Seeing Guihuai stop, Xuekui also stopped pursuing him. No one knew that the two of them were actually brothers, and Guihuai, who was relatively inconspicuous, was still above him in cultivation.
Gui Huai stopped in mid-air, looked solemnly at the vast ice fields around him, and said:
"I practice the Ten Thousand Souls Manual, and my spiritual thoughts are much stronger than the ordinary Nascent Soul Perfection. There is something very wrong with this world, and there are too many imperfections in the way of heaven. Xue Kui, use your Blood God Bead to explore this area quickly.
look."
Xue Kui was shocked, and the red petals covering her body withered quickly, condensing into bright red beads.
"Blood God Son, explode!"
Hundreds of beads exploded at the same time, and the dazzling red light all shot towards the same position in the void.
In the vague red light, many transparent traces circulated in the depths of the world.
"Sure enough, something is wrong! Ten Thousand Souls Mind Rebirth Technique!" Guihuai roared angrily.
The overwhelming black evil spirits surged out of Gui Huai's body, and they gathered and knelt down beside him one after another. Gui Huai's eyes showed a fierce light, and his mouth sucked in like a bottomless pit, and countless twisted black smoke flew out from the evil ghost's body.
absorbed by him.
"open!"
Under the blessing of many evil ghosts, Guihuai's power increased steadily. With a roar, the magic weapon like a machete in his hand slashed down with billowing black smoke and inserted into the gap where the Dao Mark was running.
Click.
The sky in front of the two people made a crisp sound, and something invisible was split open.
"this!"
Gui Huai's face changed drastically in an instant, and the evil ghosts around him could not maintain their shape, and scattered into a ball of black smoke. Xue Kuai also shook off pieces of blood-colored petals, and the whole person turned pale visibly to the naked eye.
A gap opened in the void, and outside the gap, a giant pillar like white jade stood upright. Farther away, the misty Taoist surrounded by wind and clouds was casting an indifferent look at the two of them.
They were all in the palm of this monk! There was no escape at all!
"If you can break the confinement of my magical powers, you are considered the most powerful among these old monsters."
Lin Yuan praised, and pressed his thumb towards the two people on the opposite side of the crack.
"No!"
Guihuai and Xuekui looked at the fallen Optimus Jade Pillar, screamed in despair, and each resorted to desperate measures.
Burning Blood Escape Technique, Aurora of Evil Thoughts...
Lin Yuan's expression did not waver at all. These monks were still at the level of Dharma, but he had already touched the edge of Tao. As long as these Dharma did not incorporate traces of the Dao of Heaven, they could not pose a threat to him.
"Ah! How could we die here..."
Screams came out from both of their mouths, two gorgeous blood flowers bloomed, and the Nascent Souls of Gui Huai and Xue Kui flew out from the exploded bodies, and then exploded again into a ball of spiritual light.
After dealing with the two old monsters who accidentally escaped from the illusion, Lin Yuan started to deal with the remaining monks.
These Nascent Soul old monsters who have been sleeping for thousands of years seem to have experienced a certain catastrophe in the ancient immortal world, and there are vague shadows of immortals among them. Lin Yuan is very curious about this.
Therefore, he did not directly kill these old monsters, but used the recently created palm world technique to imprison them.
"Whether it is in Ge Qingzhou or in the Sea of Chaos, the top power is Yuanying Yuanjun. There are very few deeds about the True Lord Transformation of Gods, and there are almost only sporadic remaining traces."
"The lifespan of the True Monarch of Transformation God can reach tens of thousands of years, but the Taixuan Sect Zhongshan Moon Mirror is obviously only a few thousand years old. Where did its original owner go? What happened in the ancient world of immortality thousands of years ago?
What?"
Although the Transformation God is strong, in terms of combat power, it is only comparable to the earth-level star user. Lin Yuan never believes that the world that cost him 400 energy points is only that high. The answer to all may lie in that distant period.
in history.
Lin Yuan closed his palms, the world shrunk, and the traces of heaven slowly dragged the Nascent Soul monsters inside into the depths of the illusion. His clear eyes once again shined on the river of their memories.
…
In the Square of Bones.
Lin Yuan stood in the middle of the crowd like a ghost.
"Wei Kuo, you loser, how come you only have three magic pills this time? Where did the other one go?"
"That's it. You're a waste. Giving you the Demon Energy Pill is a waste. Why don't you give the remaining one to Senior Brother Liu?"
"Brothers, no, no more. The Alchemy Palace really only gave 3 pills this time."
Bang bang bang.
The thin man tightly protected his head and face, with countless fists and footprints on his body.
Lin Yuan looked at the beaten man in the crowd and sighed:
"I'm afraid these people never imagined that this loser who only started practicing Qi at the age of twenty would become Jingyou Yuanjun in the future."
Although this is the memory of Jingyou Yuanjun, Lin Yuan cannot leave him too far. But judging from the surrounding scene, there is not much difference between the ancient sects in the world of immortality and Taixuan Sect.
Lin Yuan was not interested in understanding how Jingyou endured humiliation and endured heavy burdens to rise up, speeding up the flow of memories.
With him as the center, countless scenes began to change rapidly, until Lin Yuan took the initiative to stop.
At this time, Lin Yuan had followed Jingyou to the Dharma Transmission Hall.
There are more than a dozen paintings hanging on the walls of the hall, but only the one in the corner is clear. It depicts a skinny man.
"Wei Kuo, you performed very well in the Poison Valley this time! You killed thirteen monks with the same cultivation level as the Righteous Path with the foundation-building cultivation level. The sect will specially reward you with the Yin Demon Soul Refining Art!"
"Thank you sect for passing on the Dharma! The disciples will definitely practice harder in the future and carry forward the majesty of our Poison Dragon Sect!"
Wei Kuo knelt on his knees and kowtowed repeatedly to the only clear painting in the hall. The eyes of the person in the painting fluctuated, and a black light shot out and entered his body.
"Monk of the Transformation of Gods." Lin Yuan said to himself.
When the man in the picture was imparting the Dharma, he also sensed the man's cultivation. This was also the first time in Wei Kuo's memory that he came into contact with the existence of the God Transformation monk.
"Judging from the level of worship, the portrait in the center of the hall may be a Mahayana half-immortal."
Lin Yuan took a step forward, and the surrounding scene shattered and sank into darkness.
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"Hurry! Hurry up! Those demons are about to break through the world barrier!"
Wei Kuo is now a powerful person in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, but his face is full of panic. In the sect's secret realm, he and other monks try their best to activate the tokens in their hands.
The sky of the past has completely disappeared. A black and evil sun with a red edge enveloped three-quarters of the sky. Countless black spots fell from it and were intercepted by a white-gold net covering the sky.
What is shocking is that there are many gaps in the net. On the ground under the gaps, black smoke rises, the plants twist into strange shapes, and the river water changes from clear to turbid. Countless evil whispers are floating in the air.
.
Lin Yuan floated above Jingyou, eyes fixed on the sky.
In the black pupils, golden runes flashed, countless Dao marks intertwined, the sun, black smoke, snares...these things in Jingyou's memory gradually faded away from their appearance, and evolved into part of their essence.
That is not the sun at all, but a huge door. Behind the door, an unimaginable huge red shadow looms. All kinds of weird monsters are passing through this door and constantly descending into the world of immortality.
"The entire ancient world of immortality has suffered an invasion from the world." Lin Yuan looked serious, but he did not expect that the decline of the ancient world of immortality was actually due to the devil.
The world is turbulent, spiritual energy is surging, thousands of miles, thousands of miles and even the entire world, battles are happening in every corner, and the intensity of the war is constantly increasing.
Unfortunately, the secret realm where Jingyou was located was soon completely sealed. In the end, Lin Yuan only saw a Mahayana half-immortal holding up a piece of heaven and earth, and rushed into the door brazenly.
How did the catastrophe of the demons end? Why did the elders who entered the realm with Jingyou disappear later?
With doubts in his heart, Lin Yuan continued to speed up Jingyou's memory.
But to his surprise, Jingyou's memory of staying in the secret realm turned out to be a strange blank! It was as if Jingyou spent these years unconsciously.
But the Yuanying monk has condensed the soul into Yuanying. Photographic memory is basic, and forgetting memories is even more impossible. Unless there is a force that erases that memory of his!
Lin Yuan read the memories of several other Yuanying old monsters with doubts, and his face became more and more solemn.
Almost all the old monsters survived that catastrophic time by hiding, and their memories of staying in the secret realm disappeared without exception, leaving only a blank space.
"It's so foggy that people can't see clearly. However, in today's world of immortal cultivation, there is almost no one who can compete with me. I can explore the secret realms of those once large sects, and maybe there will be immortals among them.
clues."
Lin Yuan crushed all the Yuanying old monsters in his hands, assimilating and absorbing their Yuanshen.
Eight days later, ripples appeared in the void, and Lin Yuan, who had been waiting, broke through the barrier between the two realms and walked into the fragments of heaven and earth.
…
In Taixuan Hall.
Sun Hongyuan, Lord Yun Chengyuan, sat high on the colorful clouds, with five pulse masters sitting on both sides.
In the middle of them, a clear and calm water surface reflected the scene of Doufa Peak, with sword lights flying and rainbows flying, and Taoist magic crisscrossing the sky.
"Mu Xian, in this peak master competition, your disciple Shu Zhongjun performed very well. He is expected to compete for the top three." A pulse master said.
"Just him? It's very surprising. The disciples of Lord Kong Yue should not be underestimated. It seems that he has reached the seventh level of Kong Wu Xin Jue. Not to mention the master of Qingfeng Peak, Yin Jiu."
"Yin Jiu..."
This name seemed to have a magical power, and all the pulse masters present were filled with emotion.
At first, he was just an old monk brought back by Taoist disciples. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a late bloomer.
After Daozi died unexpectedly, when everyone thought that no one in Qingfeng could make the decision, this old monk who usually planted flowers and cultivated fields on Qingfeng suddenly stood up. With the strength of a person in the early stage of forming pills, he fought against two pill-forming people.
The monks were undefeated in the mid-term, which shocked the crowd of spectators.
Not only did he have powerful magic power, but his Taoism was also extremely profound. It is said that many monks present at the time were even ashamed to use wind Taoism for a period of time after witnessing his battle.
"If I remember correctly, Yin Jiu has completed the formation of his elixir now."
"Yes. Who would have thought that the 143-year-old old man who was still stuck in the late stage of foundation building would actually sing all the way in the core formation stage, and his cultivation level is no less than that of the geniuses of the same age."
"Hey. Even so, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Yin Jiu to become the leader." A pulse master shook his head and sighed.
"That Taoist disciple is so amazing. He has become a dead ringer." The Pulse Master next to him said with the same regret.
Thinking of the figure who disappeared into the mysterious realm of the vast sea, the five pulse masters all felt heavy and looked at the leader above them quietly.
Sun Hongyuan looked at the picture in the water mirror, his eyes flickering.
As the head of Taixuan Sect, he also shoulders the mission of leading the sect to prosperity. The twelve pulse masters all thought that he had not gotten out of the spiritual shadow of Daozi's death, so in these nearly thirty years, he continued to
Searching for Daozi's whereabouts.
In fact, no. Sun Hongyuan, who is also practicing Xiantian Yun Qi Jue, has a mysterious feeling for Lin Yuan. In the past few decades, this feeling has not been interrupted, but it is unusually weak, as if they are extremely far apart.
distance.
That's why he searched around the mysterious realm of the vast sea over and over again. Perhaps Lin Yuan had strayed into some ancient secret realm?
However, ten days ago, this feeling was completely interrupted. Somehow, Sun Hongyuan understood that his disciple had really died.
"Yin Jiu and Lin Yuan are both ancient cultivators, so this jade slip is not in vain."
Sun Hongyuan murmured to himself, looking at the jade slip of ancient cultivation prepared for Lin Yuan in his hand with complicated eyes. He originally planned to hand it to Lin Yuan after his trip to the vast sea, but he didn't expect that the jade slip was still there but disappeared.
boom!
Just when the minds of all the Yuan Lords were in turmoil, Taixuan Mountain, which had always stood firm and motionless, actually started to shake!
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"What happened?"
"Could it be that a foreign enemy invaded our Taixuan Sect?"
The Master of the Meridians turned to the leader, his expression confused and shocked.
Sun Hongyuan pressed his palm down and said calmly: "There is no sign of invasion by foreign enemies. It is the Taixuan Formation that is reviving on its own. Come on, let's go out and have a look."
In an area of five thousand miles, countless continuous mountains are rising and falling simultaneously, and runes appear spontaneously, rising from every corner, shining brightly.
"What's happening here?"
"The mountains are actually surging!"
The monks looked at the scene in front of them with disbelief in their eyes and their hearts were filled with shock.
"Look at Mount Taixuan!"
"Are we ascending to immortality?"
"OMG……"
Countless monks uttered murmurs as if they were haunted by dreams, and their eyes were full of obsession.
Click click click.
The two characters "Tai" and "Xuan" engraved on Taixuan Mountain emit sparkling golden waves little by little, and the rocks are peeling off from the two towering Taixuan Mountains, revealing the mysterious golden material underneath.
Between the two Taixuan Mountains, a layer of faint glow diffused, slowly rotating, and faintly began to form a colorful passage. Spiritual energy that was a thousand times richer than the outside world erupted from the passage, blowing towards the mountains.
.
Nine-colored runes are rising, and the wind of spiritual energy is whistling. At this moment, Taixuan Sect is like a fairyland.
Lin Yuan stood in front of the passage, wondering why his arrival caused such a big change.
Just when he was extremely confused, a bit of golden light seemed to teleport from the passage into the center of his eyebrows.
A picture naturally emerged in Lin Yuan's mind.
In the void where traces of paths intersect, an ancient monk with blood all over his body sat cross-legged facing the black and red door. His beard and hair were all white, and he no longer had any breath.