After hurriedly running for four to five hundred miles, Xie Duanyang descended halfway up the mountain to escape the light.
It is said to be a mountain peak, but it is actually just a larger barren hill.
Directly release Tu Xingsun to sink more than thirty feet underground, and hastily use the petrification technique to construct a place.
Without enough time to carve it carefully, Xie Duanyang threw the red sky furnace and turned it into a double-eared furnace cauldron that was only about the same height as a human.
With a long sigh of relief, Xie Duanyang released his right hand and spread his palm.
The bone relics flew up on their own without being activated by magic power and turned into the size of a wheel.
The originally pale bone beads were actually covered with a layer of bright red blood, flowing continuously on the smooth surface, faster and faster.
This is because we have swallowed too much flesh and blood essence today and have not yet fully digested it.
A layer of dark ghost mist emerges from the outside of the bone beads.
Waves of extremely weird ghostly cries came from nowhere, sometimes sharp and rapid, sometimes hoarse and dull.
It makes people's blood boil and makes them feel unspeakably uncomfortable.
Along the way, he had already used his "gold-melting and iron-melting hand", and he was able to barely suppress it.
Now that he has lost control, the bone beads twist and turn, trying to attack Xie Duanyang.
As soon as it made any move, Hongluo Tianlu rose into the sky and swallowed it up.
With a "bang" sound, the furnace door closed tightly.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding".
Like headless flies, the white bone relics hit the furnace wall crazily, with such force that the furnace shook uncontrollably.
Xie Duanyang had anticipated this and calmly threw out the last Taoist Talisman that had not been used in front of Han Li, placing them on both sides of the furnace.
Pushing forward with four palms, the same "gold-melting and iron-melting hand" was lifted up, and the stone chamber suddenly became hot and dry.
The white bone relics will be suppressed immediately and will no longer move.
Seeing that the movement in the furnace had mostly subsided, Xie Duanyang had time to separate out his spiritual thoughts and ordered Tu Xingsun to take the array array flags and set up the array outside the hill.
No matter how turbulent the war is outside, he can safely refine his weapons here.
While suppressing the hostility and resentment in the bone relics, it also mainly takes the opportunity to sort out and calm down one's own magical state of mind.
Five full days and five nights have passed, and Xie Duanyang's expression has become extremely calm, and his anger has been greatly reduced.
Putting away the dim incarnation talisman, he used two fingers to pick up the bone relics from the furnace that shrunk to the size of his fist. Xie Duanyang squinted and looked at it carefully.
Not only has the bloody light and black mist been refined by him with real fire, but the appearance of the bone beads themselves has also been greatly changed.
Although this object was originally smooth, the nature of the white bones is still very obvious, pale and white, which is very eye-catching.
But after being refined with real fire for so long, I can no longer see even half of the bones.
It is warm and firm to the touch, white as cut fat, like fine mutton-fat white jade.
But Xie Duanyang knew very well that if he was slightly careless and fed enough essence, blood and essence, he would definitely rebel.
"Before we get the real method of sacrifice, this thing will continue to be strengthened.
No, even if you get the original method, you still need to be extremely careful..."
Then he added a few more prohibition talismans to the bone relic and put it away. He drank the spirit wine and quietly restored his magic power.
Six hours, half a day.
After estimating the time and waiting patiently until dark, Xie Duanyang carefully escaped from the ground.
The incident was even bigger than Xie Duanyang imagined in advance.
In a few days, the news of Wang Chan's death was enough to spread.
It is conceivable that the Ghost Spirit Sect was so angry that they stopped trying to suppress the remaining forces of the seven sects for a while.
Gather half of the foundation-building and alchemy-forming monks who are currently staying in Vietnam, and release him from the place where he died to catch the murderer.
Even Tian Bugui and the two who left in time that day were inevitably suspected by the Ghost Spirit Sect.
Although Xie Duanyang didn't know exactly how many troops the other party used, he could roughly guess it just by looking at the Ghost Spirit Gate's iconic phosphorus fire dotted in the sky in the distance.
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Fortunately, the relationship between the six sects is not harmonious, and the other sects mostly have the attitude of watching the show, not participating, and even creating some obstacles in secret.
His current location is extremely far away from the battlefield that day, well beyond the range of the Alchemy Monk's spiritual consciousness, and even the Nascent Soul Monk is beyond his reach.
Reversing the Five Elements Formation is also really subtle.
Otherwise, maybe some clues will be discovered.
However, Xie Duanyang is quite curious as to whether those Yuanying old monsters from Ghost Spirit Sect will take action.
Before the war broke out between the seven sects and the six demonic sects, the Nascent Soul monks had secretly discussed each other and made rules that were limited to the pill formation period at most.
Otherwise, even if the demonic power is far stronger than the seven sects, if the opponent is cornered and there is no need to worry about it, then they will lurk specifically to attack the pill-forming and foundation-building disciples.
There is no good way for the Six Demonic Sects. Even if they are killed in the end, the price will be too high to bear.
Don't look at it now, the Yue Kingdom is almost over, and the seven factions have surrendered and evacuated.
But if the Ghost Spirit Sect dispatches Nascent Soul masters because Wang Chan died, I'm afraid it will still be fun.
"Calculating the time, Han Li will soon be able to completely repair the teleportation array!"
The Nascent Soul was too far away, so Xie Duanyang just thought about it, put it down, and started focusing on more important things.
The ghost gate has made this place so tight. Not only is it unlikely to affect Han Li, but it also makes it very inconvenient for him to leave.
It would be better to stir up the water a little more.
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At noon, the scorching sun shines directly down.
A group of monks wearing green robes from the Ghost Spirit Sect patrolled listlessly.
The Ghost Spirit Gate technique is good at controlling ghosts and monsters. At this time, its power must be weakened by at least three or two points.
What's more, they were sent to patrol and blockade the surrounding areas to arrest the murderer of the young sect leader Wang Chan, and missed the lucrative business of looting those cultivating immortal families.
Of course I can't arouse the slightest interest.
Just when the foundation-building monks leading the team were planning to find a shady place to rest after finishing their journey around the lake.
The sword flashed.
A figure suddenly emerged from the canopy of the tree next to it, releasing dozens of sword auras visible to the naked eye, covering the entire team of monks.
Even if the ghost guard foundation-building monk hurriedly flew out a gray-white skull to block it in front of him, it would be useless.
Flesh and blood flying everywhere.
In just one move, seven out of ten monks died.
Only two young qi-training monks with the lowest level of cultivation were left, and they fled in panic.
A hundred feet away, Xie Duanyang lurked underground, watching this scene coldly from the perspective of the Taoist Fu Lu soldiers.
This is already his fourth attack in a day and a half. Each time, he kills the leader of the team and frees one or two of the lowest Qi cultivators.
Although the number of times is not many, it is obvious that some changes have occurred in the scheduling of the Ghost Spirit Sect.
Next, he will not take action again.
Just wait quietly for Han Li to activate the ancient teleportation array and leave.
Another half day.
"It's now."
Looking at the faint yellow light rising hundreds of miles away, Xie Duanyang was determined, knowing that it was a vision of the ancient teleportation array being activated.
Soon, the Ghost Spirit Sect's attention will be drawn to the canyon where the spirit mine is located.
At the same time, it is also the best time to leave.