In the glorious and solemn hall, the boy surnamed Tong looked at the two people opposite him in disbelief. To be precise, he should be staring at the true Lord of Jiusha.

He suppressed the anger in his chest, his face gradually became gloomy, and he said to the King of Nine Killing in a low voice: "Why? Why did you betray me? You and I have been together for thousands of years. Could it be that just for those one or two illusory spiritual magic weapons?"

If other high-level cultivators from the cultivation world of Zhao State were present, they would definitely be surprised: the supreme figures of the two paths of righteousness and demons, and the two great cultivators from the cultivation world of Zhao State were actually very good friends.

For more than a thousand years, they have regarded the cultivation world of Zhao as a chessboard and competed with each other as "enemy". In the eyes of outsiders, they are life-and-death enemies. But in fact, the two have a very good relationship in private.

Faced with the questioning of the boy surnamed Tong, the Lord of Nine Killing looked indifferent, and waves of strange demonic energy swelled up on his body. His body was undergoing strange changes, expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The black armor worn on the surface of his body suddenly made a "crack" sound, breaking inch by inch, melting little by little in a gray flame, turning into black droplets.

The black armor of the ancient treasure level was actually broken by him with his power and melted in the blink of an eye. How terrible is this! Even the "Jiaolong Emperor" who was the king of the demon clan, was moved by it.

"When did you practice such a terrifying magic skill?"

The young man surnamed Tong stared at the changing body of Jiusha Zhenjun, and a dangerous aura approached him little by little.

In the dark mist, the body of the Nine Kill True Lord was ten feet tall, emitting a terrifying aura that had been eternal and distant. His eyes turned into dark purple, exuding an astonishing aura.

"No...you are not..."

The boy surnamed Tong looked at the "friend" who had been intersecting for thousands of years in fear in disbelief.

Huh! At this moment, the Nine Kill True Lord brushed, and a gust of fierce wind blew up, and in the blink of an eye, approached him.

"puff!"

The Nine Killing True Lord pierced the body of the boy surnamed Tong, but there was no trace of joy on his face and his face darkened.

The "boy named Tong" in front of me turned into countless pieces in the purple light and disappeared into the space.

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

In the huge hall, there are millions of purple figures shaking, and their aura and shape are just the same.

The Lord of Nine Killing stretched out his claws, and there were still some blood on it. It was obvious that the "boy named Tong" did not completely avoid his attack.

A few sarcasm appeared on his face, and the King of Nine Kill suddenly opened his hands, and a black whirlwind turned into black pillars, swaying back and forth in the hall. Any purple figure that was swept into the sweep will be instantly annihilated.

During this process, the powerful spiritual consciousness of the Nine Killing True Lord also locked in all the purple figures.

Bang!

Among them, there was a purple figure that actually avoided several black light columns in an extremely clever way.

"snort!"

The King of Nine Killings snorted coldly, stretched out his magic claws and waved it hard. The black wind pillars around him gathered towards the purple figure, and he himself also flashed over and pierced through the purple figure's chest again.

However, as the purple light and shadow disappeared, the face of the Nine Kill True Lord became even more ugly, and his tall body trembled slightly, and it seemed that he was about to move seriously.

"Let me let the old Taoist deal with him. When you kill him, my 'Taixuan Zhenyi Palace' will have been demolished by you..."

"Tianxuan Zhenren" who had not taken action in the corner suddenly spoke. With a light wave, the air in front of him swayed and an ancient bronze mirror appeared.

The magic tricks in the hands of "Tianxuan Zhenren" changed one after another, and blue lights hit the bronze mirror.

"Buzz~"

The bronze mirror flew into the sky of the hall and suddenly shot out a dazzling blue cloud, covering all the purple lights and shadows in the hall.

These purple lights and shadows stood there like electric shock, and then suddenly turned into purple fragments and disappeared into the air, leaving only a young man named Tong with a little bloodstained at the corner of his mouth.

"The magic weapon of spirituality...the virtual mirror."

The boy surnamed Tong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hands.

"I don't have so many 'spiritual magic weapons'. The previous 'Empty-Forbidden Compass' and this 'Virtual Breaking Mirror' are just 'Pussy Spiritual Treasures' of Excellent Quality. If you activate the true top-grade 'Virtual Breaking Mirror', your deity should have died just now. It's so sad. As a great monk in the God Transformation Stage, you probably haven't even seen a real 'Personal Magic Warehouse', right?"

Taixuan Zhenren said slowly, and at the end, his tone was even more sarcastic.

The young man surnamed Tong was surprisingly calm and said calmly: "Today, I, Tong, may not be able to escape this disaster. Before I die, I want to experience the true power of the legendary 'spiritual magic weapon'."

Swish! The boy surnamed Tong shook his figure, and three golden needles appeared in front of him.

The three golden fine needles were originally similar in size to the needles sewn in the mortal world, but as the boy surnamed Tong squirted out a mouthful of essence and blood on it, he immediately made a "wavy" sound, and the blood light flashed.

Sweetness ~

The three golden fine needles immediately absorbed the essence and blood, and instead became smaller, less than one-tenth of the original one, and it was difficult to see their bodies clearly with the naked eye.

Swish! Under the cover of a purple light, the light of these three golden fine needles disappeared without a trace, and only a few sounds of breaking through the air could be heard.

The face of the Nine Kill True Lord suddenly changed, and black light surged on his body, forming a protective layer.

Puff! He easily stabbed his chest with a golden needle that was invisible to the naked eye, and purple blood splattered.

Dingding!

On the other side, Taixuan Zhenren reached out with a calm face and shot out two beads, turning into tiny green lights, just blocking the attack of the golden needle.

"It's over..."

Taixuan Zhenren smiled faintly, and the green light waving on his body, and the powerful spiritual pressure descended into the hall in the blink of an eye.

The "Breaking Void Mirror" in the sky shot out a blue light column with a diameter of two meters, which just hit the boy named Tong.

The boy surnamed Tong was out of control and his body stiffened for a moment.

Just as he recovered from consciousness, the sharp wind came from behind, and the demonic claws of the Lord Jiusha had pierced his head.

The purple light surged, and a nascent infancy flew out from it. Before he could escape, he was twisted by the Lord of Nine Killing.

The Nascent Soul, the young man surnamed Tong, immediately showed despair. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape the other party's ban.

"Hehehehe..."

The Lord of Nine Killing let out a creepy smile, and a gray flame rose from his hands, covering the Nascent Soul of the young man named Tong.

A shrill scream came from the hall and it was extinguished in an instant.

Puff! The Lord of Jiusha opened his mouth and swallowed the unconscious Nascent Soul.

After a moment, a stronger aura surged on his body and nodded with satisfaction: "Well, it's not bad, the most delicious Nascent Soul I have tasted in recent years."

Not far away, "Taixuan Zhenren" looked at him with a look of indifference and said calmly: "I have helped you kill him and successfully swallow this son's Nascent Soul. Don't forget your previous promise?"

"Old Taoist, don't worry, after things are done, I will definitely give you the 'spiritual magic weapon' you want. As for leaving the 'Three Star Domain', that is one of the urgent problems I have to face. However, if I remember correctly, 'Taixuan Sect' is one of the seven major sects of the righteous path of the Zhou Dynasty. The fake spiritual treasures you just used, 'Void Mirror' and 'Forbidden Compass' are also famous psychic magic weapons in 'Tianxuan Sect'. I don't want to be chased by the powerful sect of 'Tianxuan Sect' after going to the 'Zhou Dynasty'."

The deep eyes of the Nine Killing True Lord flashed from time to time.

"Hmph, you and I made a 'soul blood oath' together a year ago. I will not take the initiative to harm you within a hundred years and help you to hunt down the great monks in the God Transformation Stage. As for the matter of the 'Taixuan Sect', the 'Tianxuan Sect' of My Three Star Domain is just a branch of the 'Zhou Dynasty' that the righteous sect."

Taixuan Zhenren said with an indifferent look on his face.

"Sure enough." Jiusha Zhenjun nodded, but at this moment, his expression suddenly changed drastically:

"Not good! Something happened over there..."

...

After flying at full speed for a day, Zhang Heng and his party finally flew to a large, gloomy cemetery.

As soon as I arrived here, a powerful yin spirit came from which the cultivator could not get close to.

"Nine Yin Tomb..."

As soon as he arrived here, Xu Xuan did not speak freely, but did not dare to use his spiritual sense to peek at the situation below.

Before coming, the four of them had agreed that before taking action, they should try to avoid using their spiritual senses to avoid alarming the "Xuanyou Demon".

Among Zhang Heng and the other four, only Luo He is not inferior to the "Xuanyou Demon" in terms of spiritual consciousness, but he cannot guarantee that he will not be discovered by the other party.

"So it's here." Zu Feng smiled softly: "This place is a famous evil place in the cultivation world of Chu. Generally, Nascent Soul cultivators dare not visit this place in person. At the beginning, there was a Nascent Soul Cultivator who practiced the ghost path... "

"If the demon was really here, that cultivator with the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage would probably be in danger."

Luo He pondered and looked at Zhang Heng: "I wonder if Fellow Daoist Zhang can confirm the specific location of the devil again, so as not to fail."

Zhang Heng nodded, and the silver light flashed in his eyes, and soon condensed into a little.

Luo He and the other two also watched him carefully perform secret techniques to wait for the result.

After a while, Zhang Heng withdrew from the special state of "Gaze Thousand Miles" and whispered to Luohe and the other two: "The target position has not changed yet, it is about a hundred miles away from here. Please follow me and try to restrain your breath as much as possible."

Whoosh!

The four of them carefully flew towards the catacomb that Zhang Heng mentioned.

The distance of more than a hundred miles is only a short time for the great monks in the God Transformation Stage.

In the field of vision, a deserted tomb with a strong ghost spirit was displayed in the field of vision of several people.

"Do it!"

Zhang Heng winked at the others.

Brush-

The four of them used teleportation techniques and moved around the tomb.

"boom!"

Luohe waved his hand gently, and the green storm swept over, overturning the entire tomb, revealing a man with a ghostly body that was overwhelmed with a gloomy ghost spirit inside.

"Hehehehe..."

The man with a ghost body of about 100 feet tall suddenly turned into a dark ghost mist. (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in. readnovel., more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)
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