I am cultivating immortality in the chaotic world

"Boom, boom!!!"

Black mist enveloped the entire Fu Feng City, and visibility was extremely low. Fei Long stood on the edge of the city wall and looked down. There was no sign of a monster, and he could only hear the roars of countless monsters in his ears.

When the evil cultivator Wan Yaozi escaped, he left these monsters behind.

But I have to say that the speed at which Wan Yaozi turned into red light and escaped was really fast, and it seemed to be faster than the speed at which those powerful golden elixirs left.

"Is this demon a race other than the demon race?"

"no."

The scholar shook his head, not knowing what he thought of, and said with a complex expression: "They are also human race, but due to some special reasons in the last Tiandao version, they became prisoners of Tiandao after their defeat, and were then called demons by Tiandao."

"Once you are beaten as a prisoner of heaven, life is worse than death."

"I am imprisoned in a small world, and that small world is filled with such rich spiritual energy every moment. As long as I use my mental skills and practice hard, my cultivation will be improved very quickly. It is a pity that after becoming a prisoner of heaven, He has also been hit with several kinds of heavenly curses, and he cannot make any progress in his cultivation in this life. He can only maintain his cultivation level when he became a prisoner of heaven."

"It's extremely painful to look at such a strong spiritual energy but not be able to improve your cultivation."

"And in that small world, these prisoners of heaven will never die."

"Since they cannot improve their cultivation, these demons can only practice spells and various other methods. Needless to say, over such a long period of time, these people must have practiced every spell to the peak of Dzogchen. "

"Such means"

"You should be called invincible at the same level, it's not just a boast."

"That's it"

Feilong looked at the bottom of the wall and said with some understanding: "You just said that the evil cultivators are also invincible at the same level. If they two collide, who is more invincible?"

"That's not clear."

The scholar shook his head and did not answer the question: "But one thing is for sure. The strength of these demons cannot be underestimated. They have extremely rich combat experience and are extremely eager to win."

"Only by winning can they get rid of their status as prisoners of Heaven's Dao, and their cultivation can be improved again, and they can appear on the stage of a new version of Heaven's Dao again. Once they lose, they will be truly destroyed."

"Before every major version change of Tiandao, there will always be this small version change."

Say it.

The scholar did not speak anymore, but looked calmly in the direction where Wan Yaozi had left. In his early years, he was known as the number one swordsman in Great Xia. He was ranked among the top three in the ranking of geniuses and was truly a peerless genius.

But he just couldn't kill this Wan Yaozi.

At that time, Wan Yaozi was only in the middle stage of foundation building.

His sword was very fast, but it couldn't kill the man.

In other words, he has killed many times, but this person always appears again.

This person should have some skills related to the outer body, especially the method of escaping from a distance is unpredictable, and it is different almost every time. No one knows why this person has so many escaping methods. method.

What's more, it is obvious that the method of escaping will consume a lot of lifespan, but this person can use it many times, as if his lifespan is infinite.

at this time--

"boom!!!"

The sound of the city gate being knocked open and collapsing came from below, and the sounds of countless fierce roars and battles suddenly amplified several times and reached the ears of Chen Yang and others.

"gone."

Chen Yuan turned around and walked towards the city wall: "Before those so-called demons show up, deal with these monsters first."

"pain!!!"

At this time, in a hidden cave on a rock wall thousands of miles away from Fu Feng City, Wan Yaozi was vomiting blood, lying on the ground and twitching violently. Although his face became extremely ferocious due to pain, his scarlet pupils It was filled with extremely exciting light!

"Success!"

"Finally successful, Master can finally return!"

"Those who have tricked and killed Master have to live in fear!"

"Eldest brother, second brother, third brother, fourth brother, fifth brother, sixth brother, seventh brother, eighth brother, I succeeded, have you seen it? We finally succeeded, you can rest in peace down there!"

Inside the cave, there were only a few dim candlesticks emitting weak light, and eight spiritual tablets were neatly placed on the altar table.

There are no names on the soul tablets, but portraits are engraved on them. If you look closely, the eight portraits are almost identical. While lying on the ground, his body is twitching, but he gets up with difficulty and looks up at Wan Yaozi who looks up at the altar table. His face is strikingly similar to the portraits engraved on the soul tablets. Exactly the same.

"puff!"

As the injuries continued to worsen, Wan Yaozi couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood again. With trembling hands, he took out a bottle of healing pills from his arms and stuffed them all into his mouth. When he escaped from Fufeng City, there was a powerful golden pill. They chased him for hundreds of miles.

Although his blood escape technique was taught by his master and was extremely good, he was still seriously injured when he was chased by Jin Dan.

Their nine brothers were born from one child.

They have the same appearance, the same height, and even their daily likes and dislikes. Master once told them that they are very blessed people. It is almost impossible for mortals to give birth to nine sons in one child. This is a sign that dragons give birth to nine sons, which is a sign of great luck. !

Their parents died at the hands of thieves after giving birth to them.

It was Master who raised them and led them on the path of spiritual practice.

The master is a powerful golden elixir, but he has a bad reputation. He has to hide his identity wherever he goes for fear of being discovered and hunted down. Others call their master an evil cultivator.

He said that Master has done all kinds of evil.

Say that the master's hands are stained with blood.

They don't understand.

They don't understand what is evil and what is evil. They only know that when their parents died at the hands of thieves when they were just born, it was the master who saved them, gave them food, and raised them.

Not those who claim to be good.

The master is the right one.

But

Hundreds of years ago, the version of the Heavenly Dao changed drastically. Although the master was powerful, he was trapped by several Jindan masters and became a prisoner of the Heavenly Dao. He was imprisoned in a small world. Before leaving, the master sent them a message to let them forget all the grudges and find a place to live in anonymity.

They knew from childhood that the master must have his own intentions in adopting them. Their biggest dream since childhood was to serve the master.

They were born in the same womb.

The ranking of the eldest brother and the second brother was not based on the order of coming out of the mother's womb, but was based on who was least afraid of death. He was the most afraid of death, so he became Xiaojiu.

The eldest brother was the least afraid of death. He became the eldest brother and died the earliest.

Their only goal for hundreds of years was to rescue the master in the small version before the next change of the Heavenly Dao version, so that the master could return to the Great Xia Kingdom!

In the past hundred years, for the purpose of the plan, countless people were hunted down.

The eldest brother to the eighth brother died in the hands of these people.

Those people always shouted the slogan of slaying demons and eliminating monsters, and raised the butcher knife to them without any conflict, as if killing them could prove that they were people of the righteous way.

Wan Yaozi was nine people from beginning to end.

Not one person.

And he, Wan Yaozi, was the last of the nine.