Chapter 16: The Demonic Power Begins to Reveal

The dark wind is howling, the demonic clouds are rolling, and the mountains and rivers five hundred miles away are wailing.

　　After sending his disciples to confirm that Chang Wu's message was true, Wang Yuan did not hesitate to capture the envoy from Kuxin Ridge and obtained two important pieces of information through soul searching.

　　First, the Black Halberd Ghost King began to retreat after returning from Zizaitian. Ordinary disciples have not seen him for a long time.

　　Secondly, the current principals of Kuxin Ridge are Black Halberd's deputy general and a woman named An Susu.

　　Although the envoy's status in Kuxin Ridge was not high and he had no access to more useful information, the connotation of these two messages alone was enough to prompt Wang Yuan to take action.

　　"Black Halberd has probably fallen!"

　　"That woman named An Susu should be Xin Xingzi's Taoist companion who was born in Zizitian!"

　　"My poor apprentice might have a crown of forgiveness!"

　　"They probably didn't know the news about Zi Zaitian being attacked by Daomen, otherwise they wouldn't have planned to ambush me for the second time!"

　　"As expected of being the number one sect of the Demon Sect in the Heavenly Realm. Look at how motivated his disciples are. They have lost contact with the sect and are still trying to complete their mission. The crooked melons and split dates under my sect are already fighting among themselves!"

　　Compared to the blood demons and bone demons that were clamoring to devour and reproduce, the heavenly demons and yin demons transformed by the yin soul and yin soul were a little noisier, but their analytical abilities still gave Wang Yuan a lot of help.

　　Although I don't know if other schizophrenia patients have the special ability to outsmart one person and outsmart everyone, Wang Yuan has achieved this, at least he thinks so.

　　"The first time you block a door, you must be handsome!"

　　Wang Yuan stood on the sky, with the Kuxin Ridge at his feet with the magic circle spread out, and behind him the evil clouds that were destroying the city and suppressing the stronghold. The sword-like wind was whistling around him, but it could not lift the corners of his clothes or mess up his hair. Silk.

　　"Introduce the mountain gate and blast the magic circle, why don't you play such an old routine!" Looking at the "enemy" who had no other actions except opening a formation to defend, Wang Yuan complained very boringly, "It seems that the Black Halberd is real If he fails, then his inheritance will be taken over by me as a friend!"

　　Lightly holding the Twelve Yuan Chen White Bone Gods and Demons Flags in his hand, twelve tall Bone Gods and Demons jumped out from the flags. At the same time, the twelve Star Dou Yuan Magnetic True Demons also dropped from the sky, shining directly on everyone. On the bodies of the gods and demons, their bodies expanded rapidly with the injection of Yuan Magnetic True Evil, and in just the blink of an eye, they turned into twelve "hills".

　　The hill-like gods and demons did not swarm up to attack Kuxin Ridge's defensive formation. Instead, under Wang Yuan's control, they formed a formation to surround Kuxin Ridge.

　　The wind follows the tiger, and the clouds follow the dragon.

　　As soon as the magic circle composed of twelve gods and demons started to move, it affected the surrounding dark winds and demonic clouds. Winds, tigers, clouds and dragons appeared one after another, chasing and fighting with great ferocity.

　　Wang Yuan's eyes were not focused on gods, demons or dragons and tigers. The moment the magic circle started to operate, he stared closely at the mountains, rocks, vegetation within the magic circle.

　　Seeing them withered and withered, Wang Yuan had a smile on his face. He knew that this phenomenon was not caused by the evil wind, but that the neglected time was the culprit.

　　"Who would have thought that the sages of the White Bone Demonic Path would actually have plans to get involved in the Avenue of Time. Twelve Yuan Chen marks time, and time goes by year after year. I'm afraid that is the true meaning of the "White Bone Yuan Chen Sutra"." Wang Yuan looked at the time. The eroded and weathered rocks, vegetation and trees couldn't help but complain, "My mind is so big, no wonder the original body has made so slow progress in purifying mana. With the power of time and other high-end gadgets involved, with the cultivation of a true immortal, Only when the Tao can be purified can there be ghosts!"

　　"Woo, woo--!" The desolate voice caused by the gods and demons echoed between heaven and earth.

　　"I've already killed Xin Xingzi, and you still use this trick, you think I'm stupid!" Wang Yuan laughed angrily at the disciple of Zi Zaitian, "No wonder he can only work as a field worker. He is loyal but lacks IQ!"

　　Wang Yuan, who studied the "Demon Demon Sutra" intensively, made a new breakthrough in the training of gods and demons. While understanding the true meaning of the "White Bone Yuanchen Sutra", he refinished the accompanying twelve Yuanchen White Bone Gods and Demons. , the current God and Demon Guide is completely useless.

　　Seeing that the mountain-protecting formation at Ku Xin Ridge was slowly dissipating under the erosion of time, Wang Yuan ordered the Bone Gods and Demons to disperse the formation. If the power of time was allowed to continue to erode, it would be easy, but Wang Yuan was afraid that it would be of little benefit. Can't get it either.

　　Ordering the Bone Gods and Demons to continue to surround Kuxin Ridge, to guard against fish that slip through the net and to beware of robbers who take advantage of the situation, Wang Yuan will also stay outside. He has always believed: "It is extremely stupid to take risks by yourself when there are ready-made cannon fodder. of!"

　　After waving their hands to signal the attack, Wang Yuan's disciples, led by Tang Zhong, Lu Qingzhi, and Chang Wu, rushed into Kuxin Ridge.

　　Not to mention killing in the meantime, that would be too boring. The Kuxinling disciples who were put into a negative state by the power of time could not organize a strong resistance at all.

　　The bored Wang Yuan fell from the sky, leaning on the boundary stone of Kuxin Ridge, playing with a wisp of pure black magic power in his hand.

　　This is his newly generated mana. Although the recasting of the foundation is not complete, changes have already occurred.

　　The external appearance of mana is mainly affected by the monk's own Taoist charm. Mana is invisible and colorless in a monk's body, but when it is released outside, the Taoist charm contained in it will naturally resonate with the heaven and earth, generating specific colors and phenomena. .

　　There are also differences between immortals and mortals. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com The Tao charm of mortal monks mainly comes from the skills they practice and their own bloodline, while the Tao charm of immortals comes more from their own understanding of the Tao.

　　The pale mana of Wang Yuan's bone demon changed its color due to the recasting of his foundation. The pure black represents the demon's characteristics of devouring and destroying.

　　The absence of a trace of color in the magic power also showed that Wang Yuan had no involvement in time. Although he was very tempted, Wang Yuan, who understood the principle of biting off more than he could chew, restrained his greedy desire.

　　Wang Yuan can still understand clearly when to be greedy and when not to be greedy. He lacks time the most now. Whether it is the external situation or his own physical condition, there is not much time left for him, and time together The understanding cannot be accomplished overnight. Now, with the help of the Twelve Yuan Chen White Bone God and Demon, it can be used as a useful trump card.

　　The battle against Kuxin Ridge did not go as Wang Yuan expected, and the final clearing was quickly completed. While carrying the loot, several principals of Kuxin Ridge were also escorted in front of Wang Yuan.

　　Because of their uniqueness, ghost cultivators would only become illusory in appearance when affected by the power of time. This characteristic allowed Wang Yuan to recognize the disciples of Zi Zi Tian among these people at a glance.

　　A woman with white hair and chicken skin, whose appearance can vaguely tell what she looked like when she was "young", must be very charming.

　　"Are you An Susu?"

　　"Don't waste time, I won't say anything, you can search for souls!"

　　Wang Yuan stared at An Susu, his eyes full of cherishment and praise.

　　"Look at this disciple of this sect! Look at the scumbags under my sect!" Wang Yuan's consciousness could cover the entire Kuxin Ridge, and he easily discovered that there were thirty-two named disciples hiding trophies.

　　"When this happens, we must rectify them!"