Chapter 42: Mysterious Yin takes shape, nailing the head for life


Rumble! The violent wailing sound accompanied by the increasingly intense spiritual energy fluctuations surged from the sky. Ouyang Haoze's eyes were bloodshot, and he was obviously fierce. Seeing this scene, Wu Zhicong and Duanmu Yuan, the other two late-stage Qi Refining Sect, couldn't sit still anymore. "Senior Brother Ouyang!" Wu Zhicong took the lead and stepped forward. Looking at Ouyang Haoze's miserable appearance, he was a little scared and said in a low voice: "After all, the Taixiao Mirror is of great importance..." "I understand." Ouyang Haoze looked back at Wu Zhicong, and the anger in his blood-red eyes quickly calmed down. He said calmly,"But the demon in this array is more important! You are proficient in array formations at a young age and your cultivation is not weak. If you break through to the perfection of Qi Refining in the future, you may not be able to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage." "If I can kill a Foundation Establishment seed of the Devil's Doctrine, I'll give up the Supreme Heaven Mirror!" Buzz! In mid-air, the Supreme Firmament Mirror let out a violent trembling sound, as if it had different opinions. However, Ouyang Haoze turned a deaf ear to him. It was just a spiritual treasure. When it was useful, he would call him " Lord Taixiao." When it was useless, what did he mean? Seeing that Ouyang Haoze seemed to have made up his mind, Wu Zhicong could only sigh and no longer dissuade him. After all, Ouyang Haoze, who was at the peak of Qi Refining, was the leader of Shenwu Sect. Since he had made the decision, he would naturally bear the consequences. It would be enough if he had persuaded him. At the same time, in Fangshi City. Lu Yang put away the Bloodsun Sword Pellet that had been mostly destroyed by the explosion, held the Innate Qi Ten Thousand Spirit Banner, and looked at Ouyang Haoze outside the city with an inexplicable expression. "Junior Brother Lu... You're not dead?" Fairy Feixia and Lu Yuanchun came closer, one face full of surprise, while the other was full of fear of Lu Yang after surviving the disaster. "Brother Lu is really hidden!" Lu Yuanchun praised loudly: "This time, Ouyang Haoze was defeated and the market was safe. It was enough to last until the Sage Sect received the news and sent more help!" "Repelled? It's still early." Lu Yang shook his head. "That's right. Looking at Ouyang Haoze's appearance, he has suffered a huge loss of qi and blood. Not only was he repelled, he was obviously seriously injured. It can be regarded as a profound lesson for him!" Fairy Feixia clapped her hands and smiled. Lu Yuanchun also hurriedly pandered when he heard this. However, when Lu Yang saw this, he sneered and said in a shocking way: "It's just a fight. How can we do it once and for all? I have never liked to leave trouble." "It's better to kill it. It's simple!" "Kill... Kill who?" Ouyang Haoze? For a moment, Fairy Feixia and Lu Yuanchun were stunned to the spot, because even in their most optimistic imaginations, no similar scene had appeared. That was a perfected Qi Refining expert and a true disciple of the righteous path! Who can kill? How? The next second, Lu Yang took out the "Xuan Female Taiyin Jade" that Lu Yuanchun had returned to him before, performed a seal, and placed it in his palm to melt. Immediately afterwards, the jade gradually melted under Lu Yang's control, and finally turned into a round light, like a dense white and transparent mirror. Under the illumination of the round light, figures quickly appeared in Lu Yang's eyes, each figure corresponding to a residual aura. Judging from the reactions of others, it seems that only he can see it. Fairy Feixia, Lu Yuanchun, Ouyang Haoze, Wu Zhicong, Duanmu Yuan... All those who have fought here have traces of their qi here. "This is the Mysterious Yin Shaping Method..." The difficulty in the second divine power in "Taiyin Transformation and Autopsy Method" lies only in external objects, so Lu Yang mastered it in a moment after obtaining Baoyu! "Let's try the power." Lu Yang lowered his eyes and quickly locked on a remnant of qi. It was Ouyang Haoze's, which he grabbed through the Mysterious Yin Shaping Technique. "Xuan Yin takes shape..." Lu Yang circulated his divine power, and in the next second, the round light formed by the Xuan Female Taiyin Jade swallowed Ouyang Haoze's qi and then reflected his figure. “.... Nails take your life!" Immediately, Lu Yang slashed with his fingers. Just listen to "Kacha!" With a sound, the round light was split into two, and even Ouyang Haoze's figure was split into two from head to toe, left and right. Just in case, Lu Yang cut him vertically. Almost simultaneously. Outside the city, Ouyang Haoze had just finished his conversation with Wu Zhicong. He turned to look at the city, raised his hand, and threw the Taixiao Mirror into the array. Although the Taixiao Mirror struggled violently, he had made up his mind and wanted to explode it. But in the next second, Ouyang Haoze's actions stopped abruptly. Immediately afterwards, a strange cut mark appeared above his head out of thin air, then quickly spread downward, and finally turned into splattered blood. He cracked open. The body fell into the sky, only half of its face still had shock. Its eyes rolled slightly, as if it had not realized what had happened. "How... What happened... I... Dead?" Consciousness dissipated in confusion. After losing Ouyang Haoze's operation, the Taixiao Mirror that fell into the formation also regained its composure. Lu Yang reached out and waved, and it flew over on the initiative. Northern Xinjiang, Shenwu Gate Headquarters. In a bright hall. This place is called the "Soul Lamp Hall". As the name suggests, there are the soul lanterns of many high-level officials in Shenwu Sect, including the sect master, elders, and even legacy disciples. As an established force in northern Xinjiang, Shenwu Sect has ruled northern Xinjiang for more than a thousand years, and its reputation in northern Xinjiang has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. There are few cases where high-level officials have died. Therefore, most of the disciples responsible for guarding this place are lazy and only regard this position. It is regarded as a fat subsidy for mixed sects. Today, as usual, the disciples on duty routinely checked the soul lamp. Entering the door, he glanced over. On, on, off, on, on ..... Hmm? The disciple on duty blinked and subconsciously turned his head to look, then rubbed his eyes again, and the expression on his face gradually turned from casual to panic. "It's gone, it's gone... Senior Brother Ouyang's soul lamp went out!?" The voice instantly spread. In the next second, a middle-aged Taoist priest appeared out of thin air in the hall. His eyes fell on the extinguished soul lamp, and his face was filled with shock and anger. How many years has it been? How many years has it been since a true disciple of Shenwu Sect died? "Ouyang... Skull Mountain!?" The middle-aged Taoist priest's face turned ashen. He suddenly reached out and took Ouyang Haoze's soul lamp. He used his magic power to forcibly light the lamp again! Of course, people cannot be brought back from death. This relit light could not save Ouyang Haoze's life. At most, it would reappear the last scene he saw in his life. Soon, the lights reflected a scene. The middle-aged Taoist priest recognized it at a glance as the market of the Chu Sheng Sect in Skeleton Mountain. In the market, he saw a handsome young man looking into the sky. That's him? He killed Ouyang Haoze? Deep hatred appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist priest. Because Ouyang Haoze is not only a true disciple of the sect, but also the most outstanding young generation in his Ouyang family. He is a descendant for whom he has placed high hopes! This hatred will last until the death! "Hmm?" In Skeleton Mountain Square City, Lu Yang, who had just put away the Taixiao Mirror that he had voluntarily surrendered to, suddenly frowned and looked up at the sky. A chill rose in his heart. He was very familiar with this feeling. This was the feeling of his own karma being manipulated by external forces. In his previous life, when he was deduced by the Butian Peak Master, he had a similar feeling. Could it be... A Foundation Building Immortal is plotting against him again!?