Cultivation of immortals, the beginning of cultivating demons for ten years

Chapter 167 Lanke Temple, Shihuai Immortal

In Lanling County Town God's Temple, Yan Ping successfully entered the Yin Division, and after showing the demon king identity card of Luoxia Mountain to the Yin soldier guards, it didn't take long for him to meet Chen Boyi, Lanling County Town God.

"Did I hear you right, that old man is planning to retire and choose an heir?"

Chen Boyi, who got the news from Yan Ping, couldn't believe it.

The old immortal just broke through and became the Nascent Soul Demon Lord not long ago. He is in his prime, so why does he want to retire? That Chijiao lady is really so charming?

Yan Ping said: "Yes, Mr. 31, I have to come here for no reason to joke with you. The ancestor is indeed planning to retire."

Chen Boyi thought about it too, if he didn't really want to retire, he didn't need to send a demon king to inform him.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go."

As for the position of the master of Luoxia Mountain, as long as it is an old and immortal species, there is no one who does not peep at it.

The influence, power, and wealth represented by the Lord of Luoxia Mountain are not something an ordinary demon king can possess.

As long as you become the master of Luoxia Mountain and your cultivation skills are not too bad, it is only a matter of time before you enter the Yuanying Yaojun realm.

In the hinterland of the root of Luoxia Mountain, the old Luoxia demon practiced in seclusion.

Ao Ping Yinshen came out of his body, opened his mouth and sucked, a soul crystal from the huge blood tree fell off and flew into Yinshen's mouth.

The next moment, the soul crystal turned into a rich soul power flowing around Yinshen's body. After one cycle, two cycles, and three cycles, the soul power was completely absorbed by Yinshen.

Refining a soul crystal, Yinshen opened his mouth and inhaled another soul crystal to continue refining.

When the Yin God was refining the soul crystal, Ao Ping's physical body was not idle.

Ao Ping directly showed his original shape, turned into a three-foot blood dragon, wrapped around the huge blood tree.

Pieces of dragon scales turned up and opened, and tiny blood-colored straw-like blood vessels protruded from under the dragon scales to wrap around the blood crystals.

The powerful blood that is infinitely close to that of the Pure Blood King Kong is sucked into the blood vessels and transformed into the purest blood power, which is absorbed by Ao Ping's body.

As long as Luoxia old demon has absorbed all the blood crystals on this huge blood tree, his strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

To be honest, if the Luoxia old demon didn't take the initiative to swallow the vampire, with Ao Ping's previous strength, it would be as difficult as going to heaven to get revenge.

The Luoxia old demon is not only the Nascent Soul demon king, but also a top-notch unyielding Vajra

The blood-sucking species can't even break through his fleshy body, let alone the fleshy body of Luoxia Old Demon.

Blood Bodhi, Luoxia old demon was tricked because of Blood Bodhi.

Blood Bodhi is an irresistible temptation for those who want to become warriors in the Vajra Realm or monsters.

But he can create "Blood Bodhi" infinitely.

Thinking that I can use the blood bodhi to seduce those people or monsters who have become warriors in the diamond realm but are stuck in a bottleneck and cannot break through.

Refining these tempting people or demons into blood trees for their own improvement.

Ao usually couldn't stop being excited.

Knock knock~~~!

"Come in."

The Yin God returned to the body, and the blood dragon wrapped around the huge blood tree raised its ferocious head and looked at Yan Wushuang who walked in.

This guy's breath became stronger again.

Yan Wushuang's heart shuddered, this scholar who was beheaded by the old Luoxia demon did not know how to transform into a descendant of Jiaolong.

Not to mention that the cultivation talent is stronger than it was back then, but I don't know where to find such a method that can quickly improve the cultivation base.

"What's the matter? Didn't I tell you not to disturb my practice if there's nothing wrong?"

Ao Ping stared coldly at Yan Wushuang with blood-red vertical pupils.

Yan Wushuang said: "The first child of the Luoxia old demon has returned, do you want to meet him and kill him directly. Or wait until all are here and gang up on him together."

Ao Ping thought for a while, and said: "Let's kill them one by one. If we wait for everyone to arrive, what will happen if we don't keep them all together? Picking off the heads one by one is not that dangerous."

"You go and bring that guy to meet me, and say that he is the first to arrive. This test is a test. Whoever can come back first after being notified will be the next mountain owner. So, the first The one who returns to the mountain is my appointed mountain master, let him come in to accept the inheritance."

"That's a good idea, safe."

Yan Wushuang left and asked his demon king to call Chen Boyi.

Chen Boyi was so excited when he learned that the old man was going to summon him and let him accept the inheritance of the Mountain Lord.

It never occurred to him that because he was the first to rush back, he would be hand-picked by the old man to be the next mountain lord.

This shit, it's simply not too cool.

Chen Boyi followed the Demon King to the ground.

Good guy, Yan Wushuang and the other eight demon kings are all here.These eight are the right-hand men of the old man, the direct line of the direct line.

For the old man to meet me on such an occasion, it seems that he is really going to push me to be the Lord of Luoxia Mountain.

Facing the old and immortal, Chen Boyi tried his best not to let his inner happiness and excitement show.

"Bo Yi met Uncle Yan, all uncles."

After Chen Boyi greeted Yan Wushuang and others, he came to the ancestor Luoxia, bowed down, and said, "Father, unfilial son..."

boom!Chen Boyi's body exploded without warning.

A golden spiritual seal is suspended.

The official seal of the city god bestowed by the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty, ghosts and gods can become city gods of a place after they are sacrificed and refined.

"My lord Aoping, I have a nephew who wants this official seal of the Lanling County City God, and please give it to me." Yan Wushuang cupped his hands.

The position of a county town god is not yet in Ao Ping's eyes, he waved his hand, and the official seal of the town god fell into Yan Wushou's hands.

"Thank you King Ao Ping."

Yan Wushuang left the hinterland of Shangen and found Yan Ping.

"Red clothes, here, the official seal of the City God you want."

Yan Ping took the official seal of the City God with both hands, and said, "Thank you, Uncle Yan."

With Yan Ping's Confucian cultivation as a Bachelor of Arts and Soul, coupled with Qiqiao Linglong's extreme restraint of breath, once he uses illusion, unless he is a strong person in the refining stage, he will not be able to see through him.

……

On the outskirts of Luoxia, there is a cave on the cliff.

A little black swallow with a sluggish look, as if it hadn't slept well for several days, stood on the edge of the cliff like a watchman, looking at the vast sunset in the distance.

"My lord, how could it take so long to kill Chen Boyi with your might, come back quickly, I'm so tired and bitter waiting for you!"

Cheng Renli was muttering in a daze, and this state had lasted for most of the day.

"Little bird, don't mutter, I keep my word. Here, your City God's golden seal."

A golden seal landed, and Cheng Renli quickly looked up, and a familiar red dress came into view.

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir."

Cheng Renli cried and kowtowed, like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Be a good city god, don't be like that Chen Boyi, or I will kill you the next time we meet."

"Don't worry, my lord, I will definitely learn from Chen Boyi's lessons and be a good city god."

Yan Ping just returned to Luoxia Mountain.

Then I saw a daughter of the Luoxia old demon who arrived at Luoxia Mountain.

Tsing Yi Demon King: "Sixth Young Master, the ancestor said that whoever can come back first after receiving his notice will be appointed as the next mountain master. So, please come with me to meet the old ancestor and accept the inheritance. "

Sixth Young Master's eyes widened, "Really, you wouldn't lie to me, would you?"

The Tsing Yi Yao Wang said: "It's absolutely true, how dare I lie to the sixth son for such a big matter, let's go, the ancestor and the eight elders are waiting for you, son."

Mountain Lord Inheritance!

The sixth son never thought that he would become the next mountain lord just because he was the first to rush back.

This shit, it's simply not too cool.

The sixth son followed the Tsing Yi Demon King to the hinterland of the mountain root.

I saw Yan Wushuang and other eight demon kings, as well as the old immortal who hadn't seen him for a long time.

"Xiao Liu has met Uncle Yan, all uncles."

After the sixth son greeted Yan Wushuang and others, he came to Luoxia Patriarch, bowed down, and said: "Father, unfilial son..."

boom!The sixth son's body exploded without warning, becoming the second daughter of the Luoxia old demon to be killed.

When Ao Ping, Yan Wushuang and others reaped the lives of Luoxia's old demon children, Yan Ping also successfully infiltrated the Luoxia Mountain faction. Through his side-stepping, he finally knew the identity of the child in red.

He never thought that the kid in red was actually his senior brother.

50 years ago, a scholar of Yuehu Academy in Qingyang Prefecture.

For Yan Ping, who studied at Yuehu Academy for a month and is now a member of Yuehu Academy, the guy whose original name was Fang Ping and now changed to Ao Ping is not his senior brother.

Since this senior brother is here for revenge, he is a comrade-in-arms on the same front.

The children of the Luoxia old demon can be left to Ao Ping to deal with, so before the army of the beast king arrives, he might as well assassinate a group of strong people first.

As for Hua Qianqian's younger sister, Hua Xiaoxiao, Yan Ping also found out clearly that after being taken captive to the mountain, Hua Xiaoxiao was kept in captivity in Luoxia Old Demon's private captivity just like the other children.

Now that the Luoxia old demon is dead, Ao Ping must have taken the storage bag, and the clue of the captivity also falls on Ao Ping.

Therefore, Hua Xiaoxiao is still safe for the time being.

After everything is over and the dust settles, then go to Ao Ping's dignitary.

After sharing the information they found with Ouyang Tingxue and others, Yan Ping and Yan Chu turned into assassins and started their assassination journey on Luoxia Mountain.

In order to avoid alarming the enemy, Yan Ping and Yan Chu specially chose to attack at night, and the targets were those king-level drunks first, killing each one accurately.

The boundary of Luoxia Mountain, Qingmu Mountain.

Under the moonlight, the bushes rattled, vines and broken branches were flying, and a colorful tiger rushed out of the smoke and dust in the sky.

The big tiger held a small white tiger in its mouth, and ran with all four hooves three feet off the ground against the wind.

buzz~
A black mosquito is as fast as lightning, its wings vibrate tens of thousands of times a second.

It was still in place for a moment.

The next moment, it appeared two miles away.

The speed is as fast as the void flickering.

"Hahaha, Tiemu, you won't be able to run away. You, who were seriously injured by the black tiger king's full blow, and the white tiger prince in your mouth, should be the blood food of my blood-eating mosquito Taoist."

"Prince, this old slave can no longer accompany you on the journey."

"Grandpa Tiemu."

"Prince, before this old slave leaves, he will put a seal on your demon core. When will you break through this old slave's seal, and when will you go back for revenge?"

A golden light glowed from Tiemu's body, and the golden demon power condensed into a golden collar and penetrated into the little white tiger's body, locking the demon core.

"No!"

The imprint of Wang on the little white tiger's head faded and disappeared, and its body shrank, becoming a little white cat.

Tiemu raised his mouth and threw the little white cat into the distance.

His seriously injured demon body exploded, turning into blood and melting into the demon core.

The tall humanoid demon soul followed closely behind.

The next moment, the Yaodan burst into dazzling light and rushed to the sky.

The pitch-black night sky was instantly dyed blood-gold.

The demon pill hovered and fell at a high speed, like a golden meteor crashing into the black mosquito that suddenly appeared.

The tiger tribe is gifted with supernatural powers, and the tiger king kills with blood and gold!

Daoist Blood-eating Mosquito was horrified, and hastily sacrificed a golden talisman.

"Boom~~~~~~~!"

The blood-gold beam of light pierced through Qingmu Mountain, cutting the mountain in half.

The Qingmu Mountain God who was sleeping at the root of the mountain was startled awake.

Just opened my eyes.

A dazzling blood-gold light fell on his body.

The divine body evaporated instantly.

Went away without the slightest pain.

suddenly.

Very surprised.

"Run, the mountain god is angry!"

"Earth Dragon turned over!"

The people in Qingmu Town woke up from their sleep, shouting while running.

The monk in white who was resting on the ground stood up with a bang, his eyes widened.

I'm good!

What is that blood-golden light, Qingmu Mountain was split in half!

buzz buzz buzz ~

Daoist Blood-eating Mosquito appeared unharmed.

so close!

The near-death blow of a seriously injured demon king is so terrifying. If this is at its peak, even with the golden amulet for protection, I'm afraid I will have to confess.

Big loss.

If he couldn't suck up the white tiger prince, he would be at a big loss this time.

Daoist Blood-eating Mosquito flashed and chased after the white tiger's remaining breath.

Suddenly, a monk in white appeared in the field of vision.

a mortal.

Daoist Blood-eating Mosquito didn't change its route, and kept hitting it at high speed.

Poor monk, it's unlucky for you to be in my path.

His monster body is hard, coupled with unparalleled speed, there is only one end for the monk in white.

It exploded into a blood mist.

Bang~~~!

A muffled sound.

Shi Huaixian staggered and almost fell.

He stabilized his body and touched his lower back. There was a small eye on his clothes.

Just now.

It felt like something had hit my waist.

The impact is quite big.

It should be the stones splashed by the shattered mountain in the distance.

Too dangerous.

Stones falling from the sky can smash through people's heads.

The stones sputtered out at high speed may be able to blow people up.

Fortunately, I have not stopped practicing the golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt all these years, otherwise I might have explained it just now.

After a moment of fear, Shi Huaixian listened to the rumbling sound coming from afar.

He didn't dare to stay longer, and he didn't even have the guts to see what happened, so he just ran away and went back to the temple. It was too dangerous outside, so he had better go back to the temple, where the master was there to be safe.

The moment he bumped into the monk in white.

Daoist Blood-eating Mosquito felt like he had bumped into a mountain with five mountains.

Under the huge shock force, the solid monster body exploded into a blood mist on the spot.

The demon pill was blown away for several miles.

What the hell is that?
If time could be turned back and he was given a chance, he would definitely take a detour.

This was the last thought of Daoist Blood-eating Mosquito.

It's a pity that if there is no if, the dazzling light illuminates half of the night sky.

The Blood-eating Mosquito Dao Shemale Pill exploded, and took his demon soul to the Paradise of Elysium.

Blowing cannons before the Chinese New Year, it must be a brat.

When Shi Huaixian returned to Lanke Temple, he immediately felt safe.

"Eldest brother, are you okay, it seems that the earth dragon turned over just now."

"I'm fine, but a stone hit my lower back and my clothes were torn."

"Eldest brother, I just picked up a wounded little white cat, it's so pitiful, can we take it in?"

Shi Huaixian glanced at the kitten in his junior brother's arms, "There are quite a lot of rats around our temple, so it's good to have a cat."

"Thank you, Big Brother."

Qingmu Mountain, the prison at the root of the mountain.

"Wahaha, Qingmu Mountain God is dead, a good death!"

"Hey hey hey, see the sun again, see the sun again."

"Cough, cough, 200 years, 200 years of patience, finally...cough, cough."

"Heh, heh, woman, I want a woman."

……

Qingmu Town, Lanke Temple.

The old host looked at the handsome monk dressed in white in front of him, and said, "Huaixian, there will be a group of monsters in Qingmu Mountain, you go and clean them up."

"Master, is there any danger? I just saw that Qingmu Mountain seemed to be split in half."

The old host smiled and said: "It's not dangerous, those demons are less than one percent stronger than you."

Shi Huaixian heaved a sigh of relief, the master said that if those monsters are not strong, then they must not be strong.

Shi Huaixian was most afraid of encountering a monster stronger than him in his life. If he was hammered to death by a powerful monster, who would take care of his old man's body that could burp at any time!

With my three-legged cat cultivation base, I can only bully some demons and ghosts with weak cultivation bases.

……

On the top of a small hill fifty miles away from Qingmu Mountain, Yan Ping, who had just beheaded two drunk demon kings, suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of Qingmu Mountain.

There is a strong evil spirit, and some evil spirits are born.

(End of this chapter)