Wild boar

Chapter 653 Sword Pig
"Are you killing the elders of our sect just to lure me into the sea and fall into your ambush?" True Lord Puyang raised his eyebrows, and his powerful consciousness descended like the mighty power of heaven.

The four fire spirits around her disappeared as if teleporting.

the next moment.

Then he appeared in the vast ocean.

The wild boar demon 500 meters below showed a horrified look.

This thing can actually be taken into the water.

The four-colored fire spirits were approaching Zhu Zishan like meteors.

The seawater around the fire spirit was instantly vaporized, forming a vacuum channel.

The body and the sword are one.

The huge wild boar suddenly turned into a sharp sword light and plunged towards the depths of the sea.

500 meters under the sea, the resistance is extremely high, and the speed of the sword light is far slower than in the air, unless Zhu Zishan understands that the sword energy turns into silk.

The penetrating power of the sword wire is so strong that it can ignore any resistance.

Boom.

The four colored fire spirits gathered.

There was a violent explosion under the sea, and then a huge whirlpool formed.

The sea is calm again.

"Huh! Dragon." With the help of the violent explosion, True Lord Puyang had already seen the figure hidden in the sea. It should be a great dragon demon in the transformation stage.

Wild boar demon, human monk, Baishi Valley, dragon-like demon...

These names passed through the mind of True Lord Puyang one by one.

Since the results cannot be obtained from the demon clan, it is the same as starting from the human clan.

"Hmph! A monk who can run away can't run away from the temple." True Lord Puyang snorted coldly and turned into a ball of fire and left.

……

Cangming Island.

Although there is still a middle-grade spiritual vein here, the spiritual energy is extremely rich and is close to the high-grade, second only to Tianjian Mountain in the Dongsheng Human Race realm.

A huge dragon fell from the sky.

The originally bright Cangming Island turned gloomy.

Cang Ming Hao Jiao is enough to affect the celestial phenomena around the island.

dong dong dong dong...

A wild boar demon rolled on the ground seventeen or eight times, then turned over and stood up. The pig's eyes glanced around, exploring the surrounding terrain.

Cangming Haojiao hovered in mid-air, and after landing, it transformed into a man in green clothes.

The man has almost completely transformed into a human head and limbs. However, he has a single horn on his head and reverse scales on his neck. He should be in the so-called middle stage of transformation.

It can be inferred from this that True Lord Puyang should also have a cultivation level in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

It has been at least 300 years since Zhenjun Puyang advanced to the Nascent Soul stage. It is not surprising that he has reached the middle stage of cultivation.

Zhu Zishan's transformation with a huge boar head on his head belongs to the early stage of transformation.

However, Zhu Zishan is in a false form. He has a fifth-level cultivation and stands up like a big-tailed wolf, which will arouse the suspicion of the demon. It is better to lie down like a silly wild boar, which will definitely lead to a longer life.

"Where are you monster?" asked Cangming Haojiao, who transformed into a human form.

"As my grandfather told me, I am a monster from the desert." The boar replied.

"Desert?" Cang Ming Ancestor pondered.

The wild boar demon looked worried.

After all, he is not a local monster, so he doesn't know the temperament of Cang Ming Ancestor, but Zhu Zishan still knows the rules of monsters to some extent.

Although the territorial awareness of monsters is very strong, it is aimed at monsters of the same level.

If Zhu Zishan transforms, he will definitely be expelled. If he is unwilling to be expelled, he may be killed on the spot.

But Zhu Zishan's cultivation level was far lower than that of Cang Ming Hao Jiao. Zhu Zishan was not very sure what this old dragon would do to him.

"But the desert to the east?" Cang Ming Ancestor asked again.

"Exactly." Zhu Zishan replied honestly.

"The desert to the east is barren of grass. How could it support such a big monster like you?" Cang Ming Ancestor asked with a strange look on his face.

"There are underground rivers in the desert, and there are river fish in the underground rivers. It's no problem to fill your stomach." Zhu Zishan explained.

"What bloodline are you from?" Cang Ming Ancestor continued to ask without getting entangled in this matter.

"Grandpa, I should be of sword pig blood." Zhu Zishan lowered his wild boar head and said respectfully.

"Sword pig? It's really unheard of." "What is your bloodline's magical power?" Cang Ming ancestor asked again.

"It's with a sword." The wild boar spoke in human language.

"What a joke, you're not a human monk, where did you get the sword?" Cang Ming Ancestor was about to laugh out loud at this stupid pig.

"Grandfather, please see."

I saw the brown-haired wild boar shaking its head like a treasure, and its two huge tusks fell off its face into the air, turning into two snow-white flying swords.

swoosh swish...

Two fanged flying swords flew vertically and horizontally in the air, as fast as lightning and as fast as thunder.

Ancestor Cang Ming's eyes followed the two flying swords around. After watching them for a while, he felt a little dazzled.

suddenly.

I saw one of the tusked flying swords flying towards the wild boar, and the wild boar also rushed towards its tusks.

The body and the sword are one.

snorted.

The wild boar demon turned into a bright sword light and appeared a hundred feet away as if teleporting.

The sword light faded away, revealing the shape of a pig.

Then the body and sword become one again.

A bright sword light flew back, and the wild boar demon came back and forth as if teleporting.

Ancestor Cang Ming nodded. Such bloodline was indeed unusual. No wonder he was able to escape from the hands of the Nascent Soul female cultivator.

"You have good bloodline, no wonder you can achieve such a level of cultivation." Cang Ming Ancestor nodded approvingly.

"Grandpa, it's funny." The wild boar looked extremely humble.

"However, although our demon clan relies on blood, we cannot rely solely on blood. If we cannot break through the shackles of our own blood, we will only be worse than the previous generation." Cang Ming Ancestor said with his hands behind his back and his aura.

"Then how to break through?" the wild boar demon asked.

"Of course it's cultivation." Cang Ming Ancestor said with his eyes narrowed.

"How... how to practice?" Although Zhu Zishan has practiced countless magical powers, as far as he knows, monsters generally do not practice magical powers. The magical powers are all inherent in the blood, and it is almost impossible to succeed in cultivating them on your own.

"Of course I'm going to practice to the point of death!" Cang Ming Ancestor said with burning eyes.

"How many monster clans are envious of you for being able to cultivate to this level. If you don't practice yourself and break through, your cultivation will be stagnant forever if your bloodline fails in the future. As long as you can't practice to death, you will practice to death. The same is true for me. Only by risking everything can you achieve what you are today." Ancestor Cang Ming said in a tone of teaching the younger generation.

heard...

The wild boar showed sincere respect.

"I dare to ask Grandpa Grandpa, how many supernatural powers have you developed beyond your bloodline?"

"My bloodline reached its peak 500 years ago. In order to go further, I began to practice my own techniques. Finally, God rewarded my hard work. I finally developed a magical power beyond my bloodline talent." Ancestor Cang Ming said. He said with a proud face.

500 years, a magical power?
This magical power must be one that can shock the world and make ghosts and gods weep.

"May I ask Grandpa Zu what this magical power is?"

"Just keep an eye on it." Cang Ming Patriarch took one step and split into two.

Two Cang Ming ancestors appeared on the spot.

One has an aura as majestic as a mountain, while the other has no aura at all.

It turned out to be a very poor illusion technique.

Ah this!

It took you 500 years to practice such a broken magic.

"Grandpa... you are so great! How did you do it?" the wild boar asked in reverence.

"I have already said that if you can't practice to death, then practice to death!" Cang Ming Ancestor said with his head held high.

"Bing Chi." Cang Ming Patriarch shouted.

In the sea.

An ice dragon jumped out and flew out of the sea without splashing at all.

The ice dragon circled on Cangming Island and landed in front of Cangming Ancestor.

Delicate scales, round eyes, smooth and bright body.

This is a female...

The wild boar narrowed his eyes and accurately determined the gender of the ice dragon.

(End of this chapter)