Suddenly, the entire Blood Soul Banner vibrated, and circles of subtle fluctuations emanated from its center, which was a symbol of qualitative change.

After absorbing the soul of a powerful person in the realm of True Person, the Blood Soul Banner was promoted to a meridian-suppressing treasure. At this moment.

Finally, it completed all its accumulation and transformation.

The ancient runes on the surface of the Blood Soul Banner seemed to come alive, especially the triangular banner head, where a bronze-colored phantom of a Ring-Swallowing Ghost King mask appeared.

The scarlet eyes were unusually lively, as if they were no longer a static pattern, but were twisting and twisting like the vines of life.

Countless blood-red runes appeared on the banner, constantly absorbing the rich spiritual energy around it.

This makes the aura of the Blood Soul Banner even more unfathomable.

With the promotion of Blood Soul Banner.

The air around was filled with a heavy atmosphere, suppressed by this invisible pressure; even the sound of the wind in the distance became faint.

The dazzling blood soul pearl in the center of the blood soul banner was the soul of the Huayang Mountain man. It had stopped rotating at this time.

It floats quietly in the air, emitting a faint red light and containing an indescribable mysterious power.

Immediately afterwards, the runes on the surface of the Blood Soul Banner began to converge inward.

Each rune line seemed to have sensed some kind of call and poured into the pearl.

With the infusion of this power, the pearl gradually grew larger, and finally turned into a red bead the size of a fist, located at the very top like a moon surrounded by stars.

Like coagulated blood, the surface has a glossy luster.

Ye Yang stretched out his hand and gently touched the blood-colored bead.

He only felt a gentle force flowing from his palm into his whole body. His consciousness became extremely clear at this moment, and he was able to perceive everything that happened within a radius of hundreds of miles.

"Is this the power of the meridian-suppressing treasure?"

Ye Yang thought to himself as he injected his magic power. Suddenly, blood souls roared in front of him. Thousands of bloody and ferocious souls roared out, filling the bloody space in front of them and dancing wildly on the flying boat.

He could feel the enormous power contained in the Blood Soul Banner.

At this time, after the death of Huayangshan, the flying boat lost human control and fell rapidly. With a loud bang, it was about to hit the ground.

Ye Yang waved his hand, and the storage bag of Huayangshan man and the nine wind-fixing beads fell into his hands.

He was just about to take a closer look at the Wind-Fixing Orb.

He suddenly frowned and noticed the unusual movement outside.

It seemed that long rainbows appeared in the sky and were approaching here at a very fast speed.

Obviously, the promotion and vision of the Blood Soul Banner have attracted the attention of other monks.

They were either attracted by the treasure or sensed the changes here, and they all rushed to explore.

Without any hesitation, Ye Yang retracted the Blood Soul Banner and turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

Standing on the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle, Ye Yang patiently looked at the nine wind-fixing beads in his hand.

The gems were not big, only the size of a fist, crystal clear and lustrous, with a white wind-swept spirit ball inside, which was extraordinary.

The moment these nine wind-calming beads appeared, the surrounding strong winds and spiritual energy stagnated, which was very strange.

"This Wind-Fixing Orb is indeed a specialty of the Jiutian Sect. It is indeed magical."

“I don’t know when Feitianmen’s specialty will be produced.”

Ye Yang sighed. Several decades had passed since the Feitian Gate’s spiritual vein was upgraded.

Later, the energy of the thick earth veins was integrated again. The concentration of spiritual energy and the nourishment of the earth veins were far beyond those of ordinary sects and clans.

However, there is still a long way to go before a real specialty product can be produced.

After putting away the Wind-Fixing Orb, Ye Yang took out Master Huayang's storage bag and looked at it carefully.

After the death of Master Huayang, the restrictions on this storage bag have been relaxed a lot.

With the infusion of Ye Yang's soul, the internal space was soon exposed in front of Ye Yang.

It is as large as seven or eight square meters, and the most conspicuous place is the spiritual stones piled up like a small hill. Ye Yang made a rough estimate and found that there are as many as two or three hundred high-quality spiritual stones.

You should know that this Huayang Mountain man had already spent more than 300,000 low-grade spirit stones in the auction for the nine Wind-Fixing Orbs.

Now he actually has almost the same number of spirit stones, which shows that he is indeed wealthy.

In addition, there are a large number of elixirs and magic medicines, as well as several yellow jade slips and several magical instruments.

"It is said that cultivators at the True Person level are all moving treasure houses, and it is indeed true."

This contained almost the entire wealth of a powerful person in the realm of True Person. Ye Yang couldn't help but burst out laughing.

When the Blood-Clothed Marquis and the Red-Haired Ghost General were killed before, the Blood-Clothed Marquis' storage bag was taken away by Bie Huanghun. After all, Bie Huanghun contributed both manpower and effort, so it was only natural for him to take a share of the spoils.

As the commander of the Eastern Zhuxian Army, the Red-haired Ghost General knew that a great battle was ahead and he did not bring many treasures with him, so there were not many treasures left in his storage bag.

No one can be as generous as the one in Huayang Mountain.

Although he cannot use most of the low-level resources here, he can contribute them to the sect or use them for his own use after processing.

These resources are enough for him to practice with peace of mind for a period of time.

He began to sort these treasures, placing the elixirs, ancient books and magical instruments separately, and he took out an antique piece of iron.

Ye Yang flicked his fingertips slightly, and a purple light rose from the palm of his hand, erasing all the restrictions on the iron sheet.

As the restriction dissipated, an extremely ferocious aura suddenly erupted. Under the erosion of that ferocious aura, the surrounding air turned somewhat scarlet.

Ye Yang raised his brows slightly, and purple light surged from his fingertips again, directly turning into a golden line, sealing the aura on the iron sheet.

After sealing the evil spirit on the iron sheet, Ye Yang carefully observed the contents on it. As he observed more deeply, Ye Yang's brows furrowed slightly.

"True Yang Blood Demonic Power."

"It seems that this is the technique that Master Huayang practices. No wonder there was blood all over the ground when he attacked."

Ye Yang groaned slightly.

This True Yang Blood Demonic Art is an extremely domineering demonic technique. Practitioners need to integrate the blood of various spirit beasts and cultivators into their bodies.

This can enhance physical strength and magical power, and improve cultivation, which is extremely cruel.

From Ye Yang's perspective, the grade should be between spiritual magic and treasure magic.

Not only can he absorb the qi and blood of others to strengthen himself, but when fighting with others, he can also turn those around him whose cultivation is not as good as his into flesh and blood puppets.

It can be used to strengthen yourself or to attack the enemy.

Of course, the most important point is that this technique does not require high qualifications for the practitioner. As long as one can withstand the brutality and violence of blood, anyone can practice it.

"If this technique were to flow into the Feitian Sect, it would probably cause a disaster, and even a river of blood."

"But cultivation does not lie in the art but in the human body. Perhaps there are people with extraordinary talents who can bear the blood and achieve enlightenment through it."

"It would be a waste to destroy it. If the disciples want to practice, they have to make various restrictions."

"Or, give this item to Leopard Demon and others."

Now, with his strength increasing, the leopard demon, the Yin-Yang mother and child witch and other demons and monsters in the Demon Devouring City can no longer be of any help to him.

They are quite capable and loyal. It would be a pity to give up on them like this. It would be better to give them some resources for training.

Who knows, it might be of great use someday.

After the investigation.

He carefully put away the storage bag of Huayangshanren.
Ye Yang smiled slightly and was about to turn around and leave when his eyes suddenly fixed and he looked up abruptly, gazing towards the distant horizon.

Suddenly, there were several terrifying beams of light flashing over there at an extremely fast speed, accompanied by wind and clouds, with a foul smell, and extremely domineering and brutal.

In just a few breaths, they arrived at Yuyang Fairy City, and no one knew who had come.

Only after those escaping lights completely disappeared did Ye Yang return to Yuyang Fairy City.

During the following period of time, he did not bring back the Thunder Dragon, but waited patiently for news from Fairy Qiluo in Yuyang Fairy City.

It was not until the end of the month that Ye Yang finally saw Fairy Qiluo again.

The moment she saw Ye Yang, Fairy Qiluo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on her snow-white face.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, I have accomplished my mission and finally got the nine Wind-Fixing Orbs."

Her voice was soft and somewhat excited, and she was obviously very satisfied with her success.

Ye Yang nodded slightly, his eyes sweeping across the rosewood box that Fairy Qiluo took out.

Fairy Qiluo opened the wooden box, and nine crystal clear beads were lying quietly in the bottle.

Each one emits a faint light, and there seems to be some subtle connection between them.

"Thank you, Fairy. These nine Wind-Fixing Orbs are of great significance to Feitian Sect."

Ye Yang's tone was calm, but his eyes could not hide the excitement.

He knew that with these nine precious beads, the Feitian Sect's Tongtian Spiritual Ship could be made a step further in its casting.

Fairy Qiluo smiled slightly and handed the wooden box to Ye Yang, her movements revealing an elegant temperament.

"Fellow Daoist Ye is too modest. This is an agreement between you and me. I am just fulfilling my promise."

Ye Yang took the wooden box and saw nine precious beads slowly rotating in it, emitting a peaceful and calming atmosphere.

He took a deep breath.

"Fairy Qiluo, I am so grateful for your kindness. Here are three hundred high-quality spirit stones. Please accept them."

Fairy Qiluo hesitated for a moment but did not refuse. After all, the Wind-Fixing Orb was not hers, but was exchanged through her connections.

She also needs to take care of all parties and give explanations.

"Whenever you want to go look for broken jade or cracked gold and stone, please feel free to contact me."

Fairy Qiluo nodded slightly and then said.

"Don't worry, I'm sure I'll have to trouble you in the future."

The two smiled at each other and could feel the trust in each other's eyes.

"Fellow Daoist, are you going back to Feitianmen in the next few days?"

Ye Yang nodded and said.

"Now that we have obtained the Wind-Fixing Orb, we will prepare to return tomorrow."

"It's better to leave early. Several dragons have come to the East China Sea in the past few days. They seem to be looking for something. A war may break out in a few days. It's better to be careful."

Hearing this, Ye Yang was stunned, but in his mind he thought of the two thunder and lightning dragons he had bought in the shop before, and asked tentatively.

"The East China Sea is vast and boundless, and the Jiaolong Clan has always been powerful. It is one of the ten major ethnic forces in the East China Sea. How could they suddenly come to the territory of Yalongling?"

"I don't know. It is said that a treasure of the clan was stolen, and they followed the clues to Pingyang Fairy City."

Ye Yang sent Fairy Qiluo away and thought of the last time at the Immortal Ceremony.

The treasure of Nine Heavens Reincarnation, which the messenger sent by the Nine Heavens Sect called, helped him to eliminate his inner demons.

Want to find out the truth.

However, the internal forces of the Jiutian Sect must not be a monolithic entity, and Fairy Qiluo might not be aware of this matter.

Besides, the plans of a large sect like Jiu Tian Zong must be far-reaching, so after thinking about it, he decided not to continue asking.

In order to avoid any further complications, Ye Yang originally planned to return to Feitian Gate after obtaining the Wind-Fixing Orb.

However, when the people from the East China Sea Dragon Clan came, he was worried that the two thunder dragons would attract attention, so he did not take any action.

I waited for a few more days in Pingyang Fairy City.

At the same time, the shop selling Thunder Dragon seemed to have some problems during this period. The flow of customers dropped sharply, and it had to close its doors from time to time.

As a result, Ye Yang became more cautious and kept hiding in the dark to observe the shop.

today.

Ye Yang had just woken up from meditation when he heard a roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

He walked out of the inn window and looked at the sky, only to see that it was raining heavily over Pingyang Fairy City.

The wind was howling, and several huge dragons appeared and disappeared from the sky, with cold fangs and sharp claws, and their bodies were so big that they almost covered the sky and the earth.

These huge dragons, their bodies gleaming with metallic luster under the rain, look imposing, powerful and majestic.

They circled several times in the air above Pingyang Fairy City, and the huge city collapsed because it could not withstand such power.

Suddenly, a huge black shadow dropped from the sky, looking down, blocking everyone.

It was a gigantic dragon, its body as big as a small mountain, with a cold light flashing in its eyes and speaking in human language.

"No one can leave!"

(End of this chapter)