Chapter 540 Sealing the Old Man
Ye Tian threw away a few people, and finally turned back to the vicinity of Ling Tianzong.
After a lot of tossing, the spiritual power in Ye Tian's body has been consumed enormously, and the most dangerous place is also the safest place, but after all, Ling Tianzong has been slaughtered, Ye Tian can't stay in Ling Tianzong rashly, but in the mountains near Ling Tianzong After finding a quiet place and arranging a few formations, he calmed down and sat down to recover the lost spiritual power.
The second layer of "Nine Turns Yinxing Xiantian Jue" has gone through four transformations and has undergone great changes. The power of the stars in the meridians has now become like a roaring river, flowing turbulently.
Ye Tian knew very well that "Nine Turns Leading Stars Xiantian Jue" is only short of the fifth transformation and can completely break through the first three levels of cultivation. Perhaps only then will the mysterious man's banned cultivation methods above the fourth level be lifted. So there is no longer a rush.
However, the battle with Nangong Qiming also made him realize the benefits of increasing physical strength, so even if the "Nine Turns Yinxing Xiantian Jue" could no longer improve himself, he still insisted on using the power of stars to impact his skin, meridians and muscles and bones.
While Ye Tian was immersed in it, suddenly, there was a violent explosion from Ling Tianzong.
"boom!"
The loud noise was like thunder, even Ye Tian in the formation could clearly sense the shaking of the ground, Ye Tian immediately removed the formation that blocked the outside sound, only to hear a hearty laugh: "Hahaha, I don’t want the Lingtian Sect to be destroyed just like that, since the old man sees the light of day again today, all ghosts will surely make the common people feel uneasy.”
As soon as the man's voice fell, gusts of wind blew up all around, and wherever the wind passed, there was a smell of corruption.
Seeing this, Ye Tian immediately put away the formation and ran towards Ling Tianzong along the mountain road while hiding his aura.
However, Ye Tian was very cautious, he didn't dare to get close to it, and he didn't dare to release his divine sense at will. For the sake of safety, he put an amulet on himself.
Because the aura exuded by that person's laughter just now has already vaguely made Ye Tian guess the other party's cultivation base, the other party's strength may have reached the Nascent Soul Stage, and it may even be someone who doesn't know the Nascent Soul Stage. Geometric old monster.
There is a reason for Ye Tian to guess like this.
Ling Tianzong was destroyed, and those monsters at the foot of the mountain just now were no longer under the control of Ling Tianzong's formation, and became a mess.
And judging from what that person said, it was obvious that this person had been trapped in the mountain by Ling Tianzong's formation. Now that Ling Tianzong was destroyed and the formation was broken, this person was able to escape.
The person who can let Ling Tianzong use formation to control him must be an extremely advanced cultivator of the evil sect.
While Ye Tian was thinking, he suddenly felt a powerful sense of consciousness sweeping from the sky, and then a man in a purple robe flew down from the sky, and instantly appeared at a height of less than 100 meters above Ling Tianzong.
"Who are you, and why do you appear here?" The purple-robed man looked at the ruins of a collapsed mountain in Ling Tianzong, and said in a deep voice.
"Who are you asking this old man? Haha, this old man still wants to ask who you are!" The hearty voice fell, and there was a rickety man with gray hair scattered on his back among the ruins of the collapsed mountain. The old man suddenly soared into the sky.
"This fellow Taoist, next is Nangong Jing, the Patriarch of the Nangong Family. I don't know who you are, why is he trapped in Ling Tianzong?" Nan Gongjing, a purple-robed man, said modestly.
After Ye Tian practiced "Nine Turns Yinxing Xiantian Jue", his five senses have already surpassed ordinary people. Even though he is far away from the man in purple robe and the old man with rickets, he can still hear their voices with his eyes and ears without using divine sense. dialogue.
The purple-robed man Nangong Jing, the patriarch of the Nangong family, this news undoubtedly fell into Ye Tian's mind like a bomb, setting off a huge wave.
He remembered very clearly that the Ye family was destroyed, the people behind it were the Nangong family, and the purple-robed man in front of him was the head of the Nangong family. Since he came to this world, he has suffered many hardships along the way, and endured humiliation for several years. The ultimate goal is not to kill the head of the Nangong family in front of him.
"It turned out to be a member of the Nangong family. I didn't expect that the little fish and shrimps in the past would have their days of holding their heads high. It's really unpredictable." The old man said with some disdain, and he didn't pay attention to the Nangong family in his words. , even, the crooked old man has not even glanced at Nangong Jing since the moment he appeared.
"This fellow Taoist, why do those who practice the Tao speak such wild words? The secular people still know that in the past 30 years in the east of the river, and in the past 30 years in the west of the river, for those who practice the Tao, the changes in the world are nothing but vicissitudes. Now that the world has undergone great changes, this fellow Taoist Since I got out of trouble from Ling Tianzong, I was the first person I saw, and it was due to fate, why don't you make friends with me so that I can tell you about the current situation, wouldn't it be good?" Nangong Jing said to the old man. He didn't take his words to heart, and was about to invite the old man to join his camp.
This old man doesn't look amazing, but Nangong Jing knows that this old man is absolutely extraordinary, since the person who can seal Ling Tianzong must be some kind of old monster who is thousands of years old.
Just now, Nangong Jing used his divine sense to scan the past, but there was no difference in the depth of this person's cultivation level. This person's cultivation level is probably far beyond his imagination, but right now this old man seems to have just broken through from the seal , the cultivation base has not recovered for a while, and the strength that can be displayed is at most the Nascent Soul Stage.
But even so, Nangong Jing did not dare to take it lightly, because what he had to face was far more than Nangong Jin. Cang Yue and Wurizong were in the north. After the massacre, the Nangong Family and the State of Song became the last remaining enemies of Cang Yue and Wu Rizong.
Of course, the shadow of Nangong Jin is indispensable.
In the current situation, as long as you think about it carefully, many of them may have been deliberately done by Nangong Jin. Seeing it poorly, Nangong Jin's attention must be to let the Nangong family and Wurizong fight against each other. In the end, he Sit back and reap the benefits of the fisherman.
If this Nangong Jin joins forces with the Wuri Sect, even with the help of the entire Nangong family behind him, Nangong Jing will feel that the outcome is unpredictable.
So it was a surprise to find this old man suddenly today. If he could get the help of this old man, his chances of winning against Nangong Jin and Wu Rizong would be greatly increased.
As for the future, what happened to Nangong Jin earlier will be the future of this old man.
"Although the old man is sealed within the Lingtian Sect, the world's major events cannot escape the old man's eyes. Although your cultivation in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul is rare in the world, it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the old man. Previously The person who slaughtered Ling Tianzong's house-taker must be your enemy, and now that the old man has just seen the light of day again, you want to use the old man as your spearman, maybe it's a little too much to look at the old man with a smile?" The crooked old man suddenly smiled. With a weird smile on his face, he looked at Nangong Jing and said with disdain.
"Fellow daoist, why did you say that? I'm making friends with sincerity, and I don't have any other ideas. Besides, the world is in chaos, and the Nangong family can be regarded as the number one family in the world at the time. I think that the spiritual power of fellow daoists has not yet recovered, and the Nangong family is willing to offer it to you." All kinds of spiritual stones and elixir are here to restore the spiritual power and cultivation level of fellow Taoists." Nangong Jing saw that the crooked old man was unwilling to accept the olive branch he had stretched out, and although he was a little dissatisfied in his heart, he still smiled and invited him .
"Hmph, boy of the Nangong family, you also know that the old man's spiritual power and cultivation have not yet recovered. If Xie Zihuai hadn't used the power of foreign objects to win the old man by chance, otherwise you are worthy of talking to the old man ?” said the crooked old man with a cold look on his face.
When Nan Gongjing heard the words "Xie Zihuai", he suddenly realized that this rickety old man was actually an old monster who had lived for nearly ten thousand years.
That Xie Zihuai was originally the founder of the Lingtian Sect. The Lingtian Sect has a history of more than 8,000 years. Xie Zihuai had passed the tribulation and ascended to immortality long ago, and this crooked old man was sealed in the Lingtian Sect for 8,000 years. The yuan is not exhausted, and the cultivation base is really incalculable.
Thinking of this, Nangong Jing began to give up the idea of helping this crooked old man.
Originally, a single Nangong Jin made him sleepless, but this old monster whose cultivation level has reached an unknown level has lived for eight thousand years, and his cultivation base is obviously above the stage of transforming gods.
Once the cultivation of this rickety old man recovers, there will be no room in the world for him to speak.
"Boy from the Nangong family, if you want to be tempted, just try it. Although the old man only has 10% of his cultivation now, it is enough to deal with you. But the old man wants to tell you that the one who slaughtered Ling Tianzong earlier My boy, I don't know how much higher your spiritual root is than you, no matter how you calculate, it will be futile in the end." The old man saw Nangong Jing's killing intent and immediately sneered.
Lingen, this word obviously irritated Nangong Jing a little, and his face suddenly became gloomy and cold.
According to legend, only those with great supernatural powers can see the spiritual root of a person. This rickety old man has lived for more than 8,000 years, so he can see his spiritual root presumably.
Nangong Jing is conceited about his outstanding talent and works very hard, but he has always been far behind Nangong Jin. After all, it is because of the difference in their natural spiritual roots that there will always be a world of difference in the results of the two people's cultivation.
"So, do fellow daoists take my Nangong family seriously?" Nangong Jing's eyes darkened, and a murderous intent flashed across his face.
"What kind of thing is your Nangong family, and I deserve to be taken seriously by this old man. Come on, let this old man see how much this current No. 1 family really weighs." The old man's voice fell, and the gestures in his hand changed instantly. I saw a skeleton ghost rushing out from under the old man's feet, and rushed towards Nangong Jing in an instant.
Ye Tian didn't see clearly what he did specifically, but saw the ghostly skull pounce on Nangong Jing's body, but it didn't cause any waves, and disappeared without a trace in an instant into a puff of black smoke.
"It's interesting, let's try the old man's new move." Seeing that the ghost skulls could not get close to Nangong Jing, the crooked old man immediately changed the formula in his hand again, and one skull and one skull emerged from under the old man's feet.
The densely packed skeleton ghost heads fused together and turned into a pitch-black giant. The aura exuded by the fused skeleton ghost heads was astonishing. hold big.
"Sword go!"
Nangong gave a respectful shout.
Suddenly, an imperceptible ray of light flashed away, and the pitch-black giant Qingtian had been split into two halves, and the neat incision was as clear as a sharp knife.
Ye Tian hid in the dark, looking in shock at the pitch-black giant Qingtian that was split into two halves.
"Huh!"
The crooked old man noticed the pitch-black giant that had been split into two parts, and the finger art in his hand immediately changed rapidly. The split into two parts, the pitch-black giant that was as black as ink, merged again and returned to its previous appearance.
As soon as the pitch-black giant Qingtian recovered, he punched Nangong Jing directly.
Nangong Jing looked at the pitch-black fist covered with densely packed skulls and ghost heads, and did not dodge or dodge, with a cyan mask lingering around him.
The black fist covered with skulls and ghost heads suddenly landed on the cyan mask, and Nan Gongjing immediately flew out together with the cyan mask around him, flying hundreds of meters away before stopping.
Seeing this scene, the crooked old man's complexion sank, and he took a step forward while his fingers changed, and saw the pitch-black giant Qingtian rushing towards Nangong Jing instantly, and a pair of black fists covered with ghost heads immediately smashed at Nangong Jing. .
At the same time, the knuckles on the crooked old man's hand changed rapidly, and a vague black silk thread appeared in his hands. When the knuckles on his hand stopped, the black silk thread instantly rushed towards the lingering Nangong Jing. The cyan mask around the body.
With a soft 'poof' sound, the cyan mask surrounding Nangong Jing's body exploded instantly like a balloon pierced by a needle point.
At the same time, the black silk thread penetrated into Nangong Jing's arm in an instant, and sneaked into Nangong Jing's body along his meridians. Not long after, a black thread appeared on Nangong Jing's face, and this black thread continued to spread upwards. , frantically pressing towards Nangong Jing's eyebrows.
"Breaking the curse!"
Nangong Jing's complexion changed drastically, and he stared at the stooped old man with serious eyes and said.
Nan Gongjing understood very early on that the God Breaking Curse is a very vicious spell. If this spell is successfully cast, as long as the time for the spell to be broken is missed, the soul and soul will surely die and become a walking dead.
No matter how high a person's cultivation level is, once he is hit by the God-breaking curse, a thin black line will appear on his forehead. The only way is to become a demented murderer.
Nangong Jing originally thought that since the old man had not recovered, he should be able to deal with it, but he didn't want the opponent to make a move, it would be a murderous move.
After all, this crooked old man was sealed by Xie Zihuai, the founder of the Lingtian Sect, and he was by no means an ordinary person.
Thinking of this, Nangong Jing no longer hesitated, waved his sleeves, and said softly, "Yun Lai!"