Chapter 271 The Tao Changes Again, the Inner Demon Swears

The red snake only showed signs of resurrection, but the black tortoise was actually in a coma. At this time, it was awakened, and its dark head twisted back, biting the red snake heavily and piercing the red snake's body.

The rhythm of the Dao of the Silence circulated, and the flame pattern in the red snake's pupils was also stained with a layer of frost. Its eyes dimmed and its body froze in place.

The black tortoise still bit and wanted to freeze the red snake again. Seeing this scene, the black beetle watched silently. The black tortoise's opponent at this time was no longer the red snake, but the black beetle.

The black tortoise was just a thing derived from the Dao. How could it be compared with the extraordinary black beetle? It tried to freeze the red snake, and it also needed to freeze the flames that the black beetle had spit out before, which was a trouble.

As the master of the Golden Pill Dao Xiang, Wu Yi seemed to have become a complete spectator at this time, watching the development of the situation with cold eyes. Whether it was the red snake or the black tortoise, as things derived from the Dao, they were not something Wu Yi could resist.

In contrast, the black beetle and his fate are closely related. In addition to liking to calculate, they actually have a lot of common interests.

The cold air exhaled by the black tortoise fought endlessly with the burning fire spewed by the black beetle before. The black beetle's burning fire was small in quantity and high in quality. For a while, it was even comparable to the black tortoise.

But this fight must have a result. At the last moment when the burning fire was about to disappear, the red snake turned from death to life like a last ray of light, and spewed out the last trace of flame from its mouth.

It's just that the red snake may have been covered by frost for a long time, and even the flame has a hint of coldness. The flame is pale white. To be precise, it should be called cold flame. The coldness is accompanied by restlessness and tyranny. The black tortoise was covered by the cold flame, first becoming an ice sculpture, and then it actually fell apart.

And the red snake also exhausted the last bit of its strength and disappeared without a trace. The Daoxiang Snake entangled with the turtle actually dissipated.

Since Wu Yi entered the bead this time, the accompanying power of peeping into the world also dissipated, and the black beetle's cold face became calm.

Wu Yi felt that a layer of shackles had been removed. He looked at the two golden pills circling in his dantian and saw that there was not much change. He asked curiously: "Are the hidden dangers you mentioned the turtle and the snake?"

"Of course."

"But I think the turtle and the snake are invincible. Isn't it a pity to destroy them like this?"

The black beetle snorted coldly and said: "The turtle and the snake are the incarnation of the Tao. They are indeed invincible, but they are not your own strength. They will become an obstacle to you in the future." After a pause, the black beetle said: "Besides, have you really lost it?"

What does this mean? Wu Yi's eyes suddenly flashed with a gleam of light. With a move of his mind, the Tao image of the snake entwined with the turtle re-evolved. The meaning was much weaker, but it was completely under Wu Yi's control, so there was no need to worry about changes.

Wu Yi recalled the battle scene of the two beasts he had watched before. The two kinds of Tao rhyme flowed, and the red snake coiled on the black turtle spit out a cold flame. From a distance, it looked like an ice pillar, but if it was frozen by this cold flame, I am afraid that it would be destroyed.

The cold flame gradually dissipated, and the black turtle at the bottom had a gleaming look in its eyes, and a wave of green water came out of its mouth. It was not ice, but it was colder than ordinary ice. It was mixed with the Dao rhyme of the Great Dao of Tranquility, and the enemy's spirit and spirit would be frozen. Moreover, it was born after deduction, almost cutting off all the enemy's retreat.

These two styles can be called magical powers, and they are different from the magic skills that evolve into magical powers after practicing Taoism to the Golden Elixir Realm. These two magical powers were comprehended by Wu Yi himself, and their potential is infinite.

Seeing that Wu Yi seemed to be honing his magical powers here, the black beetle interrupted and said: "What are you going to do with the Yin objects you captured?"

Wu Yi came back to his senses and said casually: "Although the beads are Taoist tools, their spiritual power is not even as good as some magic tools, so let's increase the spiritual power of the beads."

"They are just some creations. Even if there are more than a hundred, they are not as good as a real living being." The black beetle obviously looked down on the ghost zombies Wu Yi brought in.

"Creation?"

"It should be related to a netherworld magical power, which has the effect of turning death into life. You wait and see."

Wu Yi followed the black beetle's gaze, and the red chain emerged from nothingness, piercing through the zombies and ghosts below. The zombies and ghosts that were originally majestic suddenly showed their original appearance.

Zombies are just skeletons, without a trace of flesh and blood. Those rotten meat and smelly blood are unknown. As for ghosts, they are mixed with residual souls. The chains are shaken lightly and their souls are scattered and turned into powder.

"Is it true that there are only those two people in such a huge Soul-breaking Valley?" Wu Yi couldn't believe what he saw. What is the origin of this Tianyin Sect? Just two disciples can be as powerful as thousands of troops.

Wu Yi came to the place where Mo Yinhua was suppressed. After arresting this person last time, he was busy preparing for the condensation of pills and forgot to ask about it later. Now that the black beetle has revealed the truth about zombies and ghosts, Wu Yi has to ask again.

Mo Yinhua's head was drooping, without any breath, skinny, hair and sleeves were messy, blood and essence were scattered on the chain, as if he was dead.

After Wu Yi showed his momentum, Mo Yinhua had no reaction, as if he wanted to pretend to the end. Wu Yi had to admit that this man was indeed good. It seemed that he had used a secret technique and had placed his spirit and energy in another place. The body exposed was just an empty shell.

This method deceived many people, but it could not deceive Wu Yi, who had the eyes of the netherworld. He scanned Mo Yinhua's body. In the black, there was a faint white light, which was a sign of life.

"Since you don't want this body, I will send you on your way." Dansha swallowed and spit, Wu Yi crushed Mo Yinhua's broken body into pieces, dirty blood flew, and sprinkled on the barren surface of the beads, and there were also Mo Yinhua's broken sleeves and other things around.

Wu Yi sighed and said, "Fellow Daoist is also a Jindan Zhenren, why do you despise yourself so much."

The voice was long, but there was no response.

A white smoke rose up and grabbed a piece of broken sleeve that fell on the ground, spinning at high speed, and the air made a series of explosions.

If it were an ordinary sleeve, it would have been turned into powder under Wu Yi's Dansha, but this sleeve was extremely tough and could not be crushed for a while.

Wu Yi chuckled, "Fellow Daoist, are you still unwilling to come out and see?"

The sleeve exploded, the wind blew, the ghostly air was eerie, and two hands with sharp nails grabbed Wu Yi, and the nails were extremely cold.

A cold flame gushed out, freezing the two palms for a moment, and after the palms forced back the cold flames, they found that Wu Yi in front of them had become a phantom.

Since Mo Yinhua was exposed, he simply showed his body and observed the surroundings vigilantly, but there was no trace of Wu Yi.

The swishing sound of the chain was like a ghost from the underworld, entangled with him. Mo Yinhua had no time to react and was bound by the chain again. He finally got rid of the chain, but now he was trapped again.

"You are a disciple of a big sect, but you are just a coward who dare not show your true face to others." Mo Yinhua cursed.

"You are a person from the upper realm, but you actually bully the weak." Wu Yi replied.

Mo Yinhua sensed the source of the sound and suddenly spit out three dark green poison needles from his mouth, shooting at Wu Yi in the shape of a finished product.

A wave of water blocked in front of him, and the three poison needles were blocked, and the speed dropped a lot. The poison needles finally broke through the water wave, but it was also the last gasp.

Wu Yi took it slowly, and under Mo Yinhua's murderous eyes, he said: "The magic weapon is of good quality, I accepted it," and then said: "I have some doubts and want to ask you, Taoist friends, do you have time?"

Mo Yinhua still didn't understand where he was detained? It seemed to be a secret place, and it seemed to be inside a magic weapon, but it was so dangerous.

Since there was no possibility of escape for the time being, Mo Yinhua naturally wanted to fight for the greatest benefit for himself, and he was arrogant and disdainful of Wu Yi.

Wu Yi laughed, and the whites of his eyes disappeared. His eyes were extremely deep, like an abyss. Mo Yinhua was dazed when he saw it with his peripheral vision. He immediately realized that this was a trick Wu Yi used to capture him. He kept his mind and didn't have any distracting thoughts to prevent Wu Yi from getting into his trap.

Wu Yi's foundation building cultivation was enough to make Mo Yinhua dazed. Now that he has achieved the Dan Condensation, his spiritual consciousness has increased by an unknown amount, and the power of the Netherworld Eye has increased greatly.

What's more, Mo Yinhua is now a prisoner, and his energy and spirit are constantly being extracted by the chains. He is extremely exhausted after fighting Wu Yi for a few moments.

"Stop, stop, I'll tell you, I can tell you anything you want to know." Mo Yinhua begged for mercy.

"No need, I have a more direct way." The Netherworld Dharma Eye can not only devour the soul fire of ghosts, but also the souls of living beings. It takes a while to analyze and get their memories, but if it is not handled properly, it may be damaged.

Mo Yinhua was extremely horrified. Through Wu Yi's deep pupils, he seemed to see a black figure with a bloody mouth, salivating over his soul that was about to be extracted from his body.

Wu Yi's attitude calmed Mo Yinhua down. While resisting the extraction of his soul by the Netherworld Dharma Eye, he said: "Daoyou, please slow down. I want to sign a law contract with you and serve you as my master."

But Wu Yi seemed not to hear it. Seeing that he could not hold on for much longer, Mo Yinhua suppressed his temper and repeated it with cold sweat.

Finally, Wu Yi replied, "The contracts are complicated, who knows if they are binding, this method is not feasible."

"What do you want to do?"

Wu Yi said: "Of course, the heart demon oath is the most reliable." For the demon cultivators, blood oaths are not trustworthy. Changing bodies is a common thing for this generation, but the heart demon is the nightmare of most cultivators and is the most common.

Mo Yinhua turned his head and said: "The heart demon is cunning. Even if you keep your oath, you will be swallowed by the heart demon. Besides, how can we cultivators be bound by ghosts?"

He said again: "Even if I destroy my true spirit and cut off the chance of reincarnation, I will never sign a heart demon contract."

"Fellow Daoist, don't you think too highly of yourself? Let's take a look at what those are." Wu Yi handed the zombie ghosts he brought into the beads to Mo Yinhua for him to see.

Mo Yinhua was trapped in the bead, not knowing that Mo Yinzhi had died. He thought that Wu Yi had also captured his brother. His brother also understood what he knew. If Wu Yi killed him as a warning to others, his brother might not remain silent.

After holding on for a few more moments, Mo Yinhua finally made up his mind. He forced out a trace of true meaning from his soul, and then transformed a trace of blood from his heart. He recited the spell and swore a great oath to the demon. The content was nothing more than obeying Wu Yi as the master and not disobeying him. He just added a sentence at the end that he must not hurt Mo Yinhua.

Wu Yi allowed the great oath to enter the sea of ​​consciousness. The spell was now complete. A sense of induction was born. When Wu Yi had the intention to kill Mo Yinhua in his heart, a faint gaze looked at him from an inexplicable place, restricting his behavior.

"The True Demon of Jiuxu."

Asking for the names of the two great magical powers

Cold Flame: emitted by the Daoxiang Red Snake, containing the Dao rhyme of the Great Dao of Movement

Water waves: Emitted by the black tortoise, the image of Tao, contain the rhythm of the great Dao of tranquility.

I hope everyone can consider it from two perspectives: free translation and literal translation. Free translation does not seek to point out the characteristics of magical powers, but only to have the meaning.