With the incomparably jealous and awe-inspiring expressions of the nine Divine Transformation Cultivators, Lu Heng walked towards the depths of the Soul Refining Sect with the Heavenly Ancestor.

On the way, the Heavenly Ancestor asked, "That bald phantom is your clone, right?" ”

Lu Heng nodded, and it was not strange for him to see this with the eyes of the Heavenly Ancestor.

The Ancestor of the Heavenly Retreat glanced at Lu Heng with complicated eyes: "The old man has been practicing for thousands of years, and he has always taken the Soul Refining Sect as his home, and he has never left half a step. I never thought that someone would actually use a clone as a banner to cast my Soul Refining Sect spell. ”

Lu Heng said: "Actually, I'm just playing tricks, and I'm not a real soul flag, but the method of locking the gods may be able to get what I want." ”

Buddhism has always restrained the things of the yin soul, and the doppelganger Xuanzang only released the light of the Buddha of merit before, and used the "Dizang Bodhisattva Original Wish Sutra" to transform the soul, which made the sub-flags of a billion soul flags almost change hands, strictly speaking, it is indeed not a means of refining soul flags.

Although the ancestor of the Heavenly Sect does not know the magical powers of Buddhism, but the purpose of refining the soul banner is to control the soul, Lu Heng has a better way to achieve this effect, naturally it is not a trick or cheat, it can only be said that with his set of strange magical powers, this son is indeed the most suitable person to take over the inheritance of the Soul Refining Sect, no wonder the senior brother who has never seen outsiders will take the initiative to see this son.

In fact, he was almost about to take down Lu Heng at that moment just now, because that strange supernatural power was simply the natural nemesis of the Soul Refining Sect!

With less than ten breaths, he can make most of the souls rebel, this kind of supernatural power is simply a disaster for the disciples of the Soul Refining Sect who have most of their cultivation on one soul flag!

It was just a second before he was about to make a move, that the senior brother who had been in retreat actually transmitted a message to him, saying that he wanted to see Lu Heng, which made the Ancestor of the Heavenly Escape dispel the idea of fighting with Lu Heng.

The two of them soon arrived in front of a cave mansion with countless prohibitions, and the aura of these prohibitions fluctuating, even Lu Heng had a slight palpitation.

Xuan Tian took out a token, and suddenly, the layers of prohibitions in front of him automatically separated a path.

Dun Tian turned around and said, "Let's go, my senior brother is inside." ”

After the two walked in, the prohibition slowly closed and returned to its original state.

This time they entered, and the two of them did not come out for three days.

In the early morning of the fourth day, the prohibition outside the cave mansion opened a small path again, but this time, it was Lu Heng who held the token and sent the Heavenly Ancestor to the door.

There was a strong sadness in the expression of the Heavenly Ancestor, and the aging aura on his body became more and more serious.

Behind him, Lu Heng's face was solemn, but his eyes were very bright.

Out of the ban, the Hidden Heaven Ancestor suddenly stopped, and said without looking back: "Ten thousand years ago, when I refined the first Thousand Soul Banner, at that time, my Soul Refining Sect was still a fifth-level cultivation country, but now, there is only this small sect left, lifeless. The disciple is not good, let the ancestors of the Soul Refining Sect be ashamed...... Maybe it's really like you said, it's time for my Soul Refining Sect to have to change. ”

Lu Heng said in a deep voice: "No matter when, talent is the most fundamental, and the soul banner is just a magic weapon. The upper limit of one billion soul flags has reached the extreme, and it is inevitable that the prosperity will turn into decline. ”

The Ancestor of the Heavenly Sect turned his head and looked at Lu Heng deeply and said, "I don't have much to live for, I'm afraid I won't be able to see the scene you described to my senior brother." I only hope that you can do what you promised, and live up to the deathbed trust of your senior brother...... Senior Brother Lu! ”

Lu Heng clenched his fists and bowed: "Senior brother, don't worry, since I have inherited it, I should carry forward my Soul Refining Sect!" ”

The Heavenly Ancestor nodded slowly: "I will announce to the entire sect that from now on, you will be the deputy sect master of my soul refining sect." On the day when my longevity is cut off, I will hand over a billion soul flags to you. ”

"I won't let my brother down!" Lu Hengdao.

Dun Tian looked at the cave mansion behind Lu Heng, and said with emotion: "Senior brother, this cave mansion is the place where my soul refining sect's spiritual energy is the most abundant, from today onwards, this cave mansion is yours!" Senior Brother Lu still needs anything, just come here. ”

Lu Heng thought for a while and said, "I need immortal jade, a lot of immortal jade." ”

The Heavenly Ancestor said: "The Rain Immortal Gate will be opened soon. Since the junior brother has a rain tripod, he might as well look for an opportunity first. When you return from the Rain Immortal Realm, I will take you to find the Immortal Jade. ”

Lu Heng said sincerely: "Thank you, senior brother." ”

The Heavenly Ancestor shook his head: "Why say thank you? The stronger your cultivation, the more relieved I am. ”

The Ancestor of the Heavenly Retreat turned to leave, Lu Hengmu sent him away, and then he turned back to the cave mansion, he planned to start absorbing the immortal jade until the day the Immortal Gate of Rain opened.

In the blink of an eye, a year has passed.

On this day, bursts of colorful glow suddenly appeared in the sky, and figures loomed in the glow.

On the Vermilion Bird Star, countless strong people rose into the sky and flew towards the place of the glow.

In the Soul Refining Sect, the Heavenly Ancestor who was meditating and retreating suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the void, and muttered, "Has the Rain Immortal Gate opened?" Senior brother, I wish you all the best. ”

On the other side, Lu Heng slowly walked out of the cave. After a year of uninterrupted cultivation, one-tenth of his spiritual power had been transformed into immortal energy. And the more than 10,000 immortal jade he extorted from the lark were almost used up.

"Rain Immortal Gate ......" Lu Heng looked up at the Dao Dao Xia in the sky, his heart moved, and there was an ancient clumsy Fang Ding in his hand, which was the certificate for entering the Rain Immortal Gate - Yu Ding.

He suddenly seemed to feel something, looked at the blood-colored aura on the west side of the Soul Refining Sect, bowed his head slightly, signaled, and immediately jumped up and flew towards the glow closest to him.

At this moment, the demon cultivator was surrounded by a fourth-level cultivator, and the white-haired Wang Lin's eyes were cold, he was holding a rain ding in one hand and a blood-colored long sword in the other, full of murderous aura, looking around.

And on his body, a faint artistic conception of power slowly dispersed, obviously, Wang Lin had successfully transformed into a god!

Around it, there were more than ten monks, and the lowest strength was in the late Yuan Infant period, and they glared at Wang Lin with resentment, not hiding their killing intent.

There were countless corpses scattered on the ground, apparently just after a terrible battle.

"Up! He is only one person, and I can't kill him if I don't believe it! "Someone is yelling.

"Kill him, whoever gets Yuding will be whoever!

"Kill, kill, kill!" The monks around roared and rushed towards Wang Lin in unison.

Wang Lin's murderous machine burst out and slashed down with a sword!

In the southeast of the Vermilion Bird Star, where the fourth-level Xiuzhen Kingdom troll clan is located, an iron tower-like giant, holding a rain tripod, floating in the air. Below him, the various sect masters of the troll clan had serious faces.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this time, with the treasure in the clan, I will definitely obtain more immortal jade" This person's words were full of confidence.

In a barren mountain in the northeast of Vermilion Bird Star, a young man wearing animal skin stood on a towering giant tree, looking up at the sky, in his hand, there was also a rain tripod, he looked up, his eyes showed a bloodthirsty light, hehe smiled, the whole person was held up by a black wind, slowly rose into the air, and the black wind made a buzzing sound, if you look carefully, you will find out, where is the black wind? It's a bug the size of a fingernail!

In the southwest land of the Vermilion Bird Star, a middle-aged man showed a melancholy look in his eyes and muttered to himself: "Ting'er, the gate of the fairy world has opened again, this time, I will definitely obtain the immortal jade and let your body be stored for another thousand years!" ”

As he spoke, he stepped out and disappeared.