Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons Chapter 559

Chapter 559 Shenyue holds the blue sky, and the white tiger comes down the mountain again

[In the first year, you reviewed the Hedao realm skills that you had already mastered. According to Yue Tianji's prompts, you tried to use the Qingtian method again to suppress the true meaning of Shen Yue in your body]

As the deduction begins, the demon's lifespan quickly passes.

Shen Yi sat cross-legged in the quiet cave, and his whole figure became erratic again, as if he had integrated into everything around him. Even the smallest flow of breath was under his control.

This is the power of the Hedao Realm spiritual method, which is almost beyond the scope of moves and closer to the scope of the realm.

With the help of Yue Tianji, Shen Yi quickly blended the two methods of Qingtian and Zhenyue together, and suppressed the true meaning of Shen Yue in his body.

Under the double crushing of the spiritual method and the precious method, coupled with the infusion of the vast demon life essence, the true meaning of the gods soon became as weak as a candle in the wind.

However, when this ray of true intention almost collapsed, Shen Yi discovered something was wrong.

Even though it seemed to him that only a short time had passed, in fact every change in his body was due to nearly a thousand years of hard training in the panel.

In such a long time, under the suppression of the desolate blue sky, this ray of true meaning turned from the mountains to the slopes, from the slopes to the stubborn rocks, and finally only a grain of dust remained.

At this point, the changes come to an abrupt end.

No matter how familiar Shen Yi is with the techniques and how powerful his realm is, this speck of dust will never be destroyed.

Shen Yi was silent for a long time and suddenly stopped pouring Shouyuan: "Are you sure you are right?"

"I -" Yue Tianji's tone suddenly lost the previous certainty, because he found that his master was doing it exactly according to the way he taught him, and there was no fault in the whole process, but he was still unable to deduce it even half a step forward.

But he still felt a little ridiculous: "Could it be that a grain of dust is trying to suppress the blue sky?"

"Let's try it."

Shen Yi's biggest advantage is that with the support of the demon Shouyuan, he has trial and error opportunities that other monks cannot dream of.

He closed his eyes and felt the weak true meaning of Shenyue, which seemed insignificant under the vast blue sky.

To be honest, with my current strength, trying to make an enemy of the Great Immortal Hongze is no different from the dust and sand in the blue world. The other party can destroy the Qin Sect Master with one palm, and killing myself is a matter of just a few fingers. .

Just thinking about the white rhinoceros magic weapon she saw that day still makes Shen Yi feel terrified.

But if you don't even dare to think about it, then you really have no chance.

Thinking of this, Shen Yi calmed down and began to cultivate this true meaning again, so the dust and sand grew bigger again, gradually turning into a majestic and gorgeous mountain over the long years.

He raised his palms and sent the mountain high into the sky.

Then use the Zhenyue method with all your strength.

The blue sky is like a blue ocean, and the sacred mountains are like hidden reefs in the water. It only takes one wave to submerge them.

In the face of spiritual magic, ordinary Hedao realm skills appear so weak.

Yue Tianji was in the panel deduction, spending every day in a real way, and he could more truly observe how dangerous the master was in.

The opponent will either be submerged in this vastness and lose his mind, or he will forcefully try to suppress the blue sky, using his arms as a chariot and seeking his own death. There is almost no third way to go.

However, the next moment, he realized something was wrong.

Shen Yi transformed into Shenyue and did not try to suppress the blue sky. Instead, she stood quietly in the endless sky like a tiny stone tablet, hiding herself behind the clouds and mist.

Hide first, survive first.

This instinctive idea seemed to be diametrically opposed to the enterprising spirit required to defeat the strong by the weak, but the deduction process that had been slow to make progress finally changed.

Yue Tianji thought hard for a long time before suddenly understanding.

The reason why he saves his life first is because the master firmly believes that he will win in the end... He wants to compete with God to see who can survive to the end. Although it sounds a bit strange, it is not a kind of self-confidence.

at the same time.

The entire inner gate of Banshan Sect trembled slightly.

Yan Chongzhang, who was comforting the disciples of the sect, seemed to have expected something and suddenly turned his head to look in a certain direction.

The next moment, he watched helplessly as the nameless low mountain soared into the air, fell into the air, and then quickly rose up, turning into a majestic and gorgeous treasure mountain at a speed visible to the naked eye, showing its original appearance!

Then it began to shrink again, until it became the size of a palm, and then it rushed towards the quiet cave where Shen Yi was!

boom-

With the crazy pouring of demon longevity energy with a unit of one hundred thousand years, this treasure mountain crashed into Shen Yi's body, was instantly refined, and sat in the inner palace, replacing the original true meaning of the gods.

[Remaining demon lifespan: 460,000 years]

[Hedao (immortal). Shenyue Zhen Qingtian: Getting Started]

Shen Yi slowly opened her eyes, her pupils restrained from all sharpness and appeared simple and unpretentious.

It's like nothing happened.

Only Yue Tianji in the Ten Thousand Demons Palace could see with his own eyes how shocking and frightening the mountain in the other party's inner palace was.

This must be a gift left by an immortal.

In addition to the exercises, the great immortal even left behind a magic weapon.

Combining these three techniques together and practicing them to the beginning is the real first test, and this sacred mountain is the reward after passing the test.

Even with Yue Tianji's noble status during his lifetime, he felt extremely envious at this moment.

Such a precious secret was actually left in a remote and remote area like Xihong. It felt like finding gold on the roadside.

"Congratulations to my lord for marrying an immortal."

Listening to Yue Tianji's sincere congratulations, Shen Yi didn't pay too much attention.

To be honest, with the technique that can create such a state of mind, the immortal's mind is very dangerous... It's still unclear whether he can survive until now.

He looked inside deeply, inspecting the extra treasure in his body.

Rather than saying this is a magic weapon, it is better to say it is a heavenly material and earthly treasure that helps practice this immortal method.

Probably the immortal had already predicted that the monks who could understand the power of Shen Yue to control the blue sky would most likely not be in a good situation. Those who went with the flow, such as Yue Tianji, would not believe the nonsense about using gravel to control the blue sky.

Dust is dust, and heaven and earth are heaven and earth.

The former should be severely suppressed by the latter, just like the other three floods, they should be subordinated to the Northern Flood.

The exercises are also challenging.

Therefore, the immortal would leave this mountain behind to help the monks who have learned the Dharma and not be destitute.

At least for now, with Shen Yi's cultivation level, he cannot control this treasure mountain at all, and can only passively receive its protection.

"Take your time."

Shen Yi stood up and looked outside the quiet cave.

He now wants to know where the leader of the Haoyue Frost Tiger Clan is now and what the Glazed Qingfeng Clan is doing.

At this moment, a gentle voice sounded from Shen Yi's Taoist sign.

"Is Sect Master Shen nearby?"

Shen Yi thought for a moment before realizing who the owner of this voice was.

It was the big tree that he most wanted to lean on when he was being chased by the tiger demon, Ji Jingxi, the leader of the Qingyue Sect.

Xihong, Hanyue Mountain.

The man whose body was covered with talismans was limping towards the top of the mountain.

His mysterious white cloak had long been torn and stained with dark red, making him look extremely embarrassed.

"Oh..."

An Tingfeng breathed rapidly, looking at the mountain range in front of him that he could usually pass by in a blink of an eye. Now it was so tall that it even made him feel a little powerless to climb it.

He stopped for a moment to rest, and then started walking towards the mountain again.

The once-incomparable Great Demon of Realm Perfection, after being severely injured by Dragon Concubine Zixian, and having his demon body locked up by Situ Junrui, now looks as weak as a mortal. I don't know how much time passed.

An Tingfeng finally crossed this mountain range and came to the ancestral land.

All the ancestors of the Haoyue Frost Tiger Clan were supposed to be buried here, but at this moment, all these bones were dug out and placed straight on the ground. What's more, the remaining breath in them was sucked away by something unknown, and they have long since decayed. Unbearable.

An Tingfeng just passed by and shattered several corpses, turning them into powder and dissipating in the wind.

Finally, at the end of the ancestral land, in such a dead scene, there was a flash of rich vitality.

It was a white flower, swaying slightly in the wind.

An Tingfeng stared at the flower, and suddenly he breathed a sigh of relief. He sat next to it as if he was exhausted, and stretched out his broad, blood-stained palm. His fingers were slightly closed, slightly blocking the mountain wind for the white flower.

"Madam, I'm back."

His voice was weak, and he glanced sideways, with a bit of despair in his eyes: "I have searched all the major immortal sects and monster clans over the years, and I have found some ways to make An Yi come back to life and grow up healthily, but suddenly... It became like this.”

An Tingfeng rubbed the petals with his fingertips, bared his fangs slightly, and said with emotion: "Actually, she has come back to life, but she... refuses to come back!"

When he said the last half of the sentence, the tiger monster suddenly let out a trembling voice of anger.

"The hair and skin of the body are received from the parents."

"How could she, how dare she! Refuse to return that body to you!"

"With Madam's soul and her body, our family will be reunited happily..." An Tingfeng's breathing became heavier, as if he was immersed in that beautiful imagination.

He was once a ferocious tiger that made the older generation of demon clan fearful, but after he reached the realm of perfection, he suddenly stopped moving forward.

Others thought that he had suffered serious injuries that could not be healed during the war between his own clans.

In fact, An Tingfeng has only been separating part of his essence and blood to cultivate the white flower transformed from the lady's bones, just to keep him until An Yi grows up and then plant the flower into his daughter. inside the body.

"I did everything for reunion, but in the end I was betrayed by her!"

"Madam, have you ever thought that we would give birth to a heartless bitch?"

An Tingfeng seemed to be crying and laughing, with a face like a ghost. He covered his heart with his left hand. The healed wound there was the "reward" for An Yi's years of dedication to his father after he finally survived.

In his right palm, the white flower trembled crazily.

"Madam is also angry?"

An Tingfeng slowly put away his smile and nodded seriously: "I understand."

After the words fell, he suddenly grasped the rhizome of the white flower and said in a calm voice: "There is more than one way to reunite. Our family will eventually get back together, for example, in the body of my husband."

"I will take my wife to find her now. As the saying goes, it is the fault of a son not to teach his father. Such a lowly beast should repent and be punished in the belly of his husband."

After he finished speaking, he slowly pulled the white flower out of the ancestral land.

The branches and leaves of the flower were like human hands, slapping An Tingfeng's right palm crazily, but it did not stop him from sending himself into the mouth at all.

"You are just...too soft-hearted...just like you were many years ago...too kind."

"If you do this... you will spoil her... bad."

An Tingfeng pinched the branches and leaves that were desperately resisting him, stuffed the whole flower into his mouth, and chewed it slowly. It was clear that he was chewing a white flower, but scarlet blood quietly oozed out between his teeth. , dyed on the white teeth, adding a bit of ferocity.

"Madam, I will deal with An Yi and the monk who tricked her away. You have to trust me as my husband."

An Tingfeng swallowed the white flowers and then closed his eyes.

The next moment, the broken black and white cloak on his body was suddenly torn by the violent muscles. His strong monster body swelled in the wind, and his limbs were as thick as giant trees. He slapped the generous tiger palm on the top of Hanyue Mountain!

boom!

The huge white tiger's muscles were so tense that it almost bulged out of its sockets, its eyes widened, and the area around its vertical pupils was filled with blood.

The ferocious face suddenly raised, and a vigorous tiger roar erupted towards the sky.

If you let the tiger go back to the mountain, you will regret it eventually.

"roar-"

The roar of the tiger was continuous, crazy and shrill, as if it was suffering unimaginable pain.

The essence and blood that it had separated out over the past hundred thousand years returned to the body at once, almost tearing its monster body apart!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In front of the burst of energy and blood, the shadows of the talismans on the tiger's body collapsed one after another.

An Tingfeng rolled endlessly on the mountain top, destroying everything it touched until it was exhausted. The ancestral land was already in a mess, covered with thick bone powder.

It lay on the ground, its rapid breathing quickly turned into a deep smile, swinging in the bone burial ground, looking slightly eerie.

After taking a short rest, the ferocious tiger stood up unhurriedly and staggered down the mountain.

When he reached the foot of the broken Hanyue Mountain, a letter written in demon blood had turned into a stream of light and swept toward the water, until it reached the residence of the seventh master of the Qi family.

Sure enough, the heart of the dragon girl from the east is still in the east, or even in the south.

The demon tribe in Xihong must rely on Xilong Palace in the end.

In the Western Flood Region, in Master Qi Qi's palace.

The dragon son, who was wearing mighty heavy armor, sat on the throne, carefully read the blood book in his hand, and slowly placed it on the table.

"Seventh Prince, I seem to smell the scent of that fierce tiger. Could it be that he has also figured it out?"

There was only one guest in the hall, an old man wearing a green feather.

"Isn't this great?"

Qi Zhaoping smiled, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Who knows what kind of bad luck has happened recently. First of all, all the soldiers sent out disappeared, and their life and death were unknown. Not only did they lose their magic weapon, but they also lost face in Wanxiang Pavilion.

Being held accountable by his elder brother again, he was ordered to find the stupid bear who had no information immediately to prevent the news from leaking out.

Maybe it will come to an end.

Or maybe the recent changes in the situation in Xihong have been sensed by this group of monsters on land. When the eldest brother sent letters to ask, he was politely declined, but now these big monsters are actually coming to surrender one after another.

I will spread the good news to Nanhong later, which will also make my eldest brother happy.

Although I don't really like the hot inner fire aura on this old green phoenix.

But Qi Zhaoping still maintained the smile on his face: "Then I'll trouble your tribe to find someone to help our ferocious tiger."

"Should I help him?" Old Man Qingyu was stunned.

"It doesn't count as helping it. After all, your youngest son will most likely be lost in the hands of the Seventh Son of Nanhong." Qi Zhaoping looked over meaningfully. Although he knew that this matter was done by the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, others didn't know. , simply put the mistakes on the Seventh Son's head.

Hearing this, Old Man Qingyu's face twitched.

He pondered for a long time.

He slowly stood up and said, "That's fine, just think of it as the letter of surrender that I, the Liuli Qingfeng clan, handed over to Xilong Palace. I hope that I can use this to wipe out the past grudges."

"There is no grudge."

Qi Zhaoping waved his hand: "But you don't have to go over there to find something to do for that Sect Leader Ji."

The eldest brother's stay in Nanhong was not in vain. These days were enough for the other party to find out how many people Nanhong Seven Sons had sent to ask for help.

After finally subduing the ferocious tiger, he couldn't let the other party face off against the leader of the Qingyue Sect like this.

"Don't worry, you will soon know that the way I act in Xilong Palace is completely different from that of the woman from the east. As long as things are done well, you will benefit."

Old Qingfeng slowly leaned forward and saluted.

Of course he knew what the seventh prince was talking about.

Due to their fire nature, they were born to be disliked by Xilong Palace, so the Liuli Qingfeng clan could only stay in the most remote place in Xihong.

Now that the Xilong Palace is in chaos, the Qingfeng clan finally has a chance to breathe.

He would definitely not be willing to play the vanguard for things like Conglong Zhigong, but if he could use the power of the two Dragon Palaces to join forces to bully the Seventh Son of Nanhong, it wouldn't be a big problem.

(End of chapter)

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