Cultivation of immortals begins with the appearance of ancestors

Chapter 229
Zhang Jian came to the gap in the ground vein within a few steps.

In the depths of the houses, a magnificent blue-golden ancient sword fell on the edge of a dragon vein, and a piece of talisman paper was pasted on the ancient sword. At this time, there was a slight sense of grandeur, as if there were countless ancient gods Chanting sutras together purified the resentment in this area and firmly blocked them at the edge of the gap in the ground veins.

There are also many Taoist priests at the edge of the cave, using mana to maintain small altars to prevent the riots of dragon resentment.

Such dragon vein resentment will not dissipate.

But obviously this method is just to block one end and temporarily keep the Dagan dragon veins from being eroded by resentment.

But when the Dragon Vein Resentment is persecuted, it will run around and poison other areas.

It is obviously a temporary solution, not a permanent cure.

Chao Mu looked at Zhang Jian.

Zhang Jian stepped forward, and in just one step, he passed through some invisible laws on the ground.

With such ability, Chao Mu, the Yuanshen real man, also looked solemn.

He deliberately didn't tell Zhang Jian about the ban on the ground before, and he originally intended to test it, but at this time he couldn't help but cast his eyes on Zhang Jian.

This lightness made him stare sideways.

"Tongshan orthodoxy?"

Chao Mu thought to himself.

But seeing Zhang Jian's figure appearing beside the gap, he removed the hole god sticker on the Tiangang sword with a wave of his hand.

But when he took out the hole god's scripture, he saw the roaring sound of countless ghosts and ghosts coming from below. The sharp roaring sound rushed out, as if it could tear the soul, and even the ghosts.

However, Zhang Jian, who was close at hand, was completely unharmed, but when he waved his hands, magic mirrors emerged around him. These mirrors were clear and pure, not only resisting countless Yin Xiao, but also reflecting them. Going back, it actually made the dragon vein resentment that surged up layer by layer disappear instantly by three points.

"Good spell!"

Seeing this scene, Chao Mu's eyes lit up.

He could tell that this was a yin-shen-level spell, with vast power and strong defensive ability, and it seemed to be able to reflect it.

But at the next moment, Zhang Jian's five fingers were spread open, like a strong cyan light blooming from it.

The cyan lotus leaves bloom one after another, and a layer of holiness, compassion, reincarnation, and the vast Tao rhyme that penetrates yin and yang blooms from it.

There is a deeper sense of redemption.

Seeing this scene, Chao Mu couldn't help but look solemn. In the blue lotus, he seemed to see a majestic god-man who redeemed the world from it. The God of Heaven.

But it seems to be different inside!
But seeing a divine light of redemption swept down the deep part of the dragon's resentment, he saw a battle spirit inside that was separated from the resentment, and his obsession with the battle soul was pierced by the warm blue light, and his obsession collapsed , Turning hostility into peace, one by one involuntarily stood with their hands folded in the void, and at the same time turned into a stream of light and sank into the green lotus the size of a roulette.

"Success!"

Seeing this scene, Chao Mu's eyes moved.

At this time, his eyes were a little shaken, and there was a look of fear.

In charge of death, he is most aware of the tyrannical obsession of the dragon's resentment. Even he, the real soul who is in charge of death, can only collect a part of the battle soul to a limited extent. If there is too much, he will face the backlash of the dragon's veins risk.

A dragon vein backlashes back, and the Daoist Yuanshen may not be able to withstand it.

But he was devouring and suppressing, not a more difficult transformation.

It's nothing to over-reduce a few battle spirits, the point is whether Zhang Jian can over-reduce all the resentful spirits with the power of dragon veins.

Zhang Jian is in a good place.

The resentful battle soul deep in the dragon's veins is a huge piece of fat for the improved soul-cleaning Qinglian curse.

The precious light of Qinglian blooms, and many battle spirits are directly transformed, and enter the nether world through the reincarnation portal in Qinglian, the pure soul.

Deep in Zhang Jian's mind, he could feel that the Qinglian magic model swallowed the soul essence pouring in like a river, and gradually condensed into shape.

The radiance of the Suffering Qinglian Tianzun inside is gradually growing, exuding a vast, majestic and divine power.

It's just that as the suffering-saving Qinglian Tianzun absorbed many soul essences and took shape, it began to reach an upper limit, as if it could no longer bear it.

"It's reaching the limit so soon?"

Zhang Jian was slightly surprised.

At this time, he sensed that the model of the soul-purifying Qinglian mantra had materialized, exuding a vast power.

And if you want to go further, unless you break through this technique to the Primordial Spirit level.

For Zhang Jian, this is still difficult.

Although he has improved the soul-purifying Qinglian spell, he has not yet created a corresponding model of the soul-level spell.

But at this time, the source of the soul that has been incorporated is still flowing.

If it were any other Yinshen venerable, I'm afraid he would have to stop this technique, lest he couldn't bear the backfeeding of such a soul essence, and if he couldn't bear it, he would damage the Yinshen instead.

But for Zhang Jian, this is nothing.

He didn't feel the limit.

He Yinshen has endured so many spell models, and still feels that he can handle them with ease, and he doesn't think these virtual soul essences are much of a deal.

In a moment of thought, he integrated the absorbed soul essence into the dragon singing sword in his body to strengthen the aura of this natal magic weapon.

This is considered a cheap Dragon Chanting Sword.

And after the Dragon Chanting Sword had almost absorbed it, it incorporated a steady stream of soul essence into the natal spell model of Shanhe Sheji Tu.

The aura around him is getting stronger and stronger.

In the distance, Chao Mu also saw this strange omen, and his eyes fluctuated. Obviously, the magnificent green lotus in Zhang Jian's hand is extremely mysterious. Practice.

Seeing such wonderful techniques, Chao Mu's eyes were filled with strange colors, and he was also a little envious and greedy.

Even the Daoist Yuanshen could not refuse the temptation of such wonderful methods.

However, thinking about Zhang Jian's Taoism revealed at this time, and the Tongshan Taoism behind him, Chao Mu suppressed a wave of waves in his mind.

No matter how greedy he is, he can't touch such wonderful methods.

That Tongshan orthodoxy is not vegetarian.

At this time, Zhang Jian was sitting cross-legged on the pure soul green lotus, exuding strong compassion and purifying divine light all over his body, like a majestic and majestic god-man, but the divine power around him was constantly expanding.

The more battle souls under the feet, the pure soul Qinglian transforms, the bigger it seems, and the lower part is like a huge green lotus, empty and pure land, which can penetrate the majestic Yin and Yang realms
Many spell models in the body were melted by the abundant soul essence.

In just half an hour, Zhang Jian felt that the yin god mana that he still needed to accumulate for a while had gradually reached the upper limit of the second kalpa of the yin god realm.

Close to the third robbery!

This made Zhang Jian happy.

However, at this moment, when his eyes moved, he felt the faint fluctuations of the two kings' lives in his body.

It seems that there is an unknown existence below that has a great attraction to the two kings.

"what?"

While thinking about it, I saw that the torrent of dragon soul resentment, which was steadily flattening below, suddenly boiled.

(End of this chapter)