Chapter 152 Kill Wen Tianren and burn the six possessed souls!
On the other side, because of Wen Tianren’s defeat, the middle-aged man with curly beard and three others were distracted for a moment and neglected their defense.

Zhou Yuan took advantage of this rare opportunity and, at the cost of her magic power, wielded a magic spear and directly stabbed one of the twins.

These two people practiced the secret method of combined attack, so it was no problem for them to join forces to resist the attacks of the two flying centipedes and Zhou Yuan.

Even during the fight, he had the upper hand, giving Zhou Yuan a strong sense of oppression.

The reason why they lost their minds was because Wen Tianren's previous victories were too glorious.

Since entering the late Jindan realm, Wen Tianren has been challenging various masters and has never been defeated.

Even though Wen Tianren's character is not very good, they still pin all their hopes on him, hoping that he can turn the situation around.

But now they saw that the previously invincible Wen Tianren was at a disadvantage for the first time, and the deep-rooted filter in their hearts naturally began to crack.

Unwilling to bear the consequences, Wen Tianren will fail.

"elder brother…"

The other twin boy had a sad and grief-stricken look on his face, and his angry eyes were fixed on Zhou Yuan.

Seeing that the situation was not favorable, the middle-aged man with a curly beard could not help but shout, "Brother Wen, quickly kill that man and wipe out this humiliation."

"Qi Yuan, you deserve to die." Wen Tianren's gritted teeth roared from the purple cloud.

His magic weapon was taken away and his fellow junior brother died tragically. Isn't that the same as dancing on his face?
I thought it was a victory that was easily won, but it turned out to be a miserable scene.

I can't vent my hatred unless I cut Qi Yuan into pieces.

Wen Tianren said in a cold tone: "Next, I will let you taste the power of the first magic skill of Chaos Star Sea, the Six Extremes True Magic Skill."

This boy has many magic weapons, so he can no longer easily gain an advantage in this regard.

Then let's compete to see the strengths and weaknesses of each other's mental methods to save the situation.

The Six Extremes Demonic Art is one of Wen Tianren's powerful means of dominating the Chaos Star Sea, and few mental methods can match it.

Hundreds of golden threads all shrank back into the purple cloud.

In an instant, the purple clouds rolled up without any warning.

Then a strong wind blew up, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within dozens of miles became restless. Suddenly, it poured into the purple cloud like a river flowing into the sea.

Then the clouds suddenly swelled and their color began to change drastically, from purple to grayish white.

There was also a strange crackling sound, which was very small at first, but suddenly became deafening, making people feel very irritated and uneasy.

Senior Brother Wen is serious!
The middle-aged man with curly beard had an ecstatic look on his face. He exerted three times the force of the magic weapon in his hand, repelling two blood jade spiders and a group of gold-eating insects.

He had the good fortune to witness the power of the Six Extremes Saint. The boundless demonic energy and supreme demonic might were enough to kill a cultivator in the late Jindan stage in just a few rounds.

The middle-aged man with a curly beard still remembers this shocking scene vividly.

Summon the Six Extreme Demons!

It's not that easy.

Qi Yuan's spiritual consciousness moved slightly, and light suddenly surged beside him. Five ancient flying knives, the bronze sky spear ancient treasure, the dead man's nail magic weapon, and the black ring magic weapon appeared one by one.

The magic power in the body was continuously injected, and each magic weapon made a clear and bright sound and shone brightly, creating a spectacular scene.

The power of the soul is also being consumed more and more to control several magic weapons.

"Why is your magic power so profound?"

Wen Tianren's tone revealed doubt, and the gray-white fog around him was surging wildly, showing the shock in his heart.

With seven or eight magic weapons activated at the same time, even if he could fill them up, his condition would definitely be weakened.

It's not a one-hit kill.

This behavior is too risky.

But looking at Qi Yuan's condition, he was clearly full of divine light and magic power, without any sign of weakness at all.

Qi Yuan just smiled, with his hands behind his back, tightly grasping two high-level spirit stones to secretly replenish his spiritual power, then he shouted with cold eyes: "Go..."

Mana is weak?

Let’s finish fighting for the pile of high-level spirit stones in the storage bag first.

The next moment, seven or eight magic weapons slammed heavily into the gray-white fog. Suddenly, a gray-white light burst out, which ejected all of Qi Yuan's magic weapons.

A heavy groan was heard from Wen Tianren in the gray fog, and it was estimated that he had suffered serious internal injuries.

Having the ability to block seven or eight magical weapons doesn’t mean you won’t get hurt.

The magic weapon flew out, and just as it stabilized its body, it pounced forward again.

At this moment, an ancient bronze shield suddenly flew out from the gray-white fog and instantly grew to several feet in size.

There was a mysterious array pattern carved on the shield, which suddenly emitted a misty green light, protecting the front.

Treasures such as the ancient flying knife and the ancient bronze spear attacked from all directions, slamming into the ancient bronze shield and making bursts of sharp sounds.

Such a grand event naturally attracted many monks to watch secretly.

Among them were the three blue-robed Confucian scholars.

Seven or eight magic weapons temporarily delayed Wen Tianren, so he could do other things.

Qi Yuan's figure suddenly flashed, and the next moment he appeared near the middle-aged man with curly beard.

Prepare to finish him off.

The middle-aged man with a curly beard sensed the danger coming, groaned secretly on his face, and immediately used his secret skills.

The devil roars!
When the devil roars, everyone is afraid.

This is his unique secret skill, which can sever the enemy's meridians invisibly.

The bearded middle-aged man's cheeks immediately swelled up, and a magic pattern was faintly visible on his forehead.

"What a great secret technique. I just want to ask you, have you been given a chance to perform it?"

Qi Yuan rushed away at a very fast speed, the green flame on his palm was already ready to go, and he shattered the spiritual power shield with one palm and slapped the bearded middle-aged man on the forehead.

This person consumes a lot of mana and his defense shield is relatively fragile.

The burning green fire kept jumping, and the flames rushed into the skin and invaded the soul of the middle-aged man with curly beard.

Then a puff of green smoke came out from above his head, and all signs of life were gone.

You have to kill the bearded man quickly, otherwise Wen Tianren will have no chance if he doesn’t react.

Suddenly, a strange howl came from the cloud, and the gray-white cloud dissipated, revealing Wen Tianren's figure.

Behind him, six tall phantoms of real demons appeared faintly, some with horns on their heads and some covered in scales.

Each of them has a hideous and terrifying face, with fangs in their mouths, and gray-white demonic aura wrapped around their bodies, like a demon descending from heaven.

When Wen Tianren saw Qi Yuan kill the bearded man again, he let out a strange cry and the shadow of a real demon behind him instantly solidified.

As the devil's eyes opened, the sea water turned into an endless scarlet sea of ​​blood, and the islands became piles of bones and remains, giving a sense of déjà vu of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The entire sea was filled with rolling demonic energy, even the scorching golden crow in the sky was covered up, as if a demonic domain had formed.

"Qi Yuan, although these are just phantoms of the Six Saints, they are more than enough to deal with a cultivator like you in the middle stage of the Jindan period." Wen Tianren snorted coldly, his elegant face filled with murderous intent.

"Really? Then I'm going to give the Six Saints' Shadows a try." Qi Yuan rubbed his right hand and suddenly clenched it into a fist. Rays of colorful light gathered together. He looked at the tall shadow of the True Demon with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Wen Tianren laughed in anger and said, "You don't know how high the heaven is and how deep the earth is. You think you can fight against the Six Saints? Go to hell..."

The phantom of the real devil raised its thick devil palm, and the devil armor was several inches long, blue-gray in color, and looked quite disgusting.

But no one paid attention to this small problem, as everyone was stunned by the huge scene.

As the devil raised his hand, a sea of ​​blood surged up, condensing an extremely terrifying energy.

The devil's hand moved back, and a portion of the endless sea of ​​blood was evaporated, and the hill of piled bones was turned into powder bit by bit.

Qi Yuan's figure suddenly soared into the sky, facing the terrifying devil's hand directly, trying to use his tiny body to fight against the oppressive shadow of the real devil.

The huge devil's hand versus the tiny fist.

boom!
The world was shaking violently, and countless ferocious ghosts appeared in the sea of ​​blood, flying towards Qi Yuan together.

Qi Yuan mobilized all his physical strength and threw a punch with his right hand, hitting the claws of the real demon...

The violent thunder sounded again.

Bang!
The shadow of a real demon, like the devil coming to the world, took consecutive steps backwards, its size kept shrinking, and finally retreated behind Wen Tianren.

The little ghost flew out of the sea of ​​blood and disappeared in an instant.

Two punches beat back the real devil's phantom!

Wen Tianren's expression was nothing but shock.

Qi Yuan was also the first person to defeat his true demon shadow.

I was simply being crushed to death, and it was difficult for me to even breathe.

No matter what the cost, Qi Yuan must die!
Wen Tianren would never allow there to be a Jindan cultivator more powerful than him in the Chaos Star Sea.

On Zhou Yuan's side, after the death of the bearded man, with the help of the blood jade spider and the gold-eating bug, she successfully killed the remaining demon cultivator.

Seeing that the younger brother was able to withstand the devil's clutches and punch back with two punches, her beautiful eyes contained worry and some emotions at the same time.

The hardness of the flesh is still a little lacking.

Qi Yuan stretched his right arm to loosen up the muscles, but he still felt uncomfortable after facing the real demon's phantom head-on.

Wen Tianren silently chanted the spell, and the six real demon phantoms behind him moved together. He didn't believe that six against one would still be defeated.
The six saintly phantoms joined forces to attack, and even a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage would not be able to do anything to Wen Tianren.

Otherwise, how can this "Six Extremes True Demonic Art" that can conjure up phantoms be called the number one demonic art in the Chaos Star Sea?

The shadows of the six true demons swayed, and the sun and moon changed color in an instant, and the spiritual energy within a hundred miles became thinner. The extremely terrifying demon pressure hit everyone's heart tightly.

He looked at the six true demon shadows with fear.

“A few bluffing demon shadows, are you really into this?” Qi Yuan glanced at them and immediately summoned seven or eight magic weapons, pouring mana into them…

If the real thing comes out, it would be understandable.

Now, just throw these fake products into the trash.

cut!
Seven or eight magic weapons all shot out, aiming at the phantom of a real demon.

The flying centipede, blood jade spider, and gold-eating bug joined forces to entangle a real demon phantom.

Qi Yuan ignored the remaining four true demon phantoms.

He immediately used his magical power of thunder escape and flashed behind the shadow of the real demon who was entangled by the magic weapon.

One punch knocked the demon shadow unconscious.

Two punches smashed the real devil's phantom!

The four phantoms of the real demons who were flying over were suddenly stopped by the ancient flying knives and the bronze sky spears.

It slightly slowed down the forward progress.

In the short span of three breaths, the shadow of another true demon shattered.

"Do not……"

Wen Tianren cried out in pain.

These sixth-level true demon phantoms were created by him with the help of the nearby spiritual energy, but they were also mixed with some of his own spiritual power.

Every time he was destroyed, his cultivation would be reduced a lot. He could cultivate it back later, but now he would suffer a great loss when facing the enemy.

While Wen Tianren was sad, Qi Yuan brought his pet and killed two more real demon phantoms.

As long as the spirit pets entangled for a while, giving Qi Yuan time to accumulate strength, he could use all his strength and rely on the hardness of his body to smash the real demon's phantom with two punches.

Just after being depressed for a few moments, Qi Yuan shattered two of his holy shadows. Wen Tianren was suddenly frightened awake and hurriedly put the remaining two holy shadows back into his body.

The shadow of the real devil was taken back.

Qi Yuan lost his target, and his figure slowly floated in the air. Not only were there seven or eight magical weapons surrounding him, but there were also majestic and ferocious spiritual pets following him.

Wen Tianren looked at this scene, his heart was broken, and blood was gushing out...

Then his mind moved, and a dazzling golden light suddenly emanated from between his eyebrows.

In the blink of an eye, a small and delicate horn popped out from between Wen Tianren's eyebrows.

It was shining with golden light and covered with incomprehensible profound runes. It did not seem to have a trace of demonic energy, but was instead filled with the pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"Are you willing to summon the Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror?"

Qi Yuan took one look at the situation and spoke softly.

The original owner of the Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror was Tianjing Sanren. He used this magic weapon to kill a generation of Star Palace Master, so the magic weapon became famous.

Although Wen Tianren's magic weapon is a replica, it can still scare many cultivators by borrowing the reputation of the former.

Of course, the imitation itself is equally powerful.

Since Wen Tianren can possess a replica of the Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror, doesn't the Six-Path Supreme Saint have the method of refining the Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror?
Wen Tianren, with a golden horn between his eyebrows, seemed to be full of confidence. The panic that was originally hidden in his eyes disappeared without a trace.

But when he heard Qi Yuan calling out the name of his magic weapon, it seemed from his tone that he already knew it.

Wen Tianren's face darkened a little, and he waved his hand, revealing eight golden flames.

These golden flames were as small as fists, brilliant and dazzling, and quickly spun around Wen Tianren.

The next moment, their flames went out, revealing eight ancient mirrors made of pure gold.

These mirrors are about the size of a palm, one side is as smooth as water, with a hint of golden light flowing, while the other side is wrinkled, uneven, and ugly.

The golden horn between Wen Tianren's eyebrows flashed with light, and a thin golden light suddenly spurted out, hitting the mirror closest to him, and then quickly bounced onto the small mirror next to him.

It bounced eight times in a blink of an eye, and the golden light became stronger after each bounce.

When it popped out from the last golden mirror, the golden light had become as thick as a baby's arm.

Five Elements Futian Tower!
After this life-saving magic weapon was successfully refined, it had been nurtured in Qi Yuan's dantian and had never been taken out for fighting.

Today I encounter the Eight-Gate Golden Mirror, it’s time to show off my skills.

A seven-story small tower flew out from Qi Yuan's body at a silky speed. The yellow beads on the top of the tower emitted a faint light, and the bells on the eaves of the tower made crisp sounds while ringing slightly.

Rays of colorful light flowed gracefully from top to bottom, and inside the tower, the five elements of earth fire swayed quietly.

Qi Yuan flicked his finger and shot out a beam of colorful magic power, which escaped into the Five Elements Futian Tower. The body of the magic weapon shook twice.

Behind him, a phantom of a tower about thirty or forty feet high suddenly appeared, as if suppressing all evil spirits.

Qi Yuan stretched out his hand and opened his palm, the Five Elements Futian Tower fell down automatically, and he looked at Wen Tianren without any murderous intent in his eyes.

Then he threw the Five Elements Futian Tower high up. The tower body swelled up in the wind and instantly transformed into a giant tower, echoing the phantom of the tower behind Qi Yuan.

The colorful light filled the entire sea!
town!
The Five Elements Futian Tower suddenly pressed down towards Wen Tianren from above, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth began to riot again, much more violent than the six saints' phantoms just now.

Wen Tianren felt the crisis of life and death, and grabbed the golden light emitted by the last mirror with one hand.

He suddenly held the golden ball of light in his hand across his chest, then gently slapped it with his other hand. After the two palms hit each other up and down, the ball of light shattered.

Countless thumb-sized light balls flew out, but strangely, none of them missed and shot into the eight small mirrors.

All of a sudden, the golden mirror shone brightly, and after a tremor, eight golden light beams as thick as bowls spurted out from the mirror.

As soon as the golden beam of light appeared, the sea water suddenly became turbulent and the wind was strong.

The golden beam of light rushed straight up from below towards the Five Elements Futian Tower. Strange crackling sounds were heard wherever it passed, and the space was slightly distorted.

The two collided and there was silence for a moment.

At this moment, no one could hear any sound.

But the next second, all the monks were shocked and their eyes turned black.

The cultivator who was closer couldn't suppress the blood and energy in his body, and he spat out blood. He stood up and retreated a long way in fear.

It's really unbelievable that someone would get injured while watching a play.

boom!
The nearby sea water was lifted up dozens of feet, and three or four peaks on the island suddenly exploded.

Seeing such a powerful magic weapon, Wen Tianren showed a resentful look. He could feel that Qi Yuan's Five Elements Futian Tower was more powerful than the Eight Gates Golden Light Mirror.

How did Qi Yuan refine a magic weapon of this quality?

Wen Tianren's figure flashed, and he formed seals with his hands. The Eight Gates Golden Light Mirror suddenly shot out three golden light beams, which were as powerful as before.

Qi Yuan's mind moved, and he quickly made some hair-raising gestures with his hands.

The yellow bead on the Five Elements Futian Tower automatically broke away, absorbing all the essence of the sun and the moon, shining brightly until it looked like a golden crow, and then it was embedded in its original position.

Every time the tower fell an inch, the golden light column was compressed an inch.

Wen Tianren below also spat out blood because his life-saving magic weapon was damaged.

"town!"

Qi Yuan shouted loudly.

The Five Elements Futian Tower pressed down wildly, breaking three golden light pillars, shattering the Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror, and directly trapping Wen Tianren's figure inside the tower.

The five elements of earth fire instantly burned up, burning Wen Tianren's body.

"You dare to kill me? You will die soon, haha."

Wen Tianren was in the sea of ​​fire, laughing loudly.

Is it the possessed spirit of the Six Paths Supreme Saint?

Qi Yuan flew into the Five Elements Futian Tower, where he was the king of dominance and Wen Tianren could not make any waves at all.

The power of the five elements stabilizes Wen Tianren.

Walking up to him step by step, Qi Yuan raised his right hand, his entire arm covered with soul-burning green flames, and slapped it on Wen Tianren's forehead, burning his soul.

Wen Tianren's face twisted in pain, but soon he changed into a calm expression, his eyes filled with endless vicissitudes...

“Who killed my descendants?”

Wen Tianren's aura shook, emitting an aura that did not belong to the Jindan stage, and his cultivation was also rising.

"If your real self came, I might have to flee, but it's just a soul, there's nothing to worry about."

The God-Burning Green Fire in Qi Yuan's hand suddenly increased in strength, and his spiritual power was also consumed at an accelerated rate.

The soul in the late Nascent Soul stage is extremely tough.

Fortunately, it was just a possessed soul, and not much was left.

"Ah, your green flame is so strange. My friend, if you let him live, I will let bygones be bygones and will never seek revenge." Wen Tianren made a painful sound, his tone sounding very old.

Qi Yuan didn't care and focused on burning his soul. He was not moved no matter how much "Wen Tianren" talked.

A moment.

After Qi Yuan consumed most of his spiritual power, he finally burned the spirit of the Six Paths Supreme Saint that was left in Wen Tianren's body.

Wen Tianren is dead!

The possessed spirits of the six realms were destroyed.

(End of this chapter)