Yu Sha

A whole distant and hazy world away, the vague sound of thunder passed through the halo into Yan Jianwei's mind. Gradually, the sound of thunder was split, and gradually Yan Jianwei was able to hear the brilliant sound clearly.

That was a mantra that taught him a familiar yet unfamiliar spell.

That was a curse that was almost blasphemous, rebellious and insulting to him!

In just a blink of an eye, he completely understood all the causes and consequences behind this.

The roar that burst out from between his gritted teeth was his resentment towards Chu Weiyang and his regret for what he had done earlier.

Counting the Jian Zong Jie Yun lineage's calamity mending scriptures, and the Pan Wang Zong demon cultivator whose body was contaminated with Jian Zong's spiritual objects, Yan Jianwei, or rather her mother Danxia, ​​as a golden elixir great cultivator, could have had thousands of Thousands of ways.

However, there was a mistake at the beginning. Maybe she had been too stable in Tingchangshan Dojo these years. She chose to hide a "Heart-Eating Life Summoning Curse" in Yan Jianming's Qiankun Bag to plot against Chu Weiyang, but But they underestimated his courage and what he did.

Once the secret was leaked, and now, this kind of situation makes Yan Jianwei almost feel sour and bitter.

However, as the thunderous sounds were transmitted from the halo of the hanging light to his mind, it was Yan Jian's slightly turbulent emotions that were aroused, and then he saw the snake scale lines on his face that had been reduced, Lines of dark red blood gradually appeared on it. When he looked carefully, the snake scale pattern gradually spread from the edge of his cheek.

At the same time, the halo became more and more condensed, as if it was transmitted from the other side of the world along with the continuous thunder, and it was the thick blood light that could not be dispersed.

When I looked at it for a moment, the snake-shaped patterns revolving in the halo were also integrated into the blood light, becoming more and more vivid, as if they belonged to Yan Jianwei's Tao and Dharma, and in his divine glory and spiritual light, they really appeared. There are living things that are nourishing and revealing.

Amidst the strangeness and strangeness, Yan Jianwei's originally declining cultivation realm suddenly soared again at this moment.

But looking at it, it seems that Yan Jianwei has no way to spit out a second mouthful of black blood in a short period of time.

In an instant, as his body gradually stiffened, even his face tightened, making it look even more ferocious and terrifying against the spread of the fine snake patterns.

It was at this time that suddenly, a dark wind blew from far away in the sky, instantly dispelling the halo hanging behind Yan Jianwei's head. Yan Jianwei seemed to have been seriously injured, and when he looked back, his face was bloodless. However, the snake lines on his cheeks no longer showed blood, and instead taught Yan Jianwei's complexion to become stable again.

At this time, through thick curtains one after another, Yan Jianweisui also heard the words that were constantly scattered in the storm along with the fierce wind.

"Old ghost! This is not the first time we have fought in the open sea! What's the point of blocking my way before you and I really have a fight! If you don't follow any rules, be careful and we will kill you tomorrow. Go to Daocheng!"

"Go, I don't want to talk about the slightest truth today. My grandson died outside the sea, and died on the edge of Daocheng. The next generation of my Yin Ming lineage to carry the tripod is dead! If you can't kill me today, You, then maybe it’s worth it to teach you to kill a Dao city and bury my grandson with him.”

"What... are you crazy! Old ghost! You are really crazy! This time, Old Snake Biyun is in charge of the overall situation of the clans. If you have any blood feud, go to him, not to me! You are dead and alive. You can just watch the fight, there is no point in being so messy, get out—!"

Behind them, the roaring sound of the storm was like thunder, and the evil spirit rising into the sky dispersed the dark wind. As a result, the conversation floating in the wind disappeared from Yan Jian Wei's ears.

At the same time, without the disturbance and interruption of the evil wind, and with the uncontrollable halo on the back of Yan Jianwei's head reappearing, the demon version of the "Heart-Eating Summoning Curse" began to erode Yan Jianwei's mind again.

But this time, Yan Jianwei's scarlet bloodshot eyes gradually revealed, but there was a surge of hatred that could be described as crazy.

"Old Biyun Snake!"

"Good! Very good!"

"In this incarnation of mine, I originally wanted to be the head teacher of Xuanzong, but now..."

No matter how beautiful and magnificent the plan was, it all came to nothing in the face of such a situation. The leader of Xuanzong was still missing. If the disaster could not be solved at this time, not to mention Yan Jianwei himself, perhaps sitting in the court Mother Danxia in Changshan Dojo must have troubles!

So after thinking for a short time, as if he thought of something, Yan Jianwei first took a careful look in the direction where the two old Jindan monsters were fighting, then stopped staying there for too long, endured the pain, and looked for He went in another direction, and took one step ahead to escape into the air.

Swish——!

After a long time, a sound broke through the air. When Yan Jianwei's figure fell from the spiritual light again, he saw the black flag that originally belonged to Zhong Chaoyuan swinging in his hand.

At this moment, Yan Jianwei had already used brute force and a powerful level of powerful magic to refine the banner's restrictions.

As the flags swayed, the two colors of red and azure dispersed in an instant like water and fire, like spilled paint, and now melted into the rough waves of the outer sea. In just an instant, a large amount of sea water was Dyeed into the color of Danqing Tai Chi.

Then, as the waves rolled, pieces of monster beast corpses rolled up from the deep sea to the surface.

At the same time, rays of gray-black soul light, like some strange scene, reflected the dark storm all around, emerged from the deep sea together with the remains of the monster beast, and then disappeared into the flag little by little.

At this time, Yan Jianwei raised his other hand, constantly changing the seals. As he kneaded and kneaded the spells, spells fell down one after another. Between the lightning and stone fire, they condensed into arrays of spells in the mid-air, and then were wrapped in spiritual light. , submerged in the black flags.

When you look carefully, you can see that the talisman formations are different from each other, but the principles within them seem to come from the same source.

Gradually, people watched more and more, and people began to see the essence and meaning of the Netherworld Talisman Array.

It is still a treasure of Yin Ming Dharma and Ghost Demon Dao, but as Yan Jianwei continues to wash it with talisman arrays, the aura inside is changing little by little.

If it is said that when the flag was in Zhong Chaoyuan's hand earlier, what it reflected was the underworld and the rivers of heaven, where the ghosts and ghosts had washed away all the turbid air, then now when the flag was in Yan Jianwei's hand, what it reflected was It is the purgatory of ghosts and ghosts built by layered talisman arrays, and it is the mountains of swords and seas of fire that can remove all kinds of misfortunes and bad luck.

And as the layers of ghost purgatory were built from the flags, and as the souls and true spirits of the monsters in the sea were filled, at this time, not only did Tingchang Mountain's magical method be used again, but the hanging ghosts were seen. The halo behind Yan Jianwei's head also enveloped the swaying flag.

For a moment, it seemed that the fine snake patterns were also reflected in the spiritual light of the souls integrated into the flags; then, the blood light appeared from the snake patterns; and finally, it turned out to be the endless The sound of thunder was mixed with the shrill roar of the ghost after falling into the purgatory of the talisman formation.

In an instant, it was as if thunder was brewing in the dark wind. Between the wind and thunder, Yan Jianwei's mind was filled with pressure. The pressure suddenly disappeared, and the snake lines on his cheeks no longer spread excessively. Along with the changes in his cultivation level, It also suddenly slowed down.

But this is just a delaying tactic after all.

While thinking to himself, Yan Jianwei carefully looked at the flag in his hand.

Seeing that the bloody atmosphere was spreading everywhere, and the murderous intent was so fierce that no monsters dared to swim around anymore. Yan Jianwei still had to hold up the flag and wander around, constantly hunting monsters, turning into ghosts with the light of his soul, Refined into the flag, and again under the influence of the "Heart-Eating Summoning Curse", the ferocity of the monster's true spirit gradually faded away, and gradually from the nourishment of snake patterns and blood light, it possessed some kind of usefulness. Similar to human spiritual wisdom.

Until a certain moment, when Yan Jianwei looked at the middle of the flag, as the blood light spread, just looking at the black flag like this, he felt that a lot of spiritual light was about to overflow from it. Inside the flag, the original ghosts and thunders were absorbed, and the yin and yang overlapped, forming a nine-level and eighteen-level purgatory. In the intertwined Nether Talisman Formation, a tadpole script bound a ghost, and there were all kinds of things. , a total of twelve thousand nine hundred and sixty.

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In a short period of time, this has been the limit of treasure weapons and Taoism.

The next moment, I don't know what happened, but Yan Jianwei's pale face actually had a sinister smile.

"Old Snake, if you don't teach grandma how to live well, grandma won't teach you how to be clean! This time, there's even more trouble!"

"Heart-Eating Summoning Spell——"

"On the nine-fold mysterious steps, there are eight scattered flags."

"Refining water and fire, it is stationed in the court, and boiling the evil spirits, it is called Danxia."

"When you leave the southern border, you pass on the Xuanyuan, and when you enter the East China Sea, you teach the evil spirits."

"The painting plays a talisman, and the snake scales turn into evil spirits."

"Because he is a poor man, he eats his heart and summons his life."

"The most empty and pure, the most distant and pure."

"The Taoist Master of Danxia Blood Fiend, the Royal Beast of Tingchang Mountain Taoist Palace."

"The most empty and pure, the most distant and pure."

"The Taoist Master of Danxia Blood Fiend, the Royal Beast of Tingchang Mountain Taoist Palace."

"The most empty and pure, the most distant and pure."

"Tingchang Mountain Taoist Palace—the Taoist Master of Danxia Blood Fiend, the Royal Beast."

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At the same time, Tingchang Mountain.

A lecture is still going on for a long time.

On this day, Danxia's old mother was still hanging in the air on the top of the mountain, and her thin figure was still there. At this moment, the old voice was still echoing in the mountain.

Starting from that day with "Huangting Wuhuo Sanyang Jue" and "Xuanquezi Water Qiyuan Jue", to this day, Mother Danxia started to talk about the refining of lead and mercury with water and fire, and took the inner alchemy way as the principle to combine all the methods in Tingchang Mountain. Wonderful tricks.

At this time, suddenly, Danxia's mother's voice stopped.

Then, in the peaceful silence that filled the mountains and plains, Mother Danxia's voice sounded again.

"This time, I will teach you the "Five Phoenixes to Attract the Phoenix Nanming Mantra". This is also one of my water and fire magic methods. Its main purpose is to refine the blood evil of monsters..."