Mortal: I will establish an immortal dynasty among mortals

Chapter 129 Ancient Demon
After Yang Lin lifted the piece of soil, he put it directly into the system space. He ignored the shocked eyes of the people around him and quickly looked towards the system space.

Yang Lin felt relieved when he discovered that the Lingzhu Fruit Tree at this moment was still the same as before and had not dissipated.

Now that it was confirmed that the Lingzhu Fruit Tree was safe and sound, Yang Lin recovered his mind in the system space.

"Look at who is around, contact them quickly, and ask them to come to us quickly to protect Daoist Fellow Wei and the two of them."

Although there are many masters on their side, they can't resist the large number of monsters!It would not be good if they were allowed to break through the defense line and affect Wei Wuya and the two's advancement into gods.

"Your Majesty, the message has been sent to them. There are two teams coming here at the moment!" said one of the Nascent Soul monks.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, you big monks are divided into eight directions to intercept those monsters. I will take the rest of the people and continue to defend here." Yang Lin gave instructions loudly.

When the eight Nascent Soul Dzogchen monks heard this, they all nodded, and then divided into eight directions and killed them directly. Their auras were released without reservation.

The effect of this was still very obvious. As soon as most of the monster beasts sensed these eight auras, they all stopped and began to hesitate. Only a few ancient beasts in the Nascent Soul stage still moved towards them regardless. They rushed over here.

Not only that, there are even a large group of poisonous insects among them, rolling up the gray mist and charging towards this direction with no regard for their own safety.

The gray mist didn't look very eye-catching, but after passing over some grass and trees, those plants withered instantly. It was obvious that the gray mist was highly poisonous.

Yang Lin's expression changed, and he said to those magicians in the early and middle stages of Nascent Soul: "Try using spiritual techniques."

Hearing Yang Lin's words, the mages began to make fast hand gestures and muttered words. Suddenly, powerful spiritual arts flew out and headed towards the large cloud of gray mist.

"Rumble" a series of loud noises were heard. After the light of the spiritual arts dissipated, the place became empty. Just the attack of these spiritual arts made these poisonous insects disappear into ashes.

Of course, there were also many poisonous insects with strong auras, and it seemed that their auras were not weaker than those of the Yuanying monks. However, under the successive attacks of the eight Perfection monks, they were killed together with the ancient beasts that rushed towards them.

As time passed slowly, the two teams of men and horses had arrived. With so many Nascent Soul cultivators protecting them, the defense intensity naturally increased greatly.

In the next few days, Yang Lin and others took turns taking action, always firmly protecting Wei Wuya and the others.

In the past few days, Wei Wuya and Master Zhiyang both broke through to the divine transformation stage, and also stabilized their cultivation levels, and then came out with glowing faces.

"Brother Wei, Brother Zhiyang, congratulations to these two fellow Taoists for becoming the only two god-transforming monks in our Great Yan Dynasty."

Ten of them took the Creation Pill at the same time, and it turned out that these two old monsters were the first to advance to the God Transformation stage. They said they were not envious, which was false, but they were also confident that after going back to retreat for a period of time, they could also become God Transformation monks. of.

Wei Wuya and Master Zhiyang could not hide their excitement at this moment, especially Wei Wuya. If he could not advance to become a god, he would probably turn into a handful of loess in a short time.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your support. This is how Wei is today. From now on, he will shine brightly and dedicate himself to the Great Yan Dynasty?" Wei Wuya greeted those people for a while, then came to Yang Lin and bowed in salute. Sincere thanks.

The same is true for Master Zhiyang. If it were him before, he might not be able to advance to become a god. All this was given by His Majesty Yang Lin, so he also said the same thing as Wei Wuya. .

"You two elders don't have to be like this. All this is the efforts of the two elders themselves. I just added fuel to the flames." Yang Lin stretched out his hand to help the two of them up and said with a smile.When Wei Wuya and Master Zhiyang heard this, they also smiled at Yang Lin and secretly made up their minds to make the Great Yan Dynasty more and more powerful.

"Now that the two elders have successfully advanced to become gods, we should search for the Fallen Demon Valley." Yang Lin waved his hand and continued to search for the Fallen Demon Valley.

After everyone heard Yang Lin's words, they scattered again and began to search for the treasures of heaven and earth in the Falling Demon Valley.

But only half a day later, Yang Lin felt intense spiritual energy fluctuations coming from the sky in the distance. It was obvious that someone was fighting there.

Yang Lin led the group of people under him and hurried towards the direction of the battle. After driving for dozens of miles, Yang Lin and his party suddenly saw a figure in front of them fleeing toward him in panic.

When they got closer, Yang Lin and others saw clearly who the visitor was. This person was none other than Nanlong Hou, a late great monk.

But at this moment, he looked extremely embarrassed, with varying degrees of injuries in many places on his body. It was obvious that he was fighting with others just now.

But at this moment, not only was his whole body exuding a monstrous demonic energy, but his face also became extremely strange, and his whole person looked extremely weird.

"Nanlong Hou, what's wrong with you?" The monks following Yang Lin were in a commotion, and an acquaintance asked.

After hearing this, Marquis Nanlong sensed that among Yang Lin's group, the one with the highest cultivation level was only in the middle stage of Yuanying, and he already had a body in the late stage of Yuanying. With his magical power, these people were simply What a great tonic for him!

"I feel a sense of fear from the soul of the owner of this body!" Marquis Nanlong licked his lips and said with a strange smile.

"He is no longer Nanlong Hou, but was taken away by the ancient demon." Yang Lin sighed and said.

After hearing this, everyone else's expressions changed drastically. They knew a lot about the rumors about the ancient demon, especially the demon monks, who had a deep understanding of this.

Most of the magic skills they practice now are modified from the skills and magical powers of ancient demons. Their power cannot be underestimated, let alone pure ancient demons?
"I didn't expect that someone would be poisoned by you after all. In that case, let Yang see how powerful your ancient demon clan is."

Despite his repeated reminders, some people still died in the hands of the ancient demon, and it was conceivable that Nanlong Hou was not the only one who died in the hands of this ancient demon.

"It's shameless to say that, since you want to seek death, I will help you." After hearing this, the demonized Marquis Nanlong became furious, and his face became extremely gloomy and terrifying.

His figure just flickered on the spot, and then the whole person disappeared on the spot. The next moment, he seemed to teleport and appeared in front of Yang Lin, with a pair of black palms, like steel claws. , and grabbed Yang Lin's dantian.

Yang Lin had been prepared for this for a long time. He saw a flash of green light on his body, and then dense green scales the size of copper coins appeared on the surface of Yang Lin's body, and then exploded against the palm grabbed by the ancient demon. passed.

With a "bang", green and black light bloomed in the center of the two-color light, and then a black figure flew out, flying for more than ten feet before stopping.

That black shadow was naturally Nanlong Hou, but at this moment, Nanlong Hou's face was full of shock. He did not expect that he would actually suffer a loss in the physical fight.

(End of this chapter)