Looking at the mid-air, the Xuantian Devouring Spirit Pagoda was constantly devouring the dead qi and then grinding it away.

Ji Yuan suddenly had thousands of emotions in his heart, and he didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment for a while.

He didn't expect that it was just a flash of inspiration at the beginning, and finally created such a magic weapon.

He didn't expect that just a severely damaged fourth-order demon pill would make the Xuantian Pagoda have such a powerful soul-devouring power.

The Red Feather Evil Tiger, which had just advanced, was indeed worthy of being an ancient xenomorph, just a demon pill, and the power of devouring the soul contained in it was so powerful.

One is the Xuantian One Lineage Inheritance Magic Weapon, and the other is the Ancient Xenomorph Fourth-Order Demon Pill, and the combination of the two has created a Xuantian Spirit Devouring Tower.

At least so far, Ji Yuan has never seen the power that cannot be devoured by this tower, whether it is ordinary aura, mana, or various Dao methods cast by monks, or even a sea of blood like the Demon Dao Blood Demon Hall.

Even demonic qi and death qi can be devoured by the power of this tower's devouring spirit, and then refined into streams of pure aura.

Even Lin Yubai was envious, as a personal disciple of Lei Zefeng's palm, what precious and powerful magic weapon had he not seen?

But this was the first time he had envy for a magic weapon, and sighed again and again how good it would be if he could have one.

"It's coming, it's coming! I can already feel the shackles of my soul disappear little by little!"

Zhu Wudang's voice of surprise sounded, this time he really saw the hope of liberation.

Even if this state continues, maybe he doesn't have to be scattered, and he can even have the opportunity to re-enter reincarnation and reincarnate again!

However, with the gray-white dead qi, it was constantly devoured and worn out, transforming into streams of pure spiritual energy, filling the Xuantian Devouring Spirit Tower at the same time.

Ji Yuan's brows furrowed slightly, and there was always a trace of uneasiness in his heart, as if if he continued like this, something extremely bad would happen.

It's just that this feeling is inexplicable, not only does it have no basis, but it even appears in my heart out of thin air.

But he did not treat it as a delusion, but took it seriously and cautiously, not without a similar situation before, and each time this instinctive intuition saved him from a disaster.

While being suspicious in his heart, Ji Yuan did not show any abnormality on his face, he looked around quietly, but did not find anything suspicious.

In the end, he set his eyes on Zhu Wudang's body, if something really happened about to happen, then the biggest possibility would come from the other party.

It's just that he has some doubts in his heart, and the other party doesn't seem to have any reason to do something inappropriate.

And all that this man has said is now verified, and he is indeed tormented by death, in order to get out of this state of affairs.

Wait a minute!

Ji Yuan's eyes froze slightly, and some guesses suddenly appeared in his heart, and after a moment of silence, the magic trick in his hand quietly changed.

When the rolling gray-white dead qi continued to gush out from this sentence of flesh, it was devoured and wiped out by the Xuantian Spirit Devouring Tower, transforming into a stream of pure spiritual energy.

In Zhu Wudang's body, a faint aura gradually emerged, and his body was even more radiant, flowing with a color similar to gold and iron.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yubai quietly stood in front of Ji Yuan, his eyes became heavy unconsciously, and the momentum on his body was climbing little by little.

"What's wrong?"

A low and hoarse voice sounded, and Zhu Wudang seemed to feel the strangeness between the two sides, and couldn't help but make a voice in confusion.

He slowly raised his head, his movements were no longer as stiff as before, the turbidity in his eyes dissipated a lot, and a faint flash of clarity could be seen.

Compared to the beginning, as the dead energy in the body is constantly consumed, the other party seems to become more like a "living person".

"Fellow Daoist, you seem to have become a little different from what you said before."

Lin Yubai's face was not good, and he asked in an important tone.

Hearing this, Zhu Wudang didn't answer immediately, and it took a long time before a voice sounded: "These are all normal manifestations after the death qi has been wiped out."

Ji Yuan's heart moved, and in the other party's words, there was no longer the previous ecstasy, but became a little low.

It's like turning into a volcano that can't trigger, and it can erupt at any time like an apocalyptic scene.

"Zhu Daoyou, Poor Dao suddenly has a doubt, can you answer one or two?"

His eyes were deep, and there was a flash of light.

"You ask."

Zhu Wudang spoke, I don't know if it was an illusion, and there seemed to be a touch of coldness in his words.

Ji Yuan smiled slightly, pointed to the Xuantian Spirit Devouring Pagoda that was full of spiritual light, and asked calmly, "Dare to ask Daoyou, why can there be such a pure aura in the dead qi?"

This is also what he just discovered, and he inadvertently ignored it for various reasons.

After all, in the cognition of normal monks, everything in the world is made up of spiritual energy, whether it is a grass or a tree, or a living body, it contains a different amount of spiritual energy.

Even ordinary people, even domestic animals, etc., contain a little aura in their bodies, which is the root of life.

Under this cognition, it doesn't seem to be a strange thing that pure aura can be refined from dead qi, and no one will find it a problem.

But Ji Yuan remembered that Zhu Wudang had said that the aura was like hot oil to him, and when he touched it, it was like being in a pot of oil, although it would not be fatal, but he had to endure the pain and torture all the time.

"Isn't it strange that there is a pure aura in the dead air?"

There was a faint smile in Zhu Wudang's voice: "This kind of thing can erode heaven and earth, and consume the vitality and aura of all things, but where do you think those who have been eroded have ended up?"

Death Qi itself is one of the few things between heaven and earth that has never contained spiritual energy.

It is the same as sin, it is not the aura that has been formed a long time ago, but the negative force between heaven and earth, and its effect is to erode the aura and the rules of the avenue.

It's just that there are not many people who know this kind of mystery, and there will be relevant records of the famous families and factions that inherit the order.

If it is explained in this way, it can also be explained, although it seems to the two of them to be somewhat far-fetched, but there is not much loophole in itself.

"Two fellow Daoists, don't be deceived!"

At this moment, a crisp female voice suddenly sounded.

Under the gaze of Ji Yuan and Lin Yubai, a cold light suddenly flashed in Zhu Wudang's cloudy eyes.

Immediately, the two of them subconsciously turned their heads to look, and saw several figures in the distance speeding towards them, jumping between the ruins.

With the blessing of the Dharma Eye, the leader of them can be seen as a woman with a stiff face and cloudy eyes.

This person, including several people behind him, was all covered in gray-white life, and he was actually the same as Zhu Wudang, a "living dead" who was punished by heaven and whose soul was imprisoned in his body!

However, after more than 20 breaths, five people, led by women, came to the front, and the two sides were about five or six feet apart.

"The two Taoist friends, in Xia Ji Wenwen, are from the East City Fusheng Hall!"

The woman took a few steps forward, arching her hand and announcing herself to the door, and a voice rang in her ears before her lips opened.

This person, like several people behind him, had a thick dead qi in his body, but it was countless times rarer than Zhu Wudang, and there were bursts of aura fluctuations coming out.

If it weren't for the stiffness of his body, his eyes full of cloudiness, and his appearance was not much different from that of ordinary monks, of course, he would have to ignore the thick dead aura of his body.

"This person's name is Zhu Wudang, and he is a person from the Temple of the Dead, so don't believe his words!"

Ji Wenwen's voice sounded, warning the two of them not to believe Zhu Wudang's words.

Hearing this, Ji Yuan's heart moved, and the Xuantian Spirit Devouring Tower, which was devouring the dead qi, immediately retracted the brilliant brilliance of the Dao, stopped the operation of the Spirit Devouring Power, and quietly flew back

on top of its head.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Wudang immediately took a few steps forward, and his angry voice appeared in the ears of the two of them.

"Two fellow Daoists, this woman has ulterior motives, don't be deceived by it!"

He stretched out his hand to point out, and quickly told the two of them that these guys were all affected by the power of heavenly punishment, and they had become "living dead" like him.

It's just that unlike him, the other party doesn't want to be freed from the endless torture, but keeps devouring the aura of heaven and earth, trying to give birth to a wisp of vitality in the dead qi.

If you can really do this, life and death exist at the same time, and a balance can be reached, you can gain boundless power, and in time you can be freed from the shackles of heavenly punishment.

At that time, they will be able to break through the obstacles of the city wall, return to the outside world, and cause a catastrophe with the power of life and death, and tens of thousands of miles of land will be destroyed.

"!"

Ji Wenwen's murderous voice suddenly sounded: "This person has ulterior motives, and this set of rhetoric is his own ambition!"

The woman walked forward again, a touch of coldness flashed in her cloudy eyes, and she pointed at Zhu Wudang and said, "He is a person from the Reincarnation Palace, and this force has held the view that the yang pole must be yin, and the yin pole must be yang."

"The whole hall of reincarnation is trying to enhance the death qi in the body by all means, and then use special means to wipe it out, so as to try to negate the extreme Tailai, reincarnate from death and then to death, so that the two powers of birth and death can be born in the body!"

In his mouth, in addition to the reincarnation hall, this place is affected by the power of heavenly punishment, and the people who have been imprisoned and tortured in the flesh have been trying to dissipate the dead qi in their bodies, rewash and contain the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and restore it to its original state.

It's just that this path is too difficult, and whenever all the dead qi is worn out, a wisp of heavenly punishment will appear, and if it can't be expelled from the body, it won't be long before the dead qi will breed again.

For thousands of years, no matter how many people tried everything, they could not completely expel the power of heavenly punishment in their bodies, and people continued to go to extremes and join the reincarnation hall.

"This group of people from the Reincarnation Palace, in order to continuously enhance the death qi in their bodies, even captured other people, raised them in captivity, stimulated the power of heavenly punishment in their bodies, and bred death qi for them to devour!"

Ji Wenwen's voice sounded, and it was obvious that there was a feeling of gnashing teeth.

As soon as these words came out, the two couldn't help but glance at each other, and they already felt a little headache.

Although Ji Yuan had a look of suspicion on his face, he had actually believed a few points in his heart, and when he was grinding out the death qi for Zhu Wudang before, he felt a little uneasy, as if something bad was about to happen.

Now combined with Ji Wenwen's statement, it further confirms his previous instinctive intuition.

"Fellow Daoists must be cautious, don't go astray!"

Zhu Wudang shook his head stiffly, with a hint of warning in his tone.

Hearing this, Ji Yuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and was about to open his mouth to ask what was the wrong way and what was the right way, when a creepy feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

He didn't hesitate to pinch the magic trick, and the Xuantian Spirit Devouring Pagoda above his head suddenly fell into light, protecting him and Lin Yubai in it.

The next moment, a thick dead qi broke through the earth, stabbing like a spear, hitting the brilliant brilliance of the Dao, and a powerful force suddenly erupted!

"The guy from the Hall of Reincarnation!"

Ji Wenwen's angry voice immediately sounded: "Death!"

Almost at the same time as the words sounded, the woman and the four people behind her shot out in unison, and the bright spiritual light converged into a piece, and then condensed into a series of spells, and without hesitation, they hit Zhu Wudang.

However, this person was not afraid, and actually resisted with his body, and several spells hit his body, and it actually made a muffled sound like a bell.

The technique that was enough to tear apart the gold and iron and break the boulder alive could not even damage the clothes on his body, not to mention the other party's metallic body, and not even the hair of his hair.

Zhu Wudang stepped out, crossed a distance of several zhang in an instant, appeared in front of Ji Wenwen, and then raised his fist and smashed it down

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