Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

When Patriarch Yuntian saw Old Ghost Ji's actions, he narrowed his eyes, activated the true energy in his body, and the Zhenhai Tower shone brightly, and it fell heavily again!
Bang bang bang!
The iron zombies that held up the Zhenhai Tower with their hands exploded one after another, and soon there were less than ten left, and the speed of their self-destruction was getting faster and faster.

Patriarch Yuntian's face became paler and paler. When he used high-level magic weapons, the speed at which his true energy circulated was extremely fast, and the erosion of the invisible demonic energy became more severe. His true energy was consumed greatly, and his meridians in his body felt a tingling pain. Even his dantian was invaded by invisible demonic energy.

This invisible evil spirit has a strange origin and permeates the secret realm of yellow sand. It penetrates every hole and corrodes everything. The higher the level of cultivation, the more serious the damage.

But even if Patriarch Yuntian was injured, he would not let Old Ghost Ji use his methods calmly.

His eyes became fierce, the spell in his hand changed, and he shouted softly: "Suppress!"

The Zhenhai Tower trembled slightly, and an invisible sealing force spread out, affecting an area of ​​several miles. The remaining seven iron zombies paused, and then exploded with a loud bang!

After this attack, Patriarch Yuntian's face flushed and he spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his aqua blue clothes red.

He tried his best to unleash the power of the Zhenhai Tower, but was attacked by the evil spirit and his dantian was injured.

But in order to obtain the Fulong Chizhen Vine, Patriarch Yuntian will spare no expense!
The force of the seal had a wide impact, and Chen Yuan and Wang Lin, who were fighting fiercely, were also enveloped by it.

But Patriarch Yuntian naturally would not attack Chen Yuan, and all the power of the seal fell on Wang Lin. The black armor on his body suddenly dimmed and turned gray, and he was unable to exert any defensive ability.

Chen Yuan's reaction was so sharp that he would never miss such a good opportunity. He immediately rushed forward, took Wang Lin's kick, and punched Wang Lin in the chest and abdomen!

The two men were about ten feet tall and of similar size, but Chen Yuan used his nameless magical power and stimulated Zhu Yan's true blood at the same time, and his strength was far greater than Wang Lin's.

The reason why Wang Lin was able to deal with Chen Yuan just now was mostly because he was covered in silver scales and black magic armor, with two layers of protection and extremely strong defensive capabilities, so he was able to barely fight Chen Yuan to a draw.

But now, the black magic armor was sealed by the Zhenhai Tower and temporarily lost its defensive ability. The power of Chen Yuan's punch was not weakened at all, and all of it flowed into Wang Lin's body through the magic armor that was only a surface.

boom!
A muffled sound was heard, and Chen Yuan's fist was like a drumstick, hitting a huge cowhide drum heavily. The black magic armor on Wang Lin's body was shattered, and the silver scales with golden light underneath were deeply sunken. The whole person flew out like a stone.

Chen Yuan used all his strength in this punch, which was powerful and heavy, and Wang Lin was caught off guard and unable to resist, and was actually knocked flying, and the direction he flew was exactly where Jing Shuhan was.

Chen Yuan easily withstood the recoil and retreated a few feet. He then swayed and chased after him, shouting, "I'll kill you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuyan True Fire suddenly appeared in his hands, and he frantically urged his true energy.

But the next moment, Chen Yuan's expression changed slightly, his body paused, and his speed slowed down greatly. He even ignored the pursuit of Wang Lin, and looked down at his hands with a look of surprise and doubt.

At this moment, Ji Laogui had already come to Jing Shuhan.

He hardened his heart and used all the iron zombies accumulated over hundreds of years to block the Zhenhai Tower, and finally gained a slight advantage.

"My dear disciple, quickly practice the mental method that your master taught you!" Old Ghost Ji slapped Jing Shuhan on the head, passing him an extremely pure true energy, and shouted.

"Yes!" Jing Shuhan immediately raised his hand and made a gesture, his eyes slightly closed, his expression solemn.

Upon seeing this, Patriarch Yuntian's eyes turned cold and the magic formula in his hand changed again. The Zhenhai Tower suddenly shrank ten times, only about ten feet high, but the aura it exuded was ten times more majestic than before.

Within a radius of ten miles, the sky and the earth changed color, and the entire sky turned into a rich blue, as if it had turned into a blue sea in an instant.

The sound of surging waves rang out. At this moment, everyone seemed to have returned to the Yuqing Sea, and a huge wave was about to rise.

Suddenly, the sounds of the surging waves disappeared, as if a huge hand covering the sky and the earth pressed down and calmed the wild sea.

“Suppress!” Patriarch Yuntian’s face suddenly turned pale and he spat out a large mouthful of blood. He pressed his hands down, and the Zhenhai Tower fell down with a bang, smashing directly towards Old Ghost Ji!

If they were outside the Yellow Sand Secret Realm, Ji Laogui would definitely not be his opponent.

But now, he had to endure the erosion of invisible evil spirit, hurting the enemy by one thousand and losing eight hundred of his own.

The power of this attack is equivalent to a full-strength attack from an early Nascent Soul cultivator. It is already the limit of what Patriarch Yuntian can achieve under the suppression of the invisible demonic energy.

He didn't know what kind of backup plan Ji Laogui had left on Jing Shuhan, but he had been in the Yuqinghai cultivation world for nearly a thousand years and had experienced life and death battles. He would never be careless and leave Ji Laogui any chance to turn the tables.

But Old Ghost Ji showed no fear at all. He just looked up at the falling Zhenhai Tower, and even had time to glance at Wang Lin who was flying towards him.

The Zhenhai Tower was majestic and powerful, locking onto Ji Laogui tightly, with the power to almost suppress the heaven and earth, but its falling speed was not fast.

The erosion of invisible evil spirit not only targets cultivators, but also magic weapons.

Old Ghost Ji smiled complacently: "Fellow Daoist Yuntian, it is a worthy death that you died at the hands of my incarnation." He put his fingers in front of his chest, muttered something, turned around and pointed at Jing Shuhan.

At this moment, Jing Shuhan, who had kept his eyes slightly closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and two white flames burned deep in his pupils, looking extremely strange.

The corner of her mouth slightly raised, and her right hand stretched out like lightning. The mustard seed ring on her wrist flashed, and a silver talisman appeared in her hand. It ignited without fire and stuck to Ji Laogui!

Boom!

The next moment, a loud thunder spread over dozens of miles around, and the silver talisman burned out instantly. The silver-white electric arc spread ragingly, and Ji Laogui screamed in an extremely shrill voice.

Jing Shuhan was also struck by several electric arcs and flew backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood, but he gritted his teeth and stared at Ji Laogui without uttering a single scream.

At the same time, Wang Lin flew to the side of Ji Laogui, his body suddenly stopped, two white flames appeared in the depths of his pupils, blood flowed from all seven orifices, and his face looked extremely terrifying.

Under the ravages of the silver electric arc, the demonic energy around him dissipated, his black armor was completely shattered, and he was covered with scars and blood.

But Wang Lin ignored it completely, stretched out his hands like lightning, grabbed Ji Laogui's shoulders, grinned, and threw him into the Zhenhai Tower in the air.

All this happened in a flash. Patriarch Yuntian's pupils shrank. He had never expected that Ji Laogui's two disciples would actually fight back.

But he had lived for nearly a thousand years and had seen all kinds of things. He calmed down instantly and frantically urged the true energy in his body to increase the speed of the Zhenhai Tower's descent. Even if he was afraid of suffering the backlash of the evil spirit, he had to take this opportunity to kill Old Ghost Ji!

The Zhenhai Tower finally fell, and the raging silver electric arcs dissipated unwillingly under the powerful sealing force, revealing Ji Laogui with torn clothes and charred body.

He was thrown towards the Zhenhai Tower by Wang Lin, hanging upside down, looking miserable.

When the silver electric arc disappeared, he finally got a chance to catch his breath. He patted his chest and spat out a large mouthful of blood, all of which fell on his left arm.

The next moment, the Zhenhai Tower fell on Ji Laogui, but his body suddenly disappeared, leaving only his left arm, which was completely shattered under the powerful sealing force of the Zhenhai Tower.

Ji Laogui's figure appeared ten miles away, with his left arm severed and blood gushing out like a fountain.

puff!
Patriarch Yuntian couldn't hold back anymore and spat out a mouthful of blood. He frequently used all his strength to activate his life-saving magic weapon, which cost him a huge price.

Ji Laogui flicked the wound on his left arm with his right hand, and a few wisps of dark demonic energy surged out, sealing the wound and stopping the bleeding.

There were still a few silver-white arcs of electricity remaining on his body, making crackling sounds, but he ignored them and just stared at Jing Shuhan and Wang Lin, his facial features distorted and terrifying.

"Good, very good! How dare you, the two evil creatures, betray your master and destroy your ancestors!" He roared in a low voice, no longer having the bearing of a great master of the devil.

Jing Shuhan steadied her body. Her clothes were tattered, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin and two breathtaking breasts. A line of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

She had a spiritual body. Even though she had practiced magic, there was still a trace of pure spiritual energy in her body, so she was not seriously injured by the thunder talisman.

She stared at Ji Laogui, her eyes full of satisfaction: "Treasoning the master and destroying the ancestors? Master, you are going to refine me into an incarnation, do you still want me to wait for death obediently?"

Wang Lin, with his body covered in burnt black and wounds, panted and said, "It feels so good! Old Ghost Ji, did you ever think this day would come? My junior sister and I have been planning for a long time, and finally we are no longer under your control!"

Ji Laogui's eyes were full of bloodshot, like a ferocious beast that was ready to devour someone: "How did you break the soul blood ban and the secret method of external incarnation that I planted?"

He turned to look at Patriarch Yuntian, his eyes full of madness: "It's you? No, it's impossible. Before entering Jueling Island, I specially reinforced it. Even a great cultivator can't unlock it. It's impossible!"

His voice gradually lowered, full of doubt and puzzlement: "Who on earth did it? Who ruined my painstaking plan of more than a hundred years? Who on earth was it!"

He shouted out the last sentence with all his might. He no longer had the demeanor of a Nascent Soul cultivator, but instead sounded like a dying beast.

He couldn't help but go crazy. In order to train Wang Lin and refine Jing Shuhan into his incarnation, he had paid no idea how much price and spent how much effort over the past hundred years.

It is about to bear fruit, and all the hard work will be rewarded a hundredfold. Not only can the life span be extended by 200 years, but the pure medicinal power of the Fulong Chizhen vine can also be used to break through the bottleneck of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul and greatly advance the cultivation.

But in the blink of an eye, everything was gone.

That silver talisman was a very famous Heavenly Thunder Talisman in the world of immortal cultivation. It was the most powerful against demon cultivators, and when it exploded at close range, Old Ghost Ji was seriously injured. Then, under the suppression of the Zhenhai Tower, he was forced to use the death-substitution technique and cut off his left arm, which greatly reduced his strength.

At this moment, his Qi had greatly declined. In the secret realm of yellow sand that was constantly being eroded by demonic energy, he was not even as good as a cultivator in the late Jindan stage.

The Fulong Chizhen vine quietly clung to the pine tree, only ten miles away from Ji Laogui, but it was destined to have no chance to meet him. (End of this chapter)