The dragon had a single horn on its forehead, which was actually the embodiment of Ksitigarbha's evil thoughts.

Chen Yun pointed his sword quickly, and the Golden Thunder Bamboo Flying Sword formed a net that dragged down heaven and earth. Under the sweep of the evil-repelling divine thunder, all the evil spirits and skeletons were annihilated.

But when the lightning net touched the blood cocoon, something strange happened.

The Yuansha Dharma Image on the blood cocoon suddenly opened its eyes and shot out two blood rays, penetrating the lightning net and heading straight for Chen Yun's Dantian.

At the critical moment, the Wind and Thunder Wings protected their master on their own, and the shadow of the Thunder Peng appeared in the silver light. The remains of this ancient spiritual bird actually spoke in human language:

"Ksitigarbha's evil thoughts have been assimilated with Jiuyou, destroy the stone tablet quickly!"

Where the wings vibrated, seventy-two spatial cracks cut down like sharp blades, severing the connection between the tourmaline and the stone tablet.

As night fell, the giant wolf made human voices and slammed its claws heavily on the altar.

The Chiling Soft Jade Stele exploded instantly, and an endless black tide surged out from the fragments.

Chen Yun felt his Nascent Soul shaking violently. The remaining soul of Xu in the Soul-Nourishing Tree screamed and dissipated. The golden lock on Lin Yinping's wrist also broke.

Thousands of ghost hands stretched out from the cracks, each with a wriggling mouthpart on the palm.

Xuan Qingzi's Tian'a sword broke into pieces, and the ancient seal character "Xuan" on the hilt turned into flowing light and sank into the cracks.

The seven treasures of Qi Miao Zhenren were all destroyed, and the Yin-Yang Ring exploded into stardust.

In this mysterious world of immortals and heroes, there are many frightening and strange scenes hidden.

When the monks accidentally come into contact with the mysterious black tide, strange changes begin to happen to them quietly.

The originally vigorous young man seemed to be ruthlessly eroded by time in an instant and turned into a white-haired old man in an instant.

However, the old man, who should have experienced many vicissitudes of life, turned back into the form of an extremely young baby in an instant.

This strange scene, like the legendary Avici Hell descending upon the earth, makes people feel fear and shock.

At the same time, the giant wolf's body expanded rapidly, and its two heads gradually merged, eventually forming a hideous and terrifying demon face.

It just waved its wolf claws lightly, and the seemingly solid space became as fragile as glass and shattered.

The blood cocoon transformed by the Silver-Winged Yaksha also broke out under this powerful force.

What is even more surprising is that after the corpse bear and Yuansha merged, they actually showed the strange form of Shura with three heads and six arms.

It held a blood blade, a bone pestle, and a soul flag, and the vertical pupils on its forehead flashed with a strange light.

It seemed to contain endless evil, and it turned out that this was the evil thoughts of Ksitigarbha.

Chen Yun's face was solemn, and his eyes revealed firmness and determination.

In order to deal with the current dilemma, he bit his tongue without hesitation.

In an instant, essence and blood sprayed like raindrops onto the mysterious Golden Thunder Bamboo Sword Formation.

With the integration of essence and blood, the originally extremely fierce evil-repelling divine thunder was stained with a hint of blood, as if it had been given new life.

These divine thunders actually slowly condensed in the void, and unexpectedly, they finally turned into a complete chapter of "The Art of Tempering Gold".

At this tense moment, Lei Peng's remains seemed to sense some mysterious call and let out an eternal cry.

The sound seemed to have traveled through endless years, echoing between heaven and earth for a long time, full of an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

As the long cry sounded, the originally mottled bronze rust at the base of the wings gradually peeled off, revealing a mysterious sealing array diagram.

This seal array diagram exudes a mysterious light, as if hiding an unknown secret, waiting for the right person to unveil it.

What is amazing is that this is the sealing formation diagram written by Dizang himself, which contains endless mysterious power.

In an instant, the eighty-one stone statues seemed to be infused with souls. They knelt in unison, making seals. The atmosphere was solemn and sacred.

Then, the mountain seal that symbolized endless majesty suddenly exploded, and a majestic and clear air poured into the mysterious formation diagram like a surging torrent.

"I will use my Buddha bones to suppress this demonic calamity!"

Gui Ling let out a long roar toward the sky, his voice piercing through the clouds and shaking the heavens and the earth.

His mountain-like body was also under tremendous pressure and cracks began to appear.

At this critical moment, the gilded Buddha bones broke out of the body, and every bone was engraved with the sacred and solemn "Heart Sutra".

The Buddha's bones and Lei Peng's remains produced a wonderful resonance and turned into a thousand-foot-long golden "卍" seal.

With the momentum of destroying the world, he pressed hard towards the mysterious crack.

Shura Dharmakāya swung all six arms, the blood blades in his hands flashed with strange light, and he tried his best to split the edge of the golden seal.

At this extremely tense moment, a deafening sound of insects suddenly came from Chen Yun's dantian.

It turned out that the gold-eating insect king broke out of its cocoon at this moment!

On the carapace of the insect king, the true appearance of Ksitigarbha is faintly visible, and his mouthparts open and close, as if telling some mysterious story.

The majestic and solemn voice of "Nirvana Sutra" resounds through the sky like a huge bell, as if to drive away all the evil and darkness in the world.

In an instant, the ghost hands in the sky turned into ashes under the shining Buddha's light, just like snowflakes meeting the scorching sun.

"Do not!!!"

Saint Ancestor Yuansha let out an unwilling roar, his voice filled with anger and despair.

The Shura Dharma image gradually disintegrated and shattered in the light of the interweaving of Buddha and demon, as if it was torn into pieces by an invisible force.

The sound of chains clanging came from the depths of the rift, and seventy-two huge bronze chains looked like dragons emerging from the sea.

It broke through the clouds, carrying endless power and majesty, and dragged all the runaway evil spirits back to the Nine Netherworlds, bringing peace back to this world.

The black tide receded, and the altar was reduced to ruins. The silver light of the Wind and Thunder Wings gradually faded, and the shadow of the Thunder Peng disappeared. "The real disaster has just begun..."

Before he finished speaking, the shadow of the underworld gate appeared at the base of the wings. Behind the gate, a bronze tripod rose and fell, and the insects in the tripod chirped up and down.

The green light of the Magic Suppression Ring suddenly grew stronger, and five rays of light wrapped around the neck of the giant wolf like a dragon.

Xuan Qingzi held the Tian'a sword in his hand, and the blade shone with a dazzling green light.

His long beard and hair fluttered in the wind, and where his sword pointed, the void cracked into spider-web-like patterns.

Qi Miao Zhenren's hands were like flying butterflies, and the words of "Mantras to Suppress Demons" appeared on the five emerald rings.

Every time an inch of the spell lit up, an inch of the giant wolf's silver-white fur became charred.

Xuan Qingzi shouted: "You evil beast, die!"

The sword pointed directly at the magic crystal between the giant wolf's eyebrows.

The sword flashed past, and the evil spirit melted away like boiling soup poured over snow.

However, just as he was about to touch the wolf's head, something strange happened.

A sly smile flashed across the giant wolf's scarlet pupils. Its front paws, which were bound by the emerald ring, suddenly broke off, and black blood gushed out like a waterfall.

"Not good, this is a blood sacrifice!"

Qi Miao Zhenren's expression suddenly changed and the magic formula in his hand changed rapidly.

The pool of black blood condensed into the shadow of Saint Yuansha in the air.

The Shura Dharmadhatu with three heads and six arms laughed wildly towards the sky, and smashed the bone pestle in his palm heavily towards the center of the altar.

The green glow of the Dragon Seal embedded in the Chiling Soft Jade Stele suddenly increased, and the fragments of the "Avici Sutra" on the stele squirmed like a living thing, and the entire altar groaned as if it could not bear the heavy burden.

With a "crack", there was a muffled sound of chains breaking coming from deep in the earth veins, and Gui Ling's mountain seal was smashing the southeast stone pillar in half.

The light of the eighty-one array pillars dimmed instantly, and the ninth layer of space began to distort and collapse.

The silver lines on Chen Yun's wind and thunder wings flickered, and his spiritual sense swept the ground.

Thousands of gold-eating insects have penetrated the base of the monument. The mouthparts of the insects are shining with golden light, and they are devouring the Buddha and devil energy contained in the Chiling soft jade! "How dare you, ant!" Yuansha's shadow glared at him, and the bone pestle swept across the void.

Seventy-two bronze chains suddenly stretched out from the cracks in the underworld. At the end of each chain was a ferocious ghost head, spewing the Nine Nether Devil Flame from its mouth and rushing towards everyone.

Lin Yinping's brocade handkerchief exploded into pieces in an instant, and the five-colored spiritual light wrapped around Xu's Nascent Soul and made it flee in a panic.

The corpse bear swung its bloody blade to cut off the entangled chains, but found that the Silver-Winged Yaksha had been bitten on the right wing by the ghost head, and purple-black blood was gushing out like a spring.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, if you don't come out now, when will you come?"

Gui Ling roared loudly, his voice like thunder, and his body exploded in an instant like a towering mountain.

Along with this powerful force, the gilded Buddha bone broke out of his body.

The "Heart Sutra" was engraved on each bone, transforming into a thousand-foot-long golden "卍" seal, pressing hard towards the crack in the space.

Chen Yun's pupils suddenly shrank, and in an instant, the Golden Thunder Bamboo Sword Formation in his sleeve rose up.

The evil-repelling divine thunder and the golden light of the Buddha's bones merged with each other and condensed into the full text of "The Art of Tempering Gold" in the void.

The gold-eating worm king flapped its wings and came over, with the true image of Ksitigarbha on its back smiling compassionately, as if it contained endless compassion and wisdom.

The swarm of insects rushed towards the altar like a golden tide, and wherever they passed, all the mysterious magic patterns were annihilated.

Yuansha's phantom waved his six arms, and the sharp bloody blade slashed towards the edge of the golden seal.

At this moment, Chen Yun had teleported to the front of the Dragon Seal. The Samsara Seal on his palm resonated with the inscription and vibrated continuously.

"You dare!"

The Shura Dharma Image roared angrily, shaking the sky, and the bone pestle smashed down with the Nine Netherworld black tide.

Chen Yun did not evade, and the bronze rust at the base of Fenglei's wings peeled off quietly, revealing the seal array diagram engraved on Lei Peng's bones.

At the critical moment, the eighty-one stone figurines suddenly formed seals and knelt down, and a vast amount of pure energy continuously poured into the center of the formation.

"boom--"

The sky and earth seemed to be hanging upside down, and the sun and the moon fell at the same time.

The Dragon Seal exploded into dust in the light of the interweaving of Buddha and devil, and the crack in the underworld suddenly shrank like the mouth of a giant beast closing.

The bronze chain broke and flew everywhere, and the ghost head wailed before turning into green smoke.

Yuansha's shadow gradually disintegrated in the purification of the Pure World Brahma Sound, and his last look was full of resentment:

"Ant, the gate to the underworld has opened..."

In the ruins of the ancient altar, the black python that was originally transformed from the Black Wind Flag let out wailing sounds and slowly fell.

The corpse bear held the bloody blade tightly around the flagpole, and was about to take the opportunity to escape, but he never expected.

A golden net formed by the gathering of evil-repelling divine thunder suddenly covered his head, blocking his way.

At this moment, all the golden locks on Lin Yinping's wrists shattered. She fell to the ground powerlessly, holding the dying Lingxi Peacock in her arms.

Xuan Qingzi's Tian'a sword was also broken into pieces, and his Taoist robe had long been stained with blood, but he still laughed loudly:
"Happy! So happy!"

Qi Miao Zhenren's Yin-Yang Ring had been completely destroyed, and his eyes fell on the buzzing Black Wind Flag in Chen Yun's hand.

There was a barely perceptible glimmer of lust in his eyes, but it was fleeting.

Suddenly, he noticed that a swarm of gold-eating insects were quietly circling around him, and finally he sighed helplessly: "Every generation has its own talented people..."

At this moment, a huge vibration like thunder came from deep within the earth.

Chen Yun gently stroked the newly formed spatial patterns on the Wind and Thunder Wings.

This is the phantom of the gate leading to the underworld.

Chen Yun's pupils suddenly contracted, and the magic formula on his fingertips was activated like a storm.

The seventy-two Green Bamboo Bee Cloud swords trembled and left the sword sheaths. Golden arcs of electricity moved like dragons among the sword formations, illuminating the entire altar with flickering lights.

The voice transmitted by Yin Yue in his consciousness was more urgent than ever before:

"The demon soul is imprisoned by the Forbidden Magic Ring. Now is the best time to behead it!"

"rise!"

Chen Yun let out a low shout, and the sword formation turned into a golden rainbow a hundred feet long.

Before the sword arrived, the Xuanyin stone bricks around the altar had already cracked inch by inch under the Gengjin sword energy.

The thunder ball condensed by the evil-repelling divine thunder was suspended on the tip of the sword, and the shadow of the Silver Moon Spirit could be vaguely seen blending with the lightning.

This was a sign that she was pouring all her spiritual power into it.

The giant wolf was still lying in the center of the altar, with five emerald rings embedded deep in its fur.

Qi Miao Zhenren curled his lips into a sneer, and the magic-forbidden seal in his hand became three points brighter.

Just when the golden rainbow was about to touch the pitch-black wolf's head, something strange happened!

"Roar!"

The deafening roar set off a frenzy of demonic energy.

The wolf's body, which was supposed to be imprisoned, suddenly arched up, and its claws, as sharp as thousand-year-old black iron, tore the magic-suppressing ring into pieces.

The jade fragments flew everywhere with a fishy wind, and the Taoist robe of Xuan Qingzi, who was closest to him, was instantly cut with seventeen bloody marks.

"not good!"

The compass in Qi Miao Zhenren's hand instantly broke into two halves, and the black blood seeping out of the array pattern corroded the bluestone slabs and produced wisps of white smoke.

Only then did he realize that the stagnation of demonic energy that he had sensed earlier was just a trick of Saint Yuansha.

The surging demonic fog was mixed with the foul aura of the Netherworld that could obscure divine consciousness.

Madam Mu was trying to control the gilded shuttle with her fingers when she was suddenly hit in the waist and abdomen by a giant claw formed by demonic energy.

The aura that protected her body shattered like thin paper. She looked down and saw half of her body sliding down. As soon as her Nascent Soul escaped, it was tightly grasped by the devil's claws.

Xuan Qingzi's eyes were red with anger, and the Tian'a Ancient Sword burst out with an unprecedented yellow light, and he roared: "Evil beast!"

The shadow of Jianshan fell with a loud bang, and thirty-six sword auras crushed the three stone pillars on the west side of the altar into powder.

The giant wolf's purple eyes flashed with sarcasm, and wherever its tail swept past, the evil spirit turned into two monsters with eagle heads and human bodies.

The black blades in their hands slashed with piercing screams, and the Silver-winged Yaksha barely avoided the vital points.

But a large piece of the scales on the left wing was shaved off, and dark golden demon blood splashed on the altar inscription.

It actually caused dense blood-colored patterns to appear on the ground.

"Red Ringing Drum!"

Qi Miao Zhenren bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood. The palm-sized fiery red drum instantly swelled up in the wind.

On the drum surface, a mysterious three-legged golden crow totem appears, and every drum sound is like boiling magma splashing out.

In an instant, the air within a hundred feet radius twisted and evaporated, as if one was in a flaming purgatory.

The ice silk ribbon in Lin Yinping's hand was under this heat.

In an instant, she turned black and curled up, her face changed slightly, and she hurriedly sacrificed her natal cold jade bead, barely able to protect her body.

At this moment, Chen Yun also felt that his meridians were as if they were in a furnace, extremely hot.

Fortunately, he had the Qingyuan Sword and Shield that automatically rotated, which was how he withstood the surging heat wave. (End of this chapter)