wilderness.

Ancient burial ground.

The autumn wind is bleak and the fallen leaves are flying.

"There is no such thing as an opportunity to become an immortal in this world. All that exists is only the calamity of all living beings."

Ge Xian reached out to wipe the dust off the surface of the stone tablet, but unfortunately, the words on the stone tablet had long been weathered and it was impossible to make out the specific content.

Different from his image in the emperor's tomb, Ge Xian at this moment looked even more mysterious. His robes also changed from the original navy blue to pure white. He looked like an immortal, like a true immortal who had come to the world.

"Then what are you looking for?"

“Find a way.”

In the empty wilderness, Ge Xian talked to himself, as if an invisible person was following him.

"The Road Back to Fairyland"

When the hand passed over a word, a layer of light suddenly appeared on the fingertips.

Click

A layer of black air seeped out from the writing. At first, it was only the size of a thread, but soon it spread to the entire stone tablet, and then quickly spread to the surroundings. In the cemetery, all the weathered stone tablets had a similar aura wafting out.

"Can that place still be called the fairyland?"

"Where there are immortals, it is naturally the immortal world."

Holding his breath, Ge Xian stood up, turned around and walked back where he came from.

The group of traitors outside will definitely be unable to resist smelling these familiar scents.

"That's really strange. Have you found it?"

“Soon.”

As Ge Xian walked and talked, his aura changed silently. When he walked out of the cemetery, the aura around him gradually weakened, and finally turned into an ordinary monk, and the robes on his body turned white and gray.

A cold wind blew by, and the whole person disappeared like a leaf.

After a moment, several streams of light flew down.

“Gone again!”

Yuyan angrily swung his sword, and the sword energy turned into light, sweeping across the distant mountain ridge. With a loud bang, the mountain was cut in half, and the rubble scattered like raindrops.

"The demon with the spirit of immortals is definitely not that easy to catch."

Behind Yuyan, a man with a long sword on his back and long flowing hair said indifferently. This man is the second generation disciple of the Chunyang Immortal Sect. His status in the sect is the same as Yuyan's. They are both taught by the ancestors.

The Ancient Sword Sect and the Pure Yang Immortal Sect have been guarding the Emperor's Tomb together for the past ten thousand years. If anything goes wrong in the Emperor's Tomb, both sects will be held responsible.

"Keep chasing."

After venting his anger, Yuyan took out the magic weapon again, determined the direction, and then turned into a stream of light to chase in the direction indicated by the magic weapon. After chasing for several years, they didn't even see what the evil spirit looked like. This feeling was too frustrating. The disciples of the Pure Yang Sect had long been accustomed to this result, and they didn't react. Seeing Yuyan leave, he quickly turned into light and followed.

Neither of them noticed that not long after they left, a layer of fog rose in the cemetery behind them. This layer of fog seemed to have its own life. After covering the entire cemetery, it waited for a while. After Yuyan and the disciples of Chunyang Xianmen left, it slowly spread out.

The whole process was silent.

"Two thousand seven hundred."

At the Wanxiang Immortal Gate, Chen Luo opened his eyes.

A star-like light flashed in his pupils. The aura of his soul spread outward in circles, and the state that had already reached the critical point changed again.

Late stage of Hedao!

The secret technique created by the Black Snake Demon Saint was extremely powerful. After being transformed by Brother Changqing, the soul-enhancing effect was further improved. Most of the soul power that had been accumulated in Chen Luo's body was digested in just a few years and transformed into his own strength, allowing him to cross two small realms in a row and reach the late stage of Hedao.

After reaching this step, Chen Luo's 'Tao' covered a wider area, and the distorted 'inner demon' became more real.

"Ancestor, there is news."

Elder Tang Hai walked in quickly from outside. After seeing Chen Luo clearly who was practicing, his voice immediately became softer, and he quietly stepped aside and waited quietly.

"explain."

Chen Luo opened his eyes and asked directly.

After the incident at Motian Temple, Chen Luo promoted Tang Hai to the position of acting head. Now he was in charge of all the affairs of Wanxiang Xianmen. As a reward, Chen Luo used the method he used to improve the corpse-controlling Gu to infuse Tang Hai with evil spirit, helping him to improve two small realms. He then upgraded the life-changing Gu in his body to a higher level, allowing him to control the lower-level "life-changing Gu" to a certain extent.

With these powers, Tang Hai's work became more and more successful.

Elder Tang has become a thing of the past, and now he is the head of the Tang Sect.

"There is a sect in the south that specializes in refining corpses, called the Demon Corpse Sect. They are a medium-sized sect like us."

Before Chen Luo went into seclusion, he gave Tang Hai a task, asking him to find a sect related to corpse refining to see if he could reach a cooperation with the other party and buy the corpses of immortal cultivators, so that he could save the time of digging graves.

Originally, Chen Luo did not hold out much hope. He did not expect Tang Hai to be so capable and to find a sect that met the requirements so quickly.

".The other party did not reject our proposal, but attached a condition. They hoped that the ancestor could personally come forward to help them solve the blood demon disaster. To show their sincerity, they gave us 300 demon corpses, all of which were refined and ready to use."

After saying that, Tang Hai took out the storage bag in his hand.

Chen Luo scanned it with his spiritual sense, confirmed the quality of the demon corpse inside, and nodded with satisfaction.

The quality is good, all are at the Jindan stage.

"Can."

Sooner or later, he will have to face the troublesome Blood Demon.

The Demon Corpse Sect also knew how to behave, and did not put forward any hard conditions or contracts. They just expressed their intention to form an alliance. They must have mentioned similar cooperation conditions to many sects, so it was like buying insurance.

"Then I will go negotiate with them and ask them to send more demon corpses over."

Tang Hai stood up immediately. For Tang Hai now, the ancestor was his chance. As long as he held on to the ancestor's thigh, no one could shake his position in the Wanxiang Immortal Sect.

Blood moon.

The Demon Corpse Gate was silent, and the mountain square was filled with corpses. A cold wind blew, and red light shone on the corpses. Black crows stood on the branches, making a "cawing" sound.

Blood flowed along the ground like a stream, slowly converging to one point.

A bloody figure stood up from the blood.

"The remnants of the Blood Demon Sect?"

A figure appeared in the air. The person was wearing a moon-colored robe and white jade boots. From below, it was like standing in the center of the blood moon, with cold eyes looking down at the ground. An invisible sense of oppression enveloped the entire area, slowing down the flow of blood on the ground.

"A hypocrite from the Immortal Clan."

The figure in the blood condensed into facial features. Looking up, the blood-stained clothes on his body moved automatically without wind.

"You've crossed the line."

"Did you draw the 'boundary'?"

The two forces, one above and one below, collided with each other.

The already half-destroyed Demon Corpse Sect was flattened to the ground by the collision of this aura. A circular wave of air exploded, and the two figures collided fiercely.

When Tang Hai came to the Demon Corpse Sect again, he was stunned.

"Where is the Demon Corpse Sect?"

The extremely prosperous Demon Corpse Sect seemed to have been wiped out at this moment. The sect’s headquarters disappeared, leaving only a bottomless pit in its place. Two extremely terrifying auras lingered in the air. Just sensing the aftermath made Tang Hai feel fearful.

"A battle of powers? How can I explain this to my ancestors?"

He had just reached a cooperation agreement with the Demon Corpse Sect, and before he could purchase any Demon Corpse business, the other sect was gone. This bizarre experience made Tang Hai smell the breath of danger, and he did not dare to stay in this place for long. He picked up a stone contaminated with the breath, and then turned into a stream of light and fled in the direction of the Wanxiang Immortal Sect.

Tang Hai was very fast and it only took him half a day to fly back.

As soon as he returned to the sect, he heard several similar pieces of news. The one that made him most uneasy was the news brought back by an outer sect disciple.

The immortals have come to the mortal world.

The clan that was more mysterious than the Nine Tomb Guardians suddenly descended from the cave. With the arrival of the immortals, the blood demons that had already begun to wreak havoc became even more unscrupulous, and the scope of slaughter expanded several times at once.

In less than three days, no less than a hundred sects were destroyed.

The surging blood was taken away by the twelve blood gods and became the reserve power of the blood demon ancestor. The weak balance between the myriad races was completely broken.

No one knows why the Blood Demon would confront the Immortals.

A few days later, Yongye Valley and the Netherworld were defeated one after another, followed by the Nine Tomb Guarding Clans. In between were also peak clans such as the Winged People, the Duobao Clan, and the White Deer Clan. All the forces seemed to be provoked by something and started a melee.

Bang bang bang.

People are like falling rain.

The disaster struck faster than expected.

A blood shadow appeared in the market of Wanxiang Xianmen. From the moment it appeared, it started a crazy killing mode. The more people died, the thicker the blood energy on its body became. In just a moment, the blood of those dead monks was gathered together by the blood shadow and transformed into a human figure.

"How dare you cause trouble in the market of Wanxiang Xianmen? Die!"

The elder guarding the market shouted angrily and instantly flew down from the highest building in the market. The power of the Life-changing Guzi worm surged, and in just a blink of an eye, the elder's aura was raised to the initial stage of Hedao.

Xueying raised his head and saw him stretching out his right hand and grabbing at the void.

A circle of dark red blood mist spread out.

"Forbidden Spirit."

The center of the blood mist exploded, and the face of the elder of Wanxiang Xianmen, who was in the air with great momentum, changed. He clearly felt the loss of his own power.

This is the power of Tao.

The elder in the air's face changed, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat, but it was too late. The exploding blood and energy were like a spider web, grabbing the monk flying in the air into his hands.

The qi and blood swirled and poured into Blood Shadow's arm like a whirlpool.

The imposing elder of Wanxiang Xianmen was sucked into a mummy by the blood shadow before he could even finish his words.

Bang!

The dead body fell to the ground, and a dark 'worm' crawled out from the heart of the dead body.

It is the offspring of the life-changing Gu.

Snap!

Blood Shadow stepped down, and the meat sauce splashed in a circle, leaving a radial pattern on the spot. (End of this chapter)