The flying Hedao puppet spun and smashed towards a long snake-like shadow.

He knew that there was a shameless old guy hiding in the dark trying to take advantage of him.

But Feng's crotch was very tight, so he had already been on guard against the old man.

Boom! A terrifying aura of destruction emerged from the puppet's body, like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time, exploding in all directions.

Under the violent energy impact, the space in a spherical shape with the puppet as the center collapsed in all directions and up and down.

Under the impact of the destructive aura, the shattered space was turned into powder and began to wash away in all directions, turning into a surging space wave.

In the silver storm, the shadow of a dark long snake was suddenly lifted up and transformed into a black water snake that was ten feet in size and completely black in color.

The huge space waves that surged one after another rushed towards the Black Water Snake as if they had found an outlet.

But the big snake's triangular eyes were filled with a biting coldness, and streams of faint light surged from the scales attached to its body, instantly blocking the fragments of space that were blown over outside its body.

After the long and narrow mouth opened, a crescent-shaped light of black and white shone out, breaking through the broken space and rushing towards Feng Mi.

at the same time.

Inside the surging space, Feng Mi mobilized the nine kinds of rule power, and his figure rose infinitely with the help of the surging space.

A thousand feet, three thousand feet, and finally it turned into a silver body of tens of thousands of feet, covering Wu Wen Ke, who was wrapped in the colorful lotus platform, in shadow.

The sight of the Kun fish swimming in the space made Wu Wenke tremble with fear, as if he was trapped in an endless ocean of space, like a small boat unable to control himself.

"You're lucky!"

A gleam of light flashed across the huge silver Kun eyes, glancing at the middle-aged swordsman in the distance.

With the old bastard on his back, his aura was stronger than he could imagine. He had no way of killing both of the Taoists in front of him.

In a hurry, Feng Mi made a decision to grab one and run away.

The huge Kun fish skull loomed over Wu Wenke's head. He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his skull, and the light of the colorful lotus platform guarding outside suddenly dimmed.

"die!"

He first used the Three Burials Soul-Confusing Technique to disturb the spirit, and while taking advantage of the situation, the huge silver Kun fish pierced through the colorful lotus platform.

Wu Wen Ke, who was inside the lotus platform, could only hear an endless whistling space storm in his ears, and his whole body seemed to be trapped in a sea of ​​swords and knives. The lotus platform guarding the side was torn into pieces in an instant. He didn't even have time to scream before his body was pierced by a silver light.

"Wind and thunder strangle!"

A terrified soul emerged from the broken body, but was submerged by the falling lightning as soon as it came out.

In an instant, Wu Wenke's expression was frozen at this moment, his eyes were filled with silver broken space, and his thoughts no longer surged.

In an instant, another Taoist was killed.

But Feng Mi had no time to be happy, as the Kunyu wrapped the Taoist monk he had killed and broke through the rolling space, escaping into the distance. "

"Boom!"

The full moon attack spit out from the mouth of the Black Water Serpent also landed on the tail of the Kun Fish Dharma Image.

The Kun fish image that was born in the vast space was tens of thousands of feet long and wide, but under the pressure of the full moon, it began to crumble piece by piece.

“Crack!”

In an instant, the tens of thousands of feet long Kun fish burst from the tail to the head, and Feng Mi staggered out of the space, his face pale and magic power surging all over his body.

In the Dantian, hundreds of low-grade spirit crystals and a dozen spirit pills were crushed and transformed into rolling magic power, pouring into it and escaping into the distance without stopping.

"die!"

The round moon magic ball that shattered the All-Seeing Killing Technique rolled out from the broken space and rumbled towards Feng Mi.

"Twelfth floor!"

Feng Mi cursed inwardly, such a powerful cultivator is just an old coward, is he going to let people live?

“Crash!”

Huge waves crashed in the broken space, and a mighty ripple appeared amidst the flashing silver light. He once again displayed the Bei Ming Dharma Body, transformed into a Kun fish and fled into the distance.

At this moment, the Kun fish soared up on the waves of space, grew two extremely broad wings, turned into silver light, and flew away into the distance.

After a while, Bei Ming Kunpeng spread his wings and flew across tens of millions of miles, but the terrifying wave behind him was like a maggot on his tarsal bone, biting on it tightly.

When looking back, he saw a dazzling black snake in the void behind him, circling and leaping in the space, catching up with him in an extremely strange way.

Its speed was only slightly slower than the Bei Ming Dharma Body that was matched with the third-turn space rules.

…

"They're all dead!"

At the place where the fight took place before, huge waves formed by the shattered space rolled in all directions. Jinhuan jumped out from the huge waves in a panic, with fear still in his eyes.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the Black Water Mystic Snake Clan, which made the Refining Void Human feel wary, perhaps he would have followed in Wu Wenke's footsteps.

The mighty Black Water Serpent Clan was actually hiding in the dark.

Thinking of some rumors about the Black Water Serpent Clan, a hint of fear flashed in Jinhuan's eyes.

This tribe was actually attracted here, and what happened next was no longer something he could interfere with.

A cultivator who has integrated nine kinds of rules and comprehended the third level of space and possesses terrifying killing skills can crush people with ease. Once he merges with the Tao and condenses the imprint of the rules in the future, it will be a huge blow to his own sect.

Not daring to stay any longer, Jinhuan left in a hurry. He wanted to report what happened here to the sect as soon as possible.

It has been a long time since a cultivator who has condensed the Dao seed before merging with the Dao has appeared in my Haotian Realm. If such a cultivator can successfully merge with the Dao, it will be a great disaster for many sects.

"Nine kinds of rules. These are all the rules that most cultivators comprehend."

…

In the vast sky, Feng Mi walked in the air, and the rolling magic power continued to pour into the surroundings, maintaining the speed of Bei Ming Dharma Body, leaving a long silver wave in the void.

He could only keep his head down and run wildly. The black snake behind him was a cultivator at the twelfth level, and he had confirmed it many times.

Every attack launched from the rear would be easily broken by the black snake.

Not to mention his own consumption after killing two Dao Masters in a row, even at his peak, he could only jump around in front of this black snake.

The spirit crystals and pills in the dantian dissolved again to replenish the consumed mana. The dimmed silver Beiming Kun fish once again flashed a dazzling silver light. It flapped its huge wings and its speed increased by 20%.

At this moment, the black snake that was chasing closely behind suddenly glowed with black light, and balls of black energy surged out from its back. In the blink of an eye, they turned into a pair of purple wings, stirring up an endless gale.

With the help of wings, the chasing black snake became even faster, shortening the distance between the two again.

"Shit, you have wings too!"

A giant snake grew a pair of black wings, and the green gale it stirred up smoothed the space waves in the direction of its advance, and a cold and chilly air swept over.

Feeling the cold air entering his body, Feng Mi's face turned grim. The aura released by the superior cultivators could easily affect cultivators of lower realms, causing them to tremble and shake all over.

Although the space technique of the third-level rule is powerful, the one he is facing is a cultivator at the twelfth level, and the power of rules he controls must be at the fourth level.

"puff!"

Feeling the black snake getting closer, Feng Mi opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

With the blessing of essence and blood, his speed increased dramatically again. Although this situation made him tremble physiologically, he had expected it from the beginning.

Shen Lian was not naive enough to think that he could defeat the Taoist monks and that the Taoist monks would come down to deal with him.

Therefore, I was fully prepared at the beginning, including spiritual crystals, and elixirs to replenish qi and blood.

In this way, one ran and the other chased, with the man and the snake separated by about tens of thousands of miles, and they ran in the sea of ​​turbid air for ten days and ten nights.

During this period, Shen Lian continued to replenish his consumption, of which spirit crystals accounted for the majority and spirit pills accounted for a small portion.

The two of them were running at full speed, dozens of times faster than the Hedao cultivators who had just advanced to the next level, and soon they were left behind over a distance as wide as a galaxy.

"Little thief, let's see how many elixirs you have!"

After chasing for a distance of a galaxy, Xuan An at the back was not feeling well either. He began to try to attack, but was avoided by the slippery human in front every time.

The monks who comprehend the rules of space are really difficult to deal with.

Now that the mark of the rules of space is controlled by the Guantian clan, Xuan An was unsure at the beginning whether to take action. After all, under the general trend, the probability of a cultivator without a background wanting to comprehend the rules of space is very small.

What's more, he is a cultivator who has comprehended the rules of space to the third level.

However, when this cultivator was fighting with three younger Taoists, his miraculous space magic revealed a lot of specific information.

The Dharma form of space that he comprehended was not that of the Guantian Clan, but rather the most primitive Dharma form of space, the Bodhi Realm.

The fairy order is supreme and majestic, and all spirits have a glimmer of hope. Although the major fairy gates have the heart to swallow up all the marks, they do not have the ability to cover the universe, and they dare not do so.

Even the legendary true immortal cannot block all paths to immortality.

Therefore, even without the aid of the imprint of rules to assist in comprehension, ordinary people can still comprehend the world and comprehend all the rules, but this is ultimately one step slower than the immortal monks who possess the imprint of rules.

For example, the same fire rules, and two monks with the same talent for fire.

A cultivator in the Zunhuo Xianzong began to practice under the mark of the fourth level of fire from the very beginning.

One can only rely on his own talent to comprehend and capture the rules of fire that float between heaven and earth to practice.

The gap between the two sides widened from the very beginning.

This is just the mark of the first three revolutions. Conflict will come after the fourth revolution.

Foreign monks were either stuck before the fourth transformation, or they rebelled and forcibly seized the fourth transformation mark.

Otherwise, you have to find another way, choose a different mystery in the rules of fire to comprehend, and condense a branch mark of fire that does not exist in the contemporary world.

Just imagine that when you are struggling to comprehend, the one from the Zunhuo Xianzong may have already stepped on the shoulders of his predecessors, mastered the fourth-level fire mark inherited by the sect, and is advancing towards the fifth-level mark.

If he slows down by a step, the cultivator may be thrown down to the mortal world.

Only those with extraordinary talent can narrow the gap, but such monks are a minority after all.

As soon as he thought of this, Xuan An's eyes fixed on the silver figure in front of him again.

Coincidentally, it came across one that might be just a little bit short of being unrivaled, but already had the potential to be unrivaled.

This cultivator's spatial imprint does not have the Guantian clan's Dharma image, so he must have quietly avoided the spatial rules that the Guantian clan had comprehended.

A cultivator of extraordinary appearance who is living in the wild, fortunately, has not yet advanced to the state of He Dao. When he is a latent dragon, he is the best dish.

"You can really run!"

After a chase, Xuan An became more and more suspicious that the cultivator who was running away in front was a person who was specifically meditating in the space for the purpose of running away.

It was a cultivator of the twelfth level of the Black Water Xuanxian clan, but in order to chase a cultivator who had reached the perfection of the Refinement Void Realm, it actually chased him for a distance of almost two galaxies.

I have lived for more than a hundred thousand years, but this is the first time I have encountered a cultivator who can run so fast.

He can fight and run, he's really an all-rounder.

"This cultivator must not be allowed to stay!"

The triangular eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Before merging with the Dao, he condensed the Dao Seed and comprehended the nine rules that completely included the marks of the Xuanxian of his clan. Once the Dao was merged, he would block the way forward for the Black Water Xuanxian clan.

After 30 million years, it was not easy for the Xuanxian clan to break out of the Haotian Realm where there were many immortal clans.

If they had not found a new way to create the Xuanxian mark and had not occupied the marks of other ancient immortal sects, those more ancient immortal sects would not have allowed the Xuanxian clan to rise.

Even this cost a huge price. After all, no one wants to have another force snatching food.

The superior immortal gates look down upon the common people, while the inferior immortal gates struggle to survive.

The immortal gate is already so difficult, you hooligans who don't even have a background, please don't cause trouble for the immortal masters.

"If we capture this cultivator and use secret methods to cultivate him, perhaps we can give birth to a Dao fetus who is compatible with the nine rules of the Great Dao in the next generation of our clan."

Thinking of this, Xuan An felt more and more that he could not wait any longer.

It was a wrong decision. The young man from Jinyang Sword Sect should not have stayed. This cultivator would definitely pass the news from this place back to the sect.

"Xuanxian Dharma Seal!"

Xuan An muttered to himself as a faint light flashed around him. Strands of yin and yang air currents circulated around his body and quickly gathered above his head. They repeatedly intertwined and collided, eventually turning into a blurry black snake mark.

"go!"

The black snake is formed by the convergence of five kinds of rule forces, among which the Yin-Yang rule has reached four turns, the gravity rule has reached three turns, the ice rule has reached three turns, the water rule has reached four turns, and the wind rule has reached three turns.

The Rule of Wind is the rule mark that the Xuanxian Clan has most wanted to obtain over the years. It is also one of the important rules to promote the advancement of the Xuanxian mark to the seventh level.

As a cultivator at the twelfth level, Xuan An had only two rules to enter the fourth level. The reason for this was that he did not have a suitable Dao seed.

The Tao seed it is currently refining is a Mysterious Water Yin-Yang Shell, which can only carry water and the rules of Yin and Yang.

"roar!"

In an instant, the aura of the derived Xuanxian Seal Method surged and began to spread in all directions, finally forming a huge black cold and hot lake with an area of more than 30,000 acres, with a black snake constantly circling in it.

"go!"

Xuan An decisively cast the derived spell.

"Buzz!"

This huge lake flew out in a rotation, smoothing out the spatial fluctuations left by Feng Mi's escape wherever it passed, and also rushed out a number of black water snakes, piercing through Feng Mi's path in all directions.

Each black snake was like an extremely thick chain, fixing the void in front of it, and emitting an aura more terrifying than that of an ordinary Taoist cultivator.

"Come down to me!"

Seeing hundreds of black snakes locking the void in front of Feng Mi, Xuan An pulled hard with the claws under his belly.

I saw that the front was pierced by the black snake, forming a round void like a cover, which was pulled down from above the turbid air world.

The falling space barrier was over a million miles in size, and it was like an upside-down broken bowl, blocking Feng Mi's way forward. There was no way to avoid it or hide.

The falling space became very stable because of the blessing of the black snake, which was equivalent to imprisoning the entire space. The powerful aura made Feng Mi a little frightened.

Not only was the space confined, but it also fell towards him in pieces, and an overwhelming aura washed over him.

“Stay!”

Seeing that Feng Mi's space technique was restricted, Xuan An quickly caught up with him, raised the claws under his belly, and formed a vortex of black and white, cold and hot collision, and was about to clasp down towards Shen Lian.

No matter how talented one is, he is just a latent dragon. Over the years, the Xuanxian clan has killed countless talented cultivators. Any cultivator who poses a potential threat to the clan must die.

If their talent was a little worse, the Xuanxian clan might have been left behind to be dogs. But the one in front of him had a stronger talent and had condensed the Dao Seed before the Dao was achieved, so he deserved to die.

Feeling the terrifying aura of alternating hot and cold coming from behind him, Feng Mi cursed.

"You owe me three, you dead reptile!"

He couldn't take this attack.

As soon as he finished speaking, a shadow appeared in front and behind Feng Mi.

One of them quickly hit the falling space barrier, and the other one hit Xuan An's raised claws.

"Hedao Puppet!"

Boom!

Boom!

In an instant, two terrifying auras of destruction suddenly rolled up in front and behind Feng Mi, and the destructive airflows caused spatial turbulence in an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles.

It blocked the attacking Yin-Yang Claws from behind and blasted open a broken space in front.

"puff!"

As the intersection of the two energy impacts, although Feng Mi had been prepared and put on a defensive magic treasure, under such a terrifying impact, the several gourds on his body were like cracked bark, and were submerged in the sweeping energy.

The sun and moon flag made a crackling sound, and protected his head as it rushed towards the surging space, rolling and crawling, wrapped in a silver light and disappearing in the distance.

“Crash!”

The Taoist puppet exploded, shattering Xuan An's raised claws. The energy also knocked it out, but in an instant it stopped and rushed through the ruins.

A pair of triangular eyes were filled with coldness. He allowed the overwhelming space fragments from all directions to hit the monster's body while his divine sense swept around.

"You want to run? It's not that easy. I'll see how many Hedao puppets you have!"

…

"Puff!"

Billions of miles away, a crooked beam of light fell from space, and Feng Mi crashed into a thick cloud of dust in a panic.

“Haha, running away in front of a 12th Floor Realm cultivator, who else can do that in Juntian!”

He covered his mouth with his hands while laughing and swallowed back the blood that was surging up.

"Keep running, the old man will definitely catch up with you!"

Dozens of elixirs shattered in the Dantian, and the surging medicinal power quickly repaired the injured body. Then Feng Mi broke through the air again.

The two puppets that were detonated before were the female cultivator from the Xianhu Sect and Zhuolang. Now there are really no puppets in hand to use to set off fireworks.

Not long after Feng Mi left, there was a surge in the void, and black light descended on the land from far away, and black claws grabbed downwards.

The rolling dust was caught up, and the dust particles dispersed one by one, leaving only the remaining blood in the middle of the black claws.

He placed the blood at his nostrils and sniffed it, then turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the vast turbid air.

…

The huge mountain range, shaped like a crouching beast, is shrouded in turbid air.

Feng Mi fell from the void and quickly rushed into the depths of the mountains. Behind him, green storms continued to roll out from the waves of space.

A strange snake with wings was chasing us closely, as if it was gliding on the broken space.

Xuan An rushed over closely, but at that moment, a dazzling silver light shot up into the sky from the depths of the mountains.

His eyes were filled with silver light, and Xuan An raised his claws without hesitation. The green storm generated from under his wings rumbled towards the depths of the mountains.

Boom! The blue storm was like thousands of swords falling, and in a breath it shattered the mountain range into countless rocks, and even shattered the void in all directions into slag.

The teleportation array that was gleaming with silver light was also shattered into nothingness at the same time, and the space runes shattered into spots of light.

But there was not a trace of blood in these broken ruins.

Xuan An's face was extremely ugly. He was one step too late! The damned human race actually buried the teleportation array in advance. No matter how fast the escape technique was, it couldn't compare to the teleportation array.

…

Deep in a mountain range beyond a galaxy, silver light flickered in a cave guarded by a spiritual ban. Feng Mi stumbled out of the teleportation array and suddenly fell to the ground. His whole body was in pain as if he was being cut by countless knives.

No matter how strong his background was and he was a descendant of Xianluo, he was only at the perfect level of Lianxu at present. He was facing a twelfth-floor being, and not being killed instantly was enough to be proud of. If this got out, it would surely shock the world.

The teleportation array was naturally arranged by Shen Lian. Behind every qualified monk who runs away, there is always an unknown craftsman who sticks to his post.

Of course, even using the teleportation array, it is not easy to avoid the pursuit of a twelfth-level cultivator. It is only a matter of time for the black snake to find here.

Fortunately, this time is enough for Feng Mi to recover from his injuries.

Feng Mi, who was crawling on the ground, stretched out his hand and grabbed in front of him. After the spiritual ban was broken, a pill bottle fell out.

Low-grade spirit crystals, healing medicine, blood-replenishing elixir, without these equipment, how could he dare to play hide-and-seek with a twelfth-floor statue? "Hehe..."

"Is this the only family of monks on the twelfth floor?"

After swallowing the precious medicine, Feng Mi began to sit cross-legged to heal his wounds.

This place is a galaxy away from the previous teleportation location, so even if the black snake wants to find it, it will take some time.

After the initial meditation, Feng Mi began to quickly change the teleportation array in front of him, and then threw three storage magic weapons into it.

After the silver light dimmed, he quickly tore off the teleportation array.

…

On a lost continent beyond the distance of another galaxy.

Yan Yan was loyally investigating the surroundings for Lord Dong Xuan, not even sparing this ruined land that seemed to be everywhere.

As for the little actions on this land, they are not worth mentioning.

After dismantling the teleportation array deep in the continent, he casually launched a turbid energy magic attack unique to the Qingshen clan, turning the place into ruins.

"No."

A hint of regret flashed across the three eyes of Yan Yan.

"It seems that the vision did not happen here."

Then, it turned into a stream of light and flew away.

Inside the body of Yanyan, in a space opened up for him, the Holy Demon was sitting cross-legged.

In the physical body of the Holy Demon, Shen Lian was sitting cross-legged.

Put the three storage magic treasures you just got into the small world on your body.

One of these three spiritual treasures contains the bodies and magic weapons of two Taoist monks, and the other two are their storage spiritual treasures.

He sent a divine consciousness into the small world and began to check the harvest.

The qi-replenishing and blood-replenishing elixirs that Saint Demon had obtained from the Fuguang Immortal Sect had been almost used up, so he had to give them to Feng Mixu as soon as possible.

The body of the Fire Soul Sky Bird was taken out first, and the broken monster body released billowing red flames, and blood flowed out and gathered into a lake of fire.

A red fire bead was faintly visible on the skull, with circles of flickering flame marks emerging from it.

"Now that Saint Demon has this pearl, you can finally get rid of the name of a blank slate."

The Dao seeds that have been refined by others can be used. Of course, there are restrictions. If there are traces of refinement by previous generations, it is very likely to have an impact on the cultivator.

But Shen Lian didn't care. He had already merged the small rules into the Dao. It wasn't easy to have a suitable fire-type Dao seed. He could just make do with it. Anyway, the Holy Demon was not the main force. It was mainly used to fight Lianxu.

Thinking about it this way, if I want to fight against lower levels, what's the need for superior Tao seeds?

"So that's how it is. He used his flame feathers as a spiritual treasure for sacrifice."

After an inspection, the overall condition of the Fire Soul Sky Bird was almost clear.

Although the five elements rules were combined into one, he only cultivated the fire elements rules after that. The fire beads he refined exuded a scent of burning red sun, which should be an attempt to create a flaming avenue through the fire elements rules.

In addition, the three feathers on the tail have reached the peak level of the early seventh stage. They can be used as seventh-stage spiritual treasures or as materials for other refining tools.

Without hesitation, Shen Lian plucked the three feathers, mainly because the fire attribute on these three feathers was too strong. After being refined by the Sky Bird, they had already become like red fairy jade.

In the future, through the sacrifice and refining of Hunyuan Dao Fire, it will be able to go one step further and transform into a seventh-level mid-quality spiritual object.

Of course, the main reason is that a self-destructing puppet is not worth carrying three more feathers.

In order to achieve the ultimate kill unexpectedly, he did not hold back at all when killing the Fire Soul Sky Bird, so that Sky Bird's body was badly damaged and needed to be repaired.

After checking the Sky Bird, Shen Lian grabbed the body of the young monk who had been hiding in the lotus pedestal, and took out a colorful lotus seed with rich water ripples from his body.

Look, I got another second-hand Taoist item.

"The defensive lotus platform of the five elements has already formed a five-element cycle. It can be kept for backup after repair."

"Why don't you have your own spiritual treasure?"

After Shen Lian checked around, he found other spiritual treasures besides the lotus platform, which surprised him a little.

Not to mention the Fire Soul Sky Bird, the demon race has the tradition of refining part of their body into spiritual treasures, but as a dignified human, you only have one spiritual treasure on you, that's a bit too much.

Unfortunately, the man and the bird were killed very quickly, leaving no chance to capture their soul memories.

After a moment, Shen Lian picked up the colorful lotus platform again and looked at it. With a flick of his finger, a wisp of Hunyuan Dao Fire fell from the sky and landed on the cracked lotus platform.

The Dao fire drilled into the lotus platform along the cracks and soon gathered at the deepest part of the lotus platform.

"Five Elements Lotus Seeds, I see."

A colorful lotus seed emitting rich vitality was taken out from the lotus pedestal, and it was still surrounded by the aura that was originally refined by its owner.

It seems that the ultimate goal of this cultivator is this lotus seed with a strong Taoist charm of the Five Elements.

The outer shell of the lotus seed is shriveled, but its colorful appearance is faintly visible, and the vitality inside is even more intense, in sharp contrast to the shriveled shell on the outside.

"Innate Qi."

After checking it out, Shen Lian discovered that there was an innate spirituality hidden inside this five-element lotus seed, and it could be used as a five-element Taoist seed.

Hehe, the fellow Taoists in Haotian Realm are really rich.

Not only did he send himself, he also sent three Tao seeds.

Timely rain! Timely rain!

Even if he cannot use it, he can give it to his clone in the future. One or two clones that conform to small rules will be enough. In the future, a clone that conforms to big rules will be more useful.

"Prescribe some elixir."

Afterwards, Shen Lian's gaze fell on the two storage magic treasures.

"Open yours first."

He took the storage magic treasure of the Fire Soul Tianque Bird, and the Hunyuan Dao Fire covered it and began to burn the spiritual restrictions on it.

As the spiritual restriction was burned through, Shen Lian's spiritual consciousness sank into the red fire-colored feather.

"Ha ha……"

"God help me!"

The spirit crystals flew out from the storage feathers as a long river, quickly piling up in the air and forming a small hill, with a total of more than 50,000 pieces.

Among them, there are more than 230 fire-attributed spirit crystals that are as red as jade and have fiery red flames.

A red volcanic vein shaped like a small hill, a thousand feet in size, with the ores attached to the surface all of the sixth grade.

You can still see traces of removal on the outside, which probably means everything below level six has been removed.

Of the Huoyun Sky Crystal Ore, about 40% is of the sixth-grade lower quality, 30% is of the sixth-grade middle quality, 10% is of the sixth-grade upper quality, half of the ore is between the sixth and seventh grades, half of the seventh-grade lower quality, and half of the seventh-grade middle quality.

Such a complete mineral vein can be made into a spiritual treasure.

In the center of the vein, there is a red-gold area ten feet in size. On it grows a light golden flower, flashing four circles of red-gold halos, and there is a faint fifth halo at the outermost circle.

"The fourth level of fire rules!"

After sensing it, Shen Lian realized that this spiritual flower was a rule flower, and it seemed that it was about to transform into a fifth-turn rule spiritual flower.

Apart from the entire mineral vein, what he values most is the elixir.

There are a total of more than 70 sixth-grade spiritual medicines, the worst of which are more than 30,000 years old. There are nine seventh-grade spiritual medicines, and their ages are all more than 50,000 years.

There are more than two hundred pieces of ores of various other attributes, most of which are of low-grade seventh level. They are not big in size and most of them are of fire attribute.

Other things included jade slips, dozens of bone books, hundreds of tokens and talisman jades, about a dozen elixirs of three kinds, and a jar of demon blood that emitted hundreds of chaotic auras.

After cleaning out these spiritual objects, Shen Lian immediately burned the token and storage feather into a ball of primordial state, and began to clean up another storage ring.

"Huhu, you're still fat!"

"God helped me twice!"

Looking inside the melted spiritual storage treasure, there is a small cave medicine garden, in which a spiritual river emitting seventh-level spiritual energy meanders, with spiritual lakes dotted on both sides of the river, and spiritual valleys and spiritual mountains converging.

Different spiritual herbs are swaying in different places.

"Forty thousand year old Five Elements Treasure Yunzhi!"

"36,000-year-old Qinglong Panshan ginseng!"

…

"Sixty thousand year old five-element longevity flower!"

…

Shen Lian's spiritual consciousness rushed into the cave medicine garden and made two circles. He had been thinking about building his own medicine garden before.

There is no need to do it yourself. The medicine garden is already in place.

There are hundreds of sixth-level spiritual medicines that are 10,000 to 20,000 years old. They are planted in the corners of the medicine garden, serving as embellishments for the seventh-level spiritual medicines.

There are also dozens of short aliens with green bodies busy in the mountains. Some are in the stage of transformation of spirits and some are in the stage of refining emptiness. The strongest one is in the late stage of refining emptiness.

Shen Lian's divine sense directly captured the strongest alien among them, and after searching its soul, he understood the reason.

"Damn, he's a high-level worker!"

It turned out that this human came from the Five Treasures Immortal Lotus Sect, which possessed two fourth-level seals, Yin-Yang and Five Elements, and the sect had only one Taoist master at the twelfth floor level.

The stigma of Yin Yang and the Five Elements is so widely accepted that even a cultivator at the Twelfth Floor Realm would find it difficult to preserve it, but the Five Treasures Immortal Lotus Sect has a big backer, the Immortal Pill Tower.

This is a very mysterious organization, and its name is not ranked among the sects in the Haotian Realm Holy Land, but no one dares to underestimate this force.

Due to its own reasons, the Five Treasures Immortal Lotus Sect is one of the medicine suppliers to the Immortal Pill Tower.

As a Taoist monk of the Five Treasures Immortal Lotus Sect, Wu Wen Ke naturally had his own ideas. The five-colored lotus platform he refined was exchanged for from the Immortal Pill Tower.

"Xiandan Tower."

Shen Lian raised his eyebrows. For some reason, he thought of the evil obstacle he had once created.

What a sin! Dan Changtui ran away.

"Water Path Enlightenment Pill."

"Five Elements Principles Enlightenment Pill."

"From the smell, it should be some kind of seventh-level Qi-boosting pill."

After taking out the pill bottle from the storage cave, Shen Lian checked the pills inside and was very happy.

These seventh-level elixirs can be re-melted, with some sweet potato powder added to reduce the medicinal strength, and then given to Feng Mi.

In Wu Wenke's medicine garden cave, in addition to spiritual medicines, there are also many minerals with five elements attributes. Now there are even mineral materials for refining a seventh-level formation.

"Fellow Daoist Feng Mi, you are a cultivator with great fortune."

"I should have killed the one with the sword on his back."

"What a pity. The poor will die of poverty, and the flooded will die of floods."

…

Having obtained so many spoils at once, Shen Lian's mind was also surging. He turned these elixirs into resources, which would be enough for Feng Mi to waste time outside for a while.

Is this really the only Black Water Mystic Snake cultivator of the twelfth level who has jumped out? In addition, the Green Body Clan is also searching for the source of the strange phenomenon with all their might, so it is impossible to conceal the news.

"I can still hold on to the twelfth floor."

Looking at the spiritual medicines and minerals piled up in front of him, Shen Lian felt that he could still fight.

The battle is all about logistics. So what if the Black Water Mystic Snake at the twelfth floor has wings? It still can't outrun him.

Don't worry if we really can't run faster. At most we can give everyone an unforgettable fireworks feast.

First refine these two fellow Taoists into disposable clones, and then prepare the Qi-replenishing pill.

In short, Fellow Daoist Feng Mi cannot stop taking the medicine.

The Tao foundation of those from the Haotian Realm is much richer than that of these poor guys from the Qingshen Clan. If he can kill two or three more of them, it will be enough for him to support six or seven people who have reached the perfect level of Lianxu and forcibly break through to the Hedao.

"Damn it, you have the nerve to go out without some spiritual objects to protect yourself from disasters. I'm ashamed of you."

Shen Lian cursed, and the Black Water Mystic Snake Clan directly sent out the cultivators from the twelfth floor. It was estimated that by the time he achieved the Dao, this clan would come to encircle and suppress him.

"Condensing the Dao Seed in advance, you guys are really good at guessing, but it's a good idea."

Once the Tao seed is condensed, all that stands between him and truly achieving unity with the Tao is a heavenly tribulation.

I just don't know whether Feng Mi, who has condensed nine kinds of rules and whose combat power is comparable to that of Dao Ji, will attract the attention of more sects in Haotian Realm.

…

At this moment, Shen Lian regretted not killing the Sword Sect cultivator. After avoiding the killing calamity, he immediately passed the news back to the Jinyang Sword Sect.

The contemporary Jinyang Sword Sect does not have any cultivators on the twelfth floor, but this sect is related to the Tiandi Sword Sect, which ranks fifth in the Haotian Realm. It was founded by a true disciple of the Tiandi Sword Sect.

Although the two sects have been separated for millions of years, the relationship between them is not as simple as the superficial relationship.

If you want to make a living in this world, you need to have a background, and the same is true in the Haotian Realm.

The mighty Tiandi Sword Sect naturally disdains to control the lower-level sword arts and sword-related marks, but that doesn't mean it can't control it secretly.

This kind of complicated relationship has long spread throughout Haotian.

The clan wanted to save face, or perhaps in order to avoid the influence of the supreme will of heaven and earth, they did not dare to do things so drastically, so they resorted to this approach.

On an inconspicuous continent in the Turbid Air Sea.

Jinhuan looked up at the sky. On the dusty land in front of him, a huge sword symbol covering an area of ​​more than ten thousand acres took shape, flashing a dazzling sword light.

As the sword light flashed across the sky, the void began to distort.

“Crack!”

It was a full half year later that a roar was heard in the void.

A sharp sword energy descended from the sky and transformed into a golden ancient sword covered with runes, which pierced directly into the sword rune formation below.

Unlike the turbulence that descended with the help of the imprint of rules, it would take a long time even for a Hedao cultivator to pass through the starry sea seal of the Haotian Realm.

If one wants to speed up, one must rely on the spiritual restrictions on the Star Sea, which requires permission from the cultivator in charge of the Turbid Air Cave.

A cultivator with eyes as sharp as swords and shoulders as broad as a mountain appeared in the rumbling sound and from the shattered sword light.

"Metropolitan!"

Looking at the falling monk, Jinhuan had a stern expression.

"What happened?"

Jin Huan shook his head, "During the time we were waiting for the Sect Master to arrive, the Qingshen Clan mobilized as a whole. I have sensed the appearance of two Hedao cultivators from the Qingshen Clan, but I did not engage them in battle in order to hide my form.

"You did the right thing."

The Jinyang Sect Master nodded and said, "In order to shorten the time this time, the sect spent a huge price to get the person in charge to let go. I hope that the cultivator you mentioned has not been captured by the Black Water Mystic Snake Clan."

"This cultivator has comprehended the rules of the third-level space, so his ability to escape should be pretty good." Jin Huan was not sure either.

"I hope so. I have also brought the Golden Sun Sword, so we are not afraid even if we encounter the twelfth-floor cultivator from the Black Snake Clan."

A sword chant was heard, and a golden dragon flew out from the body of Sect Master Jinyang. It seemed that billions of sword energies were surging in the golden light.

"Nine rules... It is rumored that the Xianluo tribe once had the talent of being close to all the ways. After the demise of their tribe, the remaining Xianluo descendants, once their Xianluo bloodline was awakened, could easily comprehend seven or eight rules."

"Xianluo bloodline is a good material for creating the supreme Dao fetus."

"Nine kinds of rules, or they may be the descendants of Xianluo. This clan has been hiding very deep since the destruction of the pure-blooded Xianluo, fearing that they would be hunted by others."

Sect Master Jin Yang muttered to himself. After receiving the message from Jin Huan, he rushed here without stopping, but he was still delayed for a long time on the road.

"Even if it's not the Immortal Luo bloodline, the fact that a human can comprehend nine kinds of rules shows that he has a terrifying talent. It will be a great opportunity to capture him or refine him into an incarnation or a Dao fetus."

"Not many sects know about this now, so this is our sect's opportunity. Once the news spreads over time, there will be many more people who are eager to see it."

"Eighty thousand years ago, the old demon Xuan Xiao captured a descendant of Xianluo and refined him into his own avatar. He then used the soul-transferring technique to climb to the pinnacle of the twelfth floor with the help of the avatar. Such opportunities are rare."

"Now, our Jinyang Sword Sect's chance has come!"

(End of this chapter)