Chapter 421: Red Lotus suddenly brings about a murderous disaster, and the fire of karma burns the immortal fruit
"How's it going? How's it going?"

As soon as Dong Tianjun returned to the camp, he asked anxiously.

"We've killed three of them. They were all hypocritical idiots with evil deeds all over their bodies. They were foul-mouthed and started to shout when they came up. The brothers were not happy with them, so we sent them to death."

Lu Ya put his hands in his pockets and asked, "What about you? Are you dead?"

Dong Tianjun shook his head: "The one on my side is really virtuous, and he doesn't have many bad karmas. He is a person with great virtues but his private actions are harmful. He is also a thief. I just raised my hand and let him go. I can't kill him, right?"

He raised his hand and a flash of lightning appeared in his palm: "Don't mention it, this thunder sounds so powerful that my hand is a little numb. It's a pity that I, the Taoist master, also play with thunder." A bright lightning swallowed up the remaining black thunder, leaving only a little green smoke.

Lu Ya rolled his eyes and said, "Yes, yes, it's because you Ten Heavenly Lords are all Thunder Gods. We are just wearing a shell, not real. Don't get too involved in the drama."

Dong Tianjun looked at the red gourd on Lu Ya's waist and the seven arrows in his arms: "You are not immersed in the play. I don't know who said that you should practice new magical powers, but you still chose the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife and the Seven Arrows. Even the knife blanks were given to you by me."

Lu Ya laughed dryly: "I am being true to my character. Besides, my treasure is refined in a different way from mine, so we each have our own merits." He turned his eyes and looked at the formation, changing the subject, "Look, that old Taoist is almost being refined to death!"

Dong Tianjun was too lazy to pay attention to him. He turned his head to look at the formation. That formation was the Red Water Formation. The master of the formation was Wang Tianjun. The Red Water Formation took away the essence of Ren and Gui, and contained the wonders of Tianyi. It was unpredictable. There was an eight-diagram platform in the formation, and there were three gourds on the platform. Anyone who entered the formation and threw the gourd down would pour out a vast ocean of red water. If a little of the water splashed and stuck to the body, it would turn into blood in an instant. Even if it was a god, there was no way to escape. "

Now the red water in the formation was flowing all over the ground, soaking the head and face of the old Taoist in the formation. He roared angrily and wanted to escape, but was submerged by the vast red water. Soon he turned into blood foam, without even a bone residue left.

"The mystery of yin and yang in the furnace is profound. When refined into Ren and Gui, they are hidden inside. Even if you have a body of diamond, you will die instantly if you come into contact with water."

Wang Tianjun finished reciting while shaking his head, then flew back into the barracks in Sand City.

"Slut."

"Pretending."

"Plagiarism."

As soon as he entered the camp, Wang Tianjun heard three comments that made him so angry that he stamped his feet: "How can it be called plagiarism for scholars? I am just borrowing!"

"You all plagiarized your identities. I just copied a few lines of poetry and acted like a plagiarist. How dare you criticize me?"

The atmosphere suddenly became happy.

But the righteous immortals were not so happy.

Yuan Li looked at the four people who broke out of the formation. Except for Master Chongxian of the Shenxiao Sect who was not in a too bad state, the others were either covered in smoke and fire or had their faces covered in frost. They looked miserable and did not look graceful at all.

"This... Have the four of you broken through the formation?"

Yuan Li asked, and three of them nodded in unison, except Chong Xian, who seemed distracted. When Yuan Li looked at him, his face froze, and he suddenly said, "Except for a few of us who succeeded in breaking the formation, the other immortals were trapped in the formation. Breaking the formation means either success or death."

After these words were spoken, everyone fell silent. They were not stupid. They understood the deeper meaning behind Chong Xian's words and their own experiences after entering the battle formation, which all pointed out one thing: they were let off.

They are all old seniors in the cultivation world. They were the ones who just let others go with a simple gesture. How could they be treated like this? Yuan Li sighed and looked at the remaining people: "There are still five formations that have not been broken. Please help." He glanced at the four people who broke the formations and added, "Those with good deeds and deep external skills will be given priority. Those with dirty deeds should think carefully."

The people below changed color slightly, and looked around at the people who broke the formation. Some of them slowly retracted their raised feet, while others stood up and walked forward.

No matter what, someone had to break the formation. For a moment, Wumen Gorge was extremely lively. All kinds of magical powers, spells, magic weapons and armor were used one after another. At this moment, a stream of light flew into Feng Yang's hand. He took a look at it, his face changed drastically, and he stood up and walked to Yuan Li's side.

"Ancestor, Youquan has appeared, coming out of the North Sea and stepping into the Middle Earth. He is surrounded by fire, and the land is scorched for a thousand miles."

Yuan Li clenched his hands, glanced at the immortals who were still breaking the formation, and pointed to the remaining people: "My fellow Taoists, the Demon Ancestor has appeared, please follow me for a while."

Without mentioning the immortals whose faces changed, he looked at Gu Qingyuan, or rather Wang Yansheng behind Gu Qingyuan, and said after a pause: "Daoyou, are you willing to go with me?"

Gu Qingyuan smiled and said, "That's what I want, but I dare not ask for it." Then he said to Wang Yansheng in front of him, "Now that the Demon Ancestor has appeared, the world is about to be in chaos. It's time for you to join the game and stir up trouble. I can protect you for a while, but I can't protect you forever. Only by experiencing some things can you achieve great things."

Everyone fixed their eyes on Wang Yansheng. Even if they were stupid, they could figure out some of Wang Yansheng's background. Wang Yansheng looked touched, but when he heard those words, he felt something else:
You are allowed to kill and do whatever you want. I will no longer restrict you, but you have a death calamity to overcome. If you can overcome it, you are the reincarnation of the Demon Pill. If you cannot overcome it, change someone else, call Lingzhuzi out. I am not afraid to tell you that you were not what you are now. I created you and that is why you have this evil thought. You are not the Son of Heaven. There is only Lingzhuzi, the Son of Heaven. You are just the inner demon that resides in the body of Tianmingzi, and you have dissipated some of his luck. The Taoist name of Lingzhuzi was also bestowed by me, and I am closer to him. If you want to live, it all depends on what you do.

Gu Qingyuan's voice was icy cold, but his face was kind and friendly. He slapped the magic gourd and a golden knife flew out. He also took out a sword from his waist and said, "I have two rare treasures to give you for protection. You can choose one." He didn't say who would use the remaining sword, and Wang Yansheng didn't ask.

Raising his hand to take the sword, Wang Yansheng carried them one by one behind his small body, and the swords looked wrong. He waved his robe and bowed: "Thank you, sir."

"Get up!"

Wang Yansheng stood up, looked at Gu Qingyuan's face, trembled his lips, and took out an object from his arms: "I accidentally found a monster, named Qi Maizi, I think you should like it, please help me."

The weapon and maid exchanged hands. Gu Qingyuan took a look and found it to his liking, so he nodded and said, "Thank you for your thoughtfulness." He then took out the precious carved fragrant carriage. As his cultivation became more and more powerful, this treasure had been gradually abandoned and was in a semi-idle state. Gu Qingyuan, a Taoist who has many treasures, does not attach much importance to personal belongings, such as magic weapons.

He took down the wheel of the precious carved incense carriage and waved his sleeves to ignite true fire, melting the wheel without releasing any fire. Only the golden flames could be seen. In a flash, the wheel was reshaped into the size of a palm.

"This treasure is called the Wind Fire Wheel. You don't have strong legs, but this treasure can help you a bit. Even if you can't win, you can run faster."

Gu Qingyuan handed the Wind Fire Wheel to Wang Yansheng: "Keep calm, I will help you to sacrifice this treasure."

After some more effort, Wang Yansheng had memorized the secret of using the magic weapon, so Wang Yansheng bid farewell to his master, stepped on the wind-fire wheel, and flew away in the air with two golden flames.

Gu Qingyuan looked at the flames going away, thinking to himself: The originally heartless and emotionless magic pill has actually developed some emotions. It is not just a fake performance or disguise. It is worth studying.

He turned to look at the scattered immortals who were still looking at Wang Yansheng in the distance, and said, "A useless student is in a turbulent time, so let him experience some training."

The immortals were thinking a lot in their hearts, but they said: "Daoyou Qinghong is willing to give up. We both know the friendship between master and disciple, and we will definitely repay the kindness of our parents."

After a few more pleasantries, the leader was decided, and the group of immortals flew up to the clouds. ——————

North Sea border.

Youquan stepped onto the shore, flames rose, burning away the water vapor, and this flying yaksha had become a powerful figure. Zombies are originally extremely yin creatures, belonging to the earth element, but when he was born, he gathered endless moonlight, cold air, and thunder energy, and his body accumulated endless blood energy.

Later he was injured by thunder and fire from the sky and the earth, but he escaped by temporarily replacing the Demon Ancestor and connecting with fate. He remained silent in the Black Ice Eye of the North Sea for several years. The cold and yin energy in his body flourished, and he turned the thunder and fire from the sky and the earth into his own use, accumulating violent anger.

Yuehua and coldness belong to Yin, while fire and thunder belong to Yang. However, there is also a bloody energy in his body. When Yin and Yang come together, they do not necessarily merge into one. It is more likely that Yin and Yang will clash and explode violently.

He gathered a stream of Yin energy and refined a stream of Yang energy. He could practice these two opposite techniques at the same time without dying, and with a coincidence, he could achieve the magical power of combining Yin and Yang. Only the son of destiny could have this kind of treatment. However, Youquan was not the son of destiny, and the only demonic luck in his body began to dissipate.

Now the yin and cold energy in his body are competing with the fire and thunder energy. Without the support of blood energy, once the balance is lost and it explodes suddenly, it will not be a thousand miles of scorched earth, but millions of miles of fire explosions and cold air rushing, turning the sky and the earth into scorched earth and frozen soil, and changing the climate of an area.

As soon as it touched the earth, fire energy seeped into the soil, the water vapor evaporated, and the fire energy connected to the earth veins. The zombie's earth body was replenished with strength by the earth veins. Youquan took a look at the scorched vegetation and dry soil under his feet, and suddenly understood something.

"So, the moment I stepped on land, I was destined to die."

The earth veins filled his body, and his fire energy grew stronger. Water droplets gradually seeped out of Youquan's dry and hard body, which were then evaporated by the rising fire energy. The fire energy in his body became more and more fierce, dispelling the endless yin and cold air.

The anger suddenly surged and turned into fire evil. This power that could compete with real fire burned Youquan's body, even heating up his cold zombie body.

"Ouch-ha, that fucking hurts!"

He suddenly burst into a stream of swear words, but he did not feel any resentment. After being resurrected in Youquan, the pain had been far away from him. Zombies cannot feel pain, and will not feel pain. A dead body will not produce any feelings. Now that the fire evil has passed by and burned his soul, he actually misses the taste of this pain.

He walked forward again, and the fire evil suddenly exploded into a circle of fire, sweeping across thousands of miles of fertile land, burning the soil that could give birth to all things into ashes.

They walked faster and faster, and each footprint turned into a ball of flame, burning the earth. Youquan felt a flame in his heart that was going to burn everything of him. He suddenly spread his wings, folded them and flew away, drawing a stream of flames in the sky.

As he flew straight from north to south, there was an obstruction from high altitude, and the flames did not fall to the ground but gradually spread to the surroundings. The temperature of the air gradually rose, and the climate of thousands of miles began to change. The temperature continued to rise. On this windy and refreshing autumn day, wherever Youquan passed, it felt like a hot summer day.

Several streams of light flew over at high speed. Yuan Li, who was in the lead, held up the golden pagoda and shouted loudly, "Old Demon Youquan, retreat quickly!"

After saying that, he raised the pagoda and pointed it towards Youquan. A magnificent pagoda shadow appeared above Youquan's head, causing him to pause. At the same time, countless sword lights, thunder spells, and flames flew towards him.

Dangdang

The flying sword slashed at Youquan, leaving only a faint white mark, and landed on his black armor, splashing sparks. A flash of lightning passed by, leaving only a little bit of charred black. As for the flame, it was absorbed and swallowed by him before it could get close.

"Don't use any fire magic. This demon is extremely angry right now. Any ordinary fire will only increase his power!"

Gu Qingyuan looked at the fire Taoist priest and gave him a few words of advice. In his hand, a little Sun True Fire appeared and blew towards Youquan: "If you don't have the True Fire Skill, don't use the Fire Skill!"

As the Great Sun True Fire came close, it roasted Youquan until he turned slightly red. He opened his mouth wide and spit out wisps of fire, but they were forced away by the Great Sun True Fire.

"Roar--"

He seemed to have lost his mind. He roared and flapped his wings violently, knocking away the golden pagoda shadow that bound him. Seeing Youquan escaped, Yuanli slapped the magic weapon at his waist, which was the Xuanyin Fenshui Sword. Now he used his magical power to attract the surging river in the sky, which poured down on Youquan's head.

At the same time, countless flying swords surrounded and attacked, and Chong Xian also followed along, sacrificing the precious thunder, which turned into a mountain of thunder, and chains of lightning bound Youquan.

"Take the demon away from here first!"

Yuan Li looked at the rising temperature. Youquan's stay here caused the accumulated fire to start burning faintly, and even the air emitted a burnt smell.

As if it had broken through the critical point, the land exploded with flames, ignited instantly, and turned into balls of fireworks that spread everywhere, as if to set the whole prairie on fire.

Yuan Li sent several immortals to put out the fire, while he himself activated the Golden Light Exquisite Tower. The tower had nine floors, and the doors opened one by one. Endless suction force enveloped the Youquan.

Now Youquan's limbs are bound by thunder chains, with the sun's true fire burning his torso in front of him and a pagoda suppressing demons above him. After several struggles, he cannot break free.

Yuan Li was just about to use his magical powers while Youquan was going crazy and unconscious, but he saw Youquan's constantly swaying body suddenly stop, and a hint of clarity appeared in his red eyes. Then the next moment, under the gaze of a group of immortals, he opened his mouth and swallowed the Big Sun True Fire.

boom--

A ring of fire rose up, breaking the chains of lightning, and the pagoda flew back. Countless flames spewed out from Youquan's body, burning a small hole in its indestructible body, and golden flames flowed out like magma.

The real fire of the sun burned Youquan's body together with the fire in his body, burning up the yin energy and cold air in his body, leaving only the purest trace. After burning the yin energy and cold air, it then burned his blood, flesh, and armor.

When the blood was almost burned dry, the Great Sun True Fire that had swallowed most of Youquan's body disappeared. A wandering immortal was about to step forward but was stopped by Yuanli.

I saw the tattered Flying Yaksha Zombie King fixed in the air, with a subtle fire energy flowing through his body, absorbing the blood, yin energy, and cold air burned by the true fire into one, and strands of red flames quietly ignited.

When everyone looked at the flame, it was as if they saw a red lotus silently blooming. The flame did not burn the body, but only the soul. The red lotus only burned karma, not merit. When the immortals looked at it again, they felt a trace of anxiety arising in their souls.

Those who have made outstanding external achievements in the righteous path, although they have merits, are also accompanied by karma. Now when they see the fire, they are aroused by an unknown heat, which connects to their karma, transforming into an inner demon that burns their hearts and the karmic fire that burns their souls. The wisps of fire burn them to ashes.

"Red Lotus Karmic Fire!"

Someone shouted something in a high, shrill, and melodious voice. It sounded a little funny, but the person was so scared that he lost his voice.

(End of this chapter)