Chapter 312: Yin Solution

As the Xuanpin Gate slowly took shape, the giant tree seemed to wake up, and its roots pushed through the soil from all directions, straight up and entwined towards the Star Gate.

For a moment, the earth shook and the four people who were about to attack were shaken so much that they could not stand steadily and flew into the air together.

"Stop him quickly!"

Qinglong shouted. Although he didn't know what was inside the door, it was definitely not a good thing.

He took out a golden wheel and spewed out Yin Qi desperately. The golden wheel gained magic power and spun rapidly. Balls of dark flames fell on the giant tree as it spun, leaving only a shallow layer of flame, which did not explode, but burned very quickly and spread in all directions.

Seeing Qinglong taking action, the others were not idle either. The old man with the knife raised his knife and cut his wrist. Blood gushed out, flowed down his palm and soaked the long knife in his hand.

The long sword seemed to be alive, and it drank up all the blood without leaving a drop with a gulp sound. Then a cloud of black mist floated out from behind the old man who had untied the sword, and it turned into a human form with four arms, one arm was empty, and three arms held swords.

He practiced magic to become the Shura Sword, condensing a Shura ghost shadow, holding a mad sword in his hand. One sword brings resentment and hatred, one sword brings hatred for separation, and one sword brings what cannot be obtained.

The Shura ghost pounced at the old man Jie Dao. The old man's eyes were dyed with red light, and wisps of black air rolled on his body and shuttled through him.

The black air is the bitter sword energy. When the Shura sword is wielded, the person holding it will suffer from the bitter sword energy every minute and every second, as if being cut into pieces by thousands of knives. The pain is unbearable. The Shura ghost is not a good thing either. Once the magic is cast, one will be assimilated by it all the time. After a long time, the bitter energy enters the heart and the Shura spirit enters the brain. There is no antidote for the sword in the world, only a crazy Shura.

But this Shura Sword, which came at such a great price, brought with it enormous destructive power. The old man with the sword gritted his teeth and swung the sword, cutting off a giant pillar. The sword light flew past, leaving a deep scar on the trunk of the giant tree.

The Five Organs Monk laughed loudly and punched his chest. A green little man crawled out of his heart. He grabbed the little man and stuffed it into his mouth. The little man entered his mouth and pressed against his throat. The Five Organs Monk and the little man spoke at the same time: "Fire!"

Then endless golden flames spewed out from his mouth, along with the black fire summoned by the Azure Dragon, burning the giant tree.

The giant tree seemed to be enraged. It was emitting golden and black flames and waving its roots towards several people in the air. Everyone dodged quickly. A root swept across Taoist Tianchen's shoulder with an evil wind. The Taoist raised his sword and chopped it off, splitting it in half. He was about to use some of his most powerful magic when he heard a loud shout in his ear.

"careful!"

When he looked back, he saw the broken tree roots suddenly exploded, turning into countless thin, sharp thorns with small mouths at the ends, biting towards him.

The flying sword slashed out, and the sword net was dense, cutting the thorns into thousands of pieces. Taoist Tianchen had a solemn look on his face. He lifted up his sleeve, where he was bitten by the thorns that came out of the sword net. A green line spread upwards from his wrist. The flesh and blood rolled at the wound, and tender buds grew out of the flesh and blood, and a small flower bloomed.

He looked at the wound. Although he saw the strange phenomenon, he felt no pain. If he was blindfolded, he would not even notice if he was completely eaten. Taoist Tianchen did not hesitate. He swung his sword and cut off the arm. The bloody arm fell to the ground. Countless roots emerged and turned into a small plant in the blink of an eye. The flesh and blood were eaten clean. The root shook for a while and quickly withered.

Everyone saw the strange sight clearly and were shocked. Taoist Tianchen almost became fertilizer for the flowers due to a moment of negligence. They immediately perked up and kept their eyes on all directions.

Endless tree roots half climbed towards the star gate, and half swept towards everyone. The thick roots eroded everyone's maneuvering space bit by bit, attacking from all directions, covering every direction, and actually wanted to surround and kill everyone.

"How can this giant tree be so powerful? It will take a while for those four to clear out the behemoth. Why doesn't the Net Luo Division gather more people?" Gu Chen looked at the water mirror and then at the ruins of Jinzhou City. The tree roots that were originally spread all over the city were converging towards the center. At the same time, the four people at the center of the battle were under increasing pressure.

"It's not that I don't want to come, it's that my hands and feet are tied up," Yan Jing said solemnly, "I just received news that there are unusual movements in the areas near Qingping, Baisi, Xiyu and other eight cities. The entire Huainan Road is in turmoil, as if all the hidden dangers have been activated and erupted at this moment. Cultivators and warriors from all over the country are rushing to help, but the momentum in other places is not as great as that in Jinzhou."

He looked at Gu Chen: "Now the battle situation is tense, if you let the thing behind the door out, there will be no good results. I am ready to take action. I don't know what trump card you have, and I don't know what secrets you have. If you don't have any, leave as soon as possible!"

Yan Jing's tone was heavy at this time, but there was a breath brewing in it. On his shoulders and head, three life fires suddenly burst into flames, and on his heart, a golden sun lit up.

Before Gu Chen could speak, the situation on the battle changed again. Seeing that the tree roots that were climbing upwards were about to touch the star gate, Qinglong threw out another sword box, which opened and spit out nineteen flying swords, cutting off the tree roots.

But at this moment, under the cover of the thick tree roots, a tiny root system passed through the scattered fallen roots and landed on the star gate. Ren Qiu Shui, who had transformed into a giant tree, suddenly stopped his shrill and repetitive roars.

"The door is open. I see the truth of all things. I am a fairy. I am going to become a fairy!"

He regained his composure and whispered. The huge tree trunk began to shake, and waves of faint and strong fragrance emanated, sweeping across the entire battlefield. Green lines wandered on the tree trunk, and white flowers the size of a palm bloomed.

There was nothing unusual about the white flowers, but there were so many of them, blooming on the branches, the crown, the roots, and even the swaying corpses. They were densely packed, bustling, and crowded, covering the entire giant tree.

The white flowers piled up together, layer upon layer, dressing the giant tree in a flowery dress. However, the flowers were too many and dense, making it look weird and nauseating. The four people in the battle felt their stomachs churning, their throats trembling uncontrollably, and they felt a little nauseous and itchy.

Soon, they discovered that the itching in the throat was not an illusion. Taoist Tianchen licked his mouth with his tongue, and the next second, a chill spread throughout his body. When his tongue swept across the inner wall of his mouth, he clearly felt something strange inside. He coughed twice and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm. The saliva was mixed with tiny wood hairs that kept twisting.

Qinglong also soon noticed the abnormality, and joined the three people. He held up a treasure seal, and a hazy white light was cast down. The faces of the few people looked better, and the abnormalities in their mouths and throats also subsided. Only Taoist Tianchen kept shaking.

"It seems that I will be the first victim of this battle."

He said with a wry smile, and in a somewhat carefree manner, countless vine hairs slowly stretched out as Tianchen spoke.

"But I don't want to die in such a cowardly way." He raised his sword and stabbed it towards his heart, the sword energy cutting off all his life force. "I will use my last bit of strength to buy you some time. Fellow practitioners, I will go first."

No matter they are warriors or cultivators, they will absorb evil spirits into their bodies, and they will go from life to death, and their bodies will decay. When they die, they will transform into evil spirits, just like Wu Zong.

But the Yin God was actually a kind of weird creature, which transformed itself into a human body. At first, it still had human consciousness, but there were many evil spirits in this world. Over time, the Yin God was contaminated, and its consciousness began to become chaotic. It was no longer human, but turned into something weird.

Some cultivators were unwilling to live like this, so they created a magic spell, abandoned the path of Yin God, turned all their cultivation into a short-lived and powerful combat power, achieved cross-border transformation, and turned into a short but brilliant firework, which was called Yin Jie!
Taoist Tianchen, who is in the Shenzang realm, can reach the Xiantai realm in strength after the Yinjie, and can even touch the Yinxian Gate.

(End of this chapter)