In those years when I was a mortal and a demon

In the inner valley, Lu Yuan casually threw the demon wolf on his back to the ground.

In addition to the demon wolves, there are also several other strange-looking demon beasts, all of which are equivalent to human Nascent Soul monks. It's just that now their cultivation levels have been sealed, and they collapsed on the ground in confusion.

Not far away, several altars were filled with blood, which finally merged into the spirit group high in the sky.

On the other side, Ying Wuhui was still pulling Senior Brother Cheng to talk.

However, what is different from before is that at this time, Senior Brother Cheng's face is glowing and energetic, and he has already advanced to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

"I've met senior." Lu Yuan walked over and saluted.

"Well, it's just the right time. Mr. Zhang has just started to accept the sacrifice. I estimate that he will have to wait for two days. At this time, it is time to sacrifice the Chaos Golden Thunder."

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"Where is your Nascent Soul hiding? Come out quickly." In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, Ying Wuhui looked at Lu Yuan's condensed shadow with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

"Do you still need my Nascent Soul to sacrifice the Chaos Golden Thunder?" From a corner, a three-inch-tall baby with exactly the same face as Lu Yuan flew out with his head tilted.

"Nonsense, lead the way!"

Although the baby transformed by Lu Yuan was dissatisfied, he could only take Ying Wuhui with him obediently, and came to the space inside the golden gourd through the connection of the sea of ​​consciousness.

After so many years, the space inside the gourd has increased dozens of times. As soon as the two people entered, the gray mist in the space noticed something abnormal and immediately began to roll violently.

Suddenly thunder rang out, and several golden thunderbolts as thick as a bowl went straight towards Ying Wuhui.

"Sure enough, it's the Chaos Golden Thunder. If you enter the stage of becoming a god, you might even be able to threaten me." Ying Wuhui saw this and calmly raised his hand to freeze the Chaos Thunder in the distance with a finger.

"Senior, don't blame me. Jin Lei's spontaneous reaction at this time was not intentional by this junior." Lu Yuan looked at it and pointed out that the Chaos Golden Thunder that used to destroy the opponent's soul was so easily restrained by Ying Wuhui. .

"I'm sorry you don't dare, release all the Chaos Golden Thunder now."

"Senior, be careful." Seeing that Ying Wuhui didn't look like he was joking, Lu Yuan said goodbye.

In this space, large swaths of golden lightning surged in like a waterfall, hitting Ying Wuhui hard.

Ying Wuhui remained expressionless, and when he made gestures with his hands, a layer of yellow light appeared outside his body. As soon as the Chaos Golden Thunder hit the light shield, it was immediately bounced away, unable to do anything to him inside.

Lu Yuan's heart moved, and he changed the magic formula again.

The golden electric light turned into countless lightning balls floating and swaying outside the light shield, and then exploded one by one, forming a large sea of ​​thunder.

The roaring sound resounds throughout the heaven and earth here!

"Senior, if you feel you can't bear it anymore, just say so." Lu Yuan had already stepped out of the distance, and through the waterfall-like thunderstorm in the sky, Ying Wuhui's solemn face could be vaguely seen, looming in the sea of ​​thunder.

"Boy, you are too proud!"

As soon as Ying Wuhui finished speaking, a strange scene appeared.

I saw that the entire thunder sea began to rotate slowly with him as the center, and it was spinning faster and faster. At the end, Lei Hai seemed to come alive, and a trace of viscous golden liquid began to appear in it.

"Is this okay?" Lu Yuan opened more and more golden liquid and couldn't help but marveled.

"Boy, don't sit there and watch the show. Come over here and use your natal infant fire to burn it."

Lu Yuan did not dare to delay, Yuanying used the teleportation technique and came to the side of the golden liquid. The little mouth opened, and a stream of baby fire burst out, starting a long process of refining the liquid.

As day and night passed, more and more of the golden liquid that was originally as thin as silk threads condensed into a ball, and now it has become as big as Lu Yuan's Nascent Soul.

At this time, the sea of ​​thunder surrounding Ying Wuhui was reduced to very little. In the gray mist in the distance, Chaos Golden Thunder had long since stopped shooting.

After countless calcinations, the golden liquid becomes more and more pure. Similarly, Lu Yuan also became exhausted due to the large amount of activating his natal infant fire.

But he still managed to keep his spirits up, and controlled the golden liquid to slowly begin to transform.

Little by little, it elongated from a round ball and became flat, and then the blade, which was about three feet long and had a narrow and straight blade, gradually began to take shape.

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Outside, Senior Brother Cheng and Brother Tiezi sat around Lu Yuan with worried faces.

Suddenly, Lu Yuan's body flashed with golden light, and a golden gourd flew out from above his head.

Before the two senior brothers Cheng could take a closer look, they saw a figure flash out of the gourd's mouth, and Lu Yuan's Nascent Soul emerged holding a golden blade that was extremely inconsistent with its figure.

"Kill!" The baby made a childish voice, and then disappeared completely.

The next moment, Nascent Soul appeared a hundred feet away, slashing into the distance with the sharp blade in his hand.

The ground shook, and a huge deep crack was cut out that was dozens of feet wide and several miles long.

"That's amazing!" Brother Tiezi and the other two were dumbfounded.

The baby transformed by Lu Yuan was holding the sharp blade tightly, with a face full of joy and babbling non-stop. Then the figure disappeared again, and in the blink of an eye appeared in another direction a hundred feet away, slashing out with a knife.

The loud rumbling noise continued, and a huge deep trench appeared on the ground.

"Stop yelling and come back quickly. It is dangerous for the Nascent Soul to be separated from the body for a long time." The yellow light flashed, and Ying Wuhui's shadow appeared next to the two senior brothers Cheng.

Lu Yuan pouted and teleported back very dissatisfied, his golden blade gesticulating continuously.

"Why, you want to kill even this commander?" Ying Wuhui's face was stern.

"Hehe. I don't dare, I don't dare, it's just that my hands are itchy." Lu Yuan replied with a smile on his face, and threw the golden blade into the gourd, and the Nascent Soul returned to its true form.

"I never thought that senior could solidify the golden thunder of chaos and come up with a way to use the Nascent Soul to drive it. With such terrifying power, coupled with the terrifying speed of the Nascent Soul teleportation, who else can stop it!" God Lord Dayan Admired.

"This is also a helpless move. After all, Chaos Golden Thunder is not as useful as a magic weapon. It cannot be driven by divine consciousness and can only be controlled by Nascent Soul." Ying Wuhui said with some hesitation.

"But in this case, if the opponent attacks his physical body after senior brother Yuanying leaves the body, wouldn't it be self-defeating?" Brother Tiezi suddenly thought of the key point.

"Every loss has a gain. Let him consider the pros and cons himself." Ying Wuhui rolled his eyes.

"Senior, you are a good person and will do it to the end. Can't you think of other ways?" Lu Yuan Yuanying returned to his position and shook his head.

"With the current power, even if you are a monk in the early stage of becoming a god, if you are careless, it will be easy for you to destroy the soul with one knife. What else do you want?"

"What a greedy person!" Ying Wuhui scolded.

Lu Yuan did not dare to refute, showing a look of resentment on his face.

"Junior brother, what are you going to name this magic weapon?" Senior Brother Cheng looked at Lu Yuan and asked in order to change the subject.

"As for the name, since the senior said that even the cultivator of transformation gods can be killed with one strike, let's call it the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife!"