Zhang Wenfeng, who was standing on the top of a tree, silently observed the rolling yellow sand whizzing back and forth about thirty feet above his head. He noticed the chaotic Yang evil spirit, ghost energy and demonic energy. For a while, he couldn't tell which ones were causing the trouble.
What monster?
There are not just one or two, but groups of them wandering in the air, hiding in the yellow sand and causing mischief.
There were three groups of extremely powerful auras, peering at him from the thick yellow sand. They were unscrupulous and provocative. All kinds of beasts, ghosts howling, and human cries were mixed in the storm, trying to disturb the soul of the Taoist priest below.
Looking at a group of aura as powerful as the third level through the sand and fog, Zhang Wenfeng thought for a long time, and gradually began to have a guess in his mind. When the black shadow appeared directly in front of him again, Zhang Wenfeng suddenly drew his sword, and a green-gold sword light suddenly appeared.
Cut it off.
He now chants sutras in preparation to activate his supernatural power, and then draws his sword. There is almost no gap in between, and it is almost at its peak.
A sharp roar pierced the air, like a mighty sword, silencing the noisy and strange sounds in the sky.
The powerful rolling yellow sand above our heads also showed a moment of lag.
The light of the sword easily tore through the yellow sand and mist, making a harsh sound of breaking leather and silk, which penetrated the world.
The weak mixed aura that bore the brunt was shocked on the spot, unable to dodge or resist. Wherever the sword light passed, the body and soul dispersed into a ball of yang evil black energy.
The black shadow monster screamed and threw several bone weapons, trying to buy time for itself to retreat. However, the mantis arm blocked the vehicle, and the bone weapon was vulnerable to a blow. It exploded into fragments and powder. The black shadow was locked by the sword light, as if it was trapped in viscosity.
, the pressure is extremely high, and the escape speed is slow.
It screamed in terror and spewed fist-sized clouds of black sand mist.
"Peng Peng Peng", there were several explosions in succession, the sword light was sharp and unstoppable, like a knife cutting tofu, in a straight line, cutting in the middle of the exhausted black shadow from a distance of dozens of feet.
With a crack of two ounces, it exploded into a cloud of black gas and yellow sand that filled the sky.
The air suddenly felt like a wasp exploding its nest, and all kinds of smells fled in panic. In just a moment, the area around the island was completely empty.
Zhang Wenfeng noticed that there were as many as nine powerful air masses like that. The other groups were hidden more secretly and were arranged in all directions. He used his sword to scare away all the evil-minded guys, and then he was able to discover them.
Hidden traces.
Before he knew what was true, he would not rush into the yellow sand and mist to fight with the opponent, causing those guys' attempts to fail. He had the upper hand, and the power of his sword also made all monsters fearful.
The killing air mass did not completely die, it was scattered and turned into countless low-level beings.
He understood that these monsters were the world spirits of this blessed land, just like when Xin Yue took him through the secret passage into the underground Yin River, the bridge spirits that tried to suppress the bridge piers at both ends were man-made things.
In this closed space, world spirits are immortal existences.
The blessed land fell and collapsed, and the guarding world spirits that had penetrated into the various nodes of the blessed land ran out. They had been doing evil for who knows how many years. As a result, the beast souls of the people who died in the blessed land could not go to the underworld, but instead became evil spirits who helped the evil spirits.
He suspected that the door that could not be opened normally had something to do with these rebellious world spirits?
"Taoist, no matter how powerful you are, so what? You can't kill any of us, Gaga, come and kill us."
"If you have the ability, let's challenge each other!"
"Coward, hiding on the island is useless. Come out."
From the yellow sand mist in the distance, there was a sharp taunting sound.
Miscellaneous strange sounds were vented in the direction of the island.
Zhang Wenfeng put his sword back into its sheath. His Hunran sword was contaminated with some evil energy, and it took him a long time to get rid of it. Later, the Daolu Academy compensated him with a magical sword that was similar to the Hunran sword and placed it in the storage space for later use.
The great achievements of him and Tu Kun in killing the guardian of the Witch Clan and the two third-level masters, plus the return of the golden elixir and the proceeds from the body exchange, as well as the later achievements of intercepting Luanmenmei and Bai Feng's clone, made the immortals watch.
The treasure house was replenished with many second- and third-level materials, crystal stones, elixirs, and seventeen or eight rare fourth-level materials. He earned fifty thousand from the spiritual energy stones, and he now has nearly ten thousand spiritual energy stones piled up in his storage space.
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I heard from Protector Xie that the merit points earned by the Immortal Spirit Temple currently rank first in the Da'an Dynasty.
At that time, the merit points can be used to exchange for the treasures of magic weapons, materials, crystals, etc. in the Daolu Academy's treasure house. After the three secret realms of the Da'an Dynasty are opened one after another, they can exchange for several places to enter the blessed land for treasure hunting experience. There are many benefits.
This is also a secret that Zhang Wenfeng is qualified to understand only after he has been promoted to the realm of freedom and the Immortal Spirit Temple has been promoted to the sect.
Looking at the scene of the dancing demons with an indifferent expression, Zhang Wenfeng responded slowly: "The world spirits are causing chaos, the ghosts are working for the tigers, and the paradise will be destroyed. How long can you be arrogant? Do you really think you can live forever?"
The noise fell into silence.
They didn't seem to expect the Taoist priest to know their whereabouts so quickly.
After a while, a scream rang out: "You stinking Taoist priest, you can't escape? This is a death place!"
"Yes, you can't open the door to the blessed land and die with us... No, when the pond dries up, it will be your time. Gaga, we will watch you die and die, and we will be miserable!"
"I'm going to suck out the soul of the stinking Taoist priest and light up the sky lantern. No one is allowed to stop me."
The noise started again and the group attacked.
Zhang Wenfeng needed to know the information about this place, and quarreling was also a way. He already knew that the world spirit could not fall on the island, and that he would be safe until the water below dried up. He said coldly: "If I can come in, I can go out.
You should worry more about yourselves, you are a bunch of ignorant and ignorant people, poor people who have no life or the next life."
"Ah, the three portals leading out of the blessed land have been completely destroyed. Do you think you are a fifth-level master who can take advantage of the eve of the shattered land to break the nodes and get out? Stop dreaming."
"Stinky Taoist, in less than twenty years, your end will be even more pitiful than a pitiful creature, just wait and see."
"Ten years at most to make him look good."
"Boy, you know you're afraid. Obediently hand over all the treasures on your body and kowtow ten thousand times to spare your life."
The world spirits yelled and cursed so hard that no one dared to appear within two miles of the island.
The Taoist priest's sword attack scared them so much that they didn't dare to do anything wrong.
Although they are immortal here, if their soul cores and spirit bodies are broken up, they will lose their superior cultivation status and become the lowest existence, forever losing any chance of escape.
No one is a fool, and no one will sacrifice themselves to help others.
Even if there is a chance, they don't mind using the Taoist priest's sword to trick and scheme other world spirits.
Zhang Wenfeng listened with a grim look on his face, does it only take ten years for the water to dry up? Then he must find a way to get out before then.
When he seemed to be in the cold, he made some sarcastic remarks and stirred up trouble again. Many world spirits refused to suffer, and they started arguing and scolding each other. Gradually, he heard that there were many conflicts among the world spirits.
Perhaps, we can drive a wedge between the world spirits and provoke them to fight among themselves.
I hope these world spirits know how to get out.
He could also use the excuse of going out with them as a condition to explore the situation and talk about a deal, but it was not advisable to act too hastily at the moment and wait for some time.
The two sides faced off and quarreled all night long.
White fish belly appeared on the horizon, and all the world spirits dispersed in all directions with their lingering ghosts.
They had been holding back in despair for too long, and finally came to a stranger without vomiting.
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