When the bone blade of the weirdo named Ye pierced into the left eye of the black wolf, the corpse spots on the blade suddenly came alive and turned into demon-eating leeches, drilling into the skull through the eye socket.

The black wolf's fangs suddenly bit the tip of the blade, and a half-moon appeared in its purple pupils:

"But what this Saint Ancestor wants is your corpse puppet that has lived for ten thousand years!"

Fragments of the moon disk stained red by demonic blood burst out, and one of them hit the Binding Ring.

The Buddha patterns on the surface of the Yin-Yang Ring were demonized, and the black light it released dyed the North Pole Yuan Light into ink-black.

Chen Yun was shocked to find that the spiritual energy around him was flowing backwards, and the Qingyuan sword and shield cracked into spider-web-like cracks in the demonic Yuanguang.

The dome of the underground palace collapsed, revealing a meteorite belt from outer space.

The shadow of the Silver Moon Demon Concubine attracted the starlight, and her fingertips connected from the other end of the magic chain to the Pillar of Luck in the human world.

The four ancient magic weapons exploded, leaving only the Binding Ring, which turned into a black sun and hung in the air.

"This is the true method of integrating the soul."

The demon concubine's golden eyes reflected the three realms: "Use the human world as a furnace to refine the spirit and demon energies."

She lightly tapped her fingertips, and Chen Yun and the old demon Qian, who were fixed by the magic light, floated up, and the blood and essence in their bodies turned into red lines and flowed towards the black sun.

Silver flames were coming out of the seven orifices of the strange man named Ye, and his celestial corpse's body was transforming into pure glazed bones. A half-scroll of the River Map flew out from the broken bone blade, and combined with the remaining map of lions and beasts to form a complete formation diagram.

At this time, the dragon veins at the foot of Kunwu Mountain were wailing, and the spiritual veins of the continent were being drawn towards the moon.

In the gloomy hall, seventy-two bronze eternal lamps moved without wind, and the shadows of three ancient monks on the mottled murals flickered.

When Madam Mu's fingertips were still three inches away from the table, the chaotic spiritual light coming through the jade box had already made her palm hurt.

Suddenly, five cracks appeared on the ground, and green vines as thick as wrists broke out of the ground like a poisonous dragon and quickly wrapped around Mrs. Mu's slender waist.

The surface of the vine was covered with barbs, and when it pierced into the robes, it made a crisp sound of metal clashing - this was actually a soul-eating demon vine that could penetrate the protective aura!

"He Fang Xiaoxiao!"

Madam Mu shouted angrily, and the jade pendant on her waist shattered. Nine ice needles turned into streams of light and slashed towards the vines.

However, the moment the cold light touched the vine, green light surged, and ancient witchcraft patterns appeared on the surface of the vine skin, which actually shattered the ice needle into powder.

A hoarse and strange laugh came from the shadows of the pillars on the roof of the hall, and ripples appeared on the bluestone floor tiles like water.

Mu Kui, covered with tree bark, rose slowly on the roots, holding in his hand the key to the restriction of Kunwu Palace - a half-charred branch of Jianmu.

"After three hundred years, we finally waited for the day when the Heavenly Gang would reverse."

There was a faint fire dancing in Mu Kui's knotty eye sockets, and his fingers, like dead branches, were drawing in the air.

The blood-colored wooden plaque on the table suddenly trembled, and the three ancient treasures sealed on it hummed at the same time.

Madam Mu's pupils suddenly shrank as she recognized the Lei Xiao sword wrapped in purple lightning.

This is the treasure that the three Kunwu elders used to suppress the Demon Abyss of the West Sea!

Before he could make any hand gestures, the vines wrapped around his body suddenly contracted, and the dark green venom secreted from the barbs began to corrode the protective aura.

"Ding!"

At the critical moment, the sound of a sword came from the corner of the hall.

A green rainbow cut off the three main vines, and Chen Yun came through the air on his wind and thunder wings, with the three-flame fan in his hand rolling up a huge wave of fire.

Mu Kui sneered and waved his sleeves. Countless thorns sprouted from the ground and formed a cage, but they turned into ashes the moment they touched the three-colored spiritual fire.

"careful!"

Mrs. Mu suddenly exclaimed.

The three phantoms of ancient cultivators on the table actually opened their eyes, and the Leixiao Sword, Du'e Zen Staff, and the Map of Mountains and Rivers burst out with dazzling brilliance at the same time.

The broken branch of Mu Kui Jianmu flew out of his hand and connected with the Qi of the Three Treasures to form a formation. The spiritual energy of the earth veins in the entire hall gathered together crazily.

"Do not--"

For the first time, fear appeared on Mukui's cracked face.

The three treasures turned into meteors that pierced the sky, the purple thunder destroyed his demon pill, the Zen staff suppressed his spirit, and the map of mountains and rivers rolled up the dragon energy of the earth veins and crushed his body into pieces.

The bottom piece of the blood-colored wooden sign suddenly caught fire, and the word "Zhen" could be vaguely seen in the ashes.

Madam Mu took advantage of the situation to break free from the broken vines and quickly took the jade box with her jade hands.

Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of space tearing behind him. Chen Yun's wings vibrated, and the Three Flame Fan once again set off a sea of ​​fire that burned the sky.

The woman gritted her teeth and summoned her own magical weapon, the Lihuojian. The Nanming Lihuo gushing out of the mirror collided violently with the three-colored spiritual flames.

"Boom!"

The gust of wind overturned the bronze lamp and triggered the restriction of the Arctic Yuanguang.

Thousands of silver threads of light moved like living things, covering all the fallen ancient treasures.

Three beams of light, blood shadow, silver light and purple mist, broke in from outside the light curtain. The fishy wind swept away the Du'e Zen staff, and the bone claws grabbed the Leixiao sword.

Chen Yun's pupils glowed blue, and his clear eyes saw through the illusion.

Qingxia rolled up the map of mountains and rivers and the jade slip that recorded the "Taixu Sword Art", and threw out a snow crystal bead with her backhand to freeze the chasing silver light.

A sinister laugh came from the blood shadow, and it transformed into hundreds of clones that pounced on the various rare treasures.

"Amitabha--"

The sound of Sanskrit chanting began, and the shadow of the seven-treasure wonderful tree flew in from outside the hall.

Golden lotus flowers bloom in the void, and each lotus petal is engraved with the mantra of the Diamond Sutra.

The blood shadow clone melted like snow in the Buddha's light, and inhuman screams came from the purple mist.

Chen Yun took the opportunity to activate the Dayan Jue, and his spiritual consciousness turned into invisible silk threads to entangle the last two blood-colored wooden signs.

"Wait a minute, Fellow Daoist Chen!"

Madam Mu's lips were bleeding, and nine immortal chains flew out of her sleeves. Her voice was weak but firm. "This is related to the safety of the seal of Kunwu Mountain..."

Before he finished speaking, the map of mountains and rivers suddenly unfolded automatically.

The image of Kunwu Mountain shown in the picture trembled violently, and the suppressed dark evil energy spread along the lines of the scroll.

The entire hall began to collapse, and the Arctic Yuanguang restriction let out a wailing sound as it was overwhelmed.

The blue bricks under everyone's feet turned into quicksand, and a terrifying ancient pressure came from the cracks in the void...

The Northern Lights were like an upside-down river in the sky, and billions of silver threads weaved a web of death in the void.

The wind and thunder wings behind Chen Yun trembled slightly, and the green rainbow shuttled through the gaps between the silver light. Suddenly, two points of ghostly green fire lit up in the chaos ahead.

"boom!"

The bluestone tiles exploded, and an ugly woman wearing heavy armor with green scales broke out of the ground.

The monster's face seemed to have been burned by magma, and its facial features were distorted like melted wax. A black iron piece as big as a copper coin was embedded in the right eye socket, but the left eye had an intact amber vertical pupil.

With every step she took, spider-web-like rock crystals bloomed under her feet. The silver threads of the Arctic Yuanguang that could penetrate magic weapons hit her armor, and sparks flew out.

"Hand over the Yuan card!"

The ugly woman let out a low roar like the friction of sand and gravel, and the black iron stick in her hand suddenly grew a hundred feet in size.

Before the shadow of the stick arrived, three strands of Chen Yun's hair on his temples had been torn off by the fierce gust of wind.

This is no ordinary stick; it is clearly a mountain-suppressing pillar formed by the dragon energy of the earth's veins!

Chen Yun quickly took out the Liangyi Ring from the storage bag on his waist, and it turned into a stream of light across the sky. The twenty-eight constellations engraved on the ring lit up one by one, and the northern polar light within a radius of a hundred feet seemed to have received a military order, and the silver threads gathered into a raging wave and rolled over.

The ugly woman grinned and made hand gestures. Turtle-shell-shaped runes appeared on the surface of her green armor. She endured the erosion of the Yuan Light and swung the stick in all directions.

Wherever the stick wind passed, the void actually solidified into pieces of black crystals.

"Ding--"

The moment the ring and the stick collided, Chen Yun's pupils shrank suddenly. The torrent of Yuan Guang controlled by the Liang Yi Ring was split open by the shadow of the stick, and the remaining force went straight to his crown.

At the critical moment, eight green lights shot out from his sleeves, which were the lightning net formed by eight Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords.

The purple lightning collided with the shadow of the stick. In the dazzling light, Chen Yun took advantage of the momentum and flew backwards thirty feet, with a fishy and sweet smell in his throat.

In the deep Kunwu Mountains, the green armor on an ugly woman's right arm suddenly cracked, revealing skin covered with rock scales.

She licked the black blood oozing from the wound, her pupils shrank into needle points in an instant, and she shouted sharply:

"You have the aura of a spirit-suppressing tablet!"

Before she finished her words, the entire Kunwu Mountain's earth veins trembled violently, and the iron rod in her hand turned into a giant dragon and sank into the ground.

Instantly, nine rock dragons broke out of the ground, and the eyes of each dragon were burning with the Black Rock Turtle's innate demonic fire.

Chen Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, sneered, and activated the Great Evolution Technique. His consciousness spread like a spider web, accurately capturing the nine evil spirits wandering in the earth veins.

The Yin-Yang Ring spun rapidly in the air, and the North Pole's primordial light condensed into nine silver spears, piercing into the cracks in the ground.

Before the rock dragon could even wail, it was already broken into pieces. The ugly woman stumbled back seven steps, each step creating a lava pit on the ground.

"Fellow Taoist, wait!"

Seeing Chen Yun raise his hand again, the ugly woman suddenly tore off the green armor on her chest, revealing a blood-red wooden plaque embedded in the heart position, which was exactly the same as the one in Chen Yun's arms.

"This is the Kunwu Town Spiritual Tablet. The holder of the tablet can hold..."

The words stopped abruptly. The wooden sign in Chen Yun's arms suddenly became as hot as a branding iron, and a blood-red chain stretched out from the void, pulling out the wooden sign at the ugly woman's heart.

The two wooden signs collided in the air, bursting out with brilliant rainbow light, and the shadows of three ancient cultivators emerged in it. They were the forbidden spiritual consciousness left in the signs by the three Kunwu elders!

"Do not--"

The rock scales on the ugly woman's body fell off, and dark yellow devilish blood gushed out of her seven orifices.

She beat her chest frantically, but could not prevent the cracked ochre-colored demon pill from being captured by the rainbow light.

Three golden talismans can be vaguely seen circulating on the surface of the demon pill, which are the restrictions set by the three Kunwu elders back then.

Chen Yun's eyes flashed, and he raised his hand to take the two wooden signs into his palm.

The moment the cards touched, a huge amount of information flooded into his consciousness.

It turns out that this monster is actually a black rock turtle conceived by the earth veins of Kunwu Mountain. It was taken in by the three elders as a spiritual beast to guard the mountain. The forbidden token was divided into three parts, one to suppress its essence, the other to suppress its spirit.

"I swear by your demon soul!"

Chen Yun slashed through the void with his fingers, and blood drew ancient evil words on the ugly woman's forehead.

The Black Rock Turtle trembled all over, and the demon pill uncontrollably spit out its soul blood.

The moment the blood bead touched the spirit-suppressing tablet, the shadow of Kunwu Mountain emerged from the tablet and turned into a thousand-pound mountain that pressed into the demon pill.

The ugly woman let out a heart-wrenching wail, her body rapidly shrank, and eventually turned into a stone turtle the size of a palm.

The tortoise shell is covered with blood-colored lines, which are connected to the energy of the Zhenling Pai.

Chen Yun bit his tongue and spurted out blood, then carved seventy-two soul-sealing spells on the tortoise shell before putting it into the spirit beast bag.

Suddenly, something strange happened. In the depths of the Arctic Yuanguang, the sound of space tearing suddenly occurred, and the shadow of a huge bronze door appeared and disappeared from time to time.

The evil energy seeping out from the crack in the door was as thick as ink, and wherever it passed, the silver threads were dyed black.

The map of mountains and rivers in Chen Yun's arms unfolded automatically, and the suppressing shadow of Kunwu Mountain in the map was collapsing rapidly.

"boom!"

The underground palace shook violently, and cracks appeared in the North Pole Yuanguang formation. Chen Yun activated his wind and thunder wings and turned into lightning to escape. Behind him, the silver-winged Yaksha screamed:

"Young man, don't leave! Leave the spirit tablet behind!"

Three Nascent Soul-level pressures came from different directions.

Chen Yun threw the Three-Flame Fan with his backhand, and a three-colored sea of ​​fire swept through the passage. However, he saw a devil's claw covered with bone spurs extending from the huge bronze gate, easily crushing the burning flames.

Nine vertical pupils opened in the palm of the devil's claw, and each pupil reflected the center of the Kunwu Mountain Sealing Array.

"My destiny card!"

Chen Yun showed a look of surprise. He didn't take a close look at the blood-red wooden sign in his hand, but he felt that it was different from ordinary treasures.

After hearing the ugly woman's words, he suddenly felt a little doubtful.

He quickly and silently raised his hand and slapped the storage bag on his waist. In an instant, a blood-red light flew out of the bag, circling around and then fell steadily into his palm. It was the wooden sign.

There was a blue light flashing in Chen Yun's eyes, and he could see the details of the object clearly.

It was only the size of a palm, its surface covered with a layer of blood light, and on the front there was a mass of gray-white substance like mist, which was wriggling slightly under the reflection of the blood light, like a living thing.

Chen Yun's spiritual sense quickly penetrated into it, and after a moment, a hint of joy appeared on his face.

He just made a hand gesture with one hand, then raised his hand and emitted a green light.

Suddenly, the blood light on the wooden sign became brighter, and the small ball of gray-white mist dissipated instantly, replaced by a black and white turtle pattern.

“Mysterious Rock Turtle! So your true form is actually this kind of spiritual beast! No wonder your defense ability is so amazing. Even in the North Pole Yuanguang, you can still hold on for a long time!”

After Chen Yun stared at the wooden sign for a moment, the blue light in his pupils gradually faded, and he slowly raised his head and spoke.

My fellow Taoist has already understood that I have not lied to you.

This life element card was made by the three elders of Kunwu in the past. Now in this human world, no one can make such a top-level life element card.

As long as we hold this token, our life and death will depend on the thought of the token's owner.

The ugly woman was in the Arctic Light, and she explained slowly without moving, fearing that this would cause Chen Yun to misunderstand.

"While what you said makes sense, the effectiveness of this life card depends on who holds it."

“If a cultivator below the Nascent Soul stage attempts to refine this token and force fellow Taoist to obey his orders, I’m afraid that due to their insufficient cultivation, they will be backfired by the restrictions on the token.”

Chen Yun said calmly.

"Why, even though you have this card, you still have doubts about me?"

The woman's already ugly face looked even uglier at this moment.

Chen Yun could not hide his worries when faced with certain situations.

Even if he possesses some means and can rely on special powers to control the situation, the opponent's cultivation is far superior to his. Once the opponent is desperate, it is not impossible for him to break free from control and counterattack.

How could Chen Yun be willing to be in a state of fear all day long? He couldn't help but ask what was the point of keeping the other party.

At this moment, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

Chen Yun's face darkened, and the halo above his head began to make a buzzing sound.

In an instant, the silver threads that originally surrounded him seemed to be injected with new vitality and began to move again.

In this tense atmosphere, an ugly woman noticed that Chen Yun seemed to have doubts and hurriedly made a promise.

She expressed her willingness to attach a small part of her soul to her natal card to prove that she had no ill intentions. (End of this chapter)