Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

As the opportunities in the lost battlefield are found again and again, the interest of real overhaulers gradually weakens.

In recent times, most of the younger generations from the Sect faction, or the Rogue Cultivators with a lower Cultivation Base, were basically unable to resist the spatial turbulence.

It is precisely because of this that the messenger of the Lost City appeared.

But why did so many cultivators who ignored the turbulent flow of space come at once again this time.

Luochen couldn't figure it out.

However, he didn't take it to heart.

This Lost Battlefield was originally a thing without an owner. It would be nice if his Lost City could take advantage of it, so why bother.

"Everyone, Luo Chen once again wishes all fellow daoists to find suitable opportunities to own in the battle environment!"

After speaking, regardless of whether anyone responded, the whole figure disappeared with a wave of his sleeve.

Who else could these people be? Aren't they all killers sent by Mu Canglan and others to protect Hu Li and the others?

"Master, I'm going too!"

Sun Xiaokong clenched his fists and said impatiently.

Because Zhou Linger had already flown to the space crack in the distance with the escort messenger of the Lost City.

"Go, I will send you a ride for the teacher!"

As he said that, Huo San was about to send Sun Xiaokong in.

Unexpectedly, the latter shook his head and said firmly:

"Master, no need, this time I want to try it myself."

After all, Sun Xiaokong has already rushed to a team behind the escort messenger.

This made Huo San can't help being a little amused.

Not long after Sun Xiaokong left, three figures quietly appeared beside Huo San.

"Boss, is this the little apprentice you have taken in? Why doesn't he look very energetic?"

Mu Canglan looked at Sun Xiaokong's back playfully.

"That's right, if I have a Master like the boss, why do I have to rely on myself, just let the Master bring home all the good things that have been lost in the battle environment, wouldn't it be nice to pick him by myself?"

Baili Yidao grinned widely, and said with a chuckle.

Huo San couldn't help stretching out his hand and patted the back of the head of the two of them, cursing with a smile

"You idiots, what should I say, you have no ambition at all."

"What is self-motivated? The few of us are too self-motivated. The Cultivation Technique we practiced was given directly by the boss, so we have the strength to crush the entire continent now. I think your little apprentice is far behind. "

"All right, all right, stop talking," Huo San waved his hand and said, "How are you doing with the tasks given to you?"

"The quality and quantity must be guaranteed. Anyone who has bad intentions towards my sister-in-law will be ransacked and exterminated!"

...

Lost the battlefield.

The area here is vast, and even with so many cultivators coming in, it still seems a little deserted.

Because most of the cultivators were scattered after passing through the space crack.

Only cultivators who are truly strong enough to resist the power of space can control the final landing point according to their own will.

Sun Xiaokong is obviously not on this list.

At this time, what he was teleported to was a muddy swamp.

The miasma that can't be seen is all around.

"Ling'er!"

"Are you around here!"

He opened his mouth and tried to shout a few words, but as expected, there was no response.

But Sun Xiaokong remembered that Zhou Linger said that the latter came here to find a kind of Demonic Beasts called Rehmannia python.

I heard it was to cure his father of some illness.

And that place where the yellow python lives is in the hottest sun, obviously not the swamp here.

So Sun Xiaokong took out the map issued by the Lost City.

After careful comparison, I found that my location was the Devil's Poison Swamp, and the place where the Yellow Python lived was 800 miles away from the Earth Fire Mountains.

It also happened to be the best place for him to cultivate his sharp eyes.

Just when Sun Xiaokong made up his mind to leave, the surrounding temperature began to rise.

However, the entire swamp began to emit a large number of bubbles as if it was boiling. .

Sun Xiaokong looked around vigilantly, and the Ruyi Scepter Dinghai Needle in his ear was also in his hand early.

After a while, bulges suddenly appeared on the surface of the swamp, moving quickly towards Sun Xiaokong.

When it was less than three feet away from him, more than a dozen black poisonous snakes with the thickness of forearms swished out of the bulge and attacked ferociously.

"Black-haired snake!"

Sun Xiaokong exclaimed, and quickly thought of the markings on the map.

Black-haired snake, a kind of second-order Demonic Beasts of Life in Demonic Swamp, timid and like to live in groups.

The attack power is not high, but it has extremely strong toxicity.

After being poisoned, even Gold Core cultivators will temporarily lose their ability to move.

Sun Xiaokong understood that in this desolate place, once he lost the ability to move, it would be the same as dying directly.

The Dinghai Needle in his hand danced quickly, forming a circular shield around his body.

All the black-haired snakes that rushed over were all ejected with one touch.

However, before he had even the slightest chance to catch his breath, countless black-haired snakes gathered from afar.

In fact, Sun Xiaokong was also a little nervous at this time.

In the past, when the Master was by his side, he could naturally let go of his hands and feet, and even if there was a danger in the middle, he would turn the crisis into safety in an instant, but now he is truly alone.

"No, I must find an opportunity to lose the battlefield and prove it to everyone, not just relying on the master."

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Sun Xiaokong's mind, and he thought of the Cultivation Technique "The Immortal Golden Body" given to him by the Master a few days ago.

That Cultivation Technique is extremely mysterious.

Once the entire physical body is trained to be comparable to a spirit treasure, it will be difficult for people who are taller than a big Realm to cause damage to him.

This is the new Cultivation Technique that the Master just gave him a few days ago. Although he is not proficient in mastering it, it should be enough to deal with these black-haired snakes that are not very powerful.

I saw the changes in his handprints, as the Spiritual Qi surged, a faint golden color gradually appeared on his skin.

After the rushing black-haired snakes rushed up, they opened their mouths and bit Sun Xiaokong's arm and thigh, and the black venom gushed out.

However, it can only flow down from the surface of the skin without causing any harm.

Sun Xiaokong looked happy, and then he gave a soft drink.

The momentum around him surged out, and all the black-haired snakes buckled on his body were blown away.

Then with a swing of the Dinghai needle in his hand, dozens of black-haired snakes were blown off their heads.

Just rushing all the way and fighting all the way, heading towards the edge of the Demon Poison Swamp.

Not long after Sun Xiaokong left, a figure quietly appeared here.

The man looked at the direction where Sun Xiaokong was leaving and muttered to himself.

"It's strange, how could the system send me to this place this time, and also assign such a strange task to accidentally kill a cultivator named Sun Xiaokong..."