The Tai Qing was formless, and the Great Dao was formless. Mediate the creation, and the interior gave birth to the court …
In Ji Feichen's Mud-pill Palace, there was a five-colored jade pillar that connected the interior and heart. This was the interior and heart evolved from the Dao Pillar Diagram. And the holiness in the form of the Black Sky was sitting here. The six-armed immortal held various instruments in his hands, one of which was tightly gripped. As for Ji Feichen, his gaze gradually fell on the void.
"This guy has three burrows. I didn't expect that I wouldn't be able to kill him like this." In the Dao Fruit space derived from the Heaven and Earth Chessboard, there was a Dao Fruit that shone with white light.
When Ji Feichen crushed Ming Mozi's spiritual body, this Dao Fruit gained a mysterious aura, as if there was a new life within it.
Looking at the changes in the Dao Fruit, Ji Feichen let go. Only a bit of spirituality scattered into the Mud-pill Palace, which was then refined by him using the Dao Pillar Diagram.
"Although the spiritual body he entered here contains his will, it doesn't have his origin soul."
The soul was the foundation of all living beings. The Xuanmen relied on the soul to cultivate the Primordial Spirit. The Demonic Sect called the product of the sublimation of the soul the Demonic Soul or the Primordial Spirit.
In the end, the Primordial Spirit and the Demonic Soul were spiritual bodies formed from the soul. They were the carrier of will, and the symbol of immortality. If this spiritual body was destroyed, then the person's consciousness would completely disappear, and only a strand of the true spirit would enter the Netherworld.
And this was the bottom line of the ghosts and deities of the Netherworld. When ordinary immortals and demons killed people, they would only kill the physical body and send the soul to the Netherworld. But if there was a deep hatred, and to prevent the other party from being reincarnated, they would use great power to shatter the other party's Primordial Spirit or Demonic Soul, and only let a strand of the true spirit enter the Soul Guiding Flag of the Netherworld.
But if the true spirit was not preserved, then the ghosts and deities of the Netherworld would remember it, and seek revenge in the future.
Without the true spirit, the body and spirit would be destroyed. This was a great taboo among living beings.
The ghosts and deities of the Netherworld had once said, "If you destroy the body and spirit of others today, you will never exist tomorrow."
Therefore, Ji Feichen knew when to stop. Even if he was fighting with someone, he would leave behind a wisp of his True Spirit. Coupled with Peng Shaoyu's instructions, Ji Feichen held back a little when he attacked.
Unexpectedly, Ming Mozi's true spirit wasn't here at all!
Seeing that he had been killed by Ji Feichen, Ming Mozi took the initiative to dissipate his consciousness and revive in his Dao Fruit. A few wisps of spiritual light shone from the white Dao Fruit. Ming Mozi's soul once again created a clone of his soul and entered his body in the outside world.
Seeing this, Ji Feichen thought to himself, This guy's technique is almost exactly the same as mine. The True Spirit hid in the Dao Fruit and used its Divine Will to control the body from the outside. This way, the main body would not be harmed. He's indeed a slippery fellow. "
Ming Mozi's choice was similar to Ji Feichen's. Therefore, simply killing his avatar outside was useless. As long as his Dao Fruit existed, he would be able to revive again and again.
Moreover, Ming Mozi was even more ruthless than Ji Feichen. He had even condensed his corporeal body into a special puppet. After his death, the Dao Fruit would transmit new energy, causing the limbs on the ground to start moving again.
Ji Feichen had removed Ming Mozi's joints and completely 'disintegrated' him. But now, these limbs were like the parts of a puppet, automatically reassembling and swaying as they recovered.
Qin Wu and the other two peeked from afar, their expressions changing.
"If I'm not wrong, this guy's true spirit and soul aren't in his corporeal body. He's using his corporeal body as a puppet. Is this the use of the ancient Witch Yan Art? "
The Witch Yan Art was the puppet art of the ancient Witch Sect. It used clay or wooden puppets to block disasters in place of the master. In the hands of Ming Mozi, he treated other people and even his own corporeal body as a puppet. His soul resided in the Dao Fruit. He controlled all living beings in the Netherheaven Land.
"This is troublesome." Du Yue said, "The Witch Yan Art is mysterious and unfathomable. If his Dao Fruit cannot be destroyed, he can continuously revive. In the Demon Sect, he can be said to be a dangerous person not inferior to Song and Zheng. "
Nameless did not say anything. His gaze landed on Ji Feichen.
When Ming Mozi reassembled his corporeal body, Ji Feichen opened his eyes at the same time. He stretched out his hand and turned the River Styx beside him into a huge water whip, sending Ming Mozi flying!
Ming Mozi finally regained control of his body with great difficulty. Who knew that the black light in front of him would instantly strike down, dispersing his limbs once again.
But …
"Ji Feichen, you can't kill me." The head floated in the air and spoke automatically. The other parts also approached one by one, the broken parts fusing in the air. The knuckles on both his hands moved, casting the shaman incantation of the Sacred Black Sect. Fog spewed out from his palms, enveloping an area of 30 feet.
This fog contained the power of Black Heaven. It could devour light and confuse the Primordial Spirit. In the darkness, Ji Feichen could not see with his eyes, nor could he use his Primordial Spirit and Devil Soul to sense anything.
But seeing the Black Fog fill the air, Ji Feichen immediately raised his guard. 'This guy wants to launch a sneak attack on me?'
Just as he was thinking, suddenly, a cold wind assaulted the back of Ji Feichen's head.
"Subduing Mountains and Rivers!" Without thinking, Ji Feichen drew out the Devil Dragon Jian with a backhand.
Ka-cha, Ming Mozi's right arm broke into a few pieces under the attack of the Devil Dragon Jian. From the joints, it spread out, forming a pile of remains on the ground.
Immediately after, another fist struck towards Ji Feichen's crotch from the ground.
Ji Feichen's face darkened. He was not like Ming Mozi, who was not afraid of physical attacks. Therefore, he immediately transformed into his Black Dragon form, using his dragon tail to sweep away the left fist below.
It was impossible to peek in the fog. Ming Mozi disassembled his four limbs, combining them with his body and head to form six independent isolations. He engaged in a tangled battle with Ji Feichen in the form of six directions.
In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Ji Feichen was tired of dealing with the fog. The limbs that passed through the Black Fog were fine, but what was more annoying was that Ming Mozi was proficient in strange witchcraft incantations. He constantly chanted incantations beside Ji Feichen.
Raging flames roared, the earth raged, ice blades danced chaotically, golden spears were unending … all sorts of strange incantations annoyed Ji Feichen to no end.
'Luckily, I have the Black Sky Demon Seal to protect me. Otherwise, if an ordinary immortal or demon saw this scene, they would have died long ago.' Ji Feichen's gaze followed those severed limbs in the fog.
Seeing these severed limbs reassemble themselves according to the joints, his gaze moved slightly, as if he had found some flaw. The dragon's body quietly coiled in one place, shrinking its range, only revealing its shining dragon scales.
"Aurora Lightning Dao!" Ji Feichen used the somewhat inexperienced 'Ice Soul Aurora Lightning Technique'. In an instant, millions of lightning bolts emerged from the Black Dragon's scales. The densely packed lightning bolts blasted Ming Mozi's body.
An invisible impact shook the void. Coupled with the resplendent lightning bolts, it completely tore through the darkness, turning Ming Mozi's' puppet 'into ashes.
The Ice Soul Aurora Lightning Technique was Toad Palace's ultimate technique. It used the power of aurora to evolve lightning. Its destructive power was so great that it could definitely destroy the Black Sacred Sect's magus body.
In an instant, tens of thousands of lightning bolts surged. Ming Mozi didn't even have time to scream before his puppet was completely destroyed by the lightning.
"Ming Mozi! If you have the ability, let me see you reassemble this dust again! "Ji Feichen transformed back into his human form and shouted with the Devil Dragon Jian in his hand.
However, the lightning gradually dissipated. Dust filled the sky, but Ming Mozi's reply could no longer be heard.
In the distance, Nameless suddenly laughed. "So that's how it is. Even if it's a puppet, it can only rely on joints and other moving parts to reassemble. Although it can be reassembled continuously, if the entire puppet is destroyed, then the scattered dust will not be able to recover. "
"From the looks of it, my Divine Firmament Lightning Technique can also be used?"
"You have to be quick. Before he disperses his limbs, quickly activate the Divine Firmament Lightning Technique and destroy all the puppet's body. "
Du Yue: "Of course, this is also related to the Black Sacred Sect not being good at physical cultivation. They cultivate the soul and not life, so their physical bodies are much weaker than ordinary fiendish cultivators.
"Therefore, Ming Mozi used the Witch Yan Art to increase his chances of survival. To him, the most important thing is that the fiendish soul does not die. The physical body can be replaced at any time, and they are all puppet-like things. It is not important at all. "
The three of them deduced Ming Mozi's weakness, and as they spoke, they talked about Ji Feichen. "Then, how do you think we should deal with this fellow Ji Feichen? The weak water is extremely evil, and it is harmful to our immortal bodies. And this kind of lightning technique from Toad Palace is a type of tyrannical lightning technique. Other than Qin Wu's Divine Firmament Lightning Technique, does Fellow Daoist Nameless have any good ideas? "
"No." Nameless was very straightforward. "This person is very scheming and has many trump cards. Who knows what other methods he has? Furthermore, he exposed the power of Black Sky this time, so he will definitely have a conflict with the Black Sacred Sect. If things go well, it will be even more troublesome. "
"You mean … him becoming the Saint of the Black Sacred Sect?"
"After all, he also has an elder brother." After Nameless finished speaking, he thought about the relationship between Ji Feichen and Qing Hong: If this fellow becomes the Saint of the Black Sacred Sect. Then, besides Yin Ming School and the Brilliant Sun Demon Sect, Qing Hong will also have to face the people of the Black Sacred Sect the next time. Furthermore, if Ji Feichen becomes a dependent of "Black Sky", this act of killing his brother will be set in stone, and only one of them will die to settle the grudge.
Qin Wu and Du Yue also thought of this point.
Qin Wu had the intention to eliminate the root of the problem in advance, to get rid of a certain genius that might rise up in the Demon Sect, and at the same time, sell a favor to "Qing Hong".
Du Yue, on the other hand, had a different idea: This is a good opportunity. If things go well, we can get rid of both of them at the same time, which is in line with the interests of our Taiyuan Temple.
But no matter what, after Ji Feichen destroyed the puppet, Devil Prince Ming did not appear again. Dust piled up on the ground, and the warlock at the side seemed to have received some news. He came forward and said, "Lord Saint said that it is inconvenient for his real body to move, so he used the incarnation puppet to attend this meeting. I didn't expect you to be so powerful, to actually be able to defeat his puppet. Therefore, in order to show his respect to you, he is willing to admit that he lost this battle. "
Hearing this, the expressions of the people below eased up.
"Yes, it was just the incarnation's failure. His Highness did not attend, if he had come personally, this kid from Yin Ming School would definitely not have won. "
"That's right. His Highness is a dependent of the Black Sky, how could he lose to someone else? "
"Speaking of which, doesn't this person also have the power of the Black Sky? If not for the protection of the power of the Black Sky, how could he escape from His Highness' curse? "
Hearing the discussion below, Ji Feichen's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Incarnation puppet? That is just an excuse for Devil Prince Ming. What is the difference between him controlling the puppet through the air and using spells and his real body? The only good thing is that the movement of the puppet can protect him from death. "
But Devil Prince Ming had taken a step back, and his real body was not present to protect his pride, so Ji Feichen could not make things difficult for him in public. But he was also unwilling to give up just like that.
Coincidentally, the battle between Hall Master Feng Shan and Miao Yu had also ended.
Devil Prince Ming was skilled in witchcraft and used puppets to fight the enemy. And all of Miao Yu's battle power was on the ghosts that she controlled. When the thunder ghosts were suppressed by Hall Master Feng Shan, his battle power was reduced by more than half.
"Frankly speaking, the thunder ghosts that you summoned are very strong. But it is a pity that these thunder ghosts are not raised by you alone, but the result of your tribe raising them collectively. Therefore, they will not completely listen to your orders. "
Hall Master Feng Shan said slowly, "What other tricks do you have, take them all out and let me see. I believe that you have more than just these few ghosts, right? "
Therefore, Miao Yu revealed other ghosts. But every time she summoned a type of ghost, Hall Master Feng Shan would sprinkle a handful of sand and directly destroy the ghost.
The sand swirled around Hall Master Feng Shan, surging like a yellow fog. He said indifferently, "What about the ghosts of the Sacred Black Sect that are comparable to the Ground Fairies? Don't bother me with these small things. After the death of the previous Lord Wu Xian, weren't their souls also sacrificed by you? Summon them! Without the power of the Ground Fairies, there is no point in watching. "
Seeing this, Miao Yu subconsciously looked at the chess game between Wu Xian and Hall Master Kan Ming.
The two were currently fully focused on fighting with chess pieces and could not care about Miao Yu at all.
"We must not lose this battle!" Miao Yu made up her mind and cut her wrist, using her blood as a sacrifice to the ghosts, summoning them from the netherworld.
The Sacred Black Sect valued the cultivation of the mind, and after the death of the previous ancestors, they turned into ghosts to protect the sect. These ghosts were the real existences that the Daoists of Xuanmen were afraid of. Otherwise, how could those wizards who died every few hundred years be one of the Ten Paths of the Demon Sect?
The ground collapsed, and the dense cracks formed a special formation. A huge ghost crawled out of the ground step by step.
"It's Wu Peng, Sect Master Wu Xian from three generations ago." Looking at the black-crowned ghost, Qin Wu immediately said, "I saw him when I was fighting with the Sacred Black Sect some time ago. Wait … no! He's already discovered me! "
Suddenly, a demonic light shot into the area where the three were.
"Scoundrels of the Daoist Sect, come out and die!" The ghost roared at the three. Hall Master Feng Shan also threw out a handful of Acheron Sand.
Without hesitation, Wu Ming performed the Daoist technique that Li Jingxun was proficient in. "Gate of Xuan Pin!"
A Gate of Creation surrounded by four spirits appeared in front of the three. The gate was full of vitality, and colorful rays of light offset the ghost's demonic light.
But facing Hall Master Feng Shan's Acheron Sand, the three used their own immortal light to leave the area and hide in the waters of Jiuhe Mountain.
"The ghosts worshiped by the Sacred Black Sect are the most troublesome. Rather than calling them the Demon Sect, it's better to call them the tentacles of the Netherworld. "Du Yue complained as he walked." If we didn't have an agreement with the Netherworld, we can't attack souls. How could we let the Sacred Black Sect worship these monsters? "
The Sacred Black Sect had been passed down for thousands of years. Generations of sect masters and elders were sacrificed and turned into ghosts of the Netherworld. They were also a major force in the Netherworld and were protected by the Netherworld.
"There's no other way. The style of our Daoist Sect is' respect but not worship. 'It's difficult for us to place our thoughts on others. The Immortal Path, which focuses on self-cultivation, can't condense our ghosts to deal with them. " Wu Ming stood on the surface of the water easily and displayed the state of mind of "Heart of Still Water." He walked with the waves like an immortal.
Wu Ming smiled. "Don't worry. The strength of these ghosts is limited. How many of them can compare to the Yang Spirit Ground Fairies? We have too many ways to deal with them. "
That's right. Not only the Daoist Sect, but also the Yin Ming School.
After Temple Master Feng Shan saw the three from the Daoist Sect leave in fright, he threw the "Acheron Silent Devil You Sky Sand" at the ghost opposite him.
This sand could kill the Ground Fairies and suppress the ghost with a flip of his hand.
"Roar — Roar —" The ghost was drowned by the sandstorm. Before it could struggle, it was sealed by the yellow-skinned gourd.
"Good stuff." Temple Master Feng Shan touched the gourd. The ghost inside was still jumping, as if it wanted to escape from the sand gourd.
He spent so much effort to lure Miao Yu to awaken this ghost because he wanted to use a ghost of the Ground Fairies level as a catalyst to nourish his spirit sand.
"Uncle-Master." Ji Feichen walked over and stood with Temple Master Feng Shan. As Temple Master Feng Shan captured the ghost body of the former Wu Xian, the people of the Sacred Black Sect had already angered them and surrounded them.
Seeing this, the two of them readied themselves to attack.
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