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Chapter 61 Ancestral Dragon

The West Peak of Beimang Mountain has always been occupied by the King of Hejian Liu Hun, but now Liu Hun is trying to steal the Heavenly Fire Jade and Wang Zhong's real body of the Heavenly Demon, and is refined to death by the real fire. As a result, all the treasures on the West Peak are owned by Wang Zhong. The leaders of the three great ghosts in the north are busy cultivating ghost ways and are completely unaware of this situation.

As for the Ghost King Cao Cao in the Central Bronze Bird Demon Palace, he has been living in seclusion underground practicing demonic skills since he was defeated by the Black Mountain Old Demon Yuanshen fifty years ago, and has never come out. Now is the critical moment, how can he care about this? It was a small matter, so Wang Zhong occupied the West Peak for more than a month. The ghosts in Beimang Mountain didn't know about it at all, and there was no big trouble.

"When you go down the mountain after dark today, bring me snow ginseng, snow lotus, borneol, bird's nest, cordyceps, purple zhizhi, polygonatum, and red osmanthus, half a catty each, one lamb, one suckling pig, one cow, one strong horse, and tiger whip , one deer antler, one elephant tusk, and one rhinoceros horn each.”

In the ancient tomb, Wang Zhong was sitting on the copper coffin. A hole the size of a sea bowl sank into the ground in front of him. Dark evil bones were rising upwards. A five-foot-tall human figure was floating in the air above the hole. The dark evil energy was constantly flowing. A lot of people gathered on the human figure, making the human figure look like a thick black shadow. Wang Zhong was manifesting his soul with the black evil energy of the underground, and now he has achieved some success.

In front of the copper coffin is an iron pot the size of a bucket basin, with a blazing flame underneath, steam steaming from the pot, and the gurgling boiling water stirs the flowers and releases a rich aroma.

"My pot of Yangyuan soup still lacks these ingredients. You must deliver them to me at midnight tonight!"

The five peach wood stakes in front of him were as thick as arms and were covered with densely packed talismans. They were inserted deeply into the ground. Under each peach wood stake was nailed a piece of green light that looked like rotten meat. It was Wang Zhong's Xuan Yin. The secret demon restrained the true souls of Zhao Kou and other five ghosts, and treated the five ghosts as coolies.

"Ah! I have scraped a lot of medicinal materials these days. We took advantage of the darkness to go to Luoyang City to steal them. Now we have attracted attention. If we want so many more, it is no longer easy to get started. How can we get them at this time?" Zhao Kou The five ghosts were floating at the door of the tomb, looking helplessly at the true soul under the peach wood pile. They knew that the peach wood pile was connected with Wang Zhong Yuan Shen. As long as they resisted a little, the spell on the peach wood pile would immediately trigger the sun fire to refine the true soul to death, and fall to the ground. A tragic end.

The real Wang Zhong Tianyao eats a lot, basically eating a cow and a pig in one meal.

Nowadays, when it is time to raise enough essence and train the soul, it is necessary to consume a lot of food and tonics. Although these five ghosts are ghosts, they can come and go freely and change rapidly, but they are much worse at transporting objects. Even Zhao Kou, a fierce ghost who has been waiting for hundreds of years, can only carry two cows and fly, and cannot carry more. For this month, he has to go to nearby towns almost every night to catch chickens, ducks, cattle, sheep, and pigs, and to fetch water. Stealing oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar made him exhausted and mentally exhausted.

"Luoyang, the ancient capital of several dynasties, is extremely prosperous. How can it lack these? In a month's time, I will have raised enough essence. After condensing the Xuanyin Heisha Yuanshen into shape, I will leave Beimang Mountain. You wait Now that you are free, don't talk to me anymore. If you get irritated, you will be tempered to death by the real fire!"

Wang Zhong grabbed a large string of pearls from a pile of treasures in the tomb, rubbed his hands together, and turned them into powder. He also took a few pieces of beautiful jade and crystal, ground them into powder, swallowed them all, and then silently Calculate the true fire within your body.

After a while, I saw that the long nails became sharper and sharper. Now they were three feet long, bent into hooks, without any dirt, crystal clear and shiny, with the luster of mutton-fat jade, and the silver hair was even more shining.

Bright.

The Black Mountain old demon has the highest magical power. In addition to the three corpse souls, it is the true form of this sky demon, especially the hair and nails. He has practiced it to the extreme. Every hair is like a flying sword. How powerful. Wang Zhong is exactly

When you practice according to the method, while you are refining your spirit, you are refining your body at the same time.

He swallows a large amount of gold powder, jade chips, crystal powder, etc. every day, transports it to his Dantian, and burns it with real fire to extract the essence, which is then condensed on his hair and nails, just like a swordsman practicing flying swords. This magical power is called "Xuanyin Atu"

"In the decisive battle between the Black Mountain Old Demon and the three great masters, he used this method to defeat Wang Xianren and seriously injured Zhang Juzheng's soul.

Now, although Wang Zhong's nails can break gold and iron, they are ordinary iron. If they come into contact with flying sword magic weapons and other spiritual weapons, they will be broken and damaged immediately. After practicing "Xuanyin Atu" to a small degree, he can refine Xuanyin Sword Qi.

, fly through the air, stretch and contract freely, and are extremely powerful. It was only Wang Zhong who first condensed it, and it was far from reaching that state.

The five ghosts saw that Wang Zhong had a tough attitude and his cultivation was getting stronger. As time went by, he became less and less of an opponent. But now he was controlled by the opponent's demonic method and could not resist. There was really no choice but to swallow his anger and turned into green smoke and went into the ground.

inside.

"Senior Sister Qin! Is the Ghost King Cao Cao really that powerful? Immortal Tianchen is so powerful that he can't be intimidated by him?" When they first entered the dense forest at the west peak of Beimang Mountain, four young people, one woman and three men, appeared. They all looked like they were in their early twenties.

The woman is dressed in a white gauze skirt, with a cold and arrogant face like a plum blossom. She holds a sword with a shark skin sheath, which is simple and long. This woman walks without her feet touching the ground, like a graceful Lingbo fairy. She has reached the pinnacle of her light body skills.

the point.

The three young men next to him also each held a sword and followed closely. Two of them were wearing black Taoist uniforms on a white background, and the other was wearing a black costume, with a wasp waist and ape arms, and his hair was tied with a hero scarf and a belt.

Tie into a knot, there is an air of elegance among the bravery. At this time, it was this young man who asked the woman walking in front of him.

"This place has entered the Beimang Mountain. You have psychic ears, so don't talk nonsense." The face of the woman in the white skirt was like eternal frost, with a bit of coldness in her cold beauty. The young man in black clothes was deflated and his heart was broken.

Although he was unhappy, he didn't show it, so he had no choice but to keep silent and follow quickly behind.

A group of four people walked for dozens of miles and went deep into the mountains. The woman in the white dress suddenly frowned and said, "Fog Spirit Immortal Cloud, the divine shadow is lurking! Go!", suddenly stopped, Qianqianyu drew her hand in the air, and a purple cloud appeared.

Swelling out of thin air, the purple mist swelled to a mass the size of a mu and then stopped spreading. It rolled and rolled, wrapping the four people in the mist. This mist spirit fairy cloud was a kind of magic that released fairy mist to isolate itself.

The ghost cannot hear the words of several people.

"Senior Sister Qin's magical power is really profound, and the Mist Immortal Cloud she wields is so powerful. The Kunlun Immortal Technique is indeed the art of the gods." The young man in black attire praised her greatly.

It turned out that there were four people in this group. The girl's name was Qin Liangyu, and she and the two Taoist priests were under the sect of Tianchen Taoist, the headmaster of Kunlun in the Western Regions. Qin Liangyu had been refining Kunlun's magic since he was a child. He used the ancient sword Piaomei to travel around the world and was known as Piaomei.

Fairy is very famous among the younger generation of masters.

And this young man in black clothes also has a good background. He is Zhang Xiaotian, the son of Zhang Guoxiang, the fiftieth generation of Tianshi Dao in Longhu Mountain. Zhang Guodong, the imperial eunuch of the current dynasty, is his cousin. He is also a young man ranked by various sects.

One of the masters.

This time East Kunlun and Tianshi Dao unite, they are here for Cao Cao. The head of East Kunlun, Tianchen Taoist, is good at innate magic. When Cao Cao is perfected tomorrow, he will cultivate the true body of the Heavenly Demon King Zizai. Condensate the true body.

At that time, the ghost energy is huge and boundless, triggering thunder and lightning attacks from thousands of miles away. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he can subdue Cao Cao, capture the demon soul, cultivate his external incarnation with immortal methods, and immediately be promoted to the top master.

Moreover, there are countless treasures in Cao Cao's Bronze Bird Demon Palace, and there are also miraculous elixirs that have been mined for many years. They are as rich as anyone in the country. This time, all the elites of the two sects came out, forming a package around the four main peaks of the east, west, south, and west of Mang Mountain.

"It's strange that there is no ghost aura all the way?" Fairy Plum Fairy Qin Liangyu said to herself, ignoring Zhang Xiaotian's flattery.

"Senior Sister Qin, we also find it strange." The other two young Taoist priests also frowned. "Could it be that the ghost king Cao Cao left seclusion tomorrow and went to worship?"

"No, Cao Cao is about to complete the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Demon. When he gathers the spirit of the Heavenly Demon, there will be a thunderstorm. The ghosts will have no time to escape, so how can they go and die! Junior Brother Zhang, if you have something to say, just say it. There is no need to hesitate."

"Yes, Senior Sister Qin!" Zhang Xiaotian was overjoyed: "Tianchen Immortal has great supernatural powers, and with my father's Tianxin Five Thunder Zhengfa, it is not difficult to kill Cao Cao. We don't have to be so careful. This is the west peak of Beimang Mountain. Since

If there is no ghost, that's the best. Let's go to the Hejian King's tomb first. If the old ghost is there, we can get rid of it. We can also set up a formation on the west peak."

"Cao Cao has condensed the Heavenly Demon Yuanshen, and has vast magical powers. Don't take it lightly. Fortunately, tomorrow the Heavenly Demon Yuanshen will gather together, and there will be a thunderstorm. The leader and Zhang Tianshi can handle it. I'm just afraid that Cao Cao will fight back before he dies, triggering the earth's veins and awakening Shaanxi.

The ghost of Qin Ling's ancestral dragon will be in trouble. I'm afraid another old Black Mountain demon will appear in the world." The two Taoists said to Zhang Xiaotian.

"The ghost of the ancestral dragon of Qin Mausoleum in Shaanxi!" Zhang Xiaotian secretly took a breath after hearing this. There are countless ghosts in the world. Although Cao Cao claims to be the ghost king, it is in this Beimang Mountain area. Legend has it that in the Qin Mausoleum, there is the ancestral dragon, the First Emperor.

The ghost of the mountain is sleeping in it and has been blocked by immortals of all ages. Although I don’t know whether the legend is true or not, but with Cao Cao’s warning, who dares not to believe it? This Beimang Mountain is far away from Shaanxi. If Cao Cao makes a desperate move, with the devil

Shaking the earth's veins and alarming the ancestral dragon is an unpredictable danger.

"Okay, let's proceed as planned! Find the Hejian King's tomb first, and the other three main peaks are headed by several senior elders. As the younger generation, we must not neglect this task. The old Hejian King

Although the ghost is the weakest, his magical power is not small, so he must be careful to deal with it. After subduing this old ghost, he immediately set up the Five Thunder Demon Trap Array. At noon tomorrow, if Cao Cao resists the sky thunder, the leader and Zhang Tianshi will use Yuan

The gods are here to display their magical powers. When the time comes, there will be signals on the other three main peaks, and we can all launch them together." Qin Liangyu said a few words coldly, and collected the fog spirit fairy cloud.

The four of them rushed towards the tomb where Wang Zhong lived in Xifeng.


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