Chapter 1750: Setting traps and grabbing fairy weapons with empty hands
It has not been too long since Yang Junxiu entered the Great Luo Immortal Realm, but with the help of the origin she learned from the Emperor Yama under Quwu Mountain, her cultivation level improved extremely quickly!
Under normal circumstances, if Yang Junxiu wants to break through the mid-term bottleneck of Daluo and successfully gather the top double flower, it will take at least many years of accumulation.
However, at this time, with the support of the Sea of Origin, she is indeed very likely to use this to hit the realm of the middle stage of Daluo.
Of course, the key is that Yang Junshan discovered in the center of the basin that the origin of the world of Fengtian was too pure.
Yang Junshan has personally come into contact with the original seas of the Jiutian World and the Zhoutian World. Generally speaking, the purity of the original seas of the former is not as pure as that of the latter.
However, Yang Junshan discovered that the origin of heaven and earth in Fengtian World was even more pure than that in Zhoutian World.
Although Yang Junshan has never come into contact with the origin of heaven and earth in a medium-sized plane world, it can be roughly inferred that the purity of the origin of heaven and earth is directly proportional to the size of the plane world.
The Fengtian world is a super giant plane world that is far wider than the Zhoutian world, and the pure nature of the origin of heaven and earth it breeds is even better than the Zhoutian world.
It is precisely because of this that Yang Junshan is certain that Yang Junxiu will take this opportunity to break through the shackles and reach the middle stage of Da Luo.
When Yang Junshan suddenly heard the news, she was naturally excited. However, she changed her mind and declined: "Brother, this opportunity should be yours. If you can take this opportunity to kill the three corpses and achieve harmony,
Tianzun, who else will be your opponent in this trip to Fengtian World?"
Hearing this, Yang Junshan laughed and said: "Xiu'er, you think of the Hedao realm too simply. Not to mention other constraints, even if you only need a sufficient amount of the source of heaven and earth to advance to the Hedao realm, the accumulated resources in the basin
Even that pool is far from enough!"
"Then I'll take advantage of it!"
Yang Junxiu would not pretend to refuse and be pretentious with her sworn brother, so she agreed generously.
However, Yang Junxiu quickly thought of a question and asked: "But if I practice here to hit the middle stage of Da Luo, I won't be able to get out of the barrier in a short time, and I'm afraid I won't be able to help you by then."
A meaningful smile appeared on Yang Junshan's face, but he said cheerfully: "As long as you meditate and retreat, no one can find this place. With your brother and my ability, it is not difficult to snatch a piece of Taichu Xuanguang from other people's hands."
Yang Junxiu's expression froze slightly when she heard this, but seeing her sworn brother's meaningful smile, she quickly reacted and said with a smile: "Of course, I originally planned to return Taichu Xuanguang first after meeting you, brother.
Here you go, now it seems that this matter should not be urgent."
Yang Junshan smiled and nodded, and said: "Then it's settled. You can rest here and break through in seclusion while I and fellow Taoist Yang Ting leave first."
The brother and sister said goodbye, and Yang Junshan's body transformed into light and disappeared from the sky in an instant.
After Yang Junxiu watched his sworn brother disappear, he slowly retreated into the basin.
It was calm again outside the basin, except for the occasional breeze passing over the ground, causing a slight "sand" sound.
I don’t know how long it took, but the area around the basin remained as quiet as it had been since Yang Junshan left, until a figure suddenly appeared and broke the tranquility here.
The figure that had just appeared seemed to be extremely careful. It circled around the edge of the basin. After confirming again and again that there was no one else around, it finally relaxed and the figure that originally seemed a little illusory became solid.
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With a high crown, bright red robes, a dark and ferocious face, a full face of beards that are like steel needles, and a long sword hanging on his waist, the person who came is none other than the only one in the ghost clan.
The great Luo Immortal Lord, Zhong Kui!
"Fellow Daoist Zhong Kui is too cautious. The Rainbow Escape Technique of my Golden Crow clan is the best in the starry sky. I have confirmed again and again that Yang Junshan has indeed left just now!"
There was no sound coming from the surroundings. This was using the diffusion of spiritual consciousness as a means of communication, obviously to avoid being heard by Yang Junxiu who was in seclusion in the basin.
The person who spoke was none other than Daluo Xianzun Diwu of the Golden Crow Tribe who had escaped from Yang Junshan earlier.
Zhong Kui shook his head solemnly and said: "Yang Junshan is powerful and thoughtful. We can't be too cautious. In fact, Zhong is still doubting whether this is a deliberate set up by Yang Junshan.
The trap is just to lure us out."
Immortal Emperor Diwang smiled dryly and said: "Did you, Daoyou Zhong, exaggerate? We deliberately lurked for most of the day after he left. If it was really a trap, Yang Junshan would have given up long ago. Besides, Daoyou Zhong, the ghost clan is invisible.
The means of concealment may not even be discovered by the Daluo Immortal Lord, but I heard that before the Emperor Yama reached the Hedao realm, he lurked under the nose of Puyuan Tianzun and stole a ray of Hongmeng Purple Qi!"
Hearing Di Wu mention Emperor Yama, a flash of red light flashed in Zhong Kui's eyes, but he quickly shook his head and said, "It's better to be cautious."
At this time, another divine message came: "Then Yang Junshan is nothing special. Back then, I couldn't even fight with him, let alone the three of us joining forces now."
Emperor Diwang was slightly shocked when he heard this and said: "Fellow Taoist Murong actually has such strength, disrespectful!"
Zhong Kui didn't even raise his head when he heard this and said: "Fellow Taoist Murong, how do I remember that Yang Junshan was just a Golden Immortal at that time, and how many years have it been since you, as the leader of the Heliu Sect, advanced to Da Luo?"
Immortal Emperor Diwang looked at Murong Qingtian suspiciously.
When Murong Qingtian heard this, he couldn't help but coughed and said: "At that time, it was just that boy taking advantage of foreign things. Besides, what we are dealing with now is not Yang Junshan, but the white tiger in front of us!"
Zhong Kui looked at the basin at this time and sighed softly: "The innate formation, this is the innate formation, but it was easily changed by Yang Junshan! This person's formation attainments are really amazing!"
Di Wang came to him at this time and said in a deep voice: "As agreed, I only want the Taichu Xuanguang on that white tiger, and everything else will belong to you two."
Having said this, Di Wang paused for a moment, seeming to hesitate, but in the end he seemed to have made up his mind and continued: "Including this basin where the innate formation is located."
However, what Zhong Kui didn't notice was that Di Huan's eyes flickered when he said this. It was obvious that he deliberately concealed something from the two of them.
"In that case, what are you waiting for?"
Murong Qingtian looked like he was gearing up and eager to try. A low-grade immortal weapon, a round-edged ax, was already hovering above his head, as if it could turn into a flying ax at any time and cut off all obstacles in front of him.
Just when Zhong Kui also drew out the Zhengnan Sword and was about to take action, a sigh suddenly came from behind the three of them: "It seems that this fellow Taoist Emperor Wang didn't tell you two that once your fight reaches the center of the basin, this will happen."
The innate formation will be completely ineffective, right?"
"who?"
When Murong Qingtian suddenly turned around, the round-edged ax hovering above his head was already slashing in the direction of the sound.
It's just that his eyes seemed a little scattered at this time, and he was obviously startled by the sudden sound just now.
Zhong Kui's figure is already fading and will soon disappear from sight.
"Yang Junshan!"
Di Wangze had already recognized who it came from when the voice rang out.
Therefore, the first thing he did was not to blindly attack in the direction of the sound, but to vigilantly protect the Red Flame Flying Sword around him.
It was precisely because of his caution that he was not hit by Yang Junshan in the first place.
On the other side, when Murong Qingtian slashed out his natal immortal weapon, he saw that his opponent was actually an existence that made him feel frightened and humiliated from the bottom of his heart.
That Yang Junshan, who when he was only a Golden Immortal, was able to fight fiercely with him as a Great Luo Immortal in the starry sky, and finally tied with him, thus making him almost a shame among the Great Luo Immortal and a laughing stock in the starry sky!
"Fellow Taoist Zhong Kui, fellow Taoist Diwang, please help me quickly!"
Almost subconsciously, even before his immortal weapon flew to Yang Junshan, Murong Qingtian screamed and asked the other two for help.
Then, Murong Qingtian saw a scene that shocked him again!
Facing the flying round-edged axe, Yang Junshan actually stretched out two silver-gleaming palms, and then slapped them hard against each other.
There was a crisp "snap" sound, like a slap on the face, and the originally spinning double-sided round-edged giant ax immediately stopped in mid-air without moving.
And at the other end of this magical weapon, Yang Junshan slapped his hands on the blade of the axe, holding this magical weapon between his hands!
Murong Qingtian tried to use his spiritual consciousness to pull his magic weapon to break free. However, when Yang Junshan's hands slapped the blade of the giant axe, a layer of space force first enveloped the fairy weapon, and then it was wrapped again.
In the town he sealed off, Murong Qingtian was unable to move his natal magic weapon at all.
And just as Yang Junshan took action, a loud roar suddenly came from the basin behind him!
A huge white tiger Dharma Prime roared in the sky, and immediately forced Zhong Kui's already insubstantial figure out again.
Zhong Kui knew something was wrong, so he quickly raised the Zhengnan Immortal Sword from his waist, and Yang Junxiu's sword light, which could split mountains and split the ground like a sword, had already been chopped off on his head.
Even though Zhong Kui was the most adept at fighting head-on among the ghost tribe, facing Yang Junxiu's attack that had been secretly prepared for who knows how long, he couldn't help but be frightened and shaken, not to mention that there was a descendant of the White Tiger among them.
Natural restraint against ghosts.
With just one blow, the Zhengnan Immortal Sword was immediately knocked away amidst bursts of wailing sounds.
Zhong Kui felt that his chest was rushed by an evil spirit, and the circulation of the immortal energy in his body lost its smoothness, and then his whole body was knocked away. Although he knew that he was injured, he took the opportunity to use this huge force to accelerate and try to move outward.