Buddha is the Tao

Humph! The Xuanyuan Dharma King's body is a wisp of blood essence, naturally not affected by these negative emotions, with a cold snort! His body was shrouded in blood light, and the dark wind blew over the blood light, and was naturally swallowed up and turned into his own energy. Wen Lanxin waved his hand and called back the Ten Thousand Demons Banner. A stream of resentful dark wind was absorbed onto the long banner. The pattern of monsters on the long banner became clearer and clearer. Zhou Qing was even more determined, and threw the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword over his head! Ten times the absorption, like a whale sucking water, in an instant, the resentment of the dark wind in the entire valley was sucked dry, and the ancient and dark blade did not change at all, indeed! Although this resentment is heavy, it is not a ghost entity after all, and the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword cannot be transformed into pure spiritual power for Zhou Qing's body and soul to absorb.

The Xuanyuan Dharma King and Wen Lanxin smiled bitterly at each other. Although they were much more powerful than Zhou Qing, the speed of absorbing this resentment of the dark wind was far less than that of this ancient magic weapon, the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword. "What a powerful evil spirit!" After Wen Lanxin's Ten Thousand Demons Banner absorbed a little bit of ghost energy, the evil spirits inside were at least one tenth stronger than before. This was just the breath that occasionally leaked out of the seal. It was so powerful. If a few hundred military souls were attached to it, I'm afraid this long banner would immediately become a magic weapon that was not inferior to any magic weapon.

Wen Lanxin looked at the dark cave entrance and was moved. It is well known that it is extremely difficult to sacrifice magic weapons in the magic way. Often, a powerful magic weapon requires hundreds of wronged souls. Wen Lanxin's Ten Thousand Demons Banner sounds nice, but in fact, there are only thousands of souls in it, and half of them are the souls of monsters she killed that year. Although she had high skills, she suffered from not having a good magic weapon. She was knocked off the cliff by the four great masters of Taoism whose skills were far lower than hers. She was upset and wanted to make a magic weapon that could compete with the magic weapons of Taoism. Unfortunately, it was difficult to find materials, so she set her sights on the ancient battlefield of Changping. In fact, using the wronged souls to condense into the true body of the devil was secondary, and making magic weapons was the primary goal. Xuanyuan Fawang had the same idea as him.

The wronged souls of Changping, their resentment alarmed the heavens, and even the nine-day thunder tribulation of the heavens could not do anything. The weight of their resentment and their strength were simply unbelievable. Such souls were rare and precious objects for demons and monsters, and were more attractive than natural treasures, elixirs and rare treasures. According to the occasional shocking wind just now, I am afraid that all of these military souls are at the level of ghost kings, and one can be worth thousands or tens of thousands of ordinary souls. Even though Xuanyuan Fawang and Wen Lanxin knew that it was extremely dangerous inside, they couldn't help but want to go in.

"Forget it! Fortune and wealth are sought in danger. It turns out that I have underestimated the power of these Changping wronged souls. As long as we collect a few thousand of these military souls and make magic weapons, even Changmei's purple and green swords will be inferior! It is possible to break through to the realm of Lianxu Hedao by using them for practice. At that time, ascending to the heaven is not a dream. At least it can restore my old power!" Xuanyuan Fawang muttered to himself. Zhou Qing and Wen Lanxin on the side heard it clearly. Even though one of them is a demon among demons and the other is a young master with a firm mind, they are both as nervous as a cat!

Zhou Qing is fine. His skills, whether it is the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills or the Sword Qi Lingkong Jue, are not magic skills. Those wronged souls can only be used to make magic weapons, which is of no use for practicing. With the first-class magic weapon such as the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, the magic weapon doesn't matter. It's just that I can make a few for my apprentice to increase their strength. After all, it's the sect I founded. Although there are few people, Zhou Qing still values ​​it very much.

Wen Lanxin waved his hand and said, "Then let's go in together. Each of these wronged souls is as good as a cultivator in the middle stage of the Spiritualization. Especially the invisible and incorporeal ones are the most difficult to deal with. If there are ten or eight of them, we are naturally not afraid, but they were an army before they died, and they must be together after death. If there are thousands of them at a time, even if we have ten lives, it will not be enough! Be careful and don't disperse!" Zhou Qing and Xuanyuan Dharma King nodded solemnly. Even though they are all lawless people, any one of them can turn the world upside down in the cultivation world, but they are still uneasy about subduing these fierce ghosts who are not afraid of even the heavenly tribulation.

At that moment, Zhou Qing opened the Aurora Shield, and the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword was also in his hand. The Taoist robe of the Xuanyuan Dharma King swelled, and the Tai Chi pattern made of platinum silk on the back shone brightly, covering the three people. Zhou Qing then discovered that the Taoist robe of the Xuanyuan Dharma King was actually a powerful Taoist magic weapon. Wen Lanxin also opened the Ten Thousand Demons Banner and turned into a ball of black air to add another layer of protection outside. The three of them flew to the cave entrance together!

As soon as they entered the cave entrance, gusts of cold wind blew towards them. Zhou Qing had the weakest power. Even with the protection of three layers of barriers, the overwhelming cold air still penetrated in. Cluck! Cluck! For a while, Zhou Qing was so cold that his teeth were trembling, and his blood was coagulating. "My goodness! It's colder here than the South Pole or the North Pole!" Zhou Qing quickly used the Yuanshen True Fire to refine the cold air that invaded his body, and then he recovered. After entering the cave, the three of them did not dare to act rashly and stopped. Although the cave was pitch black and they could not see anything in front of their faces, they could see everything clearly. The entrance of the cave was a large flat rocky ground with a radius of ten feet. The ground was slippery and covered with a three-inch thick layer of black ice. Zhou Qing knocked it with his knife and it actually made a clanging sound. A three-foot-wide passage extended diagonally to the ground. The passage was filled with black air. No matter how hard the three of them used their eyesight, they could not see the movement of the black air. Xuanyuan Fawang and Wen Lanxin didn't care what Zhou Qing thought. They each took out a flying sword and hit the black ice on the ground fiercely. Pieces of black ice fell down. With a stroke of their hands, a space crack appeared beside them. After a while, the black ice of ten feet in radius was divided up by the two of them and stuffed into their own Xumi Jiezi space. Zhou Qing was heartbroken: "These are the black Yin Xuan ice condensed by the thousand-year Yin wind and the deadly evil spirit! Good stuff as famous as Taiyi Jingjin. It is not only extremely hard but also extremely lethal when trained into a magic flying sword. As long as it is hit, the true essence will be frozen. You actually took it all away and didn't leave me any! You are really a good friend!" Zhou Qing was very angry.

"Hehe! You are quite knowledgeable, kid!" Seeing the muscles on Zhou Qing's face twitching, as if his own flesh was cut, the Dharma King Xuanyuan laughed strangely and said, "Take it! As long as you can take it away, we will give it all to you!" Zhou Qing stopped talking. He really couldn't take it away. The cold air of the black Yin Xuanbing was extremely sharp. Even steel would be frozen into slag if it touched it. He didn't have the two of them to open up the Xumi space. He could only keep it on his body. What would happen? He would definitely turn into a frozen zombie in less than three minutes. Although his golden silkworm soul was of the fire attribute and could completely suppress it, his skills would be discounted. In such a dangerous place, damaging his own strength was not much different from suicide!