Living in the world of cultivation

In the early morning, the sky gradually dawned.

The pale blue sky was inlaid with a few broken stars, and the earth was hazy, as if covered with a silver-gray veil.

Yao Zhuang stood at the door of the "Cuiwei Market", watching countless fellow tribesmen roaring towards the distant dark and dangerous land.

He looked back at the group of Tianren clan refining virtual realm old monsters behind him and smiled slightly.

"You go too, keep in touch at any time..."

The group of refining virtual realm old monsters heard it, saluted him one after another, and then turned and left.

Looking at the backs of many fellow tribesmen, Yao Zhuang turned his head and looked at Huan Kong, then stepped onto a huge shuttle and left the market.

Huan Kong sighed secretly. He wanted to speak several times just now and wanted to make his own suggestions to Yao Zhuang, but finally gave up.

Although the divination monks in the clan had calculated the location of the boy, it was probably a trap set by the other party.

Forget it, even if he said it, those fellow tribesmen would not listen.

At this moment, Lord Jikong and others were floating in the air, looking at the deep gully of more than a hundred miles on the ground.

Even after so long, there was still a trace of sharp sword intent in this deep gully.

Lord Jikong raised his head and took another look at the space crack in the sky.

"Brothers, have you figured out what's going on..."

After hearing his words, an old monster in the Fusion Realm of the Demon Sect smiled.

"What those guys said is right. This sword does contain a trace of the Great Dao..."

"Is this kid really from a small world? His comprehension is also against the sky..."

"Who has a demon seed? It's not simple. He has such comprehension in the Transformation Realm. This kid will be extraordinary in the future..."

Lord Jikong shook his head and said, "It's a pity. This kid is an evil cultivator..."

He saw the sword mark left by Su Fan with his own eyes, and he felt it was a pity.

"Man Gu Tian" is likely to face another catastrophe. Now the sect is in need of people. If such a demon who defies the heavens can be accepted into the sect, it will definitely be of great use.

But this kid's bad reputation has spread, and even the Demon Sect dare not accept such a cruel evil cultivator.

Su Fan knew nothing about what was happening outside.

At this time, he was sitting cross-legged by the pond beside the thatched cottage, practicing the seventh level of "Heavenly Demon Saint Body Art".

"Hu..."

Su Fan exhaled a long breath of turbid air, and then slowly opened his eyes.

It's a pity that several months have passed, and the seventh level of this set of family-destroying skills has not been practiced to perfection.

But it doesn't matter. With his current strength, it is enough to deal with those celestial beings for the time being.

At this time, the jade talisman of "Ruyi Pavilion" on Su Fan's waist vibrated slightly.

He took the jade talisman off his belt and took a look at the message sent by Qin Yu.

"Daoyou, you have to be careful. I just received news that tens of thousands of Tianren gathered in the 'Cuiwei Market' have entered the Netherworld..."

What the hell...

Why are you here just now?

I have been waiting impatiently for a long time.

"They left the 'Cuiwei Market' for a few days..."

"According to intelligence, the Tianren left the 'Cuiwei Market' five days ago. The scene at that time was extremely sensational..."

Su Fan chatted with Qin Yu for a few more words, and then put away the jade talisman.

He stood up from the ground and sent a thought to Yaksha.

"Yaksha, you send some ghost soldiers and ghost generals out, and tell me in time about any disturbance within a hundred miles..."

"Yaksha, obey my master's decree..."

Su Fan took out a miniature array plate from the ring, and then input spiritual energy to stimulate a transparent light curtain.

At this time, the red dot on the light curtain was the blood sample he arranged.

This is a secret method of evil cultivation that he learned from the evil cultivator Wang De. As long as he uses a trace of his own blood and qi, he can set up a blood and qi sample that confuses his own qi.

I have to say that this old thing is really a treasure.

He must have various secret techniques for evil cultivation to conceal their breath, and almost all of them are long-lost evil secret techniques.

At this time, light spots began to appear on the light curtain. These were the ghost soldiers and ghost generals sent by Yaksha.

Now looking at this transparent light curtain again, the situation on the battlefield is clear at a glance.

Su Fan stared at the light curtain for a while, chose a suitable ambush site on it, and then lifted the light curtain and put the miniature array plate into the ring.

He said hello to Sister Zhen, left the portable secret realm, summoned Yaksha again, and let him drive the "Nine Yin Flying Shuttle" GTI away.

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More than a month later, tens of thousands of Tianren cultivators had completed their deployment.

At this time, they were starting to surround the place where Su Fan had arranged the blood and qi samples from several directions.

Tens of thousands of Tianren cultivators, driving dense shuttles, were running wildly on the muddy and rotten land of the Netherworld, and the scene was extremely spectacular for a while.

At this moment, Yao Zhuang was standing on a huge shuttle with his hands behind his back.

Behind him stood a transparent light curtain, and a group of Tianren cultivators were gathering in front of the light curtain, constantly reporting various information to him.

Yao Zhuang's face was very solemn at this time, far less than the high spirits when he just arrived at the "Cuiwei Market".

Because he deliberately went to see the sword mark left by Su Fan, and he couldn't calm down for a long time after seeing it.

Originally thought that it was just the evil cultivation of a small world, but since he saw the sword marks, his mood became heavy.

How can he ...

How could he understand the artistic conception.

Yaozhuang has been hailed by the family, even the entire heavenly humanity since he was a child.

But since seeing the sword marks left by Su Fan, his self -esteem has been greatly harmed.

Now he is already in a half -step realm, but he has not realized the artistic conception. It can even be said that he didn't even see the threshold of the avenue.

This time the blow to Yaozhuang was extremely heavy.

No matter what the price pays, this kid must be killed.

If he let him grow up in the future, it may not be necessarily that the entire heavenly human race will exist.

Thinking of this, Yao Zhuangqiang pressed his inner loss.

He turned his head and asked the same family behind him.

"Have the same family in all directions reached the designated location ..."

After listening to Yaozhuang's words, an old man who practiced the virtual realm quickly reported to him.

"Qi Yao Yao Gong, the same family in all directions has reached the designated position, and has formed a siege on that kid. With such Tianluo Diwang, the boy has been inserted into his wings ..."

Yao Zhuang nodded and looked up at the gray sky.

At this time, it was night, and it was already dark in the fierce land, and even had five fingers.

"The notice continues, let all the people go to camp on the spot, everyone takes turns to keep it on duty. Never let the boy get out of the encirclement ..."