The mortal self is the spiritual root of heaven

Chapter 340: The Eight-Spirit Ruler of the Tongtian Spiritual Treasure is in hand!
Not long after Han Li entered the Demon Suppression Tower, the voice of his weapon spirit Silver Moon rang in his ears.

"Master, I don't know why. As soon as I entered this hall, I felt something was wrong. It seemed like something was calling me here. This thing seemed very familiar, and seemed to be related to something before I lost my memory." Yinyue said hesitantly.

"Is there something calling for you?" Han Li was startled when he heard this.

"Yes, I vaguely feel that if I miss this opportunity, I might lose the chance to recover all my memories." There was a rare hint of pleading in Yinyue's voice.

Han Li fell silent. After a while, he suddenly chuckled and said in a seemingly relaxed tone.

"Since you said so, let's go and take a look."

"Thank you, master, for fulfilling the task!" Yinyue replied with great joy when she heard Han Li's answer.

Then, Han Li galloped towards the place that summoned the Silver Moon with all his strength.

Stepping onto the ground again, what appeared in front of Zhou Xun and the others was a chaotic scene.

In the sky, magic weapons of flying swords danced all over the sky, bursts of spiritual light everywhere, and escaping light flew flying.

The eldest elder of the Ye family, the big-headed weirdo of the Ye family, Han Li and others are all here. In addition, there are several figures who are quite unfamiliar to Zhou Xun.

One of the figures, although his cultivation base was in the early stage of Yuanying, Ye Changsheng immediately discovered the huge corpse aura hidden in his body.

Most likely it was the ten thousand year corpse bear disguised as a human monk.

In this small space, several great monks gathered at the same time.

This group of people is currently fighting around a palace, and above the palace, there is a strange green wooden ruler floating, emitting a light green aura.

After each turn of the wooden ruler, countless lotus flowers suddenly appeared nearby, floating slowly, seemingly real or fake.

And among these lotus flowers, there are also eight phantoms of spirit beasts of different sizes, looming, raising their heads to this ruler and making clear sounds, as if they are worshiping this ruler.

"Eight Spirit Ruler!"

Seeing this treasure, the beautiful junior sister, a middle-aged woman, couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

This is a Lingbao, and it is a serious Tongtian Lingbao. It cannot be compared with those imitations.

As soon as Zhou Xun and the others appeared, those who were fighting for the Eight Spirit Rulers immediately stopped. They looked at the three people who were suddenly teleported with some surprise and some fear.

A great monk in the late Yuanying period, one in the middle period, and one in the early stage, this is an extremely powerful force.

Not to mention, Zhou Xun's demeanor in blocking the door just now, but what caught their eyes was definitely not an ordinary late Nascent Soul cultivator.

According to their estimation, even among the many Nascent Soul monks in the entire Great Jin Immortal World, they can rank among the top three.

This level of strength is definitely above all of them.

Even that old devil secretly thought that he had a greater chance of losing against Zhou Xun.

In the eyes of everyone present, only the monks from the Ye family could compete with Zhou Xun.

However, something is wrong with the current situation of the Ye family. The big-headed man and the Confucian scholar did not join forces, but instead confronted each other faintly.

"Ye Yuesheng! Isn't he dead according to rumors?" The beautiful middle-aged woman from Huaxian Sect said in shock when she saw the big-headed weirdo turned her head and saw his face clearly.

"Ye Yuesheng feigned death to escape the eyes and ears of the Orthodox Demon Sect. He has been developing in secret all these years, and he has cultivated to the late Yuanying stage. But for some reason, the two of the Ye family seem to have fallen out!" A voice came from came from the side.

"I didn't expect you, Mrs. Lian Mu, to come. Our Immortal Transformation Sect is the most mysterious sect in the Jin Dynasty!" the voice continued.

The middle-aged beautiful woman of Huaxianzong, Mrs. Mu, turned her head and was a little shocked when she saw the human monk who spoke.

"Master Sisan, it's you?" Mrs. Mu frowned slightly. The reputation of Master Sisan in the Jin Dynasty was in disgrace.She instinctively did not want to have anything to do with this person, and there was a hint of coldness in her voice.

"Scatter the real people around!"

Zhou Xun heard this and looked at the man, but he knew that the so-called "Master Si San"'s true identity was Master Xiong, one of the two great monks in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

The remains of the Yuanying monks that Zhou Xun and others saw before were caused by this person.

When the big-headed weirdo saw Master Xiong appear, his heart sank, knowing that if he didn't take action, he would have no chance to complete the task assigned to him by Yuan Cha.

So, he rushed towards the palace in a ruthless manner.

But when the middle-aged Confucian scholar was about to stop him, he was distracted by the strong wind coming from behind.

And those who attacked him turned out to be the other two elders of the Ye family.

"You guys!" When the middle-aged Confucian scholar saw this scene, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

"Third brother, don't blame us. We don't have long to live, and we want to continue living!" One of the two elders, a beautiful woman wearing a Taoist robe, said with a faint look of shame on her face.

"Okay, okay! I don't know what kind of promise he made to you to make you betray the Ye family, but do you really think that the promise made to you by the ancient demon will really be fulfilled?" Ru was very angry. Laughing back, asked coldly.

"We didn't betray the Ye family, we chose the road to lead the Ye family to glory!" Another Ye family elder said with a trace of fanaticism on his face.

"Stop talking nonsense, follow me in and kill that demon soul!"

As the big-headed man said, he immediately fled towards the palace, and the two elders of the Ye family followed closely behind.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Confucian scholar immediately chased after him.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Xun waved his hand, and 72 fire seeds flew out instantly.

Immediately after turning one into four, 360 groups of real fire instantly occupied the entire space on the eighth floor.

It is the Red Flame True Fire Formation.

Since Zhou Xun advanced to the late Nascent Soul stage and the Red Flame True Gourd transformed again in Hell, his fire has become more agile.

Now Zhou Xun can arrange this magic circle almost instantly with just a thought.

Then, just as the formation was completed, Zhou Xun flashed and appeared next to the Eight Spiritual Rulers.

Then he grabbed the Eight Spiritual Rulers and put them into his storage bag.

The Eight-Spirit Ruler of Tongtian Lingbao fell into Zhou Xun's hands so easily.

Seeing the Eight Spirit Rulers being taken away by Zhou Xun, the remaining people on the field stared angrily, while Han Li and the two women from the Immortal Transformation Sect had wry smiles on their faces.

Zhou Xun was Han Li's close friend, so it was naturally impossible for him to snatch it away. He couldn't snatch it away either. He was extremely clear about Zhou Xun's strength.

As for the two girls from Huaxian Sect, their own strength is low and they dare not have other ideas.

But Gan Laomo was different. Although he knew that Zhou Xun was powerful, the Eight Spirit Ruler was a legendary spiritual treasure that reached the sky.

He just let it go, no matter how willing he was, so he was ready to take action.

Unexpectedly, before he could raise his magic power, suddenly an astonishing amount of spiritual pressure shot up from the palace, followed by several screams in succession.

(End of this chapter)