The method of this demonic flame was the method that Chen Yuan had comprehended when he had observed Moro in action.

Whenever Moro was possessed, Chen Yuan was equivalent to observing his own changes from the first perspective, including this void demonic flame, after Chen Yuan's constant exploration, and Moro's guidance from time to time.

It's already a good tool.

Moreover, this method is very crucial.

Although due to the limitation of one's own strength, it can only imprison the enemy at close range for a moment, but in many cases, it is often this moment that determines the victory.

Chen Yuan had fought with the Huayang real people of the Qishan tribe before, and most of the means had been exhausted, leaving this method alone, just to give him a fatal blow at a critical time.

Now, here's your chance!

The High Priest of Qishan was stunned, only to feel that he could no longer move, and suddenly he was a little flustered, and wanted to say something, but it was too late.

Chen Yuan raised his right arm, the mysterious and simple lines quickly condensed, and the flesh and blood roared filial piety, which had already reached the extreme under Chen Yuan's mobilization.

The Heavenly Pill in the dantian turned wildly, gathering the power in Chen Yuan's palm.

The power brought to Chen Yuan by the twin peaks of qi refining and body refining was huge, and the moment he swung his fist, there seemed to be a sound explosion in the void.

It fell on the high priest.

At the moment of confinement, he had just broken free, and he had no time to escape, so he could only watch the terrifying power vent on his body.

"Boom!

！ ”

A punch out, heaven and earth are shocked.

The void seemed to freeze completely at this moment, and the picture was frozen at this moment.

The Qishan warriors below also froze in place when they looked at this scene, their eyes full of disbelief.

A terrifying roar exploded.

The freeze-frame picture shattered, and the high priest's body exploded directly into a blood mist!

He's dead?

He's dead!

The High Priest is dead!

Everyone was shocked, but then there was fear and fear, even the high priest died at the hands of that Central Plains powerhouse, they.... And how?

However, Chen Yuan did not take it lightly, because in his perception, it was just the explosion of the flesh, the primordial spirit.... It seems to be still there!

However, it is now gone.

Only the blood mist and stumps fell from the void.

When Chen Yuan was looking for the primordial spirit of the old thing, the surrounding void suddenly froze, the same as Chen Yuan's previous methods, thirty zhang in front of Chen Yuan.

An illusory figure of three inches was staring at him, his eyes full of hatred!

This person is the high priest of Qishan.

At the moment when his body was shattered, he already understood that he couldn't do anything, he could only mobilize the Yuan Shen who had not yet been stable to break away from the body, but... This will only survive for a while.

The primordial god who had just broken through was too fragile and had not yet been refined.

If he can't find a suitable body within seven days, then his spirit will gradually disappear.

Therefore, his eyes were full of resentment at the moment!

This is definitely a revenge for destroying the Dao!

With the cultivation that he had just broken through to the primordial god, even if he found a suitable physical body, he would not want to go further in the future, and he could only be trapped in this realm forever.

And all of this was caused by the Central Plains warrior in front of him.

So, he must die!

Only death can wash away his resentment.

even directly used the means of death.

Kill him directly with the primordial god.

If you don't have the means to cultivate the soul of the gods, you can't stop this kind of attack at all.

Of course, as a price, he himself will be destroyed.

But if this is not the case, this Central Plains warrior will slaughter the Qishan tribe, and they must separate life and death.

"Central Plains people, you have to pay the price!"

The voice of the high priest resounded through the void, and then the primordial spirit rushed straight towards Chen Yuan.

And under his decisive means, the nearby void was also affected, Chen Yuan could only move slightly, there was no time to dodge, and most importantly,

The speed of Genshin is extremely fast.

The distance of dozens of zhang is only in the blink of an eye.

Chen Yuan's eyes froze, knowing that he couldn't dodge, he quickly responded, his flesh qi and blood surged, and mysterious and simple lines appeared in his body.

The Imperial Butcher's Knife was directly in front of him.

When the high priest's three-inch primordial spirit crossed the void, it rose to the storm, directly rising to a state that was no different from a real person, if it weren't for the faint light emanating from his body, it was a little vain.

I can't tell it's the original god at all.

The high priest pointed at the imperial butcher's knife, and a happy look flashed in his eyes.

It was as if he had seen the desperate look of this young martial artist from the Central Plains.

There is such a Central Plains warrior to accompany him to the funeral, it is worth it!

But before he could go any further, before Chen Yuan could urge all his strength, suddenly, a layer of inky black flames ignited from above the Emperor's butcher's knife.

In an instant, a somewhat strange face appeared.

He smiled at the high priest and swallowed it with his mouth open.

"Nope!

！ ”

These were the last words of the high priest.

He didn't see Chen Yuan's despair, he didn't see him die, and at the most critical moment, he was swallowed by Moro's demon appearance.

Chewing on the Yuan Shen of the High Priest of Qishan in his mouth, Mo Luo's demon appearance showed a delicious expression, turned his head to look at Chen Yuan, and quickly returned to the Imperial Butcher's Knife.

Moro has struck!

Solved the last death method of the high priest of Qishan for Chen Yuan.

It also made him let out a long breath of turbidity.

To tell the truth, he really had never practiced the secret technique of divine soul attacks, and he was still a little worried about the means of resisting the other party's talents.

Even if you can resist it, I'm afraid it will end up with serious injuries.

Huayang is a real person, and it is really not to be underestimated.

He can open five or five with ordinary means, but in terms of the Yuan Shen Divine Soul, it is still a weakness.

Unless the other party directly attacks Chen Yuan's spiritual platform, in this case, perhaps the Altar of Luck will automatically protect the Lord.

But it's useless to say anything now, at least the result is good for him.

Looking back, because no one urged the two phantoms in the void to be wiped out at this moment, the dragon soul of the Emperor Butcher Knife also roared into the Emperor Butcher Knife.

Only a rope of golden light escaped in the void.

With a casual summoning, the rope quickly fell into Chen Yuan's hands, and many traces had already been left on it, and it was estimated that in a few moments, it would be destroyed by the dragon soul.

But it seems that it can still be used.

Binding?

Not bad.

It is a means of imprisoning people.

Quietly putting this strange treasure into the Heavenly Book Space, Chen Yuan's gaze turned to the warriors of the Qishan tribe below, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer.

The real opponent has been solved, and these miscellaneous fish naturally cannot be let go.

Chen Yuan's eyes made them frightened in their hearts, and they immediately turned around and were about to flee, but unfortunately, they had no chance, and an invisible bloodthirsty and brutal force enveloped all around.

The warriors of the Qishan tribe fell one after another, with a look of horror on their faces.

waited until everyone was solved, Chen Yuan said:

"Thank you seniors for your help."

"This person's methods are indeed a bit extraordinary, you can do this step, you can already be compared to the real Yang Zhenren, but the soul is still a shortcoming.

The poor monk has a secret technique of the divine soul, which is suitable for you, and now that your cultivation has almost been reached, you are only one step away from turning into yang, but you can start to practice. ”

Moro's ethereal voice sounded in Chen Yuan's ears.

"So... Then thank you seniors. ”

Chen Yuan said in a deep voice.

Moro is right, he has now reached the peak of his physical body and qi refining, and the next step is to prepare for breaking through the matter of transforming yang, but this last step is not easy to cross.

Otherwise, there would not be so few real people in the rivers and lakes.

Don't look at the Huayang and even the Six Realms Immortals that Chen Yuan encountered, but if it is really distributed and calculated, you can find that Huayang real people are still very rare.

Only in this way can the mountain gate where Huayang Zhenren sits can be called the top force.

Not to mention the suppression of a state, but the absolute top existence.

And if you want to truly achieve a breakthrough in the realm of transforming yang, there is still a threshold in front of Chen Yuan, that is, Yunshen, only by cultivating a little divine light can there be a chance to break through.

This is also a real difficulty.

However, for Chen Yuan, this problem is actually not too big a problem, because he has already started this process a long time ago.

Whether it is the purple qi coming from the east when the pill is knotted, or the starlight entering the pill later, it is essentially for Chen Yuan's cultivation.

And he already had a faint feeling.

It won't be long before it will be able to 'contain divine light'.

Even if he practiced step by step, he was sure that he would be able to reach this step in three months.

That's more than many people.

Others don't say it, it is rumored that the top five people on the list are either trapped in this level, or.... It's just the cultivation of divine light.

So Chen Yuan was already very satisfied.

The secret method of the divine soul passed on to Chen Yuan by Moro is called 'Divine Thorn', the name is very simple, but the power is very good, and it is also an extremely precious secret technique in the rivers and lakes.

It is a secret technique that Moro accidentally obtained when he was a bodhisattva in Lingshan.

As long as the cultivation is successful, like the previous situation of the high priest of Qishan, there will be no more accidents, and he can be stabbed to death directly!

After killing all the people brought by the high priest, Chen Yuan adjusted his state in place, then turned around and went to the station of the Qishan tribe.

Now that a mortal feud has been made, there is no need to keep it.

The Central Plains grassland is incompatible, and he always has to make some efforts.

After all, those who are not of my race will have different hearts.

......

......

The Qishan tribe is stationed on the side of the Qishan Mountains, and there is also no city wall, which is covered by towering tents, and there are quite a few people at a glance.

This is only the headquarters, as far as Chen Yuan knows, there are other tribes of the Qishan tribe, which are distributed within the territory.

At this moment, inside the Qishan station.

The originally noisy crowd suddenly fell silent, and subconsciously looked into the void, where a black cloud gradually condensed and shrouded towards the station.

The faces of many strong people in the tribe left behind gradually became a little solemn.

"It's .... Someone wants to attack? ”

"Quick, go find the High Priest!"

King Qishan was summoned to the Central Plains by the royal court, and the strongest person left behind was the high priest, so after something happened, many people's first reaction was to find the whereabouts of the high priest.

It's up to him to call the shots.

But just as a few people were discussing, there was suddenly some commotion in the center of the Qishan tribe, and a shocking news quickly reached their ears.

The High Priest's Soul Lamp.... Extinguished!

What that means couldn't be clearer to them.

The High Priest has fallen!

This is definitely a huge piece of news, seeing that a strong enemy is coming, the high priest has fallen again, and everyone has lost their backbone for a while.

"Quickly go and inform the Great Elder, in addition, pass on my edict to mobilize all the cavalry left behind by the tribe, and everyone will prepare for battle!" A middle-aged man stepped forward.

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He is the younger brother of King Qishan and has a respected status.

Seeing that no one is in charge, I can only bite the bullet.

In the face of his order, after everyone froze for a moment, they quickly obeyed the order and went to gather all the cavalry in the garrison, even if the high priest was not there, but they also had the strength to fight by relying on the battle array.

Qishan Yungu looked at the black clouds condensed in the void, and his face became more and more solemn, but for some reason, the man didn't make a move, and he didn't know what he was waiting for.

Is it just for demonstrations?

In the void, Chen Yuan's gaze was very indifferent, and his eyes exuded a rich murderous intent.

The Gujin Royal Court actually sent troops!

The news was confirmed by him and was completely correct.

Before he came to the Qishan tribe station, he met a patrol of cavalry, learned about it from their conversation, and then even used means to ask questions.

The result is still the same one.

Gujin Khan finished Yan Tianba, and the god will complete Yan Shu personally led 700,000 iron horsemen, wanting to break through the Liangzhou barrier in the Central Plains, I have to say, this news.... It's huge.

It was also a huge disaster for the Central Plains.

At least as far as he knew, there had been no such huge movement in the steppe in nearly a hundred years.

couldn't help but make him think of what happened before, could the fuse be him?

Although his personality is ruthless, after many changes, he also has some different ideas from before, and he definitely doesn't want to see the fate of the primordial spirit.

Although, the royal court's crusade also has some benefits for him.

For example, it will aggravate the decline of the imperial court again.

Therefore, Chen Yuan now hopes that the imperial court will suffer heavy losses on the one hand, and on the other hand, he does not want the Northern Barbarians to succeed in breaking through, just weakening the strength of the imperial court.

Of course, the main reason is that he is not ready to rebel now.

If it can be delayed for a few years and given him time to grow, then under the external and internal troubles, the Sima family is estimated to not be able to survive.

He's going to have a chance too.

But the 700,000-strong army of the Eastern Crusade doesn't look like it can be easily retreated.

"Senior, if you make trouble in the Ancient Golden King City again, can you force Wan Yan Tianba to retreat?" Chen Yuan asked in a deep voice.

If he could, he would grasp the measure and make a move at some point.

It not only dealt a blow to the imperial court, but also allowed the Sima family to hold out for a few more years....

"The royal court is not so simple, the last time it just caught the other party off guard, plus another strong man made a move, so it was so smooth,

It's almost impossible to think about it again. ”

"That barbarian god of the Gujin Royal Court has awakened, and it will take a while to be silent again, you and I will go now, it is completely to send you to death."

Moro's voice reached Chen Yuan's ears.

When Chen Yuan heard this, his eyes narrowed, flashing with a fierce light.

"The royal court's expedition can't be decided just because of one or two things, I think it has been prepared long before the royal court's sacrifice, but this matter really depends on the response of the imperial court.

If the cool border is breached, I am afraid that the world will fall into chaos, but unfortunately.... It's not the time yet, the Dao Divine Palace is not ready, you.... Not ready either. ”

"This matter is beyond our expectations, but I don't know if the King of Beiliang can hold up the 700,000 iron horsemen of the grassland." Chen Yuan's gaze flickered.

"The one from Wudang Mountain has broken through, and he may make a move when necessary."

"Oh?"

Chen Yuan nodded thoughtfully.

If the immortals make a move, then I'm afraid it's really not necessarily.

But speaking of it, the strength of the Central Plains is naturally far beyond that of the Mobei Grassland, but the power is too scattered, the power of the rivers and lakes is too strong, and the ten major immortal sects alone control the extremely strong power.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Yuan temporarily suppressed this thought, no matter what, Zhongyuan would suffer a lot of losses this time, now that he has the opportunity,

Naturally, you have to get revenge first.

Qishan Wangbu.

Extinguish it....

There was no trace of pity in Chen Yuan's eyes, and he quickly took out the Chen Clan's battle flag from the Heavenly Book Space, and a drop of essence blood dripped on it, and his heart moved.

The sound of the horn between heaven and earth suddenly sounded, and an aura of iron-blooded slaughter permeated.

At the same time, within a radius of several miles, a rich yin qi was rising.

The battle flag waved.

In an instant, the sky was full of heroic spirits.

Chen Yuan didn't talk too much nonsense, pointed directly at the Qishan tribe below, and said in a deep voice:

"Today.... Bloodbath Qishan Department! ”

"Obey the orders of the young master!"

"Obey the orders of the young master!"

100,000 Heroic Spirits roared in unison, and then one of the generals in the army appeared, and with the sound of a war drum, all the Heroic Spirits fell from the sky!

And at the moment, the people below are not ready.

Many people looked at the Yin soldiers and ghost generals who fell from the void in a daze, and froze in place for a while.

"Will the seniors feel pity?"

Looking at the slaughter below, Chen Yuan suddenly asked.

"All beings are equal, and poor monks will naturally feel pity."

"Then why didn't the senior stop it?"

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed and asked.

The other party had tested his heart before, and now, Chen Yuan also wanted to see how Moro would react.

"If the poor monk stops it, will you definitely stop?"

"Of course not, the Northern Barbarian tribe has been knocking on the pass every year for two hundred years, slaughtering the people of the Central Plains, such a sin can only be made up for by returning blood for blood.

Moreover, the younger generation has already formed a mortal enmity with this Qishan tribe, and it is impossible to keep it. ”

Chen Yuan said.

"So the poor monk won't stop it."

After Moro said that, he fell completely silent.

And Chen Yuan had a surging smile on the corner of his mouth.

On this day, it was the darkest moment for the Qishan tribe, and 100,000 heroic spirits formed a battle formation, which was shocking, even if the Qishan tribe still had tens of thousands of cavalry left.

But before the battle formation was formed, there was not much resistance at all.

The Chen family's army, which once guarded southern Xinjiang against the demon clan, restarted a killing on the grassland after hundreds of years of absence.

From the nobles of the Qishan tribe to the old and young women and children.

Under the crossing of the Yin soldiers, no life survived.

There is nothing to be pitied, when the Beiban knocked on the pass, he did more than that!