In the bamboo forest of Dazhu Peak, Lin Heng and Dao Xuan were sitting opposite each other. The two were chatting, with Taoist terminology coming out of their mouths from time to time, and their hands swiping one or two from time to time, exerting mysterious and inexplicable power.
At the same time, in a cave in the back mountain of Tongtian Peak, Tian Buyi, Suru, and Shuiyue were sitting on three sides, looking at Wan Jianyi in the center.
"Senior Brother Wan, when refining demons, the power of the Sun and the power of evil are constantly fighting, and you will definitely be in unbearable pain, if..."
Wan Jian waved his hands one by one and said: "Junior Brother Tian, when did you become so verbose? Come on!"
"good!"
Tian Buyi nodded and looked at each other with the other two people. The three of them took action almost at the same time, and streaks of blue light were drawn out by the three of them, forming a staggered pattern of light. The picture enveloped Wan Jianyi's body, like a big hand in the air.
, grabbed him and threw him into the Xuanling Cauldron behind Tian Buyi.
"Let's start!" The three of them stood up. Tian Buyi said to them, then stretched out his hand to push the Xuanling Cauldron up. With Tian Buyi's strength, the Xuanling Cauldron floated lightly and landed beside the three of them.
in the magma veins.
The magma rolled, emitting a hot breath, and the blazing fire turned the faces of the three people yellow. The three of them moved almost at the same time, standing on the magma pool, and stood in the air.
The three of them looked at the Xuanling Cauldron in the magma, kneaded magic spells with their hands, and chanted incantations. The green light spread out from the three people's bodies like a hazy halo, circle after circle, converging, blending, and covering them.
The Xuanling Cauldron below. As the mana of the three people strengthened in waves, the hazy green aura became stronger and stronger, even covering up the fiery red color of the surrounding magma.
"open!"
The three people spoke at the same time and raised their hands. Under their control, the Xuanling Cauldron's lid flew up, and billowing magma poured into the Xuanling Cauldron.
Buzz...buzz...
The Xuanling Cauldron began to tremble non-stop, and the entire cauldron emitted a faint red light. The mountains and rivers engraved on it seemed to be alive, flowing and surging on the cauldron.
"Draw out the sword!"
Tian Buyi took action again, and the three of them held the long swords behind them at the same time. With a swish sound, the three long swords were unsheathed at the same time, emitting red, blue, and purple brilliance. The three long swords were thrown in front of them, and they automatically
Flying onto the cauldron. The three of them changed their magic skills, and the mana they fired was divided into two parts. One part went directly into the cauldron and controlled the hot magma. The other part went into the long sword and was transformed by the divine sword into thunder.
, the three powers of fire and ice were poured into the cauldron.
Magma, divine weapons, and mana were intertwined and intertwined. Under the control of Tian Buyi and the others, they gradually merged into one and turned into an inexplicable force that roamed around the tripod.
The Three Talents Demon Refining Array is a formation specially developed by Lin Heng in order to refine the hostility in the human body. This formation relies on the power of the Xuanling Cauldron, the Thunder Sword, the Red Flame Sword, and the Tianya Divine Sword to combine multiple forces.
The two are one, cleansing the body and having a miraculous effect on refining the hostility in the human body. However, the power of this formation is too strong, so the body training in this formation must be extremely painful, and it is simply not something that ordinary people can bear.
Lin Heng used this formation to train Wan Jianyi's body because he was ruthless enough. When this guy attacked the Demon Cult, he was the one who laughed even when his arm was cut off. This Demon Refining Formation will not do any harm to him.
It's too much damage. And Lin Heng believes that as long as Wan Jianyi survives, his cultivation will definitely improve.
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Outside the Huanyue Cave, Zhang Xiaofan pushed open the Tai Chi stone door, felt the coolness blowing from inside, and stepped into the cave.
It was very quiet here, surrounded by darkness, boundless, without the slightest light, and without an end. Zhang Xiaofan didn't know why, but he felt inexplicably panicked.
He thought of his master's words, closed his eyes, and walked forward step by step. However, after taking just a few steps, the dead silence of the world was broken, and the hot breath rushed towards him. Zhang Xiaofan could clearly feel that he was...
It was like walking into a sea of fire, with all the skin and flesh all over the body being burned by the sudden flames. Severe pain surged from every corner of the body, and the whole body seemed to be destroyed in the sea of fire.
But Zhang Xiaofan still closed his eyes tightly and walked forward firmly step by step.
At some point, the pain in his body suddenly dissipated, and silence returned to the surroundings. In this dead silence, a drop of water fell gently and hit his face. The cold drop of water came from nowhere and fell.
Zhang Xiaofan's face felt bone-chillingly cold.
In a moment, a heavy downpour fell from the sky, hitting him hard. He was in a sea of ice, and his whole body seemed to be frozen. But he clearly remembered his master's words and moved forward step by step.
One step after another. Zhang Xiaofan never stopped, just like in life, he could not look back.
"Xiao Fan..."
Suddenly, a faint call hit Zhang Xiaofan in an instant. His whole body froze there, and he didn't even feel the rain around him recede.
"Baguio..."
His eyes were closed and his lips were trembling slightly. That voice once made him miss it so much that it was unforgettable. But one good and one evil were like two parallel lines that could never meet.
"Xiaofan, are you ignoring me? Look back at me."
Zhang Xiaofan's body began to tremble slowly. He thought of the scene where he met Baguio and the dark life in the dungeon. He couldn't help it and wanted to turn back, but the instinct of his body told him that he couldn't turn back. His whole body fell into heaven.
In the middle of the fight, suddenly, a flash of blue light flashed across his body. Zhang Xiaofan's whole body was filled with energy, and he took a step forward with a sound.
As soon as he stepped out, everything around him seemed to recede, and Zhang Xiaofan fell to the ground helplessly.
He opened his eyes in confusion and looked around. This place was not the cave he imagined at all, but an ancient and strange place, just like a small world.
Looking around, there is a desolate Gobi, without any flowers, plants and trees, only dark gray rocks and sand. The strong wind blows from the Gobi with a whining and screaming sound.
Above the head, there is a strange sky. Thick dark purple clouds are suffocating the world. In the clouds, huge white lightnings are constantly falling from the sky and jumping across the sky.
After a while, Zhang Xiaofan was confused and shocked before he calmed down. He slowly withdrew his gaze and looked forward. Not far in front of him, there was a tall altar with a dark gray boulder as its seat and steps on all sides.
On the seventh floor, there are seven huge pillars on the altar, divided into seven colors. Each pillar is tens of feet high. It takes three people to surround it. Ordinary people on this altar will look as small as ants.
In the center of the altar, there is a large, clumsy cauldron, with an ancient long sword floating on the cauldron. The sight of it makes people shocked and feels strange.
"Is this the Zhuxian Sword?" Zhang Xiaofan trembled all over and murmured to himself. When he got here, he felt the wonderful call more clearly, the sound that happened to come from the Zhuxian Sword.
He walked forward slowly, stepped onto the altar step by step, and came to the Zhuxian Sword. Looking at the ancient long sword, Zhang Xiaofan felt strange in his heart. This Zhuxian Sword was like gold and jade, and it was hard to tell what material it was made of.
A strange power enveloped his sword. This power made Zhang Xiaofan feel close to him.
He unconsciously reached out and grabbed the hilt of the Zhuxian Sword.
Five fingers, close together!
"boom!"
It was like a thunder that suddenly exploded in the ears, tearing the entire sky apart. The lightning flashed wildly, the wind and clouds rolled, and the phantom moon above the sky was full of brilliance. The colorful brilliance kept shining, converging into a huge pillar of light.
, fell from the sky and enveloped Zhang Xiaofan and the Zhuxian Sword.
"ah……"
A long roar went straight into the sky, and Zhang Xiaofan slowly rose up, sitting cross-legged on top of the cauldron. Seven colorful pillars lit up at the same time, turning into seven flying dragons, cheering and roaring in the sky.
In the depths of the light, Zhang Xiaofan's figure seemed to be blurred, and his movements were vaguely visible, as if he was slowly lifting the ancient sword of Zhu Xian. As the ancient sword rose high, the wind and clouds in the sky were turning more and more rapidly.
That colorful qi sword, which represents the peerless power of killing immortals, appears again, looking down upon the world with arrogance!
In the bamboo forest behind Dazhu Peak, an inexplicable wind suddenly blew. Lin Heng and Daoxuan, who were talking, suddenly stopped and looked in the direction of Tongtian Peak. There, colorful clouds gathered in the sky, gradually becoming
The profound and supreme power began to permeate the entire Qingyun Sect.
