Nine turns immortal

() Yunshan and the three disciples came to their cave, and each sat down cross-legged. Wang Qian's heart moved, and he realized that the master who was still full of spring just now looked a little dignified. Within a year, what changes might have taken place in the world of comprehension.

Although he also met many elders, core disciples, and even true disciples just now, none of those few disciples in Qingyun sect who are tyrannical and tyrannical is not a single one. Little-known characters are not taken very seriously, but with such a big movement in Chilian Leijie, it is impossible that none of these people appeared, so there can only be one reason, these people are not in Qingyun Mountain.

"Wang Gan, you are finally out of the customs, and you have made great progress in your cultivation. life."

Zhou Qing and Yun Lu also had serious expressions on their faces. Wang Gan understood that these two must have heard something, and Yun Shan's words were probably aimed at himself.

"Master, what happened exactly? Could it be that we inner disciples, even with innate realms, can't stay on the mountain to practice?"

Wang Gan's question is also very ingenious, because according to his understanding, in the realm of comprehension, disciples in the innate realm can be said to be everywhere, and they are the most humble monks. Even if they are extremely talented, they have not yet grown up. Generally speaking, these disciples take some simple tasks to practice themselves on weekdays. Only when they successfully build a foundation can they be regarded as a real monk and truly join the world of cultivators.

"Hey, Junior Brother, you have been cultivating with all your heart for the past two years, and you are very pure. You don't know, these days, the world of cultivation has been turbulent, and many low-level disciples from various sects and sects have died. , even my Qingyun sect, there are hundreds of inner disciples who died."

Zhou Qing smiled bitterly, then his face sank.

Wang Qian was horrified. Since he came to Tianyuan Continent, except for killing a few disciples of Tianyuanzong when he just became a zombie, he has been peaceful. Nothing happened. It has only been two years since he saw each other. It is astonishing that such a drastic change has taken place.

"Could it be that the war between good and evil has begun?"

Wang Qian thought that his conjecture was very accurate.

"Hey, it's not that simple. According to investigations by great supernatural beings from various sects, the underground Nether clan has begun to be in turmoil again. Recently, many demon heads of the Nether clan have begun to appear on Tianyuan Continent, and humans in many places have been slaughtered. gone."

Yun Shan's face was heavy, and he sighed endlessly.

Wang Gan didn't know much about the Nether Clan, so naturally he could only listen.

Yun Shan just briefly introduced the situation, and let them leave separately.

Next, Wang Gan first spent a few days to consolidate his cultivation. After he broke through to the second round of Nine-Turn Body Training and opened up the Sea of ​​​​Bitterness, his cultivation had a huge breakthrough. According to his own estimation, compared with the innate The Dzogchen is much more powerful, even comparable to the monks in the foundation building period. Although the divine power in the sea of ​​suffering seems weak, but it is the power condensed to the extreme, constantly nourishing his body, and the power is getting stronger day by day. A humanoid beast.

This day, he practiced the Kuhai Yin Jue again, one move after another, like a dragon, majestic and vast, and like a crane, elegant and ethereal, the air is constantly exploding, flashing blue qi from time to time, within a radius of about ten feet, The void oscillated, and no matter whether it was rocks or vegetation, they were instantly turned into powder, fierce and fierce to the extreme.

"This sea of ​​bitterness seal formula seems simple, and even has only one form, but it is broad and profound, communicating the Dao, and extremely mysterious. The more you practice, the more you can feel the profoundness of it."

Taking a deep breath, Wang Gan restrained his breath, and the boiling spirit in his body slowly calmed down, contemplating his actions just now.

Zhou Qing suddenly came to the door and explained his purpose, but he wanted him to go to the Pepsi Hall together to receive the task of descending the mountain, and go deep underground to kill the demon leader of the Nether clan.

Wang Gan didn't dare to neglect, the two tidied up casually, and set off immediately.

Along the way, Wang Gan was listening to Zhou Qing's explanation. It turned out that during this period of time, the senior officials of the Qingyun Sect had ordered to encourage the disciples of the sect to go down the mountain to practice and fight against the devils of the Nether clan. On the one hand, kill as many devils as possible to protect the mortals in Tianyuan Continent from being massacred.

Before arriving at the Pepsi Hall, Wang Qian had already seen many disciples of the Qingyun Sect coming and going, some of them were even covered in blood, obviously they had just finished fighting with the underground devil.

There are still many disciples scattered, their faces full of pain, Zhou Qing explained from the side, recently everyone went out to fight in teams, and some teams gained a lot, while some teams were either weak or unlucky Well, if you encounter a powerful demon, you will naturally suffer heavy casualties, and there are still many teams who have not returned, staying underground forever, and becoming the food of those Nether tribe demons.

At this moment, Wang Gancai deeply felt the brutality of fighting and the humbleness of life. In his previous life, he lived on the earth. Although it was also a world of mortals, it was a time of peace after all. How could it be as bloody and tragic as it is now.

When they came to Baishi Hall, there were four or five disciples waiting for them to arrive. When they saw Zhou Qing, they all came forward to say hello with a smile. As for Wang Gan, there were too few opportunities to show his face in Qingyunmen. I don't know him, once in the battle stage, it is also fleeting, low-key and pitiful, naturally no one knows him.

After the group of seven gathered, they immediately entered the Pepsi Hall. The deacons there were also very busy recently, and there were too many disciples accepting tasks. Not an easy job.

The tasks related to the Nether Race in the underground are very simple. A middle-aged deacon casually threw over a book, which recorded the information of the Nether Race and mission requirements. Wang Gan and his party took it and left without asking. There are already a lot of people waiting to receive the task.

All the way down the mountain, Wang Gan also understood the situation of his team. Except for Zhou Qing, the remaining five were Wang Dao, Li Haoran, Zhao Changqing, Zhao Kuang, and Huang Zheng, all of whom were innate late stage cultivation bases.

As for Zhou Qing, after two years, he has already broken through to the level of congenital Dzogchen, and almost succeeded in building the foundation.

After listening to Zhou Qing's introduction to Wang Gan, the other five people looked surprised and looked at Wang Gan with burning eyes, as if there were countless flowers blooming on his face, making Wang Gan dumbfounded.

"A few, are you here?"

Wang Gan was puzzled, he was an otaku who didn't leave the door, and he couldn't stand the eyes of these people as if they were looking at cherished animals.

"Wow, you are brother Zhou Qing's junior, that monstrous king?"

Among the few people, Huang Zheng was the most lively and talked the most along the way, and he immediately started yelling.

"You still don't know? You are now a famous person among the disciples of Qingyun sect. You were struck by lightning from the sky after you broke through the innate realm. It is unprecedented. That day, the thunder struck violently and the sky was covered by red clouds!"

As soon as Huang Zheng said this, the others kept nodding, even the coolest Wang Dao had sharp eyes.

Wang Gan gave a wry smile, and only then did he realize that he was already famous, and he was not just famous. I don’t know how many people inquired about him, and he was very depressed. Who would want to be struck by lightning? Looking at the scenery, the danger in it Only he himself can guess what is wrong, it is really close to death.

"Is it good to be struck by lightning? Otherwise, you can try it?"

Wang Gan opened his mouth to retort, and the others immediately stopped their drums and stopped talking, all trembling.

At least a few of them had innate late-stage strength, and with the amulet of divine movement in their hands, their speed was so fast that they almost had the aura of traveling to the North Sea at dusk Cangwu. In less than half an hour, they left the Qingyun Mountains nearly ten thousand miles away .

"Okay, juniors, there is an underground gap not far ahead, get ready."

Among the few people, Zhou Qing was always the leader. Hearing this, his face became serious, and the atmosphere was no longer as active as before.

Not long after walking, I saw a dilapidated city, the walls collapsed, the houses were flattened, and a decaying smell came over my face, desolate and miserable.

The huge city is now a dead city, full of incomplete bones, like a hell on earth.

"This city was overthrown by the Underworld Clan half a year ago. Hundreds of thousands of people in the city were devoured, and no one survived."

Zhou Qing's complexion was heavy, and everyone's eyes were red. Although it is said that the cultivators are superior and desperate, but it is only relatively speaking. Those old monsters with advanced cultivation bases have lived for hundreds of thousands of years Fortunately, people like Wang Gan and the others, the oldest of whom is only 30 years old, are all young, full-blooded, and the most jealous. Seeing such a scene of hell, they gritted their teeth and looked hideous.

"This Nether clan is simply the devil among all the devils. It is not enough to prove the Dao heart if you don't kill them!"

Wang Gan also had a grim expression, and he didn't have the slightest affection for the Nether race. They are really not my race, so their hearts must be different. The Nether race is not human at all. Once born, they feed on humans. My favorite, with sufficient aura, devouring a cultivator is enough to make the demon head of the Nether clan improve greatly, and he can be called a deadly enemy.

Even the monks of the demonic way are not as cruel as these monsters. Although the demonic way is known as cruel and vicious, they are all human races after all, and they will not be so mad. The various sects of the Demonic Dao also sent their disciples to fight.

"Everyone, go deep into the ground for a while, be careful. Although the first underground floor is vast and boundless, there are countless monsters. Maybe I just entered from here and just encountered the monster. When the time comes, I will attack with all my strength!"

Zhou Qing's expression was cold, he didn't look like a cultivator at all, and everyone else was like that.

Everyone agreed in unison, and then used their own methods to jump into the cracks in the center of the city.

Zhou Qing and the others, each of them had colorful primordial energy emerging from their bodies, displaying supernatural powers, or talismans, or magic weapons. Only Wang Gan was dressed in green clothes, and the strong wind was blowing. His body was thumped, followed by another palm. On the edge of the crack, whether it was rocks or earthworks, under his hands, they were all pierced like tofu. His hands alternated and his feet stepped in a chain. He seemed clumsy and had no fairy style. But the speed is really not slow.

I don't know how deep the seam is. After half an hour, Wang Gan felt that he had dropped [-] meters, and he still didn't know the bottom. At a glance, it was still dark, like a bottomless abyss, where ancient fierce beasts were descending. devour them.

As everyone became more familiar with the technique, the descending speed became faster and faster. After an hour, they finally vaguely saw a piece of black and gray land.

bump!

Feeling down-to-earth, Wang Gan let out a deep breath. Although he didn't make a full-strength shot at this hour, it was not easy for him. If he was a monk in the foundation-building stage, he could practice Qi successfully and fly with a sword. Naturally, it is extremely easy, but practitioners in the innate realm do not have such means.

Before the few people came to communicate with each other in a hurry, they heard a burst of heavy footsteps.

Roar!Roar!

There was a roar that didn't look like a human being, and the thick bloody smell was disgusting. Looking up, Wang Gan found a group of monsters running towards him tens of meters away.

These monsters are shaped like people, with one head, two arms, and two legs, but they are completely black and covered with scales. Hard to break.

Look at these monsters again. Their heads are like apes, but they have no hair. They are covered with dense scales. The four thick fangs are exposed, exuding a sharp cold light. The palms of their hands also look like animal claws, with slender, silver-white, curved nails. Like Wu Gou, some were stained with dark red blood, extremely ferocious.

"Be careful, everyone. This is the Nether Demon Ape. It has fast speed, strong defense, sharp teeth, fierce claws, and infinite strength. Be careful!"

Zhou Qing had read a lot of information about the Nether Race and various races on a daily basis, and it came in handy at this moment, and he introduced it immediately. Some of the other people knew it, and some didn't, and they were shocked when they heard it.