Mortal Cultivation: Starting from a Casual Cultivator

Kill, don't let a single beast go!

In this trial, there are too many holy sons who have fallen!

Damn it, it's unreasonable to trick me into waiting for three hundred years!

Tsk tsk, the depths of this abyss world are actually connected to an independent space called the land of the Styx? There is also a kind of Styx milk in the space that can help us break through the Mahayana during the fusion period?!

Even if you don't consider the so-called Styx God's Milk, all kinds of spiritual creatures in the depths of the abyss and the real spirit yin energy in that space are an inestimable wealth!

If God doesn't take it, you will be blamed instead!

That's right, what Brother Jin said is absolutely true! This abyss is the opportunity God gave us to rise up with the seventy-two flying spirits!

Those demon kings of Diyuan have ruined it for tens of thousands of years, it's time to take it down!

Outside the abyss.

In that border city.

More than 20 late-stage elders from various branches of the Flying Spirit Clan gathered together!

Originally, it was just a flying spirit trial.

Some of the weaker branches came for trade.

But they never expected that a small trial finally revealed to them a secret that could increase the probability of breaking through to the Mahayana stage at the peak of fusion, and a shocking secret that could change the structure of their flying spirit clan in the spirit world.

Could it be a trap?

Still, there are prudent people who come up with the worst possibilities that no one likes to hear right now.

Let the scene calm down for a moment.

But at the next moment, a big man from the Chirong tribe and an old woman from the Youshui tribe, two elders in the late stage of fusion, directly refuted with a sneer:

Trap? Oh, use this Styx milk as a trap?

This bait is really delicious.

What the two of them were referring to was a small cup of spiritual milk suspended in the middle of the hall.

It was a bait thrown by someone!

1/4 the amount of a bottle!

However, even if it was just a little bit, it still caused everyone present to suffer from pink eye disease!

No way, the effect of the magic milk is too good; for those who want to go further, the temptation is too great to resist.

No, among them, the three highly respected peak fits, after using three drops of the test, were willing to exchange sky-high prices for the rest.

Therefore, after confirming that there is still a production place of this kind of milk in the Styx space, even those who were not interested before are now moved!

Twelve or thirteen bottles can be produced in a thousand years.

Each bottle is enough for one person.

Also only the first bottle works best.

Production is indeed limited.

But even if everyone present takes turns to get a bottle, at the latest two or three thousand years, it will be your turn!

This kind of good thing, no one will have any objections to them who seized the opportunity.

Will you inform the ancestors?

As soon as these words came out, the scene fell silent.

The late elders of the three branches of Jiuyue, Qiyue, and Wuguang took a deep breath and looked at the other branches.

It is certain that if the four ancestors are involved in this matter, the first benefit will definitely be nothing to them.

The ancestors will definitely cut off the benefits of the first round, and give them a mouthful of soup at most.

Even the elders of the three major branches are no exception.

Because they are not the direct blood of the ancestors!

To be precise, since the incident of Luo Hu's arrival in Diyuan 300 years ago, none of the direct bloodlines have been stationed in this border city.

But obviously, let them wait for three or four thousand years, wait for the four ancestors to complete the first round of collection, and then arrange a round for them.

They are absolutely unacceptable.

Especially for the elders of the elders who were present, it was even more unacceptable.

The reason why these few put aside their original ethnic beliefs and joined the Council of Elders, and dedicated their last remaining warmth to the entire Flying Spirit Race; isn't it because they can't resist the next catastrophe, and they know that the end is approaching?

Three or four thousand years is too long for a few people!

Thousands of years passed in a blink of an eye, and they were afraid that only the ashes in the graveyard were left at that time.

In addition, those elders who feel that they are in the best physical condition and should live up to their youth, go forward bravely, and advance bravely, and even at the peak of the fusion, also cannot accept thousands of years of waiting.

Because after three or four thousand years, although they will not become weaker, there must be new rising stars coming out!

At that time, do we have to make them humble again?

Furthermore, such things as the waves behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead do not happen uncommonly!

How could they be willing to miss the opportunity that originally belonged to them in their most powerful era, and turn to perfect others!

The news about Styx's milk is blocked, right?

The oldest elder of the Council of Elders opened his closed eyes and asked.

This person was hunched over, his whole body was covered by a faint white mist, and it was difficult for outsiders' spiritual eyes or spiritual sense to see through the mist to see his face clearly.

Elder Hun, don't worry.

Such major matters that are related to whether we can go further, will not be neglected in the slightest.

Those holy sons who teamed up to defeat a monster in the Void Refinement Stage have their relevant memories erased now, and the only ones who know the situation of the divine milk are me and others present here.

And we all made oaths of inner demons, and left blood essence imprints on the flying spirit subbook; anyone who dares to reveal it to the outside world will definitely be backlashed by seventy-two flying spirits at the same time!

It is absolutely impossible to escape!

An old man in a soap robe got up and said respectfully.

The identity of the old man is not ordinary.

He is the youngest son of a mahayana patriarch of the Flying Spirit Clan, and is also one of the three most promising to break through the Mahayana stage recognized by the Seventy-two Flying Spirits.

Well, that's good.

While speaking, his knuckles tapped lightly on his thigh for a while, and after scanning everyone present for two times, he let out a foul breath:

It seems that everyone wants to temporarily block the news of that independent space?!

Everyone in the field looked at each other in blank dismay.

Seeing this, a beautiful woman first gave a charming smile:

Old Xiong, whether the independent space exists or not, and the news about the Styx God's Milk have not been confirmed yet!

Inform the ancestors at this time, if the news is wrong, aren't we playing tricks on the ancestors?

This is not good!

Why don't we first confirm the authenticity of the news about that space and the magic milk, and then we can discuss it in the long term.

If we can handle the land of the abyss and the land of the Styx by ourselves, why bother the ancestor's retreat?

If you can't deal with the danger, it's not too late to tell the ancestors about the situation!

When everyone heard the words, their eyes lit up.

The words of Mrs. Bu are enlightening!

Since everyone can fight and deal with it, they still invite the ancestors to come over to eat big heads, aren't they mentally ill?

good!

If you can't fight and then call for reinforcements, this is the rational allocation of human resources.

Besides, clearing Diyuan is a common task for the seventy-two Feiling branches. We can also distribute most of the pressure to other branches that don't know about it. Let's share the difficulties!

The voice of the beautiful woman fell

Wonderful!

As expected of Mrs. Bu.

Whoever can marry his wife as a Taoist companion is definitely a lucky thing for three lives.

Another round of applause.

But in the bottom of my heart, I have increased my defense against this femme fatale by more than an order of magnitude.

It is really the most poisonous woman's heart.

hehe.

The beautiful woman covered her mouth and chuckled, secretly cursing everyone in the hall for being brainless thugs.

When looking at the old man with a hunched back, a different color flashed in his eyes.

Although it is mentioned in the information that the true spirit Rahu has already torn apart the space and left, what if the information is wrong?

Those who spoke cautiously before became cautious again.

Brother Yao Xian, are you underestimating me?

A stern old man of the vulture tribe raised his eyebrows impatiently.

Brother Fei, why did I underestimate everyone?

Hmph! Don't you even look, what kind of existences are there? We are waiting for seventeen late-stage fusions, five peak fusions! In addition, nearly a hundred holy-level masters in the junior and middle stages of fusions from all races!

Not to mention that the true spirit Rahu was still far away from becoming an adult, even if he is an adult now, it won't be difficult for us to deal with him, right?

There are hundreds of high-level elites from the Void Refining Stage forming an array to assist, even if we encounter one or two Mahayana Patriarchs who are alone, we might be able to forcibly keep the other party behind!

The gloomy old man's face was full of arrogance.

In the room, more than 20 elders who were ranked high in the entire Flying Spirit Clan moved their eyes thoughtfully.

That's right, what brother Fei said is right.

I will work together, even if I bump into that real spirit Rahu, even if I meet one or two Mahayanas. What can they do?

Yes, the old man remembers that back then, the three elders of the border town blocked the two consecutive blows of that little Rahu!

There are more than twenty of us who are like-minded, plus nearly a hundred elders of each branch, not to mention keeping that head of Rahu, it is more than enough to protect ourselves.

The opportunity is right in front of us, if we miss it, who among us can be reconciled?

Every word you say to me is unprecedentedly high-spirited.

Finally, the old man with a hunched back got up and made a final decision:

Since that's the case, when more than a dozen demon kings from Diyuan entered the Styx space, and many holy monsters in the depths were killed by the true spirit Rahu, when Diyuan is the emptiest, let's

Done!

After finalizing this tone, the originally arched back of the old man surnamed Xiong became straight for some reason!

Like a re-raised javelin!

At this moment, a king aura suddenly rose up, which was heartbreaking.

Seeing the beautiful woman in her eyes, she was full of splendor.

Everyone looked in their eyes, wondering and uncertain.

Is this guy planning to take the opportunity to go one step further and get back the objects that belonged to him but were taken away by some ancestors?

Seventy-two flying spirits, it won't be long after this time, I'm afraid there will be a wind blowing.

After making up your mind.

The war machine on the side of the border town started to run rapidly.

A large group of elites were dispatched, intending to sweep away the abyss.

The slogan has been found, that is: revenge!

Ignite the flames of war with the fire of hatred!

Recently, didn't a large number of the Sons and Lords of the Seventy-two Branches fall in the Flying Spirit Trial, and the losses were much higher than before?

This is the monsters of Diyuan at work.

Of course, this is for the lower classes.

To be a soldier, you only need a slogan, and you only need to think that the war waged by your side is just.

But don't be merciful to the Earth Abyss monster.

For the upper echelon, it was disclosed that most of the demon kings are not in Diyuan.

And hastily divided the other interests of Diyuan.

Regardless of whether the news is true or not, since the Council of Elders has voiced their support, there are more than a hundred fighters dispatched during the fusion period!

The holy rank elders of each branch who were still hesitant even if they were confused, could only bite the bullet and follow.

then.

The all-out war against the abyss has officially begun.

All the dark monsters, as in the original timeline, only need to: kill them all! Not one left!

The entrance to a crack somewhere in the abyss.

A spirit servant puppet, the light in the eyes that did not fluctuate at all, gradually began to tremble and brighten.

Sure enough, it's still here!

within its field of vision.

Outside the gray fog area of ​​thousands of miles, hundreds of huge light clusters intertwined with spiritual lights of various colors suddenly rose.

Inside these huge clusters of light are hideous giant birds.

At this time, with the majestic spiritual pressure, it came straight to this side, like comets.

It's more like a swarm of comets smashing down!

Followed by the streamer like a meteor shower all over the sky.

More dazzling than any intersecting lines.

It's so beautiful!

After saying this, the brilliance in the pupils of the spirit servant puppet dimmed.

Its core and important joints were damaged by the spirit pattern set earlier, and now it has become a pile of broken copper and iron.

Revenge for the Sons and Lords!

For the Honor of the Flying Spirits

kill!

Earth Abyss monsters, all die!

On this day, the veins that re-rooted in the abyss were called the disaster day of the abyss by later generations.

They who chose to follow someone to the land of the Styx temporarily settled down, and when they returned to this land again, they rejoiced for a long time for their wisdom in their early years.

The individual combat strength is at least the Nascent Soul stage, and the total strength of the Flying Spirit elite army reaches hundreds of thousands. Wherever it passes, it will be destroyed!

It can be called invincible!

On the first floor, dozens of armies raided separately, and the cleanup was completed in two days.

On the second floor, multiple armies began to converge.

Until the fourth floor, there is no decent resistance at all!

There is indeed a Styx space in the depths.

As the commander of a fleet, the three high-ranking Flying Spirit Clan members at the later stage of integration exchanged a look, and one of them burned the Void Refining Stage monster captured alive in his hands to ashes.

Only the nuclei remain.

The other two kept the corpses of the two monsters in their respective hands.

Same as before.

The monsters in the transformation stage don't know anything about the bottom two floors, and only in the void stage do they know something.

Unfortunately, there is some kind of powerful oath constraint in their minds, and we can't obtain relevant information even through soul searching.

This is very regrettable for the three of them.

Without this oath, it would not be credible.

The three looked at each other and smiled.

Hurry up, hurry up and catch up with the other two teams including Mr. Xiong. We can't let them focus on the front.

Extremely extreme.

Behind is purgatory.

It's war.

It's crying and pleading.

It is a combination of legions from the Nascent Soul Stage, the Transformation Stage, and the Void Refining Stage, ruthlessly massacring groups in the Foundation Establishment Stage or the Alchemy Stage of Diyuan!

From now on, Diyuan will belong to their Flying Spirit Clan!

These middle and low-level monsters in the abyss are also worthy of occupying this treasure land?

Among the various branches, the Tianpeng clan killed the most.

They hated the abyss to the core.

I hate Rahu so much.

Tens of thousands of years ago, if the two ancestors at that time hadn't explored here and suffered unknown severe injuries, and passed away one after another shortly after, how could their Tianpeng lineage have declined to the point where they are now a low-level clan?

Back then, they were the leaders of the Seventy-two Flying Spirits!

Speaking of which, at this time, the regular garrison of Tianpeng's lineage in Diyuan still doesn't know what happened to their family land.

kill!