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

Chapter 450 Beginning

"Then you all stay here."

Hear sounds.

The seven people felt a surge of throbbing in their hearts. Before they ran away far, they vaguely heard a faint sound of a sword.

next moment.

The seven people only felt a fierce sword intent overwhelming them, their souls seemed to be chopped by axes, and the severe pain came over them. They groaned and fell.

Wait until you come to your senses.

Several people looked up at the sky with horror in their eyes.

Above the dark sky, there was a red glow all over the sky. But if you look closely, you can find that it is not red glow, but sharp sword lights.

The old man who had mentioned the visit earlier shuddered for a moment when he saw this scene, and said in fear: "I didn't know you were my senior..."

But before he could finish his words, he saw sword lights falling like rain, setting off bursts of sword whistles.

"Misunderstanding"

The old man wailed and hurriedly used his magic power to infuse his Taoist supernatural powers.

Billowing black smoke rose up, accompanied by the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling, and distorted faces appeared, dragging black air with them.

However, they did not face the rain of sword light, but instead surrounded the old man tightly, forming a heavy protective shield.

The other six people also hurriedly took action.

Some are similar to the old man, with magical powers to drive away ghosts and protect themselves, some magical powers manifest as giant flames several feet high, the flames are not hot but cold, and some magical powers manifest as a dark white bone spear with billowing black smoke.
Although their methods are different, they are all Yin-type magical powers, and are extremely ferocious.

And at this time.

The rain-like sword light turned into seven long dragons and smashed down towards the seven people.

Boom.Ah.
Along with thunder, seven dazzling rays of light shot up into the sky, followed by a shrill scream and the sound of the Taoist monk's death.

above the sky.

Li Changsheng twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "This is too weak." As the thought moved slightly, a sword light carrying a broken corpse floated in front of him.

Just a quick search and then put it away.

Perhaps because one of them died instantly, the other six places covered by the sword light burst into violent waves, and the sword light became weaker at a speed visible to the naked eye.

See this.

Li Changsheng did not delay any longer. He took a step forward and landed not far from one of the sword lights. He raised his arm, and wisps of blood light emerged, condensing into a palm like glass, which suddenly reached into the sword light.

ah.
There was a scream, and the sword light faded. A middle-aged monk with tattered clothes and a bloody hole in his abdomen appeared in his place.

At this time, his breathing was weak, his eyes were closed and he fell into a coma.

Li Changsheng smiled, searched it, waved his hand and put it into the human bag, then looked towards another place covered by sword light.

He took a step forward and came not far in front of him. Just like before, he used the magical power "All Spirits" to condense into a physical palm and reached into the sword light.

Ah.Ah.
However, within just a dozen breaths, three people fell into his hands one after another.

And this time.

The remaining three people also broke free from the sword light.

It manifested itself as an old man surrounded by thousands of ghosts, a middle-aged man with a sinister face, holding a white bone spear in one hand, and a giant of phantom flame several meters tall.

When he saw that in just a dozen breaths, there were only three of them left, the Phantom Flame Giant didn't even think twice and turned into a faint light and escaped behind him.

But there was a slender figure who was faster than him. He could not escape more than a hundred feet before a dark-scaled fish tail carrying a dark current came crashing down.

Bang.
The escaping light broke through in an instant, revealing the figure of a hunchbacked old woman. Xiaoqing's tail continued to move forward and hit her chest hard.

Click, boom.
A tremendous force exploded, and a series of bone-breaking sounds were heard. The old woman's eyes bulged out, her body almost folded in half, a blood mist spurted out of her mouth, and she fell heavily to the ground.

Xiaoqing did not stop. She turned into a stream of light and came to the old woman. Her body instantly wrapped around her like a snake.

If Li Changsheng had not stopped it in time, the old woman would most likely have been turned into minced meat. But even so, most of her bones were shattered, her internal organs were ruptured, and she suffered severe damage.

"Hissing Dragon" saw the old woman's fate, the old man and the sinister middle-aged man took a breath of cold air at the same time, and then looked at the big monsters and ghost generals who were staring at them covetously, and the expressions of the two kept changing.

They looked at each other, bowed down together, and said in fear: "Please spare my life, sir. I am willing to be commanded by you."

"Spare your life?"

Li Changsheng put the old woman into the human grave bag, looked at the two of them with a smile, hesitated for a moment, walked up to the two of them, a vague blood light appeared in his hand, and he slowly pressed it down.

Sensing the surge of mana in the two people's bodies, he said calmly: "If you want to live, don't resist, otherwise..."

moment.

Li Changsheng put the two people who looked terrified and resentful into the human tomb bag, and said with a slightly disappointed tone: "It's a pity that all spirits cannot support monks."

He shook his head slightly and turned back to the palace on the mountain of the underworld.

Li Changsheng sat on the chair.

Just as he was about to check the spoils, his expression suddenly changed, his palm turned over, and a jade token engraved with a bird appeared in his palm.

Divine thoughts penetrated.

A rough and domineering voice sounded in my mind.

"In half a year, come to Wushan Junfeng"

"Should we start?"

Li Changsheng's expression changed. He put away the token, pondered for a moment, connected his mind to the "Ten Thousand Corpses Banner", and sensed the thousands of weak connections connected to it. With a slight movement of his mind, he gave the order to take action.

He immediately set about cleaning up the spoils.

At this time.

Located in a mountain range that looks like a tomb somewhere in the Chaos Realm.

There were figures of different sizes, some covered with iron-like black hair, some covered with scales, some with big heads and small bodies, some riding on monsters, etc., scattered in the mountains and forests, hunting monsters as if planned.

Among them, there was a corpse ghost who was as broad as a board and covered with dark scales. He was a meter tall and suddenly stopped moving.

After counting the interest.

Roar.
The tall corpse ghost's dark green eyes lit up for a moment, he raised his head and let out a roar, then strode to the side.

Hearing its roar, the other corpse ghosts gave up hunting the demon ghost and turned into black shadows and followed closely behind.

at the same time.

Similar situations occurred everywhere in the Chaos Realm.

If you look down from the sky, you can see that tens of thousands of corpses scattered across the place are gathering like loose sand, consciously gathering towards the seven big cities.

Three days later.

A large city in the Chaos Realm that is surrounded by mountains on three sides.

The city glowed dimly like the sun, making the city seem as bright as day.

You can see monks frequently coming and going on the streets of the city, stalls selling spiritual objects are everywhere, and the taverns and brothels are even more bustling and always packed.

When the cultivators talk about each other, the most frequently mentioned topics are "Corpse Demons" and "Corpse Demon Path".

Especially the latter.

As the originator of the birth of corpse ghosts, although all cultivators despise it, most of them have a copy in their storage bags because of its low price and wide circulation.

Don’t say anything else.

The fact that it can increase lifespan alone makes it impossible for most cultivators to give it up.

After all, not everyone can advance to the Nengmai Realm. When one’s lifespan runs out, it may be the last straw.

While they were discussing.

On the backs of the three mountains outside the city, there were dots of dark green light flickering like fireflies. At a glance, they were densely packed and countless.

(End of this chapter)