True Immortal of the Netherworld

A dazzling white color appeared inside the wooden coffin. Looking carefully, it turned out to be a gloomy white bone. As the lid of the wooden coffin continued to slide down, a completed skeleton appeared. This skeleton has two wings, a sharp beak and sharp claws.

Immediately afterwards, the skeleton jumped out of the wooden coffin. Spreading its wings, a bone eagle with a wingspan of two feet jumped into the air. This bone eagle is completely fleshless, but there is a blood-red heart beating in its chest. The spiritual pressure emanating from Bone Eagle's body is already the existence of the Soul Realm.

"Mr. Bai, let me lend you my strength." After Ning Tianqi finished speaking, the spiritual pressure around his body continued to increase sharply. Not long after, an evil ghost with a pair of huge eagle wings appeared behind him, his eyes wide open with anger, and he looked majestic.

Immediately, circles of black soul realm spread out neatly from Ning Tianqi's body.

"Ghost Wind Ninth Level Heaven!"

The ghost knife in his hand was thrown in front of him. A black light flashed at the tip of the knife, and then there were circles of black ripples. Then the whole ghost knife was sent forward and disappeared into the void.

Immediately afterwards, the white ghost eagle in the air spread its wings, setting off a ghostly wind, and the huge eagle body followed the ghost sword and sank into the void.

Ripples rippled in the void, and a green-eyed ghost eagle with sharp claws like blades and a pitch-black body appeared out of thin air. The ghost eagle was covered in a pair of snow-white and crystal-clear bone armor, and the sharp bone spurs on the bone armor looked extremely fierce. . The ghost eagle is dressed in dazzling black and white, like a predator from hell.

The ghost eagle let out a shocking hawk cry, huge spiritual pressure burst out from the surface of its body, and the raging wind raised large amounts of sand and dust around it. Amidst the rolling sand, the figure of the ghost eagle roared out. Wisps of black wind hissed around him, and the originally very fine grains of sand were torn into even finer powder by the black wind, seeming to crush everything in its path into extreme pulverization.

At the same time, a dazzling blood moon shadow appeared behind Rong Ming on the opposite side. Circles of blood-red soul realms quickly spread out from around him.

"Soul Skill-Blood Moon Wolf Kill!"

The next moment, Rong Ming, who had transformed into a werewolf, looked up to the sky and howled like a wolf.

"W-Woo!"

Rong Ming held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, stretched his arms straight, and pushed the silver hook forward. As the silver hook flickered, a huge silver wolf shadow enveloped Rong Ming's entire body. Silver Wolf's shadow condensed and seemed to turn into a physical entity. At this time, Yin Lang and Rong Ming can no longer be distinguished, or Rong Ming is Yin Lang and Yin Lang is Rong Ming.

The huge silver wolf grinned and bared its sharp teeth like bloodthirsty knives, showing high fighting spirit. The four wolf claws kicked hard on the ground, raising large amounts of flying dust, and the huge body jumped up like lightning.

Rong Ming's soul skills and Ning Tianqi's soul skills are different from the soul skills used by ordinary Yuanhun realm experts. Rong Ming's soul skills are body-skill-enhanced soul skills activated by body fusion skills. Ning Tianqi's soul skill is to integrate the power of his ghost spirit pet into the soul skill, making the soul skill stronger. Both of them can be said to be wizards and leaders in their respective fields.

The extreme moves collided, Ghost Eagle and Silver Wolf collided together, and the scattered spiritual pressure was ejected in all directions like black or white spiritual snakes. Two masses of white and black energy divided the void into two distinct parts, and wisps of silver arcs were wiped out from the tight spots. The two wild beasts were constantly wrestling, fighting, and consuming.

With a loud rumbling sound, a dazzling ball of light was ignited where the two were competing, and the entire void was trembling. After a while, the strong light gradually dissipated, and the original sand dune under the light ball turned into a huge basin.

basin center. Rong Ming returned to his original appearance, with a trace of blood faintly showing at the corner of his mouth. The gray wolf next to him had his hair soaked with sweat, and his unyielding green eyes were staring at Ning Tianqi not far away.

Ning Tianqi also looked tired, but he still looked impressive.

"Fellow Daoist Tianqi, after learning this lesson, I am convinced."

"Fellow Dao Rong, I accept the concession. Tian Qi was lucky enough to win half a move."

At this time, the Bone Eagle, whom Ning Tianqi called "Mr. Bai", curled up and hid in the black coffin. Ning Tianqi took the coffin back with one move.

"Mr. Bai, thank you for your hard work. Just rest in the soul-raising coffin for a while." Ning Tianqi said in a voice.

"Ning Tianqi, you haven't called me out for half a year, and you will torture me to the point of exhaustion as soon as you come out." Mr. Bai said angrily.

"How dare ordinary opponents bother Mr. Bai?" Ning Tianqi said in a voice.

"Hmph! Don't forget our agreement. One day, my master's cultivation will surpass yours, and I will no longer be your spiritual pet, and you will become my servant." After finishing speaking, Mr. Bai let out a weird laugh.

The corners of Ning Tianqi's mouth curled up slightly, and he said confidently: "Tian Qi is waiting for that day."

Mr. Bai stopped talking and quietly hid in the soul-raising coffin to recuperate.

This bone eagle called Mr. Bai was originally a ghost beast sealed in the highest level of the Ghost Spirit Tower of the Tiangui Sect. The origin of this beast is mysterious. It is said that it was hatched from an eagle egg brought back from the Netherworld by a powerful senior of the Tiangui Sect. After hatching a few years ago, his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds. It is now equivalent to the cultivation level of a human monk in the Soul Realm, and has developed high-level spiritual intelligence. But it is cruel and murderous, and no one can subdue it. Therefore, it has been sealed on the highest level of the Ghost Spirit Tower. Until one day, Ning Tianqi entered the Ghost Spirit Tower, and no one knew what method Ning Tianqi used to make him willingly become Ning Tianqi's spiritual pet.

…

In the duel between Rong Ming and Ning Tianqi just now, Ning Tianqi was clearly superior.

"Brother, are you not injured?" Yu Qingcheng was the first to come to Ning Tianqi. As he spoke, he raised his hand and gently wiped the sweat off Ning Tianqi's face with his sleeve.

Later, Gui Gufeng and Bai Shaojie also came to Ning Tianqi's side. At this moment, the two of them couldn't talk at all, and all they could see was Yu Qingcheng's coquettish look in front of Ning Tianqi.

On the other side, Mu Di Youfeng, Linghu Ying'er, and Tuoba Shanyue also came to Rong Ming. Mu Di Youfeng hurriedly took out a golden pill and handed it to Rong Ming to take, and comforted him: "Brother Rong, thank you for your hard work. Your performance today is enough to prove the strength of our Hundred Beasts Alliance."

Linghu Ying'er and Tuoba Shanyue also expressed consolation.

Rong Ming smiled awkwardly and touched the head of the gray wolf next to him with his hand. The gray wolf let out a low whine, with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, since you have won this competition, according to the agreement, the Vermilion Bird Flag will be yours for the time being. But after leaving this space, I can't guarantee it." Said Madi Youfeng.

"Thank you a few fellow Taoists for making it possible. You're welcome by Tian Qi." After saying that, he clasped his fists slightly.

"Farewell." After saying this, Mu Di Youfeng and the other four turned around and hurried towards the exit of the sand sea.

"Cough! Cough!" As soon as the four of them left, Ning Tianqi coughed twice.

Seeing the concerned looks cast by the other three people, Ning Tianqi smiled slightly, and then said: "It doesn't matter, it's just that the soul power in the body is shaking, and it won't matter if you adjust your breath for a while."

After saying that, he sat cross-legged and started to adjust his breathing. After a while, Ning Tianqi exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his expression returned to normal.

Ning Tianqi stood up and said: "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. I don't know what the situation is outside now. Let's go out."

…

The four of them were about to return the same way they came, when suddenly a dull rumble came from the ground beneath their feet, and the entire space trembled slightly. The four of them had to stop and observe the surrounding situation. After the shaking subsided, the four of them returned the same way they came to look for an exit, but could not find the entrance they came from.

"The entrance we came through was a temporary entrance opened by the monks from the Yudao Sect. It has been closed now." After Ning Tianqi finished speaking, he frowned slightly.

At this time, the little golden dragon in Bai Shaojie's body said: "Master, the real exit of this space is twenty miles due south of here. After the shock just now, I faintly felt that the exit had been opened."

"Find the exit and I'll give you a credit."

At Bai Shaojie's suggestion, the four of them searched due south. Sure enough, a simple octagonal teleportation formation was discovered.

The four people stepped onto the teleportation formation one after another. As a white light curtain rose, the four people disappeared.

…

At the foot of Piaoyun Peak, beside the temporary altar set up by the Yu Dao Sect disciples.

Standing on the altar is a silver-haired old man with a Confucian crown on his head and long sleeves and wide robes. He is Lan Xingjun, the great elder of the Yudao Sect.

Under the altar stood a group of Yu Dao Sect disciples. Ji Wuhen, Lu Qian, and Baili Qing were also among them.

Lan Xingjun waved his cloud sleeves lightly and solemnly announced: "Today is the day when the "Piaoyun Peak Ruins" set up by the Immortal Master "Lu Qingyun" in front of the Yudao Sect will be opened. "The Immortal Master broke through the world and ascended decades ago. , is the glory of Yu Dao Sect. His conduct is Confucian and elegant, and he is a master of high mountain scenery. He is a model for our generation. "

Then, Lan Xingjun turned around and knelt down to worship a tablet with "The God's Table of Feather Dao Immortal Master Lu Qingyun" enshrined on the altar. All the Yu Dao Sect disciples in the audience followed and knelt down together.

After kneeling down and worshiping, Lan Xingjun walked down from the altar.

"How are the other peak masters doing?" Lan Xingjun asked a close disciple beside him.

"Back to the Great Elder, according to your arrangement, the other peak masters intercepted several Yuanhun realm powerhouses from the Feiyu Alliance in the Southern Region near Wenjun Mountain, more than a hundred miles south of Piaoyun Peak. They should still be entangled at this moment. In the midst of a fight.”

"Send a message immediately, asking the peak masters to return here quickly."

"Yes!" After accepting the order, the disciple turned around and left quickly.

"The entrance to the ruins has been completely opened. Counting the time, Ning Tianqi and his team from the Tiangui Sect are almost ready to return from the ruins space. Boy Tianqi, I can only trouble you this time." Lan Xingjun said to himself , then turned to look at a new huge stone gate on the opposite hillside.

…

Not long after, the stone door slowly opened, and four people walked out. It was Ning Tianqi and his party who had returned after obtaining the Suzaku Flag.

"Three peak masters, follow me." Lan Xingjun said, leading Ji Wuhen, Lu Qian, and Baili Qing to greet them. A group of Yu Dao Sect disciples followed not far behind him and surrounded the exit of the gate.

"Hall Master Ning, Hall Master Yu, Hall Master Guigu, Hall Master Bai, congratulations to the four hall masters for successfully obtaining the Vermillion Bird Flag. Thank you so much, Lan." Lan Xingjun smiled when he saw Ning Tianqi playing with the Vermilion Bird Flag. said.

Seeing this battle, Yu Qingcheng was dissatisfied. I thought to myself, this Old Master Lan is really cunning. He set up a trap and asked me and a few others to go in and work hard to get the treasure for the Yu Dao Sect. It seems that this battle is not to welcome us, but to take back the Suzaku Flag from our hands.

Gui Gufeng and Bai Shaojie on the side also looked embarrassed.

Only Ning Tianqi did not change his calm character and said with a smile: "Elder Lan, you don't have to be polite. Since the Tiangui Sect agreed to help Yu Dao Sect retrieve the treasure. Send the Buddha to the west, and the four of us were lucky enough to retrieve the Vermillion Bird Flag for Elder Lan. ”

As he spoke, he took out the Vermilion Bird Flag and gently unfolded it in his hand, and a cloud of red clouds floated out.

"It's a really good treasure." As he said that, Ning Tianqi started playing with it in his hands, but had no intention of returning the Vermillion Bird Flag to Lan Xingjun.