In the center of the sea of ​​​​consciousness, sitting cross-legged on the spiritual platform, Tushan Jun's Yin Shen eyes flashed with divine light.

I saw Nascent Soul surrounded by black energy approaching quickly.

Plunge headlong into Tushanjun’s underworld.

Tu Shanjun stood up slowly and cleared away all the haze in the sea of ​​​​consciousness with a wave of his hand. Even the light that was maintained quickly expanded and turned into clarity when Tu Shanjun stepped out of the spiritual platform.

Since you have achieved Nascent Soul cultivation, you no longer have to face the devil in a stalemate.

Looking at the trembling demon huddled in the corner, Tushanjun turned his palms.

The large formation that suppressed the demon disappeared, and the formation's extraction of mana was also cut off.

The white circle that protects the Yin God fell on Tushanjun's wrist, and transformed into an ordinary bracelet with the magic power.

Without the suppression of the formation, the demon returned to his true nature again. He was afraid of the aura of Tushanjun's body, so he could only close his body as much as possible, but he did not give up fighting for the control of this body.

Scarlet eyes stared at the empty spiritual platform.

Tu Shanjun took out the soul flag and said softly: "Fellow Taoist, I don't know whether you are a Taoist friend or not. Keeping you is a trouble. It just so happens that I need Yin Shen for this soul flag. Please join the flag."

"Roar!"

The demon rushed towards him with fireworks wrapped around him. Unexpectedly, he did not intend to kill Tushanjun, but broke away from the body of the demonized blood element in the state of Yin Shen, and tried to escape with the flickering light.

A big hand casually tore open the demonic flames in front of him, grabbed the demon's head, and snatched it back alive.

Tu Shanjun hesitated slightly.

Even if he becomes the Nascent Soul Lord, he still has no magic power.

The Yin God who swallowed the blood element of the demon also possesses the characteristics of the Yin God of blood element, and can refine the Youshen Demonic Pill that he has eaten into his stomach to use it as a magic weapon.

Keeping the devil alive is obviously better than killing him.

Tu Shanjun took another pill, but the potency of the pill only turned into evil spirit and did not bring any magic power. He couldn't help but murmured with some regret: "Sure enough, this is not a loophole that can be exploited."

Perhaps Xueyuan established some kind of connection with the elixir when he was alive, and was still refining the elixir after the demon swallowed the Xueyuan Yinshen.

And the medicinal power of the elixir is very huge, turning into abundant mana.

It can only be said to be the ingenious result of the integration of three parties.

The Zhang Xu Soul Banner is wrapped around the body, and Tu Shanjun's original body comes out and exchanges with the body of the demonized blood element. Tu Shanjun's Yin Shen and Nascent Soul return to the body of the original Yuanying monk, and replace the blood essence in the Taoist Temple of the Soul Banner.

Conveniently put the demon head into the body of the deity.

This not only keeps the devil alive, but also allows the devil to stay safely without causing trouble for him.

Tu Shanjun wiped away the long scarlet hair and turned it into black hair with black energy.

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Dome.

Ripples.

The large formation cover of the lens is already full of cracks.

Even Master Yuyan couldn't withstand such pressure. More than a hundred masters took action, including more than thirty golden elixir masters who were in the late stage or above.

The total number of people supporting the formation was only about ten, and there were only six disciples of Master Guang Yuyan.

Zi Shaoqing strode into the meeting hall.

The golden elixir masters of the four major families and the rest of the golden elixir worshipers gathered here.

Zi Shaoqing cupped her hands in greeting and said: "Senior uncles, Yang City is in danger, I beg you to help me."

The monk from the Li family also raised his hands and said, "Young City Master, what you said is wrong."

"It's not that we don't want to take action, it's that we can't take action."

Everyone responded in silence.

Most of them avoided Zi Shaoqing's gaze.

But there was also a confident grandmaster who not only did not hide away, but also looked calm.

"Seniors, the formation is on the verge of collapse. Are you just going to sit back and watch Yang City be destroyed? My master treats you well, and he even supports the families you serve. Do you have to be ungrateful?"

The monk from the Zheng family said in a deep voice: "We choose to stand down because of the kindness of the old city lord. We cannot let the old city lord make the same mistake again and again."

"If it weren't for our friendship, we would have opened the door and let them in. Why wait here? We just want to survive, and we want the old city lord to give up protecting the devil."

"Young City Lord..."

"..."

There are different opinions on this, all trying to persuade Zi Shaoqing in the name of justice.

As long as the old city lord hands over or kills the demon, they will take action immediately without any delay.

Boom!

A huge sound came.

A Jindan master exclaimed in shock: "The sky has collapsed?!"

If you look closely, it is actually not the sky but the Sun Flame Formation of Yang City. The dome above suddenly shattered, and large fragments of the shield turned into starlight and fell, burning into rainbow light in the sky and disappearing.

"The formation is broken!"

As the screams of terror resounded, the masters in the meeting hall stood up one after another. Either their eyes widened, or they fell back on their seats with soft bones, or their lips and eyes trembled, making it difficult to speak.

"I……"

"That's not our intention!"

Zi Shaoqing glanced at them in shock and anger, her eyes that were choosing to devour others were full of ferocious light. She did not care to argue with them, and immediately ran out, using her escape technique to rush to the side of Master Yuyan.

The center of the formation, Ziyang Zhenren, collapsed on the base, blood trickling from the seven holes, and he forced his body to perform the escape technique.

The formation was broken.

More than a hundred golden elixir masters faced one person.

Master Yuyan stood proudly. Shi Ran raised his hand to wipe away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth. The aura around Master Yuyan burst out. He did not change his expression too much, but sent a message to his disciple: "Let's go."

Tushanjun may be able to do it, maybe he may not.

He couldn't bet that Tushanjun would succeed, so he sent his disciples away.

No matter how crazy the masters of good and evil are, they still can't defeat the four major families and a group of golden elixir masters who have united to give them a way to survive.

But he may not let Master Ziyang and the others go.

These are all direct descendants of Yangcheng.

"Old man Yuyan, this is all because you forced us to do this. Now that you have reaped the consequences, what else can you say?"

"Zi Daoxu, don't be stubborn."

"Master Yuyan..."

"..."

Questions came from afar. The leader of the righteous sect stood at the front, as did the demonic sect. The monks of the Blood Evil Sect were overjoyed. They could even swallow the Yangcheng formation while it was broken.

The old monster Xuansha calmly looked for the figure possessed by the demonic blood element, and even more so, he was looking for the spiritual treasure.

Master Yuyan put up his fist and raised his fist intention, and said quietly: "No need to say more, if you want to do it, just do it."

He couldn't explain the reason, didn't say whether it would expose Tushanjun's secret, let alone why he wanted to protect Tushanjun.

Old Devil Yuhuan chuckled, wiping his rouged fingers and pointed at the real person Yuyan who was standing in front of them: "Let us see how strong Zi Daoxu, who is known as the number one person under Yuan Ying, is.

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"Fellow Taoists, don't worry about it. Zi Daoxu's strength is extraordinary. Let's take action together." Master Dishi shouted loudly, without any idea that there was anything shameless in doing so.

Master Qingxu took the sword case and took a step forward: "Friend Zi Dao, hand over the devil."

"Amitabha, fellow Taoist Yuyanyan, don't be obsessed." The great monk heard and heard the Buddha's name in a low voice.

"You all only have words, so let me take action first." The big snake of the Yuling Sect suddenly appeared above Master Yueyan and bit him on the head.

"boom."

With one punch, the big snake in the late Jindan stage flew backwards with its head drooped, and one of its two huge fangs was crushed.

"Ah, my snake!"

The mournful screams woke everyone up.

None of them expected that Zhenren Yuyan was so powerful and could defeat the late-stage Jindan monster with one punch.

"Let's take action together!"

The monks of the Demon Sect were afraid and at the same time, they also used spells.

Countless spells were applied.

Master Yuyan stared calmly ahead, and his voice rose from low to high: "I didn't expect that one day I would be able to show off my skills, so let's do it!"
To be continued...