There are five phoenixes in the world——

The red one is the phoenix, the green one is luan, the yellow one is the luan, the purple one is the cormorant, and the white one is the bird.

At this moment, on the vast open sea, on a lonely island, accompanied by the roaring sound of each other, from a distance, the five-colored fireworks are intertwined into a whirlpool, and it is the appearance of the five phoenixes that does not stop circling with the bright light!

It's just that maybe the demon beast blood that has been refined into the magic flame is too strong, and if you look closely, the five-colored fireworks are all like a layer of hazy dark red gauze on them, and it is this dark red color that actually ties the qi of the five-color fireworks together.

In the cry, even the appearance of the five phoenixes became more and more lifelike against the background of the dark red color, almost if the true spirit of the phoenix appeared!

It seems that this is the orthodox cultivation of the "Five Phoenix Guiding the Phoenix Nanming Mantra".

Just suddenly, with a flame of light swept by, the original shrub jungle that was still lush turned into scorched earth in time, and even the originally wet stubborn stones on the ground cracked in an instant.

The thunderclap of fireworks was filled with the wail of the fall of all life on the island.

and—the most poignant roaring voice.

In the center of the storm formed by the five-colored flames, the middle-aged Taoist quietly watched with an indifferent gaze at the destruction of the lives of an entire island in front of him.

The constantly distorted and extremely vigorous and treacherous form in the flame light fell into the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist, like some kind of barbaric and primitive dance—free and splendid.

After looking closely for a while, the middle-aged Taoist seemed to feel nostalgic, half-bowed his head, and when he raised his hand again, he actually wiped a little tear from the corner of his eye.

Immediately afterwards, his face showed some almost sickly hideousness, but with the twitching of his cheeks, when he looked at it again, he seemed to be smiling shallowly.

"It is said...... The Xuanmen step gang step fight, the nine palace gossip between the steps, all originated from the witchcraft, from the ancient witch method, when the ancestors were ignorant, the spring thunder danced, the harvest danced, the victory danced, mourning...... Dance too."

As he spoke, the middle-aged Taoist raised his hand, and a magic seal fell through the air, and there seemed to be a dark red intertwined thunder fire in the air that turned into a sharp arrow, piercing the figure of a monk who had escaped from the flame storm.

When he looked at it, the man had no power to resist, and his life was just a "gesture" of the Taoist in the blink of an eye.

"Seeing that the child is dead, dying in Tingchang Mountain, the hope of the Yan family for the next hundred and ten years is gone."

"The person who killed him took part of the legal system of Tingchang Mountain from the Qiankun bag of the child, although everyone understands what is going on, but the cause and effect are borne by the Yan family, and if something happens, we have to fight for our lives......

"That man deserves to die, but he passed on the Dharma and came to you, so there is one more damned person in this world."

"Seeing the bright child, on the underworld, you are so good to watch, Uncle Wei is already avenging you!"

"There must be a fire! There must be dust and smoke in the sky! There must be that witch dancing wantonly! To be free, to be free......

At the end of the words, the middle-aged Taoist's almost throbbing whole person trembled, his shoulders shook violently, and the whole person seemed to be swinging.

The originally pale face also turned red at this moment, as if intoxicated, and even the spiritual light brewing in the depths of the eye waves was also dark red and bloody.

In the next moment, the middle-aged Daoist's hand made another move into the fireworks.

In the turn of the flames, the thick mana fell, and suddenly a thin old man was enveloped, and he was about to pull out of the flames and pull it in front of him.

The majestic mana aura almost condensed into a fiery handprint in the air, and the old man who was held in the palm of his hand also made a wailing sound of bones cracking all his limbs, and the whole person grinned, as if he wanted to call out, but he couldn't make a sound.

When the old man was pulled to the middle-aged Taoist, the old man was still held in the air by the fire handprint, only to see the shape of the body distorted, and when he looked at it again, the red blood had been dripping from the old man's robe, but before it fell to the ground, it had been dried by the heat wave, leaving only an increasingly fishy smell.

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At the same time, the middle-aged Taoist raised his hand, as if he wanted to pinch the old man's head.

But when you look closely, the old man's hair on the top of his head is sparse, if the baby's fetal hair is the same, but when you look closely, the old man's sparse and withered hair is full of pickles, like some dirty and dirty, and like the keratinization of the cortex, more like the backlash of demon cultivation.

At a glance, it looks like an old man's withered hair, and a layer of slippery snake scales has been laid out.

After looking at it for a while, I found that even the vicissitudes of life on the old man's face were like this, and the place that should have been carved by the years suddenly gave birth to some fine lines of pink color, like snake scale lines, and like the already exhausted flesh and blood broken inch by inch under the skin.

So, the middle-aged Taoist's hand stretched out in the middle of the air immediately paused, and then, as if he had seen something dirty, he hurriedly retracted his hand.

Rao is like this, and the middle-aged Taoist can't help but reprimand angrily.

"The human body is already a path through the immortals, and the partial life must learn from the appearance of that beast! If it weren't for the protection of the Lord of the Seventy-two Dao Cities back then, like you and the like, you should be sentenced to evil cultivation and the like, and kill one by one!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged Daoist's face turned a little redder again.

"Poor Dao is already in the Demon Destroying Guardian Dao!"

When the words fell, Xu is mood throbbed, and the fiery handprint was violently forced, and the sound of the old man's bones cracking was almost like bursting beans, crackling, and suddenly ringing.

In the end, there was finally a mouthful of blood that spit out directly from the old man's mouth.

Suddenly opened his mouth wide, and the old man's mouth was only the sound of hard breathing, like a broken bellows, as if even wailing had become a draining thing.

The middle-aged Taoist's almost scarlet eyes were brewing with murderous intent, and he looked at the old man as if he was looking at some enemy.

"Where did you go? Poor Dao has asked several people, if you don't say it, I will burn another island;

Don't worry, Hundred Snake Islands, your Mo family claims to be sitting on a hundred islands, isn't it? I've asked over and over again, and I'll have to ask you a hundred times before you're wiped out!"

As the words fell, the old man struggled violently.

When the middle-aged Taoist looked at it, he could hear the old man's intermittent voice sounding with difficulty.

"The patriarch has gone to bow to the Biyun Ancestor, and the clan has been wiped out? If the patriarch is alive, we will not be considered extinct! It's you, Tingchangshan...... Traitor in the Demon Gate! Your legal system is really going to flow into the demon clan! Kill me, kill a hundred more of me, and the result will be the same!"

The blush on the middle-aged Taoist's face dissipated little by little, and the corners of his mouth twitched, but he no longer had the slightest smile.

He looked back at the scorched earth under the five-colored fireworks, looked at the ashes and dust raised in the storm whirlpool, and suddenly waved his hand, and threw the old man back into the flames.

"Outer Siren...... What rudeness!"

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Lingfu Island.

Before the wooden Taoist hall after the second reconstruction, the door was opened, and Chu Weiyang sat on the lush grass, with the boundless sea in front of him, and the black light swirling in the thick fog, walking according to the innate gossip;

Behind him is the entrance of the underground cave, intertwined with gold and jade, on which there is a dark cyan magic flame suspended, when you look closely, you can occasionally see a wisp of purple light circling in the fireworks.

And the place where Chu Weiyang sits is the real node hub of the island.

At this moment, Chu Weiyang held the warm and cool touch of the mountains and rivers in his hand, and was inhaling the light red spiritual light into his mouth.

The abundant aroma of herbs exploded in the mouth together with the fresh fragrance of the demon fish after repeatedly refining the essence, and then, it was the strong medicinal power and Yuan Qi that turned into a torrent and rushed into the central channel, and finally, it was the scorching and blazing warm current that filled the stomach sac Danding.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Weiyang raised his head, as if intoxicated, he took a deep breath, and when he got into time, the two phases of water and fire turned into dragons and tigers, converging in the Danding, evolving the Xuan Ming with the turtle and phoenix, and in the Wuqi grinding plate, the medicinal power and the Yuan Qi mana were further refined, refining and eroding the evil qi.

The power of the medicine is turned into a dissipation of the heat, yuan

The Qi mana pulls the evil qi, and the five qi Xuan Ming refines the evil qi.

In this way, if one person indirectly made three shots in an instant, he didn't dare to say that all the evil qi that had escaped at this time would be eliminated ten percent of them, but this set of combination punches was enough to eliminate six or seven percent of them.

This is a great leap forward!

Feeling the entry of his own mana again, now he has a mouthful of soup in his stomach, far exceeding the refining cultivation of several dragon and tiger Hui Yuan Dan at the peak!

In this way, if it is fast in January, and if it is slow in March or April, it will be enough to teach Chu Weiyang to take a peek at the door of the sixth layer of the Qi Refining Period again!

Such a down-to-earth progress really made Chu Weiyang feel that struggling to earn his life with the accumulation of evil qi is no longer a vain thing, but a tangible one, which is right in front of him and on the road under his feet!

At the same time, he seemed to sense the joy in Chu Weiyang's heart, and immediately, a spiritual light passed from the mountains and rivers, as if after experiencing such a process, the spiritual charm of the mountains and rivers also bloomed.

Gently stroking the fine and beautiful lines on the mountains and rivers, Chu Weiyang raised his hand, and the teaching instrument turned around, turning into a little spiritual light, and disappeared into the sleeve robe.

Chu Weiyang also got up and looked at the flat and open ground not far away.

You can see at a glance that in just a few days, Chu Weiyang has already opened up a field there.

To be honest, the island is not a good place for farming, especially a wide and flat area like Lingfu Island, but after Chu Weiyang laid out the island protection formation, fixed the wind and rain with fog, and reconciled the water and fire, the island above such a full of energy veins is already a good place to open up the spiritual field.

After the same medicinal herb is planted, I am afraid that in this spiritual field, it can add three more points of medicinal power.

As for the seeds of medicinal herbs, as early as in Lingqiu Shanfang City, Chu Weiyang had prepared something, and later when he came to the island, he got Mo Daozhong's floating wealth, and this elixir seed was no longer lacking.

Chu Weiyang expected that if he practiced like this, Danding would be a heaven-swallowing cave, and no matter how many herbs he had, he would not be able to consume enough, so he would have to prepare in advance, which would save a lot of expenses and more medicinal power.

Because of this, this square acre of land was opened.

At this moment, Chu Weiyang was pacing slowly, and was about to go to the spiritual field, when he was about to repair it again, when suddenly, a faint sound of breaking came from the wooden Dao Hall behind Chu Weiyang.

Immediately, as if he had thought of something, Chu Weiyang hurriedly turned around, stepped into the Dao Hall in a few steps, and walked straight to the big urn in the corner.

All the treasures that Mo Daozhong stored on Lingfu Island were all collected by Chu Weiyang in the Qiankun bag, except for hundreds of snake eggs, all of which were full of vitality, but the Qiankun bag was not able to store living things, so Chu Weiyang was taught to go through several times, and finally placed them in a large urn and sealed them in the corner of the Dao Palace.

Weird! It stands to reason that this is not the time for the snake eggs to change their vitality......

The rune paper sealed on the large urn was lifted, and when I looked at it again, sure enough, the snake egg on the top had been broken, and the slender little snake was coiled in place, as if it was twisted in a very ignorant way.

Chu Weiyang held his chin and shook his head to himself.

"Yes, I said I was making egg custard, but now, I can only cook snake soup......

When the words fell, Chu Weiyang formed a sword finger, and he was about to shoot down with a sword qi and cut the young snake seven inches away.

It's just that at this moment, the sword qi at Chu Weiyang's fingertips has not yet been released, and suddenly, the magic sword hangs beside Chu Weiyang, and in the sound of the sword, Chun Yuzhi's voice came from his heart.

"Wait!"

There is nothing wrong with listening to the magic method of Ting Changshan.

In an instant, Chu Weiyang's sword finger staggered and landed on the ground.

"Miss Zhi, what's wrong?"

When the words fell, Chun Yuzhi's extremely strange voice suddenly sounded.

"The true spirit of this demon snake...... I mean, the soul is really spiritual, not quite right!"

At the same time as hearing this, Chu Weiyang's fire and smoke fell, just the afterglow of the poisonous Qi, and he directly taught the demon snake to faint in time.

After doing this, Chu Weiyang could hear Chun Yuzhi's sentence without beginning or end, so he hurried

Hurriedly asked.

"Something is not quite right with the soul and soul? What's wrong? It stands to reason that this demon snake has just been born, and his mind is still ignorant, right? It's the jade snake, I've been by my side for so long, and my thoughts fluctuate, and I can't use my soul sound to convey human words, how can I blame a young snake......

As he spoke, the jade snake wrapped around Chu Weiyang's wrist couldn't help but writhe, making a buzzing sound that seemed to be dissatisfied.

Because of this, Chu Weiyang picked up the jade snake, flipped over his hand and took out a Biyun Divine Pill, and was about to come to the jade snake, teasing the jade snake, and when it opened its mouth, Chu Weiyang's wrist flipped over, and instead threw the pill directly into his mouth.

Chu Weiyang's movements were not fast, the jade snake had the opportunity to jump directly into the air, and then cut off the pill, but from beginning to end, the jade snake was just coiled in Chu Weiyang's palm, and it twisted its body more and more.

Seeing this, the smile on Chu Weiyang's face became even more prosperous, and he turned his hand and took out another treasure pill, and carefully crushed it before letting the jade snake swallow it little by little.

And for a moment, Chun Yuzhi was always silent.

But Chu Weiyang knew that she always had to open her mouth and say something.

"What is hidden in that young snake is a wisp of remnant soul, a remnant soul in the literal sense, even the true spirit has been obscured, almost like the soul of a broken candle in the wind!"

Hearing this, at the first moment, Chu Weiyang didn't look at the demon snake, but turned his head to look at the magic sword on his side.

Oh? Is this another Chun Yuzhi? Do you want to pass on the fate of a Dharma system to me?

Just as he was thinking like this, a series of cracking sounds came from the urn.

When I looked at it again, three more demon snakes were born, all of which were generally languishing.

This time, Chu Weiyang felt that it would probably be some trouble......