The Rise of the Shen Family

Chapter 678: The Battle of Nascent Soul

In the Eastern Territory, a thousand-foot fairy mountain pierces into the sky, surrounded by islands in the sky, like stars supporting the moon.

I saw that on this fairy mountain, Danya and strange rocks stand tall, and in the depths of the dense forest, there are clever cranes dancing there from time to time, colorful longevity deer wandering among them, Yao grass and strange flowers are competing to bloom here, green pines and green bamboos are blooming. It is evergreen here all the year round.

What a beautiful fairy house scene!

At this time, in a secluded cave on the top of the mountain, with smoke curling up, an old man with white brows in a Tai Chi Taoist robe was quietly sitting cross-legged on a cattail mat and meditating.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed on the chessboard-like utensil in front of him, this light was fleeting, and soon the chessboard-like utensil dimmed again.

And when this light came on. The white-browed old man immediately opened his closed eyes, and the powerful coercion on his body that had turned into substance enveloped the entire cave in an instant.

I saw that a dignified expression appeared on the vicissitudes of the old man's face immediately, looking at the chessboard utensils that had faded, he murmured to himself:

This is the breath of that devil!

The next moment, a light flashed in his seemingly cloudy eyes, and the chessboard-like utensil in front of him also emitted a faint light again.

And on the chessboard, scenes of ever-changing landscapes began to emerge.

The white-browed old man closed his eyes again and held his breath. At this moment, a yin and yang disk appeared in front of him.

With the slow rotation of the yin and sun disk, it seems to be able to spy on the ethereal secret.

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At the same time, on Qingyun Mountain, countless black clouds were gathering here, bringing a sense of urgency to all the monks present as if the black clouds were overwhelming the city.

At this time, the [Sky Burial Coffin] in the void was completely opened, and endless strange black mist gushed out from the coffin, corroding the surrounding aura.

And in the evil black mist that filled the sky, there seemed to be countless ferocious evil spirits struggling there, and there was a faint and shrill sound of devil crying, which made people shudder.

All the monks in the audience were staring closely at the coffin in the sky. Everyone had different expressions on their faces, but everyone was waiting for something.

High in the sky, Master Qingyang also cast his eyes on the black coffin, and a serious look gradually appeared on the vicissitudes of his face.

Kangdang.

Suddenly, there were bursts of noises in the black coffin, and it began to shake slightly.

next moment,

Two withered black claws slowly protruded from the black coffin, and directly grabbed the coffin walls on both sides.

Immediately afterwards, a black shadow jumped out of the coffin!

Everyone looked intently and found that in the billowing black mist, there seemed to be a figure several feet tall standing there straight.

Subordinates see the leader!

At this moment, the two seriously injured men in black robes with ghost faces knelt down and saluted the shadow. They acted extremely respectfully and cautiously, as if they were afraid of something.

At this time, the faces of the two of them seemed to be uglier than when they saw Master Qingyang, and their whole bodies trembled uncontrollably.

And when Shen Huanchi heard the two ghost-faced men in black robes address the black figure, a look of extreme shock flashed across their faces.

Hierarch? !

Can easily make two Jindan late stage peak monks kneel down and salute and call the leader, so what will be the cultivation level of this black shadow?

Could it be another Nascent Soul cultivator?

Shen Huanchi couldn't help but have this terrible thought in his mind, and his already relaxed body tensed up again.

If the opponent is really a strong person who has reached the Nascent Soul stage, it is still unknown whether the Qingyang real person who has just succeeded in gathering infants can beat the opponent.

All of a sudden, all the monks of Qingyunmen, including Shen Huanchi, became nervous again, and their eyes were fixed on the two stalwart figures in the sky.

Two trash!

The black figure took a look at the two kneeling ghost-faced men in black robes, and then yelled at them in a strange and sharp voice.

Then he turned his head to look at the real Qingyang who was bathed in the flames high in the sky, and said with a teasing smile:

Jie Jie didn't expect that in such a remote place like this, there are still people who can get a glimpse of the realm of Yuanying Dao by chance!

There seemed to be a hint of praise in his words, but more of them were contempt.

On this side, Master Qingyang just watched the other party silently, and didn't speak immediately, as if he was probing the other party's details.

Forget it. I see that you have only been born soon, why don't you come under my command, how about being a guardian elder of the holy religion?

The black shadow spoke again, and the teasing voice echoed in the air.

The world suddenly fell silent, and everyone in the audience was watching Master Qingyang. His decision was related to the fate of everyone today.

After a long silence, Master Qingyang in the sky finally spoke.

Your Excellency, you have been regarded too highly of yourself. Now, Your Excellency is just controlling a seriously injured refining corpse!

Master Qingyang's resonant voice spread throughout the battlefield, causing Shen Huanchi and others to look at the black shadow high in the sky with strange eyes.

Corpse refining? !

That figure is actually just a refined corpse?

Jie Jie, you have some eyesight, but since you have already seen it, then it is just right to use your flesh and blood in the Nascent Soul Stage to recover the injuries on my refining corpse.

That weird black shadow laughed teasingly again, as if Daoist Qingyang, who had become a Nascent Soul, was just a small role in his eyes, and could take his life at any time.

After hearing these words, Master Qingyang's complexion instantly darkened, and the aura emanating from his body also became terrifying and fierce.

The next moment, a violent crimson flame stream swept out from his body, and the scorching breath combined with that terrifying coercion enveloped the world, causing all the monks on the battlefield to look up at the sky in fear.

Right now, Master Qingyang is like that dazzling sun, and even the heat wave it radiates is more terrifying than the real sun.

Jie Jie

Accompanied by this weird laughter, more black mist was released from the body of that black shadow, and within that black mist, his body began to change drastically.

I saw that his body swelled up, his body was covered with pitch-black scales, and strange claws grew out of his back, he was a monster with a human shape.

In the sky, Master Qingyang frowned, looking at the refining corpse in front of him with a solemn expression, obviously also aware of the powerful aura emanating from the other party.

White flames ignited in his pupils, his whole body seemed to be on fire, and then a violent crimson-white flame swept out from his body, heading directly towards the strange corpse in the black mist .

At this moment, the sky above Qingyun Mountain was enveloped by that monstrous flame, and everyone's heart beat violently.

Jie Jie

Boundless black mist gushed out from the body of that strange refining corpse, and it directly rushed towards the raging flames that burned the sky and boiled the sea.

Those ghosts in the black mist were burned to ashes under the blazing flames, and there were painful and shrill ghost cries in the sky.

However, at this moment, the figure of the refining corpse rushed out of the black mist and sea of ​​flames, and attacked the real Qingyang who was standing on the cloud.

Looking at the black shadow that was approaching quickly, flames gushed out from the pupils of Daoist Qingyang, and as his palm turned around, a huge palm condensed with flames blasted out towards the opponent.

Terrifying flames condensed in that giant palm, as if it could melt everything, and instantly burned the black mist around the refining corpse.

Boom

I saw that this strange refined corpse directly bumped into the giant flaming palm. Its huge body was not much smaller than that giant palm, and the scales on its body could not be afraid of the burning of the blazing flames. It pierced through the giant palm formed by the condensed flames.

Seeing this scene, Daoist Qingyang's face changed slightly, and then he took several palms and blasted towards the huge corpse.

Looking at the overwhelming flaming giant palm, the figure of the refining corpse moved quickly, and the black figure flickered in the sky, interspersed in the vast sea of ​​flames.

Jie Jie

Relying on its strong defensive power, this refined corpse directly rushed to the place less than a hundred feet in front of Master Qingyang.

All the white flames in Master Qingyang's body gushed out, surrounded him, and centered on his body, it directly turned into a terrifying vortex of flames, attracting all the spiritual power in the world towards him. come over.

And as the flame vortex swallowed more and more spiritual power, the white flame vortex also gradually expanded its coverage, like a huge solar black hole.

At this time, Master Qingyang has transformed into a sun melting pot, capable of melting all people and things in this world.

The refined corpse rushed headlong into the vortex of flames surrounding Master Qingyang, and the fiery torrent of flames directly impacted on his pitch-black scales.

The weird claws behind him began to be reduced to ashes in the violent solar storm, and cracks appeared on the hard scales, and black blood seemed to flow out, but they were quickly evaporated by the terrifying high temperature around them. up.

With an angry howl, endless black mist spewed out from its body again, resisting the engulfing of the flame storm.

On this side, a huge flaming sword appeared above the head of Master Qingyang, which was constantly transforming into bright flaming swords.

kill!

With one word out, the sun sword all over the sky blasted towards the corpse, and the entire sky was covered with extremely bright sword light.

Those sharp Sun God Swords pierced the refining corpse like a torrent, and the bright Sun Sword Qi exploded directly on its hard scales.

Boom

The figure of the refined corpse was submerged by the endless sun swords, leaving countless hideous wounds on its huge body.

Seeing that the leader's refining corpse seemed to be at a disadvantage, the two ghost-faced men in black robes couldn't help but glanced at each other, and then once again controlled the [Sky Burial Coffin] suspended in the void, making it quickly suppress the real Qingyang. kill and go.

Looking at the black coffin that was attacking him, an extremely angry look flashed across the face of Master Qingyang, and he yelled at the ghost-faced man in black robe and the three of them:

court death!

All I saw was a bright sun falling directly towards the black coffin.

Boom

[Sky Burial Coffin] Those who were directly hit rolled in the air, and the huge impact force caused the ghost-faced black-robed man and others to vomit blood.

However, at this moment, there was another roar of fury, and the powerful refined corpse broke through the restraint of the flame storm around Master Qingyang.

In the blink of an eye, that huge figure had already arrived in front of Master Qingyang, and those weird and huge arms directly attacked him.

At this critical juncture, the huge flaming sword on top of Master Qingyang's head immediately turned into a sword wall condensed by blazing flames to block him.

Countless arms were reduced to ashes under the blazing sword energy, but the sword wall was quickly shattered under the violent bombardment.

Boom

Master Qingyang's chest was suddenly hit by a giant arm, and his whole body retreated tens of feet away.

Seeing this scene, the hearts of Shen Huanchi and others trembled immediately, and their eyes were all fixed on Master Qingyang.

On this side, Master Qingyang had already stabilized his receding body, wiped away the dark red blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the refining corpse not far away with sharp eyes.

Although the refining corpse hurt him, his condition was not much better.

Its huge body is all scorched by the flames, and the tentacles on its back that look like weird claws have also been severely injured, and those black scales are falling off.

But the next scene made Master Qingyang frowned, and the gloomy look on his face became more and more intense.

I saw that the refined corpse was absorbing the strange black mist in the black coffin, and as the strange black mist flowed into his body, the wounds on his body were slowly healing. Those wounds that were only on the surface It can't affect this refining corpse at all.

Jie Jie has a lot of methods, but unfortunately they are too weak!

The refined corpse let out a teasing laugh again, and that sharp and strange sound spread throughout the entire battlefield.

Hearing this, Shen Huanchi and the others became more and more worried, and an ominous premonition enveloped their hearts.

On the other side, Master Qingyang looked at the refining corpse with cold eyes.

Although this refined corpse does not use the supernatural powers and spiritual treasures of the Nascent Soul stage, its fully armed body is equivalent to a terrifying weapon.

And he himself has just achieved Yuanying Dao, and his cultivation base has not yet been consolidated, so the outcome of such a fight is really hard to predict.

Suddenly, several bright rays of light shone directly from the dark sky, and these rays of light seemed to slowly form a magical pattern.

All of a sudden, everyone looked up at the miraculous pattern of light in the sky, even Daoist Qingyang, who was a Nascent Soul cultivator, looked at the pattern in a daze.

Mystery seal!

At this time, the refining corpse roared angrily, with a trace of fear in his voice.

And as his voice sounded, the magical light pattern immediately cast beams of light, and the target of these beams of light seemed to be this strange corpse.

Seeing this situation, the refined corpse hurriedly dodged, and immediately shouted to the ghost-faced man in black robe:

let's go!

The Golden Core cultivator from the Promise Sect reacted and hurriedly followed, leaving all the surviving low-level cultivators behind.

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