The first thousand two hundred and forty-three chapters close the net
At this time, Akabane Wu landed next to the Tai Chi jade plate and stared at the white bead.
Wang Daoyuan asked: "Aka Yu, what did you see from these white beads?"
Akabane Crow nodded: "There is a Yang attribute energy in this bead, which is similar to the origin of the Golden Crow in my body.
It’s just that this energy is purer than my Golden Crow origin, and its energy level is much higher than mine.”
"Although this bead is white, it has a heat so powerful that even my body cannot bear it.
In the text on the jade plate, there is also a statement about the origin of the sun and the moon.
Thinking about it, these white beads should be related to the sun.
The Golden Crow bloodline in your body should only be about 60%. Compared with the real Golden Crow, there is still a big gap.
I believe that when you transform into a real golden crow, you should be able to catch up with this bead."
Unexpectedly, Akabane Wu shook his head repeatedly: "Father, although I am not a pure-blooded Golden Crow, I have awakened many inherited memories of the Golden Crow clan.
In my memory, even the pure-blood Golden Crow's pure Yang energy in its origin is not as good as this white bead."
Hearing this, Wang Daoyuan was quite surprised.
The Golden Crow clan and the Sun can be said to be the same thing. The Sun of the Qianyuan Realm is the first Golden Crow in the world.
Although the current Golden Crow clan has not obtained all the divine power of the Golden Crow ancestor, they are still the bloodline of the Golden Crow ancestor after all.
Even the origin of the pure-blooded Golden Crow cannot compare to this white bead.
Then it is possible that the level of this bead can match that of the sun.
"Can you improve your own bloodline by swallowing this thing?"
Akabane Wu quickly refused: "The Yang attribute energy of this bead is too violent. If I swallow it, the only way is to be burned to death.
As long as I can keep close to this bead, it will be of great benefit to my growth.
Moreover, I can sense that after this bead absorbs spiritual power, the Yang attribute energy is constantly increasing.
Father, you need to make plans early.
If this thing grows beyond control, the Lingzhu space may not be able to withstand it."
Wang Daoyuan can naturally sense the changes in this bead, but the Yang attribute energy does not increase very quickly.
In the short term, there will be no impact.
"There is no need to worry about the problem of excessive Yang energy for a while.
I will let the Demon Prison set up a formation to restrict this thing from absorbing spiritual energy.
Lest it absorb too much spiritual energy and affect the growth of spiritual plants in the spirit bead space."
The Demon Prison also immediately started to set up the formation. The bases of the formation were all ready-made, and it would not take long to set up the formation.
Wang Daoyuan's soul did not continue to stay in the spirit bead space, but returned to the physical body.
Zhou Luan had been protecting him outside. When he saw his soul coming back, he asked, "How is the treasure?"
Wang Daoyuan shook his head: "This thing has a big background, and I can't figure out its origins, so I can't control it for the time being.
I have asked the Demon Prison to arrange a formation to temporarily suppress this thing.
After solving the demonic cultivators here, go to Juetianyuan and ask the master.
He was the leader of the human race back then, so he should be able to recognize ancient texts.
If you decipher the words on the jade plate, you might be able to control this treasure."
"Then let's wait for the people from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect to take the bait first. We haven't done anything with anyone for a long time, so it's just a good time to practice with these demons."
Wang Daoyuan and Zhou Luan stayed in the lair of the White Bone Palace for a few days, and then Lord Dry Bones came to visit. Wang Daoyuan invited him into the cave.
Seeing Wang Daoyuan, Lord Dry Bones quickly saluted and said, "As expected, the people from the Ten Thousand Demons Cult immediately agreed as soon as they heard that I wanted to exchange the treasure for the Ghost Swordsman's life.
In the past few days, they also figured out the ghost swordsman's behavior.
The junior made an appointment with them to attack the Ghost Swordsman in three days, and the ambush location would be more than three thousand miles southwest of here.
There is a large valley over there, and there is a river in the valley.
The environment in the ancient battlefield is harsh, and there is that kind of gray fog everywhere.
Even the river water is affected by the gray mist, which can block the detection of spiritual consciousness.
I feel sorry for you, senior, and hide in the river, waiting for those people to take action, and then you can take care of them."
Wang Daoyuan also did a lot of covert attacks.
If you can solve the threat of the Ten Thousand Demons Cult, hiding in the water is no big deal.
"Then let's do it like this."
After discussing the matter, Wang Daoyuan and Zhou Luan followed Lord Dry Bones, left the White Bone Palace station, and headed southwest.
If you want to ambush others, you naturally have to go there early.
If he had arrived too late and bumped into the Ten Thousand Demons Sect's gang, it wouldn't have been an ambush.
Naturally, Wang Daoyuan did not pay attention to the combat prowess of the monks of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect.
But they have been able to escape many times in the hands of the Ghost Swordsman, so they are naturally unique.
If they were to arouse the enemy, this group of cultivators would flee in all directions.
In an environment like the ancient battlefield, it would be difficult to capture them all.
The Bone Palace is located on the northeastern edge of the ancient battlefield. Now heading southwest, we are going deep into the ancient battlefield.
The distance of three thousand miles didn't take much effort.
The three of them came to the valley, which was really an excellent place for an ambush.
The valley runs north-south, and although it is not small in size, it is not wide in the east-west direction.
There are many plants and trees in the valley.
When these plants and trees grow in an environment like an ancient battlefield, they become strangely shaped.
There are a small number of low-level demon birds living among the grass and trees, and these demon birds are naturally not normal.
Every one of them was lifeless, without any appearance of living things.
Occasionally, there are one or two shrill bird calls, which makes people's hair stand on end.
This kind of place is really scary. As soon as he entered the valley, Wang Daoyuan felt a little shuddered.
If I didn't have confidence in my own strength, I wouldn't dare to stay here for too long.
Wang Daoyuan smiled and said: "This place is indeed a good place for an ambush."
Lord Dry Bones said respectfully from the side: "I have already made an agreement with the god-transformation monks from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, and they will be here soon.
I have also figured out the movement trajectory of the Ghost Swordsman.
He will definitely come over within three or two days.
Senior, you'd better hide yourself first.
Lest the monks from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect come over and discover your traces."
Wang Daoyuan and Zhou Luan both turned into escaping light and entered the river.
The river is as dark as ink, and when people enter it, it feels like they have fallen into mud.
Zhou Luan is a fire attribute monk and doesn't like getting into water, let alone such a strange environment.
She sent a message to Wang Daoyuan: "Daoyuan, take me into the spirit bead space quickly, I can't stand this kind of environment.
When it's time to take action, release me."
After putting Zhou Luan into the spirit bead space, Wang Daoyuan waited quietly in the river.
Half a day later, a figure appeared out of thin air above the valley.
A hoarse voice came out of his mouth: "Is Fellow Daoist Dry Bones here?"
In a special environment like the ancient battlefield, the voice is more reliable than the consciousness.
Lord Dry Bones emerged from a bush: "Are you the bloodthirsty fellow Taoist? I'm over here.
The target may appear at any time, so quickly find a place to hide."
The Bloodthirsty True Monarch landed in the bushes beside the Dry Bone True Monarch: "We have seven people here this time, and we have already figured out the surrounding situation.
Everyone else has found hiding places everywhere, and I came out just to see if fellow Taoist friends were here."
"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I've been here for most of the day.
I previously sent people to inquire about the ghost swordsman's movements. Within three days, the ghost swordsman will definitely pass through this valley.
Please inform other fellow Taoists that they must hide themselves and never expose their flaws."
The Bloodthirsty Lord patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist Dry Bones, the others have already been prepared.
In the past two years or so, we have suffered a lot at his hands.
They besieged him several times, but he escaped every time.
This time with fellow Taoist joining us, we have received another big boost, and we will definitely be able to keep the Ghost Swordsman.
The Zhenhai Sect attacked the Bone Palace without any reason, which was also a slap in the face of all the demon cultivators.
We are all demonic cultivators, connected with the same spirit.
Attacking the Bone Palace means attacking us.
We will definitely help the White Bone Palace to avenge this revenge."
The Bloodthirsty Lord and the Dry Bone Lord fought for a long time before quietly leaving.
Lord Dry Bones cursed in his heart: "As soon as I heard that I was going to hand over the treasure, you little turtle grandson can speak human language.
When my White Bone Palace was attacked by Zhenhaizong, I didn't see you show up."
Wang Daoyuan had been hiding in the dark river water for nearly three days. Suddenly, a hoarse cry came from the north end of the valley.
This sound was very familiar to Wang Daoyuan. It was the sound of the Ghost Swordsman sitting down on the Peng Bird Corpse Puppet.
His heart tightened, the Ghost Swordsman had arrived, and it was time to take action.
Regarding the ambush, Wang Daoyuan did not communicate with the Ghost Swordsman.
The Ghost Swordsman is just a bait, it doesn't matter whether he is dead or alive.
If a ghost swordsman is injured, the Zhenhai Sect will not suffer any damage.
This time I want to severely damage the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, so I don’t have to worry about the Ten Thousand Demons Sect causing trouble again in the future.
Even if Zhenhaizong suffered some losses, it would not be a big deal.
Soon, a huge half-bald roc appeared above the ancient world.
The ghost swordsman is carrying a long sword and standing on the back of the bird.
At this moment, a bloody light rose into the sky and pointed directly at the ghost swordsman on Pengniao's back.
In ancient battlefields, there are many kinds of moths.
Being attacked suddenly, the ghost swordsman couldn't figure out the details of his opponent and didn't dare to take the attack easily.
His entire body turned into a black escaping light, dodging the bloody light attack.
At this time, several more attacks came to attack him.
The strength of the ghost swordsman is naturally much stronger than that of the god-transforming monks from the Ten Thousand Demons Cult.
But he is only a monk in the middle stage of becoming a god, and he can cope with attacks from several people at the same time.
Seeing that he was being surrounded, the Pengniao Corpse Puppet also changed its direction and flew to the side of the Ghost Swordsman, blocking all attacks for him.
The Pengniao Corpse Puppet is also a ten-thousand-year-old corpse puppet. Its physical body is so strong that ordinary monks in the late stage of spiritual transformation cannot break it.
Several attacks were taken by the Pengniao Corpse Puppet, and the Bloodthirsty True Monarch showed his figure: "Fellow Taoists, please come out. If we don't take down the Ghost Swordsman this time, you won't be willing to give in.
And fellow Daoist Dry Bones, the Ghost Swordsman has come out, so don’t hide it anymore.”
Before he finished speaking, six god-transformation monks emerged from various places in the valley.
"Ghost Swordsman, today is the day you die."
"You slashed me with three swords, and I will return three swords to you today."
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Several god-transformation monks from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect have fought against the ghost swordsman many times.
But every time they fought, they suffered heavy losses.
The Ghost Swordsman looked disdainful: "It seems that there is really no one in the Ten Thousand Demons Sect. They are all you losers who are beating us here and there.
They besieged me several times before, but they always ran away in despair.
Now you dare to confront me head-on, do you not want to live?"
Lord Dry Bones also flew out from a bush: "Ghost Swordsman, please stop being so arrogant. I will kill you today to avenge my disciples who died in the White Bone Palace."
He caressed a Qiankun Ring on his hand, and then a skeleton only five or six feet long appeared.
This skeleton resembles that of a cat-like monster. Although it is small in size, the fluctuations of spiritual power it emits are not weak.
Sixth-level monsters are generally very large, often tens to hundreds of feet long.
Many monsters can change their shapes on their own, and monsters thousands of feet long are not that unusual.
But monsters that are only a few feet long are really rare.
There was no trace of disdain on the Ghost Swordsman's face, but on the contrary, he was very dignified.
He could see that this skeleton was not simple.
Lord Dry Bones smiled and said: "Today, I and all the fellow Taoists from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect have joined forces to make sure you stay.
The Zhenhai Sect lost a mid-stage god-transformation monk and a ten-thousand-year-old corpse puppet, which can be regarded as a serious injury.
Fellow Taoists, to whom I give the treasures of the Bone Palace will depend on which of you has contributed more."
There must be a brave man under a big reward, and the bargaining chip offered by Dry Bones True Lord is not just a big reward.
Whoever can obtain the treasure that cultivates the cultivators of the gods will become the future overlord of the Seven Star Sea Immortal Realm.
The monks of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect were red-eyed at that time, and the Bloodthirsty Lord patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry, my fellow Taoist withered bones, the little ghost swordsman is not worth mentioning.
I think your bone puppet is unusual, it should be able to hold off the Pengniao Corpse Puppet for a while.
Fellow Taoist, please hold the corpse puppet, so we can kill the ghost swordsman as soon as possible."
Lord Dry Bones nodded, and the bone puppet jumped high like a civet cat.
It was so fast that the Pengniao Corpse Puppet didn't have time to dodge.
The two front claws were like knives, slicing through the body of the Pengniao Corpse Puppet.
Clang
The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and several scratches appeared on the chest of the Pengniao Corpse Puppet.
The body of the Ten Thousand Years Corpse Puppet is so powerful, but under the claw of this Bone Puppet, its defense was actually broken.
Seeing that the Bone Puppet has achieved great success with one blow, the confidence of everyone in the Ten Thousand Demon Sect has greatly increased.
Seven people took action together and besieged the ghost swordsman.
These people had besieged the Ghost Swordsman many times before, but they failed to take advantage. Instead, they suffered a lot of losses.
Now the victory is in hand. Those who contribute more will also get treasures. The seven people share their efforts.
As soon as he took action, he used all kinds of desperate moves.
One man is trying his best, but ten men are hard to match.
The Ghost Swordsman was besieged by seven desperate people, so he was naturally surrounded by danger.
Wang Daoyuan has been using his spiritual consciousness to explore the situation outside. Although his spiritual consciousness is restricted by the gray fog, the fierce battle of the god-transformation monks is too loud.
With a little bit of spiritual awareness, you can sense the approximate location of the battle.
A group of people fought for half a quarter of an hour, and the ghost swordsman was already covered in wounds.
Everyone else's attention is also on the Ghost Swordsman.
Wang Daoyuan felt that it was time to close the net.
Jumping up from the small river full of black water, he also unleashed his magical powers.
Everything within a thousand miles was instantly suppressed by the laws of space.
Wang Daoyuan laughed loudly: "This trip was really not in vain, I actually met eight demon cultivators.
After killing them all, the Ten Thousand Demons Cult will probably be bruised."