Chapter 638: The Lord of the Insect Temple

The nun trapped in the cage with the inheritor of the Insect Temple is actually a pure spirit who has not been in the virtual world for a long time.

She is the fastest practicing among the Reincarnation Sect. After reaching the perfection of the Nine Buddha Roots, she led a group of Insect Temple inheritors to break through the void.

After successfully arriving in this virtual world, after some inquiring in the wilderness, I found out that Liu Feng had already offended many forces in the less than two thousand years since he came to the virtual world. Among them, he was the most evil one investigated by the Taoist Master of Pantheon, and he seemed to be eager to catch him. Wind in the Willows.

The disciples of the Pantheon Temple were the inheritors of the Chongchong Temple, which was the inheritance left by Liu Feng, and they also captured her by the way.

Jing Ling sits upright in the cage, with a slender waist and a wide monk's robe that cannot hide the full curvature of his front and back. A beautiful face with almond eyes and cherry lips has a worried look on it.

"Liu Feng has too many enemies. After paying off the enemies in his previous life, he has provoked many powerful forces in this life."

While thinking about her own way out, she communicated with the inheritors of the Insect Temple around her.

Outside the cage, Uncle Daozi waited for about two hours, and murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"A bunch of useless trash, they have already demarcated the area of ​​​​seven hundred miles, and tens of thousands of people can't find the Huangquan Sect ruins."

He suddenly grabbed them with his backhand, and the cage behind him opened. Twelve inheritors of the Insect Temple and a Buddhist nun were photographed in front of the merchant ship from a distance.

As he pointed out a few points, the bodies and souls of the four Insect Temple inheritors who were pointed out were separated.

Under the horrified gazes of the remaining eight Insect Temple inheritors, the Yinshen of the four companions were swallowed on the spot, and their physical bodies flew into this person's robe.

Soon, four insect shell temples the size of fingernails were peeled off.

Taishu Changtian took hold of it and sneered: "It's ridiculous to be arrogant and learn great skills and leave a legacy before you have achieved greatness."

The five fingers suddenly closed together, the four insect temples were shattered, and four small void whirlpools were born, but they could not hurt the Taoist at all, because the insect temples were only refined in Liu Feng's ninth realm.

After casually killing the four inheritors of the Insect Temple, Taishu Changtian picked her up with his index finger. Jingling was pushed up into the sky without any resistance, and an invisible force enveloped her.

"I heard that the people who took over the Huangquan Sect's ruins were Liu Feng's men, so I'm going to try Liu Feng's mistress today."

"I am the Taoist disciple of the Pantheon. Those who are hiding in the ruins, please listen to me. I will give you a stick of incense and time to hand over the spiritual objects obtained from the ruins. After that, the nun with the name of Pure Spirit will be destroyed."

With the blessing of the true immortal's perfect cultivation, the rolling sound spread thousands of miles.

Only more than four hundred miles away from the three merchant ships, no Pantheon disciples noticed it under a dead tree.

The restriction formed by the interweaving of yin energy blends with the yin energy of the nearby earth, making it impossible for people's spiritual sense to detect anything strange.

There is a half-foot-wide restriction in the Yin Qi. This is the entrance to the Huangquan Sect ruins. There is an inner space of three thousand miles in length and breadth.

The Yin Qi gathered here into clouds that never dispersed. Half of the ground was covered with decaying buildings, and eight underworld trees were swallowing the Yin Qi. There were evil spirits clinging to them among their branches and leaves.

Under eight three-hundred-foot-high Huangquan trees, each sat cross-legged with an inheritor of the Insect Temple.

As the inheritor of the Insect Temple, after acquiring the Insect Temple, firstly, in order to practice faster, and secondly, in order to control evil spirits, at least half of them were actively parasitized by the Huangquan sacred tree in the temple.

The eight dark underworld trees at the moment are exactly the underworld sacred trees that come from the bodies of the eight people.

"...the pure spirit...the spirit and form are destroyed..."

Through the restriction at the entrance to the inner space, the eight people could vaguely hear the words of the Pantheon Daozi outside, and their faces became heavy.

They have no friendship with Jing Ling. They came to the virtual world hundreds of years ago and don't care about this girl's life or death.

But in the nine realms of the world, no one knows the relationship between Liu Feng and Jing Ling. The eight of them didn't care about Jing Ling being killed, but they couldn't care less about Liu Feng's anger.

"Boom..."

At this time, there was movement deep in the dilapidated building among the eight people, and more than thirty men and women flew out of the collapsed hall. They were the Barbarian Lei clan and the female cultivator of Baihua Pavilion, all of whom were Liu Feng's forces.

The ruins of the Huangquan Sect appeared in various domains, and those who came to the God's Domain separately were some personnel from the Lei Family and Baihua Pavilion.

The leader is a man covered in barbaric patterns named Lei Teng. He was also the one who took the lead in choosing to join Liu Feng in the past. Next to him is Jin Man, the new master of Baihua Pavilion.

The original Baihua Pavilion Master was destroyed by Liu Feng. The new Pavilion Master was originally a perfect cultivator of the Nine Realms. With the immortal energy obtained from the Immortal Spring, he had cultivated to the early stage of True Immortality over the years, but he was also parasitized by the Huangquan Sacred Tree.

Jin Man was dressed in palace attire, holding three objects in his slender hands, a black jade stone, a scroll of underworld, and a wrinkled scalp.

Seeing that the group of them had obtained the spiritual objects in the ruins, the eight inheritors of the Insect Temple all came over and explained the situation outside, especially clarifying the identity of Jing Ling.

One of them, who had reached the realm of true Buddha, stepped forward, looked directly at the two true immortals Lei Teng and Jin Man, and reminded in a deep voice: "You two, please make a decision quickly. The Taoist Master of the Pantheon wants the spiritual objects in the ruins, otherwise it will be too late." A stick of incense will kill fellow Taoist Jingling."

Jin Man, the leader of Baihua Pavilion, snorted coldly: "All the major sects in God's Domain are inquiring about the whereabouts of the Earthly Locust Mother. Most of the people looking for the Huangquan Sect's ruins are second- and third-rate forces. Among those who come from big forces, only his uncle Changtian is following us."

Lei Teng glanced at Jin Man, knowing that this woman did not want to go out to face the Pantheon Daozi, let alone fight for a strange nun.

It is true that he, Lei Teng, is not willing to risk his life for Jingling, but he is grateful for Liu Feng's kindness.

According to the eight inheritors of the Insect Temple from the Great World, that Jingling was different from the subordinates around Liu Feng, and was not an ordinary member of the same sect.

"Give me the spiritual object and I'll go out. There's nothing else you can do now!" Lei Teng said calmly.

Jin Man only handed over the wrinkled weird scalp, thought about it, and reluctantly handed over the Yellow Spring Scroll, leaving the black jade stone behind, because it contained part of the Yellow Spring Universal Scripture.

The forces following Liu Feng were acting separately with the Yellow Spring Sacred Tree. According to what they have found in various sites, each black jade stone contains part of the inherited skills, and only when they are combined can they be complete.

The Yellow Spring Scroll is a magic weapon of the Yellow Spring Sect, which can contain evil spirits and other yin objects. The residual soul of a cultivator can also get warm yang when entering it. It is a magic weapon of the real artifact grade.

The most strange scalp, this thing looks like it is connected with long white hair, and it looks scary. Rong Jing of the Five Yang Buddhist Sect had obtained a piece earlier, and there was no spirituality. It was neither an evil object nor a magic weapon.

"If I go and never come back, it means that Taishu Changtian's words are not counted. I think the news of our stay here has spread. As long as the master returns to the divine realm, he will know it at the first time. You can stay here for a while with the restrictions to see if you can wait for the master." Lei Teng took the scalp and the Yellow Spring Scroll, cut out a soul and left it.

Jin Man's eyes flashed slightly, and he swept out the four female cultivators around him with his sleeves, saying: "These four people will go out with you."

Lei Teng glanced at Jin Man, knowing that Jin Man was worried that Liu Feng would blame him later, so he wanted to take four disciples to make up for it, intending to show that Baihua Pavilion also contributed.

He did not refuse, and took the four female cultivators with pale faces and flew to the exit of the inner space.

Looking at the five people going away, and then glancing at the soul left by Lei Teng, Jin Man's eyes flashed with sarcasm.

If the main body is destroyed, even if this soul has a physical body, its strength will fall into the fairyland. I don't know how many years it will take to recover. It's better to die.

…

There are three ships of Tianbao Chamber of Commerce, one in the middle.

There are two Pantheon messengers, two Tianbao Chamber of Commerce elders, and four immortals with a faint smile on their lips.

“Young Master, the people are coming out.” The short old immortal of the Chamber of Commerce said with a smile.

As soon as the voice fell, Taishu Changtian saw five people flying in the mist in the distance. The blood and energy of the head of the real immortal were exactly one of the barbarian monks beside Liu Feng.

The person flew to within three miles and threw two objects without saying a word.

The Yellow Spring Scroll was first taken by Taishu Changtian. The wrinkled scalp looked strange, and he swept it to a real immortal deacon in front of the ship.

“Check it carefully and give it to me.”

“Yes, Master Daozi.”

After giving the order, Taishu Changtian looked at the Yellow Spring Scroll in his hand. After finding that it was just a real weapon, his eyes became gloomy.

He looked at the barbarian in front of him with an indifferent expression and said coldly: "Are there any other spiritual objects?"

Lei Teng's heart tightened subconsciously when he heard this, and he secretly mobilized his cultivation. He said in a deep voice: "The two spiritual objects are indeed the spiritual objects in the Huangquan Sect ruins. I have handed them over. Please let them go."

The four female cultivators of Baihua Pavilion following behind him were trembling with fear, ready to perform escape techniques at any cost.

Tai Shu Changtian retracted his gaze and nodded.

Just when Lei Teng thought that the Taoist agreed to let them go, he suddenly sensed that the earth-based spiritual energy around him was turbulent, as if it turned into a huge mountain.

He instantly urged his cultivation, and the barbarian pattern on his body manifested an ancient barbarian beast. The blood-colored beast shadow surged thousands of feet to support the invisible mountain that was pressing down.

As a result, in less than a breath, the blood-colored beast shadow collapsed. With a dull loud "bang", the burly man in the air and the four women were all crushed into blood mist.

The person who made the move was one of the two old men from the Tianbao Chamber of Commerce on the ship, and also the old man Shi who had fought with Liu Feng before. His real name was Shi Tianen.

After joining the Pantheon, the old man's decayed and seriously injured body and soul have been mostly healed, and now he has recovered to the strength of an early immortal.

Taishu Changtian only detained the soul of the True Immortal Lei Teng, and allowed his disciples to share the four Nine Realm female cultivators' Yuanshen. He said in a cold tone: "Are you worthy of asking this Taoist for someone?"

Then he slightly turned his eyes and asked the four elders behind him: "Can this person's origin be traced?"

The two envoys of the Pantheon nodded at the same time and transmitted the direction.

"Since this is the case, why don't you move? We share the spiritual objects among them. The Huangquan Sect's skills have something in common with our sect's skills, which will definitely benefit our practice."

The two envoys of the Pantheon looked at each other and did not delay. It was enough to leave the two immortals of the Tianbao Chamber of Commerce here.

The two turned into two dim lights and plunged into the dark fog below, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

On the boat, Taishu Changtian took out a plate-shaped magic weapon and threw Lei Teng's soul into the plate. After a roar, the soul in the plate was ground, and strands of spiritual essence flew to his eyebrows.

The eight inheritors of the Insect Temple and Jing Ling who were imprisoned in the air had only been in the virtual world for a short time, and today they witnessed the cruelty of the immortals in the virtual world.

Even if they became immortals, it was still the law of the jungle. The Taoists refined the immortals' souls, and the disciples shared the nine realms' primordial spirits.

"Don't worry, I still have a use for you. I won't kill you, but you have to pay a price for keeping you in vain. Since your primordial yin is still there, you can be my furnace first."

Taishu Changtian's eyes were indifferent and ruthless, without any desire in his eyes, purely for revenge on Liu Feng.

With a thought, he rolled Jing Ling with an invisible force and flew towards him. As for the other eight inheritors of the Insect Temple, there was no need for them to stay any longer.

Jing Ling was helpless, and was more powerless than ever before. His body slowly flew to the side of Tai Shu Chang Tian.

The monks of Tian Bao Chamber of Commerce on the boat watched this scene coldly, with satisfaction in their eyes.

They didn't know that the Pantheon was dealing with Tian Bao Chamber of Commerce to capture their young master Hua Yuerong. They only knew that Master Zi had a grudge against Liu Feng, so they thought that they were implicated by Liu Feng and became puppets controlled by the madman of the Pantheon.

But as they watched, they felt something was wrong.

The nun's desperate expression a moment ago slowly turned into a gentle smile, and her sight changed from looking at the bow to looking at the sky behind.

The three people at the bow, three immortal spiritual consciousnesses suddenly swept to the sky behind, and Tai Shu Changtian lifted the round plate in his hand upwards, turning it into a thousand-foot-long giant plate to protect the entire merchant ship.

None of the three spiritual consciousnesses could detect anything unusual in the back, but when the three people and more than a thousand people on and outside the ship looked back, there were clearly two young men in the clouds behind.

The void rippled, covering the two men, and the spiritual consciousness seemed to bypass them by itself, so the spiritual consciousness could not detect them at all.

"It's you two... Come back."

Tai Shu Changtian's anger rose in his heart, and his robes turned black. The disciples of the Pantheon outside the ship were like a flock of birds returning to their nests, and under him, they formed a black robe that was getting bigger and bigger.

There was a strong reluctance and anger in his eyes, because his ancestor was a great elder in the sect, and the will and spiritual objects for promotion to an immortal were already prepared, but he just lacked the perception, so he did not go to the ancient inner world of the gods.

But in just less than three months, the aura of the two people became so unfathomable that he could not see through them. It is very likely that they have made a further progress in the inner world of the gods!

The two elders of the Tianbao Chamber of Commerce, the shorter elder just frowned, thinking that they had encountered two newly promoted people of the same realm. They were so young that their qualifications were not bad, and it would take some effort to fight.

The corners of Shi Lao's eyes twitched on the side. He knew that once they fought, it would not be as simple as asking them to work hard.

"They have become venerables! Brother Wei, don't fight them head-on, resist them for a while, and wait for the two Pantheon messengers to come." Shi Lao quickly sent a voice message to remind them.

Dozens of miles away, in the misty clouds here, the two people who came were Liu Feng and Yuwen Shangwu.

At this moment, Liu Feng's face rarely became extremely cold, which puzzled Yuwen Shangwu who was traveling with him.

"The two old idiots are really useless, and this Taoist is also useless. Brother Liu used the Venerable Realm Dongxu Method to cover up, and they couldn't even sense us coming... How many will we kill today?"

"There are more than 16,000 cultivators here, and none of them will be left alive. Liu needs them to fill the gap in his life to refine the artifact."

"Okay, I will not let any of them go, but I have to add three more artifacts. Anyway, they are all damaged goods. Brother Liu will not be stingy, right?"

Without saying much to Yuwen Shangwu, Liu Feng nodded coldly, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Rolling black fog emerged from Yuwen Shangwu's surroundings, covering the front like a torrent passing through.

And dozens of miles away, in an instant, a thousand-foot artifact disk was covered with cracks in the sky above a merchant ship in the middle.

"Crack..."

The loud sound of the artifact breaking was like thunder, followed by the screams of more than 6,000 monks on three ships.

The two immortals on the ship had no time to stop it. A vortex of void had passed through the broken artifact and killed the ship.

The black robe that stretched for several miles was torn off a corner when it was seen. More than 10 million disciples of the temple, including Jingling, were instantly out of the control of Taishu Changtian.

On the two adjacent ships on the left and right, more than 4,000 disciples of the Tianbao Chamber of Commerce were horrified, and saw their two elders retreating violently, and they did not hesitate to perform Taoism when they met.

"Buzz..."

"Rumble..."

The two Taoist methods of the gold and earth elements were mobilized, and countless sharp edges and invisible mountains appeared in the sky in the blink of an eye.

The earth was also surging like a mud sea, and thousands of feet of mud waves converged towards the merchant ship, and the two thousand monks of the Chamber of Commerce on the middle ship were dying.

Outside the merchant ship, the eight surviving inheritors of the Insect Temple, who were almost killed in a few breaths, were blown away by the sweeping air waves.

Although the residual power hit them and caused them to be seriously injured, the eight pairs of eyes were excited.

Because they saw that in the face of two Taoists of the same realm, the master of the Insect Temple on the ship, Liu Feng, only looked at the Taoist of the Pantheon with cold eyes, and never looked at the two old men, obviously not taking the desperate means of the two old men seriously.