Zhou Yunsheng suppressed his cultivation to the foundation-building stage, and went to the Hundred Herbs Secret Realm to find Fang Wenguang's corpse. Because he held a memory of Mo Yu in his hand, he quickly followed the landform to the place where the incident happened. Sure enough, he saw a pair in the grass. Wearing the white bones of the Wuji Xianzong Taoist robe, the word 'light' is embroidered on the corner of the robe.

Zhou Yun Sheng hurriedly used the jade coffin to bury it and put it in the Qiankun Ring to place it properly, and then went all the way to kill the disciples of the Soul Eater Sect, until all the 203 disciples sent to the Hundred Herbs Secret Realm were killed before he stopped. The cave dwelling is settled, waiting for the secret realm to close.

A month later, he stepped out of the passage, turned into a mist, and floated in the direction of Wuji Xianzong. He occasionally attached to Jianxiu's spirit sword, and occasionally attached to Faxiu's robe, without wasting any spiritual power, and he also discovered many very interesting secrets. Along the way, no cultivator discovered his existence.

On this day, a group of cultivators attached to him suddenly changed direction and headed westward, saying that an ancient secret realm was about to close, and many cultivators who were lucky enough to get the pass would come out from there. They were waiting at the exit, and maybe they could take advantage of the fire. Find a treasure or two.

Zhou Yun Sheng guessed that Zong Yi had not returned yet, so he wanted to join in the fun.

When the group arrived at the exit of the secret realm, it was more than half a month before the closure of the secret realm, so they all sat down and waited. Zhou Yun Sheng explored the surrounding terrain through the diffuse fog, and found that there were still many experts hiding in the dark. The cultivator who can get the pass to enter the secret realm is lucky, but the one who can survive is even luckier. The one who can get the inheritance or treasure and come out safely is simply the darling of heaven.

However, this is only the surface. If you can't hide the treasure and reveal the clues, what awaits this person will be doomed. It has always been the rule of the comprehension world to have the weak and the strong.

Zhou Yun Sheng was not interested in the so-called treasures, he just took a look around when he was bored. Seeing that he had to wait for more than half a month, he immediately wanted to leave. As soon as walked out a few steps, saw the exit of the secret realm flashing with colorful lights, and the monks were thrown out, looking very embarrassed.

"What's the matter? Why did the secret realm close in advance?"

"Have you found anything unusual?"

"Who is Xu who touched something amazing!"

These people gathered to inquire about each other's situation, all with inexplicable expressions on their faces. They triggered the pass, and when they were about to look inside, they found a golden beam of light rising into the sky, exuding a huge coercion as vast as mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.

"This breath, there must be a treasure in the world!" Someone shouted loudly, and the cultivators immediately forgot to ask what was going on in the secret realm, and they all ran towards the beam of light at the fastest speed.

Zhou Yun Sheng stood on the top of the tree and looked at the pergola with his hands for a long time, but he didn't even feel moved. He only needs to seriously practice the exercises, and his strength will naturally rise, and he does not need to use any treasures. Furthermore, when he breaks through the Mahayana period and ascends, he might be able to break through the barriers of alien space, follow the data flow back to reality, and use his huge soul power to reshape a body, and the things he pursues are related to this world. Chinese people are completely different, so they don't have as strong a desire as they do.

The golden beam of light rose higher and higher, almost breaking the sky. The top of the beam of light was vaguely a bronze mirror, and the golden light was emitted from the mirror surface of the bronze mirror, faintly connecting the heaven, distorting the space. The vast coercion seems to have reappeared in the ancient times, and it can easily shatter the vast world.

"Could this be the legendary Kunlun Mirror that has been lost for a long time?" Someone exclaimed, causing all the cultivators to go crazy.

Kunlun Mirror, one of the top ten artifacts in ancient times, can communicate between heaven and man, break through the barriers of time and space, and has supreme divine power. If you get it, you can directly cross the fairy world and fly to the god world. This is an unparalleled temptation for cultivators who are fighting for their lives with heaven.

Their eyes were red and their faces were distorted. When they found out that there was a cultivator who was faster than themselves, they all exuded murderous intent. They just stared at the Kunlun mirror at the top of the golden pillar, but didn't even think to look down.

At the bottom of the golden pillar, a handsome man was playing one complicated trick after another, quickly refining the Kunlun Mirror. He has acquired the inheritance of the secret realm, and naturally the Kunlun mirror that controls the secret realm also belongs to him. But he didn't expect the ancient artifact to be so unruly and make such a big commotion.

Now, he can only hope that he will quickly tame the Kunlun Mirror and recognize it as the master, so as to avoid his bamboo basket being empty. He bounced a drop of blood essence onto the mirror, began to pinch the last magic trick, and finally let the bronze mirror recognize the master at the last second before the cultivators rushed to the golden pillar.

The man does not know whether Kunlun Mirror has other magical powers, but only two points of "communicating between heaven and man, breaking the barriers of time and space" are enough, enough for him to tear apart the barriers of the vast world and escape many monks. 's pursuit.

He confidently used his divine sense to penetrate into the inside of the bronze mirror, but was stunned to find that most of the mirror had been damaged, and many magical powers had been lost. In other words, not only did he not get any benefits now, but he would also face the pursuit of all the monks.

The man swallowed a mouthful of old blood and was about to put away the bronze mirror and run for his life, but was stopped by the woman in Yuhuan, "You are only a Yuan Ying cultivation base now, you are not even a second-rate master in the Haotian world, you are holding the Kunlun mirror. If you run away, you will die sooner or later. It’s better to give up the misfortune to others. Anyway, the Kunlun Mirror has already recognized its owner, and you can find it at any time.”

The man's eyes lit up, he threw the bronze mirror out with his sleeves, and quietly left the place. Looking at his face, it was actually Song Yufei who left the Promise Immortal Sect forty years ago.

"Your enemy is here, why don't you give it to him." The woman's consciousness was very strong, and after a slight scan, she found Zhou Yunsheng standing on the top of the tree watching the fun.

Song Yufei stepped on the thunder light and streaked across the sky, seeing Zhou Yunsheng's increasingly handsome and bewitching face, his emotions that had not been restless for many years immediately boiled over. He ordered Kunlun Jing to follow Zhou Yunsheng, and he must not leave unless he received his summons, but it could not be used by Zhou Yunsheng.

The Kunlun Mirror had already developed intelligence, and naturally obeyed the master's words, avoiding and dodging amid the scramble of many cultivators, and rammed directly towards Zhou Yunsheng.

Seeing the golden light rushing towards him, Zhou Yun Sheng felt bad, and immediately turned into mist and dispersed. However, the Kunlun Mirror can break through the barriers of time and space, but how can it break through where he is? No matter where he hides, it can always hit his arms precisely.

If it was a different cultivator, he would be overjoyed when an ancient artifact was automatically delivered, but Zhou Yun Sheng just wanted to scold his mother. This is the rhythm that makes him hunted down by the entire cultivator world.

Seeing that there are more and more cultivators coming to capture the treasure, there are many of them who are in the Divine Transformation, Tribulation, and Mahayana stages, and even a few loose immortals. Zhou Yunsheng couldn't, so he had to put on the Kunlun Mirror to grab the road and run wildly. Fortunately, Zong Yi stuffed him with a lot of treasures before he left, including a lotus platform that could travel thousands of miles and hide his breath.

His body turned into a mist and attached to the lotus platform, and soon disappeared in place, leaving all the monks in the air.

"That person seems to be Fang Xinghai, the direct disciple of Dingguang!" Someone exclaimed. With Zong Yi's reputation intimidated, some cultivators could not help but retreat, but some great masters didn't care.

That is an ancient artifact. For it, not to mention offending Zongyi, even offending Daluo Jinxian is no big deal.

Zhou Yunsheng escaped into a cave house built by Zong Yi when he was cultivating outside, opened the magic circle inside and out, and then took out the Kunlun Mirror to look at it. The oval-shaped mirror frame is engraved with mysterious runes, which are not at all similar to the current text. It should be a divine script that has been lost in ancient times. The mirror surface is very smooth, and sometimes a golden streamer flashes, which can clearly reflect the silhouette of the person, and can also penetrate the stone wall of the cave to reflect the outside scene.

Zhou Yun Sheng's thoughts turned, and he already understood one of the magical powers of this bronze mirror, that is, to observe the world. As long as it is what the master wants to see, there is nothing that the bronze mirror cannot detect, including the three thousand worlds, the fairy world, and even the god world. With it, you can know everything.

A good thing, but a terrible thing, Zhou Yun Sheng sighed inwardly.

I heard that the Kunlun Mirror can also break the barriers of time and space, so it should not be difficult to escape with the owner. Zhou Yun Sheng thought about it, but decided to refine the bronze mirror, otherwise he couldn't think of a second way to get out of the current predicament.

If those people recognized his identity, they would definitely be blocked on the way back to Wuji Xianzong, and his fists would be hard to beat with four hands. He was not sure to escape alive under their siege.

He took out a jade cauldron from the Qiankun Ring and introduced the anode divine fire that Zong Yi gave him. He put the Kunlun Mirror and a drop of blood essence into the cauldron for refining, but the Kunlun Mirror fiercely resisted. He wiped it on the mirror, and he couldn't help feeling strange that he didn't find the aura of blood essence left by other monks.

Could it be that the cannon fodder is destined to get no divine weapon? Or, this artifact is prepared for the protagonist, just wait for him to appear and go up to recognize the master? Thinking of this, Zhou Yun Sheng sneered, and threw the Kunlun Mirror carefully in his hand to the ground, and stepped on it without pity.

Since it cannot be used by oneself, what is the difference between it and garbage? Abandoned!

He stayed in the cave for a few days, and when the crowd outside gradually dispersed, he took the lotus platform and left quietly. Unexpectedly, the Kunlun Mirror flew out of the cave and plunged into his arms.

He quickly took out a concealed amulet refined by Zong Yi and wrapped the Kunlun Mirror. This talisman integrates Zong Yi's understanding of the laws of time and space, not to mention the people in this world, even Daluo Jinxian can't break it.

There was no aura emanating from the divine weapon left around, so Zhou Yun Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and circled the long road, hiding and flying towards the Wuji Xianzong. With the lotus platform and the hidden talisman, no one should have been able to find his trace, but no matter where he went, a large number of cultivators would always follow him, as if someone had placed a tracking talisman on him. Every time he wanted to throw the bronze mirror away, he saw it turn a corner and fly back, as if he recognized him.

When he met someone with a low level of cultivation, he would kill him, and when he saw someone with a high level of cultivation, he would run away. After escaping for two months, he gradually noticed something unusual, and when he looked at the bronze mirror, his expression was extremely gloomy.

He had to follow him closely, but he didn't recognize him as the master. This bronze mirror obviously had bad intentions towards him, for fear that he wanted him to die under the siege of the monks. What a trick to bring disaster to the east! This bronze mirror was probably refined by someone in the secret realm.

Zhou Yun Sheng thought about it, and felt that only the Destiny Child would have the luck to obtain the Kunlun Mirror. Song Yufei? Is he not dead yet?

Crushing the bronze mirror a few times, Zhou Yun Sheng wandered in another cave house built by Zong Yi, thinking about how to break through.

The Kunlun Mirror has already recognized its owner, so no matter where it is, its owner can find it. And Song Yufei hated Zhou Yunsheng deeply, so he would naturally reveal his whereabouts to other cultivators, only waiting for these people to kill each other and lose both, he would take advantage of the chaos to summon the Kunlun Mirror God without knowing it.

Acting in this way will not reveal one's identity, but also kill the enemy, which can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone.

Therefore, even if Zhou Yunsheng was hiding in the cave where there were many restrictions, Song Yufei still found his location and disclosed the news, attracting a group of powerful people to surround the cave.

They used all kinds of magical powers to wear down the defensive array outside the cave, as little as a day or as long as two days, and the place would be razed to the ground.

Zhou Yunsheng had already handed Zong Yi a communication talisman, but he was intercepted by all the great experts, and sent a message to Zongmen, but he could only deal with it alone when no one came to rescue him.

Rather than waiting to die, he might as well pull a few more backs. Hearing the rumbling from outside the cave, he opened his lips and sneered. If the primordial spirit is crushed by the great power of this world, he will never return to Xinghai space, let alone reality, but so what, he would rather die vigorously than be a tortoise.

As soon as the ban was opened, colorful magical powers attacked like cannonballs, and he quickly turned into mist, covering the inside and outside of the cave. The mist beads penetrated into their inner organs along these powerful skins, and quickly extracted their spiritual power into a thicker white mist, drowning thousands of miles in an instant.

These powers hurriedly used their magical powers to disperse the fog, but they let their spiritual power drain faster. Some people had hallucinations and started hacking and slashing randomly, some people were poisoned and fell down, and some people were silently crushed to pieces.

He was clearly just a child at the Jindan stage, but he killed more than a dozen masters who were at the Nascent Soul stage or above as soon as he made a move.

Zhou Yun Sheng took advantage of his unpreparedness to succeed again and again, but he knew that after a long time, these old monsters who had experienced hundreds of battles naturally had thousands of ways to deal with them.

Today, however, he has made up his mind to let this wave of people die without a burial. He no longer suppresses his cultivation, and uses his spiritual power to rapidly impact the Nascent Soul Stage. Once the Ninety-Nine Tribulation falls, these people can only ask for more blessings for themselves!

Jieyun sensed that the breath was coming from the sky quickly, and the deafening thunder could almost shake mountains and rivers. The pressure from the heavens shrouded a hundred miles with Zhou Yunsheng as the center. All practitioners within this range would be free from thunder tribulation. Differential attack.

Maybe the main god who turned into the Dao of Heaven only wanted to kill Zhou Yunsheng, but it was a series of procedures, and it was a set of rules, and it was very lacking in flexibility. Obstructing others will be struck by lightning. This is a rule that has long been set in this world, and it will not change, so all these people will be buried with Zhou Yunsheng.

"No, that kid is going to die!"

"The yellow-haired boy of the Jindan stage is only four or nine tribulations to pass through, and Dingtian is six or nine tribulations. You and I can wave it away, so why should you be afraid?"

"What I'm talking about is that the Kunlun Mirror can also be robbed while he is robbing. He is too busy to take care of himself, but he still has the mind to overcome the calamity. Did he think that I would be killed by a small thunder robbery? It's ridiculous!"

The monks in the Nascent Soul period were not sure to hold the thunder robbery, so they all wanted to escape, but they found that ninety-nine-eighty-one prohibitions were placed in the fog at some point in time, and they were linked one by one, and the complexity was unprecedented. The chaotic-level formation master can't solve it. They scurried through the fog like headless flies, with despair in their eyes.

The ancestors above the spirit-transforming stage disdained Lei Jie, and opened his eyes to search for Zhou Yun Sheng's location.

Seeing the handsome man sitting cross-legged on the top of a rock, their eyes burst with greedy light, and they attacked him one after another. As soon as they got close, they were numbly struck by a sturdy thunderbolt, and they fell from the air with a plop.

The coercion as vast as the sea crashed down from above the nine heavens, causing their indestructible bodies to be almost crushed, and the sound of bone cracking was heard one after another.

Where is this four or nine calamities or six or nine calamities, but it is the nine or nine calamities that only the monks or loose immortals in the Mahayana period have to cross. Although the people who surrounded Zhou Yunsheng also included Mahayana ancestors and loose immortals, the reason why they robbed the Kunlun Mirror was just to find a magic weapon that could help them survive the nine-ninth calamity and ascend smoothly.

Unexpectedly, the treasure has not yet arrived, but the ninety-nine catastrophe has come first. Even if it is reluctantly carried over, it is also carried for others. After being severely injured in vain, it is still unable to soar, and the feeling of suffocation cannot be described in words.

After the second thunder robbery fell and scorched them all black, they quickly got up and rushed out of the mist. When they got to the edge, they found that the surrounding area was banned. not open.

This is deliberately dragging them to be buried with them! Such a vicious mind, such a decisive means, worthy of being Zong Yi's apprentice!

These people wanted to tear Zhou Yunsheng apart, but they didn't dare to approach the rock at all, because Zhou Yunsheng had been enveloped in purple electric light, and all the surrounding objects had turned into fly ash.

Those with lower cultivations fell one after another, leaving no bones behind, while those with higher cultivations bent their knees from the fifty-fifth tribulation thunder, unable to stand upright.

As soon as the sixtieth thunder calamity fell, a certain calamity-transcending almighty body was burnt black, his primordial spirit shattered, and he died. After beating him, more and more people fell.

Zhou Yun Sheng clearly felt that the Thunder Tribulation in the Nascent Soul Stage had increased in power compared to the Jin Dan Stage. It seems that Tiandao can't improve the quantity, so he starts with the quality, and he has to kill himself.

He took out the Kunlun Mirror in his arms and sneered, "Since you want to follow me, help me carry a few thunderstorms." Then he raised the mirror face up on top of his head.

Although the Kunlun Mirror is an ancient artifact, most of it has been damaged, and its power is no longer comparable to that of the past. It was fine at first, but in the last five thunder tribulations, there were cobweb-like cracks on the mirror surface, but it was even more shabby than before.

And Song Yufei, who refined the Kunlun Mirror into the divine artifact of his life, had suffered enough. Every time a calamity thunder fell, he would spit blood, and in the end he almost fainted.

He hid near the cave, staggered to his feet and looked there, almost biting his tongue in horror. saw Fang Xinghai was unscathed, raised his hand to recall the dense fog, and by the way absorbed the spiritual energy in the dense fog, walked to the dying Mahayana monks and scattered immortals, and used a very strange dagger to cut open their insides. They smashed their primordial spirits into pieces, and even sucked all their cultivation into their dantian.

Such exercises that can directly absorb the cultivation of cultivators are actually more terrifying than those of the magic cultivators. The few great masters who were fortunate to survive were quickly sucked up by him, and when they lifted their feet, they turned into smoke and dissipated.

"This method is not a righteous method, it should be a magic method." The stunning woman suddenly spoke up.

"Fairy, are you sure?"

"I'm sure, the Venerable Demon Realm back then became the first Demon Cultivator to ascend to the Immortal Realm after cultivating a similar exercise."

Song Yufei felt something, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and left with a sneer.

Zhou Yun Sheng killed the last few people, flicked the shattered surface of the Kunlun Mirror, and said with a low smile, "It's finally useful, I'll use you next time."

The Kunlun mirror trembled and made a sharp hum at the same time. If the artifact spirit can communicate with people other than the master, it will hug his thigh and cry bitterly and beg to let it go.

Zhou Yun Sheng seemed to sense its mood, he laughed more and more happily, put the bronze mirror into the Qiankun ring, and flew towards the sect in hiding.

In fact, he doesn't need to be so careful. In the previous battle, he almost killed one-third of the masters in the Haotian world. His reputation has already spread throughout the cultivation world. In addition, Zong Yi and Wuji Xianzong are standing behind him. Never dare to provoke him rashly.

It wasn't until he entered the realm of Wuji Immortal Sect that he encountered a Five Tribulations Loose Immortal who came to capture the treasure again.

Sanxian unleashed his most powerful supernatural powers without saying a word. Netherworld hellfire surrounded Zhou Yunsheng, but Zong Yi's black sword light attached to Zhou Yunsheng's body was completely smashed to pieces.

As the saying goes, taking advantage of someone's illness can kill you. Seeing that Sanxian was severely injured by the sword light, Zhou Yunsheng turned into a mist and floated around him like a ghost. He inserted his hands into his dantian and Zifu, and the black vortex in his body absorbed his spiritual power and energy. soul. The powerful Primordial Spirit of Sanxian entered the black hole uncontrollably, and was twisted into energy fragments to be absorbed. This was the magical effect of the black vortex that Zhou Yun Sheng had just discovered. It was faster than drinking pills to improve his cultivation, and there were no sequelae.

In just a few breaths, the Five Tribulations Loose Immortal, who was once all-powerful, was only left with an empty skin. Zhou Yun Sheng threw off his skin and looked up, but saw the real person Chi Xiao, the elders, and the peak master standing on the high steps looking down at him.

He took a few steps forward to salute the elders, and was about to fly towards Fen Jifeng, but was stopped by the real person Chixiao, "Fang Xinghai, what kind of exercise are you practicing?"

"It's the "Mist Dissolving Technique" created by me."

"Oh? I don't think it's the Wuling Root Cultivation Technique, but it looks like the "Huntian Refining the Devil Heart Sutra" cultivated by Demon Venerable tens of thousands of years ago." An elder said slowly.

When the rest of the people heard this, they all showed expressions of horror and hatred.

Back then, the Demon Venerable slaughtered at least hundreds of thousands of righteous masters in order to cultivate this technique, and used their lifelong cultivation for his own use, and finally ascended smoothly under the curse of the major immortal sects. How can they not hate this behavior?

Zhou Yun Sheng raised his eyebrows, knowing that he would not be able to be kind today, either by being killed by these sanctimonious cultivators and stealing treasures, or by killing a bloody path, and from now on, he would be incompatible with Wuji Xianzong.

Fortunately, the black stone in the dantian has absorbed another nine-nine catastrophe, and it should be able to help him escape smoothly. The Lord God planned to kill himself, but he helped him one after another, fearing that he would vomit blood. Thinking like this, his emaciated body instantly turned into mist, shrouding the place.