True Immortal of the Netherworld

At this time, Yuan Xiaodao, who had already fallen to the ground, had despair in his eyes. At the same time, the spiritual pressure emanating from the whole person converged rapidly, and the cultivation realm instantly fell straight from the true elixir realm. The cultivation realm and the virtual reality realm were almost at the early stage of the virtual realm. His whole face suddenly looked older, and his originally black hair was instantly dyed gray.

With one move with one hand, the golden-winged flying knife returned to his hand, and he ran away into the distance without looking back.

Lu Qian didn't dare to pursue him when he saw this. He just stretched out his sword and pointed it towards Yuan Xiaodao's escaping back from a distance, and shot out two white chess pieces the size of apricot kernels.

While Yuan Xiaodao was escaping, he felt his shoulders go numb and his arms could no longer be lifted. Two blood holes on the shoulders were bleeding outward.

"Go and capture him or kill him." Lu Qian suddenly turned to Xu Yang and said coldly.

Xu Yang didn't know what it meant, but he knew in his heart that if Yuan Xiaodao escaped today, it would always be a threat to him.

"Yes, senior."

After Xu Yang finished speaking, he picked up the Three Fantasy Pestle and chased Yuan Xiaodao in the direction of his escape.

Tu Sanli was worried that Xu Yang would suffer a loss if he chased him alone, so he was about to get up. Suddenly I heard Lu Qian say: "You two are staying here. I have disabled both arms of that person, and his aura is disordered and his state has fallen. At this time, he is just like a sick cat, so there is nothing to worry about."

Although Tu Sanli and Fatty Tong were deeply dissatisfied, they did not dare to be serious with the peak master in front of them. The Peak Master, who is at the Yuanhun Realm, only needs to move his fingers, and the two of them will immediately lose their ability to move. Fatty Tong and Tu Sanli looked at each other and had no choice but to stay.

Tu Sanli watched Xu Yang's chasing figure getting further and further away, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

At this time, several Yu Dao Sect disciples came here after hearing the news.

"Report to the Peak Master, the disciples are late, please call at any time."

"You came just in time. You will send the injured disciple back for treatment. By the way, please ask these two allies of the Tiangui Sect to go back to the sect to rest. We will talk about it after I return."

After the others left, Lu Qian swayed and disappeared.

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In a mountain col, Yuan Xiaodao, who fled in panic, looked as pale as paper, stumbling and coughing up blood.

"Why don't you see anyone chasing after you? I can't control much anymore. I can't die here." Yuan Xiaodao gritted his teeth and said angrily.

Silently reciting the formula in his heart, he raised the Yuan Gong again, and saw two golden spiritual flames igniting strangely on Yuan Xiaodao's originally injured shoulder. After a short time, the wound gradually healed under the influence of the golden flame at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He tried to lift his arm, but after only slightly bending it, it fell down.

"The peak master of Yu Dao Sect is so powerful that he even locked the meridians on my shoulders. It seems that I can't use my arms for the time being." Yuan Xiaodao thought to himself.

At this moment, Yuan Xiaodao suddenly noticed a familiar consciousness passing behind him.

The next moment, a figure with fire wings on its back passed over Yuan Xiaodao's head and landed in front of Yuan Xiaodao. Yuan Xiaodao couldn't help but stop.

"Oh it's you."

"Why, why can't it be me? The agreement between you and me has not been fulfilled yet. This little fairy has always taken revenge."

"Hahaha!" Yuan Xiaodao suddenly sneered.

"I, Yuan Liang, have been in the world of cultivation for decades and have never seen any bloody scenes. Today I failed to take away your flame spirit. Even if I am killed by you, it will be karma."

"So your real name is Yuan Liang, which is interesting. However, I cannot forgive you today." After saying this, Xu Yang clenched the long pestle in his hand, took a step forward, and was about to launch an attack.

"Do you think that since I can't use my hands for the time being, this Buddha will be at your mercy?"

Before he finished speaking, a golden flame ignited on Yuan Xiaodao's chest. Immediately afterwards, the golden flame climbed up Yuan Xiaodao's body like a golden spiritual snake.

The next moment, golden flames stopped at his mouth and nose. When the golden flames dissipated, Yuan Xiaodao held the shining golden-winged flying knife in his mouth.

Seeing this, Xu Yang couldn't help but take back the steps he took. This was the first time Xu Yang had seen Yuan Xiaodao fighting with his teeth in the end, and he couldn't help but be a little shocked.

Xu Yang turned his attack into defense, holding the pestle tightly with both hands, not daring to move rashly.

At this time, neither of them had the confidence to defeat their opponent. The two faced each other, and neither one made the first move. Their eyes faced each other, with only cold murderous intent in their eyes.

At this time, the two people who were concentrating did not realize that behind a big tree behind them, there was a blue figure hiding, it was Lu Qian who came next.

Lu Qian watched every move of the two men in the distance intently. When he saw Yuan Xiaodao actually fighting to the death with a flying knife in his mouth, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes. There is a white chess piece between the index and middle fingers of the right hand, ready to go.

A breeze passed by, and a dead leaf fell. The dead leaf swayed in the wind. Perhaps only the wind knew its fate.

This dead leaf happened to fall on Yuan Xiaodao's shoulder impartially. The originally static scene was broken at this moment.

Yuan Xiaodao's eyes showed a cold light, and his whole body scurried forward like a preying snake. In the blink of an eye, the sharp blade in his mouth was three feet away from Xu Yang's neck.

Faced with Yuan Xiaodao's desperate fighting style, Xu Yang did not dare to take it head on. A pair of fire wings curled up behind him, and the person had retreated to about ten feet away.

"Boy, you're scared." Yuan Xiaodao locked Xu Yang's bloodthirsty eyes tightly and thought to himself.

The first blow failed, and the second blow followed.

Xu Yang didn't want to hurt both Yuan Xiaodao and Yuan Xiaodao, so he just used the Fire Wing Zhufeng Movement to avoid his sharp edge and look for a good opportunity to counterattack.

Seven or eight rounds passed, and Yuan Xiaodao was like a maggot on the tarsus, pressing forward step by step.

Xu Yang also secretly admired this man's determination not to admit defeat.

Lu Qian, who was hiding behind the big tree, saw that Yuan Xiaodao seemed to have the upper hand, and raised his fingers holding a white chess piece slightly.

At this moment, Yuan Xiaodao staggered, then suddenly fell to the ground, and the golden-winged flying knife in his mouth fell aside.

At this time, Yuan Xiaodao was twitching all over, and a faint golden flame began to burn around him. Under the burning of the golden flame, many blisters the size of broad beans appeared on his exposed arms.

"Kill me quickly! Kill me quickly!" Yuan Xiaodao, lying on the ground, begged intermittently.

Xu Yang stopped for a moment and thought to himself, this guy couldn't be tempted to take the bait because of his sudden injury.

At this moment, Xu Yang received a message from A'Zhu in his mind: "Xiao Xian, the opportunity has come. I feel that there is a powerful metallic flame spirit in this person's body. Currently, this flame spirit is eating back its owner. . The five elements are in conflict with each other, and fire defeats metal. I am sure that if I can subdue this metallic flame spirit, this person will become a useless person."

Hearing what A'Zhu said, Xu Yang no longer hesitated. He made a seal and raised his wrist, and a red bird spirit flame about a foot in size came out of his hand. It was A'Zhu's true body.

The moment the red bird spirit flame came into contact with Yuan Xiaodao's body, it burned all over him.

The red spirit flame wrapped around the golden spirit flame on Yuan Xiaodao's body. The golden spirit flame only resisted for a moment before turning into a golden ball the size of a walnut and was grabbed by Chique.

The next moment, A'Zhu's fire wings stretched out, and with the golden ball, it sank into Xu Yang's forehead and disappeared.

Xu Yang was busy using internal vision to observe the situation in Zifu inside his body.

In the Zi Mansion, in addition to the sleeping Wheel Flame Baby, there was also a golden flame ball with Sanskrit written on its surface. Inside the golden flame ball, a listless three-legged golden crow loomed.

"This Golden Crow Flame Spirit should be a Buddhist thing, and it has already transformed into its original form. If you want it to be completely used by you, you still need to find a way from this person and sign a spiritual contract with him." A'Zhu passed on again. vocal channel.

"Thank you, A'Zhu."

Looking at Yuan Xiaodao lying on the ground, there is no trace of spiritual pressure in his body, and he is no different from an ordinary mortal.

The strange thing is that his appearance has changed into that of an octogenarian, with an old face as haggard as a dead leaf under his loose silver hair.

"Come on, kill me. My spiritual veins are gone now, all my skills are gone, and I am already a useless person." Yuan Xiaodao, who was lying on the ground, stood up tremblingly and said.

"I, Xu Xiaoxian, have never killed anyone who has no power to restrain a chicken."

"Since you won't kill me, how about we make a deal."

"Deal? I wonder what leverage you have to negotiate a deal with me now."

"Would you like to hear a story?"

"It seems you are a person with a story."

"It's a long story. Forty years ago, when I was a teenager, there was a plague in my hometown. Except for me, everyone in the village, including my parents, was also affected by the plague. Death. I escaped alone into the mountains and fainted from hunger on the road. I happened to be rescued by a cultivator who was passing by. Seeing that I had a pitiful background and possessed the spirit of cultivation, he accepted me as his disciple.

This person is my first master and the head of a small sect. In order to repay Master for taking me in and raising me, I practice hard and wholeheartedly want to carry forward Master's sect.

My master has a daughter named Shaner, who is about the same age as me. Junior sister Shan'er and I were childhood sweethearts. Ten years later, we fell in love and wanted to have a private life.

After the master knew about it, he strongly opposed the affair between the two of us, because the master had already promised to marry Junior Sister Shaner to a young man from a big cultivation family as a dual cultivation partner.

In order to survive the sect, the master wanted to marry into this big cultivation family. Marriage is a major matter, and it is the order of her parents. Junior sister Shan'er has been obedient and docile since she was a child, so she had no choice but to obey her master's order to marry this young master.

I went to find this young master from a cultivation family to argue with me. However, my cultivation was still relatively low at that time, so I was seriously injured by two servants of this family and were driven out.

I will never forget that Junior Sister Shan'er, after bidding farewell to her master, simply ordained as a monk and escaped into Buddhism.

Originally, I thought that I would spend my whole life alone eating fast and chanting Buddha's name, but then I met my second master. My second master is an accomplished monk from the famous Jinfo Township in the Zhongyuan world. This gave me hope. I must learn how to snatch Junior Sister Shaner back.

I am not gifted, but my progress in cultivation is far from what I expected. One day, I discovered that my master had a flame spirit ball. I begged my master to give me this flame spirit ball to help me improve my cultivation to a higher level. The master said that this Flame Spirit is the secret treasure of the Golden Buddha Village and cannot be easily passed on to his disciples. He also said that my obsession is too deep. This Golden Crow Buddha Flame Spirit needs to have the purest Buddhist Kung Fu knowledge to control it. Otherwise, I will be killed. Its backlash.

I was unwilling to accept it, and one day I stole the Golden Crow Buddha Flame Spirit while my master was not paying attention. Next, I hid in a deep mountain and used the Golden Crow Buddha Flame Spirit to practice my body. Two years later, I finally got my wish and broke through to the true elixir realm.

Then, I found the previous cultivator family and wanted to kill the young master and take back my junior sister. But it was too late, the junior sister had already given birth to a baby boy for the young master. My junior sister begged me to stop. Seeing that my junior sister was doing well, I had no choice but to leave.

I originally wanted to return to my original small sect to help my master develop the sect in order to repay my life-saving and upbringing grace. However, since I stole the Golden Crow Buddha Flame Spirit from Jinfo Township, I have been wanted by Jinfo Township. In order not to get the master into trouble, I could only hide my name and sneak into the Yuanchang Merchant Association and become a deacon.

Not long ago, when I was practicing, maybe my Buddha mind was unstable and was counterattacked by the flame spirit of the Golden Crow Buddha, so I had to temporarily seal it. Today, in order to escape smoothly, I took the risk to unlock the seal, but ended up with this outcome. "

After Yuan Xiaodao finished speaking, he let out a long breath, and then continued: "Since you have obtained the Golden Crow Buddha Flame Spirit, I want to make a deal with you."