Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chapter 205 One vs. Two
Chen Yuan could see clearly that the two Blood Spirit Sect monks who joined forces to fight the enemy were the ones who had wanted to attack Shen Danmei before.

Their cultivation was all in the middle stage of foundation building, which just met Chen Yuan's requirements.

This is not a coincidence. The two sects of the Demonic Path, like the six sects of Qi State, all encourage their monks to deal with enemies of the same level.

The Lingyun Sect's mission talisman specifically mentioned that if one kills an opponent with a lower level of cultivation than oneself, one will not receive any reward, but if one kills an opponent with a higher level of cultivation than oneself, the reward will not increase.

The Jindan cultivators on both the righteous and evil sides do not want to see them deal with the early foundation building cultivators and easily get rewards, or challenge the late foundation building cultivators and lose their lives in vain.

The two Blood Spirit Sect monks had just teamed up to kill a Lingyun Sect monk. They were feeling inflated when they were provoked by Chen Yuan. Naturally, they would not give up and directly chased after him.

The three of them, one fleeing and two chasing, soon broke away from the battle group.

Every cultivator was fighting with his opponent, and no one noticed the whereabouts of Chen Yuan and the other two.

Only Shen Danmei had been paying attention to Chen Yuan's actions. When she saw Chen Yuan taking the initiative to provoke two Blood Spirit Sect monks, her face changed.

Just now, when Chen Yuan was fighting with a cultivator from the Blood Spirit Sect, he took out two top-grade spiritual weapons, so she was not worried.

She has already suppressed the male cultivator from the Hehuan Sect. Victory is only a matter of time. As long as Chen Yuan can hold him back for a while, she can lend a hand.

But what surprised Shen Danmei was that Chen Yuan actually killed his opponent within ten breaths and took the initiative to provoke the other two Blood Spirit Sect monks. She couldn't help but feel worried.

She didn't know what means Chen Yuan used to kill his opponent in such a short time, but alchemists have no shortage of spirit stones, so it should be some powerful treasures.

But fighting one against two becomes much more difficult. Even if you have treasures in your hand, it is difficult to use them.

Especially since all the monks of the Blood Spirit Sect can cultivate blood spirits, when two people join forces, the number of blood spirits will double, which will be even more troublesome.

While suppressing the male practitioners of the Hehuan Sect, Shen Danmei turned her head from time to time to look at Chen Yuan who was fleeing in the distance, with worry in her eyes.

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Chen Yuan’s escape speed was not fast. He only escaped three miles before he was stopped by two Blood Spirit Sect monks.

One of the skinny monks looked Chen Yuan up and down with a gloomy look in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Boy, you dare to provoke the two of us. If you are not crazy, you must have some tricks. Show them!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and more than thirty blood spirits flew out of his body and circled around him.

Another young monk then released more than 30 blood spirits and sneered, "He is just an arrogant fellow. What can he do? You swallowed the blood of that man just now. This man's blood belongs to me!"

The blood spirits released by the two men had different shapes. The blood spirit of the skinny monk was shaped like a flying bird, while the blood spirit of the young monk was in human form, exactly the same as those of Liu Fan, Ningbi, and Zhuang Ji, but they were all quite illusory.

After the young monk finished speaking, he raised his hand and shouted, "Go!"

Thirty blood spirits pounced towards Chen Yuan, and only four blood spirits stayed around him to protect him.

The skinny monk frowned, but said nothing more. With a thought, he drove all the blood spirits to pounce on Chen Yuan. At the same time, he stroked the storage bag, took out a jade bottle, and raised his hand to make a gesture.

Bright pink miasma flew out of the jade bottle, surrounding the skinny monk and emitting a greasy fragrance.

A hint of displeasure flashed across the young monk's eyes, and he took the initiative to distance himself from the skinny monk to avoid the pink miasma.

Facing the blood spirits rushing towards him, Chen Yuan calmly raised the Xuanshui Flag. The shadow of the Xuanwu beast shone brightly, and two streams of water spurted out from its turtle head and snake tail, condensing into a Xuanming water ball, which blocked all the blood spirits.

The human-shaped blood spirit pounced on the water ball, and a bloody mouth full of sharp teeth suddenly opened on the face without any facial features, and it bit down. The blood spirit shaped like a flying bird stretched out its blood-red claws and grabbed the Xuanming water ball.

Wherever the two blood spirits reached, the Xuanming water turned black, emitted bursts of fishy smells, and broke away from the Xuanming water ball and scattered in all directions.

But no matter how much Xuanming Water is polluted, the Xuanwu beast shadow will continue to spray out Xuanming Water, and the Xuanming water ball will always be intact.

But the two Blood Spirit Sect monks were not in a hurry. After releasing the Blood Spirit, they just watched coldly from the side.

The power of the blood spirit filth is extremely strong. No matter how powerful Chen Yuan’s defensive spiritual weapon is, it cannot resist the blood spirit filth.

In just a few moments, the shadow of the Black Tortoise was stained with a faint blood-red color, and it let out a painful roar. In a dozen more breaths, it would be completely tainted by the blood spirit.

The Lingyun sect cultivator just now was defeated and killed because his protective spiritual weapon was quickly defiled by the two men.

But Chen Yuan did not give the two this opportunity. The moment the blood spirit pounced on him, he raised the Fire Cloud Gourd and released 360 grains of Fire Cloud Sand. It expanded to the size of a fist and spun rapidly, spewing out streams of scorching smoke. The red cloud quickly spread out.

The skinny monk was cautious and said loudly, "Junior Brother Yue, all this red sand will be filthy!"

He separated half of his blood spirit and grabbed the red sand. In just a few moments, he had contaminated seven or eight grains of red sand, but this half of the blood spirit also consumed a lot of essence and blood.

The young monk frowned slightly, but still separated ten blood spirits and pounced on the fist-sized red sand.

Although these red sands are not very powerful, there are many of them, and they have the ability to consume and corrode spiritual energy, and can consume the blood essence of the spirit, which makes him quite distressed.

All these essence and blood were obtained by him through hard work in hunting monsters and killing foundation-building monks, but the skinny monk was his fellow senior brother, so he had to do as he was told.

With the two of them working together, it only took a few breaths to destroy more than thirty grains of fire cloud sand.

These fire cloud sands were contaminated by the blood spirits, and their spiritual light dimmed. They turned into rusty black iron balls, and then shattered into ashes and powder, which were blown away by the wind.

But more Fire Cloud Sand took the opportunity to spew out more red smoke, and the red cloud spread to a size of a hundred feet, covering the two of them.

The young cultivator was not afraid at all. His blood spirits had been besieging Chen Yuan and would not lose track of him. Apart from concealing his figure and confusing his consciousness, the burning red smoke had mediocre power and was unable to break through the defense of the four blood spirits.

The skinny monk looked a little solemn when he was surrounded by the red clouds, but the red smoke was all corroded by the pink miasma released from the jade bottle and could not get close at all, which made him feel relieved.

It seems that Junior Brother Yue was right. This person is really arrogant...

But even so, the skinny monk still acted carefully, driving the blood spirit to continuously grab the red sand and pollute it into scrap iron, not feeling sorry for the loss of essence and blood at all.

The war has begun. Are you still afraid that you won't have the chance to devour your opponent's blood and essence on the battlefield?
Chen Yuan's face darkened when he saw that the Fire Cloud Sand was constantly being contaminated by the Blood Spirit. The spell in his hand changed, and the shadow of the Black Tortoise flew back to the Black Water Flag. The Xuanming Water Ball that was contaminated by the Blood Spirit could not be replenished, and soon turned into a smelly black fish and fell down, leaving countless bottomless pits in the desert.

The skinny monk was stunned for a moment when he saw Chen Yuan put away his protective spiritual weapon. He did not let the blood spirit pounce on him immediately. Instead, he recalled several blood spirits to protect himself.

This move was too strange, and this person looked normal, not desperate and self-destructive, so he should not be taken lightly. However, the young monk was overjoyed and immediately drove the blood spirit to pounce on Chen Yuan and devour his blood.

Just now, the blood and essence of the Lingyun sect cultivator was swallowed up by the blood spirit of the skinny cultivator, which made him jealous. Now it is finally his turn.

As long as he can devour this person's essence and blood, he will be able to cultivate at least six more blood spirits, and his strength will be taken to a higher level.

Just as the blood spirit was about to pounce on Chen Yuan, he smiled slightly, and his body suddenly grew to about seven feet tall, his muscles bulged, his whole body turned bronze, and he raised his hand and threw a punch!
boom!
A sonic boom was heard, and seven or eight blood spirits were blown up alive, turning into a blood rain, and were burned to death by the red smoke.

Boom boom!

Chen Yuan threw a few more punches, and the sounds of sonic booms superimposed on each other, like a thunder explosion. All the blood spirits that pounced on him were all blown up under the huge force of two hundred thousand pounds, turning into a blood rain all over the sky. Even the red smoke could not burn them out in time and drifted down.

These blood rains are the essence and blood in the blood spirits' bodies, which are refined by young monks using secret methods and transformed into blood spirits.

As long as the essence and blood are still there, the blood spirit is immortal.

But under the irresistible force, all the blood in the blood spirit's body was consumed, turning into drops of dull blood that fell down.

Chen Yuan's figure flashed, and he rushed out from the blood rain and went straight towards the two Blood Spirit Sect monks.

puff!
Most of the young monk's blood spirit was destroyed. His face was as pale as paper and he spat out a large mouthful of blood. When he looked at Chen Yuan, his eyes were full of fear.

In a flash, Chen Yuan suddenly turned into a seven-foot-tall bronze warrior. With a few punches, he blew the blood spirit to pieces, which scared him out of his wits.

"Oh no, this person is actually a physical cultivator, run away!" The skinny monk's pupils shrank, and he immediately recalled all the blood spirits, put away the jade bottle, turned around and fled.

The young monk came to his senses and quickly turned around and fled.

However, his blood and essence were severely depleted, and his escape speed was extremely slow. He was caught up by Chen Yuan after only escaping a few feet.

Chen Yuan chased after the young monk, grabbed his neck, broke his cervical vertebrae, and crushed his soul.

The skinny monk took the opportunity to escape thirty feet and was about to escape from the range of the red cloud.

Chen Yuan sneered, stroked his storage bag, took out a bone-piercing nail, and threw it out with force.

This throw not only used all his strength, but also used his true energy to control it. The bone-piercing nail flew at an extremely fast speed, turning into a black stream of light, and flew towards the skinny monk like a meteor.

The skinny monk was in such a hurry that he only had time to drive the three blood spirits to block, but they were pierced through. The blood-colored robes on his body could not block for a moment, and the bone-piercing nails shot into his body and passed through his chest.

"what!"

The bone-piercing nails did not leave any wounds on the skinny monk, but he screamed, raised his hands to hold his head, his body hunched over, his escape speed dropped sharply, and he was on the verge of falling.

Several grains of fire cloud sand flew up rapidly and hit the skinny monk, smashing him to pieces.

Chen Yuan dispersed the secret technique of the giant spirit body, raised his hand and made a move, and the bone-piercing nails flew back.

This bone-piercing nail obtained from Ningbi has the effect of destroying spiritual weapons and suppressing the soul. It is extremely evil. It just hit the skinny monk and severely damaged his soul.

Over the past three years, in addition to refining elixirs and improving his cultivation, Chen Yuan has also been nurturing the spiritual weapon in his hand, controlling the bone-piercing nail as easily as using his arm, and just used it in a fight.

He cut off the two men's heads, put away the storage bag, let the red smoke burn their bodies to ashes, then put the Fire Cloud Sand back into the Fire Cloud Gourd and fled to the battlefield.

He has already killed three monks of the same level. If he kills two more, he can return to the sect to recuperate for three years.

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Shen Danmei had been keeping an eye on Chen Yuan's movements, but after he escaped three miles, a red cloud dispersed, covering his figure and the figures of the two Blood Spirit Sect monks. It was unknown what happened inside.

Shen Danmei's heart sank, she withdrew her gaze and focused on fighting the enemy.

At this time, she had completely suppressed her opponent. The Golden Glazed Realm continuously shot out mirror-like sharp blades. The black whip made of thousand-year-old locust tree branches was completely unable to break through the defense of the small bronze shield.

But these two top-grade spiritual weapons can only make Shen Danmei invincible. What really puts her opponent in a miserable state is the gold-based spiritual technique she used.

Shen Danmei possesses the dual spiritual roots of gold and water, and has extraordinary aptitude, so she can achieve twice the result with half the effort when practicing magic.

He practiced the Gold Element Kung Fu and displayed the low-level Gold Element spiritual technique "Golden Sword Technique", which continuously condensed into a three-foot-long golden sword, shining brightly and dazzlingly, and slashed towards the opponent.

The green rattan shield in the hands of the male cultivator of the Hehuan Sect had been slashed with several deep scars, and a corner of his robe had been cut off, looking in a miserable state.

The Golden Sword Technique is only a low-level spiritual technique. Its power is mediocre in a fight between cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building.

But Shen Danmei's speed in performing spiritual arts was extremely fast. Within three breaths, she was able to condense a golden magic sword that was so sharp that it could completely suppress her opponent.

Originally, she planned to keep fighting like this, and then launch a thundering attack after breaking through the opponent's defensive spiritual weapon.

However, Chen Yuan's fight with two Blood Spirit Sect monks was uncertain, and Shen Danmei could no longer wait.

As a senior sister, if she watched Chen Yuan die at the hands of the evil cultivator, how would she explain to Jin Luoheng when she returned?
Shen Danmei took a deep breath, and the magic formula in her hand changed. The golden glass mirror suddenly shone brightly, emitting dozens of mirror lights, which turned into sharp blades and slashed towards the opponent together with the remaining three golden magic swords.

The male cultivator from the Hehuan Sect's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly recalled the Millennium Yinhuai Whip, and together with the green rattan shield, he resisted Shen Danmei's attack.

The wood-type martial arts he practiced was just countered by Shen Danmei's martial arts. At this point, he no longer had the intention of capturing her and training her to become a cauldron. He just wanted to escape, but he had no chance.

After Shen Danmei suppressed her opponent, she suddenly raised her hand and made a gesture, muttering something. Nine three-foot-long golden swords slowly emerged above her head.

"Sword Rain Technique!" The male cultivator of the Hehuan Sect recognized the spiritual technique performed by Shen Danmei, and suddenly shouted, "Explode!"

The green rattan shield in front of him exploded, destroying all the golden blades and three golden magic swords.

The male cultivator from the Hehuan Sect felt his body shaken and his head splitting with pain, but he endured the pain and did not bother to put away the Thousand-Year Yinhuai Whip. He turned around and fled.

But the nine golden swords had already formed. Shen Danmei waved her slender hand and shouted, "Go!"

Nine golden swords shot out, as fast as lightning, chopping the male cultivators of the Hehuan Sect into several pieces!
(End of this chapter)