The ancestors of the demon gate will pass through

Chapter 16
The dark wind howled, the demonic clouds rolled, and the mountains and rivers five hundred miles away wailed.

After sending his disciples to confirm that Chang Wu's message was true, Wang Yuan captured the Kuxin Ridge's messenger without hesitation, and obtained two important pieces of news through soul searching.

First, the Black Halberd Ghost King has been retreating since his return from Zizai Heaven, and ordinary disciples have not seen him for a long time.

Second, the current principals of Kuxinling are Heiji's deputy general and a woman named An Susu.

Although the emissary's status in Kuxinling was not high and he could not get more useful information, the connotation of these two messages alone was enough to prompt Wang Yuan to make a move.

"The Black Halberd is likely to have fallen!"

"That woman named An Susu should be Xin Xingzi's Taoist companion from Zizai Heaven!"

"My poor apprentice may have a forgiving crown!"

"They probably didn't know about the news that Zizaitian was attacked by the Taoist sect, otherwise they wouldn't plan to ambush me for the second time!"

"As expected of the number one sect in the Heavenly Demon Sect, look at how self-motivated the disciples are, lost contact with the sect, and still want to complete the task, the gang of crooked melons and dates under my sect know the infighting!"

Compared with the blood demons and bone demons that devoured and reproduced in Yitianjing, although the heavenly demons and yin demons transformed from yang soul and yin soul were a little noisy, their analytical ability still gave Wang Yuan a lot of help.

Although I don't know if other schizophrenic patients have the special ability to consider one person's disadvantages and everyone's advantages, but Wang Yuan has achieved this, at least he thinks so.

"It's the first time to block the door, you must be handsome!"

Wang Yuan stood on the top of the sky, with Kuxin Ridge at his feet, and behind him was the evil cloud that destroyed the city and the village. The wind like a knife whizzed around him, but he couldn't lift the hem of his clothes, and couldn't mess it up. hair strands.

"Introduce the mountain gate, blast and kill with the magic circle, don't play such an old routine!" Looking at the "enemy" who has no other actions except to defend the formation, Wang Yuan complained very boringly, "It seems that the black halberd is real. If he falls, then his inheritance will be taken over by me as a friend!"

Gently wave the 12th Yuanchen white bone god and demon banner in your hand, and twelve tall bone gods and demons will jump out of the banner, and at the same time, twelve stars will fall from the sky, shining directly on each god On the demon's body, their figures expanded rapidly with the injection of Yuan Magnetic Zhensha, and they turned into twelve "hills" in the blink of an eye.

The mountain-like gods and demons did not swarm up to attack the defensive circle of Kuxin Ridge. Instead, under Wang Yuan's control, they formed a magic circle to surround Kuxin Ridge.

The wind follows the tiger, and the cloud follows the dragon.

As soon as the magic circle formed by the twelve gods and demons was in motion, it affected the surrounding evil wind and demon clouds, and winds, tigers, clouds and dragons appeared one after another, chasing and fighting fiercely.

Wang Yuan's eyes did not focus on gods and demons or dragons and tigers. The moment the magic circle started to operate, he stared closely at the mountains, rocks, plants and trees within the range of the magic circle.

Seeing them weathering and withering one after another, a smile appeared on Wang Yuan's face. He knew that the phenomenon was not caused by the evil wind, but the culprit was the neglected time.

"Who would have thought that the sages of the Bone Demon Dao would have plans to get involved in the avenue of time. Time is marked on the 12th day of the Yuan Dynasty, and the passage of time is endless. I am afraid that is the true meaning of the "Bone Yuanchen Jing"." Wang Yuan looked at the time erosion. And the weathered rocks and plants couldn't help but slander, "You have such a big brain, no wonder the original body is progressing so slowly on the step of purifying mana, and there are high-end gadgets like the power of time involved in it, with the cultivation base of a true immortal There will be ghosts only if the Tao can be purified!"

"Woo, woo-woo!" The desolate voice cited by the gods and demons echoed between the heaven and the earth.

"Xin Xingzi has been killed by me, and still use this trick, treat me as a fool!" Wang Yuan was laughed angrily by that Zizaitian disciple, "No wonder he can only work as a field worker, with more than loyalty, but not enough IQ!"

Wang Yuan, who intensively studied the "Sutra of Cursing Demons", made a new breakthrough in the cultivation of gods and demons. While comprehending the true meaning of "The Sutra of the White Bone and Yuanchen", he re-trained the accompanying 12th Yuanchen of the Bone God and Demon, The current god and demon guide is completely useless.

Seeing the magic circle of Kuxin Ridge dissipating slowly under the erosion of time, Wang Yuan ordered the bone gods and demons to disperse the magic circle. If the power of time is allowed to continue to erode, it will be easy, and Wang Yuan is afraid that it will be a little bit of good Can't get it either.

Ordering the bone gods and demons to continue to surround Kuxin Ridge, to guard against fish that slip through the net and beware of looters at the same time, Wang Yuan will also stay outside. He always thinks: "There is ready-made cannon fodder to use, and it is extremely stupid to take risks by yourself." of!"

After waving his hand to signal an attack, the disciples under Wang Yuan's sect rushed into Kuxin Ridge under the leadership of Tang Zhong, Lu Qingzhi, and Chang Wu.

Leaving aside the slaughter, it was too boring. The Kuxinling disciples, who were put into a negative state by the power of time, couldn't organize a strong resistance at all.

The bored Wang Yuan fell from the sky, leaning against the boundary stone of Kuxin Ridge, playing with a ray of pure black mana in his hand.

This is his newly generated mana. Although the recasting of the foundation is not complete, the changes have already appeared.

The external appearance of mana is mainly affected by the monk's own Taoism. Mana is invisible and colorless in the monk's body, but if it is released outside, the Taoism contained in it will naturally resonate with the heaven and the earth, generating specific colors and differences. elephant.

There is also a difference between immortals and mortals. The Dao rhyme of mortal monks mainly comes from the skills they practice and their own blood, while the Dao rhyme of immortals comes more from their own understanding of Dao.

The pale mana of Wang Yuan Bone Demon has changed color because of his foundation recasting, and the pure black represents the characteristics of devouring and destroying demons.

The absence of a speck of color in the mana also showed that Wang Yuan didn't dabble in time at all. Although he was very tempted, Wang Yuan, who understood the truth that more than one can chew, restrained his greedy desire.

When to be greedy and when not to be greedy, Wang Yuan can still figure it out clearly now, he is most short of time now, whether it is the external situation or his own physical condition, there is not much time left for him, and time together The comprehension of this is by no means something that can be completed overnight, now relying on the 12th Yuanchen Bone God and Demon to play, as a useful hole card.

The battle against Kuxin Ridge did not go as expected by Wang Yuan, and the final suppression was soon completed. While carrying the loot, several Kuxin Ridge principals were also brought before Wang Yuan.

Due to the uniqueness of ghost cultivators, being affected by the power of time will only make their figures illusory. This characteristic made Wang Yuan recognize Zi Zai Tian's disciple among these people at a glance.

A woman with white hair and chicken skin, from her appearance, she can vaguely know her "young" appearance, she must be very charming.

"You are An Susu?"

"Don't waste time, I won't say anything, you can search your soul!"

Wang Yuan stared at An Susu, his eyes were full of appreciation and admiration.

"Look at this disciple from his sect! And look at those scumbags under his own sect!" Wang Yuan's spiritual sense could cover the entire Kuxin Ridge, and he easily discovered that 32 registered disciples had hidden the loot.

"When this matter is over, we must rectify them!"

(End of this chapter)