Fu Mian was sweating profusely. Two hours had passed since he sent the message and he had yet to refine the monument.
Jade Firmament disciples came from all directions and surrounded them. Although they were only attacking from afar with their Dharma artifacts and did not force their way in, they still gave them endless pressure.
Yan Zhiliang's expression was solemn, "Looking at the situation, Yuxiao is using me as bait to lure the sect to rescue them."
He took a few glances outside. When he followed Sima Quan over, it was almost night time. The sky was now dark and everything within ten miles was pitch black. Apart from a few spiritual lights flickering in a few directions, there was no sign of anyone coming to rescue them.
The female cultivator with the high bun said, "Someone from the upper sect might have already arrived here. Perhaps they have seen through Yu Xiao's plan and are only hiding at one side. It's good that they are in a stalemate like this. It will allow the sect master to refine the mechanism and then we can escape."
Tang Taoist blocked a few of the incoming starlight and snorted, "How can there be such a good thing? All we need is a third stage cultivator who has cultivated his Dharmakaya. It won't take much effort for him to kill us here. Without the help of the Upper Sect, we are doomed."
Yan Zhiliang agreed, "Senior Brother Tang is right. Looking at the situation outside, there is no one coming to rescue us. How can we escape?"
He looked at the bronze cauldron, "Maybe, like what the sect leader said, we can only rely on this item later."
The two Taoists from Yuxiao school had been staring at the bottom. They waited until now but no one came to rescue them. They were puzzled. The skinny Daoren stroked his beard and said, "This is strange. Could it be that the Devil Sect doesn't care about this place?"
The Taoist in green thought for a while and said, "If we don't occupy the altar at the Panjun Gorge, we will need to put in a lot of effort to conquer the dozens of formation boards downstream. The Devil Sect will definitely help us. I'm afraid they saw that the situation was not right. That's why they didn't move. "
The skinny Daoren said coldly, "They saw? That's fine. We will add more fuel to the fire. "
The Taoist in green raised his hand and said, "Don't be anxious. This is not the best time. Let's wait a little longer."
The skinny Daoren nodded in agreement.
In the blink of an eye, another two hours passed, and more than half of the altar had turned crimson red. It seemed like he only needed a little more to refine it.
The skinny Daoren said resolutely, "We can't wait any longer. Junior Martial Brother, protect me for the time being. I'll go measure these juniors."
With that, he shook his body and walked down.
The people from Damo Sect saw a Daoren with snow-like eyebrows coming towards them, but there was no High Cloud above his head. They immediately knew that he was a cultivator who had cultivated Yuanying Dharmakaya. They did not dare to let him get close to them, so they all took out their treasures. The call came.
The slim Daoren's movements were calm. He sneered and lightly pointed downwards, activating the Heaven and Earth Lock technique.
Everyone felt their bodies sink as if a mountain was pressing down on them, and they were instantly unable to move.
At the same time, the skinny Daoren took out a Golden Ruyi and gently pushed it. Before the few Dharma treasures could display their might, they were swept aside by him through the air.
The cultivators from Damo Sect saw this. They wanted to summon it with their minds and attack again, but they realized that their senses were sluggish, and they could not control it as they wished. They knew that there was something strange about the Ruyi, so they could only retreat a little. They hovered in the air, looking for an opportunity.
The skinny old Taoist didn't pay much attention to him. He was here to kill a few people and force the main character to show himself. However, at this moment, he glanced sideways. However, he saw that Fu Mian was still sitting in front of the Forbidden Tablet, as if he was not affected by the Heaven and Earth Lock technique and was about to succeed.
He frowned and guessed that Fu Mian had some kind of Dharma treasure to protect himself. He sneered and slapped his palm. Immediately, a large amount of sparks flew towards him.
Yan Zhiliang raised his voice and shouted, "Protect the headmaster."
As he shouted, a few Dharma treasures flew up.
They knew each other very well, so they were very organized. When they attacked, some were in charge of attacking, and some were in charge of defending. They took care of both sides.
However, the moment it came into contact with the Star Fire, one of the defensive treasures was instantly melted and fell from the sky, falling into the dust. The old Daoist once again summoned his scepter, and the treasures in the sky were knocked down one by one.
Although the cultivators from Damo Sect tried their best to resist, they were still not as strong as Shen Lian. Their methods were broken in a short while. Yan Zhiliang saw that he could not protect Fu Mian any longer, so he became anxious. If Fu Mian was disturbed, then all his efforts in refining the Forbidden Tablet would be wasted. So, he did not hesitate anymore and took out a talisman. He steeled his heart and injected his mana into it.
Almost at the same time, a bronze cauldron that was placed far away shook slightly. The red talisman that was sealed on it immediately fell off. The top of the cauldron made a few cracking sounds and a few cracks appeared on it. Green smoke came out from the cracks and rose into the sky.
The skinny Daoren also saw the three cauldrons earlier, but he only thought that they were Devil's Dharma treasures. Seeing that they were opened, he was very cautious. He did not want to attack the enemy, but he wanted to protect himself first. He moved back a little and showed a cautious look.
However, after the green smoke dissipated, he waited for a while and did not see any movement. He looked into the cauldron and saw that it was empty. He raised his white eyebrows and snorted, "Deliberately mystifying!"
When he was about to attack again, he suddenly felt a cold wind blow past him. He felt slightly dizzy and a protective talisman on his body burned without any fire. His expression changed and he said, "External devil?"
He immediately reached out and touched the space between his eyebrows to seal his Seven Apertures. Then he released a protective light and took out two Dharma treasures to protect himself.
If it was an ordinary devil, his method of dealing with it could be said to be wrong, and it could be considered to be very cautious.
However, a true devil was different. Its strength was that once it became invisible, the protective light and ordinary Dharma treasures would be useless. It could directly enter the cultivator's body. If the opponent's mind was stable and couldn't find an opportunity, it would hide. If there was a slight flaw, it would immediately take the opportunity to enter, occupy the body, or devour the soul. So, his method was completely useless.
Although the skinny old Taoist had been cultivating for nearly a thousand years, he had never seen a thousand-year-old true devil with spiritual feet. He thought that he was well prepared and was about to attack again. However, just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt darkness in front of him.
At first, he thought that it was some kind of Dharma treasure, but then he suddenly realized that his eyes were damaged. Because he didn't know what kind of technique he was hit with, he couldn't help but be shocked and angry, and also a little flustered.
At this time, if he could stop the horse at the edge of the cliff and stabilize his mind, with his cultivation, he could at least last for an hour. During this time, if he could ask for help from the sect's experts, he might be able to save his life. However, he didn't know what was going on and let go of his heart monkey. After a few breaths, he felt his limbs become heavy and his body gradually became tired. It was like he was in a dream, but he didn't want to wake up.
At this time, Yan Zhiliang and the others felt their bodies become lighter. How could they not know that the true devil was working?
How could they let go of such a great opportunity to kill the enemy? They immediately used their Dharma treasures and Dharma treasures to attack the opponent.
However, at this moment, the skinny Daoren seemed to have sobered up a little. He shouted angrily, "Junior, how dare you!"
He waved his sleeve, and a heavy pressure descended again. The six of them had just flown up when they were pressed down again. However, the skinny old Daoist acted hastily after all, and was a moment too late. The six treasures had already reached him, and the treasure light on his body was instantly smashed into pieces. He fell to the ground, and his dharmakaya was on the verge of collapse.
The Taoist in green saw this and exclaimed, "Senior Brother!" Just as he was in a hurry to help, he heard the voice of the skinny Daoren beside his ear, "Junior Brother, don't come down."
The voice was very urgent, as if there was a great danger in front. He hesitated for a moment and quickly stopped, looking down with bewilderment.
The skinny Daoren was a person who cultivated the Yuanying dharma body after all. At this moment, he had already noticed that his soul was slowly being invaded by something.
For such a contest, perhaps the cultivators of the Devil's Doctrine had some defensive methods, but he had no power to resist at all. He barely stabilized his body and revealed a determined expression. He said in a deep voice, "Good devil, then come with me."
As soon as he took out the spell, starlight burst out from his seven orifices. Under the impact of this rainbow, the dharma body was shattered in a short while.
This was the method of burning one's body with star fire in Yuxiao school to sweep away all external devils. However, once this method was used, all the cultivation in one's body would be scattered. If one was unlucky, his soul would be destroyed. He obviously knew that he had no life, so he did this.
At this moment, a blurry demonic shadow walked out of his body and watched coldly from the side until he was completely burned to ashes by the star fire. The shadow opened its mouth and inhaled, sucking in a wisp of indistinguishable spiritual smoke.
When the Taoist in green saw this scene, he was extremely shocked. He didn't care about hiding at the side anymore. He reached out his hand and the star thunder fell.
The devil shadow looked up at him and smiled inexplicably. Its body shook and suddenly disappeared without a trace as if it had never appeared. Boom! Boom! The lightning descended, but it smashed into empty air.
The Taoist in green panicked and thought for a while. He didn't even know what his opponent was, so how could he deal with it?
He didn't want to end up like his senior brother. Therefore, not only did he not land, but he also left this place and flew into the sky like a star.
As he left, the devil shadow appeared again. He didn't seem to have any interest in the flying Yuxiao cultivators. Instead, he looked at Fu Mian and the others.
In the eyes of the devil, the demonic cultivators with full souls were more attractive to him. This was also why there were not many cultivators who could control this devil in the past tens of thousands of years. They were afraid that before they could hurt the enemy, they would be killed first.
Yan Zhiliang turned the talisman and used the method of controlling the devil taught by the Netherworld Spring Sect. However, after several attempts, there was always a resistance. He quickly said, "Everyone, be careful and defend."
Everyone here was from the demonic sect and knew how to deal with it. They all bit the tip of their tongues and spat out a mouthful of blood. In an instant, a layer of bloody light appeared on their bodies.
Devils that consumed flesh and blood were normal devils. However, when it reached the level of the true devil, it only consumed souls and was stained with the blood of cultivators. Its yin spirit was not pure and it couldn't become invisible for a while. Normally, it resisted this.
As expected, the true devil seemed to hate the bloody light. It also seemed to be afraid of the talisman in Yan Zhiliang's hand. It circled around a few times and didn't pounce on them. Instead, it turned around and landed in front of the other two bronze cauldrons.
Yan Zhiliang's expression changed greatly, and he secretly cursed. This True Devil had just swallowed the soul of a third stage cultivator, if it swallowed another two of its kind, it would very likely become a Heavenly Devil. At that time, except for the cultivators of the Heavenly Abode, no one would be able to control it.
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