Jin Kui, who had activated the magic domain, was not thinking about how to kill Tushanjun, but about supporting the monks who doubted whether he could survive to Sunset Mountain.
Even if he had resisted the opponent, Jin Kui had no confidence.
He originally had it, because he felt that he was not far from the middle stage of the Golden Core, and maybe he could become such a monk in a few decades.
However, for high-level monks, this slight gap in cultivation requires too many things to make up for.
Spiritual stones, talismans, elixirs, exquisite spells, fighting experience and magic weapons that allow him to fight beyond the level.
How could an ordinary monk have such good resources?
As long as he had such resources, he would have advanced to the middle stage of Golden Elixir long ago.
"Or, run away."
Complex thoughts were tumbling in his mind.
Even if the other party wipes out the entire Chiwu Sect out of venting their anger in the end, as long as he is still alive, the Chiwu Sect will not be considered defeated.
With him as the ancestor of the Golden Pill who can live for another three hundred years, the Chiwu Sect will one day be restored.
"It's just that the more than two thousand disciples of the sect are expected to die here." The fear in Jin Kui's heart was growing, and even the sky-high spiritual tree that was originally blooming with golden light became dim.
The Golden Crow standing on the tree trunk screamed, as if trying to pull Jin Kui back out of his emotions.
Jin Kui woke up suddenly. He had just been in a trance.
This further aggravated his desire to escape.
Only those who are alive have hope. The dead cannot cry out and cannot take revenge.
However, he had to injure the red-haired evil ghost.
Otherwise, the other party will be chasing after him, and with his level of cultivation, his escape technique is probably no match for him.
"Even if we pay a huge price, we must make it impossible to pursue him."
Jin Kui used divine light in his eyes and performed the surgery in his hands.
"Introduce the spirit into the body, the law, the blood, and the spirit, and merge into one."
"Burn turns into strength."
"Hurry as the law dictates!"
Jin Kui's eyes have turned completely red, and the aura around him has surged.
The flow of steaming mana could be clearly heard even from a long distance away. At this moment, Jin Kui finally showed the strength of a Jindan monk.
The originally dim spiritual tree shone brightly, and even the golden crows on its branches emitted a powerful whistle.
The treasure mirror behind him guided Jin Kui to land on the back of the flapping Golden Crow, and then he merged into the solid body of the Golden Crow.
"The red sun is in the sky."
"disease."
The golden light of the treasure mirror turned into a beam of light and shone on Tushanjun's body.
Tushanjun, who was originally moving freely, suddenly felt imprisoned, and his mana flowed even slower, as if he was carrying a heavy mountain on his back, making it difficult to move even an inch.
But this did not hinder Tushanjun.
Mist rose, blocking the light.
As an evil ghost, how can he not spread fog or move the wind? This can even be regarded as the instinct of a demon.
"break."
"You think too simply."
Jin Kui yelled, those golden lights actually took form, and finally became a cage of branches.
The power of the entire legal domain is pressing on Tu Shanjun.
Most of the flaming spiritual tree has moved behind Tushanjun, forming a cage of branches that even a monk in the middle stage of the Golden Core can withstand.
"The sun burns out."
"kill."
Jin Kyu even saw victory.
The red-haired evil ghost was too careless. Not only did he not use his magic domain, he even stood there without knowing how to use magic to resist and avoid. This was equivalent to giving him a chance.
And the gap between them is actually not as big as imagined.
The treasure mirror walks with the golden crow. Even a monk in the middle stage of the golden elixir cannot resist this method.
"Go to hell, you damn devil."
Jin Kui yelled, his eyes filled with ecstasy of success.
The mana all over his body is booming, and the golden stream of light condensed can be seen clearly even with the naked eye.
"Sacrifice."
A black light pierced the Golden Crow, causing even the treasure mirror flying in the air to spin.
Jin Kui, who was joyfully activating his magic power, only saw a flash of black light, and then his vision went dark.
His body couldn't help but fly backwards.
It fell heavily onto the Fuso Sacred Tree with a loud bang.
He didn't see this blow clearly at all.
He felt that his head was heavy, which was very similar to the time when he first practiced contemplation, but it was different. It was the dullness in his head, but this time it was pain from the outside to the inside.
Even his body seemed to fall apart in the next moment.
The branches of the spiritual tree lifted him up, and he opened his eyes in confusion. His eyes were still like a lake, and what he saw was blood.
Even the heaven and earth seem to be rotating.
He reached out and touched his head.
A twinge of pain.
The position of his forehead had been completely sunken, and the hardest skull was broken into three pieces, with the tiny fragments barely holding on. Blood surged like a spring, flowing through his eyes and wetting his cassock.
Only then did he understand why there was blood in his sight. It turned out to be blood.
"what is that?"
At this time, Jin Kui could no longer think too much. The person who recalled the treasure mirror had turned into a stream of light and flown away.
The legal domain and Tu Shanjun, who was trapped in the legal domain, were left alone.
Tushanjun's ghostly hand holds a black seal.
Throw it out again.
"Peng."
One blow penetrated the legal domain.
Seal's momentum continued unabated, and in the blink of an eye he had caught up with Jin Kui who had fled.
Jin Kui looked back, and the familiar black light appeared again.
The souls of the dead were so frightened that the seven souls ascended to heaven.
He quickly took out his treasured mirror to resist.
clang!
The person and the treasure mirror were thrown away, and the impact of the magic weapon caused him to spurt blood.
When he got up again, his chest had been completely sunken, the robes on his body had long turned into bloody clothes, his hair crown was missing, his hair was disheveled, and he had long since lost the original majesty of a master, and he looked like a mess.
"Not dead yet?" Tu Shanjun was slightly surprised.
"You can't escape."
"When I attacked your sect's formation, I had already set up the formation, and now we are in the middle of it."
Jin Kui, who touched the edge of the formation, stopped and turned to look at Tushanjun. He wanted to beg, but the murderous intention was too sharp, and he swallowed the words of mercy again.
Pulling back his disheveled hair, Jin Kui looked directly at Tushanjun and said, "There was still room for you to destroy us. Sunset Mountain will never let you go."
"Even the powerful ghosts and monsters in the depths of the Netherworld can't protect you."
"All the demons and monsters in Daheishan will be buried with us."
"Spare my life, I swear."
Tu Shanjun laughed: "From the beginning of my self-cultivation, until now, I have never relied on any force to protect me."
"Fellow Taoist, it's time to hit the road."
"Want to blow yourself up?"
Tu Shanjun sneered.
Self-destruction depends on the state in which it is used.
This is not only a matter of courage, but also requires time to activate. For monks with a golden elixir or higher, if their spiritual consciousness captures the attack from such a close distance, the opponent will not be able to complete the self-destruction technique.
"die."
The Black Mountain Seal is thrown away.
Jin Kui's eyes widened and he screamed: "Ah!"
Peng.
The brains exploded and the heads were gone.
Only a headless body was left standing on the spot, and finally it collapsed to the ground helplessly.
What kind of golden elixir monk is not just a pile of rotten flesh when he dies?
There is no difference from ordinary mortals.
Tu Shanjun took back the seal of Dahei Mountain, and the seal shrank to the size of a palm.
Although the grade of this magic weapon is not high, this is because of the original refining technique of the Daheishan Ghost King, not because of material limitations.
Coupled with the combination of the foundation stone of Dahei Mountain and the seal of Shanhe County, the quality of this magic weapon far exceeds that of magic weapons of the same level.
Without looking, even Jin Kuina's Golden Crow Mirror was spun by the Black Mountain Seal. If it were hit a few more times, it might create a shallow crater.
It can't even carry a magic weapon, let alone a monk's physical body.
Tu Shanjun estimated that even a demon cultivator who was good at physical body would not be able to carry such a magic weapon.
"If you get good materials, you should practice again."
Thinking about it this way, his weapon refining level needs to be improved.
Seeing Tushanjun meditating, Jin Kui's Yin Shen flew out directly. He did not pass through the formation, but flew towards Chiwu Sect.
"As long as we return to the sect, we will still have a chance."
"Fellow Taoist, please enter the banner."
A small black flag flew out from Tushanjun's sleeve and covered Jin Kuiyin Shen's head directly.
The frightened Yin Shen screamed: "No!"
There are no monks in Xiaohuang Realm who don’t recognize this thing. It is clearly the Soul-Respecting Flag. Once you get on the Soul-Respecting Flag, you will never be able to stand up again in this life. As long as the flag owner doesn’t nod, you will be the slave of the flag forever.
…
Turning the golden elixir monk's body into evil spirit and replenishing it into the soul flag, Tu Shanjun walked on air.
He stood above the Chiwu Sect and looked at the monks in the Chiwu Sect with cold eyes.
"Chiwu Sect."
"The one who destroys your clan is Daheishan, Lord Tushan."
Tushanjun's message echoed in the ears of every monk of the Chiwu Sect.
They looked at the red-haired figure flying in the air in disbelief. The power of the Golden Pill Grandmaster was as heavy as Mount Tai, and the words spoken by the other party were more like a heavy punch hitting the chest, making it difficult to breathe.
"Why!"
Thousands of voices converged into one voice, including anger, panic, and questioning...
A figure flew out, it was Jin Lianhuo, the leader of the Red Crow Sect.
He already knew that his ancestor was defeated and died in the hands of the golden elixir monk in front of him.
He also knows the ins and outs, so he's here.
"Senior, I know why you are here, and I would like to ask you to show your respect. Our sect is willing to compensate you."
"This matter is under the leadership of the next person and has nothing to do with the sect. I am willing to commit suicide in exchange for forgiveness." Jin Lianhuo suppressed his grief.
Even though the person in front of him had killed their ancestor, he still wanted to be so humble and even trade his own life for peace.
"You are hurting innocent people."
Jin Lianhuo was stunned for a moment and hurriedly said: "Senior, there are many disciples in the sect who are unaware of this, and they are also innocent."
Tu Shanjun shook his head and fired the magic with his hand, and Jin Lianhuo died instantly.
The sect and the disciples are one and the same, so there is nothing innocent about it.
Tu Shanjun raised his hand and threw out the Great Black Mountain Seal. Under the influence of mana, the seal turned into the phantom of the Great Black Mountain.
The already fragmented formation shattered when black and red cracks filled it, and the lost starlight looked so dazzling in the moonlight.
"escape!"
The foundation-building monks of the Chiwu Sect roared and took the lead in performing the escape technique.
"Run for your life."
"Go quickly."
"..."
All the monks fled in all directions as if they were facing doom.
Some of them who had not yet reacted stared blankly at the sky.
There was a large shadow in the sky.
That looks like a mountain!
Escape from the light of magic and scramble to be the first.
However, the Thousand Miles of Mountains fell from the sky.