Black Rock City.
On the top of the towering mountain, at the highest point of the third-order spiritual vein, the Black Stone Patriarch sat cross-legged in the training room, with dark gray mist surrounding him. As the mist rose and fell, the Black Stone Patriarch's aura also kept changing.
After hundreds of tests, the Black Stone Ancestor corrected several possible errors and omissions. After confirming that they were correct, he finally began to practice the "Secret Art of Avoiding Disasters."
As his practice of the secret art deepened, the Black Stone Ancestor clearly felt a layer of mysterious power appearing beside him. This power was very similar to the inner demon calamity, but also somewhat different.
“Finally it’s done.”
The Black Stone Ancestor opened his eyes, and a hint of emotion flashed in his eyes.
If he hadn't run out of time, he would have wanted to find some more people to experiment with. Unfortunately, those foundation-building cultivators weren't stupid either. After being tricked by him a few times, the remaining ones all fled to the territory of Qionghua Sect and the demon race, leaving him with no targets to attack. Especially recently, a large number of Qionghua Sect cultivators had infiltrated the Southwest Region. Now Black Stone City's control over the Southwest Region has become increasingly poor. All the first-level spiritual veins in the border area have lost control, and even several second-level spiritual veins have fallen into the hands of the enemy.
There are also many second-level monsters from the monster clan who have infiltrated the area. The entire evil cultivation land is now in chaos, and even the resources needed for the Black Stone Ancestor's own cultivation have been affected.
However, these are just minor problems in the eyes of Black Stone Patriarch. As long as he survives this disaster, these evil spirits can be suppressed with a flip of his hand.
People are dead, so why bother about the flood?
"Wait a little longer until I master this secret technique."
The Black Stone Ancestor murmured, and the aura on his body gradually calmed down under his operation, and Black Stone Mountain returned to peace and silence again.
Black Rock City is calm, but there are undercurrents outside.
The Qionghua Sect officially broke through the entrance to the Far West. The Black Zombie Taoist was severely injured by the Qionghua Sect's peak master and fled back to Black Stone City alone. The other guarding monks all died. The Qionghua Sect's Jindan ancestor appeared in the southwest region for the first time. To the north, the demon clan Dapeng crossed the border mountains and directly occupied the second-level spiritual vein of the Five Eyes Temple Master and the five nearby first-level spiritual veins. The demon clan officially moved south.
The southwest and north sides were completely occupied.
The first round of probing attacks ended, and as everyone expected, the Black Stone Patriarch remained motionless. After understanding the Black Stone Patriarch's situation, both sides became more and more aggressive, and they were too lazy to even pretend.
There was occasional resistance in the middle, but in the face of two major forces, sporadic resistance was simply meaningless.
Time flies, and three years have passed in a flash.
In three years, Chen Luo successfully digested the "heart demon power" that he had accumulated in the blood pool secret room. With the help of the Heart Demon Art, he absorbed the "heart demon power" that Mei Xuanxing needed ten years to digest in just three years.
After absorbing this power, Chen Luo's cultivation officially reached the peak of the late stage of foundation building. One more step would allow him to become a great cultivator with a perfect foundation.
Ninety-nine spiritual dragons!
As his cultivation level improved, Chen Luo slowly understood what it meant to cultivate immortals without time. The higher the level of cultivation, the longer it would take to cultivate. Thirty years had passed since he started cultivating, and twenty-five years had passed since he left Shenhu Xianmen.
After three years of seclusion, Chen Luo had a small gain.
He discovered that after the Demon Planting Technique was integrated into the Demon Heart Technique, this technique gained a new ability, which is demon planting.
This kind of 'demon planting' is different from the 'demon seed' created by the leader of the Demon Planting Sect. It is an evil method of 'leading people into demons'. As long as there is a demon in the heart, the demon planting technique can arouse the other party's mind, amplify the other party's desires, and make the other party become a 'demon seed'. The stronger the demon seed, the larger the range of influence. After the demon seed is 'mature', it can be harvested.
This familiar ability reminded Chen Luo of Guoshan County.
When he was still in the Qi Refining Stage, he heard about the 'Six Desires of the Heavenly Demon' in Guoshan County. At that time, an evil cultivator dug out an ancient evil cultivation method from ancient ruins and used his magical powers to bewitch the people of the entire city.
boom!!
A loud explosion was heard from outside, and the entire formation of Gumo Mountain was activated. The dense formations were connected together to form a spherical light curtain, covering Gumo Mountain.
"I've heard that Gumo Mountain is the training ground for alchemy formation masters. I didn't expect that this formation is really good and can actually block my hammer."
An arrogant voice sounded outside.
“Master!”
"Mountain Master."
Several figures appeared outside the secret room where Chen Luo was in seclusion. When Chen Luo pushed the door open, he saw a five-meter-tall white elephant demon holding two copper hammers standing outside the mountain.
The big demon's aura was as deep as the abyss. The aura from his body corroded the surrounding grass and trees into withered yellow leaves. The places where his feet stood all turned into yellow earth. This was the skill he practiced, which could devour any living things around him.
"Stay on the mountain and don't wander around."
Chen Luo said something to Mu Xiaoyu and looked outside the mountain.
Several second-level spirit veins have changed hands in the past three years, such as the Five Eyes Observatory and the Demon Valley. The great masters of the Perfect Realm in these two places all died. The remaining Poison Dragon Pond and the Green Bamboo Forest were also attacked. Chen Luo's Gumo Mountain has been peaceful for three years due to its geographical location, but it has also been targeted.
The white elephant was the first to come and test.
"This place has my fancy. Do you want to get out of here on your own, or wait until I smash your broken turtle shell and then come to your house and beat you to death?"
Noticing Chen Luo's gaze, the White Elephant Demon grinned grimly, and the power in his hand turned. The green energy swirled around his body and finally gathered at the top of the copper hammer in his hand.
boom!!
Another hammer, the terrifying force was like substance, the air vibrated and a strong wind blew. The formation near the edge of the mountain was shaken by the hammer. If Chen Luo had not reinforced it several times before, these two hammers could have opened the edge of the formation.
The saying "one force can break all laws" is most suitable for this kind of reckless man.
They don't understand the formation, but they are strong enough.
Seeing Chen Luo not speaking, the White Elephant Demon suddenly felt bored. He finally understood why no one had come to rob this place for three years. It was because the formation master was too boring. Just breaking the formation would take up a lot of energy. By the time you break the formation, others are still at their peak strength. No one with a normal mind would do this.
But the White Elephant Demon happens to be one of those people with a bad brain.
He raised the copper hammer again, and the light flashed.
The demonic power in the white elephant demon's body gathered to its peak at once. On the mountain, Chen Luo stretched out his hand, and a pure white sword flew into his hand. There were a lot of first-level magic weapons on the mountain. As a second-level weapon refiner, Chen Luo would refine some when he had nothing to do. Some semi-finished products would be given to Ding Zhao and others, and the rest would be thrown on the mountain as ornaments.
"One sword can cut it down."
In the external brain, the brain of sword cultivator Wang Mingyi emerged.
This kind of demon cultivator has thick skin and flesh, and is tougher than many physical cultivators. If you really go out and fight him, even if you win, you will consume a lot of spiritual power. It is not okay to leave it alone. This guy is not smart and will keep smashing outside. The formation consumes energy. Not to mention the tolerance of the formation flag, the second-level formation arranged by Chen Luo is connected to the Gu Mo Mountain, and it also consumes the second-level spiritual power of the Gu Mo Mountain.
There was no way he would let this guy continue hammering.
The person who secretly instigated this guy to come here also thought of this, so he is not in a hurry.
In Chen Luo's perception, there were three powerful auras around him, and these people were hiding in the dark and watching.
'Qingmu sword intention.'
Chen Luo's clothes began to flutter, and spiritual sword energy began to emerge around him. All the magic swords flying from the mountain began to tremble, and even the magic swords in the hands of Mu Xiaoyu and others began to vibrate.
Sword cultivator?
The other disciples didn't know, but Ding Zhao saw it at a glance.
It was because he saw it that he was shocked.
Isn’t the mountain master a Dharma practitioner?
When he was in Shenhu Xianmen, Chen Luo entered the Wudao Peak like him, and majored in the Soul Technique. How come he suddenly became a sword cultivator now? Looking at his skilled techniques, it doesn't seem like he's pretending.
Chen Luo held the sword in his hand, and his aura became more and more fierce. From his perspective, every time the White Elephant Demon raised the hammer, the demonic power on his body would circulate, and when the copper hammer was smashed out, the demonic energy on his body was the thinnest. This time was very short, only about a breath.
A flaw in the slightest moment can't even be considered a flaw.
Not everyone can break through the White Elephant Monster's defense.
Right now.
When the White Elephant Demon raised the copper hammer again and was about to strike for the fourth time, the sword in Chen Luo's hand flashed suddenly.
The sword exploded and turned into debris.
A brilliant sword energy broke through the air from the top of the mountain.
But in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the white elephant monster.
Fast! Too fast indeed.
I saw Chen Luo draw his sword just one second ago, and the sword energy was in front of me the next second.
"Sword cultivator?!"
The White Elephant Demon was furious, and he roared, subconsciously trying to use his demonic energy to resist. However, he had just swung his hammer, and now his old strength was exhausted and new strength had not yet been generated.
Only a "puff" sound was heard.
The sword energy passed through his body and flew away through the air like cutting tofu, all the way to the distant end where it struck a mountain peak, raising a cloud of dust. The triangular mountain peak was cut off by the sword energy and slid horizontally.
The white elephant demon stood there, a large amount of blood bursting out of its body, and its body shook on both sides and collapsed to the left and right. The blood eroded a large area of land, and the fishy smell mixed with the air and drifted away.
The sword energy cut through the center of the eyebrows, splitting the white elephant monster into two and killing it on the spot.
On the top of the mountain, Chen Luo glanced at the three people in the dark and turned back to the training room.
A group of people were left looking at the scene in shock.
This is the White Elephant Demon in the late stage of foundation building!
A great demon known for his physical training, this guy was killed by a pill formation master with one sword. Isn't it said that the pill formation master mainly relies on the formation to be fierce? Why is the sword art so exaggerated?
"Walk!"
The three figures in the dark disappeared instantly, without even looking at the dead white elephant monster over there.
The temptation ended here.
I believe that after this, no one will come to Gumo Mountain to cause trouble for a long time. (End of this chapter)
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