True Immortal of the Netherworld

Xu Yang danced the four magic long sticks in his hand and fought with Qing Shui Shui who was holding a Taoist sword and the blood monk who was holding the evil weapon "Building Blood Incense Burner".

Huhu——

The four-illusion long stick in his hand is like a golden dragon moving in the wind, its golden light is dazzling, and it stirs the wind and clouds.

Since the Four Fantasy Long Stick was fused with the blue crystal element, its quality has been greatly improved. In addition, Xu Yang's own body has advanced from the fake elixir realm to the true elixir realm. The power displayed by the Four Illusion Long Stick is shocking. .

After a few encounters, the two people on the opposite side realized that Xu Yang was not as simple as a True Alchemy Realm monk, and his true combat power was even more unfathomable.

"Bald head, let me kill him!"

The man in Qingshui shouted loudly, and threw out several yellow paper talismans with his left hand. These yellow paper talismans were full of strange blood-colored curses. Then, with a twist of the sword in his right hand, he strung together these yellow paper talismans, and said plausibly: "The talisman reaches the sky, and the talisman will listen to the order, lower its divine power, and follow me to kill the enemy..."

puff--

Those yellow paper talismans suddenly burned, and blood lines wandered in the firelight, vaguely outlining the shadow of a general about the size of a foot wearing flame armor.

Qingshui Ren's eyes turned cold and he bit the tip of his tongue. When he opened his mouth, a large ball of blood sprayed onto the image of the general in flames.

Expansion!

The sword blade in Qingshui Ren's hand exploded with flames, and a huge red fireball that was two feet tall instantly rose up. In the red fireball, a red armored beast glared angrily, solid and real, and spread out circles of red pressure visible to the naked eye.

Immediately, the man in Qingshui jumped up high, his robes dancing, looking down like a big black bird, and slashed down with the Dao sword in his hand.

"Sword Curse—Barbarian God Curse!"

Above the sword's edge, the armored brute god waved his hands in a chopping motion at the same time, and the powerful power of the curse blessed the sword.

The next moment, the blade of the sword whirled, and a frightening rainbow of tens of feet cut through the void. It was like an angry silver dragon falling from the sky, heading straight for Xu Yang, splitting the void with a hissing sound.

The Qing Shui Ren who made this move suddenly turned slightly pale. It was obvious that this move put a lot of burden on him.

The blood monk on the side heard Qingshui Ren's greeting and took action at the same time.

His eyes shone like sharp blades, and his hands quickly rubbed the double-eared gilt incense burner in his hands. A trace of blood formed in the palm of his hand, and all of it was absorbed by the incense burner. The incense burner seemed to like the smell of the blood monk's blood soul very much. It buzzed and turned from gold to blood red.

Immediately, the blood monk threw the incense burner into the air.

"Blood Sacrifice Soul Technique!"

In an instant, the blood-red incense burner suddenly rotated and grew in size, reaching the size of a small mountain.

On the surface of the incense burner, a green-faced monster with fangs, a long tongue and a bald head can be clearly seen. There are nine neat ring scars on the monster's head. It looks like a ghost but not a ghost, and it looks like a monk but not a monk. Its fine eyes and bald eyebrows look like a blood monk. There are three points of similarity.

Buzz——

The huge incense burner in the sky flew towards it like a catapulted hill, making a squeaking sound that made people shudder.

Seeing this, Xu Yang on the opposite side seemed to have flames jumping in his eyes. With just a sweep of the Flame Spirit Eyes, he could judge the approximate moves of Qing Shui Shui and Blood Monk.

Let him be strong and let him be strong, and the breeze blows on the hills.

Without dodging or dodging, Xu Yang picked up the four magic long sticks in his hands and faced him.

"Unmoving as a mountain!"

A golden light suddenly appeared on the surface of the Four Magic Long Sticks, spinning like a golden dragon around a pillar. The next moment, the void suddenly trembled, and a majestic and towering purple sacred mountain suddenly appeared out of thin air among the purple ripples.

The purple sacred mountain is dozens of feet in size, exuding inviolable majesty. Circles of purple aura lingering on the surface are like fairy energy, and there are even phantoms of red-topped and white-feathered cranes among the green pines on the mountains. On the front of the mountain, two large golden characters - Mount Tai - are clearly engraved on a stone.

The two characters "Taishan" are majestic and sacred, carrying the avenue of heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

There were continuous explosions, Xuanhuang shook, and the strong wind blew back.

The purple divine patterns on the surface of Mount Tai are constantly flowing, as if there are divine words moving, but they haven't moved even an inch.

The hill-like incense burner bounced back in disgrace, quickly became smaller, and swayed like a drunkard hitting the south wall.

The blood monk unexpectedly lost the spiritual connection with the incense burner. He quickly jumped up and grabbed the incense burner in his hand.

The panicked Blood Monk looked down and saw that the side wall of the double-eared gilt incense burner in his hand was slightly dented. He felt heartbroken and quickly wiped it back and forth with his sleeves.

"Fortunately, the inner restraint was not damaged." The blood monk muttered as he wiped it.

The huge rebound force was like a fully drawn bow string suddenly loosening, hitting Qing Shui Ren high in the sky. His chest felt tight and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood. Finally, he fell to the ground in embarrassment, with the tile-red Taoist crown on his head crooked. A large piece of his sleeves had been cut off by Liu Haiyu's sword before, like a defeated black rooster.

The shadow of the armored general on his sword had long since disappeared, and the thin sword body buzzed and whined.

"This, this..." Mr. Qingshui was so surprised that he was speechless.

"Is this kid at the True Alchemy Realm?" The blood monk even regretted choosing Xu Yang as his opponent. He deeply felt that this disciple of the Tiangui Sect named Xu Yang was even more terrifying than Liu Haiyu. Liu Haiyu was powerful, but after all, he was at the Yuan Soul Realm, while Xu Yang in front of him was only at the True Alchemy Realm. He was able to withstand the ultimate attacks of two second-level Yuanhun Realm monks with one move, and even gained the upper hand. It was really weird.

"How? You know how powerful I, Xu Xiaoxian, am, why don't you kneel down quickly?" Xu Yang scolded loudly. Xu Yang held the Sihuan long stick tightly with both hands, as steady as Mount Tai.

At this time, the image of Mount Tai had disappeared. Xu Yang looked relaxed, but the magic power in his body was boiling like boiling water. Xu Yang also didn't expect that inducing the power of Mount Tai would be such a powerful burden. After all, the four magic long sticks in his hand still lacked the last wood attribute to be synthesized into the final complete "Five Elements Stick".

At this time, the Four Fantasy Long Stick was all red, like a red-hot iron rod in a blacksmith shop, and steam was rising from the surface. If there was no extremely yin spiritual material like blue crystal yuan on it to cool down, I am afraid that the Four Magic Long Stick would have lost its heat. Already broken into pieces.

In this round just now, Xu Yang, who seemed calm, used at least 80% of his power to activate the projection of Taishan just now. Before this, Xu Yang's power to activate Mount Tai's golden spirit was just a shadow of Mount Tai.

This surprised and delighted Xu Yang. Unexpectedly, the weapon spirit "Taishan Jinjing" on the Four Fantasy Long Stick could actually project a real projection of Mount Tai. Although it was not as good as one ten thousandth of the projection of Mount Tai, it was still commendable.

Mount Tai is the most famous fairy mountain in the Zhongyuan Continent. It is said that Mount Tai is one of the foundations of the earth in the Zhongyuan Realm. It has powerful interface power and is also known as the Mountain that Holds the Sky.

Seeing the strangeness of the Four Fantasy Long Sticks, Xu Yang's consciousness moved, and the blue water flame spirit in the shape of a spirit dolphin in the Zifu space jumped up and disappeared from the place.

The next moment, blue flames appeared on Xu Yang's wrist, and the blue water flame spirit hovered over the red four-magic long stick like a water dragon. After a while, the Four Fantasy Long Stick returned to its original appearance, with golden light flowing continuously on its surface.

Xu Yang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Sihuan Changzhang was unharmed.

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"Old Taoist, last time we suffered a loss at the hands of Zhan Tianba from the Tiangui Sect, but we didn't expect that this time we would be given the upper hand by an unknown disciple of the Tiangui Sect. It's really a loss of face." The blood monk touched his hand. His own bald head said.

"What do you know? Didn't you see something strange about the long stick in his hand when he just summoned the blue water flame spirit to retreat? I didn't expect that Xu Yang could summon the projection of Mount Tai. It's really unheard of and unseen. This child is immortal, sooner or later. The two of us will die in his hands. At the moment, no matter how powerful he is, he is only a true alchemy monk. As long as you and I use our soul skills together, we will definitely defeat him," Qingshui Man said calmly.

Soul skills are the trump card of Yuanhun Realm monks. They will not be used easily unless absolutely necessary. They are also powerful techniques that are far beyond the reach of True Alchemy Realm monks.

"Okay, as long as you are willing to fight once, I, the blood monk, will accompany you to the end." The blood monk vowed.

"You bald head, this is completely different from your previous style. When you encountered powerful opponents before, weren't you always the first to run away?" Qingshui Man said sarcastically.

"This time, I swear I will never run away." The blood monk said seriously.

If it had been in the past, with Monk Xue's timid character, he might have turned around and run away. He has been able to stay on the list of evil cultivators for decades because of his philosophy of "never force yourself to do what is best".

Among the characters on the Zhongyuan Continent's list of evil cultivators, except for the top ten powerful characters, most of the other characters, such as the blood monks, who are neither good nor bad, are killed by various sects every year. Those who can remain on the list of evil cultivators for decades have their own merits.

The blood monk insisted on fighting this time because he fell in love with the temptation of Xu Yang's blood soul skill. If he absorbed Xu Yang's blood soul skill, he was confident that he could enter the top twenty on the evil cultivator list.

However, Qing Shui Ren never thought of making Xu Yang a puppet talisman. After all, Xu Yang has a fire attribute body, while Qing Shui Ren has a water attribute body. Only when the talisman weapon and its master have the same attributes can the talisman weapon exert its due power. Liu Haiyu, who also has a water attribute body, is very popular among people in Qingshui.

What Qingshui people want now is to quickly kill Xu Yang, and then the four of them will join forces to deal with Liu Haiyu.

The two of them looked at each other. Although they each had their own thoughts, they quickly reached an agreement and used their soul skills to kill Xu Yang.

Qingshuiren threw the Dao sword in his hand towards the opposite side. A water pattern flashed at the tip of the Dao sword and disappeared into the void.

The next moment, circles of aqua-blue soul realms quickly unfolded with Qing Shui's body as the center.

"Soul Skill - Blue Water Sword Formation!"

Countless water swords with pointed upwards suddenly emerged from the blue soul realm. The water swords buzzed and they all jumped up. Countless water swords twisted into an aqua blue sword dragon and slashed towards Xu Yang.

Almost at the same time, the golden double-eared incense burner in the blood monk's hand spun around and disappeared into the void. Immediately afterwards, circles of blood-red soul realms scattered from where the bloody monk stood.

"Soul Skill - Soul Burning Blood Dragon!"

A golden incense burner the size of a water tank suddenly appeared in the soul realm. The blood inside the incense burner was churning, and an earth-colored incense stick as thick as the mouth of a bowl was inserted into the blood. Among the tumbling plasma in the golden incense burner, traces of scarlet blood souls crazily climbed onto the burning incense like a snake, and the original native color of the burning incense was suddenly dyed scarlet.

The next moment, Ranxiang turned into a huge blood dragon with fangs and claws and pounced towards Xu Yang under the power of this evil blood sacrifice.