Spirit Planter

Lian Shiyu's handsome face was indifferent, "You'd better defeat Yan Jinzhou and Zhong Yanhao!"

Hongyan Mojun was furious, and said coldly, "I must deal with you!"

Lian Shiyu didn't bother to pay attention to Hongyan Mojun. In today's war, even if Yan Jinzhou and Zhong Yanhao died together with Hongyan Mojun, he would not be allowed to live. Let's talk about it.

Yan Jinzhou sacrificed a blood-stained bone hat, which is the treasure of the Demon Sword Sect, an earth-level spiritual weapon, and the strange and powerful aura burst out, and countless crying and wailing voices came from the hat , as if there were many people crowded in the hat, it sounded extremely creepy.

The hat grew bigger in mid-air, and instantly turned into a huge hat with a diameter of ten meters, flying to the top of Mojun Hongyan's head, trying to cover it.

As long as it is covered by the hat, the whole body of Hongyan Mojun will be eaten immediately.

As the hat popped empty two or three times, the screeching sound inside became more piercing and headache-inducing.

The voice kept haunting Mojun Hongyan, he felt as if his head was about to explode, he quickly blocked his ear consciousness, and the tingling sensation in his head subsided.

Then he freed his hand and hit the hat with a spell.

Unexpectedly, the hat ate the spell directly. Listening to the voice in the hat, everyone seemed to be scrambling for food, as if they were nutritious.

"It is indeed the treasure of the Demon Sword Sect!" Red Yan Mojun said coldly, "Yan Jinzhou, I underestimated you, I didn't expect you to be able to control the spirit weapon of the Demon Cultivator!"

"It's not that you underestimate me, it's that you are indeed too short-sighted!" They have practiced the Magic Art, and of course the magic weapon can be manipulated, and the violent aura of the devil is very easy to use. Their attack power will increase by [-]%, which can just make up for their weaker part of cultivation.

Red Yan Mojun's eyes were cold and stern, "The teeth are sharp and the mouth is sharp!"

"I can attack fiercely, try!" Yan Jinzhou also sacrificed Mo Ling, and attacked Mojun Hongyan.

Hong Yan Mojun sacrificed a shroud, bursts of strange aura came out, and flew towards Mo Ling, and the two spiritual weapons quickly fought together in mid-air.

Zhong Yanhao also made a move at this time, he sacrificed the small maze painting, turned it into a large formation, and landed around Hongyan Mojun, the light flashed, Hongyan Mojun closed his eyes, the scene in front of him changed, he He found that he was standing in a room of the maze at the moment, and two earth-level spirit beasts were rushing towards him!

Earth-level spirit beasts are equivalent to the cultivation base of Nascent Soul stage monks.

He really underestimated Yan Jinzhou and Zhong Yanhao, there are so many good things!

On the other side, Venerable Yan Ze sacrificed a small golden bell, which he threw into the air, golden light bloomed, and there was a slight roaring sound, flying towards to cover Lian Shiyu.

Lian Shiyu sacrificed a golden bow and arrow, the name of the bow and arrow is Shetian Arrow, an earth-level spiritual weapon, shining with golden light, releasing a breathtaking coercion.

He pulled the bow rope and used spiritual power as an arrow to shoot at Xiaozhong.

The arrow was of normal size, but after it flew past, it shot a crack in the huge little clock.

The little bell hummed miserably, and flew back to Master Yan Ze's hand.

At this time, Lian Shiyu raised his bow and arrow and shot at Master Yan Ze again. This time, the arrow grew bigger and bigger during the flight, and flew close to Master Yan Ze with overwhelming momentum.

Master Yan curled his lips coldly, and simply threw out the small clock in his hand, urged it to explode, and blocked the arrow back, it would be even better if it could hurt Lian Shiyu.

However, at this moment, Yan Ningchen's Bone Soul Sword stabbed over again.

The soul bone soul sword not only hurts the body, but also the soul, if stabbed by the sword, the combat power will be directly halved.

The six people fought earth-shatteringly in the sky, shaking mountains and rivers.

After dealing with the two earth-level spirit beasts, Hong Yan Mojun's face became slightly thicker. He had heard of this maze formation. To break it, he needed to go to the center of the maze and bombard the eyes of the formation.

If it wasn't for bombarding the eyes of the formation, the power of the formation breaker's attack would be transformed into the energy of the maze formation, maintaining a longer operation.

It's not difficult to find the formation eyes, but the difficulty is that the earth-level spirit beasts along the way, he only dealt with two ends, so it's a bit difficult, and he has to go to the formation eyes...

That's all, let's deal with it as we go.

After making up his mind, Hongyan Mojun chopped the third earth-level spirit beast that rushed over with the magic spirit knife in half, and then left the room.

Zhong Yanhao opened a gap in the formation, "Jinzhou, throw the hat and magic silk in."

"Okay." Yan Jinzhou quickly manipulated the hat and the magic silk to enter through the gap. He originally wanted to control the Shennong Ding to fly in, but with his cultivation base, it is just right to control two earth-level spiritual weapons. One more heaven-level spiritual weapon, the aura in his body will be consumed quickly. If there is no murderous Red Yan Mojun during this period, it will be a very dangerous thing for them.

Zhong Yanhao manipulated the mirror in. He needed to control the maze formation to operate, and it was just right to control an earth-level spiritual weapon.

The armillary mirror can collect objects into its space, and this space is like a prison. In its space, it can digest and absorb the incoming things to make up for its consumption.

So Hongyan Mojun just walked into the passage, and he was greeted not only by earth-level spirit beasts, but also hats, magic silk, and cloudy sky mirror.

He quickly manipulated three spiritual weapons to resist.

His cultivation level is a little higher than that of Yan Jinzhou and Zhong Yanhao. It is just right for him to control two earth-level spirit weapons and one mysterious-level spirit weapon, but he also has to deal with spirit beasts, so he has some Difficult, the situation has never been difficult.

Soon the hat ate his Xuan-level spiritual weapon, and then flew towards Hong Yan Mojun's head whistling.

Hongyan Mojun slapped the hat with a palm, forcing the hat back a little, and then sacrificed a mysterious spiritual weapon again. The hat had a new target, and did not attack Hongyan Mojun for the time being.

Outside the formation, Zhong Yanhao pinched the formula with both hands and recited the formula, forming more and more earth-level spirit beasts in the maze, rushing towards Hongyan Mojun.

Red Yan Mojun felt that he couldn't finish the spirit beast no matter what.

"Brother, continue!" On Yan Ze's side, Zhong Yanhao lent the inheritance formation to Yan Jinnan.

Yan Jinnan quickly took over the formation and immediately cast it to take over the temporary use of the inherited formation.

Seeing this, Lian Shiyu immediately shot a large golden net with a bow and arrow to trap Master Yan Ze, and Yan Jinnan cast a spell to trap Master Yan Ze in the formation.

Master Yan Ze hadn't broken the golden net when the scene in front of him changed.

He saw that he was standing on an ancient battlefield full of bones. The battlefield was extremely wide, and a gloomy moon hung in the dark sky. Man-eating crows lowered their heads to peck at the bones, occasionally making sharp calls.

Suddenly, Venerable Yan Ze noticed that a piece of darkness appeared in the distance, and it flew in front of his eyes in the blink of an eye.

It was a group of man-eating crows. After seeing Master Yan Ze, they rushed towards him.

Master Yan waved his sleeves, shooting out a large cloud of flames.

The man-eating crows were immediately swallowed by the fire, and fell to the ground one after another, turning into dust.

Master Yan Ze was surprised in his heart, his face was cold, casting a spell inside would consume twice as much spiritual energy as outside, what kind of formation is this?

Just as he was thinking, a star suddenly appeared in the distant sky, and the star fell directly to Master Yan Ze's head.

After the fall was close, it was found that it was a long sword made of bones, and there were gusts of sinister wind, and the dead air emanating from the sword was so strong that it was almost suffocating.

Master Yan Ze hurriedly sacrificed a green bead, he poured spiritual power into the bead and turned it into a light screen, the soul bone and soul sword were blocked by the light screen.

Immediately, golden arrows fell from the sky, like a meteor shower, but full of murderous intent.

Venerable Yan Ze sacrificed an earth-level spiritual umbrella, opened it up and expanded it, and resisted the endless rain of golden arrows.

At the same time, the white bone soul sword stabbed towards Master Yan Ze again, directly piercing Master Yan Ze's defense.

This Nascent Soul battle lasted for three days and three nights.

Hongyan Mojun's two fists were hard to beat with four hands, and all the spiritual weapons of various levels were eaten by the hat. After the spiritual power was exhausted, the magic silk flew to wrap him around his neck tightly, and lifted him up, as if he had been hanged , the spirit beast punched through his chest and ripped out his heart.

Zhong Yanhao withdrew the maze formation. If he hadn't had enough spiritual pills, his spiritual power would have been exhausted long ago, but he couldn't hold on to the fight for so long, so he immediately vomited blood.

"Yan Hao, take a break." Yan Jinzhou quickly fed Zhong Yanhao a panacea, and injected vitality into his body.

"Don't!" Zhong Yanhao stopped him, "You have been fighting for so long, and your body probably won't be able to take it anymore."

Yan Jinzhou nodded and talked about the technique.

Hong Yan Mojun is not dead yet, after all, he is a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, and his physical body is very strong. Even so, it will take some time before he dies.

After removing the maze formation, his heart fell to his side.

Yan Jinzhou rolled over with a wooden method, absorbed all the vitality of the heart, and received a great tonic.

On the other side, Master Yan Ze was also pierced into the heart by Yan Jinnan's Bone Soul Sword because of exhaustion of spiritual power. Lian Shiyu's arrow shot into the head and fell to the ground, dying.

Hong Yan Mojun and Master Yan Ze both had strong resentment in their eyes at this time, but their weaker and weaker breathing reminded them that they were going to die soon.

Suddenly, Master Yan Ze raised his head and looked at Yan Jinzhou, "Has Lu Tianyang been killed by you?"

Yan Jinzhou nodded and admitted, "Yes, it is not too much for him to kill my ancient Taoist sect ten thousand times."

Venerable Yan Ze's eyes suddenly showed hatred, he clenched his fists, quickly made a formula with both hands, and used his soul power to attract him, intending to cast a curse of life and death on Yan Jinzhou!

However, Yan Jinzhou had been prepared for a long time, and he turned around to dodge, and at the same time, he shot out the wood method, which swept all the vitality of Master Yan Ze and Mojun Hongyan.

Both of them died completely.

Zhong Yanhao sacrificed a soul-gathering talisman to collect the souls of the two, and then quickly rolled up Yan Jinzhou's sleeves to see if the spell was lifted.

Yan Jinzhou's arms were covered with purple-black blood vessel-like things, and a layer of demonic energy slowly emerged on the surface, and then slowly dissipated in the air, and his arms returned to normal.

"Great!" Zhong Yanhao was overjoyed.

Yan Jinzhou raised his hand and took the Nascent Soul of the two into his hands. He thought, if the two of them hadn't exhausted their spiritual power, or were trapped in the formation and still had a hope of survival, they would probably blew themselves up with them. perish together.

But Master Yan Ze and Hong Yan Mojun are extremely selfish monks who have harmed countless people. They should want to become ghost cultivators after death. Would not choose to do so.

"Everyone rest for a while." Yan Jinzhou took a panacea to help restore spiritual power, then took out the earth tone piano, suspended in front of him, and played hypnosis.

The melodious melody contains extremely strong spiritual power and spreads to the battlefield, making me sleepy...

During the process of trying to fight, do you especially want to sleep?

Now someone has tried it.

The monks who were fighting began to squint their eyes uncontrollably, they were so sleepy that they couldn't even care about fighting skills, they just wanted to sleep.

However, Yan Jinzhou didn't let them fall asleep completely, but just made them stop fighting.

His purpose of launching the war was not to completely wipe out the disciples of Yunyan Sect. Those two 10,000+ people were all killed because of his one thought, and he couldn't be calm.

Now that Mojun Hongyan and Venerable Yan Ze have been killed, there is no need for this war to continue.

At this time, the battlefield was littered with corpses and blood flowed like rivers, but at least most of them were left.

Yan Jinzhou suspended the corpses of Red Yan Mojun and Master Yan Ze in the air, so that everyone could see clearly, "They are dead. If the disciples of Yunyan Sect surrender to Yaoyue Pavilion, they will be saved from death!"

He had to give everyone an explanation and give the disciples of the Yunyan Sect a title before they could have an excuse to stop the war.

The Yaoyue Pavilion and the forces attached to the Yaoyue Pavilion retreated to the Zhanzhou side. In an instant, only the disciples of the Yunyan Sect and the forces lured by the Yunyan Sect remained on the battlefield.

"I am willing to surrender!" A disciple knelt down on one knee to Yan Jinzhou.

"I am also willing to surrender!" The second person also knelt down.

"I am also willing to submit!" Then more and more people knelt down and surrendered. Who wants to die if they can live. This is a world where the strong are respected. Only by living can there be hope!

"We are willing to surrender!" Finally, everyone knelt down.

"Okay! All merged into the Yaoyue Pavilion!" Yan Jinzhou said, "The disciples of the Yaoyue Pavilion clean up the battlefield, and the follow-up matters will wait until the battlefield is cleaned up!"

Sweeping the battlefield means taking loot.

"Yes, master!" the disciple of Yaoyue Pavilion responded.

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