Chapter 505: A Mess (2)
Strands of golden light fell from the sky.
On the surface of the Yuling Banner, in the thick black evil light, the souls of Chi Huoyuan and the other three were struggling and roaring frantically.
However, faced with the studio's most precious treasure that had been nurtured with countless lives, and faced with the trillions of war ghosts within the Imperial Spirit Banner, the four of them tried their best to release secret techniques from their souls, ignited wisps of heart fire and killed countless war ghosts, but were eventually dragged into the Imperial Spirit Banner bit by bit.
Mi Xin gently shook the Imperial Spirit Banner, and a secret spell was activated, and boundless evil energy rolled up, and four more half-step heavenly souls appeared in the Imperial Spirit Banner. The pitch-black Imperial Spirit Banner glowed with evil light, and its power suddenly soared.
The golden light in the sky enveloped the flaming bodies of the four half-step heavenly elders. An elder of the Hu family took out an antidote and stuffed it into the mouths of the four people, dissolving the rapidly spreading and raging poison in their bodies. The golden light shook, and four bodies with terrifying auras slowly flew into the sky and were taken into the Small Vajra Xumi Mountain by Lu Yi.
The souls were devoured by the Yuling Banner, and the four bodies with terrifying cultivation were shrouded in a layer of faint golden light, and were refined into Taoist soldiers in an instant.
"Converting" the cultivators of Yuanlingtian will cause a fierce reaction from the consciousness of heaven and earth.
But after refining them into Dao soldiers, in a sense, Chi Huoyuan and the other three were already completely dead... and the consciousness of heaven and earth would not care about the death of cultivators. In such a large Yuanlingtian, there would be hundreds of thousands of cultivators of all sizes dying one day.
Lu Yi engraved the inheritance of the Mahavairocana Pure Land Sect into the bodies of the four people.
Under the urging of the Taoist secret method, Chi Huoyuan's four Taoist soldiers began to silently practice the secret method of the Great Brahma Pure World Sect. The raging flames in their bodies began to transform little by little into the clear Pure World Buddha Flame, and the purity and lethality of the flames began to soar upwards.
"Kill!" Hu Buwei shouted again, without even looking at Mi Xin, and rushed into Shengyang Palace with countless studio killers.
Mountain peaks, caves, palaces, and secret places...
The mountain gate of Shengyang Palace stretches for nearly three hundred thousand miles, with countless caves and secret realms. Although the mountain guarding formation has been completely destroyed, those caves, secret realms, and even palaces and pavilions are guarded by large and small defensive formations.
Although the Grand Elders who stayed behind in Shengyang Palace were annihilated, Shengyang Palace still had a surprising number of Illuminating Void Realm Elders, Deacons of Condensing Dao Fruit Realm, and countless elite disciples of the direct, true, inner, and outer sects. In addition, Shengyang Palace specialized in the cultivation of fire-related Taoism, and they also had a deep attainment in casting and puppetry.
As the studio killers continued to invade, the forbidden ambushes in various places in Shengyang Palace were constantly launched. Flame war puppets poured out from all directions, and the fearless ones fought with the equally fearless studio killers.
In many places, some desperate disciples of the Shengyang Palace simply detonated restrictions and formations, ignited underground fire veins, and died together with the attacking disciples of the Shadow Studio.
The fire was raging in the mountains and forests, and the sky above the Shengyang Palace was already burning red with flames.
After Mi Xin activated the Soul Control Banner and refined the spirits of the four supreme elders, he bowed towards the sky and greeted an elder of the photo studio beside him.
The elder of the studio waved his hand, and the twelve supreme assassins of the studio surrounded him. Various weapons flew everywhere, like carvings, leaving various wounds on Mi Xin's body. Finally, the elder of the studio flicked his finger, and a dark thunder fell on Mi Xin's left knee. With a roar, Mi Xin's entire left leg was blown to pieces. Mi Xin howled in pain and turned into a flame that flew into the sky.
When the mountain protection formation of Shengyang Palace was breached.
In the Cangling Plain, Molong City, in an extremely luxurious forest garden, Yinyuan and Baiyuan are... swinging on a swing!
There was an extremely tall old banyan tree. On one of its extremely thick branches, there were two ropes woven with thin soft vines. On the ropes, a large number of tiny wild flowers were grown using secret techniques. They were colorful and extremely gorgeous.
At the bottom of the rope, which was nearly a hundred feet long, was tied a three-foot-long and one-foot-wide wooden board.
Bai Yuan and Yin Yuan stood on the swing, one in front and one behind, with happy faces. The breeze echoed around them, pushing the swing high. Bai Yuan's happy laughter floated for several miles with the wind.
Next to the swing, dozens of pretty and lovely maids were holding trays of various colors, filled with fine wine, tea, various exquisite snacks, fruits, etc., all of which were rare treasures, just waiting for Bai Yuan and Yin Yuan to come down and enjoy them when they were tired of playing.
"Brother Yin, this is the happiest day of my life!" Bai Yuan's face was full of happiness, and he rested his head on Yin Yuan's chest.
Yin Yuan's chest muscles twitched a few times, and he patted the back of Bai Yuan's head. He laughed and said, "This is just the beginning. I, Yin Yuan, will make you, Xiao Bai, happier and more blessed every day than the day before! Shall we go hunting tomorrow?"
Yin Yuan smiled and said, "We don't need magic or spells. We can just be like a couple in the secular world, using the weakest soft bow, small arrows, riding a pony, and taking a hound with us to wander around the mountains and forests... If we feel like it, we can just sit down and have fun!"
Bai Yuan was so excited that his face flushed with smiles: "Okay, okay, okay, no need for magical powers, no need for spells... Oh, if days like this could last forever..."
Yin Yuan shrugged his shoulders: "Isn't this easy? These evil spirits, from the perspective of now, don't seem to be very harmful. They are indeed strange, but they only kill some mortals and low-level cultivators... Have you ever heard of any masters above the Golden Lotus level being robbed? No!"
"So, this evil disaster is nothing more than a minor disease. With the help of the great elders of the Miro Sect, Shengyang Palace, and Senluo Sect, it will be easy to wipe them out."
Yin Yuan smiled and said, "But we can't let them act too quickly. Let's delay the extermination of the evil spirits. The longer it takes, the more time we will have to enjoy ourselves in Cangling Plain."
"Especially, Xiaobai, you are here to accumulate external energy. If this evil is pacified too quickly, it will seem too easy ... your contribution will not be apparent!"
Yin Yuan gently hugged Bai Yuan and whispered, "However, the speed of eliminating the evil spirits can be slowed down, but the news announced to the outside world must be processed a little bit... Let the people of the world know how terrible these evil spirits are, and how difficult it is to eliminate them. Let the people of the world know how much effort and sacrifice you, Xiaobai, have spent for the sake of the people of Yuanlingtian and to eliminate these evil spirits!"
Bai Yuan nodded vigorously: "What Brother Yin said is indeed reasonable."
Before in Jiancheng, Bai Yuan always called Yin Yuan "Brother Yin"... but in just a short time, he has turned to the more intimate "Brother Yin".
Yin Yuan smiled, resting his chin on Bai Yuan's forehead, and asked in a low voice, "I heard that there was a big commotion in Jiancheng?"
Bai Yuan waved his hand indifferently: "It's just a small matter, just a lung furnace, what's the big deal?"
Yin Yuan narrowed his eyes: "So, what about the headmaster?"
Bai Yuan turned around and hugged Yin Yuan: "Hey, why bother with him? I heard he was injured, but not dead... It's nothing serious, it has nothing to do with us."
Yin Yuan nodded slowly, he looked up at the sky, muttering to himself in his heart - for Ji Sheng Tian, I even sacrificed my own appearance. But how can say it? This little life is still enjoyable!
However, since I am alone, the harm I can cause is relatively small.
The group of Yuan Lingtian's trusted followers that he brought with him, such as the eunuchs represented by Yu Changle who were still hanging around in the bottom floor of the photo studio, could be slowly gathered together.
If you want to bring disaster to the country and the people, how can you do it without eunuchs?
Right next to the courtyard where Yinyuan and Baiyuan were swinging on the swing, on top of a rockery built with top-grade spiritual jade, in an exquisite flower hall, two supreme elders from the Miro Sect, the Senluo Sect, and the Shengyang Palace were drinking tea and appreciating the scenery.
Since they came to Molong City to help Bai Yuan eliminate the evil spirits at Bai Yuan's request, the three major sects naturally had to show their support for Bai Yuan's safety. The three major sects showed their sincerity by assigning people to take turns on a monthly basis and being on standby beside Bai Yuan at all times.
The six elders in the flower hall and the two elders of the Miro religion have exquisite magic spells. The condensed innate mystical magic has enormous destructive power. They are like walking human nuclear bombs with amazing deterrent power.
The two elders of Shengyang Palace had extremely high skills. They sat upright on the chairs, with fiery light leaking out of every pore, making the rockery look like it was in the scorching summer. The maids who were serving on the side were sweating profusely and their faces flushed.
The Miro Sect and the Shengyang Palace are both super sects known for their combat power. With the same cultivation level, they can easily crush the cultivators of other sects. To a certain extent, the identities and status of these four elders are equal, so they are all laughing and talking happily.
And those two elders of Senluo Sect?
The Senluo Sect, as Lu Yi knew, had many schools within it, and the directions of study were too diverse. There were two elders here, one specialized in alchemy, and the other specialized in formations. Although their realm had reached the half-step heavenly realm, their personalities were those of old nerds, and their frontal combat capabilities were dispensable.
Therefore, the two of them just sat there in a daze, and did not participate in the conversation between the other four elders.
The two elders of Shengyang Palace looked at the two from Senluo Sect from time to time, and shook their heads from time to time - Senluo Sect was really in decline. Thirty thousand years ago, Senluo Sect was the number one sect in Yuanlingtian, but now? The true strength of Senluo Sect can only barely rank in the top fifty of the top 100 sects in Yuanlingtian?
Top thirty at most, no more.
At this moment, low roars of thunder and fire rang out from the sleeves of the two elders of the Shengyang Palace at the same time.
The two elders were stunned, then stood up at the same time, waving their sleeves, and two thumb-sized red gems with countless runes inside flew out. The gems vibrated rapidly, continuously spewing out dazzling flames, and emitting increasingly loud thunderous sounds.
"The sect was attacked... Was the mountain protection formation breached?"
The two elders of Shengyang Palace turned pale with horror and screamed in shock.
