MTL - Natural Fairy Species-Chapter 231 The ancient devil is alive

  Chapter 231 The Ancient Demon Appears

  The monk with long eyebrows has a treasure wheel in one hand and a flower seal in the other.

  The face on the left is compassionate and smiling, full of Buddhist light and Zen.

  The right face is full of murderous intent, in the state of glaring diamond.

  The conflict between the two was strong, but it did not prevent him from stroking away layers of sword light with his left hand. Countless Buddha lights gathered on the treasure wheel and smashed it down heavily.

  It seems to open up the world and rebuild the earth, water, wind and fire.

   "As expected, he is the most outstanding master of origin among the disciples of the arhat who raised his bowl. A hundred years ago, he made a great wish to eliminate demons and defend the way, and today it has begun to take shape... Buddhist King Kong can also prove the way of Arhat."

  When Yan Yuanzai saw this scene, he clapped his hands in admiration and praised him generously.

  Wan Teng only felt that the space in front of him was cracking inch by inch, and the sword light was like rootless sand that would disperse after being beaten, returning to the vitality of heaven and earth.

  At first, I wanted to activate my natal Feijian and try again, but I thought that the secret method would damage Feijian's spirituality, and it would take at least 30 years of cultivation in the dantian to recover.

   Abandoned this move, only moved the flying sword horizontally, and pushed out the lotus seeds in his hand.

  Baolun blasted down, and the sword light collapsed weakly, until it hit Wanqi's body, Lianzi remained silent.

"No!"

  Wan Teng shouted in despair, trying to sacrifice two life-saving secret treasures, but it was too late.

  From the shoulders to the body, to the head and limbs, it is like a piece of broken ceramics, split into countless pieces, falling apart.

  A real person who had successfully formed an alchemy died in the ring like this.

  Blood splattered on a corner of the ring, and was quickly absorbed and disappeared.

   "Something is wrong!"

  Xingyao sword unsheathed, turned into a mass of stars and revolved around Yan Yuanzai, like a galaxy.

  As an experienced sword repairman, he immediately felt the strange atmosphere.

  Have already decided to end up in a fighting situation in the arena, giving both sides a step down, why did it really become a life-and-death fight.

  A cultivator who has completed alchemy is the most important combat force no matter which sect he is in.

  He circled Bai Zichen and Qi Yue into the starlight and sword light, and looked up towards the high platform.

  The person who can make a moth in front of two Nascent Soul cultivators is either a Da Zhenjun in the late Nascent Soul stage, or the problem lies between the two.

  Boom!

  A ring finally couldn't bear the fluctuations of the real energy of both sides, and was directly blown to pieces, and a Bodhi Buddha Bead flew back in front of the arhat holding the bowl.

  Realman Ge Cang is wearing a five-color glazed armor, with layers of flames flowing, as if a **** descended.

  His eyes are pitch black, with a sea of ​​thunder in his left eye, and a towering building in his right eye, holding a wooden tower in his hand.

  The thunder light dissipated, revealing Lu Rugao in the center of the arena, three dragon beasts were smashed by the divine thunder, spitting blood, and the momentum was sluggish.

   "Brother Ge Dao, it seems that the situation is different..."

  As soon as Yan Yuanzai finished speaking, he felt the entire Burial Valley shake, the ground cracked, and infinite magic energy rose.

  The thousand coffins that entered the valley all exploded, and a trace of ghost energy was cast into the cracks in the ground.

   Click!

  Two giant sky-supporting hands emerged from the crack, with indigo magic flames burning on them, and countless magic patterns were painted on the back of the five fingers, just looking at it would sink into the magic barrier.

  Those foundation-building monks of the Holy Lotus Sect were attacked by demonic energy, their eyes were red, their figures became bigger and their Taoist robes were broken, and they became demons directly.

   "It can affect the environment and transform surrounding monks into demons...an ancient demon!"

  Yan Yuanzai put away his bold and unrestrained attitude, and said in shock.

  Ancient demons refer to the demons from the upper realm, and they are completely different concepts from the demon monks in the world of cultivating immortals.

  The ancient demons are all existences of the refining level in the upper realm. In the case that the highest in this realm can only accommodate the existence of Huashen, they are restricted by the laws of heaven and earth and still have the ultimate strength of the human world.

   "In ancient times, a Banished Immortal fell here. I'm afraid it's not a lie... Maybe there really was a Banished Immortal who fought against the Ancient Demon and fell here, or the protagonist in the rumors is this Ancient Demon, who was sealed here by the ancient power."

  At this moment, Master Ge Cang's aura is ethereal and unattainable.

  He looked at the top of the Valley of Burying Immortals, and at some point black chains appeared, sealing off the place.

   "At the beginning, it was beaten to the brink of death, and it was sealed for tens of thousands of years. The newly born ancient demon has at most the strength of the Nascent Soul level... As long as the release of the ancient demon is not made by those two, we still have a chance to escape."

   "This black chain is equivalent to a Tier 4 formation, what's the chance?"

  After falling into desperation, Yan Yuanzai did not panic, his expression was calm and serious, and a little bit of starlight flew out of the Xingyao sword in his hand and scattered into the valley.

   "The birth of an ancient demon requires immeasurable magic energy. These black chains may be drained of energy and won't last long."

   When Master Ge Cang made a calm judgment, there were two more loud bangs, and the remaining two rings were also broken.

  Countless blood shadows flew up and merged into a human form, revealing a somewhat embarrassed real blood god.

  Fang Tiansheng turned into a half-dragon form, with the entanglement of true energy and demon power in his body, which unexpectedly formed a state of balance.

  The four alchemy masters looked at each other. They were all experienced monks, and they instantly became temporary allies.

  …

"It's you?"

   At the moment when a crack appeared in the Valley of Burying Immortals and the ancient demon appeared, Zhenjun Nine Lotus blurted out to the arhat holding the bowl.

   "It turns out that the benefactor also knows the inside story of this place... Amitabha, the Valley of Burial Immortals is not a good place, and the poor monk returns!"

  Bowl-lifting Arhat threw up the golden bowl in his hand, covered his three disciples and the ancient surname Lingnong, and shot straight into the sky.

  A black giant palm came, and the golden bowl rushed straight through, leaving a round hole in the giant palm.

"not him?"

  Muttering to himself, Nine Lotus True Monarch simultaneously wrapped Peng Zefeng and the rest of the Holy Lotus Sect monks into his Taoist robes, and protected his body with nine green lotuses, which shattered the demon palms close to him to pieces.

   "This is the moment, let's use our abilities and rush out of the valley!"

  Seeing that the ancient demon crawled out of the crack in the ground again, its arms could already be seen, and the black chain on the top of its head was even weaker.

  A hundred-foot-high giant appeared behind Master Ge Cang, holding a thunder hammer, and slammed it down. Within a radius of ten miles, there were bursts of thunder, and countless lightning lights gathered in the clouds.

  A divine thunder as thick as a pillar struck the black chain, directly shattering two sections.

  Yan Yuanzai held the Xingyao sword, a sword talisman slowly fell, and a terrifying wave of true energy erupted.

  A not-so-powerful but completely different force poured into his arm, controlling Xingyao Sword to swing heavily.

  It is clear that there is thunder and power, and it is the first sword that Bai Zichen has seen in his life, but there is only the light of the sword, and the light of the stars is gone.

   landed on the black chain, and instantly cut off a complete chain along the break, revealing the clear sky outside.

  The star light and sword light were put away, and Yan Yuanzai rushed out of the Burial Valley with the three of them.

   Turning around, the black chain had grown back halfway, and Fang Tiansheng had his hands and legs entangled by the chain when he rushed out.

  Fang Tiansheng showed cruelty, three dragon claws grew out of his right hand, and he swiped violently.

   One hand and one leg were left directly in the Valley of Burying Immortals, and with a whistling sound, the Gold-Tuning Dragon appeared from a distance.

  He lay on Tunjin Dixinglong's body, and gave thanks to Master Ge Cang and Yan Yuanzai.

   Immediately, the natal spirit beast ran wildly and left without looking back.

   "This matter is weird, let's leave first..."

  The power of the sword talisman has not yet been exhausted. In the hands of Yan Yuanzai, the Xingyao sword can fully exert the power of the fourth-order flying sword. At this moment, there is little difference between him and Yuanying Zhenjun.

   But thinking of the hasty departure of the two Nascent Soul cultivators and the ancient demon born in the valley, Yan Yuanzai knew that he was not something he could easily blend in with.

   "Why don't you go back to Tianhe Sword Sect first? With Martial Uncle Tang here, even if the two Nascent Soul True Monarchs are behind the scenes, this matter can be investigated clearly!"

   "Okay, Brother Yan will take care of you on this journey."

  The giant dispersed behind Master Ge Cang, his aura dropped sharply, and he could barely maintain the state of the early stage of alchemy.

  Considering that it is not safe to return to the Qingfeng family in this state, the main reason is that he has not figured out the attitude of Jiulian Zhenjun in this matter, so he dare not take risks.

  With Tang Fei, a monk in the mid-Yuanying period, sitting in the town, Tianhe Jianzong should be the safest place at the moment.

  The four of them boarded the flying boat and flew towards Tianhe Jianzong.

   After a while, a thin, almost transparent blood shadow flew out of the Immortal Burial Valley. The blood **** was so weak that it seemed that he would be blown away by the mountain wind.

  Just as he was looking back at the Valley of Burial Immortals, a hill-like demon palm descended from the sky, holding the real Blood God in his hand.

"Huh?"

  A small blood-red sword pierced the demon's palm, wrapping the comatose blood **** real person, and he was several miles away in a snap of his fingers.

  Blood light loomed, and the blood-red sword flew in a straight line towards the south, at a speed comparable to Yuanying Zhenjun.

   The voice was indistinguishable from male and female, there were no more sounds, and the magic palm spread out, as if it had never appeared.

  Only the roar of the ancient demon in the Valley of Yubuyen became louder and louder, until half of the demon's body got out of the ground, and a silver chain appeared above the valley.

  The ancient demon kept hitting the seal, but the remaining half of his body could no longer take a step forward.

  …

  Bai Zichen never expected that the first time he left Liang Guo was under such circumstances.

  Originally, he just went out with Master Ge Cang to observe the fighting skills among high-ranking monks at close range and broaden his knowledge.

   But the development of the situation later dazzled him, and he couldn't react to what happened.

  The terrifying ancient demon that crawled out of the ground could crush hundreds of himself to death with one finger, making him realize that he was still so weak.

  Of course, this is because he came to an occasion where he should not have entered.

  The participants in the Fairy Burial Valley are all real people who have reached the perfect state of alchemy, like Yan Yuanzai, who can even master the fourth-level methods in a short period of time.

   There were also two Nascent Soul cultivators present.

  Even if you travel all over the four countries in the Northern Territory, it is very difficult to encounter such a scene again.

   "Brother Bai, I suddenly feel that the war between us and the Ghost Gate is like a child's play..."

  Qi Yue was greatly impacted. He had been in Tianhe Jianzong for two days before he spoke for the first time.

"Do you think this matter is caused by the two Nascent Soul True Monarchs, who want to kill Master and the monks who are hoping for the Nascent Soul. If they all die, I am afraid that there will be no newborn Nascent Soul True in Liang Kingdom for hundreds of years. You have appeared."

   "It's not like, could it be that the arhat who raised his bowl would sacrifice his disciples to perfect Jiulian Zhenjun?"

  Bai Zichen shook his head, he had thought about it a lot in the past few days.

  Restricted by his cultivation, he may not be able to consider some advanced aspects, but Qi Yue's guess is definitely untenable.

   "If it's like you said, if they stop the ancient demons a little bit, it will be difficult for us to escape from the Burial Valley."

"But the two Nascent Soul cultivators must have known something, and acquiesced in the birth of the ancient demon... The mystery in the middle is beyond us, the Foundation Establishment cultivators, who can prove it. We will ask after Uncle Ge Cang comes back, it will be better." We're just guessing."

  (end of this chapter)