Longevity and Immortal Journey: Raising Demons, Raising Plants and Seeking Immortals

Chapter 166
quite a while.

A slightly dry and hoarse voice sounded.

"Are you sure he is hiding in this swamp?"

Feng Baimei's eyes were full of hatred, and the golden ball rotating in her palm made a creaking sound, sparks flying, and then disappearing in the air.

Luo Fang's eyes were deep and he said in a deep voice: "The soul-seeking bird searched based on the breath. His last breath disappeared here. He must have entered the swamp." After a pause, he shook his head and said: "It's just that the swamp is full of miasma. , the aura is messy, and the soul-seeking bird can’t find any trace of him.”

"As long as we confirm his traces." Feng Baimei looked at the huge swamp and suddenly sneered and said: "He abandoned the demon hunting group and ignored it, causing the Huanshan Spiritual Land to be breached. The demon hunting group suffered a lot of casualties, and my husband also suffered from this." He was captured alive by the Limo Sect, and he doesn’t know whether he is alive or dead.”

"How could he escape with such guilt? How could the sect spare him?"

After saying that, Feng Baimei turned around and turned into light and flew straight into the sky.

Luo Fang withdrew his gaze, looked at the sleepy swamp, shook his head and chuckled: "You were able to hide it from me and get promoted to Daoji?"

But he also had some doubts in his heart.

He can be sure that Sen Luohua was indeed destroyed by his own hands.

Then why did Tong Zuo get promoted to Daoji?
Tong Zuo definitely got something on the island that was enough for him to be promoted. Otherwise, he would not have been able to abandon the demon hunting group and escape into the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Could it be that dragon snake?

Luo Fang's thoughts surged, and then he shook his head, his figure blurred, and disappeared on the top of the mountain.

No matter what Tong Zuo was promoted through, there was no threat to him.

Successful promotion can save one's life, but most of them will be sent by the sect to garrison at the border of the territory. If promotion fails, they will naturally be a guest on the Ten Thousand Soul Ladder.

At this time, within a hundred miles of the swamp, the thick and lingering miasma manifested itself into colorful colors, covering the sky.
In a place covered with thick mud, bubbles bubbled up from time to time until they swelled to the point of being transparent. The bubbles exploded, and a thin line of smoke rose up and merged into the miasma in mid-air.

As the mud surged, the corpses of poisonous insects and beasts of different shapes were carried out, and then were swept into the depths by the slurry.

It was completely silent within a kilometer radius, and the poisonous insects and beasts on the edge seemed to sense the danger hidden within, and stayed away from it, daring not to step in.

Deep in the center of the mud, there is a sealed space filled with talismans.

An amethyst scorpion mother with a radius of several meters and a purple-black gem-like body lay on the ground. On her back was a dark scorpion tail that was one meter long and as thick as an arm, covered with dense patterns.

In front of it, a half-naked young man with purple and black lines like earthworms was pressing his hand on the top of the amethyst scorpion mother's head.

Wisps of black gas overflowed from the dark scorpion's tail into an irregular purple spar inside the scorpion mother's body, and then a wisp of purple-black smoke gushed out from the scorpion and flowed down the young man's palm, overflowing into the twelve purple-glazed eyes in his body. Within the Tao Master’s spiritual veins.

The viscous liquid-like purple spiritual power in the spiritual veins flows in with the black-purple gas, just like adding flour to the water, making it more viscous and slowly transforming into a solid.

But as time passed, no matter how many purple-black smoke poured in, the spiritual power never transformed into a solid state.

And at this time, the purple and black lines on the young man's body gradually became stable, and looking at his full appearance, he looked like a twisted scorpion with giant pincers and three tails.

There are still lines surging and spreading at the scorpion's tail, as if it is about to regenerate a tail, but every time it is regenerated, it collapses and disappears. It is only one step away from the spiritual power in his body.

At this moment, the black scorpion tail inserted into the back of the amethyst scorpion mother suddenly trembled for a moment, then turned into ashes and dissipated, and a large stream of black gas suddenly rushed into the irregular crystal in the body.

In an instant, the original purple crystal turned into purple-black.

After a few breaths.

There were several crisp sounds in succession.

The originally irregular crystal stone suddenly peeled off a piece of debris.

And as the edges and corners of the crystal surface peeled off, the crystal, which was originally less than the size of a thumb, quickly expanded like a balloon, and the spiritual energy from the outside world poured in crazily.

At this moment, a complex light golden pattern suddenly lit up on the surface of the crystal within his body.outside world.

The young man slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of pupils like broken glass.

"Ugh"

He looked at the amethyst scorpion mother whose aura was rising step by step, but there was no joy in her eyes. Instead, she sighed softly.

The young man murmured: "It's a pity that the remaining power of Scorpio's remains is too little. It only allowed the insect mother to transform twice, but it was unable to condense the upper third-level Taoist foundation."

As the young man finished speaking.

The purple and black lines on the body surface are like insects, rapidly shrinking, and slowly condensing into a black scorpion with three tails, giant pincers with fangs, and dense patterns all over its navel.

And within the twelve amethyst-like glass-like spiritual veins in his body, the spiritual power that was about to turn into a solid body suddenly hit an inch or three below his navel.

boom.
A huge roar echoed through my mind.

An invisible barrier suddenly shattered.

A misty and chaotic space appeared, and in its center, a ball of liquid with colorful streams of light was rising and falling.

At this time, the purple and black scorpion lines on the young man's lower abdomen flickered with light. The amethyst scorpion mother's body trembled, her body quickly shrunk, and she fit on the lines, slowly blending in.

The young man slowly closed his eyes.

In the space, the figure of the amethyst scorpion mother slowly condensed out, and a hazy scorpion shadow with three tails, giant fangs and dense patterns covered its surface.

"pity."

The young man looked at the ball of liquid glowing with multicolored lights, murmured in his heart, and controlled it to fall towards the insect mother with his mind.

As the liquid blends into the mother insect's body, the scorpion shadow covering its body also blends in.

Just a few breaths.

The scorpion mother then grew huge fangs and pincers, two scorpion tails, and her body spread out with fine and complex patterns.

Then, the boy's surging spiritual power surged into its body and merged with the crystal in his body.

One meter, two meters, three meters.
The size of the scorpion mother expanded rapidly, and the space also expanded. A huge attraction spread out from her body,

Rolling purple-black mist erupted from the young man's body, filling the entire space in the blink of an eye. The runes all over the space flickered for a moment, then turned into a burst of ashes and dissipated.

Without waiting for the mud to pour back, the billowing purple-black mist instantly spread to the surroundings. Wherever it passed, the filthy toxins and miasma that had been stored in the mud for thousands of years were absorbed by it.

In just a few dozen breaths, the mud with a radius of a thousand meters turned into a piece of gray-white hard soil.

Then, the majestic purple-black mist slowly rotated.

In an instant, it turned into a huge whirlpool.

The colorful miasma accumulated on the swamp for thousands of years poured down like a raging river under this gravitational force.

Time passed slowly, and gradually, a chilling aura spread out.

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