True Immortal of the Netherworld

The moment the sharp five fingers of the golden withered hand pierced into the storm, circles of bloody runes ejected from the withered hand, and wisps of white smoke "chirped" from the surface of the sandstorm corroded by the red runes. It was originally as hard as iron. The storm wall seemed to be melting at this time.

"What is this? The disgusting power of ghosts and filth has made it impossible for me to condense my spiritual power for a while. Girl, I am a clean person and I won't play with you anymore." There was a message from the sandstorm group that the old dragon was disgusted. the sound of.

The next moment, the spiritual power in the storm group was reduced, and the breath of the old salon disappeared quietly.

The huge storm group turned into a lot of fine sand and fell on the surface of the sand sea with a "bang" sound, leaving behind a small sand dune.

A proud smile appeared on Yu Qingcheng's lips, and she said loudly: "Old dirty devil, look at the sand all over your body, and it has stained my new clothes."

While casting a disdainful glance in the direction where the old dragon disappeared, he brushed the sand off his sleeves with his hands.

Yu Qingcheng searched around, but couldn't see Ning Tianqi and Bai Shaojie at all. He frowned slightly, feeling a little worried.

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Bai Shaojie's side.

Old Sharon's huge body hovered in the sky above Bai Shaojie's head. The old dragon raised a huge dragon claw to cover his cheek and said: "Little baby, the more you look at me, the more you like me. I, the old dragon, can't bear to do anything." However, he still couldn't hide the smile from the corner of his mouth. A wicked smile.

"You can use whatever tricks you have, I won't mind if you bully the younger ones." Bai Shaojie said with a look of disdain.

"Little baby, what's your name?"

"You'll know my name later when I defeat you."

"You have courage, my old dragon likes it. I see that you also have extremely rare sand spiritual veins. I wonder if you dare to compete with me in the power of sand?" The old dragon said, with a hint of contempt in his words.

"That's what I mean, take the move!"

Before he finished speaking, Bai Shaojie made a secret with one hand. A milky white light swirled at his fingertips, and then he stretched out a finger towards the opposite side.

Suddenly, large grains of sand rose up from the sea of ​​sand in front of Bai Shaojie. The sand grains condensed one after another, and dozens of sand-body long swords appeared. The sand sword trembled slightly in mid-air, and then, many sand swords passed through the air one after another, stabbing towards the old dragon.

There was a sharp look in Lao Long's eyes.

The huge dragon claw reached forward, and a spiral spiritual power condensed in front of its claw, and a huge sand ball suddenly appeared in front of it.

"Bang bang bang!" Many sand swords stabbed on the sand ball.

I saw the old dragon's claws lightly grasped, and the surface of the maracas squirmed, and many sand swords were submerged into the maracas. The surface of the maracas was still smooth and round.

Seeing this, Bai Shaojie calmly pushed with one hand and spread his fingers. Small bumps suddenly appeared on the surface of the maracas. With a series of "puff" sounds, sand particles flew from the surface of the maracas, and a sand sword broke out of the shell.

From a distance, the huge sand ball looks like a cactus covered with spikes.

Bai Shaojie's consciousness moved, and many sand swords stirred hard. The huge sand ball was torn into pieces, and the sky was filled with sand rain.

When Old Long saw this, not only was he not angry, but a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. I thought in my heart that as long as I let this kid continue to consume his soul power to compete with me, when his soul power is exhausted, I, the old dragon, will take the opportunity to use the method of seizing the body to devour his soul and take possession of his body.

Seizing one's body is an extremely vicious method in the world of cultivation. First of all, the spiritual vein attributes of both parties must be consistent for the body capture to proceed. The soul of the person whose body was taken away will be swallowed by the person who took the body and will not be reincarnated. The level of cultivation of the person who takes the body will drop to the same level of cultivation as that of the person whose body is taken away, and the other person's body will be taken over. Therefore, no one is willing to take away someone else's possessions unless there is an emergency.

Old Long opened his mouth wide, and a breath of essence spurted out. More sand grains were swirled out of thin air, and the sand grains twisted one after another, turning into sand ropes. Numerous sand ropes were fiercely entangled, and the sand swords were firmly tied into a bundle.

When Bai Shaojie saw this, he clasped his fingers together.

Many sand swords merged into one, turning into a giant sword of sand that was about ten feet long. The pale golden light flashed on the surface of the giant sword, and it slashed downwards. With a bang, the sand rope originally tied to the sand sword instantly broke into countless pieces.

Without stopping for a moment, Bai Shaojie made a slashing gesture with one palm and swung it fiercely in front of him. At the same time, the huge sand sword slashed down at the old dragon's huge body.

When the old dragon saw this, his eyes widened and his magic power condensed on the dragon's claws. The dragon claws with a sandy halo drew a shadow in the air and grabbed the long sword on the opposite side.

With a "bang" sound, the dragon's claws grabbed onto the huge sand sword. The surging spiritual pressure in circles is visible to the naked eye, and the void trembles. After a while, the sand sword transformed into grains of sand that filled the sky and fell one after another.

After all, Bai Shaojie's cultivation is the true alchemy realm. The realm of the old dragon in front of him seemed to have exceeded the definition of Yuanhun realm, and the gap between realms was like cloud mud.

Old Long knew very well that if he struck with all his strength, the handsome boy in front of him would be beaten to pieces. Where would he go to seize his body? The previous tricks were just to test Bai Shaojie's strength. It is necessary to defeat Bai Shaojie and ensure that his body and soul are intact in order to successfully seize the body.

"Little kid, let's not play these little tricks anymore. How about we decide the outcome with one blow? If you can catch my old dragon's move, I will promise you three conditions. If you fail, you have to let it go. I, the old dragon, will deal with it. If you trade one for three, you won’t suffer a loss, and it won’t count as me bullying the small one. How about that?”

After hearing this, Bai Shaojie narrowed his eyes. I thought to myself, one for three, it was clearly my life in exchange for three conditions. When the time comes, my life will be gone, and the ten thousand conditions will be in vain.

But he did not show timidity in his actions, and replied: "A gentleman's words, four dragons are difficult to chase!"

"Okay! It's refreshing enough! Watch it, little kid!"

The old dragon's huge body twisted in the air, and the spiritual power in the void rolled violently, stirring up the yellow sand in the sky and blocking out the sun.

"Sand Sea Raging Waves!"

Following the old dragon's clear drink that resounded throughout the world, the earth rumbled,

The sea of ​​sand beneath my feet shook violently.

In the blink of an eye, huge waves of sand arose on the surface of the sand sea. The huge waves of sand are seven or eight feet high. The huge waves crashed down and made a loud rumbling sound, which was deafening. Layer after layer, one after another, they have the potential to engulf everything.

Bai Shaojie, dressed in white, is swinging like a silver boat in the sea of ​​sand.

Bai Shaojie gritted his silver teeth, and his handsome face showed a hint of courage that was not commensurate with his age.

Make a mudra with one hand, a little towards the center of your eyebrows. Something strange happened. A short, pointed golden horn grew in front of Bai Shaojie's originally smooth and delicate forehead. The aura of the whole person exploded instantly, and in a blink of an eye, he was already in the Yuanhun realm.

Then, the golden sword in his hand was thrown in front of him. The long sword sank into the void, splashing circles of pale golden ripples.

"Soul Skill - Huangquan Yijian!"

Circles of pale golden soul realms spread out rapidly from around his body, and his spiritual pressure continued to increase. His broken hair was blown upwards by the spiritual wind, and his pure white clothes were filled with pale golden light. His majesty was already pole.

Immediately afterwards, golden swamps surged up on the surface of the golden soul realm. The speed of the sand wave entering the swamp has obviously slowed down a lot.

As the mire rolled, countless yin energy turned up from below, turning into strips of white ghost power hovering over the mire.

Immediately afterwards, there was a violent rolling in the center of the swamp, and a huge golden water splash appeared in the center. A golden giant sword shining with light emerged from the water. The surrounding ghost powers were submerged into the golden giant sword as if they had been summoned.

The next moment, the golden giant sword glowed with golden light, and then drew a golden line in the air and slashed forward.

As soon as the golden giant sword touched the sand waves, the originally yellow sand waves turned pale white and lost all life, turning into piles of white sand that fell one after another. The golden giant is invincible, passing through layers of sand waves, but there are always more sand waves being evoked.

All this was seen by Lao Long, and his eyes flashed with a bit of greed.

"This handsome boy is really good. His cultivation in the true elixir realm is so powerful. He is very suitable to be my old dragon's body-stealing vessel."

The old dragon's figure flashed and disappeared into the sea of ​​sand beneath his feet. In the sea of ​​​​sand, a giant dragon could be vaguely seen stirring. Layers of larger waves of sand were lifted up, and circles of dragon-shaped runes were faintly visible on the surface of the waves.

The sand waves kept colliding with the golden giant sword. The layers of sand waves were like soldiers falling on the battlefield, one after another, and the scene was heroic and majestic. Unexpectedly, the old dragon's magic power was extremely powerful, and Shalang's momentum never weakened at all.

At this time, Bai Shaojie was already a little exhausted, sweat was already dripping from his forehead, and his breathing was a little short.

"If I continue like this, I'm afraid it won't take long before the soul skills I produce by stimulating the supernatural power in my body will collapse. What should I do?" Thinking of this, Bai Shaojie showed a look of determination.

The magic power was raised again, and the soul power was forcibly stimulated. The whole body trembled slightly, and the golden arcs of light on the sharp corners of the forehead danced endlessly.

The old dragon lurking in the sand sea was always paying attention to the fluctuations of Bai Shaojie's soul power. When he realized that Bai Shaojie's soul power was weak, his huge body twisted and soared into the sky from the sand sea, bringing with it endless yellow sand.

The old dragon's huge body hovering in the air emitted bursts of dazzling golden light, and began to shrink rapidly, turning into a golden dragon shadow only about a foot in size.

The next moment, the golden dragon shadow drew a golden light in the air and went straight to Bai Shaojie's eyebrows.

A spiritual pressure even more terrifying than that of the Soul Realm poured down, and the entire surface of the sand sea trembled. The originally monstrous sand waves and the galloping golden giant sword seemed to be still at this moment.

Bai Shaojie secretly screamed something bad, his body was imprisoned by this powerful spiritual pressure and he couldn't move at all.

The golden thread fell through the air, penetrated directly into Bai Shaojie's eyebrows and disappeared.

"Master, don't panic, the sky is coming!" At this moment, a loud voice came from the void, which sounded like the dawn of a golden rooster in Bai Shaojie's ears.

But the next moment, Bai Shaojie felt his eyes go dark and lost consciousness.

After a moment, a black light and shadow flashed past on the distant skyline. Looking carefully, it was Ning Tianqi's ghost-headed sword "Splitting the Sky" coming through the air.

In the blink of an eye, the broadsword "Split the Sky" came to Bai Shaojie. The shadow of the knife flashed, and a tall figure appeared from it, it was Ning Tianqi.