Goosebumps appeared all over Yan Dingtian's skin. He also took out a Taoist talisman from his sleeve. After activating it in the air, it hung above his head. As the talisman's wisp of purple energy descended, his figure was enveloped.
, Yan Dingtian's expression became much more relaxed. Then he handed another talisman to Zhuang Wudao.
Zhuang Wudao shook his head, recognizing that this was the fourth-level 'Shangqing Evil Talisman,' the most orthodox Taoist method of warding off evil spirits. Before Yan Dingtian came, he was indeed well prepared.
But he doesn't need it here. With the Qingyun Sword in the sword aperture, any evil spirit that enters will trigger the sword spirit's reaction. The "Shangxiao Yingyuan Cave True Thunder Control Method" is the nemesis of evil spirits.
Holding the spirit art with one hand, he recited the spirit words in his mouth: "Tianxuan borrows the method, the star fire talisman body."
Zhuang Wudao's head immediately lit up with a silver-white flame. Star pattern talismans appeared on the outer layer of his skin.
The method of warding off evil in "Tianxuan Zhaoshi Zhenjing" is quite good, not as good as the "Shangqing Evil Talisman", and can be used reluctantly.
However, just after this technique was performed, Zhuang Wudao looked back with strange eyes. After contemplating for a moment, his expression returned to normal.
Somehow, ever since he left the White Jade Stone Bridge, Zhuang Wudao felt that the sense of voyeurism that had disappeared for a while had returned again.
And just now, this feeling reached its peak. It was as if someone was standing behind me.
——It shouldn’t be an evil spirit, but who could it be? Is it the flying swan who has disappeared, or the madman Yan who met by chance?
"Let's go, I won't feel safe even if I stay here for a moment longer."
Yan Dingtian went forward holding the hand tray, but after what happened just now, the three of them were much more careful.
However, in the thick fog, screams of despair could be heard from time to time.
Zhuang Wudao could even hear someone whispering in his ear. Fortunately, nothing happened along the way.
Nothing happened until the three of them arrived at the abandoned palace pointed by the altar.
"Someone should have arrived first——"
Yan Dingtian glanced at the door. The power of resentment in this place was silent, and only part of the forbidden array remained. The palace at that time had long been in decay. Even if there was a slight undercurrent in the lake, it would be left on the stone wall of the side hall.
Lower traces.
And the person who entered before did not think about hiding it.
Zhiyuan's spiritual thoughts tried to spread inward, but they were rebounded out. Then he sniffed again with the tip of his nose and hesitated: "It smells of blood, very strong."
Yan Dingtian, however, showed no hesitation and walked directly in. Zhuang Wudao flicked his robe sleeves and secretly held the 'Heaven-Destroying Demon-Eclipsing Sun God's Thunder Talisman' in his hand.
As Yan Dingtian walked in, he saw that the large lake water inside was dyed red with blood.
Two human figures floated about a hundred feet in front, but their heads were severed. After the blood sprayed, the whole figures rose up and floated towards the top of the palace.
"It's the golden elixir monk——"
Yan Dingtian sneered and continued to move forward. His true energy surged to drive away all the blood.
"Are the relics left behind by my Yan family so easy to retrieve?"
Zhuang Wudao's eyes were fixed on the center of the side hall. There was a figure half-kneeling there, with a blood sword stationed in front of him. He was wearing a platinum armor, and there was a circle of about ten feet in diameter around him.
The crimson brilliance. The whole body has been partially decayed, but this person can still be seen with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His face is majestic. His eyes are wide open with a formidable power.
Although the power of the evil spirit is stagnant here, the blood sword, armor, and clothing of this white-armored warrior are all intact.
Looking at the sword in this man's hand, and then at the two floating corpses above his head, Zhuang Wudao suddenly realized something in his heart, and at the same time, a cold air emerged from his chest.
Is it the sword energy left behind? That's not right. The core of the sword around this person is clearly providing energy with its body. It is transformed into a closed sword field and a small sword array. Anyone who tries to take the object will
Withstand the counterattack of this sword formation.
These two golden elixir cultivators were probably out of contempt and tried to forcefully seize this person's relics, so they were killed on the spot. It would have been fine if these two were real golden elixir cultivators, but they were incarnations with strong abilities.
If it is less than ten or even one percent of the original body, it is naturally unreasonable.
The red aura in front of me is definitely not just beautiful to look at——
Zhuang Wudao only wondered why this white-armored warrior could still maintain this sword formation a million years after his death.
Yan Dingtian showed no fear, silently glanced at the half-kneeling corpse, and said calmly: "This is one of the secret techniques inherited by my Yan family, the boundless sword world. As long as there is a trace of sword energy left in the body,
Just keep it going
"Borderless Sword World? I've heard of it. The Yan family of Great Ling has served for several generations of dynasties. They have been military generals in every dynasty and are famous for their good defense."
Zhiyuan talked about the stories of the Yan family in the past: "But the one that shocked the world the most was the battle at Chixia Mountain thousands of years ago. The Great Spirit Taizu Yan Jiutian led 7,000 Yan family children to defend Chixia Mountain.
The 'Borderless Sword Realm' was formed on the top of the mountain. At that time, the three demon sects joined forces and attacked for seven days and seven nights but could not conquer it. Instead, they suffered heavy losses. After that, all the sects in the world joined forces and launched the battle to slay the demons."
"My Yan family's 'Borderless Sword World' was actually lost millions of years ago. The current secret technique is just pieced together and repaired by successive generations of the Yan family based on the few words left by their predecessors.
"
Yan Dingtian shook his head, cut his wrist with a small knife, and sprinkled it in front of the white-armored warrior.
When the crimson light dimmed slightly, Yan Dingtian walked in, but did not trigger the 'Borderless Sword Realm, Counterattack' until he reached the corpse.
"The true 'Boundless Sword Realm' can be used to attack and defend, and it is also a technique that can harmonize with the enemy. It is said that once it is established at the cost of one's own life, all living creatures in the area ten times the radius around the Sword Realm will die.
Absolutely. Even people with higher cultivation levels cannot escape with their lives. As long as the Sword Realm still exists, no living being can come within ten feet. Only the blood of my descendants of the Yan family can resolve it."
Yan Dingtian glanced around, and it turned out that the corpses were everywhere, with no less than a thousand dead. However, as the three people entered, there was an undercurrent of water in the palace, and most of these rotten bones were broken into sand.
The entire side hall was filled with the smell of decay. Fortunately, the three of them had magical energy to protect themselves, keeping the surrounding water clear and pure, and preventing those corrupt things from getting close to them.
Zhuang Wudao secretly thought that this 'Borderless Sword Realm' was somewhat similar to the sword of the genshen killing annihilation on the fifth level.
However, when it comes to ruthless determination and power, the latter is obviously superior. Xianshen's sword of annihilation is truly soul-destroying, and the person who uses it will never have the chance to regain his soul consciousness or be reincarnated.
.However, the former is also a secret defense technique that can be used normally.
Zhiyuan's eyes were looking at a corpse below him. In this land of evil spirits and resentment, there was actually a person's remains that had not completely decayed. There were even traces of light gold on the bones.
.
"This is the remains of a monk in the Void Realm——"
Zhiyuan looked at the white-armored warrior with a little more admiration in his eyes: "The battle in Lihan Palace was truly beyond imagination. This ancestor of your family must have perished together with this cultivator.
.”
After saying that, he put away all the bones with a casual move and said: "If this person's bones fall into the hands of a demon cultivator, I'm afraid it will be a blessing to all living beings in the world. Why don't I take them back to Zhenlong Temple, please?"
Several great monks are chanting sutras for seventy-seven forty-nine days to purify it, and then find a beautiful place to bury it."
"Monk, you can do whatever you want. Although this person was the enemy of my ancestors during his lifetime, since he is dead, let's end everything -
Yan Dingtian shook his head, and then took out a piece of emerald-green jade from the white-armored general's left hand.
Then the white-armored warrior seemed to have lost his support and suddenly collapsed. The bloody sword also tilted to one side. The surrounding red aura also shattered.
Thousands of sword energy shot out from inside, and Zhuang Wudao was already prepared and blocked the magnetic spirit shield in front of him.
Then there was a series of bangs and sounds, which lasted for ten breaths. Just when Zhuang Wudao felt that the spiritual shield could no longer hold up and that the restrictions inside were about to be forcibly broken, the momentum of the sword energy gradually slowed down.
After everything calmed down, dozens of breaths later, the dilapidated side hall became more and more riddled with holes, and the water inside became extremely turbid.
Zhuang Wudao's eyes had already been fixed on Yan Dingtian's hands.
"Is this the Dragon Suppressing Stone?"
A gentle emerald green aura lingers, but if you pay close attention, you can see that there are still a few rays of bright yellow within the jade stone.
It should be this thing that enables Yan Dingtian's ancestor to maintain the 'Borderless Sword World' for millions of years.
"This is it"
Yan Dingtian's movements obviously sped up. He first used his magic skills to draw out a white flame from the corpse of the white-armored warrior. It had no temperature and did not go out in the water. It beat coldly.
Then the bloody sword and the entire corpse were frozen in the ice and put away in the small Sumeru ring.
Only a bracelet on the man's right wrist was left, and like a magic trick, something was taken out from it, and together with the spiritual fire, they were held in front of Zhuang Wudao and Zhiyuan.
In front of Zhuang Wudao was the flame, and in front of Zhiyuan was a Buddhist scripture.
"This is something promised to you two in advance, the Kunyuan Divine Flame at the peak of the third level. Fortunately, this fire is protected by the Borderless Sword Realm and nourished by the Dragon Suppressing Stone, so it has not been extinguished. As for the Buddhist scripture, it is said that it was written millions of years ago.
One comes across the void
The "Dalenga Sutra" brought by the Buddhist Zen master is exactly the thing of your Theravada Buddhism. Each of you got one, and finally I, Yan Dingtian, did not make a mistake. As for the other relics of the ancestors, please forgive Yan for cherishing them and not dividing them.