There is an unnamed desert island near Hongyue Island. It is very desolate and does not seem to be alive at all, and it has no spiritual veins at all. However, there is an alchemy monk on it, which is very strange.
"This is the place we are looking for! Why is there still a pill-forming monk!" Yue Qiluo's voice emerged, and the rude monk opposite also discovered their existence.
"Who dares to invade the island owner's place!" As soon as this person appeared, he kicked up flying sand and rocks, and the boundless strong wind blew up a layer of loess on the ground and attacked Yan Qingyun fiercely.
Yue Qiluo had already emerged, and a blast of blood-refined divine light blasted away, scattering strong winds.
"Ghost cultivator!" The monk screamed strangely, and a flower basket-like existence appeared in the storage bag on his waist. In a flash, there was a white light, which actually directly transformed the blood-refining divine light.
"Interesting!" Yue Qiluo flipped her jade hand, and the densely packed little paper figures flew away. As her cultivation level increased, these soul puppets became more and more vicious, and the ghostly energy in the sky turned into a soul-locking formation, trapping the monk tightly.
In it, the blood sacrifice method was directly launched.
"Blood sacrifice!" The weird man sneered, and two gray sword lights shot out from his shoulders. They penetrated the formation, followed by a black ball shot out, and exploded the little paper figures with a bang.
The soul-locking formation was naturally broken, and two rays of sword light came towards Yue Qiluo.
"Hmph!" Yue Qiluo had already expected this method, and a huge devouring power appeared in his hand. The two sword lights were pulled by the blood light and they suddenly lost their spirituality.
Seeing this, the weirdo threw out the ancient flower basket again. The flower basket flashed away and turned into dots of white air, condensing into an ancient white lotus.
"You are the one waiting for me. This treasure is good. It belongs to me!" Yue Qiluo actually fell in love with this person's magic weapon. He formed a seal with his hands, and the soul-eating rod suddenly turned into a terrifying bloody gluttonous shadow, and he swallowed the ancient treasure in one gulp.
, the power of soul-eating destroyed the soul of life that was sacrificed in it, and really took this treasure away.
"Return my treasure!" The magic weapon of his life was taken away, and the weirdo was greatly traumatized. Yue Qiluo defeated three magic weapons in a row and became murderous: "Idiot!"
"Cang!" The cold blood light flashed away, directly piercing the head of the pill-forming monk from behind. It was the blood spirit diamond. Those soul puppets were fake, but the killing move of the blood spirit diamond buried secretly was real.
, Yue Qiluo's ghostly figure disappeared in a flash and rushed into this person's body. The next moment, a bloody light suddenly burst out, burning this person's blood as a sacrifice.
Yan Qingyun's scalp felt numb for a while. He still liked the combination of immortality and martial arts and close combat, but Yue Qiluo's method of fighting was a serious immortal cultivator. Those who didn't have enough brains could be beaten to death.
"Demon way, search for souls!" Yue Qiluo detained the soul in the elixir formation stage, ferociously used the method of searching for souls, and got the information she wanted in a moment. "This person is the slave of Jiyin Ancestor, this place is indeed
It’s a sealed place!”
After Yue Qiluo's blood Yin Fire Sacrifice, only a prohibition token was left and was thrown to him. She took out the flower basket ancient treasure and said, "I like this, geez!"
"This ancient treasure has the ability to absorb magical treasures!" Yan Qingyun has always wanted to refine the five elements of divine light, but unfortunately he can't do it yet, but he might as well find opportunities to refine it in the future.
Yue Qiluo took out the prohibition token, and the formation in front of him slowly dispersed. A cave entrance into the mountain slowly opened in the place shrouded in yellow mist.
The two of them continued down the passage, opening several seals along the way. Colorful bands of light emerged from the light barrier wall, and at this time, they turned into countless winged fire snakes and flew toward them.
"Fire demon spirit wings are evil!" Yan Qingyun snorted coldly, took a Xuanhuo Dial in the palm of his hand, and condensed an Eight Wilderness Fire Dragon Curse. Although this Fire Dragon Curse is not a real Eight Wilderness Fire Dragon, its mysterious fire is more wonderful than
The ordinary real fire of cultivating immortals was much more powerful. The fire dragon roared and swept away. The group of flame demon spirits were so frightened that they fled in all directions.
After passing this place, you can see a huge stone pillar with very weird runes on it. The entire stone pillar is inlaid with many rare yin-yang jade, evenly distributed on the entire stone pillar, shining with a faint black and white light.
"Sealing Spirit Pillar!" Yue Qiluo exclaimed: "There are a lot of good things! But isn't this aimed at me?"
"Haha!" This spiritual sealing pillar is also a big deal among high-level monks. It has two main uses. One is to seal a certain kind of extremely rare elixir and spiritual grass to prevent its spiritual energy from leaking and causing a loss of spirituality.
The other is to suppress some powerful ghosts and demons. Apparently they are targeting Yue Qiluo.
"Come in, don't mess around!"
"Huh!" Yue Qiluo jumped into Yan Qingyun's soul-refining ghost spectrum, avoiding the light of the spiritual pillar. The cave was not deep, and beyond this point, a square hall of more than twenty feet appeared.
before.
A skeleton as white as jade lay half beside a small pool, with a small green arrow about a foot long stuck in the head. In the pool was a three-color lotus. A few inches above the colorful lotus
, there is a small and exquisite seven-color rainbow floating, which is magical and extraordinary.
"Qixialian? I really thought it was Qixialian. I'm afraid of dying and I don't know how it died!"
"Wow!" The five thunder flags flew away, instantly blocking the bones and corpses in the distance. In an instant, the five thunders suddenly appeared: "The five thunders turned into extreme hands!"
"Guishui Divine Thunder! Tiangang Five Thunder Formation!" A voice of shock and anger suddenly appeared above the white bones: "Fellow Taoist, spare your life, I can give you the broken map of Xutian Palace!"
Yan Qingyun snorted lightly, and secretly performed the Blood Spirit Technique with Yue Qiluo.
"Mysterious Soul Demon Fire!" The dense ghost fire resisted the power of the divine thunder and smashed it into pieces. "Boy, if you don't have to drink a toast, you have to drink a fine wine. Do you think you can challenge the ancestor if you have a ghost pet in the elixir-forming stage?"
This mysterious old demon was weird and unpredictable, and he was a first-rate vicious person. Yan Qingyun didn't dare to show off, so he used the palm of his hand to sacrifice the Fulong Cauldron.
"Qiankun Lock, open!"
As the unique seal opened, the huge Shura power united into the two bodies.
Yue Qiluo exclaimed: "What a powerful force!"
"The power of Shura!" Xuan Gu was not surprised but overjoyed: "You actually have the power of Shura, so good! My ancestor has been waiting for many years, but he actually sent me the most powerful power of the ghost path. After training him,
Then I can settle the score with that traitor!"
The corner of Yan Qingyun's mouth raised slightly, "Old weirdo, you can't tell who has practiced it! Jialun War Demon!"
Under the huge power of Shura, Yan Qingyun suddenly transformed into the body of a war demon with three heads and six arms.
"Ancient Demon Technique!" The old ghost had no choice but to dodge the sharp edge as soon as he touched it. Now that Liao was no longer even at the level of a Nascent Soul cultivator, Yan Qingyun defeated him with one move.
The old ghost secretly thought that this guy was ferocious, so he used a feint to launch the demon-killing arrow, then changed his body shape and suddenly headed towards Yue Qiluo on the other side.
"Boom!" Seeing that he had been fooled, Yue Qiluo flipped her hand over and took out a short black stick. The two people's spiritual thoughts, which were as powerful as the Nascent Soul, merged with the power of Shura. She used the soul-eating stick again, that terrifying devouring rod.
The power of the soul is designed to restrain ghosts.
The old demon Xuan Gu was about to pinch the soft persimmon first, but he never thought that this was a big trap specially set for him.
"Ahhhh! Soul-eating power! Damn it! No..." In the shrill roar, all the power of his soul was absorbed by the soul-destroying rod.
"Explode the mysterious soul demon fire for me!" The old devil wanted to die together when he was about to die!
"You have no chance, Sword Twenty-Three!" The sword light that stagnated in the void blocked the area where he was, and the mysterious soul demon fire had no chance to explode!
"Transformation of the realm!" The pupil technique showed its power, a generation of mysterious bone masters, the Nascent Soul demon slowly dissipated, and his lifelong memory became the imaginary number law of the divine eye space.