Yang Qing, who had entered the desperate situation of Silence, was so calm that he felt lonely, as if he didn't have any normal emotional fluctuations.
Yang Qing, who had entered the desperate situation of destroying the Yang, appeared domineering and manic, full of oppressive force like a doomsday disaster, which made the white-robed monks in the late Nascent Soul realm tremble with fear.
The white-robed monk groaned: "Even if you are reborn now, you are only at the Golden Core stage. You can defeat us, but you will not be the opponent of the Yuanshen realm monks. You are looking for King Qin Guang, but you are just seeking your own death!"
Yang Qing, who looked like a black fireman, tilted his head slightly, and the terrifying aura of destroying all things in his body suddenly rose again.
The white-robed monk glanced bitterly at the Yin-Yang Soul-Losing Drum suppressed by Yue Hongyan: "If she hadn't been suppressing the Yin-Yang Soul-Losing Drum, I could have suppressed you with this treasure!"
"Even if we three late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators work together, even if we can't defeat you, you won't be able to take advantage!"
The black fire on Yang Qing's body gradually extinguished, and he changed into his own appearance again. He glanced at the white-robed monk with a calm expression and said nothing.
The next moment, there was faint thunder flashing in the void.
The white-robed monk was stunned for a moment, then his expression became strange, and he looked at Yang Qing with a complicated expression.
Yang Qing sat cross-legged opposite him, sitting upright in the air, with the green and clear True Water of the Moon and the dazzling golden True Fire of the Sun surrounding him.
A gap suddenly opened in the void, and a violent and mysterious void thunder calamity fell.
Everyone watched silently as one after another void lightning tribulation struck Yang Qing. With Yue Hongyan and Kang Nanhua at his side, the white-robed monk did not dare to act rashly. He could only watch Yang Qing survive the tribulation.
He prayed to Yang Qing in his heart that he failed to overcome the tribulation: "He just fought with us. Although he looked majestic, it can be seen that the loss of mana was extremely serious. Now he overestimates his ability and tries to overcome the tribulation, and the result will only be death.
Dao Xiao, the fate of being chopped into ashes by lightning!"
However, as time went by, the white-robed monk's face became increasingly uglier, because he suddenly discovered that Yang Qing's journey through the Void Thunder Tribulation to form a baby was nearing its end and was about to succeed.
The last few lightning strikes, which became more and more fierce, became the last hope in the heart of the white-robed monk. But it was like a death knell. Every time it sounded, he was getting closer to the abyss of despair.
When the last thunderstorm fell, Yang Qing's body shook violently, and then the clear light above his head flashed, and a golden elixir with flashing purple light emerged. The golden elixir was full of cracks, but it did not show signs of decay. Instead, it seemed to be reborn.
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The golden elixir shines brightly. In the light, a baby sits cross-legged, looking exactly like Yang Qing when he was a child. It is his Nascent Soul.
The appearance of Yang Qing's Nascent Soul is half black and half white. It looks extremely weird, but it also contains the mysterious concept of yin and yang.
There was a hint of gentle smile on Yue Hongyan's cold face: "Congratulations to the fifth junior brother for forming a baby in the void and achieving the realm of Nascent Soul."
Kang Nanhua's face also showed a look of joy. He nodded: "Yang Qing, congratulations on your formation of a baby in the void. You have achieved the realm of Nascent Soul."
Zhao Huan was stunned and cheered. He bowed and saluted: "Congratulations to Fifth Master Uncle for marrying a baby in the void and achieving the realm of Nascent Soul!"
Everyone in the Xuanmen Tianzong was happy, but the white-robed monk's heart dropped to the bottom when he saw Yang Qing's Nascent Soul slowly being placed above his head.
Yang Qing's face was slightly pale. Before he survived the thunder tribulation, his magical powers were not abundant, so now after successfully conceiving a baby, he fell into a short period of weakness.
It wasn't that he was aroused by the white-robed monk's words, but after being tempered by Fang Ting's sand transformation, the Chi Di Jue Shen Formation, and the killing just now, his energy and spirit were at an unprecedented peak state, and he burst out in an instant.
And out.
In this state, he is absolutely sure to survive the void thunder tribulation. Although there will be a period of weakness after the tribulation, he can understand more of the great ways of heaven and earth during the tribulation. In the future, when he reaches the middle stage of Yuanying and even the late stage of Yuanying, his path will be smoother.
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What's more, for him now, he doesn't need to pay too much attention to the period of weakness after passing through the thunder tribulation.
The Nascent Soul stream flashed, nourishing Yang Qing's soul and body, quickly relieving his weak state.
At this moment, Yang Qing has reached a considerable height in his understanding of the Tao of Yin and Yang through his understanding of the Tao Te Ching of Heaven and the Great Way of Heaven and Earth.
The yin and yang blended together to create and eliminate each other. Yang Qing's mana recovery speed was extremely astonishing.
However, in just a short moment, the pale color on his face gradually disappeared. He stood up and nodded towards Yue Hongyan, Kang Nanhua, Zhou Yuncong and Zhao Huan.
As he stood up, the void nearby seemed to tremble slightly.
Yang Qing's face was still calm. He looked at the white-robed monk and asked quietly: "Whether he is Zhang Lie's opponent or not, that is my business. You only need to answer me."
"Zhang Lie, where are you?"
Although his tone was gentle, the white-robed monk felt a tremor coming from the depths of his soul.
He looked at Yang Qing, then at Yue Hongyan and Kang Nanhua, and finally sighed: "I really don't know where King Qin Guang is. We are just following orders. He is elusive and we can't find him."
Yang Qing nodded and did not continue to ask questions. The true sun fire all over his body suddenly lit up again, and then turned into billowing black smoke, reappearing in the extinguishing sun realm.
The white-robed monk roared in despair and manifested his heaven and earth laws to fight Yang Qing, but the result was in vain. Although Yang Qing had not completely recovered from the period of weakness after the tribulation, he was not something he could defeat.
Kang Nanhua watched this scene calmly, then turned to look at Yue Hongyan and Yin Yang Soul Soul Gu: "The hands of the monks of the Underworld are full of blood debts, there is no need to keep them, and I won't keep this magic weapon, otherwise I will involve you in seven killings."
The power of the Star Armor is suppressed, which is not conducive to our future search for Zhang Lie."
The Yuanshen monks refine the magic weapon, and the magic weapon cannot break the connection between the two parties, unless the Mahayana level magic weapon chooses to be reincarnated.
As for monks in the realm of Yuan Shen and below, they have great autonomy in refining magic weapons. Although it is troublesome to remove the other party's refining, it is not impossible.
Yue Hongyan lowered his head to look at the Yin Yang Soul Soul Drum and smiled coldly: "Hongyan has this intention. Please give me Mr. Kang's help."
After saying that, the light on the Seven Kills Star armor shone brightly, and the red-haired girl smashed the golden halberd towards the Yin Yang Soul Soul Drum without hesitation.
Emotions of shock and anger could be heard from the Yin Yang Soul Soul Drum. He, who had a life-thinking mind, also felt slightly trembling at this moment: "They are so determined to kill King Qin Guang?!"
You don’t have to give up any magic weapon you get. Just to ensure the maximum combat effectiveness, kill Zhang Lie!
Yin Yang Soul Soul Gu wanted to struggle, Kang Nanhua also took action to help Yue Hongyan, and soon, Yang Qing, who had finished the battle on the other side, also came to help.
Without the master's prompting, the Yin Yang Soul Soul Drum could exert extremely limited power. Facing Kang Nanhua, Yue Hongyan and Yang Qing, who had the power of the Seven Kills Star Armor as its core, they could only bow their heads and be forcibly annihilated with the magic weapon Yuan Ling.
Putting away the Yin Yang Soul Soul Drum with only one body left. Yue Hongyan looked towards the distant sky, his eyes passed through the void, and landed on a huge black ball of light. He said in a deep voice: "Go to Third Senior Brother and Sikong You."
Yang Qing nodded: "The specific location cannot be determined, but Zhang Lie must be nearby, preparing to plot against Sikong You."
Although Kang Nanhua was full of murderous intent just now, he restrained himself and did not take direct action. He held the battle for Yue Hongyan and Yang Qing from the side. At the same time, he also used his own magic power to block the void of the battlefield here to ensure that the situation here was not known to the outside world.
He also looked at the black ball of light and said, "Let's go."
The group of people immediately flew towards the black ball of light.
At this moment, the world inside the black ball of light is filled with ghost shadows. Thousands of ghosts are crying and howling, as if there are endless evil ghosts, and they are surrounding Wang Lin and attacking non-stop.
These fierce ghosts are all extraordinary ghosts, and all of them are very ferocious. They are all accumulated by Sikong You for many years, and he has set up a large night formation of ten thousand ghosts. They are like a huge millstone, squeezing the enemies caught in the formation.
However, Wang Lin's Wangchuan River, Huangquan Road, and the supernatural powers of the world of life and death are all extremely restrained by ghost magic. Many weaker ghosts are immediately purified if they get a little bit of the true water of Huangquan.
A large number of evil ghosts were dragged into the ground by the dense white bone claws extending from the underworld, and were completely buried.
As soon as the gate to the world of life and death was opened, it turned into a hell that swallowed up the more powerful ghosts and completely cut off contact with Sikong You.
Wang Lin, who had unfolded his underworld realm, was like the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds. Even the great formation of thousands of ghosts walking at night could not help but avoid him. Instead, he was afraid to avoid him.
The fierce ghosts in the formation could only go to trouble the Yuan Shen monks released from Wang Lin's Xuantian God-conferring Flag, but Wang Lin was rich in experience and directly took back the Yuan Shen from Yu Xintao, Cao Wei and others, and replaced them with two ghosts.
The soul of the palace envoy came out and worked with the former King Qin Guang to deal with these evil spirits.
The two Hell Palace envoys unleashed a lot of chaos and death energy, and faced off against the former King Qin Guang in the ghost arts. Although they were not as sharp as Wang Lin, they were not afraid of the siege at all.
Wang Lin, on the other hand, directly confronted his boss Kongyou himself and his two ghosts and gods.
Ghost monks practice fighting methods with humans. In addition to themselves, a considerable part of their combat power lies in the spirit ghosts they sacrifice. Many ghost cultivators, without the spirit ghosts, will directly become toothless tigers and become useless.
The two ghosts and gods of Sikong You were obtained through years of sacrifice and training with him. Each one is equivalent to a monk in the realm of Yuanshen. They are not very restrained by Wang Lin's magical power and can use their full potential to fight Wang Lin.
Sikong You is different from most ghost cultivators who rely solely on spirit ghosts. He himself also has superb ghost magic, as well as many mysterious spells obtained from the Hades Emperor Tradition. After all, he is a second-level Yuanshen monk, and the power of his spells is extremely terrifying.
As a result, despite the support of his predecessor King Qin Guang and three other souls, Wang Lin had no other magic weapon with him and was at a disadvantage against Sikong You.
But Wang Lin looked indifferent and responded calmly, neutralizing Sikongyou's endless ferocious and strange spells.
Sikong Youyou was hiding in the darkness, and his voice seemed to be everywhere: "Most of the ghost monks in the world choose to sacrifice ghosts and refine them to continuously strengthen themselves. However, the old man thinks that the root of the ghost lies in the relationship between humans and ghosts, the unknown, and the world.
fear."
"The most powerful ghost is to control the fear in people's hearts." (To be continued...)
ps: Thanks to book friend Hibi Pengniao for the 10,000-point reward.
Then, after three consecutive updates last night, I didn’t notice it myself, but a friend reminded me that I discovered that Grandmaster had dropped to tenth on the classified monthly vote list!
It's just one step away from being dropped from the rankings. It's really depressing to think that I was as high as seventh in the past, and then I was blasted all the way to where I am now.