Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 708 Blessed Land
Yuanhai, as the name suggests, is a vast ocean.

However, this vast ocean is not seawater, but countless space turbulences full of murderous intent.

The Abyss Sea is the ancient battlefield of the war to subdue demons. It is the place where more than a dozen shattered heavenly realms converge. The area of ​​the Abyss Sea is as large as seventy or eighty human realms, and is dozens of times larger than the Infinite Heaven in the North Sea.

The invisible spatial turbulence inside can sweep any immortal who steps into the deep sea if he is not careful.

Even if a golden bodhisattva stepped into the depths of the abyss, he would never be able to come out unscathed...

Outside the abyss, close to the billions of miles of void on the side of the North Sea Wuliangtian, the densely packed floating islands seem to be more numerous than the stars in the sky.

These islands floating in the void are large and small. The smallest one is only as big as a sampan and can only accommodate one person.
The largest floating island is a hundred miles in radius, and you can vaguely see the scattered buildings on it...

There are even some islands where stringed instruments and music can be heard.

The largest floating island has an area of ​​tens of millions of miles. It is more like a continent floating in the void than an island.

I don't know what kind of monster clan's territory this is.
The continuous mountains above the continent are filled with demonic energy, and countless demon generals are leading their demon soldiers in training.

There are tens of millions of miles around, and no one knows how many demon soldiers and generals are stationed there...

Whether it is the floating continent or those pitifully small sampans, these islands are all floating in an arc shape surrounding a void. There seems to be some invisible boundary that prevents these floating islands from crossing the line.

Sitting cross-legged on the pitifully small floating sampans were fishermen wearing armor, Taoist robes, straw raincoats, and raincoats.

These people were either monks, Taoists, Confucianists or laymen, male and female, young and old, tall and short, fat and thin, and there were all kinds of looks among them, and there were even quite a few great demons who revealed their true forms and sat there in a very realistic manner.

But no matter what they look like, they all hold fishing rods in their hands, looking at the peaceful void in front of them with a dazed look on their faces...

From time to time, fishermen would pick up their fishing rods, but most of them would end up with nothing.

There are also those lucky ones who catch "treasures" from the void in front of them!
On a floating island covering an area of ​​more than ten miles, an immortal dressed in Taoist clothes sat on a bamboo chair woven from green bamboo. He held a fishing rod in his right hand and shook it slightly. The almost transparent fishing line swayed and shuttled back and forth in the void.

In his left hand he held a large gourd that was about half a meter high. A strong aroma of wine wafted from the open mouth of the gourd.

On his left and right sides stood a young Taoist boy with a tender and handsome appearance. When he turned his head and opened his mouth, they put the washed and cut Polygonum multiflorum, golden lotus, green lotus root and other wild delicacies into his mouth.

After taking a sip of the elixir and a mouthful of the fine wine, the fishing immortal shook his head and suddenly felt his hand sink!
"Grandpa Xuanji, I got it, I caught a fish!"

The two little Taoist boys pointed at the fishing line and shouted.

While reminding the Taoist Xuanji, the two of them quickly retreated, as if they were afraid that a ferocious beast would jump out of the void and eat them.

When Taoist Xuanji saw the taut fishing line made from the silk of ten-thousand-year-old silkworms mixed with the tendons of thousand-year-old pythons, he couldn't help but let out a long laugh and stood up.

He sprayed a breath of vital energy onto the fishing rod in his hand, and the vital energy and magical power extended along the fishing rod to the fishing line that extended into the void.

After confirming that the fishing line was reinforced and no longer worried about the line being cut, Taoist Xuanji held the fishing rod with both hands and exerted force hard!
The magic power that Taoist Xuanji had cultivated for tens of thousands of years turned into strength at this moment and all acted on the fishing rod.

The fishing rod was made mainly of ancient vines and evergreen bamboo strips, supplemented with the essence of meteorite iron and star sand from the bottom of the Milky Way, and finally glued together with mermaid oil from the bottom of the sea, and steamed in the sun's true fire for 49 years, and then blessed with the ability to be of any size and to lift heavy objects with ease. The fishing rod, which was restricted by more than a dozen magical powers and spells, was bent into the shape of an arch bridge at this moment!
"Wake it up for me!"

Taoist Xuanji held the fishing rod tightly with both hands, the knotted muscles in his arms bulged, and even veins popped out on his forehead.
With a long roar that resounded through thousands of miles, under the envious, jealous and wary gazes of countless anglers around him, Taoist Xuanji leaned back suddenly, and the hook at the end of the fishing line hooked out a bamboo shoot-shaped "mountain"!
Wait until Taoist Xuanji pulls out all the peaks.

Many fishermen then saw clearly that it was not a mountain, but a huge arm!

This arm, as big as a mountain and emitting a dim yellow light, should be broken at the elbow.

The broken parts were jagged and horrible, as if they had been torn off violently.

The arms seemed to be made of brass.

The bulging tendons look like twisted dragons.

In his hand he was tightly holding a Xuanhua axe, the axe blade was shining coldly, and there was a faint dragon pattern carved on the axe.

The moment the arm was fished out, it seemed to be moved by the Taoist Xuanji's aura.

The arm suddenly swung, and the Xuanhua axe suddenly chopped forward.

A sharp cracking sound erupted in the void, and a light blade more than ten feet long slashed towards Taoist Xuanji with a sharp whistle.

Wherever the light blade passed, the void was torn into countless tiny cracks, and visible energy storms blew out from the cracks.

Taoist Xuanji exclaimed, and slapped the gourd beside him fiercely.

A flame spurted out from the mouth of the gourd, and the sticky, gelatinous flame turned into a large umbrella in front of him, protecting his body tightly.

The big umbrella made of flames was spinning rapidly, and the axe blade hit the big umbrella heavily, making a crisp sound.

The flame umbrella was indeed split into two pieces by the axe and dissipated into the air.
However, the axe blade was also offset by the surging flames, and after a slight flash of strong light, it disappeared without a trace.

Amidst the dull roar, the floating island under Taoist Xuanji's feet was directly blasted into dust by the aftermath of the battle!
Taoist Xuanji looked at the axe-holding arm in front of him with depression and surprise!
I am depressed because the floating island has been destroyed and I will have to pay a huge sum of money!
The surprise was naturally because this axe-wielding arm was obviously not an ordinary thing...

Taoist Xuanji rolled up his sleeves, and a beam of red light burst out, transforming into two clouds of light that supported the two Taoist children who were screaming and shouting for help.

Just when Taoist Xuanji was about to step forward and take the arm holding the axe.

The arm that had been absorbing the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth like a sponge and even created a spiritual energy storm since it was fished out from the deep sea suddenly clenched its palm again.

The arm that seemed to be made of brass suddenly dimmed, and all the light on the arm surged up and poured into the Xuanhua axe!
The surface of the Xuanhua axe was so bright that it seemed to be coated with a layer of dazzling silver light.

In the silver light, one could faintly see the shadow of a burly man wearing heavy armor, with a face as black as the bottom of a pot, a face full of big beard as thick as steel needles, and a lion nose and ring-shaped eyes.
"By order of the Great Heavenly Lord, all evil demons shall be killed!" A dull voice like thunder echoed in the void.

The axe made a sharp sound of breaking air, and turned into a long rainbow that struck Xuanji Taoist's forehead.

Taoist Xuanji's face changed, and he flicked his sleeves, throwing the two Taoist children behind him thousands of miles away.
Both hands pressed on the gourd at the same time. A loud roar was heard, and a large flame spurted out of the gourd. The sticky flame that seemed to be real twisted and twitched in the air. It quickly condensed into a huge serrated flying sickle and rushed towards the axe.

The sword and the axe collided, and the sharp Gengjin Qi split the sword made of flames into two pieces, but the raging flames swept up,

Hundreds of feet of silver light burst out from the axe, entangled with the flames.

The Gengjin Qi was extremely sharp, but unfortunately the Gengjin Qi condensed on the Xuanhua Giant Axe was ultimately rootless water. Under the continuous burning of the flames,

The Gengjin energy on the Xuanhua giant axe was burned away by the high temperature flames.

The silver light suddenly dimmed, revealing the bronze axe blade underneath.

Seeing that the big axe was gathering strength to chop, Taoist Xuanji sprayed a breath of vital energy on the gourd in his hand. Countless light golden tiny flying swords in the gourd sprayed out in the raging flames. The densely packed small flying swords kept stabbing at the Xuanhua axe, stirring up countless tiny flames on the axe.

The flying sword and the axe exploded in mid-air after colliding with each other, but every collision made the Gengjin essence on the axe dim a little.

After three snaps of a finger, at least millions of tiny flying swords hit the axe, smashing the Gengjin essence on the axe's surface into pieces. In the end, only the arm holding the bare Xuanhua axe was left to chop towards Xuanji Taoist.

Faced with this attack, Taoist Xuanji did not dare to be careless. Hot flames rolled out from his body and merged with the flames rising from the gourd. A red light shot up from his head several miles high.

A bright and mirror-like circular halo gradually appeared in the red light, and the shadow of a two-winged, one-legged Bifang bird appeared in the circular halo.

The Bifang cried out to the sky, opened its mouth and spit out
Suddenly, countless divine flames swept towards the Xuanhua axe.

Bifang is a famous fire god in ancient times.

Although the Bifang sacrificed by Taoist Xuanji was only a soul, the divine fire it spewed out was incredibly powerful.

The flame burned on the axe, making a hissing sound. Large pieces of black gas were constantly peeling off from the axe blade due to the rain of fire.

By the time the axe fell, it had lost all its power. The moment Xuanhua's axe fell, the arm holding the axe seemed to have completed its mission. The arm as thick as a mountain instantly disintegrated into dust and dissipated into the void.

"What a weapon!"

Taoist Xuanji held the long-handled axe in his hand, and suddenly felt a heaviness in his hand, and a heavy force pulled his arm straight down.

Taoist Xuanji quickly held the Xuanhua axe with both hands and recited a spell at the same time, then he held the axe firmly.

"This is…"

When the fishermen around saw Taoist Xuanji loading the fish, they all stopped and looked over here.

An old immortal looked at the thick arm and the long-handled Xuanhua axe held by the broken arm, and murmured, "Is this the remains of the giant spirit?"

The old immortal's voice was not loud, but all the fishermen around him were sharp-eyed and sharp-eared.

"The Giant Spirit God! The pioneer celestial general who always leads the battle in the ancient heaven!"

An immortal who was well versed in the history of the ancient heaven said with emotion:

"It is said that the giant spirit, although only at the True Immortal level, is extremely brave and powerful, and is deeply trusted by the Emperor of Heaven.
The Emperor of Heaven specially ordered people to use the silver sand of the Milky Way and the black iron of the Styx, and blend them with the black ice, cold iron, underworld silver and frost essence from the eyes of the four seas in the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest, and finally integrated them into the essence of a meteorite to refine a Xuanhua axe and give it to him!

It is said that this giant spirit god can defeat even the Golden Immortal with the help of this magical weapon!
Unexpectedly, this god also fell in this ancient battlefield. It seemed that his right arm was torn off by the evil demon from outside the domain!

His body died but his spirit lived on, and he was able to launch such an attack. This giant spirit god can truly be described as having unparalleled courage and strength!"

The immortal dressed as a Confucian scholar sighed and shook his head.

Taoist Xuanji's face looked as ugly as if his mother had died. He wished he could sew that talkative guy's mouth shut!
He could feel the gazes of the fishermen around him becoming increasingly hot.

There was even undisguised greed in some eyes.

"We can't stay here for long!" Taoist Xuanji looked at the wolf-like and ferocious gazes around him, turned around and was about to leave with the Taoist boy.

When he turned around, he found that his two boys had been caught by an old Taoist priest who was wearing a black Taoist robe and had a small hand about a foot long behind his head.

"Chixue, I have no grudge against you in the past or in the present, why did you capture my disciple?"

Taoist Xuanji glared at the old Taoist in black robe.

The old Taoist in black robe stared with a pair of bloodshot eyes, staring straight at the Xuanhua axe in the hands of Taoist Xuanji:
"Stop talking nonsense and give me the axe, otherwise..."

The old Taoist in black robes grinned and stroked the fair face of a Taoist boy with his old hands:

"Your disciple is really tender and juvenile. Let me touch his arm and enjoy it!"

The old Taoist slapped the back of his head with his right hand, and the small hand behind his head suddenly turned into a ray of blood light that flew up into the sky, and in an instant condensed into a blood handprint with a radius of several feet and grabbed the arm of another Taoist boy.

With a "swish" sound and a scream, the Taoist boy, who had just cultivated his primordial spirit and had not yet condensed it into a pure yang baby, had his arm torn off by the bloody hand.

The salivating old Taoist opened his mouth wide, which was about two feet wide, and with a "click", he stuffed the Taoist boy's arm into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it into his stomach.

The little Taoist boy was so frightened that he screamed and kept shouting, "Grandpa Xuanji, help me! Grandpa Xuanji, help me!"

"Haha, haha, give me the axe, or I'll chew them both up!"

The old Taoist in black robe laughed strangely, and the bloody handprint formed by the small hands behind him pinched the two Taoist children in his palms, threatening Taoist Xuanji.

Taoist Xuanji gave a cold shout, raised the vermilion gourd high up, opened the gourd mouth, and a vermilion stream of light shot out, dragging a long tail feather, straight towards the old Taoist in black robe!

The soul of the Bifang divine bird didn't seem to care about the hostages, and a blazing divine fire swept towards the old Taoist in black robe.

“Hehehe! Xuan Ji, I didn’t expect you to be such a heartless person, totally disregarding the life and death of your disciples!”

The old Taoist in black robe looked at the two Taoist boys who turned into green smoke in his palm, and swung a bloody handprint about the size of an acre towards the Bifang divine bird.

With a loud bang, the old Taoist in black robe retracted the bloody handprint, and the small hand behind his head was charred.

The Bifang divine bird was also in a bad condition. At the same time as the black-robed Taoist priest made his move, nearly a hundred invisible attacks swept towards it at the same time.

Although the Bifang bird was an ancient mythical beast when it was alive, it is now just a wisp of soul nurtured in the gourd by Taoist Xuanji, only slightly stronger than the spirit of a magic weapon.

Not to mention it, even Taoist Xuanji would have to flee in panic when facing the attacks of immortals and demon kings whose magical powers were not inferior to his own.

In fact, with just one strike, the remaining soul of the Bifang bird was reduced to ashes.

Taoist Xuanji looked at the scarlet gourd in his hand that was full of cracks and leaking spiritual energy, and with a grim face, he threw the Xuanhua giant axe far away!
Nearly a hundred figures hidden in the black fog pounced on the Xuanhua axe at the same time like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey.

A ball of black mist seemed to be proficient in lightning escape techniques, with two wind and thunder wings flapping faintly behind it. With a flap of its wings, it appeared in front of the Xuanhua axe.

Unfortunately, before he could put his hand on the axe handle, sword lights, Buddha lights, knife lights, divine thunder, magic cones, and giant hammers came towards his back from behind.

The ball of black mist flapped its wind and thunder wings in time to avoid most of the attacks, but was still hit by more than a dozen attacks and screamed in pain.

In a rage, the figure in the black mist waved his hand and slammed towards the Xuanhua axe with a claw force.

Under the gazes of the gods, the long-handled Xuanhua axe was blasted away a million miles away...

At the right moment, a stream of green light flew out from the Primordial Star Region.
The long-handled Xuanhua axe fell right at the feet of the light green Dafeng.

Under the gaze of millions of immortals, demons and monsters, a white hand stretched out from the clouds above the bird's head, grabbed the long-handled Xuanhua axe, and swung it twice as if it was holding a wick handle.

"Yang Xun, didn't you say that the Abyss Sea is extremely dangerous? I think this is a blessed place. Look, as soon as I arrived, treasures were automatically delivered to my door!"