Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

There was silence all around. The aftermath of the battle between the demon kings and the human race's Nascent Souls dissipated. A strong wind whistled, blowing over the bodies of the three great monks, making their clothes rustle.

The aura of the late Nascent Soul stage enveloped the demon kings. Their souls, which had just escaped from the strange white fire and were still aching, trembled in their hearts under such powerful pressure.

All the demon kings, including Ao Mei and Kunyang, were stunned and stared blankly at the three unfamiliar monks.

But these three great monks didn't take them seriously at all. Wang Xuan Ge glanced at Sima Long, then clasped his fists and bowed to Chen Yuan, apologetically saying, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. Sima Daoist thought that five hundred miles was not enough, so he retreated to a thousand miles, which is a bit farther away."

"We set out immediately after receiving the message from fellow Taoist, but it still took us a quarter of an hour."

"Oh?" Chen Yuan frowned and turned to look at Sima Long: "May I ask, Fellow Daoist Sima, is this true?"

Tianjizi also came forward, his eyes fell on Sima Long, with a hint of dissatisfaction: "Thanks to Fellow Daoist Chen's great power, otherwise the thirty-eight transformed demon kings would have been injured and killed if they had charged into the battle."

Sima Long took a deep breath and bowed: "Sima was not thoughtful and caused you Taoist friends to fall into danger. I hope that Taoist friends Chen and Tianji will forgive me."

The white-haired Taoist has been staring at Chen Yuan since he stopped, his eyes full of horror.

He bowed deeply and said, "This matter cannot be entirely blamed on Fellow Daoist Sima. I also thought that 500 miles was a little too close. If the demons discovered our tracks, we would not be able to accomplish our mission to the fullest."

"We have just retreated another 500 miles. I hope you will forgive me."

Chen Yuan glanced at the two people's faces, and the smile on his face disappeared. He said lightly: "It's okay, Chen just consumed some extra energy."

"However, there are many demon kings. We will need the two Taoists to help us, but we cannot hold back any more."

"Otherwise, Chen will have to report today's events to Senior Qin and Senior Ren truthfully."

His tone was a little calm, but it revealed a hint of chill.

When the human Yuanying and demon kings present heard the word "senior" from his mouth, they were all stunned.

Chen Yuan is already a great cultivator. How great must the cultivation level be for someone to be called “senior” by him?
Only the elders of the three sects looked normal, with a hint of envy in their eyes.

They had only heard of the name of the Ancestor Huashen, but in Chen Yuan's words, it seemed that they could see the Ancestor at any time. They really didn't know who were the Ancestor's disciples and descendants.

The white-haired Taoist priest said solemnly: "I will never let any of these demon kings escape."

Sima Long said sternly: "Today Sima finally understands what it means to sit in a well and look at the world. From now on, I will follow your lead!"

The two were no longer as indifferent as they were before when facing Chen Yuan, and they didn't even act like a great monk.

Thirteen days ago, the two of them led the elders of the sect and followed Chen Yuan into the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Demons.

They only knew that they had to deal with the two royal families, but they didn't know what Chen Yuan's plan was. Even Wang Xuan Ge and Tian Jizi didn't know.

However, Chen Yuan was confident and ordered everyone to rush to Beiming Island first.

The four of them were very confused, but Chen Yuan was the leader of this trip, and since he had spoken, they could only do as he said.

Under the guidance of Tianjizi, they avoided the Demon King's cave all the way and killed all the monsters they met along the way. Among them was an eighth-level Demon King. They arrived outside Beiming Island smoothly without revealing any sound.

However, Chen Yuan did not order an attack on Beiming Island. Instead, he asked Wang Xuange, the white-haired Taoist priest, and Sima Long to lead the elders of the sect to hide their tracks.

He himself and Tianjizi led thirteen Nascent Soul cultivators and appeared outside Beiming Island, but did not take action to break the formation. Instead, he left a seven-day deadline and allowed the demon king of the Kunyu clan to leave the island for help.

Chen Yuan did this in order to alert the enemy, lure the Jiaolong clan here, and then capture the demon kings of the two clans in one fell swoop.

Otherwise, they would have to break through two large formations one after another, which would not only waste time, but would also give the two royal families time to react and increase the variables.

The white-haired Taoist priest and Sima Long didn't want to help Chen Yuan deal with the two royal families. Naturally, they would not refuse if they could save some effort.

Wang Xuan Ge, because of the piece of weak water silver, would follow Chen Yuan's lead and would not have any objection.

As Chen Yuan expected, Kunyang sent Kuntie to ask for help, but Chen Yuan let them leave.

He also sent two Nascent Soul cultivators to Jiaosheng Island to closely monitor the island after the Jiaolong demon king left, to prevent the remaining Jiaolong demon king from escaping with the treasure.

This is an open conspiracy. The human cultivators are invading in large numbers and approaching Beiming Island. Kunyang knows it is a trick, but he has no choice but to take the bait.

Afterwards, Chen Yuan, Tianjizi and others settled down on the Giant Whale Island, waiting for the help from the Jiaolong clan.

In order to avoid being noticed by the Kunyu clan and fleeing from Beiming Island, the elders of the three factions hid on a deserted island five hundred miles away.

Wang Xuan Ge held a pair of lake shells in his hand. If he crushed one within a thousand miles, the other would be able to sense something.

When the Jiaolong clan came to help, as long as Wang Xuange received Chen Yuan's message, he would rush out immediately.

Chen Yuan’s plan was not surprising, but with the powerful strength of five great monks, they had already been invincible and did not need any sophisticated strategies.

However, Sima Long did not want the battle to go too smoothly, and proposed to withdraw another 500 miles to ensure that there would be no accidents.

Ever since he learned the secret technique of refining the Demon Yuan Pill, Sima Long has been thinking about refining the Demon Yuan Pill and improving his cultivation all the time.

However, the ancestor gave the Xuanyin Sect's only level 10 demon pill to Chen Yuan, and asked him to lead the elders of the sect to help Chen Yuan deal with the level 10 demon king. All the level 10 demon pills obtained would belong to Chen Yuan.

Sima Long was indignant. Although he did not dare to offend Chen Yuan under the strict order of the ancestor, the ancestor only asked him to help Chen Yuan obtain the tenth-level demon pill, so he had the opportunity to interfere.

He learned from Tianjizi that the two royal families plus their affiliated tribes could gather at least thirty transformed demon kings, so he came up with this idea.

As long as the elders of the three sects show up a little later, the fifteen human Yuanyings will definitely not be able to withstand the attack of the thirty transformed demon kings.

As a great cultivator, Chen Yuan will definitely be fine, but other human Nascent Souls will inevitably suffer casualties.

This way, he could vent his anger, and after destroying the two royal families, there would be fewer people who would share the treasures.

The old ancestor didn't know what kind of magic potion Chen Yuan had drugged him, and he took out all the three thousand year old spiritual herbs and tenth level demon pills that had been treasured in the sect for a long time and gave them to him. He didn't know how many treasures he would reward him with in the future.

The ancestor can do whatever he wants, but Sima Long, as an elder of the Xuanyin Sect, can almost compete with the sect leader. He has many disciples and grandchildren, so he cannot help but consider the younger generations in the sect.

Anyway, the ancestor only asked him to help Chen Yuan obtain the tenth-level demon pill, and he had no other requirements.

The white-haired Taoist priest shared the same idea as Sima Long and applauded his proposal.

The two men reached an agreement, and Wang Xuange had no choice but to retreat another 500 miles with them and hide under the sea.

After Chen Yuan sent the message, the three of them immediately rushed out from the bottom of the sea and headed for Beiming Island.

Sima Long and the white-haired Taoist priest originally wanted to slow down a bit, but Wang Xuange’s speed of escape was extremely fast and he spared no effort.

The two of them did not dare to be negligent, otherwise if Chen Yuan made any slanderous remarks in front of their ancestor, he would be reprimanded by the ancestor.

What was beyond their expectations was that the expected scene of Chen Yuan and Tianjizi struggling did not appear.

Instead, Chen Yuan suppressed the thirty-eight transformed demon kings by himself.

Under the attack of the human race's Nascent Soul, three level eight demon kings died and more than a dozen demon kings were injured.

Fifteen human Yuanyings faced a transformed demon king that was twice their number and still had the upper hand, but no one was killed or injured, and they even had a slight advantage.

The white-haired Taoist had witnessed the power of Zhuyan True Fire, but he didn't know that Chen Yuan could also control Zhuyan True Fire. He was horrified and didn't dare to act rashly again.

When Sima Long saw that Chen Yuan was so powerful and remembered his courage in front of Sun Yuan, the resentment in his heart immediately disappeared.

……

Chen Yuan turned around, glanced at the demon kings, and smiled: "The guests are all here. If the demon kings want to fight, we will accompany them to the end."

He spoke very calmly, but the demon kings were dumbfounded. Ao Mei and Kunyang had uncertain expressions on their faces as they just looked back and forth at the three great monks.

Wang Xuan Ge took a step forward, stood side by side with Chen Yuan, and said coldly: "You evildoers, why don't you surrender?"

Since the demon kings transformed, they had never been scolded like this before, and their faces turned pale when they heard it.

However, the pressure from the great monk emanating from Wang Xuan Ge made them dare not refute.

Ao Mei frowned and said, "May I ask your name? Why do you want to make things difficult for my Wan Yao Sea Monster Clan?"

Kunyang's expression was also extremely solemn. He said, "The three Taoist friends have high levels of cultivation. Are they from the ten great sects?"

"I wonder how my Ten Thousand Monsters Sea has offended you three, so that you would go deep into the Ten Thousand Monsters Sea to deal with my two royal families?"

The white-haired Taoist said calmly: "Your Excellency guessed correctly. I am the elder of Shaoxuan Sect, and my Taoist name is Xuanweizi."

"This is Elder Wang Xuan Ge of Tai Ming Sect, and this is Elder Sima Long of Xuan Yin Sect."

"However, the three of us are here today not because we have any grudges against you, but because we are invited by Fellow Daoist Chen to wipe out all of you evildoers."

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the demon kings changed again, and Ao Mei and Kunyang's faces became even uglier.

Even among the demon race, the names of the ten major sects are known to all demons.

The Taiming Sect, Shaoxuan Sect, and Xuanyin Sect are also ranked among the top ten sects.

If the three major sects join forces, not to mention the two royal families of the Ten Thousand Demon Sea, even if it were one of the top ten sects, they would not be able to resist.

No demon king doubted the truth of the white-haired Taoist's words. The three people's cultivation in the late Nascent Soul stage was proof of this.

Kunyang clasped his fists and bowed: "So it's Fellow Daoist Wang, Fellow Daoist Sima, and Fellow Daoist Xuanwei. Although I live in a remote place overseas, I have heard of the great names of the three Daoists."

"You three have come from far away. I hope you will forgive me for my poor hospitality."

Wang Xuan Ge said coldly: "We are here to kill the monster, not to be guests."

"Surrender quickly and I can leave you with a whole body."

"If not, don't blame Wang for being ruthless."

Ao Mei was furious when he saw how arrogant he was.

But the situation was pressing, so he could only suppress his anger and said in a muffled voice: "My clan and the Kunyu clan live in the Ten Thousand Monsters Sea. For tens of thousands of years, we have never set foot in the Nine Immortal Continent."

"We have never offended the three major sects. Why are you three Daoists making things difficult for us?"

"No matter what conditions Chen Yuan offers, please mobilize the three Taoist friends to make a move. I am willing to double the price."

"How about I just ask the three of you to stand aside and not get involved in this matter?" Kunyang immediately echoed: "I am willing to double the amount, whether it is spiritual stones, elixirs, or spiritual materials and magic weapons."

"As long as the three Taoist friends ask, I will immediately offer it with both hands, and I will definitely satisfy the three Taoist friends."

Wang Xuange's eyes flashed: "Are you two serious about what you said?"

Kunyang said solemnly: "Every word is true, absolutely no lies!"

Ao Mei took a deep breath, looked at Chen Yuan deeply, and said sincerely: "Although my two royal families are not as good as the ten major sects, they have also been passed down for tens of thousands of years."

"Under the leadership of the God-Transforming Ancestor, they dominated the Ten Thousand Monsters Sea. They have a very deep foundation and will surely satisfy the three Taoist friends."

“Even if I cannot take out the treasures that the three Taoist friends need at the moment, I can still take out treasures of equal value. I will never let the three Taoist friends return empty-handed.”

Ever since Ao Mei became the tenth-level demon king, he has never bowed to human cultivators in the past three thousand years.

He felt extremely humiliated, but Chen Yuan's control of the strange white flame made it difficult for the demon kings to resist.

In addition, there are three great monks, who are great monks from the ten major sects. Their strength is unfathomable, and the demon kings can no longer resist.

Ao Mei could only swallow his anger, not daring to show the slightest anger on his face, but his hatred for Chen Yuan was already overwhelming.

He couldn't afford to offend the ten major sects, but he would never let Chen Yuan go.

Ao Mei was not worried that the three great monks would reject his conditions. Chen Yuan was just a casual cultivator, so no matter how precious the treasures he could produce were, they would definitely not be comparable to the foundation of the two royal families.

But when Ao Mei thought about taking out the treasures that had been treasured by the clan for thousands or tens of thousands of years and handing them over to the human cultivators, he felt deeply humiliated.

Only by cutting Chen Yuan into pieces can he relieve the hatred in his heart.

But Wang Xuan Ge's words made him freeze in his tracks: "Then please ask the two demon kings to hand over the demon pills in their bodies, and ask all the demon kings here to hand over their demon pills. We will retreat immediately and will never break our promise."

Ao Mei was stunned for a moment, then his face darkened: "Are you trying to tease me, Your Excellency?"

The white-haired old Taoist sneered: "We came here for the demon pill. If you are unwilling to hand over the demon pill, then we will fight to the death."

Ao Mei's face turned pale, and he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He shouted, "Do you really think that my Jiaolong clan is made of mud?"

"I want to learn from you what great methods the great cultivators of the ten great sects have!"

Kunyang frowned and said, "Why are you forcing us to do something so difficult? Is there really no room for maneuver in this matter?"

He was mature and prudent, unlike Kunyang who had a violent temper. He knew that even if he was against five great monks, all the demon kings combined would not be his match, so he still had a glimmer of hope deep in his heart.

Wang Xuan Ge stepped out from the crowd and said, "No need to say more. Please teach me, Monster King!"

His whole body of energy surged, he raised his hand and made a seal, a faint blue light appeared in his eyes, and suddenly a huge wave rose above the sea thousands of feet below, and the sound of the tide could be heard faintly in the void.

Kunyang's face was uncertain, and he suddenly said: "I have done something for Senior Qingya of your sect. I hope that Brother Wang will consider Senior Qingya's face and not interfere in this battle!"

Wang Xuan Ge was stunned for a moment, put down his hands, and slowly gathered his energy. He frowned and asked, "Are you serious?"

Kunyang said sternly: "How dare I deceive you, fellow Daoist. Although I have taken the elixir and refined it, I have kept the elixir bottle. Please take a look at it."

As he spoke, he took out a jade bottle, raised his hand and pushed it towards Wang Xuan Ge.

Wang Xuange raised his hand to take the jade bottle and examined it carefully.

Everyone present looked over, and the demon kings were eagerly waiting with anticipation in their eyes.

Although the demon tribe has a large number of people, they have no chance of winning against the twenty-three human Yuanyings led by five great monks.

However, Tianjizi and the elder of Tianji Sect behind him frowned and stared at Wang Xuange.

If Tai Ming Sect gave up for this reason, the remaining Nascent Soul cultivators would have a much harder time dealing with more than thirty demon kings, and casualties would surely increase greatly.

Wang Xuan Ge carefully examined the jade bottle, his eyes resting on the words "Qingya" on the bottom of the bottle, and nodded slowly: "This bottle is indeed a thing of our sect, and it is made of thousand-year-old spiritual jade. It is also extremely rare in the sect. The elixir contained in it is definitely not an ordinary thing..."

Kunyang felt relieved and said with a smile: "Not only did I receive the reward from Senior Qingya, I was also fortunate enough to receive guidance from Senior Qingya on my cultivation. I have always been grateful and have great admiration for your sect."

"Fellow Daoist, could you please spare me a favor for Senior Qingya's sake? I will be extremely grateful and will definitely reward you handsomely."

Wang Xuange showed a look of hesitation. Ao Mei saw that things were turning around, so he quickly suppressed his anger and agreed: "I am also willing to compensate you. In addition to the demon pill, if you want anything else, just ask. I will never refuse!"

Although it is impossible to make all three great monks stop, if they can persuade Wang Xuange, the chances of the demon clan winning will increase a lot.

But Wang Xuange hesitated for a moment, and his expression turned cold again: "What relationship Qingya Patriarch has with you has nothing to do with me."

"I came here today for only one thing, which is to take the demon cores of the demon kings. There is no room for negotiation."

Kunyang was stunned: "Fellow Daoist, you don't even care about Senior Qingya's face?"

Wang Xuan Ge ignored it and put the pill bottle into the mustard seed ring. He raised his hand and made a gesture. A huge wave rose up below and rushed towards Kunyang.

The white-haired Taoist and Sima Long laughed sarcastically, and attacked with their magic weapons.

Taiming Sect is now led by Qin Wuya. Why would Wang Xuange care about the Qingya Patriarch who has been in meditation for thousands of years?

Seeing this, Chen Yuan raised his hand and said, "Go!"

Tianjizi raised his hand and threw the broken spear at Ao Mei.

Zhenren Ningbing, Hermit Qingliu, Ye Wendi and others displayed their magical powers one after another, with shining spiritual lights and magical weapons appearing frequently.

Ao Mei and Kunyang realized that their words were useless and finally gave up hope.

Ao Mei shouted: "Let me learn from the methods of the ten great sects!"

He tightly grasped the pale blue spear, lifted it upwards, and deflected the broken spear that was flying towards him. Then he flashed his body and rushed towards Tianjizi.

The demon kings knew that this battle was unavoidable, and the brave nature hidden deep in their blood burst out. They either sacrificed their magic weapons, or displayed their innate magical powers, or transformed into their original forms, and all went up to meet the enemy.

Kunyang's expression was extremely gloomy. He suddenly turned around, looked at Kunjue in the Beiming Island formation, and shook his head slightly.

Kunjue's expression froze and he opened his mouth to speak, but was stopped by Kunyang's stern look. He nodded silently, turned around and flew towards the mountains on Beiming Island.

Kunyang felt relieved and turned around again.

At this moment, a beam of light rose from the mountains and blocked Kunjue.

The escaping light disappeared, and a pure girl appeared. Her eyes were charming and she showed the aura of a middle-stage Nascent Soul.

Kunjue's pupils shrank, and he suddenly stopped and asked, "Who are you?"

Kunyang noticed something strange and immediately turned around and saw the figure of the girl.

Quite a few people noticed something strange on the island. Many demon kings turned their heads to look, and almost all human Yuanyings saw the girl who suddenly flew out.

The seriously injured Kuntie was at the back of the demon kings. When he saw the girl, his eyes widened and he said in disbelief: "Qinghong?! Why are you... eh!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an ice-blue long knife suddenly stretched out from his chest.

Kuntie's eyes bulged and he slowly lowered his head.

The tip of the knife was completely stained red with blood, and drops of blood fell down.

"stop!"

A loud roar came from a very far distance, and the ice-blue sword was finally retracted.

Kun Tie turned around with difficulty, only to see Yuan Kong retreating violently, waving the long sword in his hand, and fighting with a Kun fish demon king.

There was a faint pink in Yuan Kong's eyes. He met Kuntie's gaze and suddenly smiled, revealing a strange charm that made people shudder.

Kuntie's whole body trembled, his lips moved slightly a few times, the vitality in his eyes quickly dissipated, and he turned into his original form of a Kun fish, falling into the sea, stirring up splashes of water all over the sky.

He had already been seriously injured by Master Ningbing, and his strength had been greatly reduced. When he was distracted, he was successfully ambushed by Yuan Kong, so naturally he could not escape death.

Yuan Kong's sudden attack and killing of Kuntie shocked all the demon kings.

In particular, a ninth-level demon king with an old face, not caring that he was fighting against a middle-stage Nascent Soul elder of Tianji Sect, was filled with horror and shouted, "Yuan Kong, what are you doing?"

He is Yuan Chao, the patriarch of the water ape clan. He is very old and has not much time left to live.

However, Ao Mei issued an edict to summon the demon kings of all tribes. Yuan Kong was not among them, so Yuan Chao had to respond to the call in person and rush to Jiaosheng Island.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Yuan Kong on Beiming Island.

Afterwards, Chen Yuan used the Zhuyan True Fire to intimidate the demon kings, but Yuan Kong was not injured, which made Yuan Chao secretly feel lucky.

He doesn't have much time left. If Yuan Kong encounters another accident, the water ape clan will be in a period of transition and without the demon king in charge, it will inevitably decline.

But Yuan Kong's sudden attack on Kuntie made Yuan Chao lose his mind and he accidentally revealed a flaw.

His shoulder was cut by the giant black scissors wielded by the elder of Tianji Sect, leaving a deep wound and bleeding profusely.

He quickly calmed his mind and concentrated on fighting the enemy, but he still looked at Yuan Kong from time to time, his face full of disbelief.

But Yuan Kong ignored him and just fought with the Kun Fish Demon King.

Kunyang turned his head suddenly and stared at Qinghong: "Charm technique! Are you a cultivator from the Zhuyan White Bone Sect?"

Qinghong covered her mouth and smiled: "Chief Kunyang has good eyesight, but at this time, Chief Kunyang is still so concerned about me, he is really leisurely and elegant, isn't he afraid of death?"

Before she finished her words, Kunyang suddenly flapped his wings and retreated violently, avoiding the incoming huge waves and the Binghuo divine thunder that the white-haired Taoist priest controlled with his pair of red rings.

Kunyang said sternly: "Kill this girl quickly!"

Then he turned around and concentrated on fighting the enemy, no longer caring about Qinghong.

Kun Jue heard this, and a pair of wings spread out from behind him, and he rushed forward: "Witch, I will kill you!"

Qinghong chuckled: "The Second Elder is the Demon King, why does he call me a demon girl? Could it be that he has taken a fancy to me?" (End of this chapter)