Chapter 629: This hatred, I, Luo Chen, have never forgotten

"Soul, return!!!"

The shouting echoed continuously on the vast and boundless Gobi Desert, and the brown-robed Daoist's throat seemed to be about to go hoarse.

The urgent bell sound spread across a thousand miles like a soul-summoning sound.

When the dragon head appeared in the black clouds pressing down on the sky, the Daoist's eyes shone with brilliance.

He roared low.

"Raise the banner!"

The other two companions didn't hesitate and injected magic power into the white long banner in front of them.

Instantly, the banner fluttered, rolling the wind and clouds.

The black clouds in the sky seemed to be pulled by it, and began to sway.

With the change of wind and clouds, a cyan light retreated quietly.

Before long, Tianxuan met the rushing Luo Chen and the other two.

"Master!"

"You've worked hard."

Luo Chen nodded, patted the spirit beast bag at his waist, and Tianxuan drilled into it obediently.

The Master of Moyun Cave and Tai Sui couldn't help but look at that bag again.

Being able to let a "transformed" demon cultivator run errands for oneself is much more convenient than ordinary third-tier spirit pets.

Not to mention anything else, just the wisdom part, there is a world of difference.

After putting away Tianxuan, Luo Chen got up again and soon came to a place a hundred miles away from that Gobi Desert.

The urgent and strange bell sound was still entering his ears.

And their eyes were quietly watching the scene ahead, holding their breath, not even daring to breathe.

Spiritual sense transmission echoed between them continuously.

"What are they doing?" Tai Sui asked; although he knew many things about the Land of Fallen Demons, he was limited to that. In the end, he was communicative from the beginning in this world, and his knowledge of some means from the outside world was limited to the knowledge of the original owner of the body, Ding Yi.

"It seems to be... summoning souls?" The Master of Moyun Cave watched for a long time, and finally his gaze fell on the white banner. "Building an altar with stones, leading the way with golden bells, chanting gods with true words, and summoning souls with banners; this is the most orthodox soul-summoning technique of the Yuanmo Sect back then, even better than the shallow soul-summoning method of family disciples."

Tai Sui was surprised. "Cave Master, you know this so well. Could it be that you are also proficient in this method?"

The Master of Moyun Cave shook his head. "That's not it, but when I had a thin reputation in the casting Dao back then, I once helped a Yuanmo Sect Foundation Establishment cultivator repair a soul-summoning banner. That person was fighting with his junior brother in the depths of the Demon Sea, but his junior brother unfortunately..."

Perhaps because the soul-summoning at the altar ahead was progressing slowly, the Master of Moyun Cave simply talked about some past events.

Luo Chen didn't interrupt the other party either; knowing more about the other party's behavior had a certain reference value for the subsequent actions.

He wasn't completely ignorant of the so-called soul-summoning.

Back when he was in Tianlan Immortal City, there was a shop that specifically sold something called soul-summoning incense.

It's just that after that kind of incense was lit, the souls that could be pulled could only be those of blood-related relatives, and the efficacy was difficult to estimate; whether it could really summon the souls of clansmen was also a matter of two opinions.

Unlike now... Luo Chen's gaze fell on the dragon-head soul in the clouds.

"That soul-summoning back then was only performed by a Yuanmo Sect Foundation Establishment disciple, and the power was very average. Unlike now, being able to make such a big commotion."

The Master of Moyun Cave sighed and also cast his gaze toward the dragon-shaped soul struggling and twisting in the black clouds.

"This soul is extremely strong; even if the will is scattered, just the level of the soul itself brings me great pressure. When alive, I don't know what the realm was?"

Tai Sui stared for a long time, and his brows gradually wrinkled.

Continuous memory searching made his head ache.

After a few breaths, he spat out two words.

"Soul Transformation!"

Luo Chen was horrified, and the Master of Moyun Cave also had his pupils dilated.

"How is it possible? A Soul Transformation powerhouse, even if dead, how can the soul be forcibly summoned by mere three Golden Core cultivators!"

"Tai Sui, don't be alarmed; this soul is strong, but where is it so terrifying?"

Tai Sui said uncertainly: "It should be correct; it now looks like it only has the Nascent Soul level, but its essence is indeed a Soul Transformation soul. This feeling is like... the difference between this residual thought of mine and the main body."

Hearing this, Luo Chen and the Master of Moyun Cave looked at each other.

Especially the latter, who had already subconsciously backed away.

Tai Sui noticed this small action and comforted them: "Don't panic, this residual soul has been dead for at least thousands or tens of thousands of years, and it has long since lost consciousness. Even this soul body seems to be forcibly condensed by the great power of heaven and earth by a powerhouse."

Seeing that the two didn't believe him, he shook his head.

"I can feel the ancient aura on it; it is by no means a creature of this era. According to my speculation, it is either a loser of the ancient war or an ancient existence; the decaying death intent is too obvious."

"However, such a thing shouldn't be something that ordinary Golden Core cultivators dare to provoke, right?"

Speaking to the end, a look of confusion also appeared on Tai Sui's face.

The Master of Moyun Cave stopped his backing footsteps and looked curiously at the three Golden Core cultivators. "Who are they, why are they building an altar here to summon souls, as if they were deliberately aiming for this thing?"

While they were curious, Luo Chen spoke.

"They are people of the Demon Luo Flow."

"Demon Luo Flow?"

"Hmm? Demon Lord, do you know them?"

Luo Chen's expression was complex, looking at the brown-robed Daoist on the altar who was constantly shaking the bell and shouting loudly.

Wu Qi!

Island Master of Witch God Island.

At the same time, he was also a capable subordinate under Flow Master Blood Nightmare of the Demon Luo Flow.

The last time they met was at the Feileng City auction, when Wu Qi was only at the sixth-layer Golden Core realm.

Seeing him again now, he had already crossed the mid-stage Golden Core and reached the late-stage realm, and his magic power was vigorous, looking like he was not far from the eighth-layer Golden Core.

And the two people beside him, Luo Chen had also met once.

They were Eagle Demon and Hundred-Change Old Monster.

Both were famous late-stage Golden Core great cultivators in the Demon Luo Flow!

After Luo Chen explained a little, Tai Sui's face changed greatly.

"If according to what you said, these three people belong to the subordinates of Blood Nightmare Demon Luo, First Flow Master, and Rending Heaven Flow Master respectively. Then does the arrival of the three of them also mean that the three major Flow Masters of the Demon Luo Flow have come to the Land of Fallen Demons?"

The Master of Moyun Cave suddenly realized. "This makes sense. That Blood Nightmare Demon Luo is a Yuanmo Sect Nascent Soul True Person, mastering the most orthodox soul-summoning technique, and then passed it to... No, isn't Blood Nightmare Demon Luo a True Person of the Blood Sea lineage?"

The three lineages of the Yuanmo Sect do not belong to each other, and their cultivation methods are clearly distinct.

Powerhouses of the Blood Sea lineage usually wouldn't practice the powerful moves of the Soul Refining lineage.

And soul-summoning, soul-refining, and these means are clearly of the Soul Refining lineage.

Luo Chen's expression was gloomy, and he didn't answer their questions.

At this moment, he only had one thought in his heart.

Blood Nightmare Demon Luo has also come to the Land of Fallen Demons!

He and he have a grudge!

He first brushed off the other party's face, refused the recruitment, and together with Han Zhan, used soul-technique to attack the other party's avatar, He Yuan.

Blood Nightmare Demon Luo isn't a generous person either, later directly ordering the Baizao Mountain Master to hunt him down for decades.

For a True Person, this might just be a casual sentence.

But for Luo Chen, if he hadn't had the Profound Dust Armor he painstakingly refined, I fear he would have fallen on Seven-Star Island long ago.

This hatred, Luo Chen didn't mention a word usually, but he remembered it clearly in his heart.

Now, Wu Qi and the three are performing rituals here; is Blood Nightmare Demon Luo also here?

Luo Chen looked out into the distance, seeing no trace of people, only the sky full of yellow sand and heavy black clouds.

"Senior, please search for me!"

"Hmm."

Luo Chen requested, and Han Zhan responded.

Even if this place had great suppression on spiritual sense, what Han Zhan was proficient in was the Soul Refining method, and the distance his spiritual sense could reach was still far beyond that of Golden Core cultivators.

After a short search, Han Zhan's response came.

"No other Nascent Soul powerhouses seen, but..."

Luo Chen just breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was lifted again.

"But what?"

"There will be changes here, be careful."

"Hmm?"

Luo Chen was about to speak when he heard a deafening dragon roar from afar.

"Look!" The Master of Moyun Cave exclaimed.

Luo Chen looked over; in the clouds, the dragon soul phantom began to struggle frantically.

On the ground, the white banner clearly showed signs of not being able to hold on.

Just at this time, Eagle Demon and Hundred-Change Old Monster, who were controlling the banner, took out earthy-yellow rhombus crystals from their storage bags without panic.

They smashed the crystals and threw them into the white banner.

With a large amount of crystals thrown in, the trembling of the white banner gradually calmed down.

And looking at those crystals, the Master of Moyun Cave glanced at Luo Chen intentionally or unintentionally.

Tai Sui was more direct.

"Demon Lord, you collected these crystals everywhere before; could it be that you also noticed the abnormality?"

"Yes, you also specifically asked me before if the stone monsters that produced these crystals were spirits enlightened by the Demon Monarch of Refining Heaven."

"Looking at it now, you noticed the impropriety a step earlier than us!"

Luo Chen narrowed his eyes.

He did notice the difference between the stone monsters and those strange beasts before.

Those strange beasts were all incomplete, with incomplete soul bodies.

The stone monsters were also incomplete.

But the most essential difference between the two was that the strange beasts were divided into categories, each with different races.

However, the stone monsters had the same aura, as if they only came from one person.

And, as Black King collected more and more crystals, he could feel more and more that those crystals had signs of merging into one.

Now, looking at the action of Wu Qi and the three throwing in a large number of crystals, it undoubtedly verified his conjecture.

Even, Wu Qi and the three went a step further, directly finding the main body of the aura.

That dragon soul in the black clouds!

Now, he had no heart to be complacent about his conjecture being verified, nor did he have the intention to answer Tai Sui's question, putting all his attention on the surroundings.

What Han Zhan said about the changes here, what kind of change was it?

Sha sha sha...

Flying sand and moving stones, as calm as usual.

However, under this calm, a trace of difference appeared.

The boundary between the Gobi Desert and the Sand Sea had been completely buried by quicksand.

Waves of quicksand, like a tide, were spreading toward the Gobi Desert.

Its speed seemed slow, but it was extremely fast.

Without deliberately looking for a reference, one could hardly notice its spread.

When the living beings in this place noticed it, they were shocked to find that the Gobi Desert, which was originally ten thousand miles long, had been wrapped by an endless quicksand sea!

"Something's wrong!"

Wu Qi's soul-summoning sound stopped suddenly.

Just at this time, in the black clouds, the heaven-shaking dragon roar sounded again.

"Roar!!!"

With the explosion of the dragon roar, the Gobi Desert began to shake.

One after another, earthy-yellow rays of light tore from the dragon soul and injected into the earth.

In this shaking, the stone monster fragments originally scattered on the ground began to close up with a clatter, reorganizing into tall stone monsters.

They didn't care about Wu Qi and the three, rushing toward the quicksand sea that was surrounding them from all directions.

With their running, one after another yellow sand giants appeared in the quicksand sea.

In an instant, the stone monsters and the yellow sand giants fought together.

Between the two, there was no shouting in battle.

Colliding with each other, simple and direct.

Silently, a large number of stone monsters began to collapse.

A small number of yellow sand giants also disintegrated, revealing the core, which was one after another tiny mud people.

These mud people, without the yellow sand giants to rely on, became extremely fragile, and were swallowed by the stone monsters in one bite.

Some lucky ones threw themselves into the yellow sand again, gathering endless yellow sand to form new giants.

In a yellow sand basin.

A golden ball rolled with the wind.

Inside the golden ball, three figures were terrified.

If Tai Sui hadn't activated the yellow-skinned gourd in advance, spraying out golden sand to wrap the three, I fear they would also have been buried in the sky-filling yellow sand.

But under these rolling sand waves, Tai Sui also showed signs of being unable to support it.

"That is Tianrang!"

Tai Sui saw the appearance and fall of a small mud person through the golden sand and couldn't help but exclaim.

Subsequently, his face changed greatly.

"No, Tianrang has been alarmed; this quicksand sea has become dangerous, we must leave."

The Master of Moyun Cave was still immersed in the shock brought by the two words "Tianrang," and hearing the other party's words, he hurriedly agreed.

"Run!"

Getting the approval of his companion, Tai Sui didn't hesitate anymore, controlling the golden ball and flying out.

This movement was so great that it attracted the attention of the three Golden Core cultivators below when crossing the Gobi Desert.

"There are still others peeping?" Eagle Demon said.

"This quicksand sea is so barren, I originally thought no one was here, but didn't expect there were others." Hundred-Change Old Monster was also surprised.

Wu Qi looked at the golden ball made of golden sand, his expression heavy.

"Don't worry about others, we must seize the time to subdue the stone dragon residual soul, otherwise we can't explain it to the Flow Master!"

The Eagle Demon withdrew his gaze and looked again at the black clouds in the sky.

"But now the stone dragon residual soul is instinctively resisting entering the soul-summoning banner, and there are strong enemies attacking from outside..."

"This is good news!" Wu Qi said firmly. "That thing controlling the yellow sand is the natural enemy of the stone dragon residual soul. At this moment, the stone dragon residual soul is dispersing its power to resist the natural enemy, and its main body is greatly weakened; this is a good opportunity for us to subdue it."

"Put in more effort!"

Seeing Eagle Demon and Hundred-Change hesitating, Wu Qi's eyes turned cold.

"You can enter this Land of Fallen Demons and collect a large batch of rare resources because you obtained the help of Blood Nightmare. If you can't complete this matter for him, even if Blood Nightmare doesn't hold you accountable, after going out, without his protection, do you still dare to face your respective Flow Masters?"

Eagle Demon and Hundred-Change looked at each other.

The First Flow Master and Rending Heaven Flow Master they had relied on before were not good people.

If Blood Nightmare Flow Master didn't protect them later, the consequences could be imagined.

"Listen to me, complete the mission with all your strength! At that time, Blood Nightmare will bestow the Yuanmo Sect's Nascent Soul advancement method, and you and I will all have hope for the Nascent Soul Dao. If we are lucky enough to succeed, then we will be the thirteenth Flow Master, fourteenth, fifteenth Flow Master after the twelve Flow Masters of the Demon Luo Flow; what is there to fear from First and Rending Heaven!"

Wu Qi shouted sharply.

Even, not only urging with words, but also setting an example.

He bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the bell in his hand.

Instantly, the bell sound was great, and the dragon soul in the high sky was hit hard.

Eagle Demon and Hundred-Change saw this and didn't hesitate anymore, each squeezing out essence blood to increase the power of the soul-summoning banner.

A terrifying suction force came from the soul-summoning banner, and the dragon soul in the sky was suddenly tottering.

And without the dragon soul's support, the number of stone monsters rushing forward also began to gradually decrease.

Replacing them was rolling yellow sand, covering the sky and earth!

Wu Qi rarely revealed ruthlessness in his eyes.

He wanted to take chestnuts from the fire and subdue the stone dragon residual soul before the sand sea surrounded them!

A golden light broke through the clouds and mist.

The golden light was a golden ball, and the formation of the golden ball was the golden sand continuously sprayed out by a gourd inside.

Inside the golden ball, the three felt relieved.

"Sure enough, that thing controlling the yellow sand didn't target us." The Master of Moyun Cave breathed a sigh of relief.

Tai Sui revealed a look of confusion. "Strange, Tianrang has been sleeping for thousands of years, and even when Yuanmo Sect Nascent Soul True Persons came here to explore, he avoided them; this time, why did he show up voluntarily and make such a big fuss."

In his ear, an inquiry came.

"Is that Tianrang?"

Tai Sui looked at Luo Chen and nodded slightly. "That's right, that is indeed Tianrang. I said before that the quicksand sea has an owner, and his name is Tianrang."

Luo Chen revealed a thoughtful look.

The Master of Moyun Cave was curious. "What is Tianrang's grade? Compared to your main body, who is stronger and who is weaker?"

Hearing this question, Tai Sui revealed a look of displeasure.

"My kind is different from cultivators and demon beasts; we are communicative spirits, and even if our realm is the same as practitioners, our means are lacking. Tianrang and I are both fifth-tier existences; who is stronger and who is weaker is not the point, it depends more on the geographical advantage."

"If in the quicksand sea, he is strong. If in my original territory, I am naturally better."

"However, Tianrang is a man-made object, a hybrid, with innate defects. If my main body can be freed, I have several ways to kill it!"

When he said this, he was full of confidence, seemingly very unhappy that the Master of Moyun Cave compared Tianrang to him.

Especially, his main body was a wood-attribute spiritual plant, which innately restrained earth-system spirits.

"Forget it, don't worry about it; after taking the Five-Element Lotus Platform for Qingyang, go to that Fallen Demon Abyss to unlock the restriction for my main body."

After speaking, he increased his magic power and was about to take the two away from the quicksand sea.

But just at this time, Tai Sui looked at Luo Chen in confusion.

"Qingyang Demon Lord, what are you doing?"

A large hand pressed against the inner wall of the golden ball.

Cyan flames sprayed, burning a hole silently.

Luo Chen said with a fake smile: "You go first, I'll be there later!"

After speaking, his figure moved, and he flew out directly from the hole.

Behind him, Tai Sui and the Master of Moyun Cave were both stunned.

Golden sand flowed backward, drilling into the gourd mouth.

The two appeared under the blue sky, looking at Luo Chen's back.

The other party was like an arrow off the string, decisive and incomparable, rushing into the rolling quicksand sea in one breath.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 630 =====