Wild boar

Chapter 678 The wicked have their own grind

Chihai Desert.

Yunjing Lake.

A hairy wild boar and a dragon man wearing snow-white armor sat cross-legged opposite each other. The two transformed into monsters and played chess. The game was black and white backgammon.

"I didn't expect that you were also a demon cultivator in disguise." Bing Chi paused, his expression solemn.

"I am only at the fifth level of cultivation. It's not like you can't feel it. The transformation is just a trick." Zhu Zishan easily fell down.

"Do you think I will believe it?" Bing Chi held a sunspot in his white hand, but he didn't know how to drop it.

After thinking about it, I couldn't stop Zhu Zishan from forming five stars in one fell swoop.

"Alas... I lost again with such a simple gameplay." Bing Chi sighed.

"I'm afraid Ancestor Cang Ming has fallen into the hands of Lord Guangyuan. You can actually go back with peace of mind." Zhu Zishan said leisurely while looking in the direction of Peng Hai.

"How do you know?" Bing Chi asked in surprise.

"If Patriarch Cangming was alive, he would have gone to the volcanic island to look for you, but he didn't go. In all likelihood, all the flesh and blood demon pills have been swallowed by Guangyuan Zun." Zhu Zishan said with slightly narrowed eyes.

"Guangyuan Zun, that demon dragon, is murderous, so he can use blood sacrifice to improve his cultivation. Ancestor Cang Ming at least has some eating habits, but Guang Yuan Zun Nas is completely unscrupulous, and he will eat whoever has a high cultivation level. I can't afford to offend this kind of monster." Bing Chi said solemnly.

"The strong will have their own strong hands, and the evil will have their own evil. Don't worry, Guangyuan Zunnas will not live long." Zhu Zishan said with a smile.

"how do you know?"

"I'll tell you if I win." Zhu Zishan changed the black piece and landed another piece.

……

thousands of miles away.

Tianjian Mountain.

Spiritual tide surges.

Dark clouds cover the top.

Thunder and lightning.

This is the Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation.

Zhenjun Lijian, who was sitting in Tianjian Mountain, frowned.

The person who overcame the calamity was actually Xue Mengyao.

a year ago.

Xue Mengyao brought a corpse cultivator to Tianjian Mountain and took away the Purple Gold Saint Yuan Pill that she had refined with her own hands.

Lord Li Jian was about to ask about the corpse cultivator, but Xue Mengyao bluntly said that he wanted to practice in seclusion.

Xue Mengyao has made great contributions to the Dongsheng Human Race, so Lord Li Jian naturally readily agreed to this request and even personally selected the cave for her.

Along the way, the corpse cultivator kept obeying Xue Mengyao without saying a word. Lord Li Jian only thought that Xue Mengyao had accepted a female corpse at the golden elixir stage as a puppet, so he didn't bother to ask any more questions.

However, what Zhenjun Li Jian never expected was that Xue Mengyao would trigger the Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation in just one year of seclusion.

"How is this possible!?" Master Li Jian murmured to himself.

In one year, Xue Mengyao can practice from the early stage of Jindan to the Nascent Soul stage. At this speed of cultivation, unless he is the reincarnation or clone of a great power...

Recalling Xue Mengyao's arrogant attitude when she met him a year ago, which was almost like looking at a junior, the swordsman supreme had already made some guesses.

But what if you guessed it?

If it was really that person, he would not dare to mess with Li Jianzhenjun.

……

Xue Mengyao, who had just formed a Nascent Soul, returned to the cave where she was retreating.

Yue Mo stood up and clasped his fists and said, "Congratulations, senior, congratulations to you, senior, for forming a Nascent Soul in one fell swoop." "Hmph! What's there to congratulate? The Shura Clan's army will invade this world at any time, and it will take a full year for the clone to absorb the elixir. To improve this level of cultivation, blood sacrifice will come faster after all. Have you finished repairing the Tower of Babel?" Xue Mengyao asked impatiently.

"Congratulations, senior, the Tower of Babel has been completed. We have been waiting for you for a long time," Yue Mo said.

"Oh... I am very curious, where did you build the Tower of Babel?" Xue Mengyao asked strangely.

"An island on Penghai Sea." Yue Mo said with a twinkle in his eye.

"Peng Hai? Do you want me to sacrifice my blood to the demon clan?" Xue Mengyao asked with slightly narrowed eyes.

"Senior, please rest assured that the object of our blood sacrifice is neither human nor demon. We will never offend the seniors in the god transformation stage of the human and demon clans, and we will never damage the strength and foundation of this world against the Shura clan." Yue Mo explained.

"The person I want to sacrifice for blood must have high intelligence. It is absolutely impossible to use ordinary sea fish to make up for it." Xue Mengyao said with slightly narrowed eyes.

"Senior, you can rest assured. They are all intelligent creatures full of flesh and blood. Their individual strength is at least second level or higher, and their number is at least millions. If all of them are sacrificed to blood, it will definitely allow senior to reach the late stage of god transformation." Yue. Mo said.

"really?"

"It's absolutely true." Yue Mo said with determination.

"Then who are they?" Xue Mengyao asked with narrowed eyes.

"They are the Abyss Demonic Dragons. This is a race that should not exist in the first place. It is a humanoid monster that was forcibly transformed by people from other worlds using the blood of the Abyss Demonic Dragon. Each one is extremely powerful and numerous. It has been around for a long time. It has become a problem in Penghai."

"Okay! If this matter is completed, I will be rewarded heavily." Xue Mengyao said.

"It's a great honor for Yue Mo to be able to do things for seniors, so how dare he ask for a reward?" Yue Mo said, cupping his fists.

"Very good... let's set off then." Xue Mengyao rolled up her sleeves and left with Yue Mo turning into a ray of light.

After a few hours.

Penghai.

A deserted island.

A ray of aqua blue light descended.

The phantom formation on the deserted island disappeared, and within the phantom formation, there was a nine-story tower.

Each floor of the tower is engraved with inscriptions, depicting a monster with four wings on its back and six legs in an extremely abstract pattern.

Xue Mengyao looked at the tower and nodded with satisfaction.

"This is Elder Yue Mo. Below is Luo Wenjiang of Baishigu Formation Hall. I have been waiting for the elder here for a long time." Luo Wenjiang did not recognize Xue Mengyao, but he did recognize Yue Mo's portrait.

Yue Mo is the elder of the Dark Hall of Baishi Valley. He has a cultivation level of the Golden Core stage. He is powerful and mysterious. When he saw him today, he was indeed extraordinary.

"Are you alone?" Yue Mo asked.

"Of course, there are not only juniors, but also five comrades from the Formation Hall who are ready to be dispatched at any time." Luo Wenjiang said with a smile on his face.

Xue Mengyao was naturally too lazy to listen to the conversation between the two juniors. He went directly to the top of the Babel Tower.

There is no dome on the top of the tower, but an altar.

Xue Mengyao can use this altar to give way to herself in the upper world and grant endless power.

Xue Mengyao looked at the altar and saw that all kinds of things were available. Xue Mengyao did not ask Yue Mo to prepare these things. After all, Xue Mengyao was originally Di Jiang's clone. She wanted to use Di Jiang's power to use her left hand and her right hand. There was really no need to prepare these prayers. thing.

Xue Mengyao stood on the altar and released her spiritual consciousness. She had sensed that there were indeed a large number of Demonic Dragons living on the coast of Bailipenghai.

These demon dragons are all muscular, not low in intelligence, not weak in strength, and they don't look like native creatures of this world.

The Abyss Demon Dragon located underground was originally like an alien creature. The Abyss Demon Dragon people transformed by the Black Dragon King Guangyuan Zun have no characteristics of native creatures.

"Okay! I will perform a blood sacrifice to these Abyss Demonic Dragons." Xue Mengyao pointed to the sky, and dark clouds gathered in the sky, as if a calamity cloud was about to occur.

"Senior! There is a great king in the Abyss Demonic Dragon Clan named Black Dragon King Guangyuan Zun. Although this demon only has a seventh-level cultivation level, his strength is not weaker than that of a ninth-level demon. I hope that seniors will not be careless," Yue Mo reminded.

"Haha... Don't worry. I am standing on the Tower of Babel. Even if a monster comes, I will still have to lie down for you." Xue Mengyao said with a cold look.

(End of this chapter)