Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Xiong Lie's face changed drastically, he swallowed the second half of the sentence, and immediately turned around to resist.

But he was caught off guard and unable to respond, so Chen Yuan's punch hit him hard.

There was a flash of dark light, and the snow-white cloak on his back broke silently, like a piece of rice paper being cut by a sharp blade.

Xiong Lie was like being hit by a meteor falling from the sky. He flew backwards and fell heavily on the wasteland.

His body plowed a deep trench that extended for hundreds of feet. The hard frozen soil and ice and snow seemed like the softest yellow mud, surging and splashing.

After Chen Yuan threw this punch, his expression changed slightly. He looked down at the mustard ring on his wrist, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

But he quickly collected his thoughts, flapped his wings, teleported to Xiong Lie's side, and punched out again.

As Chen Yuan paused in the air for a moment, Xiong Lie had already stood up from the ditch.

His back was invaded by a sharp dark light, leaving a fist mark deep enough to reveal the bone, and one could even see his internal organs moving.

Chen Yuan used all his strength in this punch, and Xiong Lie was severely injured by this blow.

Facing Chen Yuan who was attacking again, he roared wildly, raised his arms and crossed them in front of his chest.

Xiong Lie's hair grew wildly all over his body, turning into thick snow-white hair. His body grew to several feet tall, with fangs protruding, and he turned into a violent bear as big as a mountain.

Xiong Lie knew that if he didn't reveal his true form, he would die.

But even if he revealed his true form, he couldn't block Chen Yuan's punch.

The violent bear is several feet tall, with a ferocious face and exuding a fierce aura, like a wild beast.

Chen Yuan is over six feet tall, and in front of Xiong Lie he is like a flying insect.

His fist hit Xiong Lie's thick and broad arms, like a needle piercing the trunk of a towering tree.

But this needle contains tremendous power, enough to break a towering tree in half.

Xiong Lie rubbed his feet back several feet on the ground, and the left arm that was blocking in front of him broke cleanly, like a dead branch that was casually stepped on.

His snow-white fur was enough to resist mid-level magic weapons, but under the dark light of Chen Yuan's right hand, it was cut silently, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Xiong Lie opened his eyes wide, his dark pupils were as big as bowls, revealing a look of madness.

He retreated violently, shouting, "Wait a minute, who are you and why are you attacking me?"

At the same time, a dark yellow mountain peak about ten feet high suddenly appeared on his right palm and was thrown forward violently.

The dark yellow mountain peak was coming at a very fast speed, and Xiong Lie and Chen Yuan were very close, so in the blink of an eye, it flew in front of Chen Yuan.

But Chen Yuan reacted faster. He flapped his wings and flashed in front of Xiong Lie, avoiding the dark yellow mountain peak. He raised his hand and grabbed Xiong Lie's heart with lightning speed.

Xiong Lie roared wildly and swung his right palm violently. His snow-white paw was covered with frost and his outstretched claws flashed with a cold luster.

The dark yellow peak flashed and appeared in front of Xiong Lie, like a large shield, blocking his heart.

Chen Yuan raised his left hand and blocked Xiong Lie's right palm. His tiny body sank slightly and stopped in the air.

However, Xiong Lie's right palm was unable to press down even a little bit, and the frost was swallowed by the dark light, leaving no trace.

The sharp claws that seemed indestructible turned into rusty swords, unable to even break through the thin layer of black light, leaving a trace of scar on Chen Yuan's body.

Chen Yuan grabbed the dark yellow mountain with his right hand, and a muddy yellow light flashed, resisting the sharp space crack, and the mountain remained intact.

Chen Yuan frowned. It was indeed a high-level magic weapon, it was so strong.

Seeing that the dark yellow mountain had finally blocked Chen Yuan's attack, Xiong Lie felt relieved and continued to retreat.

This Nascent Soul cultivator who suddenly appeared was extremely powerful. He was even more powerful than him, the transformed demon king, and could perform the art of teleportation. The dark light covering his hands was also extremely sharp, which made him feel afraid and he only wanted to save his life.

But the next moment, Chen Yuan flapped his wings and flashed behind Xiong Lie, and suddenly a deep blue spear appeared in his hand.

This is a three-meter-long spear. Holding it in Chen Yuan's hand, it looks like an ant dancing with a three-foot-long sword.

But this long spear was as easy to use as an arm in Chen Yuan's hand. He raised his hand and stabbed it. The long spear penetrated the wound where the internal organs were visible and went deep into Xiong Lie's body!
Xiong Lie's body suddenly froze in place. Chen Yuan pushed the handle of the spear hard, and the long spear flashed and pierced through Xiong Lie's body, and the blade emerged from his chest.

Xiong Lie's fierce aura immediately weakened, and his body was pierced by a mid-level magic weapon. Even though he was a transformed demon king, he was not far from death.

Suddenly, a snow-white demon pill flew out of Xiong Lie's body and shot towards the sky at an extremely fast speed.

Chen Yuan flapped his wings and disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, he appeared in front of the demon pill and reached out to grab it.

The snow-white demon pill struggled hard to break free, but it was of no use.

Chen Yuan smiled slightly, pointed at the demon pill, and was about to perform the soul-searching technique.

A phantom of an ice bear that was shrunk a hundred times emerged from the demon pill. It was Xiong Lie's soul.

He felt Chen Yuan's consciousness invading his soul, and a look of madness appeared in his eyes: "Even if I die, I will never let the human cultivators search my soul!"

He roared wildly, his soul shattered, turned into specks of light, and dissipated in the cold wind, leaving only a snow-white demon pill.

Chen Yuan frowned. As expected of a transformed demon king, his temperament was so fierce that his idea of ​​investigating the Cold Jade Lion Cave from Xiong Lie's soul failed. He put the demon pill into the mustard seed ring, retracted the pair of black wings behind him, flew to the side of Xiong Lie's body, and lowered the escape light.

Xiong Lie was dead, and the dark yellow mountain had dimmed and fell to the ground. Although it was only about ten feet high, the mountain was steep and rugged, and its momentum was majestic, almost the same as a thousand-foot-high peak.

Chen Yuan swept his spiritual sense and found a mustard seed ring from Xiong Lie's body. He put it away together with the Fu Hai Ge, and held up the dark yellow mountain with his right hand.

The dark yellow mountain was extremely heavy. Chen Yuan had not yet refined it, so he felt a little strained holding it in his hand.

He picked up Xiong Lie's body with his left hand again and flew over Shuofeng City. He stopped in front of Tang Daozhou across the formation.

Tang Daozhou looked at Chen Yuan with disbelief on his face and fear in his eyes. He forced a smile: "Friend Chen..."

boom!
Chen Yuan threw the ball with one hand, and Xiong Lie's huge body fell into Shuofeng City with a loud noise, interrupting Tang Daozhou's words.

Chen Yuan held up the mountain with one hand and smiled slightly: "Fellow Daoist Tang, I have fulfilled my mission and Xiong Lie has been killed."

The cold wind whistled past as the monks on the north city wall watched the scene, stunned and silent.

The fight between Chen Yuan and Xiong Lie may sound long, but in fact it lasted less than ten breaths. In a flash, Xiong Lie was dead on the spot, leaving only a demon pill.

Wei, the chief, was horrified: "Yuan...Yuanying cultivator! Fellow Daoist Chen, no, Senior Chen is a Yuanying cultivator!"

The dead silence was broken and discussions broke out.

"The demon king surrendered, the demon beasts fled north in panic, the beast tide is about to recede!"

"Senior Chen has shown his divine power. We finally don't have to fight monsters anymore!"

"Senior Chen is actually a physical cultivator who has mastered the art of teleportation. Could he be a great cultivator?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Senior Chen's aura is so strong that he is clearly in the early stage of Yuanying!"

"Friend Han, do you know the identity of Senior Chen?"

The group of Jindan cultivators were naive and had faces full of amazement.

Han Chengzong was stunned in the place. After hearing this, he came back to his senses and murmured, "I just found out now that Senior Chen is actually a Nascent Soul cultivator..."

Xiao Chengmo stared at Chen Yuan, who was holding the mountain with his hands, with an upright posture and fluttering sleeves, like a god descending to the earth. All the contempt and disdain in his heart disappeared.

He laughed at himself and whispered to himself: "I was actually wrong..."

In the sky, Tang Daozhou took a look at Xiong Lie's body that had fallen to the ground. His pupils shrank, and he immediately clasped his fists and bowed: "Fellow Daoist Chen, you have shown your divine power. I admire you!"

Chen Yuan said calmly: "This Xiong Lie's body is given to you. I wonder when you can deliver the spiritual herbs and demon pills you promised?"

Tang Daozhou smiled brightly: "Please come into the city and rest for a while. I will fetch the magical herbs and pills and present them to you with both hands later!"

All the previous plans were now forgotten by him.

Chen Yuan was so fierce that he killed Xiong Lie with just a few punches. He couldn't afford to provoke him at all.

I wonder what kind of powerful magical power that strange dark light is.

He also mastered the art of teleportation, which is obviously a method used by great cultivators. How could it be possessed by a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage?
The defense formation of Shuofeng City does not have the means to seal off space, and therefore cannot block the teleportation technique.

Chen Yuan can freely enter and leave Shuofeng City, even the gate of Guanlan Sect. Even if the Canglan formation is activated, it can't do anything to him.

Tang Daozhou broke out in a cold sweat. Feeling guilty, he was afraid that Chen Yuan would suddenly teleport to his side, grab his neck and crush him to death.

No matter how precious the thousand-year-old spiritual herbs and the eighth-level demon pills were, he did not dare to be greedy for them. He just wanted to hand them over to Chen Yuan as soon as possible and not offend this plague god.

The only thing Tang Daozhou is thankful for now is that Chen Yuan is not a cultivator with ice spiritual roots.

Otherwise, as long as he asked for the Hanchi grass, Tang Daozhou would not dare to refuse.

Chen Yuan said calmly: "Please ask Brother Tang to open the formation."

Tang Daozhou did not dare to delay. He raised his hand and made a gesture. A passage immediately appeared on the formation curtain covering Shuofeng City. Chen Yuan flew in, holding up the dark yellow mountain.

"Chen is in the cave, waiting for Brother Tang to come." He flew towards the cave without stopping.

After Chen Yuan left, the silent Shuofeng City erupted into deafening cheers.

After Xiong Lie's death, the beast tide immediately receded, and the monsters outside the city fled north in panic.

The ordinary soldiers were crying with joy, and the monks had to save their faces, but they also smiled and cheered.

Han Chengzong flew up into the sky, came to Tang Daozhou, clasped his fists and bowed, and said in a voice transmission: "Master, what you ordered..."

"Shut up!" Tang Daozhou's face changed drastically and he yelled.

He immediately placed a spiritual awareness barrier around him and said solemnly, "Fellow Daoist Chen's spiritual awareness far exceeds that of my master. You cannot casually transmit messages in the city!"

Han Chengzong's heart trembled: "Yes, I know I was wrong. Senior Chen is so powerful that he killed Xiong Lie unexpectedly. Master's previous instructions..."

Tang Daozhou sighed and said, "Of course it is invalid. Remember, Fellow Daoist Chen killed Xiong Lie and saved Shuofeng City from the danger of the beast tide. He is our sect's benefactor. Everyone in Guanlan Sect should always remember Fellow Daoist Chen's kindness."

"I will return to the mountain gate and pick the thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. You take my token and enter the sect's treasury to take out the three eighth-level demon pills. I will personally deliver them to Fellow Daoist Chen!" (End of this chapter)