Starting with the Earth God, the path to immortality is deduced!

"sucker Punch."

Lin Xuan's voice was icy and chilling.

Wandering through this empty and desolate hall.

Facing Zhou Yuan's soul gathering power with all its might.

He didn't even lift his eyelids.

It was just a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.

It is expanding more and more.

"Since you want to die."

"Then I will grant your wish."

"Perfect."

"My Dharma body is still missing the last bit of spiritual essence."

"Take your soul."

"Let's add this final touch!"

Rumble!

The entire City God Temple suddenly began to shake violently.

It felt like a magnitude 12 earthquake had occurred.

The cracks in the ground widened again.

Countless foul-smelling drops of blood.

Like a fountain.

It surged wildly from underground.

moment.

This turned the great hall into a vast sea of ​​blood.

"not good!"

"Old Zhou!"

"This water is poisonous!"

Ma Ling'er screamed in terror.

The moment her demon-subduing staff touched the blood...

It even made a hissing, corrosive sound.

The runes on it were originally gleaming gold.

It instantly became dull and lifeless.

"This is filthy blood!"

"Specifically designed to break through Taoist magical powers!"

"Get out!"

"Jump up onto the pillar!"

Ma Ling'er reacted extremely quickly.

Just a touch of your toes.

She was as nimble as a swallow.

He leaped onto a red-painted pillar that had not yet collapsed.

"Awoo!"

Although pandas are large in size.

But his movements were surprisingly agile.

It uses all four claws.

Like a giant gecko.

Clinging tightly to another pillar.

It's just its black and white fur.

At this moment, blood has already splattered on them.

Wisps of smoke rose up.

It was in so much pain that it grimaced.

It let out a low growl.

"Where are you going?"

Lin Xuan hovered above the sea of ​​blood.

Like a demon from hell.

He suddenly clasped his hands together.

"The Realm of Evil Gods—"

"The Infernal Furnace!"

Om-!

Originally, it was merely a domain that suppressed perception.

The situation has completely changed at this point.

The temperature in the air suddenly rose.

It felt like being inside a volcano.

The churning blood.

It actually started to boil.

Huge blood bubbles appeared one after another.

Each blood blister burst.

They all emit a nauseating toxic fumes.

"Cough cough cough..."

Zhou Yuan felt as if he had swallowed a red-hot razor blade.

Burning pain.

The lungs are like bellows.

He was breathing heavily.

但他不敢动.

It cannot be moved.

His soul is rapidly coalescing within the "Tales of Gods and Monsters".

It's like a fully drawn bow.

Once you lose your temper.

All previous efforts were wasted!

"Refine it for me!"

Lin Xuan shouted sharply.

The void surrounding the main hall.

Suddenly, countless hideous ghost faces appeared.

They opened their gaping maws.

Facing the direction where Zhou Yuan and Ma Ling'er were.

It spewed out streams of black and red flames.

That's yin fire!

A sinister fire specifically designed to burn away the soul!

"ah--!"

Ma Ling'er let out a painful scream.

Although she had the Ma family's magic weapon to protect her.

But this yin fire is everywhere.

Directly through the physical body.

It was burning her soul and spirit.

That kind of pain.

It's ten thousand times more terrifying than being slowly sliced ​​to death!

"Ling'er!"

Zhou Yuan's eyes were bloodshot.

Watching their companions suffer.

His heart was bleeding.

But his current state.

Like an insect trapped in amber.

He can't even move a single finger.

They could only watch helplessly as the eerie flames filled the sky.

Getting closer little by little.

"Is this what they call resistance?"

"Too weak."

"They're just too weak."

Lin Xuan shook his head.

A look of utter boredom crossed his face.

"Zhou Yuan".

"Do you know?"

"I originally thought..."

"You can give me a little surprise."

"after all."

"You're the one that old man chose."

"pity."

"A piece of trash is still trash."

Even if you have a divine weapon in your hand.

"That doesn't change the fact that you're an ant."

Lin Xuan raised his right hand.

He pointed at Zhou Yuan in the void.

"it's over."

"Everything of yours."

"Leave it all to me!"

boom!

A bolt of crimson lightning, as thick as a water bucket.

It was cleaved off the top of the main hall.

It headed straight for Zhou Yuan's crown chakra.

This strike.

It contains most of Lin Xuan's current magical power.

If it's chopped solid.

Let alone Zhou Yuan.

Even a true cultivator at the Day Travel Realm.

They would be reduced to ashes on the spot!

"It's over..."

Ma Ling'er closed her eyes in despair.

Tears streamed down her cheeks.

She didn't even dare to look at Zhou Yuan's final, tragic state.

however.

Right there, in that crimson lightning.

The instant when it was less than three inches from Zhou Yuan's head.

A sudden change has occurred!

call out--!

A clear, sharp sound cut through the air.

It suddenly rang out in the sky.

Followed by.

A dazzling blue light.

It looked like the Milky Way descending from the heavens.

It pierced through the roof of the main hall in an instant.

That is……

A pen!

It looks ordinary.

The penholder is mottled.

There were even some bent bamboo calligraphy brushes!

But it is just such a pen.

At this moment, however, it unleashed an unbelievable sharpness.

puff!

It's like cutting butter with a hot knife.

That terrifying crimson lightning.

It was actually this bamboo pen.

It was cut straight in half!

Divide into two!

Thunderous explosion.

It transformed into countless arcs of electricity across the sky.

It scattered and splashed everywhere.

But Zhou Yuan was not harmed in the slightest.

"Who goes there?!"

Lin Xuan's smile froze instantly.

Instead.

It was a deep sense of horror.

He looked up sharply.

Look at the large hole that has been torn open above the main hall.

All that could be seen was the swirling smoke and dust.

A slightly hunched figure.

Yet his figure stood ramrod straight.

It drifted down slowly.

He was wearing a faded gray long gown.

He wore a pair of cloth shoes covered in mud.

A full head of black hair.

Interspersed with glaring silver threads.

His face was as pale as paper.

There was even a trace of undried blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

He looked like a frail, elderly schoolteacher.

It could collapse at any moment.

but.

When his feet landed on the churning sea of ​​blood.

A strange thing happened.

The blood that was originally boiling wildly.

It was as if they had encountered their natural enemy.

They calmed down instantly.

At his feet.

A road was automatically created.

Not a drop of water gets on you!

"It's you?!"

Lin Xuan's pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints.

The sound became sharp and distorted.

It was filled with disbelief.

"How is that possible?"

"You should already be trapped and dead in the mass grave outside the city!"

"How could you possibly have gotten out?!"

The person who came coughed lightly twice.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Those eyes seemed cloudy.

In reality, their eyes are as deep as the sea.

She watched Lin Xuan quietly.

"Cough cough..."

"Guardian Lin".

"How have you been?"

The voice was weak.

But it exudes an undeniable air of authority.

Zhou Yuan suddenly opened his eyes.

Looking at the back of the figure blocking his way.

Her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

That kind of excitement after surviving a disaster.

The kind of grievance one feels when seeing a loved one.

It surged into my heart in an instant.

"Uncle Liu!!!"

Zhou Yuan's voice was trembling.

That's right.

The person who arrived was none other than Liu Changqing!

That guy who usually just sits at the door smoking a pipe.

A middle-aged man who looks timid and incompetent.

His adoptive father, who had silently protected him for sixteen years!

"Second Uncle!"

Ma Ling'er also exclaimed in surprise.

Tears flowed uncontrollably.

"You've finally arrived!"

"One step too late."

"We're about to become roast pigs!"

Liu Changqing did not turn around.

He simply waved his hand with his back to the two of them.

"You little brats."

"Well done."

"We've managed to hold on until now."

"That's already made this old man look good."

His voice was calm.

But Zhou Yuan could hear the weariness in his voice.

Even...

weak.

Zhou Yuan's keen eyes noticed.

Uncle Liu held the bamboo pen in his right hand.

It is trembling slightly.

On the back of the hand.

It was covered with shocking wounds.

The bone is visible deep inside.

Obviously.

He rushed here.

They paid an unimaginable price.

"Liu Qing!!!"

On the high platform.

Lin Xuan suddenly burst into a hysterical roar.

That face that was half human and half ghost.

It was filled with resentment and hatred.

"It really is you!"

"I knew it!"

"You survived that fire back then!"

"You old dog!"

"How dare you show your face in front of me?!"

Faced with Lin Xuan's insults.

Liu Changqing's expression remained calm.

He sighed softly.

The bamboo pen in his hand twirled in the air like a sword.

"Lin Xuan".

"Turning back is the right path."

You've made a mistake.

"It would mean utter ruin."

I advised you against it back then.

"The teachings of the Wukong sect."

"It's the wrong path."

"It's a dead end."

"Shut up!"

Lin Xuan was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

He was completely furious.

The black mist around his body churned wildly.

"What right do you have to lecture me?!"

"If you hadn't betrayed the cult back then!"

"If you hadn't handed the map over to the court's henchmen!"

"How could our Wukong Sect be destroyed?"

"My wife and children...how could they be dead?!"

Lin Xuan's voice was extremely stern.

Like the cuckoo's cry of blood.

"Over the past twenty years."

"I hid in the gutter like a dog."

"Eating rotten flesh."

"Drink dirty water."

"For what reason?"

"This is all for today!"

"To tear you, you traitor, to pieces!"

"For the reconstruction of the religion!"

"To avenge our fallen brothers!"

Liu Changqing fell silent.

A complex look flashed in his eyes.

That was guilt.

It's out of helplessness.

It is also compassion.

"What happened back then..."

"I have a clear conscience."

"The name of the Wukong sect is 'salvation'."

"It is truly a scourge to the world."

I have no regrets.

"shut up!"

Lin Xuan wouldn't listen to a word he said.

He suddenly waved his hand.

"Since you've delivered yourself to my doorstep."

"Then let's settle both old and new scores!"

"I'm going to turn you into a blood corpse!"

"May you never be reincarnated!"

boom!

The black mist surrounding Lin Xuan surged once more.

That enormous domain of the evil god.

At that moment, it seemed to come alive.

The once boiling sea of ​​blood.

It actually started spinning.

It formed a huge vortex.

They attempted to devour Liu Changqing directly.

"Xiao Zhou."

"Ling'er".

Liu Changqing ignored the terrifying vortex.

He still had his back to Zhou Yuan.

He said in a low voice.

He speaks extremely fast.

Listen carefully.

"I don't have much time left."

"Just now, in order to break that barrier..."

"I have exhausted my life essence."

"We're just at the end of our rope now."

Zhou Yuan's heart sank.

"Uncle Liu, you..."

"Don't interrupt!"

Liu Changqing interrupted him sharply.

"The seven blood sacrifice strongholds outside the city."

"I've already pulled out six of them."

"This last one."

"This is the City God Temple."

"I have cut off all his external support."

"Now."

"He is all alone."

"but."

"The earth's veins beneath this City God Temple."

"He has completely corrupted me."

"My current power."

"We can't kill him."

"We can only trap him."

Speaking of it.

Liu Changqing suddenly turned his head.

He gave Zhou Yuan a deep look.

In those eyes.

It is full of expectations.

trust.

And a resolute acceptance of life and death.

"Xiao Zhou."

"Next."

"It's up to you."

Before he could finish speaking...

Liu Changqing suddenly bit the tip of his tongue.

A mouthful of essence and blood.

It was sprayed onto the bamboo pen in his hand without reservation.

hum!

That seemingly ordinary bamboo pen.

After absorbing the essence and blood.

It instantly turned completely crimson.

It exudes an aura of vicissitude and antiquity.

"please--"

"The decree of the earth!"

Liu Changqing holds a bamboo pen in his hand.

Using heaven and earth as paper.

Using blood and essence as ink.

He began writing wildly in the void.

The brushstrokes flowed like dragons and snakes.

Iron strokes and silver hooks.

Each word fell.

They will all condense into a golden rune in the air.

"The sky is clear and the earth is peaceful."

"May our mountains and rivers remain forever secure."

"Imperial Edict—"

"The earth's veins are turning around!"

"town!"

As the last character for "town" fell to the ground.

The bamboo pen in Liu Changqing's hand.

With a snap.

It broke in two.

And his expression.

In an instant, it turned ashen and lifeless.

but.

His strike.

The results were amazing.

All that could be seen were golden runes.

Like a meteor shower.

They plunged into that churning sea of ​​blood.

Rumble—!

Deep in the earth.

A deep, muffled dragon's roar echoed through the air.

That was originally under Lin Xuan's control.

The ground has turned into a black swamp.

At this moment, it began to emanate layers of yellow light.

That is pure earth power!

That was something that had been suppressed for a long time.

The original earth vein energy of Fengzhou City!

"What?!"

Lin Xuan's expression changed drastically.

He sensed it.

The connection between oneself and the earth beneath one's feet.

It's being forcibly cut off!

Those originally obedient black mud demon hands.

At this moment, it began to tremble uncontrollably.

Even the reverse.

It bound his feet!

"Liu Qing!"

"You're a madman!"

"You're burning your very essence?!"

"You're committing suicide!"

Lin Xuan roared in terror.

He didn't expect it.

Liu Changqing has become ruthless to this extent.

I'd rather risk my soul being scattered and destroyed.

They also want to seize control of the earth's veins.

"hehe……"

Liu Changqing gave a bitter laugh.

His body was swaying precariously.

"I said that."

"Evil cannot prevail over good."

"This ley line."

"It is the foundation of this land."

"How dare you, a demon, defile this place!"

"Give me--"

"Disperse!"

Liu Changqing used his last bit of strength.

He pressed his hands down sharply.

boom!

The crimson evil god's domain that enveloped the main hall.

Under the impact of those golden runes.

A huge gap was actually torn open!

That suffocating pressure.

Most of it vanished instantly.

"Now!"

"Xiao Zhou!"

Liu Changqing collapsed to the ground, exhausted.

It let out a final roar.

"Do it!!!"

in fact.

Uncle Liu didn't need to remind me.

It was as early as the moment Uncle Liu started drawing the talisman.

Zhou Yuan had already made his move.

This was an opportunity that Uncle Liu risked his life for.

Even if it's just for a second.

It is also the boundary between life and death!

"Strange Tales of the Supernatural!"

"Derive the derivation for me!"

Zhou Yuan roared inwardly.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness.

That golden ancient book.

Flipping it over and over.

The speed was extremely fast.

It was almost smoking.

In the battle just now.

Zhou Yuan has already sacrificed those little demons.

It has accumulated some yin energy.

Although not many.

But it's enough to support a short-term, in-depth simulation!

slam-la-

As the yin energy burns.

The world in Zhou Yuan's eyes has changed.

It was no longer a blood-soaked hall.

It's no longer a hideous ghost face.

Instead, it transformed into an energy world composed of countless lines.

In Zhou Yuan's sight.

Lin Xuan is no longer that terrifying ghost land.

It is a huge, chaotic collection of energy.

And within that tangled mess of black threads.

There was an extremely tiny spot of light.

That spot of light.

It is located in the very center of Lin Xuan's brow.

That is, the boundary between the half-human face and the half-ghost face.

There.

There is a very fine crack.

That was the forced fusion of two soul forces.

However, it could never perfectly match the remaining flaws!

[Deduction Result: Target Soul Fusion Rate 87%]

[Weakness identified: The area between the eyebrows and the third eye]

[Kill Plan: Use the power of pure Yang divine soul to forcibly impact the rift, causing soul collapse]

Success rate: ...

A system notification sounded in my mind.

But Zhou Yuan didn't have time to listen to the success rate.

Even if it's only one percent.

He has to treat it as if he's playing with 100% effort!

"Lin Xuan!"

"Your end is nigh!"

Zhou Yuan took a sudden step forward.

this step.

It felt as if it had traversed a distance in space.

He transformed into a golden streak of light.

It didn't rush towards Lin Xuan's body.

Instead, it rushed directly into Lin Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness!

Out-of-body experience!

This is Zhou Yuan's trump card!

Since the physical body cannot break through the defenses.

Then let's decide the victor with our souls!

"Trying to possess me?"

"dream!"

Although Lin Xuan was affected by the backlash from the earth's veins.

The body is unable to move.

But his spirit remained strong.

Seeing that Zhou Yuan actually dared to leave his body and rush over.

He was not surprised but delighted.

"You're choosing the path to heaven when it's available."

"There's no gate to hell, yet you've come here willingly!"

"In my sea of ​​consciousness."

"I am the master!"

"Swallow him!"

Lin Xuan grinned maliciously.

The single eye between the eyebrows.

It suddenly opened.

A beam of blood shot out.

They attempted to absorb Zhou Yuan's soul.

however.

He was wrong.

Big mistakes.

Zhou Yuan was not there to possess another body at all.

He's here to be a bomb!

"Who said I wanted to possess you?"

Zhou Yuan's soul-shaped miniature.

He clutched the miniature copy of "Strange Tales of Gods and Monsters" tightly in his hands.

A resolute madness appeared on his face.

"I'm here."

"I'll kill you!"

"Tales of the Supernatural and Strange"

"The first page of supernatural powers!"

"Golden light to ward off evil!"

"burst!!!"

This moment.

Without hesitation, Zhou Yuan burned the nascent form of his Yin Spirit that he had painstakingly cultivated.

He poured all of it into the ancient book in his hand.

boom--!!!

An unprecedentedly dazzling golden light.

It exploded at the center of Lin Xuan's forehead.

That wasn't ordinary magical light.

That was pure.

Vast and expansive.

The majestic golden light represents the orthodoxy of Shinto!

It's like a blazing sun.

In the abyss of darkness.

It rose without warning.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

Lin Xuan let out a scream that was extremely shrill.

That kind of pain.

It is the pain of having one's soul torn apart.

All that could be seen was the crack between his eyebrows.

Under the impact of the golden light.

It expanded rapidly.

Click!Click!

That was the sound of a soul shattering.

It was clearly heard by everyone present.

"No!"

"impossible!"

"I am a demon!"

"I am immortal!"

"Lord Dark Dragon, save me!!!"

Lin Xuan struggled frantically.

He gripped his head tightly with both hands.

They wanted to push that golden light out.

but.

Liu Changqing's earth vein blockade.

This prevented him from drawing upon the yin energy from the ground to repair himself.

And that crack.

It has spread throughout his entire body.

It's like a piece of broken porcelain.

This moment.

The time for collapse has finally come.

Bang!

With a muffled thud.

Lin Xuan's half-human, half-ghost head.

It actually exploded and split in half!

That face that belongs to "human".

He still maintained a terrified expression.

And that face that belonged to a "ghost".

But it had already turned into black smoke and dissipated.

"I'm not reconciled..."

"I'm not reconciled..."

With a final, venomous wail.

Lin Xuan's enormous body.

Collapsed suddenly.

It turned into countless black silts.

Scattered all over the place.

And that terrifying, evil aura that shrouded the City God Temple.

And with Lin Xuan's death.

The smoke disappeared.

Sunlight.

The long-awaited sunshine.

Following the large hole in the roof.

It fell down.

It shone directly on Zhou Yuan's faltering soul.

Although weak.

Although transparent.

But at this moment.

He is better than any god in this world.

They must all be dazzling.

Both must be sacred.

Won.