In those years when I was a mortal and a demon

"Lu Yuan's state is very unstable and he is always on the verge of a breakthrough. He must make a quick decision and then find a place to break through. Otherwise, it is very likely that his realm will regress and his foundation will be damaged!" Ancestor Linghu observed for a while. Suddenly he said solemnly.

"But the key is how to deal with that remnant treasure. All his golden blades have lost their spirituality and are useless. Moreover, this guy is usually too confident in his golden blade magic weapon and has never prepared any other magic weapon. Tool. Not to mention the Five Elements Magic, he is as lazy as a pig, and even discarded the Jin Yuan Gong I gave him." When Tian Fei said this, his teeth were itching with anger.

"I gave you a Heavenly Spiritual Root, and it was raised like this by being scattered. You can still make sense of it, right?" Ancestor Linghu scolded.

"Master leads us in. Cultivation depends on the individual. These are your exact words, uncle, back then."

"Stubborn mouth!"

"Hey! The witch doesn't seem to be in a hurry to use the remnant treasure to attack. Lu Yuan still has one or two talismans in his hand. Although the power is not as powerful as the remnant treasure, he should be able to hold on for a while." Tian Fei condensed his eyes and turned his attention. Returned to the field.

At this time, the demonic female cultivator kept gesticulating with her hands, and even sprayed a large amount of blood mist from her mouth that was almost a skeleton, and sprinkled it on the tripod.

The tripod absorbed the blood mist and became larger, twice as big as before. It had a simple shape and was covered with mottled cracks.

Even so, all the foundation-building monks watching the battle felt an all-killing terror from above.

Not far behind Patriarch Linghu and several sects of pill-forming monks, there was a group of people floating in the air with their feet on magic weapons, forming a small square formation.

There are about fifty or sixty people in the phalanx, all of whom are highly cultivated. Even though they were all in the late stage of foundation building, most of them were horrified at this time, and some even had a trace of fear in their eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Ma, if it's you, can you catch this blow?" Someone asked a middle-aged man wearing Tianque Fort clothing standing at the front of the square formation.

"Catch it? Huang Daoyou is too fond of Ma. If it were me, I would be injured as well as dead."

"What! Fellow Daoist Ma, have you stepped into the realm of fake elixirs with one foot?"

"So what, this three-legged cauldron is a remnant treasure. Being able to exert such power shows how terrifying the witch's soul and cultivation are. I have only stepped into the fake elixir realm with one foot. I'm afraid it's It’s already in the fake elixir realm.”

"This..." After hearing what the monk surnamed Ma said, the expressions of all the late-stage foundation-building monks changed drastically. But no one questioned it at all, because this was what Ma Yunlong said, and he was said to be the most promising person among the seven sects of the Yue Kingdom to advance to the pill formation within a hundred years.

"So, Fellow Taoist Yima, what is Junior Brother Lu's chance of winning this battle?" asked an old man from Yellow Maple Valley.

"It's difficult, with the realm of the witch's fake elixir, plus this remnant treasure. When encountering a monk in the early stage of forming an elixir, even a monk can give it a try. Who can defeat her under the elixir formation?

And a perverted guy like this in the Foundation Establishment Stage would never have been able to participate in such an action if he hadn't been involved in a gambling fight between Yuanying monks. "Ma Yunlong looked a little lonely in his eyes.

"Did Fellow Daoist Ma exaggerate a little?" The old man from Huang Maple Valley saw that Ma Yunlong had the ambition of others and destroyed his own prestige. What's more, one of the parties involved is a fellow disciple of his, so his face naturally looks a little ugly.

"If Fellow Daoist Jiang doesn't believe it, you might as well look at the faces of those uncles."

As Ma Yunlong said, after seeing the woman's methods, Tian Fei and others' faces became more or less ugly.

"The power of this woman's move is three points more powerful than the ordinary blow of the Danjie monk!" Li Huayuan said in shock.

"She is worried about her junior brother's current condition, so she is still increasing the power of the residual treasure!" Han Li also noticed something was wrong.

"A competition for the strongest blow? I believe that senior brother can definitely win!" Zhang Tie suddenly became confident.

At this time, Lu Yuan was watching the movements of the woman opposite him coldly. Although he seemed to be possessed by a demon, he had been able to ensure that he would not be easily disturbed by inner fire by practicing the Shaxin Jue in the past six months.

This three-legged cauldron is extraordinary. When it was not activated very much before, it could disperse its own golden peaks. Now that it looks like this, I am afraid that it is the only one that can defeat it.

Although using it in front of these two armies would expose his true identity, if he continued like this, he would be dead.

Lu Yuan no longer hesitated, he changed the techniques of his hands, lightly touched the center of his eyebrows with two fingers of his right hand, and then slowly left, as if he was trying to extract something from his head.

"Boy, stop pretending. You think you are a pill-forming monk, how can you pull out a magic weapon?" Someone from the demonic side shouted.

"That's right, if he hadn't wanted to catch him alive at the beginning, how could he have been able to jump up to this point!"

The coalition forces of the seven factions were also puzzled. They wondered what Lu Yuan was up to. Shouldn't they quickly sacrifice a few powerful talismans at this time?

"It's begun!" Zhang Tie said expectantly.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes from both sides, as Lu Yuan moved his fingers away, a dazzling light suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, and golden blades spurted out.

"Why was his magic weapon taken out from his forehead?"

"This! Is this a magic weapon?"

"That's too many! There were only sixteen of them just now!"

......

Everyone was shocked. The foundation-building Qi-training monks on both sides had already opened their mouths in shock, staring blankly at the golden shadows all over Lu Yuan's body.

"Seven, seventy-two!" Someone took a breath after counting the number of golden blades.

"A pill-forming monk can't even make so many magic weapons. How could he have such a strong soul?" Someone in the demonic path was shocked and angry.

In the sky above the two armies, the alchemy monks on both sides were using their own methods. Even Old Demon Yunlu and Ancestor Linghu had their eyes flashing, trying to see clearly.

"It's not an illusion, nor is it a magical power like sword shadow splitting light!"

"That's right, although it is not a magic weapon, in terms of grade, each golden leaf is comparable to the finest among top-grade magic weapons!" The old monster Youjie Dan saw the clue.

"Seventy-two. Even if he has reached the third level of Dayan Jue, he can't control it as he wants. Isn't it a waste of mana to release so many?" Tian Fei frowned, wondering what Lu Yuan was going to do.

"Although with the assistance of Dayan Jue, being able to control thirty is already his limit." Han Li believed that he had a good say in controlling multiple magic weapons while distracted.

After hearing this, Zhang Tie couldn't help but chuckle. Seeing Han Li looking at him with some confusion, Zhang Tie suddenly took out a piece of gold leaf from his storage bag, handed it to Han Li, and pointed at it for him to take a closer look.

"What is this?" Han Li narrowed his eyes and understood something.

"I referred to your Golden Poria Mother Blade, carved the formation on the gold leaves, and arranged them for my senior brother. Eight pieces are a group. For these seventy-two gold leaves, he actually only needs to separate the nine gods. Just know how to control it.”

This is so!

Han Li looked at Zhang Tie in surprise. He didn't realize it until now. The effects that Zhang Tie's formation can provide now are really amazing.

Lu Yuan took a few deep breaths. After all, the mana consumed by the seventy-two golden blades was extremely terrifying. This blow would definitely drain him.

As his right hand was slowly raised from his chest, seventy-two golden blades gathered around his fingertips. From top to bottom, splice in sequence.

When the last golden blade returned to its place, a golden giant sword five to six feet long was suspended on Lu Yuan's fingertips. Terrifying spiritual fluctuations lingered on it, facing the tripod on the opposite side.

"How is that possible!" The demonic woman howled again. The three-legged cauldron was a remnant treasure. Although she could use it with her cultivation, it would take a long time to cast the spell. She has not yet fully awakened the maximum power of the remnant treasure, but Lu Yuan's golden sword is already preparing to attack first.

"Ah!" The witch let out an ear-piercing howl, her whole body flashing with spiritual light, and she was actually preparing to pour her entire body into the tripod.

"It's too late!" Lu Yuan pointed, and the giant sword slashed down in the air.

The demonic woman hurriedly used the three-legged tripod to catch the golden sword, but only after a few breaths. The cracks on the surface of the tripod suddenly grew larger, and after a cry, it exploded in all directions.

boom!

The violent hurricane of spiritual energy swept all around, and the vanguards of both the seven sects and the demonic path quickly activated their protective formations to avoid being affected by the low-level monks on the side.

When the hurricane dissipated, the golden sword opened a large pit several feet wide and more than ten feet deep in the open space in front of the two armies' formations. The demonic female cultivator had long since disappeared, leaving only Lu Yuan standing there alone.

Raising his hand to withdraw the golden sword, Lu Yuan suddenly swayed and fell towards the ground.

Just before it hit the bottom, a white light rolled it up. After the white light flashed, Lu Yuan's figure was no longer there.

Seeing Lu Yuan's figure appear in the five-pointed star below Tian Fei and others, Zhang Tie and Han Li hurriedly entered the formation. The white light flashed again, and all three figures disappeared.

This series of changes was unexpected. Tian Fei watched the three people disappear, and he probably had an idea in his mind. Old Demon Yunlu said coldly to the other side: "Old Demon, the winner has been decided!"

"Who said the winner has been decided? How can I see that we will both die together? Otherwise, you can bring Lu Yuan back and let me see if he is still alive!" Yun Lu sneered.

"You, the noble Nascent Soul cultivator, don't even want to lose face!"

"I don't know what you are talking about, Fellow Daoist Linghu, I have something else to do, leave!" Old Demon Yunlu curled his lips and disappeared with the person and the car.

"Old Demon, don't leave!" Tian Fei was furious and was about to chase after him, but Ancestor Linghu stopped him.

"He may have gone to Luyuan. I'll follow him. You must find the three of them quickly and be sure to hide them!" Ancestor Linghu disappeared after finishing speaking.

Tian Fei gritted his teeth and roared angrily.

"Kill me!" Then he slapped the gourd, and a blue ocean several miles wide suddenly appeared above the heads of the six demonic sects' coalition forces, pouring down the water.

The allied forces of the Six Demonic Sects were already demoralized due to the defeat of their own players. Coupled with the sudden departure of Old Demon Yunlu, the situation became even more chaotic.

Most of the phalanx failed to activate the protection and were washed to pieces. Many demonic monks died as a result.

Because of Lu Yuan's great display of power, the morale of the seven factions of the Yue Kingdom's coalition forces had already risen sharply. Now seeing that the demonic formation was in chaos, under the leadership of the Danjie monks, they all went up to cover them up.

Tian Fei put away the gourd and came to the place where Lu Yuan and the others had just disappeared. After investigating, he focused on one direction and chased after them.

......

In a certain patch of rocks in the Golden Drum Plains, Han Li commanded two black lights formed by Oolong Duo and several golden blades to chop a Ghost Spirit Sect disciple in the early stages of foundation building into several pieces.

Then he grabbed the storage bag on the other person's body, and the person disappeared into the vast wasteland.

Riding the divine wind boat, Han Li appeared in his camp an hour later and walked towards the most conspicuous room, which was the temporary exchange of the seven sects.

Han Li quickly rushed to several stalls knowing the way. After scattering all the things, he rushed to the largest stall in the house.

This stall is seven or eight feet long, and the stall owner is a chubby monk in the middle stage of foundation building. Everyone calls him Fatty Chen.

After quickly changing things, after Han Li left, a cold and charming female monk came.

The cold and charming female monk glanced at Han Li's back indifferently, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, and then came to the stall owner. Handed over a storage bag.

"Hehe! Niece Qiaoqian, you came just in time. We are waiting for this batch of goods here!" the stall owner said happily with the fat on his face shaking.

"Fifth Uncle, did that coward come to you to buy something?" Chen Qiaoqian looked coldly at Han Li's retreating back, frowned, and asked Fatty Chen who was checking the storage bag.

"Coward, you mean... Han Li?" Fatty Chen blinked his eyes. A look of disbelief appeared on his face.

"It's him you're talking about. What's wrong?" Chen Qiaoqian asked a little strangely. Han Li didn't leave a good impression on him during his trip to the forbidden area. In order to avoid the war, he even abandoned his junior brother.

Fatty Chen was silent for a moment, then suddenly sighed and said in a strange tone:

"Qiao Qian, your fellow disciple has quite a reputation here! He killed more than a dozen Foundation Establishment monks in a row, including many powerful characters in the Middle Foundation Establishment stage."

"He killed more than a dozen Foundation Establishment monks?" Upon hearing this, junior sister Chen's cold face showed a look of horror. She really couldn't believe what she heard.

"So he has more than 200 meritorious deeds, but his name is not on the merit list. The highest one is only 180."

"Those who can be on the merit list are naturally strong, but those who are strong are not necessarily on the list. For example, Huang Feng Sansha, who was so powerful in the Golden Drum Plains." After saying this, Fatty Chen's expression became serious.

"The Three Evils of Huang Feng? Is he one of them?" Chen Qiaoqian suddenly thought of something and asked hurriedly.

"That's right, Lu Yuan, Zhang Tie and Han Li are the three most popular people in the Yellow Maple Valley. Not only did they kill the most demonic monks among the seven sects, they were also the strongest, and they even included a master of the fake elixir realm! "

"Kill the fake elixir, the three of them!" Chen Qiaoqian was stunned.

"It wasn't the three of them who worked together to kill the fake pill, but Lu Yuan did it alone with his cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building!"

"This, this..." Chen Qiaoqian was a little dumbfounded. The fake elixir could already exert part of its strength in the elixir formation stage. Not to mention one mid-stage foundation building, it was two or three late-stage foundation building. There is no chance of winning.

"It's right that you don't know this. After all, you have spent most of these years in seclusion and have no information. But this matter is absolutely true. It has long been spread among the Yue Kingdom and the Six Demonic Sects. As long as Lu Yuan enters the building In the late stage of foundation, under the formation of pills, no one will be able to survive three rounds in his hands! Even those foundation-building elites secretly cultivated by various sects!"

"Well, think about it, you and I used family power to denounce him back then. If he grows up to be an alchemy monk in the future, our Chen family will be in a big trouble." Fatty Chen suddenly sighed. road.

"Is Lu Yuan still in Jinguyuan now?" Chen Qiaoqian asked with blank eyes.

"I don't know. After killing the powerful fake enemy more than half a year ago, Lu Yuan and the others disappeared from the battlefield. Later, only Han Li returned. There are rumors that Lu Yuan was injured while killing the powerful enemy. The foundation was secretly sent back to Yellow Maple Valley for recuperation."

"It was also after that that Han Li suddenly rose to prominence. Everyone knows that this ruthless new character from Yellow Maple Valley was only in the middle stage of foundation building, but he managed to snipe more than a dozen demonic monks and still escape unscathed, which is incredible. .After learning that he was the senior brother of the former Hornets Shuangsha, they were collectively called the Huangfeng Three Shas."

"For more than half a year, I have been deliberately making friends with this person. I even want to recommend him to the head of the family after this battle is over. Maybe through him, I can resolve the grievances between you and Lu Yuan." Fatty Chen said with a worried look on his face. Incessantly.

However, Chen Qiaoqian was too lazy to listen to Fatty Chen's chatter at this time. She couldn't help but look blankly in the direction of the exchange door, but at this time, Han Li had already walked out of the room.