Netherworld Immortal

Within the barrier of Liangyi.

Above the night, a mass of colorful mystic lights intertwined, like a grand firework.

In the center of the colorful mysterious light, a short ruler slowly rotates.On the surface of the short ruler, the shadows of mountains and rivers are picturesque.

At this time, a bunch of shining moonlight spots swam to the ground below the colorful mysterious light like a flying spring.

The light spots converged, revealing Xu Yang's body.

Xu Yang's gaze was immediately attracted by the Qiankun Ruler in the air, and the Haoran Tianmai in his body became active like a child seeing delicious food.

"Qiankun ruler!"

Xu Yang looked yearning.

"As expected, it is one of the three supreme Xuantian Spirit Treasures of Yu Dao Sect. The seven-colored mysterious light emitted by it is the purest power of awe-inspiring power I have ever seen. Just looking at it like this makes the awe-inspiring veins in my body extremely excited .And only treasures like the Qiankun Ruler can be used as the eyes of the formation to support this Liangyi formation."

Looking at it, Xu Yang couldn't help but want to activate the technique of controlling objects in the air, and stretched out his hand to grab the Qiankun Ruler in mid-air.

His raised hand stretched out into the air, and then retracted.

"It won't be that simple, it's better to be careful."

He patted the storage bag on his waist, and held out a small shiny silver shield in his palm.

A lifelike tiger pattern is engraved on the surface of the small shield.

"This "stainless steel shield" was obtained by accident in Tiangui Zongfang City a long time ago. Later, when I was learning the refining skills, I successfully blessed it with a seventh-order tiger soul crystal element. In terms of rank, it can be regarded as It’s a top-grade magic weapon. Today, maybe it can come in handy.”

Xu Yang breathed out on the surface of the small shield.

The small shield hummed and turned into three feet in size, and the two tiger-striped eyeballs on it shone with golden brilliance.

He threw up with one hand, and the stainless steel shield hung in midair.

Immediately afterwards, one of his spells landed on the steel shield.

"go with!"

Immediately, the fine steel shield was full of inspiration, and the shadow of a mighty silver tiger appeared on the surface.

Accompanied by the sound of howling beasts, the activated stainless steel shield rushed straight to the Qiankun Ruler in midair like a tiger coming out of its cage, and smashed towards it.

But when the fine steel shield was still ten feet away from the Qiankun ruler.

In the space around the Qiankun Ruler, several tiny colorful light threads flashed out, cutting directly on the fine steel shield.

The defensive magic weapon didn't even make a sound, half of it was missing in an instant.

The remaining half let out a whine, and fell straight down in the size of a palm.

"As expected!" Xu Yang narrowed his eyes, secretly rejoicing in his heart.

He beckoned, and the remaining half of the small shield fell back into his palm.

Looking carefully at the small shield in his hand, he found that the wound on the small shield was a straight line, and there were a few colorful light spots jumping at the break, which lasted for a long time.

"Is this the power of the law of space? Such a hard steel shield is as unbearable as tofu."

Xu Yang showed surprise on his face.

"The Qiankun Ruler is worthy of being a Xuantian Lingbao of the space attribute. The space around it has been distorted by the law of space, so it cannot be easily invaded. Fortunately, I tried it with this fine steel shield first."

Thinking of this, Xu Yang heaved a sigh of relief.

"If I had just used my hand to take the Qiankun ruler, one of my arms would be suppressed by the law of space, and once it was broken, I would never be able to get it back."

Xu Yang frowned.

"Originally, my plan was to activate the eight formations first, then use the connection between the formations and the formation eyes to find the Qiankun ruler, the treasure of the formation eye, and finally move the Qiankun ruler forcibly. After the Qiankun ruler is moved as the formation eye of the Liangyi formation, the formation will inevitably There will be fluctuations and mistakes, and I can take the opportunity to escape from this place. It seems that I underestimated the power of this universe ruler."

Xu Yang stood on tiptoe and looked in one direction.

"Judging from the rotation direction of the Qiankun Ruler, Mr. Pingyun's body is probably in that direction. But because the space here is distorted, I can't directly interfere with his spellcasting."

Xu Yang anxiously rubbed his hands while pacing up and down.

"These two ceremonies are too perfect, it is difficult to find their flaws."

"I don't have much time left, Mr. Pingyun will soon find that I am approaching the Qiankun Ruler."

"If he knows that I am coveting the Qiankun Ruler at such a close distance, he only needs to use the power of space law on the Qiankun Ruler to shatter me like a fine steel shield." To change a running magic weapon within a short period of time, unless you can read out its unique soul power fluctuations. And trying to read out the soul power fluctuations of Xuantian Lingbao of such a rank will not only take a long time, but the possibility of success is also very high. No more than [-]%."

Xu Yang raised his head and stared at the Qiankun Ruler in midair, thinking about it.

"Huh? What is that?"

His gaze was attracted by a line of small characters on the corner of the Qiankun Ruler.

"This is the ancient seal script unique to Confucianism, but I have seen it before."

"The vast universe, the space of holy formulas." Xu Yang kept repeating these eight words in his mouth.

After a while, he seemed to remember something, and took out a rubbing from his pocket.

The words on the rubbings are taken from the fragments of "The Holy Jue of the Great Virtue" inscribed on the scorpion pincer that Xu Yang met when he was in Xiaoxianjie.

Xu Yang held up the rubbings, and lined up the last line of blurred characters on the remnant to the eight characters on the Qiankun ruler.

The originally blurry characters on the rubbings immediately became clear.

Xu Yang immediately showed joy.

"The first chapter of the Great Sacred Art on the scorpion pincers was engraved by Immortal Master Lu Qingyun. Since the scorpion pincers were damaged during the battle, these eight characters cannot be interpreted. From now on, the missing eight characters are "" The space of the Holy Art of Greatness. No wonder I can only use the power of Haoran after learning the Holy Art of Greatness, but it has no attack power at all. It turns out that the Holy Art of Haoran uses the power of Haoran to activate the law of space surgery."

Xu Yang raised his head again to look at the Qiankun Ruler in mid-air, and immediately felt friendly.

"This Qiankun Ruler is originally a treasure of Yu Dao Sect. Maybe these eight characters were also engraved by Immortal Master Lu Qingyun. The magic formula for manipulating the Qiankun Ruler is probably the Haoran Sacred Jue."

Xu Yang silently recited the Holy Art of Grand Virtue, activated the Grand Virtue Vessel in his body, and a colorful spot of light popped out from his fingertips and landed on the Qiankun Ruler in midair.

"The law of space on the Qiankun ruler did not stop the Haoran Sacred Art."

After a few breaths, the Qiankun Ruler buzzed and trembled.

"Very good. Although I can't completely control the Qiankun Ruler, I can use the Haoran Sacred Art to read the fluctuations in its soul power. Next, I only need to temporarily cut off the connection between Pingyun Jun and the Qiankun Ruler. There will be flaws."

......

Valley of the Lost Souls, on a hillside.

Ping Yunjun looked at the colorful baby slowly turning in mid-air opposite.

"For those who can use the Qiankun ruler as the formation to set up the Liangyi formation, I dare say that there is no other person in the entire Zhongyuan Continent except me, Mr. Pingyun, who can do it."

Ping Yunjun looked at his masterpiece with a look of complacency.

"The Qiankun Ruler has absorbed the power of extreme yin and grandeur that I sacrificed with my life's soul blood, and will soon restore the balance of yin and yang, and the Liangyi Formation will be able to function normally again."

"The heaven and the earth are in the formation of two instruments, and the king of Hades also retreats."

"Boy Xu Yang, no matter how tricky your tactics are, you still can't escape the Confucian saint's Liangyi array."

Ping Yunjun popped out the spells with both hands one after another, the rotation speed of the Qiankun ruler gradually accelerated, and the shadows of mountains and rivers it emitted became more and more solid.

When he was proud, he stuck out his tongue and licked the blood stains at the corner of his mouth.

"Xu Yang, my Pingyun Lord's blood will not be shed in vain. The book of life and death is the sacred artifact of the ghost sect. When I get it, I will be the first to take your little life sacrificial artifact."

Suddenly, the Qiankun Ruler in mid-air rolled up and down like a naughty child.

"This? This? This?" Ping Yunjun's face changed drastically, "Qiankun Ruler, my dear, why are you disobedient?"

Ping Yunjun landed several spells on the Qiankun Ruler, but the Qiankun Ruler was still bouncing up and down.

"Not good! The spiritual connection between me and the Qiankun ruler was cut off by external force. Who can do this? Unless it is my junior brother Lu Qingyun who has already ascended to the fairy world, there is no other person in this world who can understand it. It's the ruler of heaven and earth."

Ping Yunjun was in a hurry.

His brows were like swords, he blessed the technique of sound transmission, and said sharply:

"Xu Yang, are you kidding me? Are you trying to destroy my precious Qiankun Ruler? You are overthinking your capabilities, and I will make your life worse than death."

Within the barrier of Liangyi.

Ping Yunjun's voice rushed in, rumbling like rolling thunder.

Xu Yang smiled slightly, and thought to himself: "Lord Ping Yun is in a hurry."

He responded loudly via voice transmission: "Master Pingyun, I, Xu Xiaoxian, have accepted your Qiankun Ruler. Your Liangyi Formation can't trap me at all."

Xu Yang continued to activate the Haoran Sacred Art to interfere with the operation of the Qiankun Ruler.

In the Valley of the Lost Souls.

Ping Yunjun couldn't communicate with the Qiankun ruler for a while, and cursed:

"Xu Yang, you little bastard of the ghost sect, you must have resorted to filthy means to interfere with the operation of the Qiankun ruler."

"Wow." In desperation, Ping Yunjun screamed strangely.

"I can't help it. The Qiankun Ruler is a sacred tool of Confucianism, so how could it be possible for those crooked sects of the Ghost Sect to get their hands on it?"

Ping Yunjun's right hand turned into a sword finger and poked three times in a row on his heart, and one of his pulses became violent like a frightened wild horse.

His face turned purple, his temples protruded, his eyes were bloodshot.

He opened his mouth with a puff, and spurted out more soul blood than before.

"The vast universe, the space of the holy formula, my blood is a sacrifice, my soul is a sacrifice..."

While reciting the incantation, Mr. Pingyun kept pinching out complicated formulas with both hands.

The ball of soul blood twisted and turned into a blood snake with spikes on its back, and rushed towards the Qiankun Ruler.

The ugly blood snake restrained the Qiankun ruler at once. Although the Qiankun ruler was still moving up and down, the range was much smaller.

Within the barrier of Liangyi.

A ball of blood light flashed on the surface of the Qiankun ruler, reflecting the appearance of Lord Pingyun offering sacrifices to the bleeding soul outside.

Seeing this scene, Xu Yang immediately read the general idea.

"Mr. Ping Yun used his life's blood as a sacrifice, trying to control the Qiankun Ruler again. What he was thinking of at the moment was a poisonous snake, and his blood turned into a poisonous snake. This is the reflection of the power of his state of mind."

"Master Pingyun, if you do this, it is not the correct way to control the Qiankun Ruler."

"Next, as long as I compete with Mr. Yun for the power of mind, I will not lose to him. Using my own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses is the key to victory."

When Xu Yang's consciousness moved, the Nascent Soul villain in his body immediately became active.

Yuan Ying's small hands rubbed back and forth, and his jade-like fingers drew out golden lines.

The golden threads quickly intertwined into a dragon head seal, which bounced out and landed on the opposite Yaobian Tianmu Xianzhan.

when--

The crisp sound is like a dragon chant.

"Mood state—Yaochang Tianmu!"

In the fairy lamp, the shadow of the Canglong dances in the starry sky, and travels around the world in a magnificent state of mind.

Under the blessing of Yaobian's Tianmu state of mind, Xu Yang steadily moved the universe towards him inch by inch.

Seeing the right moment, Xu Yang stretched out his hand and grasped the Qiankun Ruler tightly.

Since he has read the fluctuations in the soul power of the Qiankun Ruler itself, and has temporarily controlled the Qiankun Ruler with the Holy Art of Grand Virtue, the laws of space on it cannot harm him.

......

Valley of the Lost Souls.

Ping Yunjun tried to regain control of the Qiankun Ruler with the "Blood Snake".

Suddenly, the shadows of mountains and rivers emitted by the Qiankun Ruler turned into a vast starry sky, and in the starlight, the shadow of a blue dragon jumped up.

Bang bang bang.

The blood snake bound outside the Qiankun ruler was suppressed by the power of the blue dragon, and instantly collapsed into a rain of blood.

"oops!"

Ping Yunjun was backlashed by the power of his state of mind, his body shook, his seven orifices bleed, and he fell to the ground.

Space shakes.

The barrier between the two instruments disappeared.

With the golden light of the sunrise, everything in the Valley of the Lost Souls became bright.

On the hillside, the young man in green stood against the wind.

"Unexpectedly, the Qiankun Ruler automatically recognized me as the master. It turns out that the Holy Art of Haoran can be used in this way, using the law of space to suppress and erase the original soul contract on the magic weapon, and directly imprint the soul contract of the caster. Maybe the success rate is not good. Gao, but this time I was lucky enough to succeed. Grand Grand Jue, this is too domineering."

Xu Yang held the Qiankun Ruler in his right hand, weighed it, and put it in his arms.

After a battle of Heping Yunjun, Xu Yang not only got the Qiankun Ruler, but also had a little understanding of the law of space.

"This second bet, I, Xu Xiaoxian, will win." Xu Yang whispered to himself.

Xu Yang looked around.

"Now I'm still in the Valley of the Lost Souls. Yacha, Dragon Snake, and Ping Yunjun are seriously injured, so it's not a concern. But the old Taoist Qing Guzi hasn't appeared yet, and he's probably waiting for me somewhere."