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The Huanxi Sect is a top force in the Demonic Way.
Although it does not have a corresponding inherited magic weapon, it has a leader, three guardians and two Grandmaster-level elders, so it also plays a decisive role in the Demonic Way.
Of course, this is all in the past.
With Li Haocheng taking charge of the righteous way of martial arts, and suppressed intentionally or unintentionally, a demonic sect like the Huanxi Sect, which is rotten to the core, will naturally be fully suppressed by the righteous way.
Faced with the suppression of the entire Jianghu Zhengdao, the Huanxi Sect without the inheritance of magic soldiers was naturally unable to resist.
Soon the leader was killed by the head of the Kong family, and the two elders also died at the hands of the Zhengdao master.
Among the three guardians, only Perennial The ghost Buddha who lives outside avoids the calamity of death.
The dim cave is inlaid with countless luminous pearls.
These luminous pearls are special gems that can emit light.
The brilliance of hundreds or thousands of them blooming at the same time is more dazzling than the same number of torches, illuminating the cave like daylight.
Anyone who enters it can clearly see the various carved beams and paintings in the cave.
These beautiful and exquisite buildings form a huge underground palace.
The underground palace is filled with various rare treasures as decorations.
Under the luminous pearl, Under the illumination, it shone with all kinds of strange brilliance, making it look very magnificent.
But what does not match these things is that the underground palace is not paved with floor tiles, nor is there any blankets.
The smooth floor is actually pieces of human skin, and blood is flowing in the seams of the human skin.
Under the partially broken human skin, there are also exposed Dense bones.
In the center of the "Hu" human skin carpet, there lay a short, fat old man.
He looked fat and ugly.
The thick fat filled the smooth skin, making the surface covered with lightning patterns similar to stretch marks.
As the old man breathed and breathed, wisps of eerie and ominous black mist flowed out of the underground human skin, with the faint sound of ghostly cries blending into the lines.
In a trance, the images of twisted ghosts seemed to emerge from those lines.
At a glance, the old man seemed to be haunted by thousands of resentful spirits, and the visible will of death appeared on the old man's face.
"Papa" the slightly blue-faced old man clapped his hands.
Around the underground palace, more than ten young men and women walked out.
Among them, the women were all graceful, either delicate and charming, or youthful and cute; the men were slender, or...
Handsome and dashing, or gentle and elegant.
They came to the old man, took off their clothes, and had sex in front of the old man unscrupulously.
The atmosphere of lust filled the underground palace.
But the old man seemed to have seen some excellent panacea.
He took a deep breath.
Seventy kinds of Qi radiance circulated around his body, intertwined with each other, and revealed from the infinite death aura behind him a figure with dim brilliance all over, and a top on the temples.
The golden body of Buddha is inlaid with tiny skulls.
Little bits of pink aura merged with the mysteries of life and death and flowed into the Buddha's golden body, washing away the dead energy.
The ugly corpse spots on the old man's skin gradually dissipated little by little.
The stretched skin continued to recover, and even the bulging belly became slightly looser. , shaking slightly with his movements.
"Hahaha" the old man laughed, his obvious joy made him look a bit like Maitreya, but the dozens of men and women who turned into mummies around him were silently telling the horror of his methods and the nature of his heart. of distortion.
"Okay, have you made enough trouble?"
A raging voice sounded from beside the old man, and he said with some disdain: "A mere cultivation level of seventy or more heavens doesn't matter.
The most troublesome part of taking away someone's power is to erase the other person.
The will and attributes of you will reduce the conflict with yourself, and you will choose to distort the fusion of energy and emotions in the process of yin and yang.
The idea of intertwining each other and erasing the will and power attributes of both parties is good, but it is too inferior.
As for you, although you are smarter, you thought of using the death energy to reconcile the lust in the vitality caused by the combination of yin and yang.
And vitality, it’s a little more advanced than the original method, but it’s still difficult to reach the level of elegance.”
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"Let me tell you, instead of continuing to practice like this, you should follow my idea, collect the essence of hundreds of poisons, completely give up your identity as a human, refine your body from tangible to intangible, and then return to form from intangible.
After such a reincarnation , no matter how mixed the original energy is, it will be contained by hundreds of poisons, and even stronger poisons will be derived.
Isn't it better to enhance one's own cultivation?"
"Then it will become your physical body?"
The old man sneered and looked at a huge copper basin next to him.
Dozens of copper nails are nailed to the surface of the copper basin.
Each nail has a relief of an ancient poison.
Inside the basin, there are countless weird tadpole inscriptions carved on it.
In the seemingly simple strokes, there are complex prohibitions flashing.
As the light circulates, there seems to be a wisp of smoke flowing in the empty basin.
When the old man's gaze shifted to the copper basin, he saw a daunting face emerging from the basin.
His face was composed of countless distorted faces, all of which were twisted in pain.
His mouth seemed to be about to speak.
Screaming horribly.
But there was no sound at all in the underground palace, only the increasingly dense, boiling, and burning resentful emotions that impacted people's minds, indicating that these human faces were not phantoms.
This copper basin is the voodoo basin ranked sixth among the top ten magic weapons.
The terrifying demon soldiers formed by the two demon gods of witchcraft and poison among the ancient demon gods possess all kinds of strange abilities.
The most peculiar thing is that there is actually a being with spiritual intelligence in the voodoo pot.
He looked at the old man and said coldly: "Come on, I don't care how much life your body has left.
Besides, if I really want to do something to you, do you think that relying on Buddhist monks to practice can save you Yin Yuanmu?
You underestimate me too much."
The human face in the voodoo pot said, suddenly sensing something, and then his expression changed slightly: "Okay, Pantheon was born, and you didn't tell me."
"I have found a solution to the problem of where to use longevity energy."
The old man said casually, and then added an explanation: "Besides, we are planning to enter it to explore, so it is better to use those puppets When the sacrifice is complete, wouldn't it be better to lay an ambush outside the Pantheon and catch them all in one fell swoop?"
"Haha."
Regarding the old man's explanation, the person in the voodoo pot sneered twice and said coldly: "Well, I originally wanted you to practice on your own, so that the demonic body you can become will be stronger, but now we can't wait.
That’s all I can do.”
After the human face in the basin finished speaking, strange mantras appeared in the acupoints all over Yin Yuanmu's body.
He had no time to resist, and all his skills were revealed uncontrollably, and these strange mantras were condensed in that heavy Qi.
In the light, as the energy and light intertwined, the Buddha's Dharma behind it also changed.
The skull on the top of the Buddha turned from pale to pitch black, human skin replaced the cassock, and human bones replaced the necklace.
A pair of half-closed eyes opened, revealing green pupils, like two pools of rancid green water that had accumulated for thousands of years, dull and absent-minded.
And it's like the skin made of dark gold sank, forming holes, in which poisonous snakes, scorpions, spiders, centipedes, lizards, toads and other poisonous creatures crawled.
The colorful colors were paired with the dark holes and the dark golden body.
Look.
It looks extremely disgusting, twisted, and terrifying.
"This is" the complexion of Yin Yuanmu, who is known as the Ghost Buddha, changed drastically.
He is extremely good at using poison to sacrifice puppets.
Since he did not realize that he was unknowingly being used as a puppet to sacrifice, now he has no trace at all.
Resistance.
"No, no, no."
Yin Yuanmu wanted to resist, but he had not yet made a move.
The man in the voodoo basin let out a terrifying and strange smile, and then there was a continuous crackling sound on his body, and his spine and shoulders The bones, sternum, hand bones, waist bones, pelvic bones, and leg bones were turned into bone mass amidst the continuous explosions.
But except for the skull which is still intact, Yin Yuanmu, who does not have a complete bone in his body, is still standing steadily.
"It's useless, everything you have is given by me.
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You can break free from me."
After saying this, the human face in the voodoo basin rushed into Yin Yuanmu's abdomen, and a big hole emerged, wrapping the voodoo Basin, then the skin surges and gathers again.
"Now, it's time to close the net."
The exact same voice as before came out from the mouth of "Yin Yuanmu".
He stretched out his hand and slapped it, and several big men wearing simple armor crawled out from the human skin carpet.
They had a terrifying aura, but their movements were slightly subtle.
They looked stiff, but they were the puppets that Yin Yuanmu had sacrificed in the past.
"Go" nearly eighty layers of energy emerged from Yin Yuanmu's body, entangled with each other in layers, rolled up several puppets and rushed out of the underground palace, arriving at the birthplace of the Pantheon that he sensed.
"Yes."
Yin Yuanmu looked around the Pantheon.
In his perception, there were still many scar-like scars left in the void.
This was the aura left over from the battle between the good and the evil monks.
"That aura of justice should be the master of this generation's awe-inspiring Qiankun Ruler, and that is the master of the Eight Suffering Wands."
"Yin Yuanmu" identified them one by one, stared at one of them, and was silent for a moment: "This aura, I am a little purer than I was in my heyday, I should be the Taoist true king But fortunately, this true king's power should still be in the seventies.
There are some strange beasts in the Pantheon.
I collect their essence and blood, refine the puppets, and ignore the loss of potential.
A few puppets can go one step further, and my chances of winning are pretty good if I do it mentally or not."
After pondering for a moment, "Yin Yuanmu" asked a few puppets to explore the way in front and slowly walked into the Pantheon.
The Pantheon is not simply located within the heaven and earth.
Every time it appears, you need to go through a not very long passage to enter it.
For an ordinary person to walk normally, it only takes about one stick of incense.
For martial arts masters, it doesn't take much time to reach the end.
"Yin Yuanmu" was very familiar with the Pantheon.
After he entered the Pantheon, he did not stay outside at all.
He went directly to a pond and controlled several puppets to kill a poisonous dragon in the pond.
Just as he was planning to collect the dragon's blood and toxins, he saw a figure rushing towards him from a distance.
He stood firm, looked at the poisonous dragon, and laughed loudly: "What a dragon.
It looks like a fire dragon.
It's right."
It’s suitable for increasing my power.”
After the old devil Chiyan finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to grab the poisonous dragon.
"Yin Yuanmu" himself sneered, and a puppet next to him spewed out the disgusting venom and rushed towards the old devil Chiyan.
The blazing flames rose up, intertwined with energy, and turned into the shadow of the Flame Demon.
The Old Demon of Red Flame took half a step back, looked at "Yin Yuanmu" and said coldly: "Yin Yuanmu, what do you want to do?"
"Why am I still worried that this poisonous dragon is not poisonous enough to complete the training of my puppet?
Now with you, whether it is training or replacement, it is just right."
"Yin Yuanmu" said, and the surroundings Several puppets rushed forward.
The old devil Chiyan laughed loudly, flames rising all over his body.
He stepped forward without fear, stretched out his hand and slapped the abdomen of one of the puppets that was leaping high.
The sound was like a gunpowder explosion, and the abdomen of the puppet exploded.
But what was splashed out in all directions was not flesh and blood and internal organs, but countless poisonous insects.
At the same time, the smelly venom also flowed out from the puppet's abdomen.
Those liquids were like sludge accumulated in a smelly ditch, which made Old Demon Chiyan very sick. .
He took two steps back and frowned as he looked at the streams of green, gray, yellow and green paste.
He could feel the terrible toxicity contained in these things, even if he just stayed around these liquids and had a cultivation level of less than five.
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In the tenth heaven, anyone whose body has not undergone qualitative changes will die suddenly on the spot.
"When did you get to this point?"
Only then did the old demon Chi Yan look squarely at the "Yin Yuan Mu" in front of him.
Only then did he realize that "Yin Yuan Mu"'s cultivation was beyond his imagination.
As he spoke, he was also thinking about his escape route.
But how could "Yin Yuanmu" let the prey escape from his grasp?
He sneered at the old demon Chi Yan, stretched out his hand, and a faint light appeared in the heart of the puppet that had been punched through the abdomen by the old demon Chi Yan.
The old devil Chi Yan raised his eyes and saw that there were no organs at the heart of the puppet.
There was only something similar to a poisonous insect slowly squirming there.
On the surface of the poisonous insect was a talisman covered with strange cinnabar graphics and text.
It was the strange pictures and texts that were shining brightly at this time.
The old demon Chi Yan secretly thought something bad, but before he could move, a ferocious laughter like a howling wolf came from the mouth of another puppet.
He jumped suddenly, Appearing next to Chiyan Old Demon, he opened his mouth to reveal a set of staggered fangs, looking like a ferocious and brutal beast.
With a hook of his hands, he grabbed the shoulders of the old demon Chi Yan, ignoring the surrounding flames and temporarily locking the opponent's movements.
Then the half-broken puppet suddenly exploded, and more green, gray, yellow and green paste was sprinkled on the old demon Chiyan.
In an instant, the flames surrounding the Red Flame Old Demon turned into green, then light gray, and earthy yellow.
At the same time, the demon's dharma appearance, which was intertwined with energy and light, also changed strangely.
Just like the original Buddha image of Yin Yuanmu, the various parts of the body were replaced by a large number of poisonous insects.
The entire demon phantom gradually turned into an insect nest, and the eyes of the old demon Red Flame were like two pools of rancid green water that had accumulated for thousands of years. , rigid and full of dull feeling
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