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Chapter 539: Pill Fire Refining Blood God

"Ha! You demon, look at the fight!"

Zhu Yuangang danced the nine-toothed rake in his hand as he pleased. It was obviously a heavy weapon, but in Zhu Yuangang's hands, he was played with various tricks like an embroidery needle.

Especially when Yuan Qingwei was sacrificed and refined, he specifically improved his ability to control water. When he used it at this time, it seemed even more unexpected.

If Sikong Zhan had not been protected by the twelve demon gods of the heavens, he might have been raked in Zhu Yuangang's hand and made several holes.

But after Wei Shao took back Qianyuan Pilizi with a secret technique and released the flying sword to assist Zhu Yuangang, Sikong Zhan failed, which is sooner or later.

Looking at Yuan Qingwei who was fighting below, he smiled and said, "It seems that I won this time!"

'This is not necessarily true!' Master Hunyuan also smiled. Yuan Qing raised his eyebrows slightly. Although Master Hunyuan did not save people just now, he knew that there were any hidden means under Sikong Zhan.

But was the Hunyuan Patriarch too calm?

Yuan Qing turned his head slightly and looked at Sikong Zhan. The shadow of the treasure mirror in his eyes changed. He clearly saw that the essence of the twelve heavenly demon gods had damage that could not be repaired in a short time under the attack of Qianyuan Pilizi just now.

At the same time, Sikong Zhan himself was also affected by the Qianyuan Gangqi, and his magic power was weak and messy, so he had no chance of winning no matter how he looked at it.

But then, Yuan Qingwei saw a small and exquisite white bone bead appearing in Sikong Zhan's hand.

‘The White Bone Yin Thunder of the White Bone God? Fellow Daoist Hunyuan, when did you have such a good relationship with the White Bone God?’

After Yuan Qingwei finished speaking, he looked at the smiling Master Hunyuan sighed secretly, and at the same time, a hint of disgust appeared in his eyes, which also eliminated a lot of the hint of affection for Master Hunyuan.

Just like Qianyuan Pilizi of Kunlun School, Qiantian Yiyuan Pilizi of Sheng Gu, and Taiyi Divine Thunder of Jile Real Man.

There are also many powerful Yin thunder and evil thunder among the evil sects of the Demon Cult.

For example, the White Bone Yin Thunder of the White Bone God is a typical example.

This White Bone God himself was one of the five-sided demon sects in the past, and he had many evil methods.

Later, due to internal struggles and external forces, the Five-State Demon Sect collapsed and disintegrated before Changmei came to the door. The White Bone God took the opportunity to come out independently and opened a temple for the gods and demons in Lushan.

Later, this guy had a close relationship with Xu Wan, the Nether Saint of Beim Mountain, and jointly studied the magic of the ghost and white bones. Over time, he created this white bone Yin Thunder.

Although the name of White Bone Yin Lei is simple, the method of refining is very vicious. It requires tens of thousands of corpses and bones as the foundation to extract essence and energy, condense it into a body, and then inject tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, millions of resentful souls and resentment, mixed with the evil energy of the earth's lungs deep in the earth, and the nature is extremely yin and turbid, which is opposite to the nature of Qianyuan Pilizi and Qiantian Yiyuan Pilizi. It is best at filthing various righteous magic weapons.

Another loud tremor, the earth was shaken, and then countless evil and turbid air rose, directly shaking the central Wuji Xinghuang flag from the earth, followed by countless dark green flames forming a craze and surging in all directions.

Sikong Zhan stood in it and cooperated with the use of various evil magic. The living creatures that were vaguely surviving within a radius of dozens of miles were all weak in all limbs, but their souls were about to be controlled by the other party.

"The Supreme Heavenly Lord!" Yuan Qing proclaimed the slogan with a whisper, and then pointed his hand. The central Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag suddenly burst into bright light, with thousands of golden flowers floating on the light, and clouds appeared on the flowers, and thousands of rays of light shot straight into the sky.

Among them, golden lotus flowers drooped rays of light and rolled around, and countless evil and turbid air were included in the treasure flag.

Yuan Qingwei stretched out his hand and flew into his hand. With a light shaking, countless treasure lotus were born and destroyed around Yuan Qingwei. Every time the treasure lotus bloomed and withered, there would be traces of evil energy flowing and disappearing between heaven and earth.

"Fellow Daoist Hunyuan, you won this time!"

After Yuan Qing looked at the Hunyuan Patriarch who also appeared, he grabbed the two casual cultivators in his hands. Cloud light rose all over his body, and he was about to take Zhu Yuangang and Wei Shao to leave, without looking at Sikong Zhan throughout the whole process.

Sikong Zhan looked at Yuan Qingwei's performance and was so angry that his sides were red. He roared angrily: "You can go first, leave me, leave the Pure Yang Taoist sect for me!"

Yuan Qingwei ignored this and prepared to leave on his own.

Seeing this, Sikong Zhan raised his hand to shoot out the Geng Jin Lunar Transformation Divine Needle. The golden needle flew out and turned into thousands of golden rays of light. Thinking of Yuan Qing's slight blow, he left.

Yuan Qingwei ignored it, and the apricot and yellow treasure flag in his hand shook gently, and golden lotus bloomed, holding golden needles to prevent them from falling. Then the golden lotus bloomed and withered, and the evil aura flowed. The golden needles were stained with turbid evil aura, becoming dull, and eventually turned into thousands of golden powder and absorbed by the golden lotus.

"A bastard!" Seeing this, Sikong Zhan wanted to take action again, but Master Hunyuan intervened, raised his hand to knock down a clear light, landed on Sikong Zhan, and said coldly: "Have you made enough trouble?"

When Sikong Zhan heard this, his eyes turned red and he roared: "Hunyuan, you actually asked me if I had made enough trouble. Why did you decide for me? Today you were deliberately trying to stop me from obtaining the Pure Yang Taoist Orthodox..."

Yuan Qingwei didn't care about Sikong Zhan's subsequent words, so he directly brought Zhu Yuangang and Wei Shao to Fuling Mountain.

After entering Zhu Yuangang's temple, Yuan Qingwei put down the two casual cultivators. After the trouble just now, these two casual cultivators were almost at the level of death.

Seeing this, Wei Shao said with some guilt: "Fellow Daoist Yuan..."

"No need to say anything?" Yuan Qingwei interrupted: "Even if the two of them could have survived, I wouldn't let them join Chunyang's sect like this."

As he said that, Yuan Qingwei took out the Yuanshi Pearl, and the virtual and real Taoist flowed, and the clear light rose in waves. A illusory world emerged and slowly fell towards the two casual cultivators.

"Fellow Daoist Deng, are you leaving by yourself or let me force you to leave?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhu Yuangang and Wei Shaoshen both changed their expressions slightly, but there was no change in the two scattered cultivators. Yuan Qing smiled and continued to urge the clear light to fall, just as the clear light was about to cover the scattered cultivator's body.

A trace of blood flowed out of the pores of the wandering cultivators, and Wei Shao hurriedly pulled Zhu Yuangang back.

The blood light rose and the demonic energy was surging. The blood light kept gathering, forming a person's appearance. But before it was completely condensed, Yuan Qing opened his mouth slightly and spewed out a pure yang pill fire and fell on the blood light.

The fire was burning, and the Blood God Son who was left on the two of them did not even say a word, but only a little spiritual consciousness was left after Yuan Qingwei.

Then Yuan Qingwei casts a magic spell and sends this spiritual consciousness, along with the residual souls of the two casual cultivators, into the Yuanshi Treasure Pearl.
Chapter completed!
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