"Despicable!"
The Black Wind Demon Lord looked around, his complexion turning from black to purple, then to green, as if he had opened a dyeing workshop with colorful colors.
"Dare to fight one on one alone..."
The words are not finished yet.
Twelve magic weapons rose into the sky, and the bell bottle mirror seals had different shapes, blooming with immeasurable divine light and suddenly falling.
"Damn it!"
Black Wind Demon Lord's impression of Tu Jiao completely collapsed. What an authentic Xuan Sect, he was so shameless and could talk and act like a demon.
Open your mouth and spit out the black wind, turning into a black tornado.
The Bujiao Lords are all heroes, their magic power far exceeds that of the same level, and all the magic weapons they use are equal, and they smash the tornado into pieces with a rumble.
However, it is very mysterious to destroy the divine wind first. No matter how many times it is shattered, it will be swept away again in an instant.
"So too!"
The Black Wind Demon Lord used his hands to perform magic tricks, and a three-foot-tall baby appeared above his head, with black hair and fair skin, and his expressions and movements were lifelike.
The Pure Yang Nascent Soul only needs to survive the tribulation to transform into the Soul.
The baby held the orb in his arms and threw it into the air with his hand, blooming with blazing white light.
The white light surpasses the aura of the magic weapon and the restrictions of the formation, and falls directly on the eyes. The room is colorful, and any scene can be seen clearly.
The demon king's body was still open, and he sprayed out black wind. The baby took advantage of this to make the disciple blind, and the magic formula turned into wisps of breeze, scattering in all directions.
It only takes a ray of breeze to escape from the formation, and you can escape with your life.
The Black Wind Demon King seems to be arrogant and unscrupulous, but in fact he knows clearly that he is no match for the opponent, so he uses all his moves with one hand, even giving up his physical body.
That.
A clear voice came from the formation: "Brothers, please move slowly to avoid any mistakes."
The sound is like a bell, awakening the chaotic and blind men.
Everyone showed shame on their faces and mobilized the formation flags together, jointly deploying the Seventeen Yuan Chen Formation to seal the void, and then looked at the Iron Crown Immortal Lord angrily.
"I almost let that guy escape!"
The headmaster Xiong Jun said enthusiastically: "Incense is willing to work hard, but face is a matter of skin. If this matter is spread, will it lose the face of the teacher? I will be harshly punished and rewarded by the master!"
While talking, he sacrificed a blue-green bag, which turned into thousands of feet in the wind.
The bag that covered the sun was opened and swallowed up by the white wind. Even though the devil's mouth was dry and dry, it was still as full as the bottom of a pit.
Next to Xuan Gongmen, a bunch of iron locks flew out of his sleeves to show off his strength. They were shining brightly like pure gold. They were thrown into the air and turned into thousands of gold chains, catching all the breezes that fled in seven places.
Wisps of breeze gathered together and turned into an eight-foot-long baby. As a result, the body was already bound by iron chains.
"Lingbao?"
Iron Crown Immortal Lord used many secret techniques one after another, but the result was that the chain was like a gangrene attached to the bone, immobilizing the Nascent Soul.
"Good baby!"
Zhou Yi touched his palms in admiration, his eyes sparkled with aura, and he could vaguely see the strange dragon soul on the chain.
"That's nothing. Junior brother, look at Qian Feijian."
Fan Jun, the disciple of Xiaoyunzi, flew his sword scabbard on his back and turned into a golden-winged roc in the air. It tore through the void with a cry. In an instant, he appeared above Wu Gang's head and cut his wings into two pieces.
"It hurts!"
The Iron Crown Immortal Lord screamed in agony, his Yuanying shattered, his physical body fell into pieces again, and the magic weapon was bombarded and destroyed.
Zhou Yi counted with his fingers and frowned slightly: "Brothers, the devil is not dead yet."
The consciousness of the gods was scanned in all directions, but no remnant soul was found. Knowing what kind of means Iron Crown Immortal Lord used, he disappeared out of thin air.
"Let's look at the means."
Jiang Shengyun, the fellow disciple who spoke, was the eighth disciple of Bai Suixin. He picked the gourd from his waist, pulled out the plug and dug into the golden toad.
Jiang Shengyun fed the toad with a few ingots of silver, but when he saw that it didn't make any move and was getting angry in front of so many elders and peers, he decided to go back to Haosheng to teach him a lesson.
He took a few more ingots of gold and stuffed them into the toad's mouth.
Toad's eyes were opened, his golden pupils turned, and he suddenly looked toward the southeast of Yuan Chen Formation.
He opened his mouth and spat out a golden light that swept through the void, and a shadow appeared out of thin air. It was the remnant soul of Wu Gang Haijun, which instantly swallowed the toad's belly, smacked his lips and belched.
"Eradicate all evil!"
Zhou Yi handed over his hand and said: "Thank you brothers, I will go to Baifeng Mountain and catch some demons. Then I can canonize the mountain god Hebo."
Everyone showed joy and sacrificed their lives to ambush and kill him for this matter.
"Excuse me, Junior Brother/Uncle!"
...
White Wind Cave.
- Escape from the light.
Zhou Yi transformed into the Iron Crown Immortal and retreated. When he encountered the demons and ghosts on duty, he directly searched for their souls.
He learned about the place where the devil practiced, cracked the formation restrictions, and saw a bunch of jade slips.
"According to what Wu Ganghai said, that devil-qualified practitioner relied on the first destruction of the divine wind to cultivate into the Pure Yang Nascent Soul. A casual cultivator is more than a disciple of a handful of sects!"
"I hope that training room doesn't have such a way to practice magical powers."
Zhou Yi was very coveted for that magical power. The demon opened his mouth and spat out, and the white wind billowed and the ground was dark, which was quite lacking in power.
Moreover, the escape method of becoming a white wind, the escape method of becoming a Qingfeng, and the secret technique of relying on the Qingfeng found by the spiritual consciousness are all first-class life-saving magical powers.
I looked through the jade slips one by one and found that there were not many notes on my practice experience.
Zhou Yi looked through the memoirs left by Iron Crown Immortal Lord, and he didn't know much about the history. He traced back to the Demon Sect's Xiangkong Island branch from the Demon Sect.
The Demon Sect ranks last among the Seven Immortals Sect, and was also encircled and suppressed by the Eight Immortals Sect, and suffered annihilation several times.
However, the devil originates from the heart and must be destroyed.
As the demons were destroyed and rebuilt, the skills were spread, and many monks gained them in their minds. After repairs and additions, they became several branches. The number of demon sects was hundreds of times less than that of the supplementary sect.
The Iron Crown Immortal Lord cultivated his sect to the golden elixir. In order to purchase the Ningying spiritual object, he slaughtered the sect completely and sold the soul, essence and blood of the sect to Fangshi.
When recording this incident in his memoirs, Iron Crown Immortal Lord sounded very proud.
Not to mention regret, I am afraid that I will be dissatisfied with selling too much, and I would like to find the reincarnation of my sect and kill him again.
"That……"
Seeing that, Zhou Yi couldn't help but feel lucky that he was living in the Taoist sect. He really worshiped the demon master, and a hundred longevity fruits were enough.
"No wonder that guy has a similar affinity with Wu Ming. Both of them killed all their fellow disciples for the sake of cultivation!"
Iron Crown Immortal Lord slaughtered the Jian sect, which offended Zong Xingkong Island, even the Demon Sect was tolerated, so he could only flee to seven places in Dongsheng Shenzhou. It can only be said that he was lucky enough to discover the ruins of the ancient sect.
"Xuanjiao!"
When Zhou Yi saw that name, his mind trembled. Now he is majoring in Zhengxuan Jing.
Iron Crown Immortal Lord found the first-destruction divine wind from the ruins. As a result, his own technique matched it and he was basically perfected. He could only patiently comprehend and modify it, and finally the divine wind became white wind.
The original Xuanmen's authentic magical power turned into a mouth full of white smoke billowing with demonic aura.
"First destroy the divine wind, which actually comes from Xuanjiao. This method is suitable for poor practice..."
Zhou Yi looked happy, and when he read the memoirs again, he found out that the devil got acquainted with Kamikaze Mountain, and he had just lived a stable life under the protection of Kamikaze Mountain, but he eventually died at the hands of Kamikaze Mountain.
"The devil carries the method of cultivating magical powers with him. Before the battle, the method was wiped out. The ancient method originally remained in the Baifeng Cave Sutra Pavilion!
Iron Crown Immortal Lord has been running the cave for hundreds of years. In addition to not officially establishing his own clan and becoming an ancestor, the layout of Baifeng Cave is also different from that of the clan.
Found the Sutra Pavilion.
Zhou Yi broke through the restrictions of the formation, took out a jade slip with a simple shape, and used his spiritual consciousness to explore the method of cultivating his righteous supernatural powers.
After reading the whole chapter, I found that there are few similarities with the Xuan Jing.
"Xuanjiao is based on Qi refining, and Yiqi Sect inherits its philosophy. That magical power cultivates the divine wind!"
The jade slips were collected in the Kunlun Cave, and the Baifeng Cave was cleaned up by the Book of Changes. The missing demon Huizi sent the Ten Thousand Soul Banners to make evil spirits and ghosts for driving.
The power of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner increases day by day as the souls are competed for.
Zhou Yi kills demons and eliminates demons, but always forgets to capture his soul and refine it into a banner.
One today, ten tomorrow, the number may seem small, but after hundreds of years and thousands of years of accumulation, the Ten Thousand Soul Flags have transformed into millions of Soul Flags, and their power is no worse than the Lingbao.
The white flags were shaken heavily, and millions of evil spirits surged like a tidal wave.
If Zhou Yi needs to take action, the enemy will let the evil spirits consume him to death, or if he encounters a super-realm enemy, it would be wrong to release millions of evil spirits to block the way.
"Those Mohuizi who have done evil things will just die for their own benefit, and those who are poor will be punished for their evil deeds!"
months.
The devil of Baifeng Mountain fled to death and changed his name to Wu Ganghai.
Zhou Yi sat in the Shenfeng Cave and called himself the mountain god, commanding and governing tens of millions of people.
"The Black Wind Demon is a bit better than Qingyun Mountain, but the result is seventy-one. The Iron Crown Immortal Lord steals souls wantonly on weekdays. It is really a pity to die!"
The news was sent back to the mountain, and the family members were very slow to send the family queen.
With the black wind demon ruling the mountains and rivers without the new god, Zhi Fandun felt that life was getting better, and at least the strange wind swept away the people.
...
Kamikaze Cave.
Zhou Yi sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, his eyes closed tightly, and his mouth spewed mysterious green light.
"call!"
Open your mouth and let out a breath, and the blow will turn into a strong wind, with shapes and shadows circling.
The stone walls cracked and dust spread.
Zhou Yi hurriedly gathered his magic power. The strong wind just subsided, and his eyes flashed with joy.
"The first breath of divine wind has finally been mastered. It is not as powerful as the thunder method that has been practiced for thousands of years. It is worthy of my magical power. Moreover, the magical power controls the power of wind and can bless any escape method. It can easily increase the speed by 77%!"
As he spoke, his figure dissipated and turned into a breeze, drifting down the cave into the cave.
The breeze gathered again and condensed into Zhou Yi's body.
"If you really want to save your life and have magical powers, if the Yuan Chen Formation hadn't banned the seven directions that day, even if the seventeen kings joined forces, they would definitely be able to kill the Iron Crown Immortal Lord. I have mastered the Void Escape Technique, and I don't have the ability to dissipate with the breeze, so!"
Zhou Yi calculated with his fingers and retreated for a while, and it turned out that it was ten years again.
The wind and clouds gathered at my feet, so I rose into the sky and looked in all directions.
With his eyes shining brightly, he looked thousands of miles away. The originally dry and barren mountains turned into emerald green in his hands. The monk used magic to plant trees, changing the environment in a short time.
"First collect the incense and vows, then return to the sect to share the benefits."
Zhou Yi made secrets and summoned He Bo, the God of Qifang Mountain, to hand over the incense collected in ten years.
The Black Wind Demon has been established for ten years. However, as it occupies less and less territory, it must be sent and received in a unified manner, otherwise Zhou Yi will have to travel to seven places every year.
"Tsk, tsk! The poor behavior is becoming more and more like the authentic Xuanmen..."
.......
Mountain.
Golden Light Palace.
As soon as Zhou Yi returned, he received a message from his fellow disciples, inviting him to have a banquet.
That's the superficial reason. After all, Yuanying Lord, how can you lick your face and ask when the wishing beads will be distributed? It's very shameless to make up for it!
It is precisely because of the authentic face of Xuanmen that he secretly occupied the mountains and rivers, and left the matter to Zhouyi, who only had to sit and divide the wish power pearls equally.
"Senior brothers, I wish you could gather all your strength beads..."
"The number of Qiwu Mountains increased by 70%..."
"There are a lot of black wind demons, and they are trying to gather together. That time, the relics of the Iron Crown Immortal Lord were sold into wishing beads..."
Zhou Yi sent dozens of messages in succession, agreeing to hold a Jiuxian Party in the Golden Light Palace tomorrow.
After tasting the spirit wine, divide the wish beads according to the proportion, which is both practical and elegant!
The next day.
The Golden Light Palace was full of seats, and seven Immortal Sects gathered together.
If you are invited, your fellow disciples, who are not good for you, please hear the news.
What you ask for is self-evident, and Zhouyi will agree.
Zhou Yi was sitting at the head of the palace. He originally planned to give up his seat and let a disciple of the head master of the same generation preside over it. However, everyone praised him and he took the seat.
"Brothers, have a drink |"
"Junior brother will definitely live up to the expectations of the public, occupy a few mountain ranges, and wait for the support of hundreds of millions of living beings to have a smooth journey!"
.......
That day.
The wind is heavy and the clouds are light.
The mountain was beaming with joy.
Zhou Yizheng was practicing the Four Transformations of the True Dragon, wondering which of the most important "top secrets" to exchange for the demon's territory.
As soon as Wu Ganghai took advantage of the two mountains, it only took him seventy or eighty years to transform himself into a rich man in Jiejiao. It is said that he spent money to make friends with fellow disciples, and became the leader of eight generations of disciples.
Just like this, Wu Ganghai was even more dedicated to slaying demons and demons, and repeatedly summoned him to urge him.
"That time I chose the Heart Demon King to return the Seven Demons of White Tiger Ridge, or together..."
suddenly.
The talismans on the cuffs trembled, and Master Wu Ganghai sent a message.
"Su Xuan Iron Temple."
Zhou Yi dared not be lazy when he received the message, and it immediately turned into a breeze and drifted away. For a moment, the black iron temple condensed, and the divine wind used to rush forward was much more mysterious than the escape light.
"Meet the Master."
"Back off."
Bai Suixin called Zhou Yi to retreat, looked at it for a moment, and nodded slightly: "It's my fault for practicing, with such strength, the Nascent Soul realm has not been achieved!"
Zhou Yi bowed: "Thank you for your teachings, Master."
Bai Suixin said: "However, if you just practice hard behind closed doors, you will finally get it. Since you haven't achieved anything in the martial arts and supernatural powers, you can train your mind by traveling around mountains and rivers.
Zhou Yi frowned slightly. He had not lived for more than 8,800 years and spanned two continents. His heart had already been tempered as hard as fine gold, so he could not use the experience of traveling around.
His mind was spinning, he suddenly understood, and he quickly knelt down and worshiped.
"I used the power of the Wish Power Pearl to disturb the minds of my fellow practitioners. I hope Master will forgive me!"
"That guy is really smart!"
Bai Suixin said: "That's a bad thing. Although you are rich, your heart is like chaff. A few wish beads will be broken. If you experience the tempering of your heart earlier, you can better attack the demons in your heart and eliminate your body!"
Zhou Yi immediately said: "Thank you for your compliments, Master. I will continue to work hard."
"snort!"
Wu Ganghai snorted: "Will you continue the celebration at Feixian Pavilion?"
Zhou Yi looked embarrassed. As expected, the sect concealed the truth from the Immortal Ancestor and argued: "Feixian Pavilion only listens to music to temper one's worldly mind. It is definitely not about pleasure!"
Wu Ganghai wanted to hear the sophistry, so he waved his hand and said.
"Mountain!"
"If you keep fooling around like that, the head master will capture that guy and retreat to the Demon Suppression Tower, and you will sacrifice your face to plead for mercy!"
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