Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

All the demon kings stopped and glared at Jin Luo, wanting to tear her into pieces.

A trace of fear flashed across Jin Luo's eyes. How could she not know that by taking this step today she would be cutting herself off from the Golden-Winged Eagle clan.

But when she chose to live in disgrace and took the initiative to let Chen Yuan plant a restriction in her body, she was destined to betray the demon clan.

Jin Luo took a deep breath and said coldly: "Whether I live or die is not your turn to worry about, Fifth Elder. You should save your life first."

The blond demon king's eyes were bloodshot: "Jinluo, you bitch, I will tear you into pieces!"

He flapped his wings and flew at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, he crossed hundreds of feet and rushed towards the golden vein.

But at this moment, the dozen or so Nascent Soul cultivators had already broken through the formation, and their escape speed was not slow at all. They arrived at Luoxia Island and fought with the eight demon kings.

Precious light shot up into the sky, magical powers were everywhere, more than twenty Nascent Soul Demon Kings were fighting endlessly, the energy was surging, and the wind and clouds were changing color.

The long and shrill sound resounded through the sky, accompanied by ice and fire, thunder and strong winds, overturned mountains, surging waves, and the Luoxia Island was in a mess.

Jin Luo's face changed slightly. He took out an array plate, activated his demonic power, and entered a few spells. A thick array curtain rose from outside Luoxia Palace, blocking the aftermath of the magic weapon's supernatural power and saving this huge palace from destruction.

All the male favorites in Luoxia Palace disappeared without a trace and hid in fear deep in the palace.

Tianjizi did not make a move. He held the formation plate in his hand and shook his head slightly: "This formation was hastily set up, so it is still a little fragile. It was almost broken."

Zhuge Qi and Jin Luoheng teamed up to deal with an eighth-level demon king. Jin Luoheng summoned the Lingyun Sword, a high-level magic weapon passed down by his ancestor, and the Tai Chi Bagua diagram in front of him slowly rotated.

Wind, thunder, volcanoes, yin and yang of heaven and earth, rotate endlessly. The magical powers are mysterious and extraordinary, but their power is limited due to the limitation of cultivation.

Zhuge Qiyu used a black flying knife obtained from the Mingyin Valley. It appeared and disappeared mysteriously and kept the demon king at the side, making him quite fearful.

However, the eighth-level demon king had a strong body, and the two men had only recently formed their infant forms. They did not have much experience in fighting against cultivators of the same level, so they were still slightly at a disadvantage.

But the two did not suffer too much. As time went by, after adapting to the fighting methods of cultivators of the same level, they gradually formed a position to compete with the Demon King with the help of the high-level magic weapons in their hands.

After the Lingyun Sect destroyed the five sects of Qi State, the thing they had the most was magic weapons.

However, their cultivation is still shallow, and they are unable to unleash the full power of two high-level magic weapons at the same time.

However, each of them holds a high-level magic weapon, and they are not weak in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

Mr. Qingliu holds a purple-hair brush in his hand and an ancient blue brick inkstone in his left hand, exuding a majestic and righteous aura.

He waved his hand, and the pen moved like a dragon. Huge ink characters flew out, turning into swords, spears, and halberds, shooting out with murderous intent, firmly suppressing the black-clothed demon king.

The blond demon king is Elder Liu of the Golden-winged Eagle clan. His strength is only slightly inferior to that of the Black-clothed Demon King. He is a leader among the eighth-level demon kings, but he was entangled by a middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator from the Tianji Sect and could only hold on with difficulty.

True Man Ningbing also found a golden-feathered eagle demon king, while Xiao Chengmo teamed up with True Man Ningbi and another elder of the Tianji Sect to suppress an eighth-level demon king.

Xinzhai Sanren, Chengli Xiansheng, and Yuan Xiang joined forces to deal with an eighth-level demon king, but they were still in a pretty bad state.

Among the three, only Yuan Xiang can withstand the attack of the eighth-level demon king.

Xinzhai Sanren and Mr. Chengli were born with defects. They were only stronger than fake infant cultivators, but much weaker than an eighth-level demon king. They were struggling extremely hard.

Soon two elders from the Tianji Sect came to help and immediately turned the situation around.

Except for the four mid-Nascent Soul cultivators who each had to deal with a Golden-Winged Eagle Demon King alone, the remaining thirteen Nascent Soul cultivators had to deal with four Level Eight Demon Kings, which was a bit too many people and too little porridge.

And Jin Luoheng was Chen Yuan's master, so the Tianji Sect monks could not compete with him, so they had to compete with Yuan Xiang and the other two.

Every demon pill you get is equivalent to seven Nascent Soul stage pills. Even for the elders of Tianji Sect, it is an irresistible temptation.

The last two demon kings were each dealt with by three elders of the Tianji Sect, but they were suppressed firmly and were in a miserable state.

However, in the battle between Nascent Soul cultivators, unless the gap in strength is too great, it is difficult to determine the winner in a short period of time, and these demon kings can still hold on.

But they were outnumbered, and there were also four cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul who were not afraid to "bully the weak with their strength", and within just a quarter of an hour, they were in danger.

The demon kings were only relying on their strong bodies to hold on, but their defeat was already evident.

Upon seeing this, Tianjizi nodded slightly and put away the formation plate. The formation curtain that was on the verge of breaking disappeared, but the demon kings were entangled by the Nascent Soul cultivator and had no time to escape.

Tianjizi flipped his hand and took out a bronze mirror. The bronze mirror was about one foot in size. The patterns on the back were extremely rough. The mirror faced inwards, so neither Chen Yuan nor Jin Luo could see it.

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed. This should be the mysterious magic weapon of the Tianji Sect that can peek into the secrets of heaven.

He quietly spread out his spiritual sense, but when it touched the bronze mirror, it seemed as if it sank into the abyss and quietly dissipated, leaving no trace of it.

Chen Yuan's heart trembled, and he withdrew his consciousness. Tianjizi glanced at him casually and said lightly: "I need to cover up the fluctuations of my own life lamp. I hope that fellow Daoist Chen will seize the battle and not let these demon kings escape, otherwise the mission will fail."

Chen Yuan nodded, Tianjizi retracted his gaze, took out a black bowl, held it in his hand, his expression slightly solemn.

He leaned slightly, and a stream of extremely rich blood flowed out from the black bowl, completely wrapping the bronze mirror and emitting a dazzling blood-red light.

Tianjizi raised his hand and made a gesture. An invisible wave spread out, covering the entire Luoxia Island. At the same time, a few strands of silver threads quietly appeared in Tianjizi's black hair.

There was a hint of fatigue on his face, and his expression was a little solemn. His eyes were fixed on the bronze mirror, completely focused.

Chen Yuan's heart moved. He was still quite curious about this bronze mirror that could peek into the secrets of heaven, and quietly spread out his spiritual sense.

But to his disappointment, the surface of the bronze mirror was blurry, like a thick fog, and he could not see anything clearly.

Chen Yuan secretly shook his head and withdrew his spiritual sense. This treasure was indeed the inherited treasure of the Tianji Sect. It was extremely mysterious. Even his spiritual sense, which was comparable to that of a great cultivator, could not see through it.

He turned his attention to the eight demon kings to prevent any of them from escaping and thus ruining his plan.

But under the siege of seventeen Nascent Soul cultivators, the eight transformed demon kings had no power to fight back, let alone escape.

The demon kings successively displayed their innate magical powers and fled. The four Golden-Winged Eagle demon kings burst out with their life-saving magical powers and escaped at an incredible speed. However, in front of a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, they could only die in regret.

Not everyone can defeat the strong like Chen Yuan. For 99% of Nascent Soul Demon Kings, the level of their cultivation can determine the outcome of a fight.

If it were a casual cultivator or a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator from a small sect, they would still not be able to win, but they would still have a chance of survival.

But Mr. Qingliu came from one of the ten major sects, and Zhenren Ningbing and the other two were also elders of large sects.

They have an orderly inheritance, powerful magical powers, and they all have high-level magic weapons that have been cultivated for many years. Their strength is not even half a point weaker than the three royal families of the same level. It is even easier for them to deal with the eighth-level demon king.

The four Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivators were the first to decide the winner. Then, Qing Liu helped Jin Luoheng and Zhuge Qi kill the eighth-level demon king. Seeing this, the other Nascent Soul cultivators also stopped holding back.

Eight demon kings died one after another, their bodies turned back into their original forms, and the besieged Nascent Soul cultivators took away their demon cores. Their fur, blood, bones, and feathers were all divided up.

The transformed demon king has a strong body, and he usually practices in the sea of ​​demons, so he is extremely difficult to kill. Every material in his body is a rare spiritual material.

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Today, Jin Luo lured all the demon kings to Luoxia Island and set up an ambush. With the advantage of being outnumbered, he was able to easily surround and kill the eight demon kings. Naturally, not a single one would be spared.

Before the eight demon kings died, they all cursed Jinluo. The hatred in their words was so deep that even if all the water in the Ten Thousand Demon Sea were poured out, it would not be possible to wash it away.

Jin Luo's smile froze on her face. No matter how afraid she was of death, she was still the demon king of the Golden-winged Eagle clan. It was inevitable that she felt a little sad when she was insulted by her own clan.

There was also hidden sarcasm in the eyes of the Yuanying cultivators as they looked at Jin Luo. Although they were human, they also looked down on such behavior of selling out their race for fame and fortune.

Only Chen Yuan looked calm and said comfortingly: "Fellow Daoist Jin, don't worry. From now on, there will be no more Golden-Feathered Eagles in the Ten Thousand Monster Sea."

"This time, fellow Daoist will lure the eight transformed demon kings to Luoxia Island, and you will get thirty-five Nascent Soul Early Stage elixirs. When the Golden-Winged Eagle Clan is destroyed, Chen will start refining the elixirs and give them all to fellow Daoist."

Jin Luo's expression relaxed a little. She didn't dare to disobey Chen Yuan's request in the first place, and she was already satisfied to get nearly four bottles of pills.

However, compared to the elixir, she wanted to save her life more, so she bowed and begged, "I have betrayed my tribe and will be spurned by the demon tribe. After this is over, can I go to Yuqing Sea and take shelter for a while?"

Chen Yuan turned to look at Tianjizi: "What do you think, Taoist Tianji?"

Jin Luo's gaze then turned and stared at Tianjizi with a pleading look on his face, looking very pitiful.

Tianjizi put away the bronze mirror in front of him. The fatigue in his eyes disappeared, and the invisible waves that enveloped Luoxia Island slowly dissipated.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Brother Jin has made great contributions this time, I should agree to it..."

Jin Luo's heart sank, and Tianjizi changed the subject: "But fellow Daoist is, after all, an eighth-level demon king. If the news leaks out, our sect will surely be criticized. We need to think about this matter carefully."

Jin Luo looked bitter, and turned to look at Chen Yuan: "There is no place for me in the Ten Thousand Monsters Sea. I only want a remote island, hiding my identity, and I will leave when the storm is over..."

Chen Yuan clasped his fists and bowed to Tianjizi: "If it weren't for the help of Fellow Daoist Jin, these eight transformed demon kings would not have fallen into their trap. How could we cross the river and then destroy the bridge?"

Tianjizi looked embarrassed. Jinluo felt a little hopeful and bowed deeply, "I hope you will have mercy on me. I know the situation on Jinling Island very well. I will do my best to help you enter Jinling Island."

Tianjizi hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly. "Well, in that case, I will, for the sake of Fellow Daoist Chen, set aside a secluded place for Fellow Daoist Jin to practice in seclusion."

Jin Luo's face showed joy. If she just wanted to find a hiding place in the Yuqing Sea, she certainly didn't need to ask Tianjizi for permission.

But since Tianjizi had agreed, Tianjimen would provide her with shelter whether the demon clan came to seek revenge on her, or the Zhenhai Sect or the Zhengqi League came to cause trouble for her.

Jin Luo bowed and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist."

At this time, everyone had dealt with the demon king's corpse, and under the guidance of Jin Luo, they came to Luoxia Palace.

They had just been through a great battle, and although no one was injured, the loss of their true energy was considerable. They needed time to recuperate before they could attack the Golden-winged Eagle clan.

Jin Luo was very tactful and had arranged for the male favorites in Luoxia Palace to return to their rooms and not show up, so as not to anger these human Yuanying cultivators, especially Chen Yuan.

In the past, whenever she invited the Demon King to visit Luoxia Island, she would arrange for a beautiful human female cultivator to accompany him, but this time Chen Yuan rejected her request, and did not allow Jin Luo to kill her male favorite at will.

Jin Luo's life and death were in the hands of others, so naturally he dared not disobey, and he even dared not to have sex with his male favorite again. In the past six months, he was very lonely.

Half a year ago, Chen Yuan found her and set up a trap to lure and kill the transformed demon king of the Golden-winged Eagle clan. Jin Luo then began to run around, using the excuse of holding an auction to invite the demon king here.

Chen Yuan took out three top-grade elixirs and several rare and high-grade spiritual materials.

Jin Luo also spread the news that there would be precious treasures such as thousand-year-old body-tempering spiritual herbs and cultivation elixirs at the auction, and he did not hesitate to seduce them before convincing the eight transformed demon kings to participate.

But the two demon kings of the sea eagle tribe did not arrive on time. Jin Luo delayed for a few days, and the demon kings began to lose patience.

Chen Yuan, who had been hiding on Luoxia Island, secretly sent a message to her, ordering her to take action tonight, which led to tonight's battle.

With the careful planning of Chen Yuan and Tianjizi, they killed eight transformed demon kings without bloodshed and concealed the fluctuation of their natal Yuan lamp so that the Golden-winged Eagle clan did not notice.

Everyone walked slowly in the magnificent Luoxia Palace. Mr. Qingliu's eyes were cold and a hint of disgust flashed across them.

Xinzhai Sanren was quite puzzled and asked in a voice transmission: "Eight transformed demon kings were completely destroyed, why is Senior Brother Qingliu not happy?"

Mr. Qingliu replied coldly, "Junior brother, you don't know. When I was about to leave, I learned that the Golden Vein Demon King was lustful and liked to take male favorites. He also kidnapped tens of thousands of mortals from the human race and built this Luoxia Palace day and night."

"After the Luoxia Palace was repaired, all of the tens of thousands of mortals became food for the demons, and no one was spared."

Xinzhai Sanren's eyes widened: "Is this true?"

Qingliu Lay Buddhist sighed softly: "It's a pity that this girl was subdued by Daoist Chen. This time she has made a great contribution..."

"Forget it. If we can wipe out the Golden-Winged Eagle Clan and severely damage the Myriad Monsters and Sea Monsters Clan, this woman's merits and demerits will be offset. What's the harm in keeping her alive?" (End of this chapter)