Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 812 Short-lived Demon Cult, Overcoming Tribulation Experience

More than 100 years is a long time to say, but it is not worth mentioning to high-level creatures, or a super power.

The head-on battle between the Zhixian Sword Sect and the Tusha Clan lasted for more than ten thousand years.

It's just less than half of the lifespan of a monk who refines the void!

Jianzong had always been at a disadvantage.

Suddenly turning from defense to offense, taking back a fairy city, made Chen Ping doubt the authenticity of the information.

"Sky Flame City is bordered by the territory of the Supreme Immortal Sword Sect, and this news was peddled by the Thousand Machine Demon Sect, so there is a high probability that it is not a fake."

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes, and muttered: "It seems that this seat has made great contributions, and has made great contributions!"

A dark smile spread across his face.

The Impermanence Bridge, the sacred weapon of the Tusha tribe, can intercept the creatures in the teleportation formation.

Now that the Wuchang Bridge has fallen into a deep sleep, the sect can quickly support it, achieving the effect of a surprise attack.

Therefore, Jianzong's victory is closely related to him.

"Forget it, I am living a very nourishing life now!"

Lying back, Chen Ping leaned on a flawless white skeleton and stretched out his feet comfortably.

During the years in Tianyan Immortal City, he went deep and simple.

He seldom contacts fellow daoists from various forces inside and outside the city.

But Naihe often has unsightly people bothering the door.

He is naturally not used to provocative people.

The annihilation of several demon cultivators around Tianyan Immortal City is a clear proof.

Over time, most of the cultivators in the city knew that the people who lived in No. 220 and No. [-] cave of "Moku Ridge" were not easy to mess with.

There is no power behind Lianxu to sit in charge, so he no longer dares to take the idea of ​​the owner of the cave easily.

Holding a glass of blood-red spirit wine, Chen Ping drank it without frowning.

This kind of wine has a strong smell, but it is smelted with the blood of living beings.

It is especially suitable for blood monks to comprehend the skills.

Chen Ping did as the Romans did, and bought ten altars in one go.

"However, looting the God Transformation Demon Cultivator really can't complete the primitive accumulation!"

He smiled helplessly.

Over the years, he has slaughtered at least thirty of his peers.

But the fairy crystals in hand are less than two hundred!
Not to mention the eighth-order ore and other star treasures, there is no one at all.

After all, the level of cultivation in Tianyan Immortal City is too low.

Including the two patriarchs of the Thousand Machine Demon Sect, there are no more than four seventh-order people who have been wandering around for a long time!
It is much weaker than Tianya City that Chen Ping had just ascended to.

But it is also a normal phenomenon.

After all, Tianya City is on the border with the Tusha Tribe.

It has attracted powerful people from all walks of life to seize foreign resources.

……

On this day, outside Tianyan Immortal City, a mass of dark magic light flew rapidly.

"Whoosh!"

At the same time, thousands of miles away, a drop of blood the size of a fist flew head-on.

A frightened face loomed among them.

"Fellow Daoist, save me, Lei Mou knows the news about a secret realm, it will definitely satisfy you!"

A sense of surprise and surprise diffused from the blood beads.

It seems to have grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Is it?"

Suddenly, the group of dark magic light paused, stretched out a palm covered with magic patterns, and grabbed the drop of blood in his hand.

"Your Excellency is too reckless for daring to obstruct the actions of the Chihuang Sect!"

The next moment, a black-robed monk surrounded him from all directions.

Three men and one woman, all of them are in the mid-to-late stage of transforming gods.

What they have in common is that the faces of the four of them all flashed a look of looking at the dead.

"The Crimson Cult? It's unheard of, is it a newly established demon sect?"

Even when surrounded, people in the black light are not afraid.

Stepping out, the black mist surrounding his face receded to the sides.

A young man with handsome features appeared.

"Old Devil Li in Tianyan City!"

"Oops, come across a hard idea, withdraw!"

Seeing the true face of the person coming, the expressions of the four demon cultivators suddenly changed, and they shot in all directions at the same time.

Obviously, Li Laomo's name is frightening.

"Poor acting..."

The young man shook his head calmly, and suddenly pressed his arms hard into the air.

Two extremely powerful tornadoes rolled up out of thin air.

A handsome young man in a blood robe dragged out abruptly from the surrounding area, and his mana fluctuations were clearly the peak of transforming gods.

The moment he was forced to show up, the youth in Chinese clothes was shocked, and shouted loudly: "Blood Demon Formation!"

As soon as the voice fell behind, the original four Huashen returned immediately.

But the strange thing is that as soon as the four of them raised a small purple flag in their hands, the expressions in their eyes disappeared, and they became like a walking dead.

"You... are you a Void Refining cultivator?"

Seeing this scene, the youth in Chinese clothes could no longer suppress the panic in his heart, and leaped into a cloud of blood.

Then he drove Xue Dun and rushed out like a shooting star, and he was about to leave the coverage of his spiritual consciousness in the blink of an eye!

Staring at the blood cloud coldly, the young man waved his hand lightly.

A fuzzy ladder appeared in the sky.

With two steps and one step, he chased thousands of miles.

A black bead rolled down from the sleeve robe and shot directly into the blood cloud.

"Sword pill!"

The young man in Chinese clothes froze in panic and then threw away the things in his hand.

A golden skull grew larger in the wind, and a huge mouth actually contained the sword pill in one gulp.

It seems that it can't move any further.

However, in less than half a breath, the skull screamed suddenly.

The next moment, this Heaven-reaching Magic Treasure was instantly torn apart.

Jianwan, which was full of lifeless energy, pressed down without a pause, and shot past the dantian of the youth in Chinese clothes.

At the same time, a villain full of fear was sucked out by a suction force, and hung under the palm of the young man!

"Junior Shao Qing, Shao Daozun is the grandfather of this junior, Senior Li is merciful!"

The spirit of the young man in fancy clothes struggled desperately, filled with fear.

"Strange, when did Li offend Old Devil Shao?"

Hearing this, the young man murmured to himself.

Then with a pinch of five fingers, "Kacha" "Kacha" unceremoniously crushed Shao Qing's soul to pieces.

Then, I saw him throwing a jade bottle and muttering words.

In an instant, the five corpses of Huashen melted into blood at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, like a river returning to the sea, it is involved in the jade bottle.

"Sen Luo Xianshou, one of the secret techniques of the Death Profound Technique, has been cultivated to the Dacheng state. After the Great Perfection, this technique can be further refined."

"And to refine Sen Luo Immortal Hands, you need to sacrifice countless life spirits."

"This group of evil cultivators who do all kinds of evil have sent themselves to the door, which is just perfect."

Unfolding the plan in his heart, Chen Ping suddenly sneered.

On the site of the Supreme Immortal Sword Sect, he dared not collect the energy of life unscrupulously.

But in the scope of the Demon Sect, there is no need to worry too much.

The soul of a cultivator of Huashen is comparable to a hundred thousand ordinary souls.

Harvesting five heads at once is simply a windfall!

"Senior, please spare me. This junior is forced by Shao Qing, so I have no intention of murdering senior at all."

In the blood beads, a consciousness trembled.

The Crimson Cult has only been established for three months, and it was defeated in the first operation.

Even the sect master Shao Qing is vulnerable!
This Old Demon Li is obviously a Void Refining Cultivator with a hidden realm.

"Noisy."

With a faint hum, Chen Ping's eyes froze, and the consciousness in the blood screamed and turned into nothingness.

At the same time, a piece of memory was sent back to the Sea of ​​Consciousness through soul searching.

Sure enough, the Crimson Sect that besieged him was a new force.

That Shao Qing, who was at the peak of God Transformation, was the sect master.

And the first big fish chosen by the Chihuang Sect was actually him with a rather vicious reputation.

The blood beads are also incarnated by the disciples of Chihuang Sect.

Originally, the blood bead was used as the eye of the blood demon formation, and it could cooperate with the formation flag to trap creatures unexpectedly.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ping's strength is no longer at the level of transforming gods!
As a result, the Crimson Sect was annihilated in ashes within a day.

The world of Moxiu is so pure.

Killing and being killed are happening all the time.

"The tide of beasts in the Qingjun Demon Realm is about to sweep through the Heavenly Demon Dao Sect, no wonder Shao Laomo's grandson can't wait to form a force!"

Chen Ping's pupils shrank, revealing a little excitement.

Time and stars, the Tusha tribe, the human race, and the monster race are powerful.

Tusha tribe, three great saints.

Human race, two great saints.

And the monster clan also has two eighth-order big monsters sitting in the town.

The main opponent of the Tusha clan is Zhixianjianzong.

As for the Heavenly Demon Dao Sect led by the Great Sage Punishing Evil, the most feared foreign enemy is one of the two super powers of the Yaozu, Qingjun Yaojing!
There are 27 cities under the command of Tianmo Daozong.

Half of the border area is bordered by Qingjun Demon Realm.

Every thousand years or so, there will be a terrifying beast tide that sweeps across the entire region.

People in the magic way adhere to the law of the jungle.

They won't be united and watch each other like Zhixianjianzong.

Of the 27 cities of the Heavenly Demon Dao Sect, except for the most core ones, the rest of the immortal cities have been rebuilt and changed owners countless times!
The same is true for Tianyan City.

5000 years ago, under the destruction of the beast tide, the Qianji Demon Sect took the opportunity to rise and replace the old city lord to occupy the city.

In the face of this menacing beast horde, the senior executives of the Thousand Machine Demon Sect are preparing to issue a summoning order.

High-ranking monks inside and outside the city were called to help resist.

Soon after, the Thousand Chance Demon Sect will order the entire city to be sealed off and private fighting within the city will be prohibited.

Shao Qing ambushed him at the critical moment, intending to make a fortune before the ban was issued.

As for the temporary establishment of the Scarlet Cult, of course, it is for the purpose of partnering in the beast tide to maximize the benefits.

"Old Demon Shao, a casual cultivator of the demonic way, should also be invited by the Thousand Chance Demon Sect."

"After all, this person is only in the early stage of Void Refinement, and he cannot disobey Old Devil Qi's summoning order."

Grinding his short beard on his chin, Chen Ping's eyes flickered slightly.

The two ancestors of the Qianji Demon Sect, one in the early stage and one in the middle stage.

The ancestor of Qi Yan in the mid-stage of refining is the No.1 who dominates Tianyan Immortal City with a radius of a million miles!
But Chen Ping was not afraid except for being a little wary.

This kind of casual cultivator and those who came from ordinary sects lacked enough background in refining emptiness, and were at least [-]% weaker than the elders of the same rank in Jianzong.

More than 100 years ago, he was able to protect himself from being chased by a mid-level seventh-level Tu Sha, let alone today!

The spiritual power derived from the profound death technique is extremely solid and powerful.

After being promoted to the peak, Chen Ping can already hold on to more than ten moves in the mid-stage of ordinary Void Refining without worrying about running out of mana.

If old devil Shao dared to avenge his grandson, he would dare to send that old devil back to the west!
Then, he began to clean up the battlefield.

As soon as the consciousness circled around, more than a dozen storage rings and some magic treasures flew into his hands.

Most of these magical treasures are blood sacrifices.

There are countless living souls imprisoned inside to increase its power.

"Hey, I can't be a great demon cultivator after all!"

Seeing through a strangely shaped skull, Chen Ping sighed deeply.

Tens of millions of living souls are imprisoned in the inner space of this magic treasure.

Most of them are mortals, low-level monks, and second- and third-level monsters.

After deliberating for a while, Chen Ping picked up the two fingers covering Jianguang and poked hard.

The skeleton magic treasure instantly collapsed.

Countless human soul smoke slowly floated up and floated into the void.

"It's enough to stick to your heart. I don't need to deliberately move closer to a certain extreme!"

Smiling comfortably, Chen Ping rolled his backhand, turning into a layer of black mist and disappearing on the spot.

……

A desolate valley tens of thousands of miles away from Tianyan Immortal City.

Under the ordinary scenery, there are many high-level puppets lurking underground.

Sitting on Yuan Yi's puppet's belly, Chen Ping suddenly opened his eyes.

"After more than [-] years of quiet comprehension, there is not much progress. The innate sword soul itself does not have supernatural powers, right?"

He muttered to himself with an ugly face.

After Jinzhu absorbed the eighth-order ore, the power of time was greatly improved.

The soul has been comprehending for a year in it, but only one day has actually passed for the outside world.

Since leaving Jianzong, Chen Ping entered the Golden Pearl several times for enlightenment.

All energy is placed on the innate sword soul.

But the outside world has spent decades, and it has not been figured out yet.

"It's still a question of kendo qualifications."

"The innate sword soul is not qualified to inherit even the great sage, so I am opportunistic, as if virtue is not worthy."

Chen Ping took a deep breath regretfully.

He can only blame himself for not being talented enough.

Therefore, he focused his attention on the Time Yin Sword Soul and Ziyang Sword Soul.

The supernatural power sects of these two sword souls have complete records.

But for one thing, it is usually calculated in thousands of years to cultivate sword soul supernatural powers from beginners to minor accomplishments.

He is about to cross the catastrophe, and he does not want to waste his life essence.

Second, exchanging the sword soul supernatural power will consume hundreds of gold yang points.

At that time, Chen Ping still imagined that the elders would give away a copy for free when they were free.

Therefore, simply don't rush to exchange it by yourself.

But now that I think about it, I feel quite regretful.

"Can't wait for the sword soul supernatural power to blast away the ninety-nine and return to one calamity."

"That grain of immeasurable elixir collected by the Thousand Chance Demon Sect must be taken!"

Chen Ping's eyes flashed with brilliance.

After staying in Tianyan Immortal City for more than 100 years, he has confirmed that Qianji Demon Sect has a ready-made Infinite Brightness Pill.

This case once displayed the elixir at the auction.

But the treasures that were not exchanged were shelved.

It coincides with the coming of the beast tide in Qingjun Demon Realm.

Then he had the opportunity to get close to the high-level executives of the Thousand Machine Demon Sect!
……

one year later.

The Thousand Machines Demon Sect suddenly announced the closure of the city.

And informed the monks in the city about the beast tide.

The high-ranking monks basically knew about it in advance, so they weren't too surprised.

But the low-level monks are all in danger, desperately buying talismans and puppets for self-defense.

Blood Flame Pavilion.

A shop directly under the Thousand Machines Demon Sect.

On this day, in a luxurious box on the top floor, Sun Junyan, the head of the Blood Flame Pavilion, was warmly entertaining a distinguished guest.

"Li Daoyou is a great talent!"

"Not only is he superb in supernatural powers, but he is also proficient in alchemy. Sun really admires him."

Sweeping the spiritual consciousness in several pill bottles on the wooden table, Sun Junyan said in admiration.

All of them are all six-grade pills with three patterns!
Although the quality is not high, Mozong doesn't like it internally.

But selling it to casual repairers can make a lot of money from it.

"Li's skills are ordinary, but the noble senior is the master of Alchemy!"

On the opposite side, a handsome young man said modestly.

This is the fourth time Chen Ping entered the Blood Flame Pavilion to sell pills.

The treasurer of this pavilion, Sun Junyan, is the true heir of the Thousand Machine Demon Sect, and his cultivation base is a little lower than him.

After knowing that he was an alchemist, Sun Junyan's attitude changed sharply, becoming extremely warm and polite.

After coming and going, the relationship between the two became relatively close.

"According to the price last time, the owner of the pavilion will directly buy it with immortal crystals!"

As he spoke, Sun Junyan shook his sleeve, and several immortal crystals fell on the table.

"Besieged by the beast tide, people are panicking. The price of pills has generally increased by as much as [-]%. The old price offered by Daoyou Sun may not be suitable."

Chen Ping frowned, and said lightly.

"Hehe, fellow Daoist Li, don't worry."

Sun Junyan blinked, and said leisurely: "Sun did take advantage of Li Daoyou, but Sun has a strong background in the sect. When resisting the beast tide, he can arrange Li Daoyou to stay in the inner city as much as possible and not go to the front line."

"You know, there are not a few Peak Transformation Gods who have fallen in the previous beast tides!"

These words were vaguely threatening.

"Then Daoyou Sun will arrange it."

After pondering for a while, Chen Ping compromised.

"Those who know the times are Junjie!"

"If fellow Daoist Li makes a contribution in the beast tide, Mr. Sun is willing to guarantee you and let you join the sect to receive a position of real power!"

Sun Junyan said with satisfaction.

So what about Old Devil Li, who has a somewhat vicious reputation these days!
On the territory of the Thousand Machines Demon Sect, not surrendering is tantamount to asking for death.

What's more, his grandfather was one of the ancestors of the sect.

The other party is probably also trying to curry favor.

Otherwise, how willing to suffer one after another.

"Magic cultivators can only do things that benefit them!"

Smiling secretly, Chen Ping flattered him a few times.

The reason he approached Sun Junyan was naturally to join the Thousand Chance Demon Sect.

With the aura of an alchemist shrouded in him, the Demon Sect must not refuse!

As for suffering, that is simply nonsense.

The three grains of pills he sells are all purified from the original pills of one grain.

Even if half of the profit was suppressed by Sun Junyan, he still made a lot of money.

"You can take the elixir purified from the Danxiantu without any scruples if you cultivate the house. You demons are cultivated. If something happens to you, don't be jealous of me."

Chen Ping's heart was extremely cold.

He found a way to make money.

Even in order not to attract attention, it is extremely cost-effective to purify only three or four lines of pills.

Earn a few pieces of fairy crystals at a time, ten times will be dozens.

It's just a process of accumulating more.

Anyway, all the cultivators of the Demon Sect deserve to die, and it doesn't matter if they are all harmed by the pill.

Of course, he still puts breaking the situation first.

Earn immortal crystals and wait for the void to be refined before slowly planning.

Moxiu is not a fool either.

Selling high-level pills in large quantities, if the strength is low, it is easy to be turned into ashes.

……

"By the way, Li Daoyou's cultivation base has reached the peak of transformation, what kind of disaster do you plan to overcome in the future?"

Suddenly, Sun Junyan said with a smile.

"Five Profound Tribulations."

"Li does not expect to go further."

Chen Ping said calmly.

"That's a pity!"

Sun Junyan showed a trace of mystery, and then took out a jade slip from his bosom.

"Ninety-nine return to one calamity experience?"

Seeing the unsealed contents of the jade slips, Chen Ping's gaze changed.

The Thousand Machines Demon Sect is just an ordinary seventh-order power, how could it sell such precious things?
"Although it's useless, but the price is only five fairy crystals, how about Li Daoyou rubbing a copy?"

Then, Sun Junyan said something that surprised Chen Ping even more.

It is true that the experience of crossing the catastrophe after ninety-nine return to one catastrophe is useless to most of the cultivators who transform into gods.

But the price of a single copy has been hovering around [-] celestial crystals.

And except for trading with superpowers, under normal circumstances, you can't buy it at all!

Why in the Thousand Machine Demon Sect, only five immortal crystals are sold?
"This tribulation experience is worthless, and it is sold in all major stores in 27 cities."

Sun Junyan touched the bridge of his nose, and then said depressedly:
"I don't know what evil has happened to those old bull noses in Zhixianjianzong. In recent years, everyone in the world has spread the precious experience of returning ninety-nine to one calamity!"

(Will not be in the water on the beast tide, just these few days, Huashen is invincible, do not delay the realm.)
(End of this chapter)