"no problem."
Seeing Chen Luo give in, Wei Dao was relieved, and the expression of Jiang Lao Dao next to him also eased. Just now, he was really afraid that his senior brother would turn against Chen Luo. After all, his life was still in Chen Luo's hands. If the two of them turned against each other and fought, he would definitely be the first to die.
After reaching an agreement, Chen Luo obtained a large amount of resources from Wei Dao, of which 70% were soul materials, and a small amount of secret techniques and skills. The rest would be paid after they found Ning Jing and took away the residual soul.
"Golden Ant Tribe?"
After leaving Jie Tian Dao, the three returned to the deserted city.
It took Wei Dao a cup of tea to enter the inner city and then he flew out with five people.
The leader of the five people was wearing the clothes of the Evernight Valley. He smiled and nodded when he saw Chen Luo. Two of the remaining four people had wings on their backs, and they were obviously cultivators of the Winged People. The other two were not human at all. They had ant heads with a little gold between their eyebrows, and they were obviously strong men of the Golden Ant Clan. The strength of this group of people was very strong, and each of them exuded the aura of a seventh-level strong man.
This is the Mahayana clan, the top force in the world of immortal cultivation.
The blood advantage makes them have strength far beyond other tribes at birth, and after adulthood, they will directly enter the second step of cultivating immortals and start refining souls. The top-level tribesmen can even draw the power of their ancestors from their blood and enter the Return to Void Realm. There are also geniuses whose blood returns to their ancestors and can successfully cultivate to the Hedao Realm.
These four powerful alien warriors, two of whom have reached the Return to Void stage and two of whom have reached the He Dao stage, are all elders in the tribe.
"Friend Chen, we meet again."
The young man in the Evernight Valley costume greeted Chen Luo. This man was Li Chengdao from the Fourth Forbidden Zone who had exchanged the Red Fruit from Chen Luo not long ago. When he left, Li Chengdao also left a message for Chen Luo, asking him to "be careful of the Valley Master."
"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Li. Judging from your appearance, you should have rescued the person you wanted to rescue." Chen Luo also responded with a smile.
The last transaction with Li Chengdao was quite good. Li Chengdao gave him a blueprint of the immortal world, and later gave him some secrets related to the Valley Master, which was worth far more than a Zhu Fruit. It was considered half a favor, so Chen Luo remembered him.
"Thanks to fellow Taoists."
Li Chengdao bowed sincerely to express his gratitude. The person who was rescued was very important to him.
"Okay, enough of the polite words."
The woman from the Winged Clan interrupted their conversation coldly. She was fighting with the strong men from the underworld in the north before she came here, and was suddenly called over by her clan, which caused the mission to be interrupted and the contribution points were not collected. It was inevitable that she felt unhappy about losing so many contributions all at once.
"Then let's go."
Li Chengdao didn't chat any more, and took out a flying boat and threw it into the air.
The flying boat swelled against the wind, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a huge object, and several people landed on it at the same time.
"This piece of junk can't even fly as fast as we can."
Another male cultivator from the Winged People Clan who was at the Return to Void Realm glanced at the flying boat, a look of disdain showing on his face.
"It saves some energy after all."
The female cultivator of the Winged People interrupted her companion and found a seat to sit down. The two cultivators of the Golden Ant Tribe were very silent and did not say a word from beginning to end.
Chen Luo and his fellow apprentice Wei Dao stood at the back. After everyone boarded the boat, Li Chengdao made a spell. The flying boat shook, and a large number of forbidden patterns spread around it. With a whoosh, the flying boat instantly turned into a rainbow, carrying everyone to the area where the Wanxiang Immortal Gate was located.
Deserted city.
The Lord of Eternal Night Valley couldn't help but frown slightly when he saw the news sent by Di Ting.
'The smell is wrong.'
Snap!
The jade slip shattered into pieces, fell to the ground and was burned by the blue flame, turning into gas and evaporating.
"What is the Valley Master thinking about?"
The ancestor of the Winged People walked out of the inner hall, looked at the Eternal Night Valley Master who was frowning and pondering at the window, and asked casually.
"Thinking about the immortal soul."
The Lord of Eternal Night Valley turned around, and the expression on his face returned to his usual smile.
"Just let our subordinates handle this kind of thing. Our main focus should still be on the Blood Demon. This madman actually got involved with the people from the underworld. He deserves to die!" When mentioning the Blood Demon, a trace of hatred flashed in the eyes of the Winged People's ancestor.
He had been in the Mahayana realm for so long, but he had never been so embarrassed.
The blood demon's pursuit had made him lose face, and many of the small tribes that were vassalized by the Winged Tribe had started to think about it. In the recent period, the spiritual stones collected by the tribe had decreased by nearly 30%, which made the Winged Tribe's ancestor particularly angry. He was just dealing with this matter.
"The Blood Demon originally came from the underworld. Compared to the Blood Demon, I am more worried about the old monster of the Nine Clans Guarding Tomb." An ant with a golden body walked in from outside.
This golden ant is like a golden Buddha sculpture, radiating a powerful force from the inside out. This is the top bloodline of the golden ant clan.
"Where's Old Jinwu?"
"I don't know. It should be the time for him to have a blood transfusion. His whereabouts have been erratic. None of the tribesmen I sent over have seen him."
The golden ant climbed to its position and sat down.
"Any clues about the passage to the fairyland?"
The Winged Ancestor’s gaze fell on the Lord of Eternal Night Valley.
The three parties joined forces, with Eternal Night Valley responsible for gathering information, the Golden Ant Tribe responsible for dealing with the Nine Tomb Guarding Clans, and the Winged People responsible for dealing with the Blood Demon, with a clear division of labor.
“Not yet.”
"Then keep watching. We can find the remaining soul later."
The flying boat is very fast.
In less than half a day, the group arrived at the territory of Wanxiang Xianmen. The huge flying boat flew across the sky, causing a commotion, and the Wanxiang Xianmen's protective formation emerged on its own. Tang Hai, Zong Ran and a group of elders flew up, each of them as if they were facing a great enemy.
“They are all gone.”
Chen Luo walked out of the flying boat, and Tang Hai was relieved when he saw this. When the flying boat flew across the sky just now, he thought that the Fire Crow Clan had taken revenge, but he didn't expect that it was the ancestor's friend.
"This sect is quite large."
“No matter how many ants there are, they are still ants.”
As soon as the two of them got off the flying boat, they started to comment on the Wanxiang Immortal Sect. Their condescending attitude was so high that it was as if the words "Mahayana clan" were written on their foreheads.
"What happened to the ant?!"
The two powerful golden ant tribe members who had been silent looked over at the same time.
The two winged men's expressions froze.
"I'm not talking about you."
"I am just an ant! Do you look down on us, the golden ants?"
The golden ant on the left looked at the female winged person with the worst attitude with a bad face. The blood in his body circulated silently, and the power and pressure unique to the golden ant spread out.
"No. I'm not."
The female winged people were embarrassed. They were suppressed by the blood demon before and could not raise their heads. It was the golden ant tribe that helped them to get through the crisis. Now facing the masters of the golden ant tribe, their momentum could not help but lower.
"Find the remaining soul first."
Li Chengdao walked out and interrupted the conversation between the few people.
Chen Luo watched silently from the side.
The so-called alliance was a joke to him. Whether it was the Winged People, the Golden Ants, or the Evernight Valley, each of them had their own goals. They were united now only because the pressure from the Underworld was too great, so they had to keep each other warm.
Once the troubles with the underworld and the blood demons were resolved, this loose alliance would immediately fall apart. If the passage to the fairyland appeared, the several tribes might even fight each other.
Led by Chen Luo, the group settled down in the Wanxiang Immortal Gate.
"Master, you're looking for me?"
Ning Jing stood in front of the prince, looking at the strong men around her with a nervous face.
To Ning Jing, who had just established her foundation, whether it was Chen Luo or the several alien warriors beside her, they were all like gods. In her spiritual sense, these people were like gods and Buddhas on the altar, and each of them exuded a suffocating aura.
"They are the ones looking for you."
Chen Luo withdrew his spiritual sense, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.
He just checked Ning Jing's soul again, but still couldn't find the "remnant soul" that Wei Dao mentioned. Even the soul cultivator in the external brain couldn't sense it, so how did these people find it?
"ah?"
Ning Jing's face was full of confusion. She didn't know what she had done wrong to attract so many masters from other races.
“It’s a bit troublesome.”
Li Chengdao and others also withdrew their spiritual sense like Chen Luo. They also sensed the condition of Ning Jing just now, but did not find any trace of the residual soul.
"what to do?"
The two golden ants looked at Li Chengdao. Their golden ant tribe was best at strength. Their spirits were a bit mediocre. For things like finding residual souls, they had to rely on Yongye Valley and Jietiandao.
"Let me do it."
Wei Dao walked forward and put his hand on Ning Jing's shoulder.
A layer of light penetrated into his palm, and the light blue silk thread searched Ning Jing's body like a tentacle. Ning Jing stood there, not knowing why, and only felt a chill in her body, as if some invisible breath was flowing through her body.
Everyone stared at Wei Dao and Ning Jing.
As time went by, Wei Dao's brows gradually furrowed. He didn't expect that his magical power would fail.
This remnant soul is more powerful than he expected.
Maybe it's a main soul.
The aura on Wei Dao's body gradually solidified, and the strength of his palm slowly increased. The expression on Ning Jing's face also slowly changed from confusion to pain.
"alright!"
A stream of spiritual power suddenly fell from the sky, separating Wei Dao and Ning Jing. The sudden interruption of spiritual power made Wei Dao retreat seven or eight steps before stopping, and a gust of spiritual wind swept through the hall. Only Ning Jing's expression relaxed, and she stopped where she was, gasping for breath.
Chen Luo stood up from the main seat, and his strength pressed towards Wei Dao like an ocean.
"The previous conditions did not mention harming my disciple's life."
"this"
Wei Dao smiled bitterly.
He had not expected this remnant soul to be so powerful. For a moment, he did not know what to do and could only look at the other people in the guest seats. (End of this chapter)
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