"Did something happen to Yi Tianchou?"
Chung Shen-soo was deep in thought when he felt a Thousand Miles Voice Transmission Talisman shatter.
However, the Primordial Spirit of Three Corpses Technique was extremely dangerous to begin with. Cultivators had to face the poison of the Heavenly Dao directly and it was very normal for them to be possessed by the devil.
It was even more normal for their temperament to become more extreme and their worldview to change drastically.
"Anyway, as long as he can't help but cultivate the Primordial Spirit of Three Corpses Technique, I won't lose out …"
Right then, there was another change in the field.
The five Huandan Old Monsters of the six orthodox sects had joined forces and forced the other eight Poison Fire Dragons into a corner. They used the restrictions as a cage and were prepared to slowly subdue them.
"Hmph, how dare these eight little poisonous snakes cause trouble at this time. When I'm free, I'll suppress them for millions of years!"
Yang Baixuan looked at the half-destroyed Wanxiang Palace and the countless cultivators who were fighting for the treasures and shouted, "What are you guys trying to do? Hurry up and put down the treasures of our sect! "
His Huandan cultivation was extremely high and his Dharmic powers had been purified several times. In terms of quality, it was only slightly inferior to Chung Shen-soo's Primordial Core Dharmic powers.
At this moment, he used this Dharmic power to activate the Dao Sect's Thunder Sound. The sky seemed to rumble with thunder.
Yang Baixuan was enraged when he saw the treasures of the six sects being eaten and stolen by a group of locusts and rats.
At this moment, he was ruthless. With a raise of his hand, eight golden lights were released. They were his Natal Dharma treasure, the Eight Poles Mother Blades.
The eight golden beams were incomparably sharp and even ordinary flying swords could not match them. As they cruised around the Myriad Elephant Palace, they killed more than thirty cultivators in the blink of an eye and even killed seven Golden Core patriarchs, shocking the crowd of cultivators.
The Grand Elder of Hundred Refinement Sect landed in the Myriad Phenomenon Palace and looked at the broken restrictions and half of the collapsed building with a pained expression.
"I wonder how many years it will take to gather all the Dharma treasures and refine Wanxiang Palace to the point where it can become a Numinous Treasure …"
Although he had failed this time, the heart of a cultivator would never break!
Roar!
Right then, there was another change on the Poison Fire Dragons' side.
It turned out that when the eight Poison Fire Dragons saw that they were about to be captured again, they all erupted with ferocity and actually began to devour each other.
The dark green poisonous fire erupted, and the eight poisonous fire dragons finally fused into one, turning into a monster with eight dragon heads.
The aura of his mana had surpassed the limit of the sixth transformation of Huandan and reached the seventh transformation of Huandan!
It was enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with the top cultivators of this world. They were at the level of the Patriarchs of the six great orthodox sects and the Five Absolutes of the World!
In terms of cultivation, the cultivators of the Five Ultimates were probably on par with Patriarch Myriad Soul and the others. The only difference was whether they wielded a Numinous Treasure!
At this moment, the Eight-headed Fire Dragon roared and slammed into the restriction.
A massive boom rang out, and Patriarch Myriad Spirits and the others were sent flying backward, coughing up blood as the restrictive spell... shattered!
"Damn it!"
Patriarch Myriad Soul looked at the eight-headed fire dragon that was about to escape and hissed, "If I hadn't suffered a huge loss of vitality previously, I would have taught you a lesson!"
Divine Talisman Venerable, Qi-transforming Eccentric, and Xing Luo Old Immortal did not say anything.
Even though they had suffered a huge loss of vitality in order to refine the Numinous Treasure previously, it would not be a problem for them to take down the Eight-headed Fire Dragon if they were to fight with their lives on the line.
However, the key was that this was the fault of Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect after all.
It was fine for them to contribute, but it would be too much to fight with their lives on the line.
As for Yang Baixuan, who was focused on suppressing the Myriad Elephant Palace, his eyes were bloodshot when he saw that. "Don't let that beast escape!"
His Dharmic powers surged and he was truly going all out. He did not hesitate to expend his vitality and lifespan as he channeled his boundless Dharmic powers into the Myriad Elephant Palace.
The Dharmic treasure that was reduced in grade before it became a Numinous Treasure suddenly expanded and a myriad of Ruyi Divine Seals flashed on its damaged surface, shining brightly.
Even though the Myriad Elephant Palace was not a Numinous Treasure yet, it far exceeded the level of ordinary Dharmic treasures.
At that moment, when it was activated, the thousands of Dharmic treasures that formed its foundation rumbled.
The amazing thing about the Myriad Elephant Palace was that it could accommodate all sorts of Dharmic treasures in one body and unleash unbelievable power.
At that moment, one of the sword pavilions roared and released countless sword beams. Within each sword beam was a flying sword. It was as if countless peerless sword immortals had come to intercept it. The sword beams filled the sky and forcibly stopped the Eight-Headed Poison Fire Dragon.
"Suppress him for me!"
Yang Baixuan channeled the Myriad Elephant Palace once more. Sabers, spears, swords, halberds, bells, drums, zither, flutes, zither, chess, calligraphy, flags, copper rings … All sorts of Dharmic treasures were activated, forming a torrent of treasures!
Even Chung Shen-soo's expression turned extremely grim when he saw that.
Countless Dharmic treasures smashed against the Eight-headed Fire Dragon, causing it to cry out repeatedly. Its scales and blood splattered everywhere before turning into balls of poisonous flames in midair. All living beings within a radius of 50 kilometers of Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect were plunged into misery and suffering.
The Myriad Elephant Palace descended from the sky and one of the beast pens opened, about to suppress the Eight-headed Fire Dragon once more.
…
"This is Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect? It's really … lively! "
A handsome young man with an extraordinary bearing dressed in black Daoist robes arrived at the Hundred Refinement Peak slowly on a colorful auspicious cloud with a scarlet flag in his hand. Looking at the gigantic Myriad Elephant Palace and the Eight-headed Fire Dragon that was about to be suppressed, he could not help but smile. "The six orthodox sects have indeed refused to give up on their evil intentions. Master has asked me to bring the patriarch here to teach them a lesson. Then … let's do it!"
He shook the scarlet flag and said solemnly, "Patriarch, please make your move!"
The young Daoist priest's name was Li Kunlun. He was the eldest legacy disciple of Tiandu Sect and was the most talented immortal cultivator in the world.
He was once praised by the sect master of Tiandu Sect as' My disciple, Li Kunlun, occupies 80% of the cultivation talents in the world '!
The scarlet flag in his hand was the ultimate spirit treasure of Tiandu Sect – the Primordial Seven Flame Flag!
This spirit treasure contained the seven most famous spirit flames of this world and one of them was the Primordial Earth Lung Poison Fire!
At that moment, he gently extended the flag and the seven flame true seeds flashed past. Immediately, an incomparably powerful Dharmic power sealed off the area within a radius of 10,000 miles!
The sky was filled with scarlet clouds of fire!
Chung Shen-soo raised his head and felt the Dharmic power of the ancient primordial spirit of this world for the first time!
In the face of this powerful Dharmic power, Xu Guo's inferior Yin Spirit was like a joke!
A scarlet cloud swept across and its target was the Eight-headed Fire Dragon!
Yang Baixuan roared angrily and activated the Myriad Elephant Palace.
This person had the Dharmic power of a high Huandan Transformation cultivator and controlled the Myriad Elephant Palace. Even Chung Shen-soo would not dare to say that he could easily defeat him.
However, under the scarlet cloud, his entire body was smashed into the ground. The Myriad Elephant Palace shattered once again and countless Dharmic treasures flew everywhere.
The Eight-headed Fire Dragon broke free and wanted to roar. However, when it saw the spirit flames of the Primordial Seven Flame Flag, it actually let out a puppy-like whimper.
Immediately after, it was swallowed by the Primordial Seven Flame Flag as if it was a huge supplement pill!
Li Kunlun did not look at these people and did not give any explanation. He kept the Primordial Seven Flame Flag and floated away …
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