Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 288: Holy Son Inheritance
The death of Shao Zairong in Suxin Temple finally made the other five Tiannan monks more vigilant. Although the old demon acted in a despicable way, his magical powers were still considerable. The fact that he was killed so quickly showed that the person who attacked him was extremely terrifying.

That is why Lu Cheng and Ji An hid and waited again and again, but they never found a better opportunity.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators from the Tiansha Sect and the Baishou Palace were no longer far away even when they were tracking each other.

"Do it!"

If we don't take action now, the other three Tiannan monks will probably finish their search and return.

Lu Cheng stretched out his hand and the Magic Banner turned into a thick black cloud that enveloped himself and Ji An.

From the perspective of the two Tiannan monks, a cloud of pitch-black smoke suddenly rose from the ground in front of them. The smoke kept surging and expanding, and quickly rose up, covering the two of them.

There was a flash of sword light in the black cloud, and then two sword lights burst out and slashed towards one of the Tiannan monks.

Lu Cheng and Ji'an Zhenjun both selected the Nascent Soul cultivator from the Hundred Beasts Palace. Unless a cultivator who practices the art of controlling spiritual insects and beasts follows the body-refining and self-cultivation method of Guizang Mountain, his ability to respond to changes and fight will always be weaker.

The two swords flew together, and the sword light of Lu Cheng's Xuanyin Flying Sword suddenly burst out at a high speed, entwining on the golden flying sword of Ji'an Zhenjun.

Master Ji'an was slightly stunned, but suddenly he felt a tremendous force superimposed on the body of his own flying sword. His natal flying sword suddenly slashed out with a fast and fierce sword that even at his peak could not.

"This fellow Daoist Tiexiao's swordsmanship is truly superb, but unfortunately..."

True Lord Ji'an watched helplessly as his own flying sword forced the unsuspecting monk from the Palace of Beasts to retreat, while Lu Cheng's flying sword continued to exert its strength afterwards to make up for the limitations of its own sword path. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If the situation was still two against one at this moment, this Nascent Soul cultivator from the Hundred Beasts Palace might die even faster than Shao Zairong.

But the demon cultivators also understand the principle of the lips and teeth being interdependent.

A white cold light flashed on the body of the Tiansha Sect monk, covering the monk from the Baishou Palace from head to toe, forming a circle of evil light shield.

After that, he summoned three flying forks and five flying swords, which flashed with cold light and were full of precious aura, and attacked the black cloud together.

The Taoist tradition inherited by the monks of Tiansha Sect is good at refining the evil energy between heaven and earth and integrating it into their own magic power.

After successful cultivation, not only does one have profound magical powers, but every time he makes a move, he exudes a murderous aura that is frightening to the mind.

Moreover, his three flying forks and five flying swords are also two sets of magic weapons. Although they are of the lower grade of the sixth rank, their power is not inferior to that of the middle grade of the sixth rank, at least that is the case before others can decipher the changes in them. Of course, the mana consumption will also be relatively higher.

"Not good. These two are not easy to deal with. It may not be easy to kill them in a short time."

If the flying forks and flying swords were allowed to stab together, the black cloud would be broken in just a few rounds, and Lu Cheng and Ji An would not have the opportunity to hide and attack without defending.

So when Lu Cheng flicked his sleeves, a black skeleton flew out from his sleeves, swelled in the wind, and soon stood beside Lu Cheng, holding a spear high and throwing continuously.

Under the guidance of Lu Cheng's spiritual sense, they continuously interrupted the attacks of the flying forks and flying swords. The Nether Bone was a sixth-rank medium-grade puppet, and the Phantom Demon Banner was a sixth-rank medium-grade magic treasure. Of course, they could withstand a two-on-two situation.

Moreover, the former is a puppet, and the latter is a magic treasure that specializes in illusions and the mind. The murderous aura of the Tianshamen monks is of no use to them.

At this time, Lu Cheng did not dare to engage in a head-on sword fight with the Tiansha Sect monks. The murderous aura frightened his heart and suppressed his thoughts, thus further exposing his own weaknesses.

Seeing Lu Cheng resisting the opponent's counterattack, Ji An sighed secretly and sacrificed a talisman. The talisman spontaneously ignited in the void without fire, and then transformed into a silver flying knife, a sixth-level intermediate-grade talisman Taiyi Immortal Flying Knife.

The power of talismans fluctuates greatly. At a low level, the power of a talisman of the same level is often not as strong as a magical weapon or flying sword of the same level. It's just that it has many changes and is easier to use according to the time and place.

After reaching the Jindan Yuanying realm, as the skills of talisman makers become higher and higher, the materials needed to make talismans become more and more rare and expensive, the power of high-level talismans also increases linearly, so that when it reaches the level of sixth-grade intermediate grade, the power it can exert is even higher than the explosive power of magic weapons of the same level. The sixth-grade intermediate grade spiritual talisman Taiyi Immortal Slaying Flying Knife is one of the best.

Moreover, even at a low level, when low and medium-level talismans are not very powerful, cultivators can still purchase and use talismans that are higher than their own level, then even this only shortcoming will not exist.

Alchemy, talismans, and formations, the art of alchemy and the way of inner alchemy cultivation are secretly connected to each other. Understanding the essence can feed back into cultivation. No matter which one you practice, you can become a strong cultivator in the same realm. If you are proficient in formations, you can use the power of formations to fight against many enemies alone, trap many enemies alone, or even defend against enemies of higher levels or kill enemies of higher levels.

There is a reason why these four are the most important among the hundred arts of cultivating immortals.

The body of Master Ji'an was damaged by the cultivators from Tiannan, and even his Qiankun bag was lost. All his personal wealth was greatly damaged. However, after he returned to Nanlihai, he borrowed money from Lingyuan Mansion and purchased the Five Elements Dharma Body and several sixth-level talismans for himself.

Otherwise, he would only have his own flying sword.

"The monk Tiannan also has a great grudge against me, so I will lend a helping hand to fellow Tiedao!"

As soon as he thought of this, he activated his magic power and the silver blade light shot towards the monk from the Hundred Beasts Palace like lightning.

Lu Chengyu used the Magic Phantom Banner to form a large black cloud to block his spiritual perception, so the sword light was extremely abrupt.

The Nascent Soul cultivator from the Palace of Beasts had just stabilized his position and successively summoned a cloud fox, an earth dragon, and a human-faced vulture, preparing to launch a counterattack.

But at this moment, the Taiyi Immortal Slaying Flying Knife came like lightning, circled in the air, and slashed at his neck from behind.

"Ok?"

The Nascent Soul cultivator of the Hundred Beasts Palace suddenly felt a chill invading his body. At the same time, the True Evil protecting his body was like a stone dropped into water, causing ripples continuously. This was a sign of rapid gathering and consumption.

"Come back and protect me first!"

He had just issued an attack order to his three spirit beasts a moment ago. The sudden change at this moment made the three spirit beasts a little at a loss.

At the same time, the Xuanyin flying sword found a gap and rushed in, and the Yinchi sword energy quickly burned and disintegrated a large amount of evil energy.

The True Evil's body protection was broken, and the Taiyi Immortal Slaying Flying Knife, whose light was slightly dimmed, slashed in to continue chasing, but collided with the flying shield that was circling the body of the monk from the Hundred Beasts Palace.

Snapped.

The two collided, one attacking and one defending. The Taiyi Immortal Slaying Flying Knife suddenly dissipated, and the sixth-rank inferior defensive magic weapon also suddenly dimmed, and its spirituality was obviously greatly damaged.

At this time, Master Ji'an's natal flying sword had already pierced the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Hundred Beasts Palace head-on.

The Yuanying cultivator from the Hundred Beasts Palace gathered all his magic power in his hands, clamped the sword and resisted with all his might.

Clang, puff.

"what……"

After a brief stalemate, the flying sword finally broke through his body, but Master Ji An also spat out a mouthful of blood and fell from the sky. It was obvious that he had suffered a serious internal injury in the previous magic power competition.

At this time, the cultivator from the Tiansha Sect was fighting with Lu Cheng. The second ghost infant was controlling the Seven Absolute Demon Banner to change from time to time, and Lu Cheng transformed his own natal flying sword and natal Dan Qi into two flying swords, which changed and flew around. Even if he was just raiding the formation, he brought considerable pressure to the opponent.

The Nascent Soul cultivator from the Tiansha Sect was shocked when he suddenly saw his companion's physical body being chopped off, and he only had time to escape with his Nascent Soul, and was also chased into the sky by a black and gray flying sword.

Even if the physical body of a Nascent Soul cultivator is cut off, if he still has the will to fight, his Nascent Soul can control his own magic weapon and his combat power will not even decrease in a short period of time.

But the Nascent Soul cultivator from the Hundred Beasts Palace had no chance at all. Lu Cheng's Xuanyin Flying Sword chased his body all over the sky, and even the spirit beast lost control and flew away.

Fortunately, the monk from the Hundred Beasts Palace was defeated and fled, and True Lord Ji'an also fell down. It was still a one-on-one fight, which allowed the monk from the Tiansha Sect to calm down a little.

"The protective magic power had clearly been mostly destroyed by my Xuanyin sword energy, so how did Fellow Daoist Ji An still suffer such severe internal injuries from the counterattack?"

Sensing that the Yuanying of the Hundred Beasts Palace was holding a beast-controlling banner and escaping very quickly under the pursuit of the flying sword, Lu Cheng frowned slightly, but he quickly focused his mind on the cultivator of the Tiansha Sect.

With two sets of magic weapons, a protective treasure, and extremely good fighting skills, Lu Cheng discovered that the remaining three Nascent Soul cultivators of Tiannan were approaching quickly, and it seemed that he could no longer escape.

The sky gradually darkened, dark clouds gathered, and it became gloomy.

After injuring the monk from the Hundred Beasts Palace, the Xuanyin Flying Sword reversed and flew back at high speed.

Taoist Lu Cheng stood on the clouds, the flying sword at his side emitting bursts of cold air, and there seemed to be faint black lightning wrapped around the sword.

The Phantom Demon Banner swayed gently behind him, its shadow flickering, and wails and screams emanated from it, making people's scalps numb and their hearts shaken. White and green soul fires were flying and wandering above it.

The Seven Deadly Demon Banners were hung high in the sky, and the images of the demons on top of the banners were lifelike. A demonic aura was spreading throughout the banners, making the surrounding air seem to solidify.

The Dark Demon surrounded Lu Cheng. Its figure at this moment was like mist and smoke, appearing and disappearing, with a captivating sense of oppression.

Since I can't escape, then I won't run away. There is less than an incense stick of time, less than a quarter of an hour. Even if I fight one against four, the other party may not be able to do anything to me.

Because of his bloodthirsty and aggressive nature, at this moment Lu Cheng's body was trembling slightly due to extreme excitement.

Many Taoist sects believe that magical powers are also obstacles for practitioners.

As the saying goes, if you carry a sharp weapon, you will naturally have the desire to kill. These Taoist sects believe that the same is true for Taoist magic and supernatural powers. Not only can they not eliminate calamities, but they will instead bring about calamities. They believe that cultivators should only practice Taoism and not magic.

In orthodox classics, it is also believed that abstaining from killing and cherishing life are the true qualities of Taoists.

Over the years, Lu Cheng has been controlling himself, restraining himself, and reducing killing. "But...it's better to relax than to block. It's good to relax your nature occasionally!"

Once again, he sacrificed the amethyst and colored glass-like treasure lamp, the Seven Sacred Magic Lamps.

Originally, the spirituality of this magic treasure had been somewhat damaged in the previous battle, but Lu Cheng sacrificed it again at this moment.

Because they share the same evil, Lu Cheng's evil nature at this moment is almost perfectly matched with this top-level fifth-grade magic treasure.

"It doesn't matter if it breaks, just get out of here!"

"What's wrong with this guy? His aura... the pressure he gives me is completely different from just now."

This person naturally didn't know that, to a certain extent, Lu Cheng was a seed of killing born to meet the calamity. The Jiuli Ding selected the holy son of the empress from among hundreds of billions of people, and what he had to deal with was not just a few Nascent Soul Transformation Little Demons.

With profound accumulation and extraordinary Taoism and magical powers, even if he is besieged by more than ten monks of the same level, he will not be afraid and can easily escape. This is the basic quality.

With the infusion of mana and the combination of human effort, Lu Cheng pushed the Seven Saints' Secret Magic to a level that even Deng Dongyuan had never expected. The Seven Saints' Glazed Magic Lanterns shone brightly.

call.

As the golden lamp oil burned, a huge horned demon head popped out of the air and bit the Tianshamen monk.

boom.

The Tiansha Sect monk sacrificed a small colorful flag and set down a series of spiritual light defenses to block the frontal attack.

However, the sky suddenly darkened, and a huge thunder eagle flapped its wings and came towards them to bite.

On the left side, the Xuanyin Flying Sword circled and turned into a dragon, transforming into a black, gray and white-haired dragon head, which raised its head and bit down.

The bones of the underworld turned into a flying skeleton surrounded by black mist, biting upwards from below. The Tiansha Sect monk could even feel that a warm and fragrant body like jade suddenly appeared behind him, rubbing against his temples, and breathing like orchid. It seemed that if he only turned his head slightly, he could go to the moonlit platform with the goddess.

"Fake, these are all fake!"

The cultivators of the Tiansha Sect absorb and exhale the evil spirit between heaven and earth and integrate it into their own magic power, thereby enhancing their magic power and gaining the ability to use the evil spirit to frighten the heart and attack the soul, but at the same time it also has an extremely profound effect on tempering their own Tao heart.

Apart from being more prone to going astray, there are almost no flaws. If one can successfully practice it, one can indeed develop a heart of Tao that is superior to others.

Therefore, under the almost overwhelming attack from the Taoist opposite, this Tiansha Sect monk also unexpectedly unleashed great potential. He defended again and again, persisted again and again, and used all his spiritual power, magic formulas and secret arts to the extreme.

It was simply like a torrent of magical power, crashing down from the sky to the ground, burning the mountains and cracking the earth, destroying everything.

The three flying forks shattered, and four of the five flying swords broke. Just as this Nascent Soul cultivator of the Tiansha Sect felt his protective seven-colored flag gradually disintegrate and the sound of tearing cloth was heard, he almost gave up hope.

Four streams of light suddenly came, all of which were magical weapons containing extremely powerful power.

"call."

Lu Cheng exhaled lightly and flew back quickly. It was not worth it to kill this man at the cost of being seriously injured. The only way to win this hard battle was to drag it out, not to kill as many enemies as possible.

"Chai Hong, why are you alone? Where is Wang Yunluo?"

Among the three Nascent Soul True Lords who came to the rescue in a hurry, Huimo Luo Chen had the strongest magical power. Although he had not broken through the third level of the Nascent Soul realm, his magical powers were no weaker than those of an ordinary mid-Nascent Soul cultivator.

The two sword lights among the four streams of light just now were also shot out by him.

“Huh… Wang Yunluo’s body was cut off, and I don’t know where he has hidden. Once his magic power weakens, even those spirit beasts will not be under his control, so how can they dare to come out?”

Chai Hong, the Tiansha Sect monk, replied.

At the same time, Lu Cheng, who was caught in a great crisis, became calmer and clearer in his thinking:
"No, Ji An was definitely not seriously injured just now... It would be fine if he just took the opportunity to escape and avoid the battle, but why do I always feel that his purpose is not just that?"

However, Luo Chen did not give Lu Cheng more time to think, but communicated with the other three people through his spiritual sense:
"Time is running out, let's join forces to kill him first!"

The setting sun in the sky is blood-red, and the sunset glows on the isolated island.

Taoist Lu Cheng's robe fluttered, his hands danced, and his magic power gathered into brilliant rays of light. He was facing four enemies who came together to kill him:

Luo Chen was dressed in a fiery red Taoist robe, with several dark red gems floating beside him. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and fiery red runes condensed around his body. As the spiritual light from his palms was waved, these runes turned into raging flames and finally condensed into a magic fire phoenix.

The Taoist secret method of mimicry, although not a real fire phoenix, is powerful enough. When the spiritual power of the cultivator's magic weapon is cultivated to the extreme, the flying sword can turn into a dragon and the magic bead can turn into a phoenix. Its true power may not be inferior to that of a real dragon and true phoenix.

Jia Shunan, a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Demon Flame Valley and Luo Chen's junior brother, slowly raised his hand and played the jade flute. The clear sound of the flute guided the surrounding heaven and earth energy, forming a series of sound waves. These sound waves jumped in the air and suddenly turned into millions of razor-sharp blades, shooting towards the enemy in front of him.

Wind is a different type of wood, just like thunder to metal, flame to fire, and ice to water, so wind helps fire and fire helps wind.

Pang Huiyun was a female cultivator from the Hundred Beasts Demon Palace. She was dressed gorgeously and had long flowing hair. As she cast spells and shouted, several spirit insect bags flew into the air. Suddenly, a large group of golden flying insects rose up, gathered like thick fog, and swooped down. The sound of flapping wings filled the sky and became the only sound between heaven and earth.

Chai Hong of the Tiansha Sect forced himself to hold on to his magic power. He waved his hands quickly, and black air currents rose from the ground, forming a huge storm. Then, following the magic formula, it moved towards Lucheng, swallowing up all obstacles in its way.

Looking down from the air, the cultivation base of the five people present was all at the Nascent Soul stage. The aftermath of their swordfighting caused the ground on the island to tremble, and the birds and beasts scattered in fright.

Lu Cheng had a solemn look on his face, throwing himself into this fight wholeheartedly. He used the Xuanyin Flying Sword, the Phantom Demon Banner, the Seven Deadly Demon Banner, the Nether Demon, and everything he could use to the extreme.

The Xuanyin Flying Sword cut through the air, and each sword was accompanied by a sharp sound of wind, as if it was going to cut the sky and the earth in half.

Luo Chen hummed softly, and with the help of magic weapons and magic power, he clasped his hands together. Streams of scorching flames burst out from his fingertips and transformed into fire dragons that circled and danced in the air, colliding with Lu Cheng's sword energy and making a deafening roar.

Jia Shunan sacrificed a small dark red flag and activated his magic power, inputting it into the small dark red flag. A ray of light suddenly appeared on the flag, and a flaming bull more than three meters tall jumped out from it, then ran and pounced on it violently, shaking the surrounding trees and causing the grass to fly.

Pang Huiyun's magic power spread out like a tide, mixing with the essence of heaven and earth and transforming into the phantoms of countless ferocious beasts surrounding her, forming a powerful defense.

The last one is Chai Hong, but his mana has been depleted a lot, so he hasn’t changed much at this moment and mainly focuses on defense.

Facing one against three, his Taoist robe was soaked with sweat, but Lu Cheng's expression remained calm. There was a gleam of fire in his eyes. His body appeared and disappeared, and he shuttled between spells and magic weapons like a ghost. Every time he appeared and changed, his moves were fierce and sharp, his grasp of the opportunity was ruthless, and his use of various means was varied. Every time he resolved the opponent's offensive, and even forced the enemy to retreat slightly.

As time went by, their spiritual consciousness and magical power were consumed. At this moment, four beams of light suddenly came flying towards them at an incredibly fast speed from the distant sky. Sensing this, Luo Chen and the other three paused slightly.

Anything could happen on the battlefield. If these four were reinforcements from the Southern Region monks, then the battle would be over. But if they were reinforcements from the Northern Region monks...

Lu Cheng also sensed the four spiritual powers that were flying quickly, and they were four Nascent Soul cultivators.

In this world, Nascent Soul cultivators seemed to have suddenly become worthless, but Lu Cheng acted as if he hadn't heard it and continued to fight back fiercely, even regaining some points.

"Fellow Daoist Tie Xiao, we are here to help you!"

Immediately afterwards, there were sword lights and flying talismans, which fell before them.

"Alas... My plan failed. It is fate. Let's retreat. It is impossible for us to kill all the Nascent Soul cultivators on this island before the formation is re-established."

Although there was pressure from Yin Biling behind him, Huimo Luo Chen was able to quickly judge the situation and make the right decision.

All those who are here today are his own strength. If they are all lost here, what will be the point of taking over Kun Island? What's more, it is obvious that he can't take it today.

"So it's you fellow Taoists from Cangyun Island. I've consumed too much mana on the battlefield, so I can't show my respect to you. Thank you so much for coming to help me."

"That's not right, Brother Tie. You fought one against four without losing. I, Wang Chuanze, admire you very much."

In fact, Lu Cheng was far from being at a disadvantage just now. He was almost forced into a dead end by Luo Chen and the other four. However, Lu Cheng was confident that he could hold out until an incense stick later, when the One Yuan Four Symbols formation would rise again. Therefore, he seemed in danger but was not really, and seemed to be dying but was not really.

Wang Chuanze's words were actually flattering Lu Cheng. It was obvious that he really wanted to make friends with the Taoist in front of him.

Although Lu Cheng noticed it at this time, he really didn't have time to pay attention to it. He clasped his hands, then turned into a sword light and suddenly left.

The four Nascent Soul cultivators headed by Wang Chuanze did not think it was strange. They just thought that this Taoist friend with extraordinary magical powers had consumed too much magic power or even suffered internal injuries, and needed urgent recuperation and treatment.

At the same time, a teleportation array was created on Kun Island.

"who?"

Lin Qinghan, who had been on alert the whole time, suddenly shouted. At the same time, the other four Jindan Zhenren who were defending the teleportation array with her, almost simultaneously summoned their flying swords.

Without the permission of the three ancestors, no one can get close to the teleportation array. Anyone who dares to disobey will be killed immediately!

In the darkness, an old Taoist walked out slowly.

(End of this chapter)