"Fifth layer of true qi, kill the true element!" This time, many old monsters already showed surprise.

Yuwen Zhouyuan kills the third layer of true qi with the first layer of true qi, and kills the true yuan with the body of true qi, could it be that he has crossed the level all the way to kill!

Yan Junsheng's blood shadow looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan, there was resentment in his eyes, and more fear.

"You and I have a grudge, you, disperse!" Yuwen Zhouyuan bent his fingers, and the blood shadow immediately turned into blood light and dispersed, submerging into Yuwen Zhouyuan's body.

There was a flash of brilliance on the altar, and the figure of the young Yuwen Zhou Yuan was slightly taller, and his cultivation was already in the early stage of the True Yuan.

This time, the blood shadows of countless monks flew out of the giant pillar.

Among them, there is no shortage of real masters!

These monks all died at the hands of Yuwen Zhouyuan!

These people are the people of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect and the Beast Spirit Sect who want to plot against Yuwen Zhouyuan.

"Zhen Yuan has killed a real person, and he has killed more than one real person!" more and more old monsters showed surprise.

The blood shadows of the Beast Spirit Sect and the Ten Thousand Beast Sect were not all, and there were not a few killings at the time of the Yuwen Zhou Yuan True Yuan.

There is also a matter of using the true yuan to capture the blood refining of the real person to cultivate and win the pill.

Later, there was an image of killing the true master ancestor in the early stage of Jindan!

"This son actually killed the true master at the beginning of the real man!" Some old monsters already showed surprise.

"Past grievances. A write-off!" Under the finger of the young Yuwen Zhouyuan, countless blood shadows exploded into blood light and submerged into his body.

In a flash of brilliance, the young Yuwen Zhouyuan has become a young man and has become a true teacher.

Among the giant pillars, countless True Master Masters of the Dongzhou Divine Domain flew out, and there were even True Monarch Ancestors!

"The true master slashes the true monarch, slaughters the true monarch demon beasts!, and has slaughtered so many!" There were many shocking voices from the same altar as they breathed.

"Wait, disperse!" Under the finger of the young Yuwen Zhouyuan, countless blood shadows that had long passed away shattered into blood light one after another, submerging into his body, and his evil qi became heavier and heavier.

On the altar, the light is shining again, and Yuwen Zhouyuan has changed into a true monarch cultivator.

When he was a true monarch, he killed countless people of the same rank, and he was famous!

The blood shadows of the strong constantly flew out of the giant pillars, filling the sky.

"The cause and effect of the year is broken today, disperse!" Yuwen Zhouyuan flicked his sleeves violently, and countless blood shadows shattered into blood light, and the stars submerged into his body.

The brilliance on the altar flashed again, and Yuwen Zhouyuan was already a true self cultivator.

When he was his true self, he fought the world bloody and swept all the sects!

When the blood shadows of the True King with a strong aura walked out of the giant pillar, countless old monsters showed solemn expressions.

In the end, the altar flashed brightly, and Yuwen Zhouyuan restored the cultivation of the true king!

Countless True Kings and True Emperor Blood Shadows walked out of the giant pillars!

There are so many blood shadows that no one can look at everyone's faces one by one.

"Fellow Daoists, go all the way, we don't owe each other from now on......" Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the blood shadows with shocked or angry expressions, his eyes were always as calm as water and as cold as starlight.

"I, Yuwen Zhouyuan, have killed all my life, it has nothing to do with right or wrong, the people I killed may be innocent, but I am helpless. This path of cultivation does not allow mercy! Disperse!" Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his finger, and one by one the strong people were shattered into blood and passed away. Countless blood rays submerged into Yuwen Zhouyuan's body.

Then the altar flashed brightly, and Yuwen Zhou Yuan cultivated to reach the peak of the True Emperor.

Then one after another True Emperor blood-colored masters flew out of the altar, and many of them were True Emperor Stage powerhouses.

But a cold light flashed in Yuwen Zhoudi's eyes, and he shouted: "Disperse!" Then he raised his finger a little, and those blood shadows above the True Emperor immediately turned into fragments, and finally turned into blood light and submerged into Yuwen Zhouyuan's body.

True Emperor Period, True Holy Period......

All the blood shadows disappeared, and Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't say much, just patted the storage bag, took out a wine jar, and sprinkled the best spirit wine under the giant pillar.

There is no sorrow, only solemnity.

At this moment, Yuwen Zhouyuan was not commemorating the enemy, but as a monk, he paid tribute to the fallen who was also a monk and had no choice but to die in the cultivation world.

Then, Yuwen Zhouyuan smashed the wine jar with one palm!

Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly took a step, his whole body was full of anger, the blood glow stained the sky red, and he slapped his palm on the giant pillar!

In an instant, 990,000 crystals lit up on the giant pillar!

At the same time, more than ten times the evil qi of Yuwen Zhouyuan shook out from the giant pillar, turned into a blood-colored giant fist, and slammed into Yuwen Zhouyuan's chest.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's black hair danced wildly, his eyes were like gods and demons, he opened his mouth and swallowed the fist shadow alive, and he did not suffer any backlash!

This is Yuwen Zhouyuan's evil spirit, this is his killing, he doesn't escape, he doesn't avoid, he just calmly relative!

At the moment when he swallowed the fist transformed by the power of evil qi and curse, the evil qi in Yuwen Zhouyuan's body skyrocketed more than ten times!

Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flickered, and he slapped on the giant pillar again.

This time, all 10 million blood-colored crystals lit up!

And a blood-colored treasure light suddenly rose to the sky, but at an extremely fast speed, it rushed into the storage bag of Yuwen Zhouyuan.

"That's!" The middle-aged man's eyes in the void showed surprise for the first time!

Almost everyone saw the light, but except for the middle-aged man in the void, no one could see what was in the light.

Others couldn't even perceive the level of the treasure, so they could only vaguely guess that Yuwen Zhouyuan had lit up 10 million crystals on the giant pillar and received some kind of additional reward.

"Most of the things obtained by this son are not low-grade treasures, at least pinnacle treasures, and may even be immortal treasures...... some old monsters speculated.

Yuwen Zhouyuan withdrew his palm and stood quietly in front of the giant pillar, his expression was still unwavering, but his heart was turbulent!

Walking down the altar and standing under the altar, Yuwen Zhou Yuan Shen Nian swept the storage bag, and his heart still couldn't be calm. The precious light that shot into the storage bag before turned out to be an extraordinary thing!

It was a red gold mask, the mask was heroic, and the mask contained vast power and boundless magical powers!

This is a spiritual costume, an innate spiritual costume!

This is a spiritual suit conceived by heaven and earth, which can be forged by non-human beings!

Innate spirit suits, only half-step true immortal or above monks are qualified to refine into the body! Every innate spirit costume has earth-shattering powers!

The innate spirit costume is even rarer than the innate magic weapon, if this thing is exposed to the public, Yuwen Zhouyuan can imagine that there will be an old monster above the half-step true immortal who will come to the door for this spirit costume......

Compared with magic weapons, the spirit costume has two advantages and one flaw.

The flaw is that most of the spirit costumes are used for support, and very few spirit costumes have strong lethality.

The advantages, first, do not need to consume any mana to use the spirit costume.

Second, after the level of the spiritual costume is high to a certain level, once the Lord is recognized. If you refine it into your body, you can't snatch it. When the master dies, the spiritual costume will be destroyed with the master, but it is much more loyal than the magic weapon. It's not like a magic weapon, and it can change hands after the owner dies.

Obtaining this innate mask in vain, Yuwen Zhouyuan has mixed blessings.

The good thing is that this treasure is innate and can be refined, and it will definitely increase its strength.

The worry is that this treasure was obtained in public, and there are countless strong people here, and I don't know how many people can see that this mask is an innate spiritual costume.

"If anyone sees that the treasure I have obtained is an innate spirit suit, I am afraid that it will not be long before a catastrophe will come......" Yuwen Zhouyuan frowned, if this thing was looked at. Yuwen Zhouyuan would rather hand over this thing and protect himself than provoke countless half-step true immortal or above monsters for the sake of this innate spirit suit.

Naturally, if you can be a half-step true immortal or above, the old monster will hit the door. Refining this spiritual suit into the body will also dispel the prying eyes of others.

After all, the high-level spiritual costume that has recognized the Lord cannot be captured.

But this is an innate spirit suit, even if Yuwen Zhouyuan has now reached the late stage of the True Saint and has the strength of a half-step true immortal, but after all, he is not a half-step true immortal cultivator, and it is difficult for such a high-level spirit suit to recognize the master.

Just as he was thinking about it, an old but kind voice suddenly came into Yuwen Zhouyuan's ears, and this voice was the voice of the middle-aged man in the void.

"Don't worry, little friend, the only one who can see the innate mask here is the old man. In fact, the moment this treasure appeared, non-true immortals could not see this thing clearly. With the old man's cultivation, he can only barely see a trace of the outline of the innate mask, rest assured that you have this innate mask, it is your chance, the old man will not take away your innate mask, nor will anyone take away your innate mask, you can rest assured that refining is. ”

Yuwen Zhouyuan's gaze changed slightly, and he looked towards the void, facing the satisfied smile of the middle-aged man in the void.

At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan knew that there was actually a master hiding in the void, and if this master didn't make a sound, he didn't even sense it!

Who is this person, and what is the purpose of his hiding? A series of thoughts surged into Yuwen Juyuan's mind.

No, this person turned out to be just an afterimage, not a real body? Where is his real body? However, although Yuwen Zhouyuan found that this middle-aged man was just an afterimage, he found that the cultivation of this afterimage was much stronger than that of a half-step true immortal, and he had a feeling that if the other party didn't want him to find out that he was an afterimage, he wouldn't be able to find out at all with his cultivation.

Yuwen Juyuan even saw the middle-aged man's appearance clearly, he was a handsome white-haired boy! Of course, this is just his appearance, not the real age of this middle-aged man......

The middle-aged man is willing to let Yuwen Zhouyuan spy on his appearance, and Yuwen Zhouyuan is qualified to snoop.

"This person is far superior to the cultivation of a half-step true immortal, if you want to take away my innate spirit suit, you don't have to say so much nonsense, make a strong move, how can I not obey. Since he said that he would not take away my innate mask, he would not take it. And this person can appear as an afterimage, a higher cultivation than a half-step true immortal, and maybe he also has an innate mask, so he can't look down on my innate mask......" Yuwen Zhouyuan said secretly in his heart.

This time, Yuwen Jooyuan guessed wrong.

When the Blood Curse Cave was rampant in the world, all the monks in the gate had innate masks, and even most of the monks in the early days of the True Emperor also held masks and spiritual costumes.

But except for the Cursed Saints of the Past Generations, no one can hold the Innate Mask!

This innate mask is a secret treasure, but also a status symbol!

The middle-aged man didn't tell Yuwen Juyuan about this, and Yuwen Joo Yuan didn't know about it for the time being.

The remnant of the middle-aged man did not tell Yuwen Zhouyuan that the last time someone was recognized by the Cursed Sea Altar and gave him an innate spirit costume was more than six million years ago.

At that time, there were disciples in the Blood Curse Cave, and it was at its peak, and there was an elder named Xiao Baili, who was recognized by the altar by chance and obtained an innate mask.