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Chapter 182 The deity, the Dharma Body, the source of the Absolute Silver League

Ten months ago, Wu Yuan used his spiritual thoughts and true energy to control the nine natal flying swords and killed Jin Quan with one move.

This shows the power of the Xuanhuang Sword Formation.

Compared with when he killed Jin Quan, Wu Yuan had trained from the second level of Qi Sea to the third level of Qi Sea, and his spirit was stronger and his sword formation was more powerful.

It can be said.

Even the fourth and fifth level Jindan monks who control the realm can hardly block Wu Yuan's full blow.

"Peng~"

The divine sword's edge was endless, and it directly blasted the oncoming black figure backwards, and was blasted into the corridor outside like a meteor.

But what shocked Wu Yuan was that there were no scars on the black figure.

"Bang~" "Bang~" Two dull sounds sounded almost at the same time. Two other black figures were passed by the illusory sword on both sides, and were instantly bombarded against the walls on both sides, causing the walls to rumble and tremble.

Terrible air waves collided with each other in this small room.

But the moment the two figures hit the wall, they bounced back like lightning, and at the same time they waved their arms to attack Wu Yuan.

"Wow!" "Wow!" Several sword lights lit up at the same time.

"This? What level of battle puppet is this?" Wu Yuan was shocked.

The opponent's fighting speed is too fast.

It was so fast that Wu Yuan had no time to react.

"Chi~chi~" The light of the sword flashed, like the collision of metal weapons.

The illusory sword around Wu Yuan faintly vibrated, and he just blocked the attack of the two black puppets.

The nine natal flying swords form a black and yellow sword formation, although it is only the first level of the sword formation - the condensed sword formation.

But it's still not that easy to break.

"The attack is really powerful." Wu Yuan was secretly shocked. He felt a powerful impact coming through the sword array.

If he were a monk at the ninth level of Qi Sea, he would definitely die instantly.

Even weak Jindan monks will be injured.

But who is Wu Yuan? He is a body refiner, and this impact is like scratching an itch.

Nothing to fear!

"Kill! Kill them!" The red-haired child with one horn still shouted.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three black figures, with bodies like lightning and four arms like magic knives, flew towards Wu Yuan and attacked Wu Yuan wildly.

"Wow!" The phantom of the earth-yellow divine sword roared.

"Peng~" "Peng~" "Peng~" The two sides collided dozens of times almost in the blink of an eye, causing the whole room to faintly shake, but no one could do anything to the other.

And the aftermath of the battle alone cannot leave a mark on the wall.

"The attacks of these puppets are not very strong, but their bodies are extremely tough. Every time they were hit hard, no damage was seen on the surface." Wu Yuan became more and more frightened as he fought.

escape?

Can't escape!

Although the three black figures were blown away time and time again, they stood firmly at the door and did not give Wu Yuan a chance to rush out.

"You can't escape, you will die." The red-haired child with one horn still screamed.

Wu Yuan ignored him at all.

"Sword formation, Ning!"

Suddenly, another cyan flying sword emitting powerful aura appeared around Wu Yuan. There were nine swords in total, and they gathered together again to form a sword array.

It was one of the four sets of sword formations obtained from Jin Quan, a nine-handled sixth-grade flying sword of the wind type.

Although it does not completely fit and is far inferior to the flying sword of his destiny, Wu Yuan can still exert extremely powerful power under his full force.

"go!"

The nine flying swords faintly merged into one, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a divine sword with cyan and khaki air currents intertwined, blasting towards one of the black puppets.

"Boom~" This black puppet, although it waved its arms to attack again and again, was still suppressed by the sword array summoned by Wu Yuan.

Suddenly.

The pressure on Wu Yuan's natal Flying Sword Sword Formation was suddenly reduced.

"Don't these puppets have any weaknesses?" Wu Yuan's eyes were cold.

He seems to have no losses, but in fact, he controls two sword formations, which is a huge burden on his soul and mana.

Back then, Jinquan clearly had so many flying sword magic weapons, so why not use them?

It's just that the spirit is not strong enough.

Just like a powerful army, if it wants to exert its power, it must continuously supply a large amount of food, grass and weapons. Otherwise, it will not be able to have strong combat effectiveness.

Fighting again and again.

Just one breath of time.

Wu Yuan controlled two sword formations and fought with three black puppets hundreds of times, consuming more than 30% of his true energy.

Even though he was a third-level Immortal, Wu Yuan was only at the third level of Qi Sea after all.

The cost of manipulating so many flying swords at the same time is staggering.

suddenly.

"Huh?" A trace of surprise flashed in Wu Yuan's eyes.

Buzz~buzz~buzz~ I saw three powerful puppets like three black phantoms. Almost in an instant, they stopped one after another and fell to the ground. Their scarlet eyes were all closed at the same time.

Don't move anymore!

It's like falling into a deep sleep.

"What's going on?" Wu Yuan was extremely vigilant, and his peripheral vision glanced at the child with a red horn beside him.

At this moment, the red unicorn child's face was ashen.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The red-haired one-horned child suddenly laughed, with a hint of sadness and reluctance in his laughter: "If it hadn't been too long, in order to maintain the operation of Yanqing Palace, the reserve source crystals were consumed too much, and these fourth-grade puppets could not be maintained.

You are so strong that you can't even use your special moves, how can you persist for so long?"

"You win!"

"You despicable witch, you win." The red-haired child with one horn stared at Wu Yuan, full of unwillingness and despair.

Wu Yuan was filled with doubts and listened quietly.

Despicable witch?

The other party targeted him not because he killed Jin Quan, but because he was a witch cultivator? Wu Yuan guessed in his mind.

At the same time, Wu Yuan felt like he was going crazy.

"Haha, I failed my master's expectations."

"The inheritor is dead, and eventually even Yanqing Palace will be taken away by you, a despicable wizard." Although the red-haired one-horned child is a shadow, it seems to be a living life with fresh emotions, wailing.

There were even illusory tears flowing from the corners of his eyes.

"But, shaman cultivator boy, you are powerful, but you can never expect to get more from me, let alone that I will recognize you as my master." The red-haired one-horned child roared towards Wu Yuan.

suddenly.

"Bang~" Without any sound, the shadow of the red-haired, one-horned child suddenly exploded and turned into countless light spots.

Wu Yuan was stunned.

In this small room, silence was completely restored.

quite a while.

"Master, this weapon spirit seems to have destroyed itself." Xiao Hei's voice sounded in Wu Yuan's mind.

"Self-destruction? Suicide?" Wu Yuan sighed in his heart.

There are differences between weapon spirits. Some weapon spirits are very weak in intelligence and will only follow orders completely. Generally, they don't know how to adapt.

Some weapon spirits have wisdom, emotions, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.

Like the realm master, he will make certain changes according to different situations without violating the principles, which means he has extremely high wisdom.

And this red-haired one-horned child looks like a child, but in fact it has existed for countless thousands of years.

Also very emotional.

It should be very loyal to its master.

"Weapon spirits all follow their masters. It seems that Master Qingyan is an enemy of the witch lineage, and a formidable enemy." Wu Yuan thought secretly.

"Even when I meet a strange witch, I want to kill him directly."

"And Jin Quan should be the true descendant of Qingyan Zhenren." Wu Yuan roughly speculated.

Now the red-haired one-horned child has disappeared, and Jin Quan is dead.

These secrets will be buried in time, and no one can know them.

"The inheritance left by Master Qingyan can be regarded as terminated." Wu Yuan realized that this is the norm.

There are so many interruptions in life and death.

Destruction and complete isolation are the norm.

As for Wu Yuan? He is not the successor of Zhenren Qingyan. To a certain extent, he is the ‘destroyer’.

Destroyed the inheritance of a real person from Zi Mansion.

"In the future, you have to be more careful when venturing out." Wu Yuan thought to himself.

He is not naive enough to think that all relics are benevolent.

Some powerful monks will be happy to destroy geniuses.

Some practitioners, before they die, resent the entire world and will deliberately set up a killing array in the cave to kill those who come after them.

Some are extremely hostile to practitioners of a certain sect.

To name a few!

Even if it was a disaster like this time to break into Yanqing Palace, a weak witch cultivator might have died.

Wu Yuan is simply powerful enough.

"The weapon spirit commits suicide, but it cannot destroy the entire Yanqing Palace." Wu Yuan calmed down, his thoughts dispersed, and he continued to comprehend the secret patterns on the four walls.

He was also worried that the red-haired boy with one horn was deliberately pretending to commit suicide, or there might be other means.

but.

As Wu Yuan and Xiao Hei know, a magic weapon can control the overall situation as long as it controls the center and recognizes its master.

Time passed minute by minute.

A quarter of an hour later.

"Buzz~" The huge palace trembled faintly, as if it was cheering for joy.

"Master, have you finished recognizing the master?" Xiao Hei said in surprise: "It's so fast. This is a high-level spiritual weapon. It is very difficult to recognize the master."

"Well, I recognize my master." Wu Yuan smiled slightly.

Being able to complete the recognition of his master so quickly is also due to his powerful soul.

"Perception!"

Wu Yuan's consciousness quickly sensed every part of the entire palace through the core source of the palace.

The core of the origin, the main hall, the puppet hall, the meditation hall... dozens of halls of different sizes.

"This palace is actually a cave flying boat, which was refined by Master Qingyan at great cost?" Wu Yuan thought to himself.

There are many types of flying boat magic weapons.

Some are specially used for traveling, and most of them are engraved with secret formation patterns that increase flight speed.

Some are specially designed for transportation. They are large in size and relatively fragile. There are even folding spaces inside, which can store a large amount of materials.

There are also some civilized flying boats that can hide countless mundane things and a certain civilization.

There are war flying boats, which are extremely offensive and loaded with extremely powerful weapons. According to what Wu Yuan learned from the immortal slips, some legendary war flying boats are loaded with core weapons that can completely annihilate an army with one move.

world.

The Dongfu Flying Boat is multi-functional.

Defense, mobility and various auxiliary halls allow a practitioner to practice here for a long time.

"The value of a second-grade cave flying boat is probably close to that of the Obsidian Fairyland." Wu Yuan was secretly shocked.

This is the greatest treasure left by Master Qingyan.

They are both second-grade, but the value of 'Yanqing Palace' is countless times that of the Flying Sword of the same level. The two sides are not at the same level at all.

"The reserve source crystal is exhausted?" Wu Yuan finally understood why the red-haired one-horned child was so unwilling before self-destruction.

The Puppet Hall at the bottom of the flying boat actually has eight guardian puppets, all of which are fourth-grade ‘black rock puppets’.

The fourth level represents the strongest strength that can rival the ninth level of the spiritual body (ninth-level foundation), and the combat power is very astonishing.

It's just that the puppet is not a living being and cannot absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on its own. Once it fights, the energy it consumes is astonishing.

It cannot be driven by source stones.

Only source crystals of extremely high purity can activate them.

Yanqing Palace has been in the past for too long, and there are not many source crystals left in the reserve.

There is only enough time for three black rock puppets to take action, and their duration is very short.

so.

This is why the red-haired boy with one horn tried to trick Wu Yuan into leaving in the first place.

It still had some hope and didn't want to waste precious source crystals on Wu Yuan.

"Huh? What is this?" Wu Yuan was suddenly startled.

He sensed that there was a mysterious area directly beneath the flying boat.

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ps: first update


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