Countless silver stars suddenly appeared in the sky, like a cluster of bright stars. An invisible pressure forced the Skeleton Demon Soul Ancestor to stop involuntarily.
Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao said calmly: "That's enough, let's stop!"
The Skeleton Demon Soul Ancestor floated in the air and said in a strange voice: "Wen Sheng Lu Xiaoyao? How could it be you... quack... strange, how did I know?" He naturally called out Wen Sheng Lu.
Xiaoyao's nickname also felt very strange in his heart, as if the other person was a very familiar person, but he couldn't remember who he was.
Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao said coldly: "Stop, you can no longer cultivate to become a god or demon."
When the Skeleton Demon Soul Ancestor heard that he would never become a god or demon, he suddenly became furious, and the blood mist wrapped around his body suddenly filled the air.
Yuwen Zhouyuan turned behind the ancestor of the Skeleton Demon Soul, and while he was furious, he secretly used magic techniques to hit three demon-destroying divine thunders. He would never let go of such a good opportunity.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's Demon-Destroying Divine Thunder is the real nemesis of the Skeleton Demon Soul Ancestor, especially the power of the Demon-Destroying Needle, which the demon can't resist.
The red light emitted by the Demon-Destroying Divine Thunder was very inconspicuous. The Skeleton Demon Soul Ancestor did not avoid it at all. He thought it was an ordinary magic weapon such as a flying sword. His attention was completely focused on Wen Sheng Lu Xiaoyao, and the Demon-Destroying Divine Thunder quietly fired.
into his body.
No one thought that the red light emitted by Yuwen Zhouyuan was much of a threat. They all placed their hopes on Wen Sheng Lu Xiaoyao. He was one of the Nine Saints of Yu Nei millions of years ago, a powerful figure in the legend.
The Skeleton Demon Soul Ancestor realized that something was wrong. He turned around and wanted to pounce on Yuwen Zhouyuan. This humble boy was so hateful. The method used to deal with him turned out to be the method of the Illusionary Sect that he hated most from the bottom of his heart, and it was also the most powerful.
That kind of.
Yuwen Zhouyuan shouted proudly: "It's too late, explode! Explode! Explode!"
As he shouted three times, the Skeleton Demon Soul Ancestor was in dire straits. He roared with hatred, and a large amount of blood rose from the sky in the roar. The demon head that could not be hurt by flying swords was killed by the needle containing the residual demon needle.
The devil's thunder exploded and rained flowers all over the sky.
The first demon-destroying divine thunder blew away the blood mist on his body, and the two divine thunders that followed left him mentally and physically damaged.
Once the blood mist on the skeleton demon soul ancestor's body dissipated, the arrogant ferocious flames suddenly became exhausted. His screams were filled with tears, and he rushed towards Yuwen Zhouyuan desperately.
Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao shouted: "Broken!" The silver stars in the sky quickly fell towards the skeleton demon soul ancestor.
The monks around them all retreated into the distance. Seeing Wen Sheng Lu Xiaoyao and Yu Wen Zhouyuan display their power, they were all dazzled and secretly sighed in their hearts that these two people were really powerful!
Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't want the devil to get involved, as the consequences would be really terrible. He jumped to the side and raised his hand to unleash the thunder.
The ancestor of the skeleton demon soul was hit by Wen Sheng Lu Xiaoyao's "Tianxingguiliu" move and rolled around in the air, looking embarrassed. But what he was really afraid of was the demon-destroying god's thunder, because it was the thing that consumed the power of his demon, Tianxing.
Although returning to Liuzhou made him embarrassed, it didn't hurt him in any way.
The Skeleton Demon Soul Ancestor tried his best to dodge the incoming divine thunder, and shouted bitterly: "Boy...who are you? Who are you?" He was asking about Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Yuwen Zhouyuan laughed and said: "My dear, I am Yuwen Zhouyuan of the Renxin Sect, go to hell!" He raised his hand and fired two more divine thunders.
The Skeleton Demon Soul Ancestor was so angry that he roared and turned around and rushed towards the weak monks. He was eager to replenish his energy, but the energy he had just absorbed was completely consumed by Yuwen Zhouyuan's Demon-Destroying God Thunder.
Yuwen Zhouyuan flew to high altitude and shouted loudly: "Brother Lu! Brother Mingyun! Hold him! Hey! Everyone else listen... gather according to the sect, don't use flying swords to resist, use magic weapons to drive away the devil, any
No one is allowed to be alone...No one is allowed to be alone!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan said that he suddenly swooped down and caught a monk flying around just before the skeleton demon soul ancestor arrived. He threw him into the crowd with a swing of his arm, and at the same time raised his hand and struck the skeleton with a red light.
Demon Soul Ancestor.
The Skeleton Demon Soul Ancestor was already dizzy, and was knocked backwards by the Demon-Destroying Thunder. In his remaining consciousness, he knew that there was no advantage to be gained, and he was ready to escape.
A discerning person has discovered his intention and shouted: "No! The devil is going to escape! The devil is going to escape!"
Ding Xiangyang knew that if the ancestor of the Skeleton Demon Soul stayed on the Tanbang Star, whether it was the wilderness or the Gobi Desert, there would probably be no peace forever! Thinking of this, he became even more nervous, and risked everything to fly to Yuwen Zhouyuan.
, tell him your worries.
Yuwen Zhouyuan became nervous after hearing this. The existence of such a terrifying demon was indeed extremely dangerous.
The Skeleton Demon Soul Ancestor suddenly turned around and rushed towards the ruins.
Before Yu Wen Zhouyuan had time to call for help, he used the spirit formula to pinch the Heart Lotus Xiangzuo and flew out, blocking the entrance to the crypt. The skeleton demon soul ancestor was so frightened that he ducked aside.
Yuwen Zhouyuan shouted: "Open!" Countless golden threads flew out of his hand and fell down.
Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao looked at it with surprise and confusion from above. He knew that Yuwen Zhouyuan's move was the most famous "Heart Lotus Blooming" of the Illusion Sect, and it was definitely a unique skill that only the elders of the Illusion Sect could master.
All I saw was the vast expanse of white Gobi land, and the diffuse mist was shimmering with golden light. The ancestor of the skeleton demon soul walked underground several times in a row, but was ejected. His sense of crisis became more and more intense, and he went crazy.
Seemingly running around.
After a while, there were more and more flashing light spots. The monks in the sky could see clearly that each light spot was a golden lotus, and in an instant the entire earth was covered with golden lotus flowers.
Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao couldn't help but let out a long sigh. He was very aware of the power of "Heart Lotus Blooming". He was almost certain that Yuwen Zhouyuan had a great connection with the Illusionary Sect, otherwise he would not have been able to learn the most famous teachings of the Illusionary Sect.
Extremely learned.
There are only two ways to use the superb method of transforming into a simulated object. One must be a master at the half-step true self stage to be able to start practicing, and one must also be proficient in weapon refining. The other is like Yuwen Zhouyuan. Although
I have never practiced, but I have the best magic weapon to control it, so when I saw the golden lotus blooming all over the ground, all the monks in the sky were stunned.
The people in Liuyunfeng Zhenwu Palace were secretly glad that they did not have any enmity with Yuwen Zhouyuan. Just by looking at his actions, you can tell that this rookie who suddenly appeared in the world of cultivation actually has the legendary magic weapon. It is really amazing. It's unbelievable.
Knowing how he got it, some monks have practiced for hundreds or thousands of years but still don't have a few decent treasures. Comparing one person to another is really annoying.
The Skeleton Demon Soul Ancestor turned around in despair, because golden lotuses were growing rapidly all over the place, and the golden light emitted from the tips of the lotus petals made him feel as if he was lying in a boiling oil pot. Wherever the golden light hit, the acidity that had long been lost was felt.
, the feeling of pain, numbness, and swelling unexpectedly appeared in his heart again. He knew clearly that these were not true, but it was just unbearable.
The Skeleton Demon Soul Ancestor howled and flew into the sky again, running as far as he wanted. Without paying attention, he crashed into a formation that had been set up. This formation was very strange and would be dangerous to anyone.
None of them are useful. They only work on demons, which is the demon trapping array reserved by the Illusion Sect.
The activation of the Demon Trapping Formation must be touched by a medium, that is, the Heart Lotus in the Heart Lotus Seat blooms.
A transparent mountain peak suddenly appeared high in the sky, like a mirage, floating and illusory. The skeleton demon soul ancestor was struggling crazily inside, and his voice was heard from far away, and the voice was erratic: "I...
Will be back...boy...boy!"
The voice gradually faded away, and all the monks knew that the Skeleton Demon Soul Ancestor hated Yuwen Zhouyuan to death.
Yuwen Zhouyuan said nonchalantly: "Come back as soon as you come back. Who is afraid of you?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan put away the Heart Lotus Xiangzuo, and the mirage-like mountain peaks in the sky quietly disappeared. Everyone knew that the ancestor of the Skeleton Demon Soul was imprisoned again, and God knows when he will escape.
Feng Zilei, an epileptic Taoist, said with envy on his face: "Senior Yuwen, you are so amazing, I admire you from the bottom of my heart!"
The masters from Liuyunfeng Zhenwu Palace gathered together and were introduced to Yuwen Zhouyuan one by one by Zuo Qianlun, and then the monks from various small sects came up to get close to Yuwen Zhouyuan and the others.
Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao still looked cold and cold. Ming Yun and epileptic Taoist Feng Zilei were both not good at socializing. They stood on the side chatting with Island Master Sikong Hao. Only Yu Wen Zhouyuan and Ding Xiangyang were familiar with these social interactions.
Greet everyone warmly.
Zuo Qianlun invited Yu Wen Zhouyuan and the others to visit Zhenwu Palace in Shangliu Yunfeng. Wen Sheng Lu Xiaoyao said lightly: "Let's go again when we have the opportunity. I plan to go back to Jubi Peak. I haven't been back for a long time. Brother, what are your next steps?
Where?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan said: "I will go to Tianzhu Peak to participate in the Tianzhu Martial Arts Competition first. As for the future, I will definitely go to Jubi Peak to find my elder brother."
Literary Saint Lu Xiao nodded and said: "Okay, I'll wait for you! See you soon!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Sheng Lu Xiaoyao turned into a breeze and left.
However, Ming Yun and Sikong Hao are willing to visit Liuyunfeng Zhenwu Palace as guests. They really want to establish friendship with Liuyunfeng Zhenwu Palace so as to serve as the back-up for their sect.
At this time, those who wanted to leave and return to the sect all expressed their respect to each other and parted ways.
Ji Wenli from Baijian Sect found Yuwen Zhouyuan and hesitated before saying: "Senior...this...underground ruins...well, I heard that there are many magic weapons left by the Illusionary Sect, and we want to go down and explore...
...Senior, do you think this is appropriate? Is the danger down there great?" His face was full of hope.
Only then did Yuwen Zhouyuan notice that not only the people from the Baijian Sect were thinking about going down, but the monks from many other sects were also trying to make a move. You must know that this is the famous site of the Illusion Sect, and it is said that there are many treasures here.
Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled and said: "The ruins are now ownerless. It doesn't matter who wants to go down. However, it is crisscrossed inside. Be careful to get lost. In addition, everyone should pay attention to some places where you have to act within your ability. If you are not sure, don't take the risk.
Try, there is no way out if you get stuck."
The epileptic Taoist Feng Zilei's eyes were already shining and he shouted: "Senior, shall we go down too?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan shook his head and said: "I won't go down. I finally escaped from it. If you don't want to go, you can go alone."