The method of this demon flame is what Chen Yuan once understood when he watched Moruo take action.
Whenever Moro possessed him, Chen Yuan was observing his own changes from a first-person perspective, including the emptiness of the demon flame, which had been explored by Chen Yuan and given guidance from Moro from time to time.
It can already be regarded as a good method.
Moreover, this method is very crucial.
Although due to the limitations of its own power, it can only imprison the enemy at close range for a moment, but in many cases, it is this moment that often determines the victory.
Chen Yuan had used up most of his methods in his previous fight with Huayang Zhenren of the Qishan tribe, and had only left this method behind, just to give him a fatal blow at the critical moment.
Now, the opportunity has come!
Qishan High Priest's eyes were horrified, and he felt that he could no longer move. He suddenly panicked and wanted to say something, but it was too late.
Chen Yuan raised his right arm, and mysterious and ancient lines quickly appeared. His physical body's energy and blood roared with filial piety, which had reached its peak under Chen Yuan's manipulation.
The Tiandan in Dantian rotated crazily, converging its power into Chen Yuan's palm.
The power brought to Chen Yuan by the dual peaks of Qi refining and body refining was huge. The moment he swung his fist, a sound explosion seemed to erupt in the void.
Suddenly it fell on the high priest.
The moment he was imprisoned, he just broke free and had no time to escape. He could only watch the terrifying power being vented on his body.
"boom!
! "
With one punch, the world was shocked.
The void seemed to be completely frozen at this moment, and the picture was frozen at this moment.
The Qishan warriors below looked at this scene and froze in place, their eyes full of disbelief.
A terrifying roar exploded.
The frozen scene suddenly shattered, and the high priest's body exploded into a bloody mist!
died?
died!
The high priest is dead!
Everyone was shocked, but what followed was fear and fear. Even the high priest died in the hands of the strong man from the Central Plains. What could they... do?
However, Chen Yuan did not take it lightly, because in his perception, only the physical body exploded, but the soul... seemed to be still there!
However, it has now disappeared without a trace.
Only the blood mist and residual limbs fell from the void.
When Chen Yuan was looking for the soul of the old thing, the surrounding void suddenly stagnated for a hundred feet. It was exactly the same as Chen Yuan's previous method, thirty feet in front of Chen Yuan.
A three-inch illusory figure was staring at him, eyes full of hatred!
This person is the high priest of Qishan.
At the moment when his physical body was shattered, he already understood that there was nothing he could do. He could only mobilize his unsettled soul to break away from his physical body, but... he could only survive in this way for a while.
The soul that has just broken through is too fragile and has not been refined yet.
If he cannot find a suitable body within seven days, his soul will gradually disappear.
Therefore, his eyes are full of resentment at this moment!
This is definitely hatred that destroys the Tao!
With his cultivation level that has just broken through to the soul, even if he finds a suitable physical body, he will never be able to go further in the future and will only be trapped in this realm forever.
And all of this was caused by the Central Plains warrior in front of him.
Therefore, he must die!
Only death can wash away his resentment.
Even resorting to desperate measures.
Kill him directly with your soul.
If one has not yet reached the level of spiritual cultivation and does not have the means to cultivate the soul, he will not be able to stop such an attack.
Of course, as a price, he himself will also be annihilated.
But if this is not the case, this Central Plains warrior will massacre the Qishan tribe, and life and death must be divided between them.
"Central Plains people, you have to pay the price!"
The high priest's voice resounded through the void, and then the soul rushed straight towards Chen Yuan.
Under his desperate measures, the nearby void was also affected. Chen Yuan could only move slightly and had no time to dodge. The most important thing is,
The speed of Yuanshen is extremely fast.
The distance of dozens of feet is only the blink of an eye.
Chen Yuan's eyes narrowed, and knowing that he could not avoid it, he quickly prepared a response. His physical body's energy and blood surged, and mysterious and simple lines appeared in his physical body.
The emperor's butcher's knife was placed directly in front of him.
When the high priest's three-inch spirit crossed the void, it suddenly swelled up in the storm, directly rising to a state that was no different from a real person. If it weren't for the glimmer of light emitting from his body, it would be a bit insubstantial.
It can't be seen that it is the soul at all.
The high priest pointed at the emperor's butcher knife, a look of joy flashed in his eyes.
It was as if he had seen the desperate expression of this young warrior from the Central Plains.
It was worth it to have such a Central Plains warrior buried with him!
But before he could take a step further, before Chen Yuan could mobilize all his power, suddenly, a layer of flame as black as ink ignited from the emperor's butcher knife.
In an instant, a somewhat strange face appeared.
He smiled slyly at the high priest Jie Jie, then suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.
"No!
! "
These were the last words of the high priest.
He didn't see Chen Yuan's despair, he didn't see his death, and at the most critical moment, he was swallowed up by Moro's demonic form.
Chewing the Yuanshen of Qishan High Priest in his mouth, Moro's devilish expression showed a delicious look, turned to look at Chen Yuan, and quickly returned to the emperor's butcher knife.
Moro takes action!
For Chen Yuan, he solved the last resort of Qishan High Priest.
It also made him let out a long breath.
To be honest, he has never practiced the secret technique of soul attack, and he is still a little worried about the method of resisting the opponent just now.
Even if he could resist, he would probably end up seriously injured.
Master Huayang should not be underestimated.
He can achieve a 50-50 success with ordinary means, but in terms of his soul, he is still a weak point.
Unless the opponent directly attacks Chen Yuan's spiritual altar, in that case, perhaps the Luck Altar will automatically protect the Lord.
But it's useless to say anything now, at least the result is good for him.
Looking back, the two phantoms in the void had been extinguished because no one had activated them, and the dragon soul of the emperor's butcher's knife also penetrated into the emperor's butcher's knife with a roar.
Only a rope with faint golden light was left in the void.
With a casual call, the rope quickly fell into Chen Yuan's hand. Many marks were left on it, and it was estimated that it would be destroyed by the dragon soul in a few moments.
But it looks like it can still be used.
Bundle?
good.
It's a way to imprison people.
Calmly putting this rare treasure into the Heavenly Book space, Chen Yuan turned his gaze to the warriors from the Qishan tribe below, with a faint sneer on his lips.
The real opponent has been dealt with, so naturally these miscellaneous fish cannot be let go.
Chen Yuan's eyes filled their hearts with fear, and they immediately turned around and tried to escape. Unfortunately, they had no chance. An invisible, bloodthirsty and brutal force enveloped the surrounding area.
The warriors from the Qishan tribe fell down one after another with horror on their faces.
After everyone was dealt with, Chen Yuan said:
"Thank you, senior, for your help."
"This person's methods are indeed somewhat extraordinary. If you can achieve this step, you are already comparable to the real Huayang Master, but there is still a shortcoming in terms of soul.
The poor monk has a secret technique of the soul, which is suitable for you. Now that you have almost reached the level of cultivation, you are only one step away from transforming into Yang, so you can start practicing. "
Moro's ethereal voice sounded in Chen Yuan's ears.
"That's it...thank you, senior."
Chen Yuan said in a deep voice.
Moro was right. Now that his physical body and Qi refining have both reached their peak, he can prepare for a breakthrough in Yang transformation, but this last step is not easy to overcome.
Otherwise, Master Huayang would not be so rare in the world.
Even though Chen Yuan encountered Huayang and even Six Realm Immortals, if you really calculate the distribution, you can find that Huayang Real People are still very rare.
Only in this way can the mountain gate where Master Huayang sits be called a top force.
Not to mention suppressing a state, but absolutely top-notch existence.
And if he wants to truly achieve the realm of breaking through to Yang, there is still a threshold in front of Chen Yuan, and that is Yun Shen. Only when Yun cultivates a little divine light can he have a chance to break through.
This is also a real difficulty.
However, for Chen Yuan, this problem is not really a big problem, because he has already started this process long ago.
Whether it is the purple energy coming from the east when the elixir is formed, or the starlight entering the elixir later, it is essentially nourishing Chen Yuan.
And he already had a vague feeling.
It won't take long to "accumulate the divine light".
Even if he practices step by step, he is sure that he can reach this point within three months.
This has surpassed countless people.
Not to mention others, there are rumors in the world that the top five people on the list are either stuck at this level, or... they have just developed divine light.
So Chen Yuan is already very satisfied.
The secret technique of the soul that Moro passed on to Chen Yuan is called 'Divine Thorn'. The name is very simple, but its power is very impressive. It is also an extremely precious secret technique in the world.
It is a secret skill that Moro accidentally acquired when he was a Bodhisattva in Lingshan.
As long as the practice is successful, there will be no more accidents like the previous situation of the Qishan High Priest, and he can be stabbed to death directly!
After killing everyone brought by the high priest, Chen Yuan adjusted his condition on the spot, then changed direction and headed for the Qishan tribe's headquarters.
Now that a mortal feud has been made, there is no need to hold back.
The Central Plains grasslands are at odds with each other, so he has to do something.
After all, those who are not of my race must have different minds.
...
...
The Qishan tribe's headquarters is on the side of the Qishan Mountains. It also has no city walls and is covered by towering tents. At a glance, there are quite a few people there.
This is just the headquarters. As far as Chen Yuan knows, there are other tribes of the Qishan tribe distributed within the territory.
At this moment, inside Qishan Station.
The originally noisy crowd suddenly became a little quiet, and they subconsciously looked into the void, where a black cloud gradually condensed and shrouded the station.
The faces of many strong men who stayed behind in the tribe gradually became serious.
"Is this... someone trying to attack?"
"Quick, go find the high priest!"
King Qishan was summoned by the royal court to the Central Plains. The strongest person left behind was the high priest. Therefore, after something happened, many people's first reaction was to find the whereabouts of the high priest.
It's up to him to decide.
But just as a few people were discussing, there was suddenly some commotion in the center of the Qishan tribe, and a piece of shocking news quickly reached their ears.
The high priest's soul lamp... went out!
They knew only too well what this meant.
The high priest has fallen!
This was definitely huge news. Seeing a powerful enemy attack, the high priest fell again, and everyone suddenly lost their backbone.
"Go quickly and inform the great elder. In addition, please pass on my order to mobilize all the cavalry left behind in the tribe and prepare for battle!" A middle-aged man stood up.
small book booth
He is the younger brother of King Qishan and has a respected status.
Seeing that no one made the decision, I had no choice but to bite the bullet.
Facing his order, everyone froze for a moment, then quickly listened to the order and went to summon all the cavalry in the station. Even if the high priest was not there, they could still fight with the battle formation.
Qishan Yungu looked at the black clouds gathering in the sky, his face becoming more and more solemn, but for some reason, the man didn't make a move, and he didn't know what he was waiting for.
Are you just here to demonstrate?
In the void, Chen Yuan's eyes were very indifferent, and there was a strong murderous intent in his eyes.
The Ancient Jin Royal Court actually sent troops!
This news was confirmed by him and was completely correct.
Before he came to the Qishan tribe's garrison, he met a group of patrolling cavalry. He learned about this from their conversation, and then used various methods to force him to question them.
The result is still the same.
The Great Khan of the ancient Jin Dynasty, Wanyan Tianba, and the god general Wanyan Shu personally led 700,000 cavalry to break through the Liangzhou barrier in the Central Plains. I have to say that this news... is big.
It was also a huge disaster for the Central Plains.
At least as far as he knew, there had not been such a huge movement in the grassland in the past hundred years.
He couldn't help but think of what happened before. Could he be the trigger?
Although his character is ruthless, after many changes, he also has some different ideas from before. He definitely does not want to see the end of the Central Plains.
Although, Wang Ting's Eastern Expedition also had some benefits for him.
For example, it will once again aggravate the decline of the imperial court.
Therefore, on the one hand, Chen Yuan now hopes that the imperial court will suffer heavy losses, but on the other hand, he does not want the Northern Barbarians to successfully break through, but only wants to weaken the imperial court's strength.
Of course, the main reason is because he is not ready to rebel yet.
If we could delay it for a few years and give him time to grow, the Sima family might not be able to survive the external and internal troubles.
He will also have his chance.
But the 700,000-strong army marching eastward does not look like it can be easily retreated.
"Senior, if there is another riot in the Ancient Golden King's City, can we force Wanyan Tianba to retreat?" Chen Yuan asked in a deep voice.
If possible, he would take action at a certain moment.
It not only dealt a blow to the imperial court, but also allowed the Sima family to survive for a few more years...
"Wangting is not that simple. Last time, he just caught the opponent off guard, and another strong man took action, so it went so smoothly.
It's almost impossible to do it again. "
"The barbarian god from the Ancient Golden Palace has awakened. It will take some time before he can fall silent again. If you and I go there now, we are going to die."
Moro's voice reached Chen Yuan's ears.
When Chen Yuan heard this, his eyes narrowed with a fierce light.
"The Royal Court's Eastern Expedition cannot be decided just because of one or two things. I think preparations have been made long before the Royal Court's sacrifice, but this matter really depends on the court's response.
If the Liangyou border is breached, the world will probably fall into chaos. Unfortunately... it's not the right time yet. The Taoist Palace is not ready yet, and you... are not ready either. "
"This matter is beyond our expectations, but I don't know if the Northern Liang King can support the 700,000 cavalry in the grassland." Chen Yuan's eyes flickered.
"The one from Wudang Mountain has made a breakthrough and may take action if necessary."
"oh?"
Chen Yuan nodded thoughtfully.
If the immortal takes action, it may not be possible.
But speaking of it, the strength of the Central Plains is naturally far superior to that of the Mobei Grassland, but the power is too scattered and the power of Jianghu is too strong. The top ten immortal sects alone control extremely powerful power.
After thinking for a moment, Chen Yuan suppressed this thought for the time being. No matter what, Zhongyuan would suffer a lot this time. Now that he has the opportunity,
Naturally, I have to get some revenge first.
Qishan King Department.
Annihilate it...
There was no trace of pity in Chen Yuan's eyes, and he quickly took out the Chen clan's battle flag from the Heavenly Book space, and dropped a drop of blood essence on it, with a thought in his mind.
The trumpet sound suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, and a chilling air of iron blood filled the air.
At the same time, a strong yin energy was rising within several miles of the surrounding area.
The battle flag waved.
In an instant, heroic spirits appeared all over the sky.
Chen Yuan did not talk too much. He pointed directly at the Qishan tribe below and said in a deep voice:
"Today...the bloodbath of Qishan Department!"
"Follow the young master's orders!"
"Follow the young master's orders!"
One hundred thousand heroic spirits roared in unison, and then each general in the army appeared. With the sound of a war drum, all the heroic spirits descended from the sky!
At this moment, the people below are not ready yet.
Many people stared blankly at the Yin soldiers and ghost generals falling from the void, and froze in place for a moment.
"Senior, will you feel compassion?"
Looking at the slaughter below, Chen Yuan suddenly asked.
"All living beings are equal, so a poor monk will naturally feel compassion."
"Then why didn't Senior stop him?"
Chen Yuan asked with his eyes flashing.
The other party had tested his character before, and now, Chen Yuan also wanted to see how Moro would react.
"If the poor monk stops me, will you definitely stop?"
"Of course not. The Northern Barbarians have been knocking on the gate every year for two hundred years and slaughtering the people of the Central Plains. Such sins can only be made up for by paying blood for blood.
Besides, this junior has already formed a deadly feud with this Qishan tribe and there is no way he will hold back. "
Chen Yuan said calmly.
"So the poor monk won't stop it."
After Moro finished speaking, he fell completely silent.
Chen Yuan, on the other hand, had a faint smile on his face.
This day was the darkest moment for the Qishan tribe. One hundred thousand heroic spirits formed a battle formation, and their power was astonishing. Even though the Qishan tribe still had tens of thousands of cavalry left behind.
But before the battle formation was formed, there was not much resistance at all.
The Chen Jiajun who once guarded southern Xinjiang against the demon tribe started killing again on the grassland after hundreds of years of absence.
From the nobles of the Qishan tribe to the old, young, women and children.
When the Yin soldiers passed by, no one survived.
There is nothing worthy of pity. When the Northern Barbarians came to knock on the pass, they did even worse things!
