As he moved, what gushed out from the mouth of the cauldron was no longer the soft blue mist, but a chaotic air as thick as ink.

These gases are like cocoon silk, tightly wrapping the three nearest space cracks and forming a protective barrier.

The Anti-Star Plate in Linglong’s hand suddenly made a heart-pounding shattering sound, and silver-white blood seeped out of the position of the Big Dipper engraved on it.

Her eyes revealed a firm determination, and without hesitation she stabbed the fingers of her left hand into her heart.

He drew blood from his heart and drew the forbidden spell of the spiritual world in the void.

Every time a blood rune was formed, three strands of her hair would turn gray.

“Time and space reversal? Are you crazy?”

The shadow of the black-armored woman fluctuated violently, and her voice was full of surprise and worry. “Forcibly reversing the flow of time locally, your lifespan…”

“It’s better than the interface collapsing!”

Linglong’s seven orifices were bleeding, and her voice, though weak, was extremely firm.

The moment her last blood rune was completed, everything within a thousand feet around her began to move backwards along the opposite trajectory.

The Nascent Soul starlight that had originally dissipated from Qi Miao Zhenren condensed again, the figure of the Gui Ling Giant Ape also retreated out from the crack, and even the broken black crystal altar began to be rebuilt.

However, only the chaotic gas cocoon around Chen Yun was not affected at all, but instead accelerated the swallowing of the backward flow of time.

When the last crack gradually closed in the green light, the shadow of the Eight Spirit Ruler turned into light spots in the sky.

The golden flame beast missed its target and left scorch marks on the ground in frustration.

The old fox’s eyes turned, and he suddenly pounced on the fragment of the black wind flag inserted in the crystal pile, muttering: “This treasure is destined to be with me…”

“Qiang!”

A lightning net formed by the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword blocked the remaining flag.

Chen Yun stepped out of the chaotic cocoon, with the turbulent flow of time and space entangled around him. He said in a deep voice:
“Fellow Daoist Xiang, Chen’s Xu Tian Ding seems to recognize the runes on this flag.”

Linglong leaned weakly against the Nixing Plate, her eyes swept across the remaining tadpole characters on the flag, and suddenly she started coughing violently. She said with difficulty:

“This is… ahem… the Demon Sealing Talisman from the Demon Suppression Palace in the Spirit Realm! No wonder Yuan Sha’s Spiritual Division can activate the Black Wind Flag…”

The screams of a dead bear were heard in the distance, and the fragments of Lin Yinping’s skirt fell on the scorched earth.

No one noticed that the runes on the fragments of the Black Wind Flag were absorbing the remaining demonic blood on the battlefield.

Black fibers in the form of granulations quietly grew at the bottom of the flagpole, as if foreshadowing the growth of some unknown danger.

The tattered surface of the Black Wind Flag fluttered in the evil spirit, and the dark golden lines squirmed like a living thing.

The broken “卍” Buddhist seal on the flagpole was reflected in Chen Yun’s pupils.

That was the demon-sealing spell carved by three great monks of the Dajin Dynasty, and it was now being gradually eroded by the scarlet demon blood.

He recalled the ancient scroll in the Xutian Temple.

The Black Wind Flag is one of the twelve sacred artifacts of the ancient demon world. When it explodes, the Nine Netherworlds Mysterious Evil will appear.

“Roar!”

The left side of the two-headed black wolf’s head suddenly exploded, and its demonic blood turned into countless poisonous spiders that pounced towards Xiang Zhili.

Seven ancient bronze lamps flew out from the old Taoist’s sleeves, and the lamp oil was actually sticky purple-gold essence blood.

“Burn!” Blood flames shot up into the sky. The poisonous spider was twisted into a charred black face in the flames. It turned out to be the monks from various sects who died in Kunwu Mountain a hundred years ago.

Chen Yun broke out in a cold sweat.

This Sanyang Qingming Lantern needs the essence and blood of a Divine Transformation cultivator as its guide. It’s amazing that Xiang Laogui actually carries such an evil object with him.

The three-flame fan in his hand never stopped, every time the firebird flapped its wings.

The feathers fell off and turned into red chains, tightly wrapping around the right side of the black wolf as it tried to reassemble its body.

“Fairy Lin, why don’t you take action!”

The corpse bear suddenly roared, and its life-definition corpse pill spurted out of its mouth. Nine painful human faces appeared on the gray-white bead, and they were the elders of the Yinluo Sect who had fallen earlier.

Lin Yinping pinched lightly with her jade fingers, and the pendant around her neck shattered, and a drop of emerald-colored liquid instantly disappeared into the void.

Green spider-web-like patterns suddenly appeared on the altar, and Chen Yun felt the ground beneath his feet become as soft as flesh.

This is the secret “Corrupt Sky Poisonous Miasma” of Tianlan Grassland!
“court death!”

The remaining head of the black wolf made a mixture of male and female voices, and a teeth-grinding sound of bones rubbing against each other came from the bottom of the altar.

Chen Yun swept his spiritual sense around and found that countless demonized monks were crawling out of the earth veins. What was beating in their chests was not their hearts, but miniature versions of the Black Wind Flags.

The three-flame firebird let out a wail, and the black ice formed by the demonic energy came back along the chains.

Chen Yun made a prompt decision and bit his tongue, spraying a mouthful of blood onto the Xutian Ding.

The green light of the gluttonous patterns on the body of the cauldron suddenly increased, and it actually swallowed up all the evil energy within a radius of ten feet.

“Be careful!” Xiang Zhili’s warning exploded in Chen Yun’s heart.

He instinctively summoned the Wind and Thunder Wings, and three white bone spears emerged from where he had just stood.

What flows from the tip of the spear is the poisonous miasma of corruption!
Lin Yinping’s sweet laugh came from the poisonous fog: “Brother Chen’s escape technique is really amazing.”

She didn’t know when a jade flute appeared in her hand. When she played it, strange red flowers bloomed in the eye sockets of those demonized monks.

The corpse pill of the corpse bear suddenly cracked a crack, and he grabbed Chen Yun’s back with a grim smile: “Can you lend me your Yuanying?”

At that critical moment, a sound like paper tearing suddenly came from the dome.

Eight yellow talismans flew down like a golden crow falling to the ground, and the cinnabar on the talismans actually presented a strange scene like flowing lava.

Relying on his own knowledge, Chen Yun recognized at a glance that this was the “Chixiao Boundary-Breaking Talisman” secretly passed down by the royal family of the Great Jin Dynasty.

He had seen related fragments at a past Yellow Maple Valley auction.

There was only a loud bang, and the rune instantly transformed into a nine-headed golden-flame lion. Its power was so overwhelming that it actually knocked a huge gap about ten feet wide in the space barrier.

In an instant, the spiritual energy and demonic energy from the outside world surged in, colliding and intertwining with each other, forming an extremely terrifying spiritual power tide.

The powerful energy fluctuations were terrifying.

Seeing this, Chen Yun quickly urged his Wind and Thunder Wings to flap wildly, and took advantage of the situation to grab the half-broken black wind flag pole.

The moment he grasped the flagpole, a strange pulsation came from inside the flagpole.

It felt as if he was holding a devil’s heart in his hand, which was chilling.

“Want to go?”

A crack suddenly appeared on the only remaining head of the two-headed black wolf, and a mass of squirming flesh and blood spit out from it.

What was unexpected was that the piece of meat quickly expanded and grew larger after facing the wind, and it turned out to be the complete image of Saint Yuansha!

When everyone finally fell out of the space crack, they happened to land in the center of the mysterious “卍” Buddhist seal on the seventh floor of the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

At this moment, the broken flag in Chen Yun’s hand suddenly became hot, and fine Sanskrit words slowly emerged on the flagpole.

After careful identification, they were surprised to find that this was actually the original copy of the “Vajra Subduing Demon Sutra” that sealed Yuansha back then!
Linglong’s silver hair fell on Chen Yun’s shoulders like a waterfall, and there was a hint of blood in her cold fragrance.

The star chains shot out from the anti-star disk in her hand were resonating wonderfully with the nine bronze chains hanging down from the top of the tower.

Chen Yun was shocked to realize that at the end of each chain, there was a corpse of a golden arhat. The scene was truly shocking. In the dark tower, Xiang Zhili’s Taoist robe was eroded by the evil spirit and torn into pieces, revealing the hideous wolf head tattoo on his chest.

He said coldly:

“Princess, do you know what it means that the demonic energy has permeated three floors of the tower?”

Linglong sneered, and the starlight on her fingertips turned into a scimitar and slashed towards the tower wall.

As the blue bricks peeled off, the layers of monks’ corpses inside were exposed, and a mini black wind flag was inserted on the crown of each corpse.

Suddenly, the corpse bear pounced on Lin Yinping, and the totem of the covenant between the Tianlan people and the Ten Thousand Monsters Valley appeared on its palm, “The Saint should fulfill your promise!”

he roared.

Chen Yunxu Tianding turned upside down, and the chaotic energy in the cauldron enveloped Lin Yinping. He asked calmly: “Did Brother Xiong forget what was mixed in the Corrupt Sky Poison Miasma?”

Then, he crushed a photo-recording bead, and the picture showed the moment when Lin Yinping secretly sprinkled blood-colored powder into the poisonous miasma.

Linglong’s starry eyes narrowed slightly, “Soul-eating Gu? The Tianlan people have such a big appetite.”

She whispered.

The muffled sound coming from the bottom of the tower became more and more urgent. The broken flag in Chen Yun’s hand suddenly flew out, and when it was unfolded, it was a hundred miles wide.

Countless demonized monks leaped out from the flag, the weapons in their hands were miniature versions of the Xu Tian Ding, Three Flame Fan and other magic weapons.

“Mirror Demon Army!”

Xiang Zhili’s face finally changed. Seven ancient bronze lamps formed a Big Dipper formation.
“This beast has actually mastered the magical power of ‘Transformation and Freedom’ of Saint Yuansha!” he exclaimed.

The exquisite star-reversing disk instantly split into nine pieces and was precisely embedded in the center of the golden-bodied arhat’s eyebrows.

The corpses of the Arhats all opened their eyes, and the sound of chanting and the devil’s roar intertwined. Chen Yun saw that the Xutian Cauldron was shaking violently, and the chaotic energy in the cauldron was condensing into Kunwu Mountain.

“It’s now!”

He roared and injected all his magic power into the tripod.

The mouth of the cauldron spurted out earth dragon energy that was as solid as a substance and was tainted by demonic energy, with countless transparent little dragons swimming in it.

The corners of Xiang Zhili’s eyes cracked and he crushed the two boundary-breaking talismans.

When the golden bridge passed through the base of the tower, the Kunwu Mountains shook violently and nine dragon-shaped spiritual veins broke out of the ground.

Chen Yun finally understood that the wolf head tattoo on the old Taoist’s chest symbolized the dragon vein of the Great Jin Dynasty.

Linglong’s silver hair turned white, and a silver wolf fang appeared in the core of the Anti-Star Disk:
“In the name of Silver Moon!”

She stabbed herself in the heart, and a huge silver wolf image appeared in the blood. The image held down the black wolf’s phantom with its front paws and began to devour its magic source.

The vortex of demonic energy sealed by the Nine Dragons gradually shrank, and fine cracks appeared on the surface of the Xutian Ding.

Yin Yue’s voice suddenly rang out in Chen Yun’s sea of ​​consciousness: “Use the third level of the Brahma True Demonic Art!”

Before he could think, a golden figure with three heads and six arms appeared around him, with each hand holding the shadow of a different ancient treasure.

“town!”

The Golden Body Dharma Phase and the Silver Wolf Dharma Phase exerted force at the same time, and the demonic energy was compressed into black crystals the size of a fist.

Linglong suddenly turned to look at Chen Yun, with a silver light in her eyes:
“Remember, you owe the Silver Moon Clan a favor.”

The moment the black crystal fell into the Xutian Cauldron, a complete map of Kunwu Mountain appeared on the body of the cauldron.

A cave marked with blood somewhere glowed slightly. It was the location where Chen Yun had previously sensed the unusual movement of the Tianjing Monument.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the seventh floor of the Demon-Suppressing Tower was reduced to ruins.

The corpse bear knelt on the ground holding the shattered corpse pill. Lin Yinping had escaped without knowing when. The wolf head tattoo under Xiang Zhili’s Taoist robe was bleeding, which was clearly the mark of the dragon vein’s backlash.

Only the core of the Star Reversal Disk in Linglong’s hand had a few more dark stars. She stroked the wolf tooth pendant and whispered:

“Yuansha, see you in the spirit world.”

Chen Yun picked up a piece of charred brick and stone. The Buddhist text on it was slowly recovering – the word “xu” was faintly visible.

He used his spiritual sense to observe the interior of the Xutian Ding and discovered a pitch-black relic at the bottom, which contained the devil source compressed to the extreme.

The wind from Kunwu Mountain blew up the ashes, swirling upwards like a spiral staircase leading to the Nine Nether Hell.

On the top of Kunlun Mountain, the wind was fierce and carried the sweet and fishy smell of blood.

Xiang Zhili’s hunched back cast a slender shadow in the setting sun, and his skinny fingers gently stroked the bronze compass at his waist.

The compass was engraved with the pattern of the twenty-eight constellations, and at this moment it emitted a strange green light.

This is a replica of the “Huntianyi”, the treasure of Tianji Pavilion, which resonates with the evil spirit deep in the mountain.

The old Taoist waved his sleeves, and seven jade slips unfolded into a star map in the air. He said in a deep voice:

“Look everyone, there are already thirty-six cracks in the Kunwu seal. It’s only a matter of time before the evil spirit leaks out. According to my plan…”

Before he finished his words, the jade pendant with the animal head on the corpse bear’s waist suddenly burst into a dazzling bloody light.

The ten thousand year old corpse monster had a gurgling sound in its throat, and it seemed as if countless maggots were wriggling under its skin and flesh. It shouted hoarsely:

“Don’t make any noise, old ghost! The three thousand demon cultivators of our Ten Thousand Demon Valley have already set up the ‘Nine Nether Soul Devouring Formation’ a hundred miles away, waiting for the right time…”

With a crisp sound, the slender wide sleeves brushed across the stone table, and the white jade teacup shattered.

The silver-haired woman’s fingertips were entwined with the moonlight-like light. She glanced coldly at everyone present and said coldly:

“Do you really think that you can trap Yuansha’s soul with these scraps of copper and iron?”

Chen Yun’s eyes narrowed slightly, and the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword in his sleeve began to tremble slightly.

Whenever Linglong performs the secret technique of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan, this natal magic weapon containing the divine thunder that can ward off evil will resonate with it.

When the clear light flashed just now, he clearly saw three dark gold lines appearing on the woman’s wrist, which were exactly the same as the silver wolf totem on the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

“What do you mean, Princess?” A gleam of brilliance flashed in Xiang Zhili’s cloudy eyes, and the compass in his sleeve silently rotated three times.

“Eight hundred years ago, the ancient demon world held a blood sacrifice ceremony and sacrificed the land of three states.”

The slender fingers lightly touched the air, and the demonic energy condensed into a blood-red map:
“At that time, the three Kunwu elders used the Dragon Seal as a medium to seal the Yuansha Saint Ancestor’s spirit in the Nine Nether Mysterious Crystal Coffin. Now, the coffin is full of cracks…”

Her fingertips suddenly pierced into the core of the map, and the entire picture exploded. “Do you know what this means?”

The jade pendant on Lin Yinping’s waist made a “click” sound, and the Saint Maiden of Tianlan staggered back a step.

The black mist around the corpse bear swirled violently, revealing a hideous face covered with corpse spots:
“Could it be that the devil has already been able to perform the ‘Demon Disintegration Technique’?”

“That’s not all.”

Linglong sneered, her hair rising without any wind:

“After seventy-two hours, the Xuanyin demonic energy will permeate the entire Kunlun Dragon Vein. By then, not only the southern border, but also the dragon energy of the Daqian Dynasty in Zhongzhou will be…”

Why did the princess decide to return to the seal?

Chen Yun suddenly spoke, and the lightning pattern on his palm glowed faintly.

The silver-haired woman suddenly turned her head, and the silver light in her eyes was like a sharp blade unsheathed.

Chen Yun felt his sea of ​​consciousness tremble violently, and the gold-eating insects in the spirit beast bag became restless. He suppressed the surging blood and energy, and his consciousness quietly sneaked into the storage bag. (End of this chapter)