Spirit Realm Walker

The three clones of the Lord of Stars still had emotionless robot expressions. They did not even look at Lao Mai, but turned to look at the edge of the ring and Lingtuo.

He said in a tone of educating his children:

"Among the three major powers of the sun, moon and stars, the source of the sun is superior. The stars can deduce all things, but they are restrained by the taiyin. As far as the three are concerned, the stars are the weakest.

"In fact, it is not the case. The sun, moon and stars each have their own characteristics and functions. If the god who left behind the three origins is split into three parts, the origin of the sun symbolizes his power and authority, and the lunar origin belongs to his darkness and evil. Yin and Yang, two sides of the square, and the stars represent his 'heart' and wisdom.

"Strength requires wisdom and 'heart' to control it. Without the coordination of 'heart', if you use the body of Taiyin to accommodate the sun, you will definitely die."

As he spoke, the two worlds, one positive and the other negative, got closer and closer. The power of chaos was extremely powerful. The divine power of the sun was being annihilated and assimilated by chaos, and so were the lunar stars.

The Lord of the Stars was completely unaware and continued:

"Lingtuo, if you choose to follow the path of the origin of Taiyin, you are destined to be contaminated by the 'invaders', because Taiyin symbolizes the feminine power, the 'evil' that exists, and the sun must be biased towards law. As for the stars... …”

He didn't go on and said:

"Lingtuo, you entered the copy of the sun with the body of Taiyin, and you are destined to be unable to accommodate the sun. The only thing you can do is to prevent me from conquering the sun, taking it away, preserving it, and one day killing me and seizing the source of the stars. Only then can you achieve the goal of the sun. The moon and stars become one and become the greatest being in the entire universe.”

Lingtuo seemed to have heard this information for the first time. He lowered his head and remained silent for a moment, then chuckled and said: "You can also kill you in the copy of the gods, swallow the stars first, and then refine the sun."

The mirror world has been pressed to the top of the head, and the spiritual power of the upper body of the three incarnations has been assimilated into gray chaos, while the lower body barely retains the spiritual power of the sun, moon and stars.

The leader of the Taiyi Sect completely ignored his precarious situation, still looking expressionless, and his voice was like an electronic synthesized sound, layered and grand, but without emotion:

"Then just watch. My father will teach you how to fuse the lunar yin with the power of the stars. This is also the second spell I have learned after practicing hard for a month."

Finally, he looked at his real opponent, Lao Mai, and said compassionately:

"I believe that all professions in the two camps, lawful and evil, should abandon props when they reach the level of demigod, and shift their focus to understanding the spells of their profession, except for the void."

While speaking, the sun clone remained motionless, while the star and lunar clones attracted each other like magnets, collided with each other, and merged with each other.

The bright stars intertwined with the dark moon.

The latter suddenly spread out, like a piece of pure black velvet, covering the sky for four kilometers of the arena.

The bright starlight adheres to it and turns into bright or dark stars.

In an instant, a miniature Milky Way descended on the ring, slowly spreading out, and the vast, lofty, and vast aura descended overwhelmingly. Also descending together was the supreme will.

This kind of strength is not in terms of strength, but in terms of personality and symbol.

Beyond living beings, beyond individuals.

How can a small twisted world, a small mirror world, trap a galaxy?

The world of distortion was crushed at the personal level, and there was only a "click" sound in the void. The space cracked like glass, and the cracks quickly traveled away.

The chaotic atmosphere that filled this space was wrapped and accommodated by the "Galaxy", continuously diluted, and finally dissipated without a trace.

A dazzling starlight descended from the galaxy, covering the god of wine, Lao Mai.

Lao Mai, who was in the starlight, raised a staff composed of grapevines, wheat ears and nuts, inciting the gray chaotic spiritual power, trying to distort the characteristics of the starlight and escape from this locked state.

However, as soon as the gray and chaotic spiritual power escaped from the staff, it was sucked away by the starlight connecting the Milky Way and diluted in the vast void.

Above the vast and distant galaxy, the starlight condensed into a huge god with a vague face. He was wearing a robe condensed with starlight, with a dark crown on his head, and his eye sockets were filled with dark energy, concentrating the deep darkness.

He slowly lowered his eyes and looked at Lao Mai shrouded in starlight. The darkness in his eyes created a deep vortex, emitting a terrifying and invisible suction force.

Lao Mai, who was restricted by the starlight, stiffened all over. A figure that looked like a substance slowly pulled out from the top of his head. It was Lao Mai's soul.

This soul was full of panic and struggled angrily. It wanted to sink into the body, but it could not be restrained and separated from the physical body bit by bit.

Finally, he still couldn't resist the power directed at his soul, and was pulled out bit by bit. As his feet separated from his body, his soul quickly rose into the sky in the starlight, and was sucked into the mouth of the vague-faced god.

The vast and vast galaxy began to collapse, the starlight gathered into an incarnation, and the deep and vast "curtain" reorganized into the lunar incarnation.

The two met up with Taiyang Fenshen, who had been "watching the show" from beginning to end, and stood side by side.

All visions disappeared.

There were only three avatars left on the field, as well as a two-meter-long staff and a gray crystal ball. There were seas, blue skies and continents in the ball, but they were all upside down and chaotic.

…

Shushan.

Zhang Yuanqing summoned an infernal corpse, controlled him to step into the main hall, and stopped in front of the bronze coffin.

Princess Yinyao silently hid behind her direct disciple, raised a small trumpet, and whispered:

"Take me back Little Red Riding Hood quickly. A level 9 vagina can swallow me whole. Not only can I not be of help, I may also become the enemy's nourishment, a shameful source of support for the enemy."

Zhang Yuanqing turned around and scolded: "What use do I need from you!"

Princess Yinyao encouraged:

"I think you can summon Master over and ask her to help fight the boss."

Zhang Yuanqing sneered: "Old Bangzi has such a domineering and strong character. If he says he won't help me pass the customs, he will definitely not help me. Otherwise, what he said before is just fart."

"She did stop farting more than a thousand years ago," Princess Yinyao looked at the corpse in the main hall trying to push the coffin lid, and quickly urged: "Take me in quickly."

Zhang Yuanqing took out the little red hat and put away Princess Yinyao with shaking hands.

She was right. The dungeons at this level, the level 7 Inferi and Spirit Servants, were no longer useful. His upgrade speed was too fast, and the Inferi and Spirit Servants could not keep up with the progress.

If you give him another year or two, he might be able to refine the Inferi and Spirit Servants of the same level without having to fight alone.

As his thoughts were whirling, a loud "bang" sound came from the main hall, and the heavy bronze coffin lid fell to the ground.

A thick "black smoke" spurted out from the coffin, like a volcanic eruption that had accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years.

The black smoke quickly swallowed up the Inferi, enveloped the hall, spread out from the doors and windows, and formed a thick "cloud" on the main peak of Shushan Mountain, covering everything and hiding everything.

Zhang Yuanqing activated the sunrise and blazing sun war-god forms without hesitation. The pure and bright golden light dispersed the clouds, allowing the main peak of Shushan to return to clarity.

He couldn't fight with level nine Yin creatures in a realm filled with Yin Qi, otherwise he would definitely die.

The maintenance time of Sunrise and Lieyang God of War is half an hour, and the battle must be resolved within half an hour.

As the rich Yin Qi was purified, the scene of the main hall appeared in front of him again. Zhang Yuanqing saw a pale and slender palm pressed against the edge of the coffin.

Then, a pale woman sat up.

She has a delicate and beautiful appearance, except that her skin is too pale to look like a living person. She is no different from ordinary people. There are no signs of decay, pus, black blood vessels, protruding eyeballs, withered hair and other characteristics of the Inferi on her body.

Her eyes were filled with dark, sticky energy, covering the whites and pupils of her eyes.

Her upper body was naked, without any clothing to cover her body. Her body was curvy and had a strange charm. She wore a golden and gorgeous crown on her head, with a beaded curtain hanging down.

She stood up from the coffin, wearing a knee-length animal skin skirt.

She looked around the hall. There was no movement for a long time, as if she was adapting to the unfamiliar environment.

The domineering and clear golden light shone on her without causing any harm, as if she was just bathing in ordinary sunlight.

She stepped out of the bronze coffin, stepped out of the threshold, and stood at the door of the palace, looking at Zhang Yuanqing with dark eyes.

"I have been sleeping for endless years. You are the first person to step into this place. You are a believer of the Golden Crow... No, in this era, people like you are called 'Golden Crow'." She conveyed her mental fluctuations.

Zhang Yuanqing shook his head: "I am not from this era. The Golden Crow is an ancient and time-honored name for us. I am the God of the Sun."

Day Travel God...the woman chewed on this term.

"Have you seen the Golden Crow?" The other party did not take action immediately, but chose to communicate. Zhang Yuanqing naturally didn't mind chatting more.

"I've never seen it before!" said the beautiful woman with her topless breasts:

"The Golden Crow was rioting in ancient times, scorching the earth, and was surrendered and sealed by Emperor Wa. The creatures in the East China Sea Islands worshiped the Golden Crow in the sealed place and absorbed the spiritual power they emitted. These people are the followers of the Golden Crow."

"Why did the Golden Crow riot?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

The woman responded: "Destroy the common people, save the common people."

Destroy the common people and save the common people? Zhang Yuanqing was puzzled and asked: "What do you mean?"

The woman didn't answer and shook her head slightly.

"Who are you?" Zhang Yuanqing asked again.

"Ba..." the woman said: "I am a warrior of the Xiong clan. I died in the Battle of Zhuolu. The Xiong clan sealed my body in the extremely dark place and turned it into a corpse. I hope I can continue to fight for the tribe, and then When I wake up, it will be thousands of years later, and the ruler will be Tang!"

Sure enough, it is the legendary Drought Demon. Well, according to myths and legends, Drought Demon should be of the fire attribute. Was this woman a fire master during her lifetime? Zhang Yuanqing guessed in his mind.

He thought about it and asked:

"Senior, this place is a spiritual realm. The era I lived in was thousands of years away from the Tang Dynasty..."

He simply informed the other party of the existence of the spiritual realm, and then expressed his thoughts:

"Now that you have regained your freedom, the spiritual realm is vast and you can roam around as much as you like. I have no grudge against you. I am a descendant of the Yan and Huang Dynasties, a descendant of your tribe that has thrived for thousands of years. Can you please make it easier and leave here?"

His main mission is to eliminate the Yin Qi shrouding Shushan. As long as the drought demon, no, the female demon demon leaves Shushan, the task will be completed.

If the female slave is willing, he will make up for the ceremony of bowing her head.

The female slave looked at him expressionlessly:

"I can't leave! Fighting between you and me is inevitable."

Can't leave? Alas, it seems that only peak masters can travel in the spiritual realm, or only ninth-level peak day travel gods. Lao Bangzi is unique! Zhang Yuanqing sighed.

"Then you're offended!" Zhang Yuanqing gathered his bow and arrows, pulled out the bowstring, and spit out the divine power of the sun from his fingertips, turning it into arrows.

call out!

The golden light broke through the sky and hit the female demon's chest.

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PS: typos should be corrected first and then corrected.