Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Just when Chen Yuan was about to kill the yellow-haired old man, Patriarch Yuntian suddenly gritted his teeth, took out a mottled jade talisman from the mustard seed ring, then raised his hand and slapped his chest, spurting out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the jade talisman blood-red.

Then he squeezed the jade talisman with force, crushing it into pieces. A green light enveloped him, and his body retreated violently. In the blink of an eye, he had escaped thousands of feet and soon disappeared into the horizon.

He lost all his fighting spirit and simply chose to flee.

Mr. Qingliu was shocked and wanted to chase after him, but his speed was far behind, so he had to give up.

When Chen Yuan saw this scene, he just smiled coldly, flapped his wings, performed the teleportation technique, crossed a distance of a thousand feet in one step, and caught up.

Yang Liqian was also eager to make a move, but Elder Gu on the side just glanced at him and spat out two words: "Stupid."

Yang Liqian's heart trembled, and he secretly transmitted his message in a hurried voice: "Brother Gu, Chen Yuan can actually exert the full power of the top-level magic weapon. We are no match for him. We'd better retreat quickly!"

Elder Gu looked at the Qingliu monk opposite him and said calmly: "If you and I join forces, how long will it take us to defeat Senior Brother Qingliu?
Yang Liqian was startled, a look of frustration appeared on his face: "It will take at least half an hour..."

Elder Gu said: "Even if we can win quickly, Chen Yuan has mastered the art of teleportation, how far can he escape?"

"Even if we escape from here, how can we avoid Chen Yuan when the trial is over?"

Yang Liqian looked unwilling: "Are we just going to sit there and wait for death?"

Elder Gu said calmly: "You and I are not wild cultivators like Yuntian and Zong Lufang. We must not lose the dignity of the elders of Haoran Sect."

"But if Junior Brother Yang still wants to live, you may as well give it a try. I will block Senior Brother Qingliu for you. Whether you can escape or not depends on your luck."

Yang Liqian's heart moved, but when he saw Mr. Qingliu staring at him with a stern expression, he sighed lightly and gave up the idea. He stayed obediently, but all his attention was focused on the distance.

Although Yang Liqian could not see Chen Yuan and Old Ancestor Yuntian, the two were within the range of his spiritual awareness.

The green light transformed from the mottled jade talisman was extremely fast. In just a hundred breaths, it had traveled more than thirty miles.

But Chen Yuan's speed was faster. He flapped his wings continuously and performed the teleportation technique, and soon caught up with Ancestor Yuntian.

The green escape light was still very thick and the power of the jade talisman had not been exhausted, but with Chen Yuan blocking the way, Patriarch Yuntian had no choice but to stop.

However, the mottled jade talisman could only be activated once and could not last long. After he stopped, the green light dissipated on its own.

Patriarch Yuntian's expression was extremely ugly, and his usual elegance, gentleness, and masterly demeanor were no longer visible.

He looked at Chen Yuan and forced a smile: "Fellow Daoist Chen, you and I had some friendship in the past. Today's matter was caused by my poor eyesight. If you can show some mercy, I will definitely reward you handsomely."

Chen Yuan said calmly, "In front of Tongtian Palace, I said that when my fellow Taoists chased me for thousands of miles, I was like a stray dog ​​and fled to Jiuxianzhou. Today, I will avenge my vengeance for a hundred years!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out the Zixu Sword and a huge amount of true energy gushed out. The sea of ​​true energy in his dantian suddenly dropped a bit. He shook his wrist and slashed out with the sword!
The sword energy was overwhelming, tearing through the black fog. A ray of sword light flew out, as fast as lightning, heading straight for Ancestor Yuntian.

Patriarch Yuntian's expression suddenly changed. He raised his hand and threw out an ice crystal shield to block in front of him.

Chen Yuan had seen this treasure before. In the Huangsha Secret Realm, Patriarch Yuntian once used it to block an attack from Taoist Yunhe's thousand-year-old lightning-struck jujube wood sword, and remained unharmed. It was a high-level magic weapon, which made Chen Yuan very envious.

Patriarch Yuntian raised his hand again, and a burst of cold air suddenly spread out, covering a hundred feet around him, containing countless tiny ice crystals, like star fragments scattered on the earth, sparkling.

But the high-level magic weapon that Chen Yuan once envied so much now seems a bit flashy.

The sword light passed through countless ice crystals without any hindrance, and slashed on the ice crystal shield, leaving a deep scar and almost piercing through the shield.

The light of the ice crystal shield dimmed, and it seemed to have lost its function. Seeing this, Chen Yuan stopped swinging the Purple Void Sword, flapped his wings, and teleported in front of the Yuntian Patriarch. He covered his left hand with a layer of black blade and punched out.

Patriarch Yuntian’s magic weapon of defense was destroyed, and he dared not engage in close combat with Chen Yuan, so he could only retreat.

His water escape technique was very good. A blue light wrapped around him, rippling with water. In an instant he escaped a hundred feet away. Although it was far inferior to the mottled jade talisman, it was also very extraordinary.

But among all the escape techniques in the world, only the thunder escape technique can be compared with the teleportation technique. Other escape techniques pale in comparison.

Chen Yuan just flapped his wings and his figure disappeared on the spot.

A trace of panic flashed across the eyes of Patriarch Yuntian. He flipped his hand and summoned a seven-story glazed pagoda. He raised his hand and made a gesture, shouting, "Suppress it!"

The seven-story glazed tower grew to a height of about a hundred feet, majestic and imposing, and then fell heavily downwards.

An invisible wave spread out with a bang, containing a sealing force that affected an area of ​​a thousand feet in radius.

The power of sealing is similar to the technique of locking heaven and earth, and can limit the technique of teleportation.

Patriarch Yuntian felt relieved. He had fought with the Sect Leader of Zhenhai Sect before. Under the power of the seal, the Sect Leader was unable to use the teleportation technique, so he should be able to avoid this attack.

But the next moment, Chen Yuan's figure suddenly appeared in front of Patriarch Yuntian. He punched out like a knife, and his right hand covered with a black blade inserted into his Dantian, which was neither real nor illusory. He grabbed his Nascent Soul and crushed it to pieces!

The body of Patriarch Yuntian froze in the air, but although his Nascent Soul was destroyed, his soul was still there. His soul escaped from his body and fled into the distance.

Seeing that Ancestor Yuntian had such a strong desire to survive, Chen Yuan remembered that he had deliberately planned to snatch the Fulong Chizhen Vine. He smiled coldly, raised his hand, and took his weak soul directly into his hand.

Patriarch Yuntian finally stopped struggling, his face looked ashen, and he stared at the dark sky of Demon Origin in despair.

"I have practiced Taoism for thousands of years, and have gone through thousands of tribulations and schemes. In the end, it is all in vain..."

He did not beg for mercy again, as if he had already accepted his fate.

Chen Yuan did not say much. He released a wisp of true energy and directly crushed the soul of Ancestor Yuntian, preventing his soul from reincarnation.

Just as Patriarch Yuntian's soul collapsed, the seven-story glazed tower that was about a hundred feet high let out a wail, shattered into pieces, and turned into countless pieces of glazed fragments that scattered to the ground.

This once famous Zhenhai Tower passed away along with its owner.

Chen Yuan just took a look and then retracted his gaze. He took off the mustard ring on the wrist of Ancestor Yuntian, and then snapped his fingers. A nimble firebird flew out and burned the corpse to ashes.

The ancestor Yuntian, who had dominated the Yuqing Sea for thousands of years, was completely wiped out from the world.

With the help of Chen Yuan, Patriarch Yuntian obtained the Fulong Chizhen Vine on Jueling Island, which extended his life by two hundred years.

It was also because of Chen Yuan that he died on Jueling Island just a hundred years later.

Chen Yuan was very pleased that his revenge had been achieved. He turned around and flew back.

Yang Liqian withdrew his spiritual sense, his heart was greatly shaken, his whole body trembled slightly. He did not have the sophistication of a Nascent Soul cultivator at all, nor did he have the demeanor of an elder from one of the ten major sects.

Patriarch Yuntian had no power to resist Chen Yuan. How long could he last? (End of this chapter)