Natural fairy species

Yuanyang Shenlei was harvested by Ge Cang's ancestor personally, so it does not exist in the Palace of Chuan Gong.

It is reported that in the entire Qingfeng sect, apart from Qi Yue, a direct disciple, only Wei Dao was taught Yuanyang Shenlei.

Therefore, the power of the divine thunder is passed on to outsiders by word of mouth, and few people have witnessed it with their own eyes.

It was not until the Battle of Feiyue Lake that Bai Zichen saw the power of Yuanyang God Lei from a distance.

However, that was already the level of Ancestor Ge Cang's cultivation to the level of Qianyuan Yuanyang Shenlei Net, and it was different from ordinary Shenlei.

At this time, Qi Yue exploded five or six groups of divine thunders at the same time, turning into a sea of ​​thunder within a radius of one hundred feet, not to mention the naked eye, even the detection of spiritual consciousness would be stabbed by the green and red thunder light, and quickly retreated.

It was not until several breaths later that the thunder light barely dissipated, and the whole land became scorched black.

Bai Zichen saw a blood shadow paralyzed on the ground for the first time, stepped out with a single step, and came to the side of the blood shadow in the form of sword light.

Jian Guang quickly tapped on Xueying's body, blocking the mana, making sure that the opponent lost all resistance before turning him over.

"Unexpectedly, under the bombardment of Yuanyang Shenlei, there is still a breath left..."

Bai Zichen saw the blood on Mo Changzhi's face fade away, revealing his original facial features, a pale face that seemed to have never seen the sun.

And it's like soaking in water for too long, the skin swells and stretches, and it can only be seen that it was originally feminine and deep-eyed.

The blood on his body receded, only to find that every part of Mo Changzhi's body was covered with dense incantations, which was strange and evil.

"Senior Sister Long, Senior Brother Qi, protect me... Wait for me to use the soul search spell to see if I can dig out some secrets from him!"

Bai Zichen noticed that Mo Changzhi's aura was vague, he was in the center of Yuanyang Shenlei, surrounded by the sea of ​​thunder, as a demon cultivator, he still had shortness of breath at this moment, it was a special practice technique, otherwise he would have been wiped out.

So he had to hurry up, lest Mo Changzhi die, even if he had the soul searching spell, it would be useless.

"good."

Just as Long Long fell from the sky, a crescent moon landed in his hand, and his beautiful eyes wandered between Bai Zichen and the surrounding area.

Qi Yue seems to want to make up for his previous negligence. After the spiritual weapon that can be turned into a sacred tree is put away, it cannot be sacrificed for a short time.

He simply held it in the palm of his hand, only giving off a faint blue light, meticulously warning the surroundings.

Taiwu's great method of searching for souls and killing souls. After refining this soul-searching spell, it was the first time for Bai Zichen to use it.

On weekdays, there is no one to test him.

With the soul searching spell, the recipients often become demented and leave their souls, causing irreversible and severe trauma to the sea of ​​consciousness.

Qingfeng Sect claims to be an orthodox sect, and has great restrictions on the use of soul-searching spells.

Except for the monks of the magic way, the use of soul-searching spells on other monks must make a statement to the Law Enforcement Palace afterwards. Is this necessary?

Between the same sect, the appearance of soul searching spells is strictly prohibited.

Taiwu's soul-searching and soul-slashing method has two major limitations. The opponent's spiritual consciousness is not as good as his own, and he has lost the ability to resist and let him be manipulated.

Mo Changzhi was satisfied with these two points, and he did all kinds of evil. Bai Zichen used the soul search spell on him to kill many Qingfeng sect disciples and Heishan casual cultivators.

The four eyes met, and the soul-searching spell was applied, and Bai Zichen's own head had scenes of rapidly flashing, fragmented images.

They swayed extremely fast and incoherently, and in just a few breaths, they could remember the past for a few years.

"Changzhi, tomorrow the entire Mo family will evacuate from Montenegro... Here are the savings of the Mo family for hundreds of years, worth more than 800,000 spirit stones, and this neon dress and feather coat, you take care of it."

A majestic and mighty figure handed the storage bag and the radiant feather coat to the young monk, speaking with earnestness, as if feeling a farewell last word.

"Grandfather, you are the person with the highest cultivation in the family, and of course these things are safest to keep on you."

"Because of this, grandfather is the person Qingfengmen pays the most attention to... If you fail to escape from birth, you will have to rely on these things to make a comeback. There is also the drop of Qingling chalcedony sent as a deposit by Ghost Spiritmen, the same It's in the storage bag."

As soon as the screen changed, it changed to the same Shuanghuan Mountain as at this moment.

Dutian raging fire fell, and there were fallen and dead Mo family children everywhere, the heads of the killed were rolling, and the blood flowed like a river.

Mo Changzhi was filled with grief and indignation, his voice was like weeping blood, he turned into fragments of colored satin, threw them in all directions, and left Heishan County.

Many powerful forces will set up restrictions in the disciple's sea of ​​consciousness. If a leakage of the controlled inheritance of the soul is detected, it will automatically ignite and burn the sea of ​​consciousness to nothingness.

Therefore, Taiwu's soul-searching method is different from ordinary soul-searching spells, and does not directly ask for answers.

Instead, through guidance, let the monks recall the scene unconsciously, so that the restriction will not be triggered, and many restrictions can be bypassed.

Of course, there are also disadvantages. This kind of soul search method can reproduce the screen, but if it is specific to a certain exercise, it is difficult to read such a detailed exercise content regardless of whether there are restrictions on the forbidden law.

"Ghost Spirit Sect actually gave a drop of Qingling chalcedony, what a great deal!"

The corner of Bai Zichen's eyes twitched, no wonder Mo Qianyuan wanted to take a risk.

With the alchemy spirit in hand, as long as he can leave the Black Mountain, the Huofeng Mo family will really return to the mountains and forests, and the dragon is like the sea, and he will do his best to go.

In the next scene, after Mo Changzhi left Montenegro, he soon learned the news that Ge Cang's ancestor had shown his supernatural power, and gradually gave up the idea of ​​going to the ghost gate.

After trekking all the way, I finally came to the Blood Demon Gate.

After offering a lot of treasures, Mo Changzhi was valued due to his cultivation in the early stage of foundation establishment, and he soon became the 107th disciple of Daoist Blood God.

He mutilated himself in the blood demon gate and burned spells.

Transferred to practice Baisha Blood Sea Dafa, the body is transformed into a blood shadow, people are not like people, and ghosts are not like ghosts.

Feeling that the martial arts were not as powerful as those of the senior senior brothers, he sat down all night, purifying and offering sacrifices to the Huofeng blood that his ancestors were proud of.

Since then, Mo Changzhi has become a real ordinary person in terms of blood.

But the power of the Baisha Blood Sea Dafa has increased by at least 20%, and it has made his understanding of the blood escape advance by leaps and bounds.

The screen turned again, a young man with vertical pupils between his brows came to visit the real blood god, and the eldest disciple Zhong Ge personally opened the gate to receive him.

You must know that Zhong Ge is already in the early stage of alchemy. During the period of retreat, the real blood god can basically act instead, and the power in the Blood Demon Sect is higher than the two elders.

It was only later that Mo Changzhi found out that the young man with vertical pupils came from the Blood Sea Sect, a great sect of demons far away.

And the blood god real person seems to be inextricably linked with this blood sea sect, and more specifically, he, a disciple who has joined the sect not long ago, can know about it.

The young man with vertical pupils didn't stay for a few days, and left with the alchemy monk who had come together, saying that he was traveling to various countries to wait for the opportunity to form an alchemy.

"Bones pay homage to the real blood god, and wish the real person will turn into a sea of ​​blood soon."

A monk whose whole body was covered in a black robe, his exposed hands and feet were covered with bones, without a trace of flesh and blood.

Real Bone!

I didn't expect him to visit the real blood god. I don't know when it happened. Could it be that he asked for help from the Blood Demon Sect?

Bai Zichen, the alchemy masters of Guilingmen, all memorized their images and imprints of mana. After all, these are the top monks who can deal with each other at any time.

Sitting at the top, the middle-aged man who accepted the salute of the white bone real person calmly had gray temples, profound facial features, vicissitudes in maturity, and outstanding temperament.

"Bone, why are you here this time?"

The mature and vicissitudes of life man raised his head, his gaze seemed to be real, it was clearly just a picture in the process of soul searching, Bai Zichen even dodged subconsciously.

When you reach the level of the real blood god, you don't need to evolve blood all the time, which is similar to the state of a normal monk.

"The upper and lower members of the Ghost Spirit Sect are willing to join the Blood Demon Sect, follow the real people, and create the great cause of the devil path together..."

The white bone real person puts himself in a very low position, putting himself in the subordinate position. Of course, even if he has nothing to ask for, he still has to retreat three feet just because of the cultivation level of the blood god real person.

"Junior brother, I have a task for you... Aren't you from Black Mountain? It just so happens that the Ghost Spirit Sect in Hejian County has joined this sect. They say that the Qingfeng Sect hates my demonic leftist monks very much. You should go back and find out the true identity of Black Mountain." strength."

"Yes, the task will definitely be completed... I wonder when Master is going to attack Qingfengmen?"

Mo Changzhi's voice was full of excitement. With the attack of the real blood god, it would be easy to destroy the Qingfeng sect.

"Master wants to unify the Demonic Dao of the Liang Kingdom, and he is burdened with important tasks. How can Xiaozong need his help... Junior Brother, you should investigate clearly and go directly to join the Ghost Spirit Gate. After I am sure that the Zhengqi League will not have any provocative behavior in the near future, I took the treasure to the Ghost Spirit Gate and helped them with this matter."

Zhong Ge knew what his master meant. Although the strength of Ghost Spirit Sect was mediocre, it was a sect with five alchemy masters.

As long as it can be subdued, the Blood Demon Sect will at least be able to run errands when expanding the sect and unifying the magic way in the future.

Although he is only in the early stage of alchemy, with the supernatural power of Baisha Xuehai Dafa and the top-grade magic weapon temporarily borrowed by his master, Zhong Ge is confident that he will not be inferior to the famous real Ge Cang.

Further down the screen, the monk of the Blood Dao bid farewell to his fellow disciples and entered Heishan County.

However, the scene here is obviously recent, leaving almost no impressive memories.

Bai Zichen was about to arouse Mo Changzhi's consciousness, trying to make him reveal some secrets, but he saw the picture shattered into pieces in an instant.

"died?"

Bai Zichen was a little baffled, and he still had a lot of problems that he couldn't witness.

Mo Changzhi had no breath at all, and he couldn't die any more. It's a pity that he was too badly injured, otherwise he could have survived for a while and let him find more concealment directly.

Taiwu's soul-searching method relies on the strength of his spiritual consciousness, and the power he can exert in Bai Zichen's hands is much better than that of other monks.

"Brother Bai, how about it, can you gain something?"

Qi Yue took the initiative to ask questions, this time he performed extremely poorly in eliminating demons, not as good as Long Long who appeared last.

"A disciple of the Blood Demon Sect, and even Mo Changzhi, the remnant of the Huofeng Mo clan..."

Bai Zichen relayed the content of the screen he saw to the two without hiding anything.

"The Blood Demon Sect can't take care of itself at the moment. Even if they really want to help the Ghost Spirit Sect, it will take at least a year and a half before they can reach out. Moreover, the real blood god has been guarding against the elders of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect and the leader of the Zhengqi League. Now the three The popularity is linked, and no one dares to make a move without being fully sure. At most, a few top-ranked disciples and guest ministers will come, and the strength of the Ghost Spirit Sect will definitely be greatly improved, but it is not impossible to resist."