Chapter 569: Each Has His Own Plan

Yan Zong's body and soul collapsed at the same time, turning into a bloody rain, falling into the dust and disappearing. Such a tragic scene caused a double impact on the vision and heart of the spectators, which was simply unimaginable.

The entire Chatian Peak, at this moment, seemed to have turned into an ancient dead place after a catastrophe, and it was terribly quiet.

No one expected that a great cultivator in the late Yuanying stage who had comprehended the extremely strong sword power would die at the hands of a demon cultivator who had just condensed a demon infant.

The emergence of this situation is absolutely rare in the world of immortal cultivation.

What's even more bizarre is that the demon cultivator who killed a generation of late Yuanying cultivators is now like a human stick, with all his limbs cut off, floating around his ****-like body, and seems to be dead. There is no movement for a long time.

However, everyone may not know that this rare and strange battle is full of incredible mysteries. This was not just a contest of magical powers, but also a contest of courage, mind and strategy.

After the battle, Wu Yan was in an unknown state.

In the eyes of everyone, he seemed a little strange at the moment. If he died in the battle, he was still talking to Yan Zong before he died. He looked proud and full of fighting spirit.

If he didn't die, he didn't say anything and didn't move after the battle. He just floated quietly in the void, with his severed limbs scattered around him, looking like a dead object without life.

However, in fact, after Wu Yan's eyes sprayed two purple sword-shaped divine lights, the mana in his body was drained out. At this time, he closed his eyes tightly, did not say anything and did not move, but was actually feeling the mystery of another magical change of the Holy Demon Clone after his limbs were cut off.

This was a magical change that he had hesitated several times before, but never dared to try.

Yan Zong died, and his soul was destroyed. The spiritual treasure Blood Mountain Seal that he had cultivated lost all its spirituality at this time, and floated quietly in the left palm of Wu Yan's broken arm, no longer moving.

The three-foot green long sword was Yan Zong's life-long magic weapon that he had cultivated for many years. At this time, it also lost all its spirituality and became dim and lightless. It fell down as Yan Zong died.

However, before the green-bladed long sword fell to the ground, it had already broken into pieces, turned into powder, and scattered into dust, accompanying the corpse of its owner who fell to the ground, and sleeping here forever.

The sword of a cultivator is like the life of the cultivator. If the sword is alive, the person will live, and if the sword dies, the person will die, and vice versa. This is a sword cultivator who truly understands the meaning of the sword.

Unfortunately, Yan Zong's mind is not right, and he is greedy, so he went astray in the way of sword cultivation.

If he did not covet the Great Evolution Sword Intention Divine Power and continued to cultivate the Killing Sword Intention with all his heart, if he could comprehend the Killing Sword Dao one day, his achievements might not be lower than that of the Great Evolution Sword God who dominated the Xumi Sea Immortal Cultivation World.

The nine Killing Sword Intention seeds left by the Great Evolution Sword God were not for his disciples to refine, but for them to comprehend and observe. If they were to refine rashly, although they could comprehend the Great Evolution Sword Intention for a while, there would be flaws in the sword Dao and the sword heart they cultivated, and then there would be irreparable flaws and hidden dangers. Once the enemy saw through the mystery and attacked them in the battle, they would inevitably end up dead.

Even worse, if time was a little longer, even if they did not fight with the enemy, but their realm was improved again, when they comprehended the sword Dao, these flaws and hidden dangers would also erupt, and then destroy themselves, and they would also end up dead.

The eight ancestors of the Great Evolution Sword Sect who forcibly refined the Great Evolution Sword Intention seeds were a lesson for us. Unfortunately, Yan Zong knew the situation well, but he still chose this path. It can be said that if you don't commit suicide, you won't die.

Wu Yan had already seen this point. Before fighting with Yan Zong, he repeatedly tested him with words. Finally, he confirmed that Yan Zong had indeed forcibly refined the seed of the Great Evolution Sword Intent. Only then did he feel confident and convinced that he had the ability to kill him.

After nine years of retreat, Wu Yan not only achieved great success in magic, but also cultivated his sword spirit and eyes. He cultivated the second magical power of the sword spirit and eyes - "Purple pupils and blue eyes divine light". This divine light is also called "purple and blue divine light". It is condensed by the sword and sword intent. The spirit is the meaning of the sword, and the light is the body of the sword. Once the sword-shaped divine light comes out, it points directly to the origin, destroys all laws, sees through all falsehoods and cuts them off, destroys all loopholes and makes them nowhere to hide.

When the two men were fighting, Wu Yan's divine light appeared, and he immediately discovered the hidden danger in Yan Zong's understanding of the Great Evolution Killing Sword Intent, and the hidden danger was triggered. Without Wu Yan's action, Yan Zong was completely chopped into ashes by the countless sword qi condensed by the hidden danger.

Outsiders did not know the truth and thought that Wu Yan's magic power was extremely powerful, and even Yuanying Great Monk could be easily killed. Therefore, after a long while, everyone was still staring at Wu Yan with complicated expressions, at a loss.

"What a powerful magic power!" After a long while, Xie Wuyu sighed leisurely, looking at Wu Yan's demonic body and his limbs scattered around with a strange look in his eyes.

"After today's battle, this boy has become famous. From now on, no one in the Xumi Sea cultivation world will dare to offend him easily. The situation on Xuanyuan Island has been determined. There is no point in staying any longer." The Ghost Emperor Gui Wuzang of the Nine Ghost Sect sighed secretly, and the ghost mist gushed out, enveloping all the disciples, and they fled away in an instant and disappeared.

At this time, all the cultivators of the Xumi Sect looked at the Sect Master Di Shikong, as if waiting for him to make a decision.

Shi Wujue's sneak attack on Wu Yan was known to all the disciples of Master Luohan and above in the Xumi Sect. However, the sneak attack failed and Wu Yan was seriously injured. His life was in danger at any time. It was all thanks to Emperor Shi Kong's use of various rare elixirs. All the Arhat Masters also know how to maintain the physical body and protect the scattered soul.

If Shi Wujue dies due to this single incident, Wu Yan and Emperor Shikong will become life-and-death enemies, and there will be no possibility of resolving them. If Shi Wujue can get better after being nursed for a while, and the Xumi insect lent by Emperor Shitian comes back in good condition, then there is still the possibility of resolving the grudges between the two parties.

However, the current situation is obviously suitable for taking advantage of the situation. If it succeeds, not only can a great revenge be avenged, but also a lot of benefits can be obtained for nothing.

Now that Wu Yanfang has experienced a great battle, all his mana has been consumed, his demonic body has been injured, and it has not recovered even now. This is the perfect opportunity to kill him.

If Emperor Shikong chooses to take action at this time, he may be able to avenge Shi Wujue. Whether it is Wu Yan or Yan Zong, their wealth is so rich that even the Immortal Ancestor is coveted. Once this person dies, both of them will have their belongings at their fingertips. Such temptation cannot be said to be too great.

However, if this is really done, the reputation of the Xumi Sect in the Xumi Sea Immortal World will probably plummet.

Where to go, everyone is just waiting for the sect master's decision.

"Walk!"

Emperor Shikongming's yellow monk's robe was rolled up, and the colorful clouds under his seat suddenly enveloped all the disciples and disappeared out of thin air.

After a moment, a mocking smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Blood Emperor Xie Wuyu's mouth, and he glanced indifferently at the direction where Xumi Sect and others disappeared, thinking secretly in his heart, this old bald man had a good plan and escaped on the surface, but in fact he was observing in the dark. , waiting for the opportunity to move. After Yan Zong peeled off the Dayan Sword Intent seeds, there was still a trace of heaven and earth energy left behind, which must be stored in those two storage bags. If someone here comes to snatch it, Wu Yan will definitely be provoked to fight back. If the two sides fight again, it may be a lose-lose situation. Hehe, it seems that this old bald man has no confidence that he can kill Wu Yan.

The Blood Emperor glanced at Wu Yan again and saw that his demon body's limbs were still floating motionless in the void. He couldn't help but frown slightly, showing a trace of confusion, and secretly murmured, what exactly is Wu Yan practicing? Why have I never seen the magic cultivation technique before? Even the old bald man didn't have the confidence to kill him, so I was watching from the sidelines to see if Xuanyuan Jizu and Ni Daoming wanted to take advantage of him. If there is, this child's demonic skills will definitely be revealed. Hey, if we can take the opportunity to detain this child's soul and force him to find out this kind of demonic skills, it will definitely be of great help to our Blood Demon Sect.

The Blood Emperor's thoughts are naturally unknown to outsiders. Xie Wuyu thought about it for a moment, then smiled mysteriously, and with a flash of blood cloud under his feet, dozens of Blood Demon Sect monks were also wrapped and disappeared in an instant.

There were only a handful of monks from the Tiandao Sect and hundreds of island owners who came out of the Sutra Collection Hall at Changtian Peak.

Of course, at this time, except for Yan Fu of the Yan family, who was so frightened that he ran away regardless of the death of his brother, the other three families, as well as the heads of the Eight Middle School families and high-level monks, were all lingering nearby. Seems to be waiting for something.

In fact, only a group of people from the Nine Ghost Sect escaped. The members of the Xumi Sect and the Blood Demon Sect did not really leave. They were just urged by their respective sect masters to use great magic power to hide their whereabouts. They escaped into the void and hid nearby, continuing to observe the movement secretly.

Xuanyuan Jizu stared at the storage bags left by the two Yan Zong floating thousands of feet away without blinking. At this moment, he was struggling painfully in his heart.

Reason told him not to act rashly, but the desire in his heart was urging him to find a way to take away the two storage bags.

He has been stranded in the Dzogchen realm of the late Nascent Soul for hundreds of years. During these hundreds of years, he traveled all over the Sumeru Sea and the Sea of ​​Demons, and even traveled to all parts of the Abyss, searching for the vitality of heaven and earth in order to break through the realm and advance to become a god.

But after hundreds of years of wandering, traveling in all directions, searching for ancient ruins and hidden secrets, I still found nothing.

He had felt the suppressed urge to break through in his body many years ago, but he had been unable to break through because he lacked the vitality of heaven and earth.

"Does the sect master want to rob the vitality of heaven and earth left by Yan Zong?" At this moment, Xuanyuan Jie seemed to see Xuanyuan Jizu's inner struggle, and suddenly communicated with him using his spiritual mind.

Xuanyuan Jizu smiled bitterly and remained silent.

Xuanyuan Jie's face remained motionless, his eyes glancing at Wu Yan's scattered demon bodies floating thousands of feet away, and continued to transmit: "Sect Master, it is impossible for Yan Zong to bring the vitality of heaven and earth with him. In fact, with Yan Zong's magical power, he can I don't dare to take this risk. If my nephew's prediction is correct, the energy of heaven and earth should still be hidden in the Dayan Stalagmite Forest in Yanjiazhuang Courtyard. The only place to go is where to go. Otherwise, wait. It’s too late for others to react.”

Xuanyuan Jizu looked at Xuanyuan Jie in surprise, and saw that his face was indifferent, as if he was indifferent to everything in front of him. He was shocked in his heart, and nodded to Xuanyuan Jie calmly.

The two of them had the same mind at the moment. Xuanyuan Jizu shouted to a group of Tiandao Sect disciples beside him: "Let's go!"

It was too late to say that, but it was too soon. Xuanyuan Jizu and Xuanyuan Jie's figures flashed at the same time, and flew away outside Liehai City in an instant, disappearing in the blink of an eye. The other Tiandao Sect disciples had no time to chase the two men. Some stayed where they were, while others gritted their teeth and immediately turned into a ray of light and chased them in the direction they left.