In a tunnel that even the Five Exiled Taoists who had been entrenched here for hundreds and thousands of years were unknown to, an old man was slowly moving forward with two younger generations.

Their actions were not discovered by anyone, and did not trigger any alarm formations. It was as if they were the masters of this demon city.

It is hard to imagine that the Five Exiled Taoists, as local bosses, do not know their own territory as well as the three outsiders.

Because this fortress was not actually built from scratch by the so-called Five Exiled Taoists.

Rather, they, the five demons, inherited it from others.

It's not about snatching, it's about inheritance.

An old man and two young boys walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow along the passage that opened from somewhere in the Manjianghong Inn.

This passage was used to maintain the underground core formation many years ago.

However, due to the changes in time, the core political and legal system at the bottom had been abandoned for a long time because the Five Exiles City had been occupied by monsters for a long time and there were no monks to maintain it.

This secret underground maintenance passage naturally lost its meaning of existence and had long been completely forgotten.

Many places in the dilapidated passages have even collapsed, and waterlogging is a common phenomenon.

The three of them waded through water that was half a person's height, and sometimes they had to dig to get through.

Fortunately, this passage was not complicated. After spending some time, I successfully found the end.

The old man holding an ancient leather scroll in his hand also breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the scroll left by his ancestors was correct, otherwise their plan for this trip would have been aborted before it even started.

Blocking their way at the end of the passage was a stone door made of huge red stones.

The stone door had no holes or locks and was extremely hard. Even a top-grade Xuan-level magic weapon that chopped on it could only produce a few sparks.

It is impossible to open it with ordinary means. If Jiang Lizhen came in person, he would probably be at a loss.

But the old man was clearly here for the first time, but he seemed to be well prepared. After groping around on the stone door for a while, he found two small protrusions.

He turned around, took out two daggers, and handed them to the two children following him with an expectant look.

The two young monks, a man and a woman, did not hesitate, and the dagger cut a wound on their palms.

They both stabbed themselves with a blank expression, showing some character.

Two blood-stained palms pressed on the two grooves of the stone door.

I don't know what reaction it caused.

The heavy stone door in front of him suddenly loosened, and after a thousand years, it slowly opened again.

A smell of decay emanated from inside, and the air inside seemed to be very old.

The old monk didn't care about the thick dust inside and rushed in impatiently.

A few spells were cast, illuminating the underground space completely surrounded by northern red rock.

Hidden underground in Wuze City is a house that doesn’t look particularly luxurious but has a strong pastoral feel.

On it, the three words "Zhexianju" were written in simple black ink.

No one knows who the original owner of this place is, but he actually regards himself as an immortal.

If this house was not only a few thousand years old, one would really think it was the residence of some immortal who was banished from ancient times.

But nowadays, earthly immortals are also immortals.

“Hahaha! It’s here as expected, it’s here as expected!”

"Luocheng, Luoxing, come to the front of the house and pay respect to the ancestors!"

The two young monks obeyed and walked to the Exiled Immortal's Residence and bowed three times.

"Grandpa, was this Wuzhe City our family's place in the past?"

The young female cultivator asked her doubts.

"That's right, this Wuzhe City was not originally called Wuzhe City. It was originally called the Exiled Immortal Residence, where our Lu family ancestor Lu Shoushan lived in seclusion!"

"Humph, don't look down on the glory of the five exiled Taoists. Those five guys were just five livestock raised by our Lu family's ancestors."

"It was only after they were enlightened by our ancestor Lü Shoushan that they had the opportunity to develop spiritual wisdom and embark on the path of cultivation."

"Those five guys are so ungrateful. One hundred years ago, our family came to retrieve our ancestral relics, but they obstructed us in every possible way and even beat up our people."

"This time, we have taken back our ancestors' magic weapon, and we must make them understand their identities!"

The old man looked at the underground immortal residence in front of him and told a shocking story from the past.

The five exiled Taoists who dominated this area were once domesticated animals.

But if you think about it carefully, aren't cattle, sheep, pigs, dogs, and donkeys just the kind of livestock that people often raised in those days?

Before, when those big monsters turned back to their original forms, it was obvious that they did not look like wild species.

Especially that big white pig. How could a wild boar grow like that? It was clearly a domesticated breed that had been bred.

This is also the reason why the skills practiced by these five great demons are authentic Taoist ones, and their transformed forms are very similar.

Because they were indeed enlightened by a master, and their master was the ancestor of the Lu family, Lu Shoushan, who must have an extremely important image in their hearts.

Therefore, when they transform, their appearance naturally tends to be similar to that of their masters.

The five domestic animals that were left behind all grew up to be great monsters and inherited their master's name. I wonder how powerful Lu Shoushan was originally?

After respectfully worshipping and burning incense, the old man and three young men immediately began a carpet search. They believed that there must be treasures left by their ancestors buried here.

But they didn't notice that a snake-like tree root had quietly crawled in.

. . . .

On the ground, Jiang Li's real body did not leave immediately.

He was multitasking, controlling the coffin to suppress the enemy while letting the statue's clone hiding inside suppress the yellow dog monster as quickly as possible.

He also used the Guanyin Heart Sutra with all his strength to monitor the monsters that were leaving.

The big monsters are all very fast, and after all of them are out of his hearing range.

Jiang Li opened the burial coffin again, and a dark cloud suddenly emerged from it.

This is Jiang Li’s ghost soldier.

Well-trained ghost soldiers are not like ordinary ghosts who let loose and run around everywhere once they come out.

Under Qin Shuman's training, these guys have learned complex and hyper-realistic role-playing.

When it comes to the deployment of troops, orders are even more strictly enforced.

Qin Shuman was also dressed in military uniform at this time, transformed into a female ghost general holding two large flags, commanding millions of ghost soldiers in the Burial Yin.

Under her command, the ghost soldiers quickly broke up into small teams and spread throughout the city in an orderly manner.

Now the Five Exiled Taoists are all out of the city, so the family should take this time to pack up all the things and leave.

Although there are still some demon generals, there are millions of ghost soldiers, and it is not possible to kill them all.

Every time they encounter these enemies, the ghost soldiers of the Burial Yin will merge with each other and become more powerful ghosts to block those demon generals.

No matter whether they are ordinary humans without any cultivation or those weak little monsters, all those who can be caught will be caught.

There are probably 300,000 to 500,000 humans in this city, and an even larger number of little demons.

For every three ghost soldiers, it would be enough to bring back one living person or one little demon.

He can use this short period of time to quickly take these people away.

Jiang Li had already prepared a piece of open space without Yin energy in the Yin Burial Coffin in advance, which could provide a temporary place for these mortals to stay.

Jiang Li planned to bring these human beings to live in the outside world, so that he could do something for the human race after inheriting the legacy of the Human Emperor.

And those little demons can all be used as materials for the masked demon's transformation. He can transform as many ogres as there are little demons. After cutting off the masks, all of them can be exchanged for merits.

Although he had joined the Temple of the Gods now, Merits would always be hard currency, and more was never too much.

At this time, the coffin was expanded to its maximum size, and countless ghost soldiers were rushing in, dragging mortals and little demons.

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Jiang Li was not idle either, and his figure shuttled throughout the Wuze City.

His target was the demon generals who remained in the city.

These monsters, which are equivalent to human Nascent Soul cultivators, are quite powerful, and it takes the fusion of 10,000 ghost soldiers to contend with them.

And every time they collide with the opponent, they will lose hundreds of ghost soldiers. They need to be constantly replenished and integrated to maintain balance.

Those more than six million new souls have not yet been trained into ghost soldiers. Now there are only about three million soul-burying ghost soldiers on hand, and at most they can only withstand the fusion of ten thousand ghost soldiers.

If they cannot be dealt with, this lightning raid will be delayed. Moreover, the fighting noise of the Nascent Soul cultivators is too loud, and the aftermath alone is enough to destroy the city and kill most of the humans in the city.

In order to reduce this loss, Jiang Li had to do it himself.

He was standing on the Flying Sword of Immortal Slaying, and his figure turned into a stream of light that was difficult for ordinary people to see like lightning.

Infinite power gathered in his hands, and with one punch he smashed the head of a donkey monster.

This was the fifth demon general he had defeated.

For a being of this level, unless it is some prehistoric alien species with special abilities, it would be difficult for it to withstand his punch.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak, I didn't expect there was a human here. Your coffin is pretty good, why don't you give it to Master Dao!"

Just as Jiang Li rushed towards the next bull monster.

A flesh-colored whip silently broke through the air and caught up with him from behind at a speed faster than the Immortal-Slaying Sword.

Jiang Li didn't hear any sound, but suddenly felt a burning sensation on his back, and then a strong force came, his whole body went numb, and everything in front of him began to spin.

Jiang Li was directly thrown off the flying sword and fell to the ground, rolling far away due to inertia. He smashed a bunch of buildings and was buried under the wreckage of those buildings.

"Hey, my dear, you are mine!"

In the distance, a wretched and short figure, carrying a black cloth bag on his back that was almost dragging on the ground, was stealing out of the residence of the Dog Taoist, one of the Five Exiled Taoists.

Apparently, Jiang Li was not the only one who wanted to take advantage of the situation. This short demon rushed directly into the residence of the Taoist Wuzhe to steal things.

Looking at the bulging pockets on his back, it was obvious that he had made a great harvest.

When he came out of the dog demon's mansion, he saw the burial coffin floating in the air at a glance.

If the burial coffin was in a silent camouflaged state, its magic would not be so easy to be noticed by others.

But now that the coffin's power has been fully unleashed and has caught the attention of experts, its status as an earth-grade magic weapon can no longer be hidden.

The person I saw using the magic weapon was actually a human monk.

The thief, who usually steals but does not rob, could not help but take action. With one blow of his tail, he knocked Jiang Li, who was flying in the air, to the ground. It was unknown whether he was alive or dead.

The flesh-colored whip that stretched out for thousands of feet was quickly retracted, becoming a flesh tail only three feet long that hung behind this person.

Then he no longer paid attention to Jiang Li, and you appeared next to the coffin in your life.

"Hehehe, an earth-level magic weapon! What a treasure! It's also a rare space-type magic weapon. Great! From now on, just follow Master Dao. I will definitely fill it with treasures."

The short and wretched thief jumped onto the coffin and started kissing and touching it, appearing to be very excited.

Earth-grade magic weapons are rare in the human cultivation world, and even rarer in the Ten Directions Realm where there are only monsters and beasts and no secondary professional masters.

This thief who claimed to have stolen all the treasures in the world had never seen a true earth-level magic weapon in his life.

"Squeak! My dear ancestor, is this coffin about to be upgraded?!"

He was studying the coffin when he suddenly frowned and looked upwards.

"Huh? How dare you stop me, you bold brat!"

Qin Shuman, who was flying in the air, saw a monster trying to steal his master's magic weapon, so he immediately led 300,000 ghost soldiers to rush down.

However, in the world of cultivating immortals, the gap between ranks is too large, and numbers often do not make a difference.

The tail whip stretched out again, turning into a stream of light from bottom to top, instantly piercing through the ghost cloud above.

Even though there were hundreds of thousands of monsters blocking the way, Qin Shuman, who was the core commanding millions of ghost soldiers, was seriously injured. After a scream, he was pulled back into the ghost cloud and dared not show his head again.

"Hehe, you don't know your own limitations."

"Okay baby, let's go."

The short and wretched monster grabbed the burial coffin and tried to carry it away.

But as soon as he exerted force, the burial coffin floating in the air only moved slightly by an inch, and then stopped moving.

The demonic power put into it by the big demon who called himself Lord Dao was like a drop in the ocean, disappearing without a trace and without any effect.

Obviously this precious coffin didn't want to go with him.

"If you want to take it, how about getting past me first?"

The rubble that was pressing on him exploded, and Jiang Li, who had just crashed into the ground, walked out of it.

The casual cultivator's attire he was wearing had a large tear on the back, and some undried blood could be seen inside.

This monster has a very special ability. Whether it is walking or attacking, it is silent. Even Jiang Li didn't notice his presence just now.

He was completely hurt by the previous tail whip.

His skin was torn to pieces and seven or eight of his ribs were broken.

But if it was just a simple bone and flesh injury, with Jiang Li's previous earth-level elixir status and the legion-flow healing spell War Spring he obtained later, he would be able to recover completely in just a few breaths.

But this guy's tail is covered with a layer of fine bristles. When you are whipped, these bristles will pierce the wound, enter the blood vessels, and quickly flow through the body, piercing your internal organs, making the victim feel extremely painful.

The most important thing is that those bristles are poisonous.

If someone else were whipped like this, even if he didn't die, he would have to live in pain for decades until those bristles were slowly expelled from the body one by one.

This is because the bristles are too difficult to remove. Even though Jiang Li has an immortal body, it still took him a long time to clear all the foreign matter out of his body.

I didn't expect that someone would dare to take advantage of him. He is courting death! (End of this chapter)