My Debauched Devotion

I don't know when it started, black clouds rolled over Jianping, and the wind gathered.

Howling winds rushed from all directions, and the vast spiritual energy also vibrated, and the air pressure dropped suddenly, making the hair stand on end and the joints tremble.

Ye Fan's ribs were broken, his five internal organs were shattered, and the spiritual pressure in his dantian, which he was trying to maintain with secret techniques, was broken by Chu Yan's words.

At this moment, he stood upright, his limbs twitched, twisted, and entangled, and his hands actually tore a bloody gash from his forehead.

A huge white eye protruded from it, and an indescribable pitch-black thing cut out from the chest, and suddenly stretched out countless tentacles, dragging the two Herrschers into the bottomless chest cavity with lightning speed .

All this happened within a few breaths!

Someone in the crowd suddenly jumped out.

"Ghost!"

Everyone's expression changed, they didn't dare to look at him, and ran away.

Thousands of disciples quickly made a mess, shouting while running:

"Junior Brother Ye Fan has gone mad!"

"No, Junior Brother Ye Fan is originally You Ming!"

"No, this bastard summoned Nether!"

"He is an apostle!"

The incident was urgent, the scene was chaotic, and there was everything to say...

Although the disciples of the inner sect have to hold anti-ghost drills every year, there has only been one occurrence of ghosts appearing inside the mountain protection formation in the millennium.

Looking back, looking back, that was already yesterday!

The situation yesterday was very different.

At that time, You Ming appeared on Zhijian Peak, there was an elder holding sword, and the other elders were also idle. As soon as You Ming appeared, the disciples had no time to react, and disappeared in an instant.

And now, You Ming rarely appeared in the low-altitude Jianping!

The elder holding the sword went out.

Elder Dan Yao is twenty miles away at Baicao Peak.

Bo Yunzi, Elder Discipline, and Elder Zhujian were all repairing and maintaining the formation, so they couldn't get out immediately.

This is very dangerous!

"Golden Core Netherworld!"

The two Herrschers died on the spot, and Nether quickly absorbed the spiritual power of the two, completing the upgrade from Foundation Establishment to Golden Core.

With the sadness and the vast and silent coercion like the ancient prehistoric, everyone suddenly felt the breath freeze, as if there were infinite invisible giant hands that could tear the space, tearing their spiritual roots from the air.

It also seems to have sticky, vague and weird words, like a bell ringing by gods and demons, beating everyone's souls one after another.

Facing the two Herrschers who disappeared into the dark abyss, Luo Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, his bloated body was slightly heavy.

His eyelids suddenly jumped, and he quickly reacted, and quickly shouted at the crowd:

"All disciples below Jindan escape into the underground cave!"

"The elders use the big formation, and don't take risks against the enemy, lest the higher-level Nether will take advantage of it. We need to wait for the golden core disciples to join forces to fight against the enemy."

"Nephew Jiang, quickly take Nephew Xiao out of here!"

Chu Yan was still dumbfounded.

In broad daylight, living people become ghosts?

Chuyan had never seen such a battle before, her face was pale, her eyes were fixed, her mind went blank, and she didn't hear Luo Sheng calling her at all.

Until Xiao Ran took the resonance in his palm and stroked her dog's head.

"Wake up!"

Only then did Chu Yan suddenly wake up, knowing that she was in great danger, she pulled Xiao Ran and wanted to leave.

"Let's go!"

Xiao Ran was not ready to leave, he had a premonition that this Nether was staring at him.

He wanted to escape, and Nether was chasing after him, and he didn't know how many people would die tragically along the way.

Dozens of Golden Core disciples were present, so there was no chance of life, not to mention that Bo Yunzi, who was in the Body Fit state, was guarding the formation at the main peak, and he might take a risk at a critical moment.

"We are sword bearers, how can we leave?"

Chu Yan was stunned, and stared at Xiao Ran in a daze, the refined and elegant Xiao Ran,

There is actually a hard side.

There is no way, if Xiao Ran doesn't leave, she can only bite the bullet and stay.

Black clouds rolled, the wind blew, and the mournful howling tore apart the soul.

Everyone stabilized their minds.

Except for Xiao Ran on Jianping, the other 30 people are all in the Jindan realm, with inner sect coaches, elite disciples, and the head or elders of Zongzhi Mountain's branch sect.

Accompanied by the mournful sound of Ming, Nether gradually showed its complete form.

Ye Fan's head was unexpectedly preserved, but a huge white eyeball occupied his facial features, which looked extremely creepy.

There are countless small white dots reflected in the eyeballs, densely packed, constantly opening and closing, changing shape and changing position, forming a breathtaking and strange figure.

Ye Fan's body was long gone, and thousands of slender tentacles grew on his head, circling around him like a sunflower hanging in the air.

Among them, the four tentacles evolved from Ye Fan's limbs are particularly thick and may be attacking tentacles.

Sunflower Nether did not continue to attack the others except for devouring the two Herrschers at the beginning.

Instead, it hung in front of li xuan, making an indistinct whisper.

"I am... the Emperor's... capital..."

Well, you are, your whole family is!

Xiao Ran was too lazy to compete with You Ming for talent, and stared at the dense white spots in his big pale eyes.

He suddenly discovered that there seemed to be some kind of linkage reaction between these small white spots and the scattered tentacles.

"not good!"

He guessed that You Ming might use these white spots to try to hypnotize the Golden Core monks around him, and then use his tentacles to absorb the spiritual power of everyone, so as to upgrade and evolve!

"Everyone, spread out, this thing is hypnotizing!"

Everyone woke up suddenly, only then did they realize that their spiritual pressure was slowly dissipating at an imperceptible speed.

At this moment--

In the northern sky, there are three sword shadows flying towards quickly.

"Circular sword array!"

Twelve flying swords fell vertically, nailing them ten feet away from Netherworld, blocking most of the tentacles.

In a blink of an eye, three sword shadows landed in front of everyone.

"All the golden cores are withdrawn, it is absorbing spiritual power!"

It was Chen Xingxing who spoke.

Behind him, followed by two other inner sect coaches.

The cultivation bases of the three are all Nascent Souls!

The people on Jianping breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly clasped their fists together and said.

"Senior Brother Chen, Senior Brother Zhang, Senior Brother Ouyang."

Chen Gongxing glanced at You Ming, and there was a tingling expression on his cracked face.

"No need to be formal, this time I just invited two senior brothers to Jianping to watch the battle, I didn't expect it to be in time."

Senior Brother Zhang and Senior Brother Ouyang are older, they are both senior coaches in the sect, they clasped their fists at Luo Sheng and said:

"Sorry, I didn't have time to save the two junior brothers."

"No one would have thought that such a thing would happen. The three senior brothers arrived in time to save all of us."

Luo Sheng was relieved, and quickly said to the three senior brothers:

"I'll leave it to the three senior brothers here, and I will go to direct the disciples to retreat with all the Jindan seniors and nephews."

The Jindan disciples exited in an orderly manner, and each returned to the area in charge, commanding the disciples to prevent new ghosts.

Only Xiao Ran, Chu Yan and the three Yuanying were left on Jianping to teach.

Chen Gongxing patted Xiao Ran's shoulder.

"You go too."

"I?"

Xiao Ran frowned.

What about option one that the sword wielder agreed?

Chen bowed and said:

"The last time was just a theoretical assessment, which shows that I'm not mistaken. You are indeed a talented swordsman, but after all, you have only cultivated qi, and you haven't reached the time to go to the battlefield. If you die here, you will die in three days. I died on Sword Holding Peak."

Xiao Ran shook his head calmly, feeling that Chen Xingxing underestimated You Ming.

"We're already on the battlefield."

The two old Yuanying coaches didn't even pay attention to You Ming.

"Bo Yunzi is watching from the top of the mountain. If there is any danger, the risky thunderstorm will save you. Relax and treat it as a trial."

Xiao Ran smiled helplessly and said:

"The Nether will not test me."

After finishing speaking, he slashed out with a random sword, even if it was driven by spiritual power, the sword power was superimposed layer upon layer, roaring like a dragon, and in the end it was still quickly swallowed by Nether.

The sword that instantly killed Ye Fan was nothing but a fart in front of You Ming.

"This Nether is different. His white eyes can change shapes, and his tentacles are too thin and too thin. The two cooperate to draw spiritual power in a strange and hypnotic way. It may evolve like a snowball."

Elder brother Ouyang stroked his beard and said:

"Don't be alarmed, Nether is also a living being, and the three Nascent Soul monks like me can't deal with a Golden Core Nether?"

The figures of the three of them flashed, forming corners, surrounding You Ming in the middle.

"Samadhi is really out of fire!"

The yellow flames from the three realms of Nascent Soul spurted out, burned towards Nether, and merged into a white flame on Nether.

Netherworld was quickly burned to ashes, and in a blink of an eye it got up from the ashes again, condensing the figure of Sunflower again.

"Ok?"

What's even more unbelievable is that You Ming absorbed the power of the Nascent Soul in the flames, and was quickly upgraded to the Nascent Soul You Ming!

The three were shocked.

"how is this possible!"

"What ghost ghost is this?"

Maybe it's the Great Emperor Youming!

Xiao Ran thought so.

Ye Fan's incarnation of Nether seems to have the power of the great emperor in the Nether, infinitely absorbing spirits, constantly reborn in death, and evolving...

There are usually only two ways to deal with ghosts.

The first one is to cast high spiritual pressure long-range spells to suppress and destroy Nether's physical body in one fell swoop, exceeding the upper limit of Nether's absorption of spiritual power.

It's a pity that Samadhi, who was sure of winning, failed.

Next, there is only the second option - melee sword fighting, physical supernatural power.

Among the three, Chen Gongxing, the one with the best swordsmanship, flashed his figure.

Stepping closer to You Ming, he slashed across with a sword.

Now it's Nascent Soul vs. Nascent Soul!

Even though Chen Gongxing's body skills are solid and his swordsmanship is top-notch, it is difficult to win quickly. He was soon entangled by You Ming's thick limbs and fell into a bitter struggle.

A sword cuts the tentacles, and the tentacles immediately grow out in place...

The speed of swinging the sword could not keep up with the speed of the growth of the tentacles. If it weren't for Chen Gongxing's solid posture and stepping in the blind spot of the tentacles, he would have disappeared long ago.

Seeing this, the two old men realized the seriousness of the problem. They were old and lacked physical skills, and it was nothing to go up, so they raised their heads and shouted:

"This is not a Nether that I and the Nascent Soul cultivators can solve. Senior Brother Chen must not die. Please also ask Senior Brother Bo Yunzi to quickly drop the thunder to kill this ghost!"

The eyes of the main peak.

Sitting cross-legged, Bo Yunzi fell into silence, unable to make a decision for a while.

Jianping, behind the two old men, Xiao Ran, who had always been regarded as air, led Chuyan to the front of the two.

"Wait!"

Xiao Ran felt that the human-shaped Nether that appeared on Zhijian Peak yesterday might have some connection with this Nether.

Seeing the strong man, the ghost will judge the situation and run away.

And this Nether's predecessor, Ye Fan, is also an old Yinbi. In the previous battle, he deliberately used the stone wall to trap him, luring him to break through the wall and hit the black tower.

Therefore, the Sunflower Youming in front of him is likely to be smarter than everyone imagined, and it is likely to set up a trap!

If there is a high-ranking Nether lying in ambush outside the mountain protection formation at this moment, once the thunder strikes and reveals a flaw, the high-ranking Nether sneaks in, the master is not there, and the head of Sleeping Cultivation, Zongzhi Mountain may be destroyed.

But Chen Xingxing has been caught in a hard fight, and his life is in danger at any time. The real Yinyue is still on the way, and she is not good at fighting...

The situation is urgent and there is no further delay. Xiao Ran has a plan now, and said to the two old coaches:

"I would like to ask the two senior brothers to protect me here, beware of the ghost attack, and give me a hundred breaths of time."

With the situation at this point, the two coaches dare not rely on the old to sell the old.

"it is good."

Xiao Ran then said to Chu Yan behind him:

"You send spiritual power to my dantian."

Chuyan was slightly taken aback, and reminded softly:

"Can you bear the spiritual power of the Golden Core Realm?"

Xiao Ran is speechless, what time is it, and he is still thinking about such trivial matters!

"Why didn't you ask me if I could bear it when you pressed me under you last night?"

The faces of the two old coaches froze, and they couldn't keep up with the thinking of the young people for a long time.

Chu Yan didn't blush, her heart didn't beat, she stood behind Xiao Ran, her palms gathered together.

She didn't have to bend down, she just raised her palm to the front and back of Xiao Ran's dantian.

With palms pressed together, a majestic spiritual power of the classic realm blasted into Xiao Ran's sea of ​​energy!

"puff--"

Xiao Ran didn't hold back, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he gritted his teeth to gather himself.

"Would you be gentle with your movements?"

"okay."

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