Mortal Cultivation: Start with a Chaos Talisman

"Bang……"

far away!

The first ship of the demonic monks was too fast. When they arrived at the middle of the Holy Demonic Abyss, because the hull could not resist the erosion of the evil spirit outside, it crashed directly into the void with a bang.

The dozens of powerful men on board are all at the level of the Demon Emperor, so they will not be swallowed up by the black demonic energy in the middle area, but a lot of embarrassment is inevitable.

All six demonic ships retreated.

Facts have proved that their method does not work.

Soon, in just half a stick of incense, they also followed Xu Changan's example and divided people into large boats to transport them.

About two hundred people were placed on each boat, and they took turns using their spiritual thoughts to resist the evil spirit outside.

In this case, there will be no problem.

"Shameless..."

"Shameless demons, shameless!"

"Plagiarism?"

"Damn it..."

"These shameless things!"

The Xuanmen monks here were filled with indignation and cursed angrily at the demon ship.

But there is no way, you can't control others, right?

boom……

Here, the Xuanmen monk's immortal boat also entered the middle area.

The demonic energy in the middle area is gray, and the corrosive power is definitely much stronger than that in the front edge area.

Before, traveling through the entire gray zone, the first wave of monks could handle it completely.

No substitutions were made.

But not long after everyone entered the gray zone, the first wave of people became a little unable to withstand it. Their faces were all pale, and their spiritual energy was extremely tired.

"Substitute!"

Bai Yu made a prompt decision.

The second group followed up and used their spiritual thoughts to attack the surrounding demonic energy, maintaining the spiritual barrier around the fairy boat.

Xu Changan is in the sixth group.

He was not idle, and with a wave of his hand, he took out the Seven Evil Ghost Flags and threw them out.

This ghost flag instantly became hundreds of feet in size and stood in the middle of the fairy boat, like a tall mast.

As soon as the ghost flag came out, the ghost heads on it roared, and they immediately greedily sucked in the evil energy around them.

Therefore, the evil spirit around the fairy boat suddenly weakened by three points.

The emperors who supported their spiritual thoughts also felt a lot more relaxed.

In the Holy Demonic Abyss, there are three types of demonic energy, namely gray, black and purple-black, corresponding to the outer, middle and core areas. The further in, the stronger the corrosion of the demonic energy becomes.

But the outer and middle zones are narrow in comparison and can be crossed quickly.

The Xuanmen Immortal Boat only used two waves of people to successfully cross the first two levels and enter the core.

But once it enters the core, the corrosion rate of spiritual thoughts here increases to another level.

After walking less than one-tenth of the way, the second wave of monks could no longer hold on.

"Substitute people..." Bai Yu decisively began to replace the third wave of people.

The third wave of people pushed through.

"The first two waves of people should seize the time to restore their spiritual consciousness at all costs, otherwise we may not be able to approach the Immortal Court!"

"What magic weapons do you have? You don't have to hold them back now. Take them all out and jointly resist the evil spirit outside. Otherwise, no one will be able to enter the fairy garden!"

The emperors all used their special skills to help resist the evil spirit outside.

In this way, the pressure on the third wave of monks was instantly relieved.

Keep going like this.

The speed of the flying boat is not fast, but it is not slow either!

Every once in a while, a new wave of demon emperors will appear.

Wave after wave...

Soon, it’s the tenth wave!

Bai Yu's brows wrinkled.

All the other demon emperors also frowned.

They looked straight ahead.

According to visual inspection, the spiritual thoughts of the ten waves of personnel are now almost exhausted, but they have only walked about half the distance!

It is still far away from the fairy court.

"What should we do?" Lumeng Demon Emperor said: "We have no way to advance or retreat now... Are we all going to be buried in this holy devil abyss?"

He looked around.

Everyone's face was dark.

Including Xu Changan and An Chengxu!

It is recorded in ancient books that emperors used this method to go to the Ancient Immortal Courtyard in the past.

Why isn't it happening now?

Is the distribution unreasonable?

The boat is still moving forward.

An Chengxu looked at the demons in the distance and said, "The situation of the demons is similar to ours. They have all been rotated!"

Ten waves of people, rotated again.

But now, the spiritual thoughts of the first wave of people have not yet recovered.

Let's put it this way, they recovered less than 50%.

This is difficult.

"Be prepared for the first, second, third, and fourth waves of demon emperors!" Bai Yu gritted his teeth and said, "When the tenth wave can't hold on anymore, you all can fight together!"

"yes!"

At this time, everyone is in the same boat, and they are all monks in the Mahayana realm, so everyone's mentality is particularly stable.

No one complained.

Bai Yu took a deep breath and said: "I hope the safe island you two mentioned can appear in time, otherwise we people will really be buried in the sea of ​​demons!"

While speaking, she also glanced at the demons: "The demons are about to be buried in the sea of ​​demons with us!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a light suddenly rose not far ahead.

Then, the fairy sound came.

A high mountain rises from the dark ink-like Holy Demon Abyss.

This huge mountain range is hundreds of miles wide, and is surrounded by a huge light film.

At the top of the main peak, there is another magnificent hall, which is brilliant and magnificent under the sunlight, showing a dazzling golden color.

There are bursts of fairy sounds, and the flutes and drums are endless.

This is exactly the vision that everyone saw at the edge of the Holy Demonic Abyss before.

"We're here..." Bai Yu said, "Is this the safe island?"

No one answered him.

Even An Chengxu and Xu Changan didn't know.

But now we can only rely on that island.

The three large ships of Xuanmen and Demon Clan suddenly accelerated and headed towards the high mountain exposed in the Demon Abyss.

Finally, before everyone ran out of spiritual energy, they reached the mountain.

A rickety old man who had cultivated in the Mahayana Emperor realm stretched out his hand to open the formation of the fairy mountain and let everyone walk into it.

"this……"

Bai Yu looked at the formation in shock and said, "It's actually a ninth-grade formation?"

The ninth-grade formation can already be called an immortal formation.

In the wilderness, no one can arrange it.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist!" After Bai Yu led everyone to the safe island, he bowed his hands to the old man.

The old man chuckled and said: "You're welcome... My master said that this place is still some distance from the Immortal Court. You can rest here for a while and recover before going over!"

"Thank you, thank you..." Bai Yu handed over his hand.

The dragon demon emperor Jiuzhi asked: "I dare to ask my friend, who is your master?"

The old man smiled and said: "Oh, to tell you the truth, I don't know who our master is, but he is just a little better than me!"

"Everyone...just stay here to rest and recover. Don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked!"

"Also, everyone, please rest here and remember not to move around!"

"Otherwise, if you offend my master, you will die here in an instant!"