To cultivate immortality, one must have good luck

The witch cultivator only has the strength of the seventh level of Yanglun. He relies on his legs to climb mountains and ridges, and walks very slowly.

In Dapeng's opinion, this speed was similar to that of an ant crawling, and it soon became impatient to follow. In addition, it hated rainy days, and in the end it just went on strike and became the size of a sparrow. Out.

"Forget it, let Dapeng rest." Kong Jiang patted his sleeves. He had no choice but to spread hands with Huangfu Wuqin.

Three people followed the witch cultivator in the air.

In the past half day, the sorcerer traveled hundreds of miles over mountains and ridges, and finally entered a valley surrounded by mountains and disappeared.

There were two sentry towers set up with wooden stakes outside the valley entrance, and two witch cultivators stood on top of them to guard.

From time to time, there are witch cultivators who go out and enter the valley in twos and threes. This seems to be a residence of witch cultivators.

"I knew it was impossible for this witch cultivator to go deep into this wilderness alone." Kong Zhi glanced at the valley, and the three of them rose to the sky and looked down from a high place.

The valley is quite large, with flat terrain in the middle and a radius of ten or twenty miles.

On all sides of the valley close to the mountain, there are some simple residences, and many Gu witch cultivators come in and out of them.

In the center of the valley, there is a strange building rising from the ground, with layers of stairs going up. Judging from its appearance, it turns out to be an altar.

But compared to the altar in Xihuang Paradise and the Starry Sky Altar in Qinghu Paradise, its size is much inferior.

It was made of gray stones, and the material was far less magical than the two altars looked like.

Those witch cultivators who came back from the surrounding mountains and forests immediately climbed up to the altar and poured the blood of monsters they had collected on the altar.

The entire altar was contaminated with blood, and the disgusting smell of blood could be smelled from a distance.

"Sure enough, there must be a monster when things go wrong. The appearance of this Gu border shaman cultivator at the border of Tianqi is abnormal. It turns out that it is to water the altar." Shangguan Yuzhou pinched his nose, as if he couldn't stand the blood rushing straight to his forehead. taste.

"This altar cannot be kept!" Huangfu Wuqin looked down at the altar with a pair of golden eyes, with deep solemnity in his eyes.

Since the battle at the Starry Sky Altar, almost everyone who participated in that battle has had a shadow of the altar.

As he said that, Huangfu Wuqin turned to Kong Ji, who was silent, as if he wanted to hear his opinion.

While the two of them were paying attention to the altar, Kong Zhi's vision had already swept over the countless residences built on all sides of the valley.

When Huangfu Wuqin glanced away, he slowly told the information he had spied: "There are hundreds of witch cultivators here. On the rock walls of the valley on all sides, there are four shaman cultivators in the realm of ascending the wheel. The altar There is someone above me whose cultivation level I can’t see through, I’m afraid he is even higher than Senior Sister Huangfu’s cultivation level.”

The shaman cultivator Kong Zhen was talking about who couldn't see through his cultivation was an old man with pigtails. He knelt down in front of the altar of the altar. His upper body was bare, revealing a body covered with tattoos.

The most eye-catching pattern is a giant python, spreading from his waist to his cheeks.

Now he was facing the altar and mumbling something, as if he was performing some kind of ritual.

When the three of them were spying on the valley from a high place.

The old man didn't know if he really didn't notice them or if he didn't want to interrupt his ceremony.

Huangfu Wuqin had noticed the old man a long time ago. After hearing what Kong Xi said, she just glanced down from the corner of her eye and replied lightly: "I can kill him!"

Kong Xian had never doubted Huangfu Wuqin's strength, but he didn't think it was a wise move to charge directly.

The witchcraft of the witch cultivators is extremely weird, not to mention that there are five chakra ascending shaman cultivators and hundreds of chakra nurturing cultivators on the other side.

After a moment of deliberation, Kong Jiang informed Huangfu Wuqin and Shangguan Yuzhou of his thoughts, who were about to make a move.

"After going to Tianqi, you should report it to your master and let people from the Tianqi Dynasty handle it."

Before leaving, Lei Zun specifically warned Kong Jiang not to get involved in the dispute between Tianqi Dynasty and Gu Jiang, and Kong Jiang took it seriously.

The implication is to persuade Huangfu Wuqin and Shangguan Yuzhou to stay. Who would have known that Huangfu Wuqin smiled sweetly after hearing this, pointed to his small nose, and said with a smile: "Your senior sister, I am from the Tianqi Dynasty, and I have royal blood in my body. It's true."

"Oops, I forgot about this." Hearing Huangfu Wuqin's response, Kong Xiang sighed in his heart.

Before he could speak to stop him, Huangfu Wuqin had already taken a step forward, his voice carrying thunderous majesty, which shook the valley below.

"People below, you are surrounded."

At this time, how could we miss Shangguan Yuzhou, who was worried about the world being in chaos? He also shouted downwards with a voice mixed with spiritual power: "Surrender without killing."

In the sky, Kong Zhi's furious voice echoed behind the two of them: "Just do it. You allow me to make plans. What's the point of just yelling like this? It's not a fight."

"There are only three of us!"

Shangguan Yuzhou rubbed his ears that were itchy from Kong's roar, smiled calmly, and responded: "That's boring."

"What should I do? I've already screamed." Huangfu Wuqin went too far. She even blinked her bright eyes at Kong Ji with an innocent expression.

"You guys are cruel!" Kong Ji gave a thumbs up expressionlessly.

Under the sky, after the voices of Huangfu Wuqin and Shangguan Yuzhou fell.

The atmosphere in the entire valley was instantly audible. Many witch cultivators in the valley who were still pouring demon blood on the altar raised their heads and looked into the void where Kong and the others were.

The expected panic did not happen.

Hundreds of shaman cultivators in the Yanglun realm gathered on the altar in a disciplined manner. As the tattoos on their bodies flashed, they formed a barrier similar to an array to protect the altar.

The four Ascension Wheel Realm shaman cultivators rose into the sky from below the valley and stayed in the void in front of Kong Zhen and the others.

The four ascending wheel shaman cultivators, three men and one woman, are all wearing animal skins, revealing their upper bodies with tattoos, and have a wild temperament.

The first person to speak was the female witch cultivator. Her face was not ugly, her upper body was bare and she was not shy. She looked at the three of them with cold eyes, and said in a cold voice: "You are seeking death, dare to intrude on me, Wu Snake." tribe."

While the witch cultivator was talking, Kong Zhen also secretly looked at the four ascending wheel witch cultivators.

Three foundation-building realms and one fetal light.

The witch Xiu who spoke was the only fetal light.

Shangguan Yuzhou had no intention of responding to the question of the Tiguang monk from the Black Snake Tribe. Instead, he pointed at the witch cultivator, smiled at Huangfu Wuqin and Kong Xian and said, "Leave this Tiguang monk to me!"

"I've been holding it in all this time, so I need to let it out."

Shangguan Yuzhou is not a womanizer and has no interest in women at all.

He said he was holding it in all the way, but actually he said he felt itchy and wanted to fight.

In the ears of the four ascending wheels of the Black Snake Tribe, it was a different meaning, and their eyes showed a fierce light.

"You don't have to leave today, stay and sacrifice to the Crow God." The female cultivator of Taiguang smiled ferociously. The moment she finished speaking, a colorful giant snake came out of the tattoo on her chest and moved towards Shangguan. Yu Zhou killed them and left.

During the flight, the giant python spit out a large cloud of poisonous miasma, emitting a pungent stench. The poisonous miasma was obviously not weak in toxicity.

Shangguan Yuzhou was not afraid, but smiled loudly: "Well done!"

Boom! Sword light burst out from his body, and the sharp sword energy directly split the invisible poisonous miasma into two, and he himself turned into sword light and took this opportunity to pass through the gap of the poisonous miasma and kill the fetal light witch Xiu.

Ling Ran's sword energy exploded instantly.

The witch cultivated in the realm of embryonic light, so she was naturally not afraid. The colorful snakes and lins instantly covered her body. She slapped a palm to resist the sword energy, and she was able to withstand Shangguan Yuzhou's sword energy with her physical strength. (End of chapter)