Celestial Immortal

 The next day, the sky was dark and rainy.

At night, in the open space behind the mountain, the lights are brightly lit. A group of warriors from the wilderness tribe wearing animal skins and wearing colorful masks that look ferocious, like ghosts and beasts, dance around bonfires and perform Nuo operas.

In the middle of the bonfires, a huge earth altar protruded. The second elder of Zhangqiu led several wizards in black robes to kneel on the ground and muttered something.

On the giant wooden table of the earth altar, fruits, vegetables and beasts are piled up into hills, and green smoke is curled up into balls.

 The whole scene was extremely lively.

 Nuo sacrifice originated from the totem worship of primitive society. It exorcises ghosts and diseases, sacrifices to gods and dances with ghosts, and honors gods and fulfills their wishes. It is widely spread in the wilderness of southwest China.

Especially after the "blood sacrifice trend" became popular, Nuo opera, which was originally designed to communicate with ghosts and gods and fulfill wishes to gods, became even more popular and became one of the media methods to communicate with Litian witches and gods.

The Zhangqiu people have long been accustomed to this scene.

　　But today, many members of the Zhangqiu tribe looked at each other and secretly beat their drums in their hearts.

 Recently, they have been busy with internal strife and running around, but they have not captured monsters or fairies, and they have no tribute to sacrifice.

 For a time, the tribesmen were talking a lot.

In the crowd, young Xiaoyun looked calm and walked slowly to the Zhangqiu clan leader, looking at his father quietly.

The Zhangqiu patriarch felt ashamed. When his son looked over, he didn't dare to look at him and turned his head away subconsciously.

“Dad, is this Nuo play prepared for me?”

Xiaoyun had no expression on his face. He looked at his father and then at all the tribesmen. He saw that all of them had expressions of astonishment on their faces, so he continued:

“You want to sacrifice me with blood and sacrifice me to the Witch God Li Tian?”

　　Boom!

　　　When the people around Zhangqiu saw the young man Xiaoyun telling the truth, their expressions changed drastically, and they seemed a little panicked.

 “Xiaoyun, you.”

 “Hehe~”

Xiaoyun smiled sadly and said seriously:

“Yesterday, you adults were discussing something. I heard it clearly. You want to trade me for the [Shaman God Yin Pill].”

 After saying that, the young boy Xiaoyun ignored everyone and focused his gaze on his father. He had a stern look on his face, but he was a little nervous inside, expecting something.

However, to his disappointment, the Zhangqiu patriarch stood straight on the spot, silent and trembling slightly.

 In fact, at this moment, the Zhangqiu clan leader was in great torment. The child's hopeful gaze was like a sharp blade, making his heart bleed. What did he want to explain?

However, no matter what you say, it all seems pale and feeble.

As a clan leader, the reproduction of the race is above all else. What he does is the most basic survival rule in this wild and wild world. When the end of the line is reached, it is also common to "change children to eat".

As a "father", he has no shame to speak. Whatever he says is an evil deed that will be struck by thunder from heaven.

 “Hehe~”

The young man smiled sadly, feeling sad in his heart.

Having grown up in the wilderness, he is very familiar with the laws of survival. When he was a child, he had seen his childhood playmates "suddenly" disappear many times. As a child who was born and raised in the wilderness, he was accustomed to blood sacrifices. Even if one day, fate falls on you.

The reason why he asked was that all he wanted was for his father to say "no" even if it didn't happen in the end.

Unfortunately.

"I see."

The young man Xiaoyun took a deep look at his father, pursed his lips, and walked forward without saying anything else.

Upon seeing the young man's actions, the Zhangqiu tribesmen's expressions changed. They thought Xiaoyun wanted to escape. However, to their surprise, the young man Xiaoyun walked straight to the high altar with a determined expression, like a wounded wolf. , without looking back, one step at a time.

Seeing this scene, the Zhangqiu people all fell silent.

 “Boom!”

 After a thunderous sound, black wind rolled and whistled in the open space behind the mountain.

 The evil wind is rolling, and the evil spirit is awe-inspiring.

This is clearly a sign before the arrival of the Witch God.

If it were an ordinary blood sacrifice, the boys and girls would stand on a high platform, waiting for their fate to come, and each one would be frightened. They would cry loudly to their parents, crying loudly and loudly, begging their parents to be gentle and take them home.

However, the young man Xiaoyun looked calm and stood on the high platform. The dark wind was blowing, making the sleeves of the young man on the high platform rustle like a strong grass in the wind. He was stubborn, aloof and persevering.

Perhaps the communication spell of the second elder Zhangqiu worked, and the wind in the valley became more and more violent.

 “Boom!”

After a harsh tearing sound, an extremely twisted hole was torn out of thin air in the void above the valley.

 At first it was extremely narrow, only about the size of a palm.

Immediately, the twisting crack grew larger and larger, and in the blink of an eye, a large irregular void hole with a radius of several feet appeared, constantly sucking in something.

Not long after, a giant black figure slowly emerged from the cave. It had the body of a sheep and a giant twisted horn of a sheep above its head. It was ten feet tall, suspended high in the sky, blocking the clouds and the sun.

The sky was already dark, and at this moment, the valley became even darker.

The Zhangqiu people in the valley were frightened when they saw the tall and majestic ghosts and gods. Without saying a word, they all knelt down and prostrated on the ground, kowtowing and worshiping incessantly. They were extremely pious.

Zhangqiu Clan Chief and Second Elder were no exception. They all knelt on the ground and shouted:

 “Welcome to the Holy Sheep God Envoy!”

 “Dong dong dong dong!”

 In the valley, the sound of kowtows could be heard endlessly. The only person standing at the scene was the young boy Xiaoyun.

He stood proudly, with his head slightly raised, looking up at the sky above the valley, looking at the god-like Demon Sheep Witch God, with a calm expression.

After the Demon Sheep God Envoy appeared, he glanced at the prostrate tribesmen in the valley and quickly lost interest. Then, his eyes fell on Xiaoyun. After looking at him, he was quite satisfied:

“That’s right, that’s right. It’s just the good seedling that the king asked for.”

In the past, young Xiaoyun would have felt timid when he saw the tall ghosts and gods. However, today Xu experienced a big change and saw the most frightening scene in his heart. His soft heart suddenly became stronger.

Even though the Demon God was so powerful that it made him tremble all over, he still gritted his teeth and raised his head stubbornly:

“I’m here, where is [Witch God Yin Dan]?”

The Demon Sheep Witch God was stunned when he heard this, and then he reacted and laughed wantonly:

“Little doll, you are really interesting. I have seen a lot of boys and girls. You are the first one to talk to me like this. You are indeed the king’s favorite!”

 After finishing speaking, the Demon Sheep Witch God stretched out his hand, and a treasure box shining with light appeared in his hand:

“I am the most honest among all the gods in Litian. I tell the truth, and I will never ruin your tribute with my spit or nail.”

 After saying that, the ghost in the sky reached out and pushed, and the treasure box in his hand flew towards the crowd in the valley.

The second elder of Zhangqiu had quick eyes and quick hands. He reached out to pick up the treasure box. When he looked into it with his consciousness, he found a golden elixir lying quietly in the treasure box. His face was full of joy and he came to the clan leader as if offering a treasure.

 “Clan leader, shaman **** Yin Dan”

The Zhangqiu clan chief looked down at the treasure box. He hesitated to speak, and subconsciously looked at the young man on the high platform.

Just in time, Xiaoyun also took a deep look at the Zhangqiu clan leader and smiled sadly:

“Yesterday I overheard your conversation and wanted to fly away, but I stayed. Do you know why?”

The Zhangqiu clan leader and second elder were stunned for a moment. They looked at the treasure box in front of them, and their expressions changed slightly.

 “Could it be.”

　　For a moment, they all twitched and fell into silence. They turned their heads away, not daring to look at the young man in front of them anymore, feeling ashamed in their hearts.

 “Haha~ It’s not for your [Witch God Yin Pill].”

Xiaoyun's tone was calm. After speaking, he turned around and looked at the ghosts and gods covering the sun.

At this moment, the scene from yesterday appeared in his mind, and he said leisurely:

“I have a sword that can shake the sky, split the earth, hang mountains, topple seas, cut down mountains and destroy temples, kill monsters and eliminate demons!”

 “Hahaha~”

 “Boy, you have such a loud tone. People who don’t know, may think you are the reincarnation of a great power.”

The Demon Sheep Witch God grinned widely, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. He laughed wantonly, making the mountains tremble slightly and the dark clouds dispersed.

However, this laughter went away just as quickly as it came.

 After a moment, that wanton smile suddenly stopped.

Even, the Demon Sheep Witch God showed a look of horror on his face.

For no other reason, a terrifying and powerful aura erupted from the young man Xiaoyun, and a white snake crawled out of the young man suddenly and entangled himself on him.

That terrifying and powerful aura came from this white snake!

 “Third rank. Third rank cultivation”

The voice of the Demon Sheep Witch God trembled slightly. He knew that the young man in front of him was accompanied by a spiritual snake and was born with supernatural powers, but he never expected that in addition to a small green snake, there was also such a terrifying white snake protecting his path.

This white snake's Taoism and cultivation are actually much higher than him, and he is a serious third-grade old monster.

 “Hiss!”

 It’s too late, but it’s soon!

When the Demon Sheep Witch God was horrified, the white snake entrenched on the young Xiaoyun opened its mouth and spit out a flying sword.

 “Whoops!”

 A sword light shot up into the sky, and the sword light was vast.

The dim valley suddenly became completely white, and nothing could be seen in the valley. Only the Zhangqiu clan chief and the second elder, who were fifth-grade Taoist practitioners, had strong spiritual consciousness and could see through the vast sword light and see what was happening in the sky.

I saw that the fairy sword spit out by the white snake flew high into the sky and turned into a green dragon bursting with divine light. After a shocking dragon roar, it turned into a sword light that penetrated the heaven and earth.

This is the top magical power [Qinglong True Body] displayed by Chu Chen [Liukjia Yagami Qinglong Sword], mobilizing the power of the four images, condensing the body of the Qinglong, and stimulating the power of the laws of heaven and earth. The power of heaven is unpredictable.

 Once he takes action, it is a killer move that hits the bottom of the box.

Seeing the white snake spitting out a fairy sword with a sharp edge that condensed the power of the four gods, the Demon Sheep Witch God might have also glimpsed the edge of the fairy sword. He was horrified in his heart, and subconsciously used his special magical power. He bowed around, and the horns boiled out from the top of his head, turning into a giant Spiral, pushed up.

This is his magical power [Shaking the Sky Vault] at the bottom of the box. He has cultivated a ram's horn into a powerful magic weapon. It is indestructible, can shake the sky and the earth, and can kill anyone. It is infinitely powerful. It is the magical method he relied on most in the past.

However, a shocking scene happened.

In the past, the ram's horn, which was invincible and comparable to a magic weapon and a divine weapon, seemed to be made of paper in front of the Qinglong sword energy. The Qinglong sword light easily chopped it off.

 A giant ram's horn fell from the air, blood flew, and fell to the ground.

“Third-grade old monster. High-level shape-shifting magic weapon”

The horn of the goat with both life and life on top was chopped off with a sword. The Demon Sheep Witch God looked horrified, his liver and gallbladder were split with fear, and his heart was trembling.

Although he also has third-level magic power, he came by plundering living things and practicing magic skills. His Taoism is far behind, and he is only a fourth-level Taoist. However, the opponent has a serious upper-level third-level magical power, and, in his hand What a magic weapon.

 “Whoops!”

While thinking, the Qinglong Sword turned around, let out a shocking dragon roar, and killed again.

When the Demon Sheep Witch God saw this, he trembled in fright. They had just had a face-to-face fight, and he already knew that he was no match at all. If the fight continued, he would die without knowing how.

As the saying goes, those who understand current affairs are heroes, so he immediately gave up:

"Fellow Taoist! Misunderstanding! This is a misunderstanding. The little **** is ignorant of Lingyun Mu and bumps into the little noble man."

The white snake transformed by Chu Chen saw that the other party gave in, looked at the other party up and down, and asked:

“Are you Li Tianzi Temple, the master of Demon Sheep Temple?”

 “Exactly!”

The Demon Sheep Witch God looked happy when he saw that the other party knew his identity, thinking that the other party was afraid of his own king, and he gave birth to hope:

“Exactly, I dare to ask you, who is this holy fellow? I also ask you, for the sake of my King Litian, to let the little **** live!”

“Who is Litian Witch God? He deserves to be given face by a poor man!”

Chu Chen looked disdainful, but in his heart he was overjoyed.

He heard that the Litian Witch God personally selected the talented young man and selected the reincarnation of Mr. Qingyun, so he secretly expected that the Witch God who came for this blood sacrifice might have an extraordinary identity.

 The result did not disappoint him.

This time it was the Demon Sheep Witch God from Li Tianzi Temple who took action in person.

 Seriously, you can’t find it even if you wear iron shoes, and it doesn’t take any effort to get it.

　　　“Presumptuous!”

The Demon Sheep Witch God’s roar contained a bit of fear.

The reason why he dared to stay even though he knew he was outmatched was because his boss was the source of his confidence. In the eight southwest states, even a thousand-year-old weirdo with second-level cultivation would give face to his king and would not betray him easily. .

 However, the man in front of him was extremely arrogant and did not give any face to the gods of Li Tian.

“If you dare to kill me, my king will kill you suddenly!”

 “Hahaha~”

Chu Chen laughed loudly and his eyes fell on the crack in space behind the Demon Sheep Witch God.

　　【Fire Eyes and Thunder Eyes】Peep through the illusion, travel through time and space, and see a magnificent temple standing in the mountains on the other side of the space rift.

It is the Litianzi Temple - the Demon Sheep God's Palace!

The next moment, Chu Chen stretched out his hand to reach towards the Demon Sheep Witch God.

The Demon Sheep Witch God quickly used his escape method to avoid it.

　　　　　　　　　　　But he ignored him, and a divine seal immediately appeared in his palm, surrounded by the three-color divine light of the sun, moon, and stars.

 It is the ancestral master's magic weapon - [Dutian Dharma Lord's Seal].

 “Whoops!”

Dutian Dharma Master Seal flew into the crack in the void, shuttled through the void, and came to the other end of the crack.

 The divine seal soars to the sky, and the sky is filled with three rays of divine water, pouring down like a celestial river.

This seal governs the evil spirits and demon kings in the six caves in the world. Whenever there are evil spirits who do evil, dragons and mirages create demons and cause trouble to the people. Once this seal comes out, the evil spirits will be destroyed. The only magic weapon of the temple.

 “Boom!”

 In the blink of an eye, on the other side of the crack in the void, the temple collapsed and turned into ashes.

The Demon Sheep God originally wanted to use his boss "Litian Witch God" to coerce the opponent and escape from death. However, when he saw the [Demon Sheep Palace] turned into ashes, he was stunned.

"I am the elder of the central presbytery of the Dachang Dynasty and the supervisory envoy of Lizhou. According to the decree of Bailu Xianweng, the governor of Lizhou, I will destroy the evil **** of Litian. Xiaoxiao, I shall die!"

Chu Chen shouted loudly, turned into a white snake, opened his mouth again, and spit out another sword energy.

The Demon Sheep Witch God panicked and was about to run away when the light flashed and he was about to flee hundreds of miles away. As a result, the light was suddenly knocked down and his whole body fell into a sea of ​​fire illusion.

It was the secretive little fox fairy Daiyan who took action.

 “咻咻咻!”

 The sword is shining brightly!

 The sword energy turned into ten thousand, and the sword energy spread across the sky.

The Demon Sheep Witch God, who was trapped in the illusion of sea of ​​fire, could not escape, and sword energy passed through his heart one after another.

 “咻咻咻!”

 The green dragon is full of energy and the jade dragon is howling.

With ten thousand swords piercing his heart, the Demon Sheep Witch God let out a mournful cry and fell into the air.

 Boom!

 A deafening loud noise resounded among the mountains.

Everyone in the Zhangqiu clan swallowed their saliva when they saw this scene. They didn't know what happened. They couldn't come back to their senses at all. They all stared blankly into the distance - above the clouds, a Taoist in green was holding the young Xiaoyun's hand. Auspicious clouds slowly emerge