Gou Cultivates Immortals at the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts

Chapter 433 Enemy Tracks

''Yun Jiezi', this vest has always been the image of an old devil outside, and even used the supernatural powers of Yan Luo Tianzi Dao several times.

The outsider Yuanying put on this vest, and it is really seamless.

"Only Nangongli from the Ruyi Gate knows that I have a second Nascent Soul, which is barely a flaw... But this woman is a smart person, and she won't talk nonsense..."

'So what if you talk nonsense?With my current strength, I am strong enough in the Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm... Losing my vest will also lose some face, but what should I do with the rest, after all, among Nascent Soul monsters, the most important thing is strength! '

Fang Xi also had to admit that he was an expert in civil wars and a layman in foreign wars. When he met a fourth-level top-rank demon cultivator, he might run away with his head in his arms. ...

Although the outcast Yuanying does not have the 'Kurong Xuanguang', he can also summon the deity to help out at any time with the skill of acting as a substitute.

"Look at how good I am to the foreigner Nascent Soul, I should obediently work as a foreigner Nascent Soul in the future."

"I'll just be a leisurely tree planter on an island..."

Fang Xi thought about it leisurely, took the green unicorn puppet away with a wave of her hand, and began to wander around on the Emerald Island.

……

Wandao Lake, the outermost area.

A wave of fleeing monks protected the mortals and finally came to the edge of the lake.

"Quick, quick! Lu Yao is not good at water... Once in the big lake, he will be safe."

A cultivator stepped on the flying sword and said loudly.

At this time, a mortal fleet from Wandao Lake has also arrived at the shore and is nervously transporting refugees.

A large number of mortals with yellow and emaciated faces, weather-stained faces, and almost completely numb from the disaster, rushed onto the building like a tide.

It wasn't until he sat down on the deck and got water again that there was barely a trace of vitality on his face.

"Grandpa, these mortals are miserable!"

In the middle of the building, a window opened, revealing the eyes of a young girl.

She was wearing an emerald green dress, with a touch of eccentricity. At this time, she looked at the boat full of refugees, but she could only feel sympathy.

"Hey... There is no way to do this. Who made this beast horde so rare in ten thousand years?"

Beside the girl was an old man, although his head was full of silver hair, he didn't look haggard, instead he was full of vitality.

Obviously, this is a foundation cultivator!
"These mortals are pretty good. With the protection of immortal cultivators, they can escape to Wandao Lake... It's miserable to die along the way."

This foundation-building old man seemed to see through the world, and looked at his granddaughter with a hint of doting in his eyes.

"That's right... thanks to Master Arowana."

The girl's eyes were full of envy and yearning: "In the future, I will also become this kind of great immortal cultivator who can protect one side and has a kind heart!"

"Asylum? Home kindness?"

The expression of the old man who established the foundation suddenly became a little strange.

He looked around, and specially arranged a sound-proof barrier before lowering his voice: "Xiaoyu, there are some truths that I don't want to tell, but in order not to let you go astray, I still have to say..."

"Grandpa, what do you want to say?"

The girl named Xiaoyu was so nervous that she could only hear her own breathing, faintly feeling that her grandfather was about to reveal a big secret.

"As immortal cultivators, selfishness is the truth. Only when we have spare energy can we help others occasionally. We must also pay attention to protecting ourselves. Don't be deceived by those people who talk sweetly and have swords in their belly..."

The old man who established the foundation earnestly said: "Although the real dragon fish king you admire is protecting one side now, he even sent his spirit beasts to patrol Wandao Lake to help us repel the beast tide... But when this real king did not succeed in the road, , do you know what kind of person he is?"

"It seems... there are really no legends, except that this True Monarch is more affectionate..." Xiaoyu murmured after recalling.

"Hey, after all, it's taboo for the venerable, but your grandfather and I have lived for many years. Before the alchemy was formed, he was already a small Qi-refining monk in Wandao Lake. Let’s go to Longyu Island!”

The old man who established the foundation was proud, and then his voice became solemn: "Zhen Jun Longyu was born as a casual cultivator. Only then did he finally go out... Later, after the foundation was established, he settled in Longyu Island again. He never went out for almost a hundred years. During this period, the outside world was turned upside down, Bai Ze Xiancheng changed hands several times, and even the relics appeared at the door of the house. The most prominent thing is a The word 'stable'! It is the ultimate golden elixir!"

"In the past few hundred years, the immortal cultivators who are more high-profile and talented than him are either dead or hopeless to break through. Only this person has condensed the golden core and the nascent soul... and now he has become the master of the Three Kingdoms! It is the word cautious... This is the secret of many immortal cultivating families and sects, today, grandpa will teach it to you, and Zhenjun Longyu is the role model for my generation of immortal cultivators!"

The old man who established the foundation spoke earnestly and sincerely.

And the girl named Xiaoyu had a shocked expression on her face: "It turns out that Zhenjun Longyu had always shrunk his head when he was young..."

"Hehe... Back then, this person did have the title of an old turtle, but he called it in private. You must not remember to spread it, otherwise, the wrath of the true king, your grandfather, this old bone, can't bear it..."

Just when the old man who established the foundation proudly stroked his beard in order to successfully educate his granddaughter.

Boom!

The hull suddenly shook!
"What happened?"

The grandfather and grandson immediately released the barrier, and when they came to the deck, they saw crocodile-like monsters in the distance on the land, like a black tide, rushing madly.

"It's an iron-clad crocodile!"

The old man who established the foundation looked ugly: "This kind of monster is amphibious, and there are even a few second-level top-rank ones among them, so it's troublesome..."

"alert!"

"Where is the Liuji Tianshui Formation? Formation Master, Formation Master!"

"Quick, let the mortals get on board first!"

For a moment, the bank was in a mess, mixed with the cries of mortals, it seemed a mess.

hoohoo!

At this moment, an undercurrent emerged from the bottom of the lake.

Accompanying it was a long dragon chant!

Whoa!

A vortex emerged, amidst countless splashes of water, a cyan dragon over ten feet long jumped out of the water.

The terrifying Longwei erupted, making those armored crocodiles scream.

Daqing roared triumphantly, and once again displayed his supernatural power of soaring through the clouds and riding the fog.

Countless water vapors in the void condensed into water knives, water guns, and water arrows... falling from midair.

puff puff!

The back of the armored crocodile, which is difficult to injure with the magic weapon of the immortal cultivator, continuously exploded various blood flowers.

In an instant, this wave of monsters was wiped out by the Daqingtuan.

"It's the spirit beast of True Monarch Dragon Fish—the third-ranked green flood dragon!"

"We are saved!"

A large number of immortal cultivators cheered immediately, while the old man who established the foundation was full of despair: "I should have thought of it, such a major operation, there must be a secret escort of the formation force... I am so stupid, really... that mere A sound-proof enchantment may not be able to stop the consciousness of a third-order monster..."

Seeing Daqing turn his head and look over, his gaze was full of mockery.

The old man couldn't help feeling remorse, and slapped himself severely...

Daqing: "..."

It actually thinks that the human race speaks very nicely, so it should talk more if it can speak, but it is pitiful that it is scared miserably by its master every day, and it is rare to hear someone from the same race as its master speak ill of him...

……

a few days later.

Emerald Isle.

Longtan.

Whoa!
Fang Xi opened the spirit beast bag, and released a series of first- and second-level Fenglei horned pythons.

These monsters are wild and unruly, and they want to make trouble when they come out, but Daqing unleashes the coercion of the flood dragon, making them crawl on the ground, not daring to move.

The ranks of monsters are strict, and the third-rank monsters have the majesty of crushing the upper and lower ranks, not to mention that Daqing is still a third-rank green dragon!
"These wind and thunder horned pythons will be under your control from now on, don't cause trouble!"

Fang Xi originally wanted to keep the leader of the Fenglei horned python and put some pressure on Daqing, but now he can only stop thinking and start trying to breed, and then said to Daqing: "Let your group of green water wing snakes come out to see you See you, lest you don't know each other in the future, and beat each other to death..."

"This time, you are lucky to get a mid-level Fenglei Horned Python inner alchemy from the Outer Daoist Nascent Soul, so let's feed it to the dog..."

With a sigh, he threw out the inner alchemy that was faintly windy and thunderous.

"Roar!"

Daqing immediately raised his head, opened his mouth wide, and swallowed the inner alchemy into his belly, the fish's eyes were full of satisfaction.

This master is still very good, next time you see that old man, just slap him to death...

"After eating the inner alchemy I gave, if you haven't advanced to the third-level middle-grade within 100 years, then roast it! No... it's better to stew it, now it's a serious 'Daqinglong soup'..."

Fang Xi rubbed her chin and said to herself.

Daqing immediately gave up, and decided to spare the old man who built the foundation...

……

Of course Fang Xi didn't know the little thoughts of her spirit beast.

Anyway, with his current powerful spiritual sense, the slavery contract formed by the other party is simply irresistible, even if he is sent to die, he can only force it, and he doesn't care much about Daqing's mood.

But suddenly, with a movement of his divine sense, it turned into a ray of blue light and came to the edge of Phoenix's Nest.

This phoenix nest is built with a third-order fire-attribute spiritual wood as the main material, and there is a "phoenix phoenix sycamore wood" in the middle. The qi of the veins and the nourishment of the soil have a tendency to thrive.

Tweet!

Accompanied by a phoenix cry, a group of blue flames descended from the sky, turning into the figure of Qing Huo Luan.

With a hint of grievance in its spirit eyes, it chirped and said something to Fang Xi, as if it was complaining.

And Fang Xi barely understood the meaning through the soul-soul connection in the slavery contract.

"You mean...there is a giant monster hiding around Wandao Lake, trying to attack you today? Fortunately, you are flying fast?"

He had previously sent Daqing and Xiaoqing to patrol Wandao Lake, and by the way, helped the immortal cultivators and refugees relocate, and fought against the beast tide. He never expected to encounter such a thing.

Fang Xi's eyes narrowed, and then she showed a gleam of joy: "I have my puppet material again!"

(End of this chapter)