"Fifth level of true energy, kill the true essence!" This time, many old monsters showed surprise.

Yuwen Zhouyuan used one layer of Zhenqi to kill three layers of Zhenqi, and used the body of Zhenqi to kill Zhenyuan. Could it be that he had leapfrogged and killed like this all the way!

Yan Junsheng's blood shadow looked at Yu Wen Zhouyuan, with resentment in his eyes and more of fear.

"The grudge between you and me is over, let's go!" Yuwen Zhouyuan pointed his finger, and the blood shadow immediately turned into blood and dispersed, sinking into Yuwen Zhouyuan's body.

There was a flash of light on the altar, and young Yuwen Zhouyuan's figure had grown slightly taller, and his cultivation had already reached the early stage of true energy.

This time, the blood shadows of countless monks flew out of the giant pillar.

Among them, there are many real masters!

These monks all died in the hands of Yuwen Zhouyuan!

These people are exactly those from the Ten Thousand Beast Sect and the Beast Spirit Sect who are plotting against Yuwen Zhouyuan.

"Zhen Yuan killed the real person, and killed more than one real person!" More and more old monsters showed surprise.

Not all the blood shadows of the Beast Spirit Sect and the Ten Thousand Beast Sect were killed. There were quite a few killings during the time of Yuwen Zhouyuan's true essence.

There is also the Blood Lian Zhenren who captured Zhenren Zhenzhen with Zhenyuan Perfection to cultivate people and seize elixirs.

Later, there was an image of killing the true master and ancestor in the early stage of the golden elixir!

"This boy actually killed the real master when he was a real person!" Some old monsters had already expressed surprise.

"The grudges of the past can be wiped out with one stroke!" At the young man Yuwen Zhouyuan's pointer, countless blood shadows exploded into blood light and disappeared into his body.

In a flash of light, the boy Yuwen Zhouyuan has become a young man and has become a true master.

From among the giant pillars, countless true masters from the Dongzhou Divine Realm flew out, including the True Lord Ancestor!

"The true master killed the true king and slaughtered the true king's monsters! And he killed so many of them!" There were a lot of horrified gasps from around the altar.

"You guys, disperse!" At the instruction of young Yuwen Zhouyuan, countless long-gone blood shadows shattered into blood light and submerged into his body, while his evil aura became more and more serious.

The light on the altar flickered again, and Yuwen Zhouyuan had transformed into a true king.

When he was a true king, he killed countless people of his own rank and had a great reputation!

The blood shadows of strong men continued to fly out from the giant pillars, filling the sky.

"The cause and effect of the past are over today and dispersed!" Yuwen Zhouyuan flicked his sleeves fiercely, and countless blood shadows shattered into blood light, and disappeared into his body bit by bit.

The brilliance on the altar flashed again, and Yuwen Zhouyuan had reached the level of his true self.

When he was his true self, he fought bloody battles in the world and swept through all the sects!

When the blood shadows of the True King with a powerful aura walked out of the giant pillars, countless old monsters showed solemn expressions.

In the end, the altar's brilliance flashed, and Yuwen Zhouyuan returned to the true king's level!

Countless true kings and blood shadows of true emperors walked out of the giant pillars!

There are too many blood shadows, and no one can see everyone's face one by one.

"Fellow Taoists, have a good journey. From now on, we will not owe each other anything." Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the blood figures who looked either shocked or angry, his eyes always as calm as water and as cold as starlight.

"I, Yu Wen Zhouyuan, kill in my life. It has nothing to do with right or wrong. The people I kill may be innocent, but there is nothing I can do about it. There is no room for mercy in this path of cultivation! Disperse!" Yu Wen Zhouyuan raised his finger, and each of the strong men fell into pieces.

The bloody light passed away. Countless bloody lights submerged into Yuwen Zhouyuan's body.

Then the altar's brilliance flashed, and Yuwen Zhouyuan's cultivation reached the peak of the True Emperor.

Then one after another True Emperor's bloody masters flew out from the altar, including many who were in the True Emperor stage.

But a cold light flashed in Yuwen Zhou's eyes, and he shouted: "Let's disperse!" Then he raised his finger, and the blood shadows of the True Emperor and above immediately turned into fragments, and finally turned into blood and disappeared into Yu Wen Zhou Yuan's body.

True Emperor Period, True Saint Period...

All the blood shadows disappeared, Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't say anything, he just patted the storage bag, took out a wine jar, and sprinkled the fine wine under the giant pillar.

There is no sadness, only solemnity.

At this moment, Yuwen Zhouyuan was not paying homage to his enemies, but as a monk, he was paying homage to those who were fellow monks and had no choice but to die in the world of cultivation.

Then, Yuwen Zhouyuan smashed the wine jar with one palm!

Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly took a step forward, his whole body filled with evil energy, blood stained the sky red, and he slapped the giant pillar with his palm!

In an instant, 990,000 crystals lit up on the giant pillar!

At the same time, the evil energy that was more than ten times that of Yuwen Zhouyuan came out from the giant pillar, turned into a bloody giant fist, and hit Yuwen Zhouyuan's chest.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's black hair danced wildly, his eyes were like a god or a demon. He opened his mouth and swallowed the fist shadow alive without any backlash!

This is Yuwen Zhouyuan's evil spirit, this is his killing, he does not escape or avoid, he just faces it calmly!

The moment he swallowed the evil spirit and the power of the curse, the evil energy in Yuwen Zhouyuan's body surged more than ten times!

Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at it and took another picture on the giant pillar.

This time, all ten million blood crystals light up!

And a bloody treasure light suddenly rose into the sky, and then rushed into Yuwen Zhouyuan's storage bag at an extremely fast speed.

"That's it!" The middle-aged man's eyes in the void showed surprise for the first time!

Almost everyone saw the precious light, but except for the middle-aged man in the void, no one could see clearly what was in the precious light.

Others could not even perceive the level of the treasure, and could only vaguely guess that Yuwen Zhouyuan lit up the 10 million crystals on the giant pillar and received some kind of extra reward.

"Most of what this boy got is a treasure of high grade, at least a peak treasure, and maybe even an immortal treasure." Some old monsters guessed.

Yuwen Zhouyuan retracted his palm and stood quietly in front of the giant pillar. His expression remained calm, but his heart was filled with turmoil!

After walking down the altar and standing under the altar, Yu Wenzhou's soul swept across the storage bag, but his heart still couldn't calm down. The precious light that shot into the storage bag before was actually an extraordinary thing!

It was a red gold mask. The mask had a heroic appearance. The mask contained vast power and boundless magical powers!

This is a spiritual outfit, an innate spiritual outfit!

This is a spiritual outfit bred by heaven and earth and can be forged without human effort!

Only monks who are half-step true immortal or above are qualified to refine innate spiritual equipment into their bodies! Every piece of innate spiritual equipment has shocking magical powers!

Innate spiritual equipment is even rarer than innate magic weapons. If this item is exposed to the public, Yuwen Zhouyuan can imagine that old monsters who are half-step true immortals and above will come to kill for this spiritual equipment.

Compared with magic weapons, spiritual equipment has two advantages and one disadvantage.

The flaw is that most spiritual equipment are used for support, and very few spiritual equipment have strong lethality.

What are the advantages? First, using spiritual equipment does not cost any mana.

Secondly, after the level of the spiritual equipment reaches a certain level, once it recognizes its owner and is refined into the body, it cannot be snatched away. When the owner dies, the spiritual equipment will be destroyed with the owner. It is much more loyal than a magic weapon. Unlike a magic weapon, the spiritual equipment will be destroyed after the owner dies.

It can also change owners.

Obtaining this innate mask for nothing, Yuwen Zhouyuan was filled with mixed joy and sorrow.

Fortunately, this treasure is ranked among the innate ones. If it can be refined, its strength will be greatly increased.

What's worrying is that this treasure was obtained in public. There are countless powerful people present, and I don't know how many people saw that this mask was an innate spiritual device.

"If someone sees clearly that the treasure I obtained is an innate spiritual equipment, I'm afraid it won't be long before a disaster is imminent." Yuwen Zhouyuan frowned. If someone looked at this item, Yuwen Zhouyuan would rather hand it over.

This thing, I will protect myself wisely and will not offend countless old monsters who are half-step true immortal or above just for this innate spiritual equipment.

Naturally, if you can refine this spiritual outfit into your body before the old monster who is half-step true immortal or above comes to the door, you can dispel the suspicion of others.

After all, the high-level spiritual equipment that has been recognized as its master cannot be taken away.

But this is an innate spiritual equipment. Even though Yuwen Zhouyuan has reached the late stage of True Saint and has the strength of a half-step True Immortal, after all, he is not yet a half-step True Immortal, and it is difficult for such a high-level

The spiritual outfit recognizes its owner.

While he was thinking about it, an old but kind voice suddenly came into Yuwen Zhouyuan's ears. This voice was the voice of the middle-aged man in the void.

"Don't worry, little friend, I am the only one here who can clearly see the innate mask. In fact, at the moment when this treasure appears, no one but a true immortal can see it clearly. With my cultivation level, I can only barely see it.

It’s just the outline of the innate mask. Don’t worry, once you get this innate mask, it’s your chance. I won’t take the innate mask from you, nor will I let anyone take the innate mask from you. You can rest assured that you can just refine it.”

Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes changed slightly and he looked towards the void, facing the satisfied smile of the middle-aged man in the void.

At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan realized that there was a master hiding in the void, and if the master didn't make a sound, he wouldn't even feel it!

Who is this person? What is his purpose of hiding there? A series of thoughts came to Yuwen Zhouyuan's mind.

No, this man is just an afterimage, not his real body? Where is his real body? However, although Yuwen Zhouyuan discovered that this middle-aged man was just an afterimage, he found that the afterimage’s cultivation level was actually higher than half the

Bu Zhenxian was much stronger. He had a feeling that if the other party didn't want him to discover that he was an afterimage, he wouldn't be able to detect it at all with his cultivation level.

Yuwen Zhouyuan even saw the middle-aged man's appearance clearly. He was a handsome white-haired boy! Of course, this was just his appearance, not the middle-aged man's true age.

The middle-aged man is willing to let Yu Wen Zhouyuan peep at his appearance, and only Yu Wen Zhouyuan is qualified to do so.

"This person's cultivation is far superior to that of a half-step true immortal. If he wants to take away my innate spiritual equipment, he doesn't need to talk so much nonsense and make a strong move. How can I not obey? Since he said he won't take away my innate mask, he definitely won't.

Seize it. And this person can appear as an afterimage, and his cultivation level is higher than that of a half-step true immortal. He may also have an innate mask, so he may not look down on my innate mask." Yuwen Zhouyuan thought to himself.

This time, Yuwen Zhouyuan guessed wrong.

When the Blood Curse Cave was rampant across the world, every monk in the sect had an innate mask. Even the early True Emperor monks mostly had masks and spiritual equipment.

But except for the cursed saints of the past generations, no one can hold the innate mask!

This innate mask is a secret treasure and a symbol of status!

The middle-aged man did not tell Yu Wen Zhouyuan about this, and Yu Wen Zhouyuan did not know about it for the time being.

The afterimage of the middle-aged man did not tell Yuwen Zhouyuan that the last time someone was recognized by the Cursed Sea Altar and given an innate spiritual outfit was more than six million years ago.
Chapter completed!