The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Qing Tu nodded proudly as a matter of course

Gu Changhuan broke out in a cold sweat and quickly found the storage bracelet Qing Tu gave him. He scanned it with his spiritual sense and found a giant turtle as big as a mountain.

Giant turtle!

Alive!

The eighth-grade upper grade is infinitely close to the ninth grade!

Gu Changhuan's mouth twitched, looking at the proud Qing Tu, and touched his head:

"Well done, don't do it next time."

Gu Changhuan said as he began to draw the Ten Directions Forbidden Spirit Talisman tremblingly.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Barbarian God Ruins is particularly abundant, and the Ten Directions Forbidden Spirit Talisman drawn is also full of spiritual energy.

Gu Changhuan nodded with satisfaction at his method of condensing the talisman in the void, and after letting Qing Tu return to the spirit beast ring, he threw out the giant turtle like a mountain the next moment.

Gu Changhuan moved his hand quickly, and the Ten Directions Forbidden Spirit Talisman was instantly activated, falling on the huge mountain turtle like a spider web.

During the whole process, the giant turtle did not even breathe, let alone open its eyes to resist.

Gu Changhuan felt relieved when he saw the turtle being sealed by the Ten Directions Forbidden Spirit Talisman.

He scanned the giant turtle in front of him with his spiritual sense and found that the turtle was just as Qing Tu said, with only half a breath left.

It is estimated that it really died at some point.

However, judging from the size of the turtle and its life span, this half breath should be enough for it to survive for several years or even decades.

Thinking so, Gu Changhuan took out the Tongxiantu and wanted to see what kind of fierce beast this giant turtle was.

"It's a pity that from my memory, this giant turtle has no offspring, has never laid eggs, and even has no other clans. It's really strange..."

Gu Changhuan said, took a look at the Tongxiantu, and then fell silent.

Turtle... What the hell is a turtle's longevity!

Is there still a time for the divine turtle to die?

Moreover, the Tongxiantu shows that this "turtle's longevity" is not an ordinary fierce beast, at least a mutant fierce beast.

This made Gu Changhuan feel troubled for a while.

Should he kill it or not?

If he killed it, he might not be able to break the turtle's defense;

If he didn't kill it, he always felt that there was a hidden danger around him;

If he threw it away, it would be a pity.

After thinking for a while, Gu Changhuan took out a spiritual sword and walked towards the giant turtle.

He didn't want to kill him, but wanted to take some of the giant turtle's blood to refine a beast servant card.

However, this turtle shell was much more difficult than Gu Changhuan imagined. Although the giant turtle did not resist at all during the blood extraction process, what made Gu Changhuan difficult was that even if he didn't attack the turtle shell, the turtle's skin was surprisingly hard. It took Gu Changhuan a lot of effort to extract a thumb-sized amount of blood.

Golden blood.

Gu Changhuan collected the blood, took out an empty spirit beast ring, and collected the giant turtle.

Then he threw the giant turtle's blood into the original spirit beast ring, asked Kong Yao to help refine the beast servant card, and set off again.

Heading in the direction that the cultivator in the giant turtle's memory left.

The reason is simple, because Gu Changhuan doesn't know about this barbarian god relic, and in the giant turtle's memory, the cultivator who captured it doesn't look like a human, but looks like a barbarian cultivator in the classics. ŴŴŴ.

Although the height and specific details are slightly different, it finally gives Gu Changhuan some direction.

If this giant turtle has lived for 20,000 years, or even longer, then the barbarians in its memory are at the peak of the barbarian tribe, and they live in a secret realm. Logically speaking, they should be very comfortable. Why would they suddenly give up the prey in their hands because of a horn and leave in a hurry?

It must be because something big happened, even a matter of life and death.

The cultivator's flying speed is very fast, at least he is a cultivator of the refining void. Even in the original barbarian tribe, cultivators of this level can know some secrets.

If there is any big movement in the barbarian tribe, the cultivators of the refining void and the combined body are the main force.

Thinking of this, Gu Changhuan's feet are fast.

For the possible existence of the ninth-level spiritual vein, Gu Changhuan's principle of searching for spiritual objects along the way has become to avoid fighting if possible. If the opponent is not understanding, then fight again, but you must fight quickly, and it is the right thing to kill the enemy in the shortest time.

Gu Changhuan didn't know how big this secret realm was, but along the way, he saw various landforms and various fierce beasts, but he had never seen any cultivators except him;

During this period, when Gu Changhuan was fighting wits and courage with those fierce beasts, he also searched the memories of several fierce beasts that looked very long-lived, but he didn't find anything useful. He had to shake his head and sigh that living fossils like giant turtles that have lived for who knows how many years are rare and can only be encountered.

On the eleventh day after Gu Changhuan entered the ruins of the Barbarian God, the ninth-level spiritual vein was still missing.

Just when Gu Changhuan wondered if he was too suspicious, another cultivator finally came to the wild land outside the Barbarian God ruins after bumping day and night. He saw that his skin was blue and his pair of dead fish eyes were worthy of the name, but he was a cultivator in the early stage of fusion.

He held the Eye of the Barbarian God in his hand, and after hesitating for a long time, he still entered the Barbarian God Ruins.

At the same time, in the human race, in the territory of the Wanfo Wuxiang Sect, several Mahayana monks looked anxiously at the old monk Yuan Hong in meditation in front of them, and they wanted to slam the table and stand up.

But they had to look at Yuan Hong and the huge Buddha statue behind him with fear, and almost bit their gums.

Yuan Hong, this old guy, relied on the magic plate of the formation of the Spiritual Destruction Land in his hand to raise the price, which was really annoying.

If they were not in the Wanfo Wuxiang Sect at the moment, they would have to teach him a lesson.

At the same time, in the Wanfo Wuxiang Sect, many cultivators of the Refining Void and Combining Body were on full alert, as if they were ready to fight at any time.

But I don’t know what means they have to have the confidence to compete with the Mahayana cultivators of the alien race.

In the past few days, even some active low-level cultivators of the Wanfo Wuxiang Sect have noticed something wrong. In short, the atmosphere is very tense.

And those high-level cultivators who know the inside story, although they are as calm as a mountain on the surface, are actually very nervous in their hearts.

At the same time, in a forbidden area in the Wanfo Wuxiang Sect, a little monk lying in the palm of a huge Buddha statue is sleeping soundly.

Next to the Buddha statue, the sky is full of Asuras and Yakshas, ​​and many evil ghosts and Asuras are frightening, but their eyes seem to fall on the little monk in the palm of the Buddha statue.

Whether it is the tense atmosphere outside or the terrifying murals and carvings inside, it can’t affect his good sleep at all.

But not everyone can stand such a tense atmosphere.

In the hall, a foreign Mahayana smashed the table in front of him with a slap and said angrily:

"Old thief Yuan Hong!

Do you really want to make things difficult for so many of us fellow practitioners!

Aren't you afraid that the Wanfo Wuxiang Sect that you have worked hard to manage for tens of thousands of years will turn into dust!"