Among the people of Tianji Sect, the old man holding the lamp suddenly spoke:
"My dear Chen, I can break the soul-sealing curse, but I need to borrow the Xutian Ding!"

As he spoke, he threw out a jade slip, on which was clearly engraved the general outline of "Taiyin Soul Refining Art".

Upon seeing this, Bai Yaoyi immediately activated the Xuanbingjian to freeze time and space, giving Chen Yun a chance to make a decision.

At this moment, the gold-eating insect swarm has devoured all the scattered demonic energy, and the insect armor has evolved into gold patterns that resist demons.

The old man surnamed Fu suddenly bit his finger and drew an ancient blood symbol on the Xuanyin Tower - he wanted to forcibly summon the corpse king of the Jiuyou Sect!

The silver-winged yaksha finally emerged from the ground. Its wings were each inlaid with half of an ancient bronze mirror.
The old demon Qian was suspended in the air, and five white shadows intertwined behind him to form a pale bone wheel.

A cold wind swept through the valley, lifting the densely packed spell-bound chains beneath his dark red cloak. At the end of those chains were tied the shriveled corpses of dozens of monks.

"Friend Hua has a good method." A sound like sandpaper rubbing against each other came out of his throat, and the bone wheel suddenly split into 365 bone nails.

"He was able to lead the entire Poison Saint Sect through the restriction. Could it be that he used the evil method of 'Ten Thousand Poisons Eroding the Heart'?"

Hua Tianqi's green robe fluttered without wind, and the colorful centipede in his sleeve suddenly raised its head and spewed out poisonous mist.

The poisonous fog condensed into the shadow of a nine-headed snake in the air, and each snake head wore a mask with a different expression.

"Brother Qian's Five Heart Demon has become more and more advanced." He took a step forward, and the rock under his feet instantly corroded into a three-foot deep pit, "But..."

Before he finished speaking, the four elders of the Poison Saint Sect suddenly formed the "Heavenly Poison Seal", and four dark green smoke columns rose from the ground and intertwined into a spider web in the air.

The pupils of the old man surnamed Fu from the Jiuyou Sect suddenly shrank, and the Jiuyou Banner in his hand was suddenly inserted into the ground.

Seventy-two ghost chains broke out of the ground, and the bronze bells hanging on the chains rang at the same time, and the sound waves actually tore a hole in the poisonous net.

Chen Yun silently made hand gestures, and seventy-two Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords formed a sword lotus in his sleeves, and the evil-repelling divine thunder moved between the petals like a golden snake.

"Wait a minute!" Sisan Zhenren suddenly threw out the picture of mountains and rivers, and when the picture was unfolded, the light of stars was sprinkled. The picture showed the scene when the illusion array collapsed.

At the center of the formation, there was a three-leaf mark unique to the Ye family, and each leaf was wrapped with the unique spiral formation pattern of "Nine Changes of Mystery".

"Three days ago, I saw the cloud boat driven by the monks of the Ye family in western Shanxi."

He pointed his finger at a certain spot in the picture, and the scene immediately switched to the wasteland - twelve purple-robed monks were trying to break the restriction of an ancient tomb, using the same method as the remaining traces of the illusion array.

The old demon Qian suddenly laughed wildly, and the five concentric demons turned into five white lights and sank into the ground. Five earth dragons suddenly rose from the ground and strangled the four scattered real people.

"Since this is the case, why don't we kill the Ye family together?"

He licked the corner of his mouth with his long scarlet tongue, and the corpse on the dark red cloak opened its red eyes at the same time.

In the chaos, Chen Yun caught a glimpse of a black-robed monk quietly retreating from the corner of his eye.

As the man's sleeves fluttered, half of his arm armor engraved with silver text was revealed - it was 70% similar to what he had seen in Xutian Palace!
On the top of Kunwu Mountain, a dark fire grew stronger in the bronze puppet's eyes.

The giant halberds in their hands suddenly disintegrated and reorganized, transforming into 360 flying swords forming a sword formation. The ancient seal characters of "bing" appeared on each sword, and the sword energy actually carved a Tiangang star map in the void.

"Kan position is three feet, Zhen position is seven steps!" The ancient demon shouted, and the blood blade drew a strange arc. Wherever the blade passed, dark red cracks were left in the space, and those cracks just connected to form the shape of the Big Dipper. The bronze puppets suddenly stiffened, and black smoke with a sulfur smell spewed out from their joints.

The eldest elder of the Ye family took the opportunity to throw out the Xuanhuang Seal, and a map of mountains, rivers, and the country appeared on the surface of the seal.

The moment the seal fell, the floor tiles of the entire hall surged like waves, sucking the group of puppets into the vortex of the earth veins.

However, the sound of mechanisms turning was heard in the smoke and dust, and three dark gold puppets tore through the ground - the "Kunwu Guard" inscriptions on their chests were absorbing the energy of the shattered sword formation.

"Nine Heavens Thunder Array!" The big-headed monster's golden hammer exploded, and nine lightning bolts sank into the dome. Five Ye family monks cut their palms, and their blood drew thunder talismans in the air. The ancient demon suddenly bit his tongue, and the blood mist spurted out and merged into the center of the array. The purple thunder descended from the thunderclouds and turned into eighteen thunder dragons, which tightly entangled the Kunwu Guards.

The Silver-Winged Yaksha sneered in the shadows, the patterns on its wings behind it perfectly synced with the fluctuations in space.

The bone flute on his waist vibrated silently, and the remains of the three puppets that were shattered by lightning suddenly turned into quicksand.

The fine sands infected with the poisonous insects seeped into the cracks in the ground and quietly drilled into the storage bag of an elder of the Ye family.

"Grand Elder, there is a spatial fluctuation in the northwest corner!" The monk who was controlling the compass suddenly exclaimed. Everyone turned their heads and saw thirty-six dragon-shaped pillars rising in the direction of the White Jade Square. The shadow of an ancient magic weapon was suspended on the top of each pillar - it was a sign that the Zhoutian Star Array had been activated!

The silver-winged yaksha fluttered its wings, and its figure was like ink smudged between the stone pillars. His fingertips stroked the bone flute at his waist, and seventy-two transparent poisonous insects swam along the ground veins. Miniature versions of the three-leaf mark appeared on the backs of these poisonous insects, which were camouflages made by imitating the secret method of the Ye family.

“The time will come.”

Yaksha stared at the southeast, where Chen Yun and others were fighting. He suddenly raised his hand and clenched it. The quicksand that had been mixed into the storage bag suddenly became active, and before the Ye family cultivators noticed, it had already left a tracking mark on their magic weapon.

At the battlefield below the mountain, the bone wheel of old demon Qian suddenly changed direction.

Five white shadows wrapped in corpse qi rushed towards Chen Yun, but they twisted and dissipated strangely three feet away from him - the Xutian Ding had been suspended above Chen Yun's head at some point, and the silver tadpole characters on the body of the Ding resonated with the veins of Kunwu Mountain.

"boom!"

There was a thunderous vibration from the ground, and a huge Tai Chi diagram suddenly appeared under everyone's feet. An altar rose at each of the Yin-Yang fish eyes. The left altar displayed seven ancient bronze lamps, and the right side was filled with jade slips engraved with silver tadpole characters.

"Liang Yi Xuan Yuan Formation!" Si San Zhenren suddenly retreated ten feet, "Quickly leave the center of the formation!" However, it was too late. A light curtain rose from the edge of the Tai Chi diagram, trapping everyone inside.

The cloaked corpse of Old Demon Qian suddenly broke free from the chains and pounced towards the nearest monk from the Poison Saint Sect.

In the chaos, Chen Yun noticed that the black-robed monk was quickly forming seals. The silver tadpole characters on the man's arm armor resonated with the Xu Tian Ding, and actually tore a tiny crack on the light curtain!

"Everyone, please look!" Chen Yun suddenly took out the image-retaining bead, and the picture clearly showed the scene of the Ye family cultivator using "Nine Changes of Mysterious Secrets".

What’s more crucial is that the jade pendant hanging around a certain cultivator’s waist is exactly the token of the inner disciple of the Poison Saint Sect!

Hua Tianqi's face changed drastically, and the centipede in his sleeve suddenly attacked its owner.

He had no choice but to cut off his left arm, and the severed limb turned into pus and blood as soon as it hit the ground - it turned out that the Silver-Winged Yaksha's poisonous insect had already parasitized his body when he entered the formation.

"The Ye family is so calculating!"

The old demon Qian took the opportunity to attack, and the bone wheel turned into thousands of bone spikes and attacked everyone.

The old man surnamed Fu activated the Nine Nether Banner, and the ghost chains formed a cage to protect the three of them. Chen Yun changed his sword tactics, and the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword formed a sword formation to crush all the bone spurs.

The ground shook more violently, and the Xutian Ding suddenly flew towards the altar on its own. The moment the lid of the Ding was opened, seven ancient bronze lamps simultaneously ignited pale flames.

The shadow of a silver-winged Yaksha emerged from the flames: "After three thousand years, we have finally waited for the time when the Silver Tadpole will be reunited!"

Everyone was shocked to find that the black-robed monk was already standing at the right altar. He took off his mask to reveal a face covered with scales - it was actually the long-dead Silver Moon Wolf Clan priest! As he chanted the ancient spell, the jade slips on the left altar shattered one after another, and the silver tadpole characters sealed in them flowed towards the Xutian Ding like a galaxy.

Kunwu Mountain suddenly glowed as a whole, and seventy-two peaks shot out beams of light at the same time.

The true form of the Silver-Winged Yaksha appeared at the top of the main peak, with its wings spread out behind it, blocking out the sun.

The bone flute in his hand was pointing to the void, and the remains of the sealed ancient demon were being reassembled in the column of light.

The elder of the Ye family was furious: "Destroy the altar quickly!"

The Xuanhuang Seal smashed down with the power of the earth veins, but was blocked by the Yaksha clone.

The ancient demon suddenly burst into laughter and pierced the Great Elder’s chest with a bloody blade - he had actually been corrupted by his inner demon a long time ago!

Chen Yun took the opportunity to activate the Xutian Ding, and the chaotic energy from the Ding wrapped around the silver text. The entire mountain range began to collapse, and countless ancient prohibitions were triggered in succession.

In the final roar, the figures of the Silver-winged Yaksha and the black-robed priest gradually faded away, leaving only a sneer that echoed between heaven and earth: "The game has just begun."

A cold wind suddenly blew up on the White Jade Square, and the shadows cast by the thirty-six jade pillars with coiled dragons cut the ground like sharp blades.

The Ye family gathered in front of a jade stele with the three characters "Kunwu Temple" engraved on it. The inscription on the stele glowed with a cold blue light under the moonlight.

The scholar's fingertips brushed across the surface of the stele, and a wisp of green smoke suddenly rose up, condensing into the shadow of the ancient ferocious beast "Zheng" in the air, and dissipated after three breaths.

"Everyone, look." The strange man tapped the ground lightly with the golden hammer in his hand. As ripples of spiritual power spread out, a three-meter-square three-dimensional shadow of Kunwu Mountain appeared in the southeast corner of the square.

There are 72 red veins crisscrossing inside the mountain, which are exactly the direction of the "Earth Fire Spiritual Vein" recorded in the "Taiyi Secret Records". "The Lingbao Pavilion is embedded in the Lihuo position, the Demon-Suppressing Tower presses the Duijin Point, and the Kunwu Hall..."

Before he finished speaking, the shadow suddenly trembled, and a dazzling blood light burst out from the location of the palace.

The five elders of the Ye family took a half step back at the same time. The old man with a goatee said in a deep voice: "The blood is rising to the sky, which is a sign of great misfortune. In my opinion, Kunwu Palace should temporarily avoid the sharp edge."

"Ridiculous!" The ancient demon suddenly spoke, and the blood blade behind him trembled like a dragon's roar. "The more dangerous the place, the more likely it is to hide a magical treasure. When the Tianxing Palace suppressed the Nine Nether Demon Lord, didn't they hide the Demon-Suppressing Sword in..."

“That’s enough.”

The scholar raised his hand to interrupt, and the Xuanhuang Seal slowly rotated in his palm:
"It is imperative to divide the troops. Lingbao Pavilion needs to break the Eight-Gate Golden Lock Formation, which requires at least five people to form a formation; the Demon Suppression Tower needs to deal with the Soul Devouring Wind, and only those in the late Nascent Soul stage can go alone; as for Kunwu Palace..."

He turned to look at the silent square-faced monk in the crowd: "Junior Brother Lin's 'Illusionary Light Escape' has reached the highest level, even lions and beasts cannot catch up with him."

The square-faced monk who was named took a step forward, and twelve golden threads suddenly shot out from the seven-treasure bag hanging on his waist, interweaving into a Bagua formation around his body.

As the formation diagram was turning, his figure turned into thirty-six afterimages in full view of everyone.

"Good!" The strange man laughed and clapped his hands, slamming the golden hammer heavily on the ground.
"I and Fellow Daoist Gu are going to the Demon Suppression Tower. However..."

He suddenly narrowed his eyes and stared at the shadow of Kunwu Palace.
"There seems to be silver tadpole characters fluctuating in the blood light. Fellow Daoist Lin, please remember not to touch anything engraved with star patterns."

The scholar took out a black ice jade box from his sleeve, and when the lid of the box was opened, cold mist surged.

The surface of the bone bracelet floating in the mist is covered with spiral patterns, and upon closer inspection, it turns out to be countless miniature Sanskrit characters connected end to end.

"This is the Mitian Bracelet." He put his fingers together like a sword, and a green light hit the bracelet. The white bone bracelet suddenly grew larger, and a map of the Zhoutian constellations appeared inside the bracelet. "Before Zen Master Kongming passed away, he poured all his life's Buddha power into eighty-one relics. When the wearer is in danger, he can summon the 'Sumeru Mustard Seed Realm' to resist three attacks of the god level."

When the monk named Lin took the jade bracelet, blood-colored veins suddenly appeared on the bracelet.

The ancient demon's pupils shrank slightly, and the blood blade behind him uncontrollably came out three inches - that was clearly the aura of the devil's treasure "Blood Rakshasa"!

"Brother, this bracelet." Monk Lin hesitated to speak.

"It's okay." The scholar brushed off the blood marks on the bracelet with his sleeves. "Zen Master Kongming once suppressed the Blood Sea Patriarch for a hundred years, so it's normal for him to be contaminated with some evil spirit."

As he spoke, he suddenly bit his fingertip and drew the Taiqing Talisman on the other person's forehead:
"This talisman can protect you from being eroded by evil spirits for three hours."

An eagle's cry was heard in the distance. Everyone looked up and saw three lion-like beasts circling in the clouds.

Its wingspan was ten feet long, its feathers shone with a cold metallic glow, and its tail feathers could actually tear apart space wherever they swept past.

"The time has come." The strange man's golden hammer turned into lightning and wrapped his whole body, "Friend Gu Dao, it's time to leave."

A seven-colored glow suddenly rose from the direction of Lingbao Pavilion, and the five Ye family cultivators immediately formed a formation.

The old man with a goat beard took out the inkstone of mountains and rivers, and the ink turned into a surging river as he splashed it.

The red-faced Taoist put his palms together, and nine golden lotuses flew out from his sleeves, paving a golden road on the waves.

"Three steps to Dui, seven feet to Zhen!"

The Confucian scholar stepped on the Seven Stars, and the Xuanhuang Seal slammed into the void.

A huge bronze door suddenly appeared where there was nothing originally. The thirty-six bronze nails on the door lit up at the same time, forming a Big Dipper Swallowing Evil Formation.

At the same time, the monster and the ancient demon have arrived in front of the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

There are copper bells with human faces hanging on the eaves of each floor of the nine-story black tower, which make sounds like a baby crying when the night wind blows.

The ancient demon suddenly roared, and slashed at a blue brick at the base of the tower with his bloody blade. The moment the brick shattered, monstrous demonic energy erupted like a volcano.

"There are really good things hidden here!"

The strange golden hammer split into nine thunder dragons and drilled into the crack, and the lightning and demonic energy intertwined into a spider web.

The copper bells on the third layer suddenly exploded, and twelve bronze coffins flew out. The coffin lids were all engraved with the ancient Chinese character "Jiuyou".

In the direction of Kunwu Palace, Monk Lin activated the Mitian Bracelet the moment he stepped into the palace.

The bloody light emitted from the bone bracelet actually resonated with the murals in the hall - in the murals depicting the ancient battle between immortals and demons, the face of a sword-wielding monk suddenly became exactly the same as him!
Monk Lin used the "Phantom Light Escape" to shuttle between the pillars of the corridor, and the lion beast chasing him behind him suddenly stopped strangely.

He turned around suddenly and found the figure of Silver-winged Yaksha reflected in the pupils of the monster!

"Why don't you look back, fellow Daoist?" Yaksha's voice sounded directly in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Monk Lin was horrified to find that the Mitian bracelet had been covered with silver lines at some point, and these lines were spreading along the meridians towards the heart.

At the bottom of the Demon Suppression Tower, the ancient demon was about to break the last barrier, but the blood blade suddenly turned around and stabbed the monster. (End of this chapter)