Mortals: Tiannan's First Body Cultivator

Among the few people, Xiao Jiutian from the Black Phoenix Clan had no expression at all and looked cold, while San Miao Zhenren, who was born under the throne of Tian Miao Ling Huang, had a smile on his face and seemed to be full of kindness. As for Jiang Chuan, he looked leisurely as if he was waiting to set off.

Only Yang Du, the leader of the Five-Colored Sheep Clan, had a look of respect. There was nothing that could be done about it.

Although they are all in the late stage of Refining Void, their own magical powers are much weaker than those of the others, and their hope of breaking through to the Fusion stage is much smaller.

“I didn’t expect that four of the seven great masters of Tianyuan City’s Tianwei would come today. It seems that Princess Linglong really invested a lot!

The four of you are all heroes. I only know some battle formations, but I am not good at fighting. If I encounter a powerful enemy, I hope you can help me!"

Princess Linglong saw this and immediately said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist Gongyang, you are joking! You are the number one formation master of our demon clan. Your Daoist techniques are profound and even better than ours!
Ying Biao already has enough knowledge about the Ancestral Wolf Cave. Fellow Taoists, please follow Ying Biao's arrangements for the time being when you enter the Ancestral Wolf Cave. After the matter is completed, I will definitely not forget the agreement with you all!"

Seeing this, Ao Yingbiao nodded and said:
"Don't worry, sister!

Fellow Daoists, it is getting late, let's set off first! I think the Flying Wolf Tribe won't leave too late, so we can get there early so we can make some preparations!"

Afterwards, Ao Yingbiao summoned a golden boat, and everyone filed in, turning into a golden light and rushing towards the depths of the wilderness.

Along the way, everyone also saw many monks of various races traveling in the wilderness. Most of them were in groups of three or five, and there were even some teams of more than a hundred people.

Among these teams, there are both cultivators in the Spirit Transformation Stage and masters in the Void Refinement Stage. Some teams even have great masters in the Fusion Stage.

When Jiang Chuan and others saw this situation, they roughly understood something in their hearts. It seems that the news that the new Xuantian treasure, the Xuantian Soul-Slaying Sword, was in the northwest of Fengyuan Continent has spread like wildfire.

Many discerning people can see that the northwest of Fengyuan Continent is about to be in chaos, and even a racial war is inevitable!
Therefore, many monks planned to flee from here, especially some monks who were not considered to be the core forces of the race. There were also many who fled directly to other places with their families. At worst, they could just wait until the war in the northwest of Fengyuan was over before coming back.

Such a large-scale escape of monks would naturally attract the attention of a certain group of people, that is, the barbaric bandit gang!
Sure enough, only two and a half days after the group entered the wilderness, they encountered the first bandit robbery.

Up to now, more than ten such incidents have occurred in the past few days. Even some fleeing teams led by several Nascent Soul cultivators could not escape the fate of being robbed!
Among them, Jiangchuan and others also encountered the two top bandit gangs, the Leimang Gang and the Cangtu Gang. Fortunately, these two gangs were not large forces, and there were no powerful people in the fusion stage.

Seeing that Jiang Chuan and the other five people were all cultivators in the late stage of the Refinement Realm or even at the peak of the late stage of the Refinement Realm, and they looked like they were not to be trifled with, they did not do anything to cause trouble for others.

On the Jinting Boat, Jiang Chuan and five other cultivators stood on the plywood, looking through the layers of clouds at the wild land below.

A group of low-level monks were moving slowly in the wild border area of ​​a certain race. It was unclear whether they were a caravan or a refugee. They looked like a group of small ants.

Xiao Jiutian frowned and said, "I didn't expect that the Ancestral Wolf Cave is so far away from the lands of the human and demon tribes. We have been flying in the wilderness for twelve and a half days!
How come this Ancestral Wolf Cave is not the ancestral land of your Silver Moon Wolf Clan? Shouldn’t it be at the doorstep of your home?"

Ao Yingbiao heard this and took out the map spirit disk with a little embarrassment, then said:
“In ancient times, our Silver Moon Wolf Clan did not actually belong to the Demon Clan, but to the Heavenly Wolf Clan. At that time, the Heavenly Wolf Clan was very powerful, and there were several Mahayana cultivators in the clan!
Later, a Xuantian treasure also appeared in the world. In order to fight for the treasure, the Tianlang tribe lost all their masters, and some of their tribesmen died, fled, or were injured!

Finally, having lost the protection of the Mahayana monks, the various branches of the clan could only flee in all directions and seek refuge with other races.

A branch of our Silver Moon Wolf Clan was incorporated into the Demon Clan only until now when our ancestor Ao Xiao achieved Mahayana cultivation. That’s why this Ancestral Wolf Cave is so far away from the Demon Clan’s territory!
Of course, these are all what I heard from my ancestors, after all, it was too long ago!
Looking at the distance shown on the map, we should be able to reach the Ancestral Wolf Cave in two and a half days!"

After hearing this, San Miao Zhenren said thoughtfully:

"The races in the spirit world are never static. If a small branch race rises strongly and gives birth to a great master, it can also become an independent race.

No matter how powerful a race was, if it loses the protection of Mahayana monks, it can only become a vassal of other races, or even be assimilated. It has always been so!
Hmm? Oh no, the gangster spirit ship is approaching, and there seems to be the breath of a fusion stage monk in it. That monk should have discovered my consciousness!

Prepare to defend!"

When everyone heard this, they knew that Master Sanmiao was proficient in illusion and had a spiritual awareness far beyond those of his peers, so it was reasonable for him to be the first to detect the approach of the gang.

Several people immediately used their own attack and defense magic treasures. Ao Yingbiao even directly inserted the "Thunder Flag" into Jin Tingzhou's attic, opening Jin Tingzhou's defense shield to the highest level!
However, Jiang Chuan still leaned on the railing of the Jinting Boat with an indifferent look. Seeing this, San Miao Zhenren immediately said:

"Brother Jiang has already discovered that gang?!"

Hearing this, Jiang Chuan waved his hand and said:
“No need to get so excited!
The people who came should be the bandits from the Niehuo Gang. They are no more than a cultivator in the early stage of fusion and six or seven cultivators in the refining stage. There is nothing to be afraid of!

Don't mobilize so many troops, it will only bring down the prestige of our Tianyuan City!"

After hearing this, everyone felt much more at ease. The reason why they were so excited just now was because they could not figure out the details of the cultivator in the fusion stage.

If it was just a cultivator in the early stage of fusion and some ordinary cultivators in the void refining stage, the five of us would not have to be afraid.

After all, among these five people, except for the formation master Gong Yangdu, the other four are invincible at the same level. Even if they face a cultivator in the early stage of fusion alone, it is not difficult to save their lives. It is even rumored that Fellow Daoist Jiang from our side has killed a cultivator in the fusion stage, but I don't know whether it is true or not.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang has extraordinary spiritual awareness, I admire him!
Seeing that Fellow Daoist Jiang doesn't take this bandit in the early stage of fusion seriously, it can be seen that the rumors are true. Fellow Daoist Ao, you have invited a great master this time!"

Listening to the teasing of Sanmiao Zhenren, Jiang Chuan waved his hand casually, and the atmosphere among the crowd relaxed. Only Gong Yangdu looked at these four guys with extraordinary fighting power, feeling helpless. (End of this chapter)