Chapter 853 Can the evil spirit really be killed?

"Ahem!" The old Taoist of Xianfeng Taoist coughed slightly, looked up at the blood clouds in the sky, and said calmly: "After a long separation, the Emperor of Life is safe and well!"

"you wanna die!"

I don't know if it was the sophisticated title or the attitude of his words that completely stimulated the face in the blood cloud.

Ren Lian fell into madness again. This time he was completely crazy. He no longer had any sense and ignored Wang Zijia.

It once again filled the sky with hard steel chains, making it deeply embedded in flesh and blood. Countless flesh and blood fell into the Central Immortal Realm, but it attacked the old man crazily.

Old Taoist Yun Danfeng was gentle, coughing from time to time, or raising his hand to punch, or his aura filling the sky, and he reluctantly started fighting with Xue Yun.

The four saints also used their full strength to drive the golden chains in an attempt to pull this madman back again.

At this moment, a breath suddenly rose up, surprising everyone again and subconsciously turning their heads to look.

"In ancient times, there was a divine being. He was born to nourish and open up the spirit. He transformed the spirit into immortality and became the emperor of the five directions!"

"Today there is a junior scholar, Wang Zijia, please summon the Dharma!"

"There is an Immortal Emperor who teaches and transforms sentient beings. Please ask Emperor Nanling to borrow his teachings!"

Following the call, a huge shadow rose from behind Wang Zijia.

The entire battlefield was stunned by this sudden change.

"Um, this is...Emperor Nanling?"

"I...what the hell happened? Didn't we agree that the Golden Immortal would break through? Why did two emperors suddenly appear and start a holy war?"

"Didn't it be said that the Five Emperors died in the Third Age?"

"Uh... Why did Chiyang Immortal Lord invite the Nanling Emperor? As His Highness, shouldn't he invite the Daoting Heavenly Emperor?"

"Good guy, so this is His Highness Daoting's fighting style?"

"Call your parents if you disagree?"

"Am I the only one who wants to know what's going on now? Who is that Blood Cloud Man and where did he come from? Who is the old man Tianzun?"

"That should be the founder of the Three Palaces?"

"who?"

"Let's learn more about secrets and deeds!"

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Not only the monks all over the sky were shocked, but also the four saints who had been prepared were stunned.

Even the old man with the immortal spirit in the fight and the blood cloud monster who had gone completely crazy instinctively stopped and looked at Wang Zijia.

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At this moment, Wang Zijia had a dark face, holding the soul-slaying sword that had just become a spiritual treasure. His head was hung with golden light, and his whole body exuded a golden immortal aura. Behind him, a huge spiritual shadow was floating behind him, looking at the blood cloud with an evil look on his face. Strange human face.

Breaking through a Golden Immortal, one situation after another, the destructive power is enough, I can only say that I am unlucky, even if there is a special reason, Wang Zijia can only admit it.

But how many times has this face tried to mess with him?

three times?

Four times?

In short, as long as his aura is located, the madness will definitely break out and he will come to him no matter what.

It was as if Wang Zijia had killed his entire family and humiliated his wife and daughter in person.

And as the fake spirit entered the body, the spirit behind him rose up, and Wang Zijia's aura filled with evil spirits continued to rise, and finally stopped at the peak of Golden Immortal.

It's not that Wang Zijia can only have this kind of power now, nor can Ling Jing only have this kind of power.

It's Wang Zijia's fake spirit that borrows channels. It's okay for the objects he has planted demons to use, but for non-demonic objects, especially the dead, it requires enough entanglement on the causal level and enough understanding on the reality level. Yiping.

It's enough to entangle Wang Zijia with cause and effect. In reality, Yiping relies on a sword that has been broken, experienced strange changes, and was re-sacrificially sacrificed by Wang Zijia.

It is indeed not enough to invite Taiyi's power.

But Wang Zijiake clearly remembered that Ling Jie's spirit-killing power had terrifying restraint on this guy.

That fight in the Fourth Age had already been confirmed.

So Wang Zijia raised the sword above his head without any hesitation.

At the same time, in the book beside him, a pile of pages exploded.

And, he opened his mouth and spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

"Value - 5 trillion!"

All the final value turned into five blood god crystals and exploded together.

With the blessing of many terrifying powers, this attack has barely surpassed the limit of the Golden Immortal.

"cut!"

Wang Zijia roared angrily and struck down Kaitian with his sword.

"well!"

Behind it, the phantom of Ling Jingzhong seemed to let out a melodious sigh, and also fell with a sword.

The sword light that suddenly appeared, like opening the sky, illuminated everything, leaving the monks and disciples watching the battle stunned.

"Roar!"

Under such pressure, Xuelian finally changed his target.

"puff!"

However, in the face of Wang Zijia's attack, the giant hand created by Xue Lian didn't resist much, and was directly chopped into pieces by Wang Zi Jia's sword. It slashed at Xue Yun Man's face without any loss of force, almost splitting it in half.

As the sword light dissipated, the opponent's body began to undergo uncontrollable changes.

The flesh and blood from the wound fell crazily and spread to the ground. As the breath fluctuated, the flesh and blood in other areas of the blood cloud also began to squirm.

It seems that the creatures are rebelling, turning into countless deformed flesh and blood spirits as a whole.

Its breath instantly withered as a result.

"Crash!"

Under such changes, the Four Saints immediately increased their strength, and the power of the four golden copper coin chain dragons began to show.

He began to drag it and kept shrinking into the depths of the void.

"Roar!"

The blood-cloud human-faced monster was squirming all over its body. It kept struggling, but it was difficult to form a stalemate.

No matter how hard he struggled, there was no way.

Finally, he was pulled by the golden dragon and the original giant sealing net and disappeared into the void.

After all, the other party was still sealed, and this was just part of its extended power.

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As the flesh and blood disappeared, the world suddenly fell into silence.

One by one, the cultivators stared blankly at Wang Zijia, whose spirit was rapidly dissipating behind them.

Today, everyone finally knew what reincarnated ancient cultivators, what His Majesty the Dao Court was, and what the ancient mighty was.

They also finally knew why the Sanqing Palace was so bloody.

This is not the fifth saint prepared by Shenhong, this is already the fifth saint of Shenhong!

The existence that can play a decisive role in such a holy war is not a saint who controls the Dao, but better than a saint who controls the Dao!

"Cough cough!"

The strange silence lasted for a moment, and was finally broken by a slight cough.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Teacher!"

As soon as the four saints completed the seal and stabilized it, they all surrounded the old Taoist priest and greeted the coughing old man with concern.

The old Taoist priest waved his hand and said lightly: "It's okay, it's an old problem!"

However, Wang Zijia clearly saw that as the old man coughed, the old man's right hand kept switching between the state of a skin-and-bone mummy and the state of flesh and blood. It seemed calm, but the breath seemed to fluctuate slightly.

As a Taoist master who is at least in the Taiyi realm, his whole body is regularized, and the change of the flesh represents the problem of Taoism. Obviously, the other party has a big problem.

"Disciples and others are incompetent and disturbed the master's retreat..."

The old Taoist priest stretched out his hand to stop him from speaking, and turned his head to look at Wang Zijia with an inexplicable look.

For a moment, extremely complex emotions seemed to flash across his indifferent eyes.

Reminiscence?

Miss?

Trance?

Melancholy?

It was extremely complex, but it flashed by in a flash. After a moment, he regained his indifference, as if he had already looked down on everything.

Wang Zijia also looked at the old man.

If nothing unexpected happened, this was the oldest cultivator in the Shenhong Immortal Realm that he had completely confirmed when he traveled to the future. He was at least a Dao Court master who survived from the Fourth Epoch?

Zhang Deqi?

Zhang family?

Direct line or branch?

If it was a direct line, wouldn't it mean that the other party was also a time traveler?

Or was it just pure wisdom?

What was the other party's identity in the Dao Court back then?

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As they looked at each other, Wang Zijia's thoughts flashed, and suddenly he said with a puzzled look on his face: "Have we met before?"

Zhang Deqi smiled and shook his head, saying: "It should be considered that we have never seen it before."

Wang Zijia looked at Zhang Deqi in confusion, and the more he looked at him, the more familiar he felt, but when he searched his memory, he really had never seen him.

Dao Court old monster?

"Cough cough!" The old man coughed again.

This time, half of the opponent's body kept switching between mummy and flesh as he coughed.

Obviously, the opponent's condition should have been extremely bad, and the hasty battle just now made this bad condition worse.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"······"

The four saints who were close to him obviously saw it, and each of them showed concern and worry.

The old man looked at the four people, then looked at Wang Zijia, and then said to the five people: "Waiting for you in the temple!"

After saying that, the old man disappeared in front of everyone.

Wang Zijia looked at this scene and frowned slightly.

The four saints came back to their senses together, and first said to Wang Zijia: "Congratulations to fellow Taoist for returning to the Golden Immortal!"

"Congratulations to the Immortal Chiyang!"

"Congratulations to the Immortal for proving the Tao!"

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At this time, the monks on the ground who had been looking at the sky all saluted.

Wang Zijia responded slightly, and then Zhang Daoxuan and the other four spoke a few words to the cultivators in the sky, and then said to Wang Zijia: "Let's go, fellow Daoist Chiyang, to meet my master?"

"Am I coming with you?" Wang Zijia asked.

"Of course, didn't the master just tell me!" Zhang Daoxuan replied.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia looked at the cultivators below, and said without further delay: "Then I'll trouble you."

It just so happened that he was also very curious about this person.

The five people disappeared on the spot while talking.

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After the five people left, the monks of Taiqing Palace immediately came to organize the scene.

And as the five people left, the cultivators were completely blown up.

As today's events fermented, Wang Zijia was destined to become the top streamer of Shenhong Daomen for a long time in the future.

His various legends, identity, experience stories, and emotional experiences were destined to become various headlines for a long time.

And Zhenling Pavilion would probably enter the fast lane of development again and start a new round of take-off.

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Zhang Daoxuan and his party led Wang Zijia to the depths of Taiqing Palace. During the process, Zhang Daoxuan took the initiative to tell Wang Zijia:

"That was our master just now, the founder of Sanqing Palace, and the founder and leader of the entire Taoist sect."

"Master, like you, is also a survivor from the Fourth Epoch."

"But unlike you, Daoist Fellow Chiyang, who reincarnated and cultivated again, Master directly fought through it. He was seriously injured because of this."

"It was after the end of the Fourth Epoch, after the great disaster of the collision and return to the ruins, he used his great magic power to complete the post-disaster reconstruction, barely saved the broken Shenhong, saved countless worlds, and preserved the fire."

"Because of this, he was even more injured, and finally reached a point where it was difficult to solve."

"So he rarely showed up in the Fifth Era and spent most of his time recovering from his injuries. So now Shenhong only has a few legends about him, and few people know about his existence."

"Later, after I and a few others were taught, they went into seclusion all year round, which could easily last more than 100,000 years."

"I have only woken up twice in this century, and now it is the third time."

Wang Zijia nodded suddenly, and then asked the question he was most concerned about at the moment: "Does Daoxuan Tianzun know the identity of the senior in the fourth era?"

Hearing this, Zhang Daoxuan looked at Wang Zijia doubtfully.

Wang Zijia said: "When I crashed into the world and returned to ruins in the Fourth Age, although I survived through reincarnation, I was also affected a lot, and many of my memories are somewhat incomplete. When I see my seniors, I don't know why, but I always feel familiar. "

The few people who were walking forward in silence all paused slightly and glanced at Wang Zijia subconsciously.

Zhang Dao

Wang Zijia frowned slightly and nodded.

At this moment, the five of them have arrived at the core of Taiqing Continent, in front of a simple hall filled with immortal energy.

Obviously, the destination has been reached!

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Deep in the Taiqing Palace, there is a magnificent and simple core building, whose style is somewhat like a white jade Taoist temple.

At this moment, view the main hall.

When Wang Zijia followed Zhang Daoxuan and the other four people to this place, Zhang Deqi, the immortal Taoist, was already waiting quietly in the main hall.

At this moment, the formation in the entire hall was operating at full strength, but it only stimulated the spirit gathering effect. The terrifying fairy power drawn from various veins gathered in the hall.

The veteran Zhang Deqi sat cross-legged on the core seat of the hall, and the terrifying fairy power was poured into his body crazily.

But the other person's body is like a bottomless pit that cannot be filled.

However, the coughing condition is much better, and the physical body no longer appears to be in the state of mummy and flesh and blood, and it seems that the injury has been barely stabilized.

In Wang Zijia's perception, this person was very strange.

Without it, this person has no cultivation.

It's not that he used the concealment method to hide it, but that he just didn't cultivate it.

In fact, this person can only be regarded as an empty shell!

Well, that’s not right either.

This person gave Wang Zijia the feeling... like a powerful Taoist who had already condensed the Tao Fruit. The Tao Fruit collapsed, but he did not die, and even retained his strength to a certain extent. .

This state is not only strange, but also terrifying.

Because after the Taiyi realm, monks pick Tao Fruit to master the Tao. Unless they are transcendent, no matter it is Taiyi or Daluo, the Tao Fruit should be its core and represent all the extraordinary qualities of a Tao mastering monk.

If the Tao Fruit collapses, people should be destroyed.

The old Taoist's situation at this moment is almost like a person in his previous life who saw a ghost!

Therefore, this veteran gave Wang Zijia a very strange feeling.

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At this moment, after Zhang Daoxuan and his entourage arrived at the main hall, the four of them looked at the old man with concern for a moment. After seeing that his condition was stable, they greeted him politely: "I have met Master!"

Wang Zijia just followed him into the hall and took a quick look at the old man Zhang Deqi.

Then, following Zhang Daoxuan and the four others, they greeted each other and said, "I have met my senior."

Zhang Deqi originally looked at the five people, but because of Wang Zijia's greeting, he paused and said: "Let's just talk about friendship as equals."

These plain words made Zhang Daoxuan and others pause slightly in greeting.

Wang Zijia was certain that his sense of familiarity was no longer an illusion.

This Deqi was definitely a key figure in the Zhang family.

It was even possible that in the Fourth Epoch, when he went to Yaoshan Realm and had a fierce battle with Ming Ni, he had seen him somewhere.

But it seems that the other party has no intention of telling about his past identity?

Thoughts flickered, Wang Zijia said nothing more, but after a slight silence, he said: "Yes, Zhang Tianzun!"

Zhang Deqi frowned for a moment when he heard Wang Zijia's changed title, but didn't say anything more.

Immediately, at Zhang Deqi's signal, the five people sat down on the smaller jade throne in the main hall.

As the six people took their seats, the magic circle flickered, the five people floated in the air, the Taoist Wheel hung behind them, the immortal body and magic body became larger, and the six people formed a fan shape with one large and five middle, just like the legendary powerful council.

"Master, are you leaving seclusion this time..." Hua Yuling, the only female cultivator among the six, asked carefully.

"I am just hanging on for a while now, and there is no hope. Now the situation of Shenhong depends on your wait." Zhang Deqi said in an old voice.

"It's the disciples who are incompetent. They haven't been able to quell the evil disaster for so many years. Now they have alarmed the master and disturbed your old life." Zhang Daoxuan immediately accused him.

Zhang Deqi waved his hand and did not dwell on these topics, saying: "Tell us about the situation in the inner world and the current situation in the Taoist sect!"

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In this way, in front of Wang Zijia, several people began to talk about Shenhong's current bad situation without any hesitation.

It seemed that as he came here, everyone acquiesced that he had now entered the highest decision-making level of the entire Taoist sect.

Among the people's words, Zhang Deqi did not understand Shenhong's current situation, and Wang Zijia did not. Anyway, Wang Zijia combined the various information he had learned before, and Wang Zijia had a clear understanding of Shenhong.

It can be said that Shenhong is now on the verge of collapse at any time.

The whole world should have been broken at the end of the Fourth Epoch: when the world crashed and returned to the abyss.

After patching up for so many years, there are problems everywhere, plus the problem of evil disasters, which makes Shenhong look like it will collapse and disappear at any time in the circle of their current level, and fall into a situation of great destruction.

After Zhang Deqi had a general understanding of it, he suddenly asked Wang Zijia: "Daoyou Chiyang, I wonder how many years do you think you have left to achieve the initial enlightenment again?"

For the current Shenhong cultivators, condensing the power of Tao and achieving the Golden Immortal is probably considered to be the enlightenment.

But for cultivators like Zhang Deqi, it is obvious that at least the initial condensation of Tao fruit and the achievement of Taiyi are considered to be the enlightenment.

Wang Zijia was paused by this inexplicable and extremely straightforward turn of words.

When can I achieve the enlightenment?

Let alone other things, you are more confident than myself, as if I can definitely ascend to Taiyi?

Taiyi?

Before, Wang Zijia was very confident that it would not take much time.

But he almost turned Shen Hong upside down when he became a Golden Immortal, Taiyi?

Wang Zijia really didn't know when he could become one!

Wang Zijia, who couldn't figure out what the big guy was doing, could only say ambiguously: "I don't know about this. After all, in today's era, if you want to condense the Dao fruit, it all depends on chance."

Zhang Deqi heard this and added again: "Then if the sect supplies certain resources and supports you, how long will it take you to complete the accumulation of the Golden Immortal stage?"

Wang Zijia paused again. For such a serious big guy, Wang Zijia had no experience in dealing with him. Now the other party was completely unreasonable and asked directly without any hesitation, which made Wang Zijia a little confused.

Finally, under his gaze, he hesitated and said, "If it is just to rebuild in the Golden Immortal stage, it should be completed in a few decades, after all, there is only a little accumulation of Tao power."

Zhang Deqi nodded in understanding, then turned his head and looked at Zhang Daoxuan, saying, "Then start full preparations for war. At the latest, fifty years later, directly start the final war and completely eliminate the hidden dangers in the inner world."

"The problems in the inner world have reached a situation where they must be cleaned up, otherwise that thing may be completely out of trouble at any time, and then the entire Shenhong will probably collapse. After all, it was once the emperor, the former Daluo cultivator, and Shenhong can no longer withstand its tossing."

'Fifty years later? Awakening 70 years? It seems to be the time period when Yao Wenxuan that guy proved the Tao of Taiyi? ’

'So even if I clean up the ground myself, even if the battlefield in the inner world does not deteriorate, will this full-scale war break out? ’

'Clean up the inner world and completely solve the problems in the inner world? ’

Thinking of this, Wang Zijia subconsciously thought of the situation he saw from a special perspective when he broke through just now, where the rune tennis ball, blood-colored smoke, and the aura of destruction were entangled with each other and barely balanced.

“Obey the law!” When Wang Zijia was thinking, Zhang Daoxuan and the other four responded immediately.

“Does Daoist Fellow Chiyang have any opinion on this?” Seeing that Wang Zijia didn’t say anything, Zhang Deqi asked.

Zhang Daoxuan and the other four also looked over.

Wang Zijia came back to his senses slightly, hesitated for a moment, and said carefully: “What I am considering is that even if we can really defeat the evil monsters in the inner world and clean up the pollution in the inner world, can we really move the most core person? Or can we really kill him?”

Zhang Daoxuan and the other four heard the words, full of confusion and doubts, and subconsciously said: “Why can’t we kill him?”

“Daoist Fellow, what do you mean?”

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Only Zhang Deqi seemed to understand the meaning of Wang Zijia’s words, and looked at Wang Zijia with great surprise.

It seemed that what Wang Zijia knew was beyond his expectations.

Zhang Deqi's reaction completely confirmed Wang Zijia's unsure guess.

In the special vision he saw, the red aura was evil, or the embodiment of the origin of evil.

And the red haze did help stabilize Shenhong.

Even when Shenhong, the Holy Spirit, and the three great worlds of the gods perished together and crashed into the abyss, the reason why only Shenhong was barely preserved in the end might have been due to that evil.

Does that mean that the guess that spiritual energy is sin is correct to some extent?

Wait!

The great prophecy of the ancient Jinqian Du family!