Chapter 409: Hunyuan Golden Bowl - Beggar Version
"Nalan Sheng, you are so bold, are you planning a rebellion?"

Zu Huan shouted loudly, raised his sword and pushed Dugu Xin out. This guy is still useful. If he can be argued with, he can have some moral integrity, so he cannot die.

"Whisper, you're so unhappy, so what if I rebel?"

Nalan Sheng sneered, seeing that Zu Huan still wanted to save people: "You can't even save yourself, and you still have other thoughts, you deserve to be killed!"

After saying that, he activated the yellow sand formation. The 83,000 grains of divine sand were made of underground mysterious soil, fine steel with hundreds of veins, and pure gold from the bottom of the sea. Just one grain weighed a thousand pounds and was extremely tough. It also had the derivative properties that once released, it would turn the whole place into a sea of ​​sand.

"Palace Master Nalan, we have never offended you, please let me go!"

The group of wandering cultivators from other sects were also caught in the sand tide. They were flying above the sand sea and felt an endless suction force causing them to fall downwards. Even soaring in the sky was a bit strenuous. They knew that this divine sand was powerful. This sand sea was like a swamp. Once trapped, they could not get out and could only sink to the bottom as the sand sea swayed, and all their flesh and blood would be worn away.

"I am very pleased that you all have come to celebrate my birthday, but it is a pity that you have come at the wrong time. I hope you will dissolve your body and reincarnate to avoid damaging the relationship."

Nalan Sheng spoke up and said that it was quite strenuous for him to operate the Divine Sand Formation. If he rescued people one by one, he would inevitably have to adjust the formation. Once there was a flaw in the formation, he was afraid that the Taoist Zu Huan would break the formation with one sword, not to mention that it would be a waste of magic power. It would be better to wrap them all in the formation and clean them up, so that no one would reap the benefits after the fight.

That group of casual cultivators started cursing loudly, without the flattery they had at the banquet. The yellow sand just rose up and the sea of ​​sand rolled, sweeping up several people and burying them. Before they could make a sound, only traces of blood were left.

Zu Huan held a sword in each hand, and ignored the wandering cultivator. He made a hand gesture in his mind and released his magic. Sword lights gathered into beams and flew towards Nalan Sheng, but were blocked by the overturned sea of ​​sand.

"This yellow sand formation..."

He frowned. It was not that Zu Huan had never seen this yellow sand formation before, but when he took a quick look at it back then, its power was not as great as it is now. It was as if it had been reborn.

"Could it be that Nalan Sheng has another opportunity?"

Zu Huan immediately dispelled all distracting thoughts. Whether it was an opportunity or not, he had to break this situation first.

"How can a mere small formation defeat my profound and magical power!"

He shouted loudly, and the two purple and green swords in his hands flew up together. These two swords were the swords of the differentiation of water element. One was soft and could hold the true water of heaven, and the other was hard and could hold the heavy water of one element. When the two collided, there would be surging waves.

The blue and purple lights shot straight up into the sky, flew towards the dome and turned into shining stars. The next moment, there was a rumbling sound of water, and a river in the sky was hanging upside down. First came the Tianyi True Water, which was the mother of all waters and combined all things. Later came the Yiyuan Heavy Water, a drop of which weighed ten thousand pounds, and fell to the ground and turned into a lake.

The two true waters were drawn by the sword, hanging down from the sky, and crashing into the sand sea with the power of heaven and earth. Nalan Sheng was not someone to be trifled with. He spit out a small fan from his mouth and held it in his hand. The small fan suddenly became bigger. He waved the fan, and the heavy yellow sand was blown up, and gusts of wind swirled in the sand sea.

Sand waterfalls were flying, and the divine wind was blowing up yellow sands. Grains of rough divine sands were dancing lightly in the air. When the two collided, an endless breath of depletion came to one's face. For a moment, sandstorms filled the sky, covering the entire ground. It was dark and difficult to see clearly.

When the wind and sand array collided with the true water river, it was like two ferocious beasts, pushing and shoving each other, and there was a stalemate. Zu Huan's true water was precious and fine, but the quantity was small, while Nalan Sheng's divine sand was slightly inferior in quality, but there was a lot of it, so it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

Seeing the stalemate, Zu Huan's eyes lit up with divine light, and he caught sight of Nalan Sheng's figure through the thin curtain of yellow sand. Then two mysterious lights emerged from the sky, and they were two swords, entwined like snakes, heading straight for Nalan Sheng's head.

Two arms suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​sand, blocking the sword light. With two "pu pu" sounds, the sword blade penetrated more than halfway, but was locked by the yellow sand and could not move forward. At the same time, a grain of yellow sand suddenly rolled out from behind Zu Huan, but it was only the size of a speck of dust. Before he could react, it rushed straight towards him. Zu Huan's Taoist robe lit up with spiritual light, but the magical sand ignored it and passed through it, penetrated from behind him, and knocked Zu Huan away.

A barely noticeable hole appeared on Zu Huan's chest, but he was not dead yet. A soul came out of his body and soared into the sky. At the same time, his flesh body emitted a dozen thunder talismans, but before he could cast them, a sand bar rushed out from the ground, first swallowed up the flesh body, and then rolled towards Zu Huan's soul.

He is a genuine disciple with an extremely strong soul. Even if his physical body is destroyed, he can still revive by possessing a dead body if he escapes. At worst, he can transform into a ghost immortal. Now that his Dharma body has been broken, Zu Huan wanted to leave, but before he could use his method of traveling thousands of miles in an instant, he heard a rumbling sound.

The sand and gravel collided and rubbed against each other, making a sharp and piercing sound, but to Zu Huan, it sounded like a devilish sound that bewitched his soul. His soul trembled and he was frozen in place, unable to break free. When he came to his senses, the magical sand had already rolled towards him.

The divine sand lived up to its name of shaking the soul and captivating the spirit. Even a figure like Zu Huan would have his soul ground into powder and become silent in just a few moments after falling into it.

Without the support of magic power, the purple and green swords fell to the ground with a clang, and even the real water river that was brought in lost its shape. Most of it rolled back into the sky, and the remaining bit was pressed down heavily, creating deep pits in the sea of ​​sand, and then turned into lakes, mixing with the yellow sand like mud. That was the real water refined by the old Taoist Zu Huan, which was originally used to guide the Milky Way, but now it has been taken over by Nalan Sheng.

Nalan Sheng slapped the gourd and took in the yellow sand and real water. When he looked again, the mansion was in ruins and no one was alive.

"It's time to leave. This crappy place is unacceptable."

He secretly said, they really thought I was unaware of the righteous path's plans, they are just treating me like a pig. The more evil I do, the more external skills they will have to kill me in the future. If I don't do evil as well, I don't know who will be anxious!
Nalan Sheng patted the sand gourd. He joined the righteous path just to take advantage of its convenience to refine the sacred sand again. It was free for him to be a demon cultivator, but it was a pity that the resources were very limited. It was not as convenient as what the righteous path could obtain openly.

Now that he has killed someone, he has established his prestige. In the mortal world, a wandering immortal is the top combat force. With this Soul-Shaking Divine Sand, there are only a few who can kill him. As long as he is careful and cautious, he can live a long life.

"I need to go overseas to hide from the limelight, lest the righteous path comes to me. I will become an overseas immortal and control an island, which is quite comfortable. The sea is boundless and there are countless treasures hidden under the sea. I will hide from him for a hundred years and make plans after the storm is over."

Thinking of this, Nalan Sheng stood up and left. He carried all his belongings with him, so he didn't need to pack them up. He just had to escape before Zhengzong could react.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay."

Suddenly a voice was heard. Nalan Sheng turned around and saw a young girl standing not far away looking at him.

"Your gourd is destined to be with me, why don't you give it to me?" said the girl.

"What if I say no?" Nalan Sheng replied.

"Of course, I want you to have a taste of my power."

After the girl finished speaking, Nalan Sheng saw her take out a magic weapon that looked like a golden transparent bell.

"Look at my Hunyuan Golden Bowl - Beggar Edition."

The next second, Nalan Sheng lost consciousness.

(End of this chapter)