Wangucheng, the largest city in the world.

It is the capital of the Great Ancient Dynasty and the Great Chu Dynasty, which is magnificent and surging, and the weather is myriad.

Speaking of which, it was the first time for Lu Yan to come.

As soon as they arrived at the ancient city of Wancheng, someone answered them and led them to a huge courtyard to stay temporarily.

Large-scale sacrificial ceremonies need to be prepared, and it will take a few more days.

At night, Lu Yan left quietly, leaving behind a martial arts clone of his.

With his true body, it is impossible to risk communicating with the martial spirit, and if there is any strange change, he will regret it.

Five days later, led by the people of the Spirit Sect, the group set out, left the ancient city of Wancheng, and headed north.

Three days later, they came to a plain.

This place is an ancient battlefield, where filth is rampant, and demons and evil spirits are infested from time to time.

A large festival rises from the ground, reaching a height of 100 meters.

Around the altar, there were various offerings, such as the heads of foreign beasts, internal organs, blood, etc.

There are even human flesh and blood entrails.

To the periphery, there are all kinds of colorful flags.

"Within three hundred meters of the altar, they are all within the scope of the sacrifice, and you can sit down at will, and the sacrifice ceremony will soon begin."

"Remember, when communicating with the martial spirit, don't resist, and be sincere in your heart, so that you can become one with the martial spirit, obtain the extraordinary ability of the martial spirit, and increase your longevity."

An old man of the Spirit Sect spoke, and his voice reverberated throughout the audience.

There were more than 600 people who came this time, all of whom were cultivators above the rank of Wuhou.

Everyone looked for a place to sit down.

Lu Yan's martial arts clone also found a position casually.

"Let's go!"

Once everyone was seated, the ceremony began.

The strange sound of sacrifice was low at first, then high-pitched, as if thousands of people were singing together.

The surrounding sacrifices all began to glow, turning into blood-red energy, and converging towards the altar.

Somewhere high in the sky hundreds of miles away, Lu Yan hid here, sensing carefully.

He found that at the beginning of the sacrifice, the altar seemed to open some kind of passage.

And at the end of the passage, there is the Nine Heavens.

Above the Nine Heavens, there seems to be some kind of living being, which is being lured by some means and is about to rush down.

A few hours later.

Lu Yan's eyes froze.

Above the Nine Heavens, black shadows rushed down at an astonishing speed, rushing towards those people on the altar and rushing into their bodies.

Suddenly, everyone who blended with the black shadow let out a low roar.

Their bodies began to bulge, their muscles squirmed, their expressions were hideous, and a rich demonic aura permeated from their bodies.

Lu Yan's martial arts clone also had a black shadow rushing in.

This black shadow, like a praying mantis, fused with the wisp of consciousness he left in his separate body.

Lu Yan didn't resist, just a wisp of consciousness, he didn't care, but experienced it carefully.

"Is this Wu Ling? It's like a remnant of a demon. ”

Lu Yan secretly thought.

In ancient times, the immortals and demons were warn, and the ancient demons were almost slaughtered.

Could it be that those slain demons are not completely dead, there are remnant souls left behind, wandering above the Nine Heavens, and human beings can communicate with these remnant souls through some kind of sacrificial ritual, merge with them, and obtain some of the abilities of the ancient demons?

Or are those ancient demons unwilling to resurrect and reappear in the world by this means?

In Lu Yan's heart, all kinds of thoughts appeared.

Roar! Roar!

Suddenly, there were several terrible roars.

Lu Yan saw two people, their faces were hideous, their bodies were squirming, and a terrible malignant change had occurred, and they were about to fall into a demon.

"As soon as you fuse, you will enter the devil, and your heart is too bad."

A spirit sect master whispered, but he did not see death or save him, but entered with an immortal bone in his hand, and the immortal power of the immortal bone diffused out like a stream of water, enveloping the two martial cultivators who were on the verge of malignant transformation, and suppressing the martial spirits in the bodies of the two.

The state of the two slowly stabilized.

After the others saw it, they were relieved, and the trace of worry that they still had disappeared, completely let go of their bodies and minds, and merged with the martial spirit.

Gradually, everyone successfully merged and the state stabilized.

"Okay, you have successfully fused and embarked on the martial spirits, and the next thing I want to take you to is a place, which is the holy land of the immortal clan, which has a strong immortal power, which can help you better integrate the martial spirits and greatly reduce the chance of malignancy, come with us."

A master of the spiritual sect should lead the way.

Hearing that it can reduce the malignant change, everyone is overjoyed, and naturally obediently follows.

They walked for a few more days and entered a dense mountain.

Eventually, they came to a mountain col.

Nine towering peaks rise all around, forming a col.

"It's so rich in fairy power."

Lu Yan's martial arts clone observed the surroundings.

Discover the mountain col, permeated with a rich fairy power.

At the same time, he also sensed that the inside of the col, including the nine surrounding peaks, were all engraved with the pattern of wishing power.

This is in a huge formation.

"Many terrible breaths."

Lu Yan's true body was hidden in the distance, not daring to get too close, and at the same time trying his best to restrain his breath.

Because he sensed that there were many terrifying beings hidden in the nine peaks.

Although the breath was hidden and not released, now that Lu Yan's cultivation was a great advance, he still sensed it.

"Are the immortal masters of the major immortal ruins hidden here?"

Lu Yan secretly thought, and felt more and more that this place was not simple.

After the group entered the mountain pass, the spirit sect masters who led the way were about to retreat.

But a huge figure landed in front of them, blocking their way.

This is a purple-winged Dapeng, the existence of the Seven Turns of the Yuan Shen, from the Purple Winged Immortal Ruins.

"Let's go in too."

The Purple-Winged Dapeng opened his mouth and stared coldly at those few Spirit Sect people.

"Yes, sir."

Several Spirit Sect masters did not dare to disobey, and obediently retreated into the mountain col.

"Enlightenment!"

On a certain mountain peak, an indifferent voice was heard.

Suddenly, around the col, the lines of the power of the wish were pervasive, and the glow was shining, enveloping the col in it.

The people in the col suddenly became a little overwhelmed.

"Don't panic, there will be immortal power gathering towards your body, don't resist, that is to help you purify the martial spirit, reduce the chance of malignant transformation, cooperate well, there may be no risk of malignant transformation in the future."

On a certain mountain peak, a voice was heard.

The crowd immediately calmed down.

At the same time, they also found that in their bodies, there was a sudden attraction, and the immortal power between heaven and earth quickly converged towards them.

"This attraction actually comes from the body of the martial spirit, and the martial spirit actually absorbs the immortal power on its own, strange."

Lu Yan's martial arts clone, carefully sensing, more and more questions in his heart.

The attraction in the martial spirit's body is getting stronger and stronger, like a black hole, constantly devouring the surrounding immortal power.

Gradually, Lu Yan found that a white point of light appeared in the body of the martial spirit.

The source of attraction is this point of light.

A large amount of immortal power has entered this point of light.

"This point of light is alive."

Lu Yan was shocked.

He felt that this point of light was like a living being, or a seed, taking root and sprouting while absorbing immortal power.

The spots of light are getting bigger and bigger.

Finally, there were white tentacles that extended from the points of light, covering the body of the martial spirit.

The martial spirit made a sneering sound, quickly melting and dissipating.

What is amazing is that Lu Yan felt that the energy of the martial arts clone was also converging towards the point of light and being absorbed by the point of light.

"Ah, what's going on? This point of light is devouring my blood. ”

"Mine too, what the hell."

"Stop, stop."

At this time, many people already felt wrong and yelled in horror.

But no one responded to them.

"This is weird, let's go first."

Some people sensed that something was wrong and rushed towards the outside of the mountain pass, but they were blocked by the Willing Power Pattern Formation.

The formation is solid, and with these martial cultivators who only have the highest true body realm, they can't rush out at all.

"No"

Someone let out a terrible scream, only to see his body, quickly dried up, and finally turned into a dried corpse, fell to the ground with a thud, and smashed into a puddle of black ash.

Instead, there was a floating ball of light with tentacles.

"Damn, we've been tricked."

"Please, spare my life, I am old and young"

Some cursed, some wept, and some begged for mercy.

Not only them, but also the few Spirit Sect masters who led the team before also had the same problem.

They shouted in terror, but no one answered.

Gradually, everyone was swallowed by the light.

Including Lu Yan's martial arts clone, the same is true.

Inside the mountain col, there are more than 600 light clusters floating, emitting a snow-white and hazy brilliance.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

One by one, figures rushed into the col from the nine peaks.

Lu Yan hurriedly withdrew his spiritual sense and closed his eyes.

He vaguely saw just now that there was a cyan giant ape that rushed into the mountain col, which was the immortal master of the Dao level who had attacked the Martial Alliance.

There is also a purple roc with an amazing breath.

There is also a golden lion with a majestic bearing.

Sure enough, the major immortal lords gathered here.

He was afraid that his gaze would arouse the vigilance of the major immortal lords.

It seems that he had guessed wrong.

He had guessed before that the Jinyang Immortal Lord might not have been out of trouble yet, so the major immortal ruins did not attack the Martial Alliance.

But now it seems that the Golden Yang Immortal Lord is likely to have been out of trouble.

The reason why they didn't attack Wumeng was because they were doing the current thing.

This matter, for Xianxu, may be more important than attacking the Wumeng.

Inside the col.

A purple roc with smooth wings and a shining light.

Looking forward to it, the majesty is fully displayed.

He is the Purple-winged Immortal Lord, an existence in the Tribulation Period.

A purple jade gourd flew out of the purple-winged immortal lord's mouth, generating a powerful attraction, and those floating light clusters were swallowed by the purple jade gourd one after another.

"My lord, there are still hundreds, almost all."

The purple-winged fairy lord put away the gourd and saluted towards the highest mountain.

On that mountain peak, a figure appeared, and it was the leader of the Spirit Sect.

"Okay, when the immortals and demons were in the war, the deity killed six demons, but he was also irreparably damaged, and in desperation, he could only use the method of great freedom, the soul was divided into ten thousand thoughts, turned into seeds, parasitic in the remnant soul of the demon race, and the soul of the demon clan came to the world again, and all thoughts were one, and the deity could be resurrected, and now it will be completed, only the last step is missing."

"When the Buddha-figure recovers to its peak, it will definitely take you out of the barren sea and into the origin, and with your talents, it is a sure thing to achieve immortality in the future."

The Spiritual Cult is the main word.

(End of chapter)