Cultivate steadily, the whole world of cultivating immortals is my home

Chapter 486: In the late stage of Void Refining, a killing spree

The sea of ​​void stars, the abandoned mines.

Thick dust shrouded this vast area, and monks below the Void Refining Realm simply couldn't survive here.

The surface is full of pits and pits, and is connected by deep, bottomless black pools everywhere, like an extremely ugly face with a pockmarked black head.

"How could the damn luck be so bad? I had good luck nine thousand years ago. It's almost ten thousand years now. Shouldn't there be a ten-thousand-year luck explosion?"

In a broken pit somewhere, Shen Lian was sitting cross-legged in the spiritual prison, suppressing his dissatisfaction.

Jishan and Yuanshui both went to see it, but in the end he chose the abandoned mineral vein continent in this land of nothingness.

Compared with relying on luck to try the original spiritual object, after careful consideration, I chose to play it safe.

It would be fine if the original spiritual creature were to be fought over by its avatar in the future. All he had to do was stay in the dark.

In the cave where countless spiritual beings flickered, Shen Lian raised his hand and waved, and little spiritual lights flickered in front of him.

On the natal talisman array disk, there are fifty-seven of the sixth-level high-grade mana recovery elixir Xuanhua Fuling Dan, Qianyu Transformation Pill, and Sanxuanxu Zhaodan.

The elixir to restore the soul, the cloud soul accumulation pill, and the nineteen lumen illusion pills.

In addition, there is a secret elixir of life that was left behind from Ou Cunjie, an inner disciple of Juntian Pavilion.

In terms of the increase probability of this elixir, after taking Mixunzi, there is a probability that it will be directly promoted to the Great Perfection of Refining the Void, and there is a 90% chance that the combat power will exceed that of the previous Immortal Palace Elder Yin Yihan.

As for the sequelae... If it really caused some extremely powerful external disaster, who cares about the sequelae.

He was driven into a hurry and directly transformed Mixunzi into a one-time shaker version of Mixunzi.

With Mixuzi, the clone of the Hedao seed, Shen Lian's channels for obtaining resources were suddenly opened. Sixth-level mid-grade and high-grade ores could be obtained easily.

When he came out of Juntian City to inspect Jishan and Yuanshui, he never stopped for a moment. In addition to refining ore, he was also making formation plates.

Last time, Mixunzi only touched the rules of space and attracted the monks arranged by the Guantian Clan. This is the third time that a strange phenomenon has occurred due to this breakthrough.

The same phenomenon appeared for the third time in a row, and it was even more powerful than the previous two times, so I had to take precautions.

In this foreseeable situation, Shen Lian still prefers to rely on his own backup rather than relying on luck.

The thickest armor, the least beatings, the furthest escape, and the deepest cave.

If someone really wanted to kill him, Shen Lian wouldn't mind blowing him to pieces.

"Nine defensive formations, nine killing formations, seven enigmatic formations, thirty-three self-destruction formations, and one semi-innate formation of Five Elements and Nine Palaces."

"Please don't come, I don't want to make it so ugly and put you on the hook."

Don't get me wrong, the 'you' in Shen Lian's mouth do not refer to the people hiding in the Waste Spirit Mine. The various ghosts and snake gods hiding in this ruined land are not in Mixunzi's eyes.

It mainly refers to the Hedao Waijie monks.

As a descendant of Xianluo, Mixunzi awakened part of his bloodline, and after being discovered, he fell from the Cangtian realm to the Juntian realm in embarrassment.

Shen Lian couldn't imagine what would happen if his three-in-one mana vision was exposed.

Is it possible to go to the lower Juntian realm?
Now that it is certain that there will be a vision, the scope will be stronger and wider, and more monks will pay attention to it in Jishan and Yuanshui.

Even though these monks may not be very powerful, the verbal cannon spell is the only one that does not require the blessing of realm and rules.

Three people become tigers. Shen Lian doesn't know about other ethnic groups, but as a human being, he knows the power of human talk.

There was a lesson from the 'Yunxiao Realm' in the past. The spread range was faster than the speed of flight. Qi Mo Mo attracted a fairy palace messenger from the Haotian Realm. If the clones had not been arranged in advance, there would be no way to know what happened in Yun Xiao.

What I fear the most is this situation. Others have quietly touched something close to me, but I don't know it. This is much scarier than having a nightmare.

The more people have mixed eyesight, the more likely things will go wrong.

In contrast, although the Land of Wasted Spirits is in chaos, there are also many Void Refining cultivators hidden there, but the overall number is not that large.

This place is floating in the void star sea, and there are no eyes of many creatures. Even if we take a step back, we really attract unknown opponents, and the impact after the fight can be reduced to the minimum.

Of course, the propagation speed mentioned is not the range of movement and static range.

There are too many turmoils in the void star sea, which are too common for monks, and it doesn't matter if there is more of him.

For his own safety, Shen Lian decided to ban the Land of Wasted Spirits in disguise.

Since there is no way to avoid killing, he can only help other fellow Taoists to achieve salvation. He is still very experienced in water and land rituals, and the former group of performers is still there.

Squinting his eyes, he flicked his fingers, and the elixir and the formation control core in front of him quickly turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the hands of Mixunzi's clone.

I wonder what the monks of Juntian Pavilion would feel if they knew that Master Ji, who was licking his face in front of their 'Senior Brother Pei', was letting 'Senior Brother Pei' act as a protector at this moment.

The environment here in the abandoned mine is really great. The spiritual energy is exhausted, the sand and dust are blinding the eyes, and the sand and dust are drilling into the pores. Once there is a fight here, there is no way to recover without a magic pill.

In addition, these undulating and sunken holes and billowing dust also hinder the transmission of spiritual thoughts. Similar to the turbid sea outside the small world, transmission may be interrupted.

Under such circumstances, the monk who ran here was not only being chased, but also had a bad mind.

Even if these monks want to spread the vision, they have to rely on luck to pass it on. The land of mineral veins is originally an inaccessible place. Even if people outside get the transmission, it will take time to get here.

However, Shen Lian still prefers the monks lurking here. Most of them will not call their friends, but will come together to find opportunities by themselves.

After all, I came here to hide, so naturally I can't trust my so-called friends.

Under this situation, one by one is collected, and as long as enough is collected, no one will spread the word.

……

After thinking about his arrangements, Shen Lian calmed down and prepared to start breaking through the later stages of Lianxu.

This time, he was quite looking forward to the three-in-one mana fusion.

The noise is too big, but the benefits are considerable.

The All Spirits Gathering Pill and the Dragon Ginseng Hundred Forging Pill were absorbed into the body, and at the same time, hundreds of spiritual crystals were also dissolved in the body.

The spiritual energy in the spiritual crystal is much purer than that in the best spiritual stone, and the spiritual light is as clear as nectar.

In the dantian, the 'spiritual root tree' was as colorful as a fiery tree and silver flowers. The enlightenment point quickly disappeared at this moment and merged with the spiritual energy flowing from the spiritual crystal.

The medicinal power of Dharma cultivation and physical cultivation also formed two torrents in the body, and the three energies quickly collided and intertwined in the body.

……

Rumble!
In the broken land filled with sand and dust, thunder suddenly exploded, and the sky and earth in the void were deep and towering, as if there were no boundaries.

But at this moment, in the area above the thick sand and dust, the purple lightning silver dragon surged up, and a thick and vast aura fell from the sky.

High in the void, the space first became distorted, and a gray scene appeared inside. These grays gradually deepened, and cracks began to appear in the compressed and distorted void.

The gray air flow began to roll, and deeper there was a huge shadow, who knew how tall and majestic it was. It slowly opened a corner of the gray air flow, revealing a black mountain.

At this moment, vast coercion was released from the mountain, and the already heavy dust airflow above the mineral veins was suddenly compressed even more tightly.

"What a powerful pressure from heaven and earth. What is that gray area? Is it the legendary place of chaos in the highest realm?"

Somewhere in the abandoned spiritual land, a piece of demonic energy rolled out of the dilapidated cave. Skull-like shadows surrounded the surroundings. A figure in the demonic aura looked up to the sky.

Even though there was a long distance and thick dust obstructing him, this cultivator could still see a gray cloud in the sky.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that I, the Skull Margin, would hide in this nook and cranny. I would still have an opportunity. Let's go and have a look."

The skeletons in the demonic energy quickly stacked together, forming a ten-foot white skeleton with black eyes and a mouth full of fangs like an evil beast.

Skull Margin jumped onto the top of the skull, rolled up a piece of demonic energy and whizzed away, not caring about the pressure that arose, and his pair of demonic eyes were full of interest.

……

Another direction.

A strange dragon, covered in stinking pustules, crawled out of the dark and sticky deep pool. It raised its triangular head, and its eyes revealed violence and gloom.

At this time, a dull thunder sounded from the sky, and even though it was far away, the body of the strange dragon still trembled.

A look of struggle flashed in a pair of blood-colored eyes.

After a few breaths, a piece of water vapor was produced under its belly, and it lifted up the hundred-foot-sized dragon body and headed towards the direction where the gray vision appeared.

……

"Damn ghost, shut up. You and I have been hiding here for so many years without any chance. Sooner or later we will be killed. The opportunity is right in front of us. We must go and see it."

A black gourd flew into the air, and an old woman with a white head was riding on her waist, but her head was constantly looking at the gray airflow in the sky.

Behind the gourd, an old man in gray robe shrank his neck and stopped talking after being scolded. Instead, he looked at the vision in the sky with a hint of timidity.

The old woman who had just spoken fiercely turned her head and looked at the old man, her expression softening.

"Let's go and take a look. If nothing can be done, we will retreat. With your and my strength, Lianxu Dzogchen will not easily leave you and me behind."

After saying this, the old woman's mana surged out from her crotch and was wrapped into the black leather gourd, making the gourd speed up even more.

"Okay then, let's retreat if we can't help it. There are a few old monsters hiding here and they won't be easy to deal with."

"Hmph, is it easy for you and me to deal with each other?"

The old woman looked at the gray vision in the sky with greed in her eyes.

I didn’t expect that this place of abandoned mineral veins would have a chance.

"Buzz!"

The fast-moving gourd knocked away heavy dust and suddenly distorted the void in front of it.

In an instant, the old woman at the waist of the gourd raised her hand and pulled out her dragon-headed staff. The staff turned into a fire dragon in the air and spit out rolling flames.

The old man's movements were also slow. He opened his big mouth and streams of green mana turned into long rivers and rushed into the fire dragon.

In an instant, the fire dragon, which had been blessed by the magic power of the Wood Rule, shot up into the sky and swept in all directions.

The two of them only had second-level understanding of the rules of fire and wood, but after superimposing each other, the rules of fire and wood suddenly rose to the level of third-level.

"Hoohoo!"

From the mouth of the black-skinned gourd, black gusts of wind blew out, blowing the fire dragon into hundreds or even thousands.

The blazing flames burned out wrinkles in the void, and soon a large hole opened, revealing bits of spiritual light inside. A green mountain forest appeared, which seemed incompatible with the surrounding gray scene.

"Old lady, be careful of the boat capsizing in the gutter."

Seeing a space being refined in the sea of ​​fire, the old man warned carefully.

"Shut up, opportunities come from danger!"

Where is the green life in this abandoned place? It could be a hidden cave world.

"Come here, stay in front, I'll defend you from all sides."

The old man was extremely unhappy, but when he saw the sinister look in the old woman's eyes, she muttered words, and vines as thick as fingers grew out, rolling him into a green sphere, rolling forward.

"The old woman is full of life inside, and it is most likely a cave."

The old man who rolled into the green mountains felt the endless vitality in all directions, and the rules of the wood he controlled seemed to come home.

"Quickly see if there is any treasure. Such a spiritual cave was born in an abandoned place. There must be some biological treasure here."

The old woman roared, then flew into the gourd.

"Mom, mother-in-law, please watch from behind. I'll come find you."

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the surrounding void suddenly became distorted, and each spiritual prison bloomed like a star, with little spiritual lights blooming.

In an instant, the old woman's expression became horrified.

"Idiot, this is not the cave world, it is the formation space where the formation is self-generated!"

"Array Space!"

The old man's mouth trembled.

He had just checked it, and it was clearly a cave world full of vitality.

The couple had broken through a lot of formations, but why was there no fluctuation in this formation before?

"Break the formation!"

The old woman made a fire dragon with both hands.

The old man quickly circulated the wood attribute mana to add fuel to the fire dragon. The black leather gourd blew out the billowing wind, but the moment the huge fire fell into the spiritual confinement of the formation, part of it would disappear, as if it had been absorbed out of thin air.

"Who is targeting us!"

The old woman quickly thought about several old enemies in her mind, but none of these people were proficient in formations.

"Aimed at you?"

The cold voice echoed among the mountains formed by the formation.

The old woman's tense expression turned into one of horror and horror!
"You deserve it too!"

"Ah, old lady, save me!"

The old woman turned her head in response and saw that the old man next to her seemed to have his neck pinched, and his entire face turned red.

'Click! ' With a sound, the old man's spirit emerged from the top of his head, and he let out a shrill scream again.

"save……"

With a 'pop' sound, the old man's soul villain was crushed into pieces, and his body fell to the ground.

The old man's death made the old woman so frightened that she directly took out the black gourd from her crotch and blasted it towards the position of the formation in front.

Both of them are in the late stage of Xu refining, the old man is weaker, but she has already reached the peak of the late stage of Xu refining, and is almost able to reach the perfection of Xu refining.

The old woman was frightened by the scene of pulling a person's soul out of their body and squeezing him to death.

Immediately without caring about anything else, he would explode the gourd to blast away the formation.

In the green mountains and fields, a hazy green shadow grew out, and the figure quickly rowed towards the old woman.

"If you dare to blow up my spiritual treasure, you will be killed."

A phantom of a hand slowly appeared in the void, gently shaking his hand in the direction of the old woman.

'puff! '

A cloud of blood exploded on the running old woman's body, and then she fell to the ground. She staggered up and tried to escape, but blood was constantly gushing out of her body.

Her own blood seemed to be flowing out uncontrollably.

"The third blood rule, are you a bloodthirsty maniac?"

The old woman raised her head in horror, her hope of escape falling into the ice valley.

Among the many monks lurking in the Land of Wasted Spirits, it is rumored that there is an old blood demon who has mastered the rules of three-turn blood.

Because there were too many sects practicing blood skills, and she accidentally offended a first-class sect and was forced to flee here, but she had never met this demon.

"Spare my life, I am willing to become a blood servant!"

The old woman screamed, feeling that if she continued like this, her blood would drain away and she would die.

"Soul-capturing!"

In the formation space, a cold voice sounded.

The blood energy in the old woman's body rose again, and a trembling soul on her head was forcibly pulled out, and then was crushed by the energy squeezing from all directions.

"Ah, I am unwilling to give in..."

A trace of resentment was conveyed in the broken soul, and the old face was full of ferocity, but in the blink of an eye, the ferocious look was completely annihilated.

"Two late-stage Void Refining and three sixth-level spiritual treasures!"

The sound continued to echo in the formation space, and the two bodies that fell were almost intact.

"go with!"

Two more bolts of lightning fell from high altitude, hitting two of the three spiritual treasures.

The weapon spirit rolled up the spirit treasure and wanted to rush high into the sky, but was hit by lightning and thunder, and turned into broken spiritual energy again amidst the screams.

After smashing the weapon spirit, the spirit treasure and the two corpses were stored in a gourd-shaped storage cave.

Amidst the heavy dust, Mixunzi, whose appearance had changed, was shrouded in a sixth-order cloak. His whole body was filled with wind and thunder, and he disappeared from the place.

"It is indeed a good place. The last time I have been here is in the middle stage of Void Refining."

His spiritual thoughts swept through the gourd, and there were already four intact physical bodies and seven spiritual treasures that had shattered the spiritual energy of the weapon.

In the cave, Xiaofeng and Huanwen sat cross-legged outside the newly obtained bodies, quickly entering the spiritual prison into the body, and simply making it into a self-destructing puppet.

The importance of supporting war with war is highlighted at this moment. Killing a late stage cultivator in a serious place will definitely cause a sensation and will also implicate some sects.

But the Land of Wasted Spirits is different. Good people come here if they have nothing to do.

The level is high and there is less involvement. Capturing them and using them as self-destruction puppets to continue to improve their defenses can be considered the credit of these monks.

Why don't you just practice the vision that appears? Kill everyone who sees the vision, otherwise the news will not be spread.

Shen Lian doesn't think there's much problem with his idea.

Anyway, he has Mixunzi.

The clone of Xianluo, who has understood the ten rules, is surrounded by so many high-grade sixth-order combination formations. As long as it is not a Hedao monk, he can net as many as he comes in.

Master Shen cultivates, and those who wish will take the bait. There is no way, this magical power is too tempting.

For the sake of safety and supporting others, we can't let him commit suicide.

Therefore, I can only palace others.

……

"Damn it, whoever dares to plot against this demon, when I get out, I will cleanse your soul and refine your soul, turning you into a member of the skeleton."

Skull Margin stepped on the ten-foot-long skeleton, releasing boundless magic fire all over his body, evolving into a monstrous flaming skeleton, and rushed towards the densely packed spiritual formation above.

The demonic fire is boundless, the skeleton is shrill, and the sound is very powerful.

But Skull Margin's face was very ugly. The formation here was extremely weird. Although he was not an formation master, he was surprised that the formation could be arranged like this.

The demonic fire he released hit the formation's spiritual barrier.

During the flickering of the spirit prison, a space crack appeared, and 30% of the demonic fire was swept away by the space crack, and its power was silently reduced by 30%.

I came here by chance, and before I got close to the core place where the vision was derived, why did I plunge into this unknown formation?

"The arrangement of the formation here is quite mysterious. Someone must be doing some conspiracy here to deliberately block the prying eyes of outside monks."

A thin voice came from the white skull, and the Skull Margin on his head had a cold look on his face, "Don't tell me, with such a strange phenomenon in the world, even ten thousand ways are buzzing, indicating that there is some kind of treasure, maybe it is "Original spiritual thing."

"To think of such an original spiritual thing and try to steal it for yourself, you really don't know how to live or die."

Skull Margin said coldly. He felt that he was so unlucky that he ran into the formation from so many directions.

Maybe the other monks lurking here have already rushed forward to have a glimpse of the original spiritual creature.

Then, a sneer appeared on his face. It was not that easy to trap him.

As an old devil, he can still be active in the Land of Wasted Souls because of his various methods.

He performed complicated spells with his hands and muttered words in his mouth. Wisps of blood-colored flocculent mist escaped from the skeleton at his feet and penetrated into his mouth and nose.

"The devil moved his soul, and twins appeared."

At the same time, in a deep cave in the Land of Wasted Spirits, two bloody haloes suddenly lit up in the dim space.

After a few breaths, the halo gradually narrowed and returned to the pupils, and there was a bit more sparkle in the eyes.

"Original spiritual creature, I, Skull Margin, also have to help out."

After a deep strange laugh, the figure turned into a stream of light and poured out of the cave. During the process, when he looked up at the sky, he saw a hazy fairy mountain looming out of the gray ocean floating in the sky.

It is impossible to see how high the fairy mountain is, but there is a feeling that it is like a pillar of heaven, going straight into the endless chaos.

The gray air currents surrounding the fairy mountain and the compressed void present a situation that is about to be broken but will not be broken, and wisps of Taoist rhymes are intertwined and surrounded.

"Could it be the seventh-level origin...the seventh-level Tao seed!"

As soon as he thought of this, Xue Ying's speed became a little faster, all the way through the mountains and ridges, across the black water cave pool, sensing the area where his true form was.

Then, it hit a twisted space with a "pop" sound.

"Gan...why is there still a formation..."

After an angry curse, he was swallowed by the twisted space.

……

"Hoohoo!"

At the center of the fairy mountain, Shen Lian was breathing heavily while he was practicing. His body was like a colorful fountain, with colorful mana gushing out.

The 'spiritual root tree' in the lower dantian has transformed into a foot-sized tree, shaped like a pine tree, with lush branches and leaves, and a mysterious aura emanating from it.

Along with the sound of the number of enlightenment points in the sea of ​​spiritual thoughts decreasing, wisps of three-in-one mana emerged from the 'Spiritual Root Tree', reshaping new meridians in the body.

In the new meridians, the gurgling magic power is like colorful nectar, and it is naturally integrated with the power of the rules that have been comprehended.

Previously, the three-in-one mana fusion degree was only more than 10%. Now, under the suppression of the mountains manifested in the sky, the fusion degree quickly reached 25%, and it is still increasing.

The new fused mana swept through the whole body, and wherever it passed, the flesh, flesh, and five possessions underwent a mysterious change, as if they had become the carrier of 'Tao'.

Above the void, a vast ocean of gray energy swept across all directions, causing pressure that spread from millions of miles to tens of millions of miles away, not counting the impact on the outer areas.

The rising and falling mountains on the gray ocean tremble slightly, and every time they tremble, the Taoist rhyme wandering around will match the brightness and disillusionment.

The magic power in Shen Lian's body will be integrated quickly.

……

Thousands of miles away.

The clone of Mixunzi relocated the formation, and the scope of the vision became larger and larger. It was already unsustainable to completely block the monks.

There were already eight monks trapped in the formation and killed by him. Such a vision would probably attract monks from further away.

But the Vision Fairy Mountain has brought real benefits, and I can feel that the aura of the deity is improving with every breath.

The realm has long been promoted to the late stage of Void Refining, and now he is just trying his best to improve the integration of the three kinds of mana.

……

Half a day later.

"Buzz!"

Above the void, when the gray ocean surged, the huge mountains trembled slightly, and the fluctuations were transmitted from the unseen mountain tops, causing the gray ocean to fall into the fluctuations.

At this moment, as the gray ocean washed away, hazy lines suddenly appeared below the fairy mountain.

The lines shimmered with bright colors, and the source and end could not be seen. Only hazy shadows seemed to hang on them.

"Rule strings, rule marks!"

The moment he saw this scene, Mixunzi was shocked by his identity.

"stop!"

The thoughts of the separated soul were instantly transmitted to the main body.

"Boom!"

As Shen Lian was practicing, the five-colored magic power surged out from his body like a volcanic eruption, and the integration of magic power in his body also reached 30% at this moment.

But he didn't care about this at all. With the multi-colored mana pouring all over his body, he rolled and crawled towards the space teleportation array installed next to the cave.

This is a small fixed-point teleportation array that can teleport to 20 million miles away.

……

"Ok!"

It was also at this moment that in the supreme void, a plump pot-shaped mark suddenly lit up on a colorful line.

The hazy little pot lights up in five colors, and the pot roars and surges, as if rivers, lakes and seas are gathering inside.

At the same time that the pot-shaped mark was activated, in the Immortal Pot Sect in Haotian, a figure with a white hair and a childlike face woke up from the silence.

"Who snooped on my Five Elements mark?"

Wrinkles appeared on the monk's smooth and smooth face.

Each of the Ten Thousand Rules contains thousands of mysteries, and it is difficult for Hedao monks to fully understand them throughout their lives. Therefore, everyone will choose a certain mystery of the rules as a breakthrough point to understand, so as to achieve the state of using one point to cover the whole.

Therefore, the same rule may have many imprints of the same level, which are related to each other but not subordinate to each other.

Understanding the mysteries of the same rules is very similar. If you can understand a new direction, you don't have to replace the original imprint, but directly create your own unique imprint.

Take the Rule of Wood as an example. The trunk that grows out is the Rule of Wood, and the branches that branch out represent the different mysteries of the Rule of Wood. If you understand it at a very deep level, it will bear fruit and turn into a mark.

Therefore, a tree can bear many fruits, and the same rule can have many different imprints.

In addition, smaller branches will grow on each branch, representing a more subdivided rhythm of wood.

If a branch grows vigorously, turns into a branch, and bears fruit, it means that a new mysterious path is born in the rules of wood.

But the fairy world has existed for too long, and various rules have been understood by the monks countless times. It has been extremely difficult to be new and come up with new tricks.

"Ancestor!"

In the fairyland-like valley, Lin Tianha's figure condensed into a colorful robe out of thin air.

"Someone snooped on my mark."

The old man spoke softly.

Lin Tianha immediately revealed his unconcealed murderous intent, and his immortal energy was completely shattered.

"He's not a monk of the same level, he should be a talented junior."

Even so, the murderous intent in Lin Tianha's eyes did not stop. The juniors who have not yet advanced to Hedao can trigger the Five Elements Rules comprehended by their ancestors.

This shows that once this cultivator advances to Hedao, there is a high chance that it will have the opportunity to replace it and take away the four-turn rule seal that belongs exclusively to the Immortal Pot Sect.

Within the territory of Haotian, sects that do not have the imprint of control rules are generally called the Holy Land of Blank Slate.

To put it bluntly, without the control mark, the monks in the sect who want to understand the rules can only ask other sects with the mark for help.

This is the Dao, not the concubine. The concubine can be given away to others to play with. If the Dao competes with each other, how can I do it if you get it?
You think this is prostitution.

The old man pondered for a moment, "How is Qingjun's recent practice? I remember that it has not left the sect for a long time."

"Ancestor, Qingjun has been preparing for the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation." Lin Tianha's mind changed, "Ancestor, do you want Qingjun to intercept and kill the monks who are spying on the mark of the Five Elements Immortal Pot?"

"I'll make arrangements right away."

"Ah."

The old man nodded, touched his arms, and a clay sculpture that looked like a golden cicada flew out.

"This is the Golden Cicada Seal that I spent three thousand years condensing. I asked Qingjun to bring it with me. A monk who can spy on the mark of my Immortal Pot must have some understanding of the five elements and space. If Qingjun can swallow his creation, then I can rest assured in the future. Give it the Immortal Pot Seal."

At this moment, a strong demonic aura suddenly filled the valley with dazzling fairy aura, and a hoarse voice sounded in the demonic aura.

"Ancestor, let me go."

Within the swirling demonic energy, the colorful aura was almost completely suppressed, and slowly transformed into a slightly rickety figure.

Even though she was in a rickety state, she still had a tall figure. The simple gauze skirt just hung on her body, and the slit almost reached the depths of the valley.

On the body under the gauze skirt, you can see wisps of wandering demonic energy, constantly evolving weapons and colorful mana collisions.

"Junior sister, your injury..."

Seeing the appearance of the visitor, Lin Tianha frowned slightly and was a little unhappy, but he still expressed concern, and with a flash of inspiration in his hand, he transformed into a big cloak and put it on the female cultivator.

But the female cultivator didn't care at all, and pushed the cloak away casually, with black droplets of demonic energy dripping from the wrinkles on her frowning brows.

Between the eyebrows, when the demonic energy and water droplets intertwined, you could still see a colorful fruit looming, bitten by the demonic energy like an evil snake, and wrapped tightly from the inside out.

"Ancestor, if you don't break it, you won't establish it. I want to give it a try."

As she spoke, Fu Yao frowned, showing a look of pain.

The old man glanced at the female cultivator and sighed softly. The three Taoist sects of the Immortal Pot Sect thought they would usher in a heyday, but Fu Yao hurriedly launched a battle of marks in order to snatch another mark for the sect. , and finally reached a point where the Taoist foundation was broken and the demonic energy entered the body.

She was originally a gentle and generous female fairy, but after being eroded by the evil spirit, she turned into the devil she is now.

"I, this is indeed an opportunity for Junior Sister."

Lin Tianha glanced at Fu Yao and agreed.

"That's good. If Yao'er can recover, our sect's power can be revived."

The old man stood up slowly, and a jade pot flashing with five colors slowly flew out from between his eyebrows. For a moment, the rules of the Five Elements in the valley buzzed loudly, and the surrounding space was distorted.

"The monk who spied on the mark of my Immortal Pot was very alert and retreated at the first touch, but he still underestimated the inherited secret technique of our Immortal Pot Sect."

The old man's eyes were flashing with colors, and he looked up towards the sky.

"Yao'er, after I track the position and break through the space, you only have one breathing time to capture the passage position."

……

Juntian realm.

Qianqiu Mountain.

This place is very famous.

It is the largest branch of Lingmu Immortal Palace in Juntian Realm, and it is also the location where the Lingmu Immortal Envoys control various places.

Deep in the Qianqiu Mountain, in the space of Tianyuan blocked by countless spiritual bans, a celestial star dome slowly rotates.

The entire round starry device is suspended in the air and rotating slowly, with small green beasts shaped like open-mouthed toads attached to its surface.

There are thin copper wires connecting the little beasts, which just cover the sphere.

"clang!"

At this time, a sound came from the slowly rotating star instrument, and a colorful ball moved quickly along the curved track, and then fell into the mouth of one of the toads.

"Quack quack!"

The crisp cry of a toad resounded in the space.

A ray of faint light flowed slowly down from the round sky like a backward incense, turning into a spirit fox covered with ghostly plum blossom-shaped marks. It stepped forward with four furry little feet and slowly approached the screaming creature. Toad.

"Between the shock and separation, the Five Elements Spiritual Pearl..."

The charming eyes of the plum blossom spirit fox were reflected on the toad, and it took out the five-color beads.

"Send an order to Zhen and Li Zang's immortal envoy to find out the specific matter."

After finishing speaking, Linghu tilted his head, revealing a murderous intent.

"I don't want what happened last time to happen again. The Juntian Realm is the Juntian Realm controlled by me, not the Tianyuan Taoist Master in the Haotian Realm."

The cold voice echoed in the space, with no concealed murderous intent.

In an instant, all the creatures in Qianqiu Mountain were so frightened by this murderous intention that they fell to their knees.

Everyone knows the anger of the Plum Fox Demon Lord.

But they were also wronged.

The ancestor of Hedao has been in seclusion for hundreds and thousands of years, and the Qianqiu Dream Skill practiced by Master Yao Zun is endless even after falling asleep, and no one can wake him up.

As a result, the Yunxiao Realm was soared, and the reincarnation of the world spirit could not be known to the Demon Lord, so it could only be reported to the Haotian Realm by the Deputy Palace Master.

In fact, Demon Lord Meihu is still very good. Since he took charge of Juntian Realm, except for changing the place to Qianqiu Mountain, other matters in the palace have been handed over to several deputy palace masters. Even if they report it, they will say Got it, don’t delay it from sleeping.

Maybe this incident made the Demon Lord feel that its majesty was offended.

In the space where the sky is round, Demon Lord Meihu put the five-color beads back into the star instrument, and with enchanting steps, they turned into dim light and smoke step by step, and flew into a cave deep in Qianqiu Mountain.

"what……"

Lying on the soft bed, the Demon Lord opened his mouth and yawned.

"Sleep, sleep, whoever wakes up from the big dream first, a dream for a thousand years is just an illusion."

The furry bodies curled up together, and the fox fell into a deep sleep as soon as he closed his eyes and took a breath. His long eyelashes trembled slightly and he snored softly.

Outside the cave, Min Xuan, who was walking quickly, heard the snoring and smiled bitterly.

How can this be done?

It has been a total of 38,697 years since the Demon Lord came from the chief helm of the Immortal Palace to serve as the master of the Juntian Realm branch palace, during which he slept for a total of 38,630 years.

Even if you are awake for sixty-seven years, one day, one hour, and one quarter of an hour are still counted together.

Just like just now, I woke up for about half a stick of incense. It was not a short time. After all, I did some serious work.

……

Waste Spirit Mineral Veins.

Shen Lian, glowing with colorful lights, walked out of the teleportation formation.

It's not that he doesn't want to create a longer-distance formation, but that the void star sea is not suitable for formations, and only wormholes can be stable.

"I have to leave this place quickly."

While muttering, Shen Lian sat down cross-legged and quickly started the formation, trying his best to collect the unstable magic power that he had just advanced into his body.

If you don't collect your breath and rush on the road, it will be no different from running naked in the street, and you will directly become the center of attention.

I had expected that people would notice the strange phenomenon, but who would have thought that this thing could trigger the regular strings? I wonder if the old guy on the strings noticed it.

We had to be careful, because Mixunzi had touched the mark of the rules before, which led to the murder.

On the other side, Mixunzi was also quickly gathering the formations he had set up before, and also took care of the monks trapped in the formations.

Accidents always come unprepared. After gathering the formations, Hou Mixunzi did not come to join Shen Lian. Instead, he first came to the place where Shen Lian had retreated and listed all the formations together one after another.

After doing all this, he took the teleportation array left by Shen Lian and teleported to Shen Lian.

Without stopping, Shen Lian flew directly into the portable cave on Mixunzi. Mixunzi dismantled the space teleportation formation and put it away, and quickly penetrated into the depths of the earth.

"Forty-eight sixth-level high-grade formations are connected together. I wonder if this waste spirit vein can be completely shattered."

(End of this chapter)