Chapter 171: The Sword of Transformation "How did you find out."The voice rang out. The Sword of Incarnation disappeared, and the two fallen Nascent Souls also disappeared. Instead, there was the black dragon that had appeared before. Its huge eyes were like the sun staring at Su Chen. Just by looking at the aura, you can tell that this is a top-level Nascent Soul, a terrifying giant monster in the third realm. "This……" "Heavenly level..." Both Hong Yun and the donkey monster were so frightened that they turned around and fled towards the Xuanfeng tribe. At this time. This black dragon from the Heavenly Realm also pounced towards them, but it was vague and seemed to be deliberately trying to drive them into the mirage projected city of the Xuanfeng tribe. In this regard. However, Su Chen stretched out his hand to stop them.
"Are you still pretending?" "If there really is a black dragon of the third realm, why would we need to kill it? With just one soul pressure, everyone present would be shattered to pieces." fake? Hong Yun looked at this third-level black dragon with some doubt, but no matter how he looked at it, this black dragon was a life form of the third level, and its aura and appearance could not be fake at all. One can tell at a glance that it is the terrifying old demon that was suppressed in the deepest part of the Lost Illusion ten thousand years ago. "Ridiculous." "You, you've made a mistake." The black dragon laughed grimly and fell from the sky. In an instant, smoke and dust rose up, and the carriage was razed to the ground in an instant. "No!" The donkey demon was frightened. Hong Yun was even more shocked and angry. At this moment, he unleashed the strongest trump card hidden in his body. This is a rune! It is so powerful that it can unleash a Nascent Soul attack. however. The smoke cleared. Nothing happened. Su Chen's palm slowly pressed on the uneasy red cloud and the trembling donkey demon. In an instant, all the horrible scenes disappeared. Instead. It was a misty giant that seemed to have life, with its eyes open, staring at them. "Illusion?" "What a powerful illusion. I have no doubt that if I really believed that what I just saw was real, I would definitely die in that illusion."
Hongyun deserves it. Suddenly, he looked at Su Chen in disbelief. How did Mr. Su see through such an illusion? Even if a true Nascent Soul cultivator of the third stage were here, he might not be able to see through the true appearance of this black dragon in the illusion. "How did you tell?" "Everything about me should be top secret in the Western Region Headquarters." The mirage beast was looking at Su Chen. He had discovered a long time ago that an extraordinary guy had entered the Lost Illusion, but he didn't expect that even after he took action himself, he was unable to capture the guy and his traces were exposed. "This is the carrier of the Lost Illusion, the Mirage Beast. Isn't it in the Western Region's main altar? Why did it appear here and attack the people of our seven tribes..." Hongyun was a little surprised. The Mirage Beast is a top-level Nascent Soul life form. Its attack power may not be strong enough, but it is a tricky creature that can only be killed by a Spiritual Transformation cultivator. This thing is the sacred beast of the headquarters and the totem of the human race in the Western Regions. but. Now, it looked like it was attacking them. "Who said I was that old mirage beast?" "I don't know what kind of magic potion the old man has been fed to you humans. He looks like he wants to keep peace for the human race. It makes me sick just looking at him. I am a mirage beast from outer space who came to the battlefield." "However, it is still possible to invade the territory of that old mirage beast and master a part of the lost illusion." This gray and misty mirage beast is narrating. He was huge in size, and even though they were all inside the body of this mirage beast, there was a strong wind blowing back, and the carriage was pulled uncontrollably towards the Xuanfeng tribe. No one knew what means were used. "Mr. Su, what should we do?" Hong Yun looked at Su Chen. He was somewhat glad that he had brought Su Chen, the powerful and mysterious Eastern Region Golden Elixir. He was also somewhat regretful. If he had known that it would be so dangerous before reaching the cave, he would not have come. Good luck, good luck, you must hold on to them to turn danger into safety. Hongyun prayed like this. Su Chen did not respond, because after being pulled into the Xuanfeng tribe, it was like he had come to another world. That's right. It's dark and deep here, just like underground. There is a huge tiankeng, a thousand feet deep, with no end in sight. There are countless damaged magic weapons here, which are shining with all kinds of spiritual light. Do not! This is not spiritual light, but the various strange phenomena of heaven and earth that remain after the Nascent Soul or the Golden Elixir is destroyed and the soul returns to heaven and earth. The Taoist magic and creation in the body cannot be integrated into the heaven and earth.
"There are dozens or even hundreds of magic weapons with residual Nascent Soul aura on them, not to mention the others..." "How many powerful people have fallen here?" "In the Western Regions, when did so many powerful people die? How come I have never heard of this before? Even if the seven major tribes, plus the headquarters, are together, they can't gather such a number of Nascent Souls..." The donkey demon was moving forward. Hongyun looked at the vast sinkhole in front of him and fell silent. Vaguely. He had a bad feeling. This place, I'm afraid, is already in the cave. The mirage beast used some means to teleport them all into the cave, and no one knew what its plan was. "mine!" "Bullshit! I saw it first!" In the distance, there was a roar. The carriage was moving towards the place where the sound came from. Finally, they saw two Nascent Souls fighting around a black fruit surrounded by colorful spiritual light. No. This is a magic weapon. A relatively complete Nascent Soul magic weapon that was refined to the seventh level during his lifetime. In the Western Region. Those who practice Qigong and build foundation all use magical weapons and spiritual weapons. The Jindan realm is about controlling magic weapons, which are further divided into Xudan magic weapons, Zhendan magic weapons, and Jindan magic weapons. When a cultivator reaches the Nascent Soul stage, in addition to the Dharma image, he incorporates a breath of the Great Dao into the magic weapon that he cultivated through the union of nature and life. It becomes his natal magic weapon, which is both a magic weapon and a Dharma image, and he has obtained a first-level Nascent Soul magic weapon. He was able to nurture his natal magic weapon to the seventh level. Before the death of this treasure's owner, he was a celestial being in the third stage of the Nascent Soul. No wonder. In such a dangerous place as the cave, the two Nascent Souls fought each other fiercely. "Um!?" "The carriage of the Nanli tribe..." For a moment, the two Nascent Souls stopped. They had all seen how powerful Su Chen was. Even the Lost Illusion could not do anything to this man. He was probably not much weaker than a second level Hunxu. There is a tendency for the two Nascent Souls to join forces. See this. Su Chen withdrew his gaze, kicked the donkey demon under his feet, and said.
"Detour." Talk about it. He also has a Sun and Moon Magic Wheel from Senior Brother Wu Ya on his body, which was a powerful Dharma image passed down by the founder of the Sun and Moon Taoist Sect. It is a ninth-level Nascent Soul magic weapon. The external Dharma forms left behind by powerful weapon cultivators can be inherited, but the path to immortality must be the same or similar. However, one must be careful when refining, because there may be old shady people who leave tricks in the relics in the hope of taking over the body and being reborn... soon. They leave. Two Yuanyings decided the winner, and one of them fled in defeat. The one who stayed behind laughed out loud. "Didn't I succeed in the end?" Done. He refined the Seventh Revolution Relic on the spot, but not long after, he looked horrified. "This……" There was a look of pain and struggle on his face. He tried to force out the magic weapon that looked like a black fruit, but he failed in the end. After a long time, he finally woke up. "hehe." “How many years have passed…” A low, hoarse voice sounded. In a trance, the person is still the same person, but it seems that he has become another person. … The tiankeng was very large. As the carriage moved forward, it encountered many Nascent Souls fighting with each other along the way. Some of the Golden Cores were not qualified to appear here. Fortunately, Su Chen is here. Therefore. The donkey demon is here and can continue to move forward unhindered. I don’t know how long I walked forward. soon. They met the first Nascent Soul cultivator who was not from the Lost Illusion. He is an old man. All hair and beard are white. There was a faint golden glow on the skin, the chest was pierced, and the heart was nowhere to be found. The blood is still warm.
Obviously, he had just died. "This is an elder from the Shangqing tribe, who is at the second level of Soul Void." "The Shangqing tribe is a large tribe in the top three. He was also one of the first people on the flying boat who entered the cave and lost contact." "Great." "They are still alive..." Hongyun touched the still warm corpse and spoke excitedly. The body of the old man had obviously escaped from the front, but it was unknown what monster had dug out his heart with one claw. The carriage moved on. No matter how vast the tiankeng is, it is time to come to an end. At the end, there were figures whistling, or thunder and fire, or huge magic weapons, and terrifying Taoism, all exploding and colliding above the cave. A large group of Nascent Souls were fighting, and Nan Litian was among them. He didn't know what opportunity he got. At this time, he had already become a powerful Soul Void master in the second stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. It's not just him. Many people in the first realm have taken this step, their true souls have transformed, and they have entered the realm of void soul. The scene was lively. The third-level Nascent Soul elder at the main temple was not among them. A large group of Nascent Souls of the second level were fighting each other for something, and blood rained down from the sky from time to time. This was a strange phenomenon created by the fall of Nascent Souls and being torn into pieces. In the center of the melee, there was a dragon-shaped sword, shining with extraordinary nine-colored divine light, inserted upside down on a rock. The sword of transformation! This is actually the sword of incarnation projected in the mirage. If one could fly into the air and stand above the sky, one would be able to clearly see that this is the Xuanfeng tribe. For some reason, this incredible battlefield ruins appeared in the Xuanfeng tribe. Along the way, Su Chen made special calculations. In the battlefield ruins of this tiankeng, there are dozens or even hundreds of fallen Yuanying... Do not! It may be even higher than this number. We also have to consider that the Nascent Soul may fall, the magic weapon may be directly broken, or it may be too old to withstand the baptism of time, or the magic weapon may lose its spiritual power and be directly destroyed... "This tiankeng battlefield ruins is at least ten thousand years old." "and."
"All the Nascent Soul magic weapons that have survived are, without exception, left behind by high-level Nascent Soul cultivators, standing at the pinnacle of the second level of Soul Void, or directly representing a Heavenly Man Realm..." Su Chen stood by and watched from afar. Even though the incarnation relic was right in front of him, he was not very interested. On the other hand, Hongyun was very interested. But he was too weak. If the little golden elixir left the carriage and lost Su Chen's protection, it would be turned into ashes by the remaining winds on the battlefield. Jindan, here, is nothing. The fighting intensified. Yuanying kept falling down, turning into a blood rain that filled the sky. It seemed to nourish the dragon-shaped sword, causing it to vibrate continuously, and the spiritual light covering it became more and more dazzling. There seemed to be no danger in the cave, only chance and luck. But Su Chen knew. In the cave, there are still many demons from outside the domain hiding in the dark... This is not normal. It was as if these extraterritorial demons were all waiting, waiting for someone to pull out this dragon-shaped divine sword. "Damn it." "No more grabbing." "I quit! You guys can take your time to grab this divine relic..." Finally, one of the Nascent Souls could not stand such an intense fight anymore. He was seriously injured and covered in blood. He used some secret treasure to fly three hundred feet into the air, and then disappeared into the distance in an instant. Su Chen glanced in that direction. He saw clearly. Soon. The life fire of this escaped Nascent Soul was extinguished. he died. In an instant, he died, and he didn't even know what had taken away his lifespan. There was no noise at all. "Hahaha!" "The divine relic belongs to me!" a long time. The winner finally appeared.
There were only a few cats and dogs left on the scene, and those who should take action had already taken action. At this moment, a white-haired young man roared to the sky, exuding the aura of a celestial being. He is a strong man in the headquarters. He activated some kind of secret treasure in his body and stepped half a foot into the realm of heaven and man. His own natal magic weapon and external Dharma image also briefly stepped into the seventh level at this moment. then. He swept in all directions and grasped the dragon-shaped sword. "hateful." "Just a little bit." "This is the incarnation relic..." The other Nascent Souls looked unwilling and jealous. But soon. They won’t be jealous anymore. "what!" "What's inside this sword..." "Help! There's something in here!" This powerful man from the headquarters screamed, and his expression changed rapidly, sometimes looking vicissitudes and indifferent, sometimes panic-stricken. Finally, not long after, he was no longer able to breathe. All the blood and flesh on his body dried up. In a blink of an eye. A being who was half a step away from the realm of heaven and man had fallen. All that was left was a dried corpse that was still holding the hilt of the sword and trying to draw it. "Transformed into a spirit... a remnant soul?!" "There is still a remnant of the spirit in this sword..." at this time. The other Nascent Souls were so frightened that they no longer had any desire to fight for the treasure. They all retreated, and some even realized something was wrong and turned around to run away. next moment. All the Nascent Souls and those hiding in the dark were swept back and gathered near the sword. The carriage carrying Su Chen was also among them. "hehe!" "I finally got you to the second level. It's time to repay you." "What are you running for?"
"No one can leave until you draw your sword." The person hiding in the dark finally came out. He is no one else. Vines were wrapped around his body, like a green tree man, his eyes were dark, gloomy and cold, he was the old man from the headquarters on the flying boat, the third-level Nascent Soul old man who had gone to an unknown place. (End of this chapter)