Cultivate Again To Be Unparalleled

What Yi Yan had taken out was precisely the Moon Devouring Slash that he had not used since the moment he had fallen into the Necropolis of God, and because he had been locked in his dantian!

Ever since he had his blade chopped down in the Immortal Advancing Pavilion, the Moon-Devouring Slash had not had any chance to show itself. It remained silent in Yi Yan's dantian for over 1600 years!

Of course, in the past thousand years, the Moon Devouring Slash had not been completely useless. On the contrary, after accidentally merging with that piece of spirit mud, the Moon Devouring Slash had been continuously evolving.

Among them, the Moon Devouring Slash had absorbed at least thirty percent of the lightning energy in Yi Yan's dantian just from within the lagoon of wind and lightning!

If not for this, the Yin Yang Taiji Sphere would probably have exploded inside the Lightning Wind Lake.

He turned his head and said to Du Han and Du Gang: "Dao Friend Du, Old Six, you two slowly come over, I'll be taking my leave first!"

Yi Yan took the lead and flew to the side, his expression was filled with excitement, causing Du Han to look at each other, not understanding what he meant.

The two of them did not delay any further, and immediately followed Yi Yan. It was just that as Du Gang was only at the early stage of the Sky Demon Realm, their speed was more than ten times slower than Yi Yan due to his burden.

Within the desolate sky region closest to the Devil Realm, a middle-aged man around thirty years old with an ordinary appearance, wearing a dark yellow long robe, was painfully resisting the attacks of six people.

However, the middle-aged man was a Devil Cultivator, and the six people who attacked him were Demonic Cultivator.

As the middle-aged man's opponent, the strength of the six Demonic Cultivator were not too high, only around the middle stage of the Monster King. However, his strength was at the late stage of the Demon King.

However, a six to one comparison was enough to make up for the gap in their cultivation levels. Moreover, other than these seven, there were three other men watching from a distance. It was clear that they were in the same group as the six men attacking the dark yellow robed man.

Of the three people, two of them were also in the middle stage of the Monster King stage. The other one was a youth in his twenties with a treacherous appearance, while the other one was in the early stage of the Monster King stage.

However, from the way the two middle stage Demon King experts intentionally or unintentionally protected the sinister youth between them, it seemed like he was their leader.

Seeing that his side was doing well, the sinister young man couldn't help but reveal a sinister smile, and raised his voice with a sarcastic tone: "Brother Hei Yu, you are called a wise man when the situation is right, if you behave now and hand over those three stalks of grass, perhaps young master will spare your life once he is in a good mood. Otherwise, hehe, don't blame me for not remembering our many years of friendship! "

Even though he appeared rather bedraggled under the attacks of six opponents, when he heard the sinister youth's words, the black clothed man still couldn't help but take a moment to angrily curse: "Lang Jingtian! I never thought that you would be such a despicable person, I, Hei Yu am truly blind! Stop daydreaming, even if I, your master, were to die, I will definitely not let you get your wish! "

When he thought about the process of encountering Lang Jingtian, the hatred in Hei Yu's heart couldn't help but grow even more.

Hei Yu was a Rogue Cultivator of the Devil Realm. Usually, the magic crystals he needed to cultivate would be earned from selling the special and medicinal ingredients produced in the two realms of Devil Realm.

Because the relationship between Demon Realm and Immortal Realm were all not bad, there would often be cultivators from both Immortal Realm s and Devil Realm engaging in such activities. In the millions of years that Hei Yu had been in and out of the Demon Realm, he had not encountered any dangers.

After getting used to this kind of lifestyle, Hei Yu didn't feel that it was too exhausting to travel back and forth between the two realms. Instead, he was very happy, and when he was in a good mood, he would even give up on Transfer Array and choose to fly through the vast wasteland region between the two realms.

This time, during the journey from Devil Realm to Demon Realm, Hei Yu had similarly flown over.

Moreover, his luck was not bad. When he had just entered the Demon Realm, he had already discovered a top grade medicinal ingredient on a very unremarkable little planet.

Other than its rarity, the most important reason why Oolong Grass was listed as one of the top medicinal herbs was because it was the main ingredient to refine Puyuan Pill, and Puyuan Pill was a top medicinal pill that was adapted to cultivators and Devil Cultivator. It could help the user increase their cultivation by at least a small realm!

Moreover, according to the legends of the Demon and Demon Realms, even an Emperor level master would experience an obvious increase in realm after consuming a Puyuan Pill!

It had to be known, the path of cultivation had always been difficult the further one went. For an ordinary cultivator, it usually took two to three thousand years for them to cultivate from mortal to tribulation, and for a Sky Demon, it would usually take tens of millions of years for them to cultivate to Devil Monarch!

Moreover, from the level of the Demonic Commander, each step was like a hurdle, and the number of people who could successfully break through was less than one in a hundred!

Other than the fact that the Devil Infant was heavily injured, the reason why their strength could not grow was because they were unable to break through!

Therefore, this unexpected joy made Hei Yu's mood even better. He had even started to daydream that after returning to the Devil Realm, and finding a pill refining master to refine a batch of Puyuan Pill for him, his strength would improve by leaps and bounds, and he would be able to become a Demon Lord Ranker.

It was under this kind of happy mood that Hei Yu once again encountered Lang Jingtian, who had once bought some Refining Material and medicinal ingredients from his hands on a border planet within the Demon Realm.

After Hei Yu sold all of his other goods to Lang Jingtian, he excitedly invited Lang Jingtian to a restaurant to drink as a farewell. Just as he was saying goodbye, Hei Yu, who was eager to share his joy with someone, told Lang Jingtian the news of Pu Jia Grass.

Lang Jingtian did not disappoint him. After hearing this news, Lang Jingtian was only surprised for a while before he sincerely expressed his congratulations to Hei Yu and suggested that, in order to thank him for treating him to wine, he would personally send him off to the borders of the Demon Devil Realm.

As for Hei Yu, other than being even more determined that Lang Jingtian was a friend that was worth dating, he didn't have any other thoughts.

On the way out of the Demon Realm, Hei Yu had even suggested that after returning to the Devil Realm, he ask someone to help him refine the Puyuan Pill, and if the quantity was sufficient, he would definitely give Lang Jingtian one, in order to thank him for taking care of her for such a long time.

However, Lang Jingtian rejected him unhappily: "Brother Hei Yu, I became friends with you because I was of the same mind as you, and it's not because of a pill. If Brother Hei Yu were to say it again, then this friend of yours, Lang Jingtian, would not even bother to make friends with me!"

These words made Hei Yu admire Lang Jingtian from the bottom of his heart: From the few followers he has, I can tell that he is definitely an important person from a large power, yet this kind of person was able to have a good relationship with me. This made Hei Yu feel even more touched.

Only, he never thought that the reason why Lang Jingtian rejected him wasn't because Lang Jingtian didn't have the slightest bit of greed for the Puyuan Pill. On the contrary, what Lang Jingtian wanted wasn't just a single Puyuan Pill, but all of them!

After reaching the border of the Spirit Demon Devil Realm, just as Hei Yu was saying goodbye to him in gratitude and was about to turn around and return, six mid stage Spirit Demon Kings, who had received Lang Jingtian's instructions earlier, suddenly launched an attack, surrounding Hei Yu in the middle. They immediately launched crazy attacks, attempting to finish Hei Yu off in the shortest amount of time possible.

In Lang Jingtian's opinion, although this patch of space was rarely seen, if the news of Pu pei grass being found out, such a good item would probably not fall into his hands.

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When Yi Yan hid his body and rushed over to this space, he heard a muffled groan.

Yi Yan looked towards the source of the voice. Originally, he saw that even his six subordinates were unable to quickly finish Hei Yu off, and had even gained the upper hand. Lang Jingtian was finally getting anxious, and with a wave of his hand, he led his other two subordinates into the battle.

Of course, the mission of the eight underlings were to attack Hei Yu with all their might, while Lang Jingtian was constantly wandering around the perimeter, waiting for the right time to launch a sneak attack when Hei Yu was not paying attention to him.

This method was very effective.

Originally, Hei Yu could still hold on when he was facing six middle stage Spirit Demon Kings. However, when the other two strong forces joined, the pressure on him immediately increased, and he could only focus fully on dealing with them. Naturally, he ignored the eye-catching Lang Jingtian who was standing outside.

Ever since he had his blade chopped down in the Immortal Advancing Pavilion, the Moon-Devouring Slash had not had any chance to show itself. It remained silent in Yi Yan's dantian for over 1600 years!

When Hei Yu once again used all his Devil Elemental Energy to block the attack of the four Spirit Demon Kings, a fierce flash appeared in Lang Jingtian's eyes. The flying sword in his hand stabbed outwards silently, and his target, was Hei Yu's Dantian!

With great difficulty, Hei Yu managed to withstand the combined attack of the four Goblin Kings. Unable to control his own body, he retreated under the strong rebound, his body swaying unsteadily.

Before he could regain his balance, a sharp pain came from his back. The tip of his sword, which was dripping blood, moved from his right chest and rapidly retreated.

Originally, even though he was forced to retreat by the four Spirit Demon Kings, his unstable body and the distance between him and Lang Jingtian which was quickly increasing, allowed Lang Jingtian's flying sword to miss his Dantian, and instead pierced through his shoulder blade.

The excitement in Lang Jingtian's eyes flashed. He did not plan to give Hei Yu a chance to catch his breath, and in a flash, he rushed forward and fiercely stabbed the flying sword in his hand towards Hei Yu's Dantian.

He believed that, this time, Hei Yu, who had already received a heavy injury, was unable to escape from this calamity!

However, the oddity of the world was that it was always beyond one's expectations. Just as Lang Jingtian was feeling satisfied about it, a deep and cold voice suddenly came over, as if it did not contain even the slightest bit of emotion: "Seven Killing Blade Spell's third style, Broken River Slash!"

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