Eternal Demon King

"Haha, that's great, it's the fruit of the years, so I found it."

"The cultivation base of the second level of the real fairyland, and dare to come to the idea of ​​​​the fruit of the years, it is really over your own strength, this fruit of the years belongs to Laozi, if you don't want to die, immediately disappear from the eyes of Laozi, as far as you can go. ."

"Bastard, return the fruit of the years, I will fight it for you."

The barren mountains stretch endlessly, and in the outermost area, fighting and killing can be seen everywhere, corpses are everywhere, and rivers of blood flow.

The fairyland has never been a pure land, and the legendary immortals are not as high as mortals imagined.

Here, it is full of all kinds of intrigue, intrigue, killing and being killed, and it is even more common here.

On this day, as a large number of immortal monks entered the mountain, the long-silent barren mountain became no longer peaceful.

Every million years, the power of the years in the barren mountains will be greatly weakened. This is also a great opportunity for everyone to go into the mountains to pick the fruits of the years, and no one wants to miss it.

The road to immortality is long, no matter how talented you are, no matter how prominent your family background is, you will not dare to say that you will be immortal in the future.

In order to obtain the fruit of the years, in order to restore the lost vitality, there will be conflicts between the same sect, and those who are not familiar with each other will directly confront each other, and everything is respected by strength.

Without a certain cultivation base and strength, walking within this mountain is courting death.

Some monks below the true immortals have not even seen the shadow of the time fruit, and they have died.

The barren mountain forbidden area is still a battlefield of true immortals. Even a half immortal whose cultivation base is infinitely close to a true immortal will hardly survive here, let alone walk out of the mountain alive with the fruit of time. Just delusional.

"Kill, whether it's a person from the Ascension Sect or a monk from another faction, don't let one go, grab all the fruit of the years in their hands."

As time passed, the slaughter showed no signs of stopping. Instead, it became more and more intense. Headed by Xuefumen and Xuanyin Sect, the two factions of cultivators formed an alliance and moved together to attack the cultivators in the mountains.

"Damn, Xuefumen and Xuanyin Sect clearly want to kill them all and swallow the fruits of the years."

"It's too cruel, aren't they afraid of causing public outrage?"

"The two evil sects joined forces, who would dare to ignore it? Even if all of us died today, no one would dare to go to the ancestors of the two sects to discuss the matter afterwards."

"Come on, there is a large group of people killing them, let's go to the Ascension Sect for help, I don't believe in the Blood Floating Sect and the Xuanyin Sect, they dare to risk offending the ancestors of the Ascension Sect and kill the people of the Ascension Sect. "

In just half an hour, the people of the various factions of Zhenwu Xianyu in the barren mountains were fleeing to death, all of them approached the people of the Ascension Sect, but those who did not know the Ascension Sect suffered from the monks of the two factions. The joint siege and suppression resulted in heavy casualties.

"Senior Brother, this Blood Floating Sect and Xuanyin Sect have made it clear that they are going to fight with my Ascension Sect. What should we do now?"

In the depths of the barren mountains, on a barren hillside, a group of hundreds of Ascension Sect people gathered together, each with a look of indignation on their faces, and looked at a young man standing proudly at the forefront.

The young man, tall and straight, with an ancient sword on his back, with a handsome appearance and a bit of sternness between his eyebrows, said coldly: "Pass my order, and let the other students come here to join me immediately."

"Okay, I'll call the rest of my classmates here."

Many cultivators of the Ascension Sect took out the communication jade slips, and asked fellow sects scattered all over the barren mountains to gather here.

Not long ago, the people of their Ascension Sect scattered and collected the fruit of the years in the mountains, but they never thought that the Xuefu Sect and the Xuanyin Sect would dare to risk the world and attack their Ascension Sect cultivators.

Because of the suddenness of the incident, they were almost unprepared, so many of their fellow students died, and those who were still alive were running around, embarrassed.

Now, there are only a few hundred of them who have not been raided by the monks of the two factions.

"Everyone rest in place, recharge and recharge, we are here waiting for the people from Xuefumen and Xuanyin Sect, with my side Bai Yu here, I want to see who is from Xuefumen and Xuanyin Sect. Dare to kill someone in front of me."

The young man waved his hand, found an open space and sat down. This person is Fang Baiyu, the first true disciple of the Ascension Sect. He has the cultivation base of the peak of the real fairyland. Feather Sword Art.

Just sitting there, it gave people a sense of oppression that was awe-inspiring and heavy as a mountain.

This sense of oppression made many Yuhuamen people feel both shocked and extremely reassured.

This is the senior brother of their Ascension Sect, a genius who can leapfrog the ranks to kill Immortal Monarchs, combines prestige and strength, and is famous throughout the entire Zhenwu Immortal Realm. As long as he sits here, their safety can be guaranteed.

"There are some longevity pills here, Wu Kang, you distribute them one by one."

Fang Baiyu quickly took out another jade bottle and threw it to a young man behind him, and let it be distributed to others one by one. Compared with the fruit of the years, although the longevity pill can also increase the lifespan, the effect is worse. too much.

Rao is so, Zeng Shou Dan is also a rare elixir, which is enough to restore the life essence that they have lost since they entered the mountain.

"Thank you, Big Brother!"

When everyone got the longevity pill, they bowed down and thanked them. The eyes of some young female cultivators looking at Fang Baiyu were full of deep admiration and undisguised love.

...

In the barren mountains, a figure eluded and became a hunter, hunting Xuefumen and Xuanyin Sect cultivators everywhere.

"Forgive me!"

"Run away, this person is too strong to be defeated."

Begging for mercy is useless, and escaping is futile. Wherever that person has passed, there are no dogs and dogs left, and no one is his enemy.

"You are so cruel, my ancestor of Xuanyin Sect, I will not let you go."

A true disciple of the Xuanyin Sect confronted this person head-on, and he was beaten to death in a single encounter, roaring unwillingly and furiously, and then was swept away by a black mist and turned into nothingness.

The murderer, needless to say, is Yang Xuan.

"Sure enough, I still like killing people and stealing treasures."

While killing people, he plundered the fruit of time. From time to time, he picked up the jug and took a sip, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Whether in the mortal realm or in the immortal realm, he is a devil cultivator after all, and as a devil cultivator, he should do whatever he wants without any scruples.

Of course, the people he killed were all hostile to him, or people who should be killed, and at the same time, it also saved many lives in disguise.

Drinking big gulps and wanton killing people are the most enjoyable things in life. In just one stick of incense, hundreds of people died at his hands.

It is a pity that this scene has not been seen, and those who really saw him have all become the souls of his subordinates.