In the vast and turbid air, He Yang's eyes were filled with coldness.

At this moment, the void within a radius of tens of thousands of miles was filled with holes, and turbid air and magic power intertwined and wandered, stirring up the surrounding space and turning it into a turbid air cage.

Not far away, Yanyan's body was emitting green light, and his three eyes were looking at the figure trapped in the turbid air. He looked like he was doing his best, but in fact he was just slacking off.

Including it, there were a total of five Qingshen clan Taoist cultivators in this hunt, two of whom had condensed their Dao seeds, and the leading cultivator was He Yang.

Heyang looks like a big bird, with one foot under its belly and a long curved neck, but its body is as bloated as a pig. It belongs to another tribe of the Qingshen clan.

The monks trapped by them grew vine-like spiritual vines all over their bodies, constantly releasing emerald green spiritual light, trying to break through the surrounding bans and wade through a passage.

It was naturally very easy for five to defeat one, and they even joined forces to perform a combined attack.

The Qingshen Clan is truly powerful. In order to hunt down the cultivators of the Qingqi World, they not only created spiritual treasures, but also developed several combined attack methods, allowing different numbers of Qingshen Clan cultivators to unite at any time.

"No need to hold back, everyone, the harvest depends on your own means!"

Turbid energy was dancing wildly around He Yang, and he nodded to his fellow tribesmen around him.

At this moment, Lin Xuan, a Hedao monk from the Muyuan Immortal Sect, who was trapped in the sea of ​​turbid air, felt his heart sink into the valley. He did not expect to be so unlucky. Not long after entering the sea of ​​turbid air, he was surrounded by five Qingshen clan members of the same level.

"escape!"

Seeing the five Green Body Clan cultivators attacking together, Lin Xuan's heart was shocked. His body wrapped in the vast green vines suddenly burst out with streams of green juice. He chose a direction where the turbid air seemed weak and rushed out.

Yan Yan made a hand gesture and a surging turbid air turned into an enormous storm, sweeping out. Although he was just trying to fish, he still did not hold back when he attacked.

Shortly after Taoist Master Dong Xuan surrounded and suppressed the Black Water Mystic Serpent, the Qingshen Clan's Hedao monks received orders to hunt freely, and the Star Chain Cone also pointed out the direction for them.

So, they, a group of monks, followed He Yang and came here.

Before they separated to act, a total of four ripples of different auras appeared on the Star Chain Cone, and this was just one of them.

Boom! In a moment, Lin Xuan, who turned into green light and fled into the distance, was once again submerged by the turbid energy and magic power that attacked from all directions.

Yanyan did not get too close. For it, hunting the cultivators from the Qingqi world was not the goal. Its goal was to find out how many forces came from Haotian.

Mixed in such a group, it can clearly feel the Qingshen clan's urgent desire to hunt down the Haotian realm Hedao cultivators.

…

In the vast deep space, a dead tree was suspended, surrounded by dim light, hiding the entire dead tree in the turbid air.

In the space inside the dead tree, the body of a black water snake with a broken neck was floating on the black water, emitting an extremely strong bloody smell from its entire body.

Taoist Master Dong Xuan was suspended above the black water, and the dim light around him formed a dark area that enveloped the black water snake's body.

With every breath, a large amount of rich blood energy would be rolled out from the Black Water Snake's body and then swallowed into the mouth of Taoist Master Dong Xuan.

“Huff…”

The sound of heavy breathing echoed within the dead wood space, and the strong pressure made the space more solidified than usual.

Shrouded in the dark area, the Black Water Serpent's body was actually infected by dense black spots of light, and then its flesh and blood began to become filthy little by little, and finally began to decay into black blood.

After the evil spirit was swallowed by Taoist Master Dongxuan, ripples appeared on his strange dragon body, forming a cold and gloomy circle surrounded by black light, on which five halos grew.

This is the mark of the fifth level of the Yin Rule.

When a cultivator advances to the stage of He Dao, he begins to condense the Dao Seed. Once the Dao Seed is condensed successfully, he can use it as a basis to comprehend the power of the Four Revolutions Rules.

If you want to advance to the twelfth floor, in addition to the four transformations of the rules, the mana must also be refined once. Simply put, you must first cultivate the mana to a saturated state, and then begin to compress it to the extreme, undergoing a qualitative change process, which is called the first transformation.

Once these two conditions are met, one will become a cultivator at the twelfth level.

The number twelve also refers to the fact that the cultivator's magic power needs to be condensed twelve times.

The mana power is compressed and changes qualitatively time and time again. It's okay at the beginning, but the more time goes by, the more condensed the mana power becomes, and the more difficult it is to condense it.

In comparison, the twelfth-level cultivators do not have so many restrictions on their comprehension of the rules.

For cultivators at the Twelfth Floor Realm, their comprehension of the rules corresponds to the fourth to sixth turns, while for cultivators at the Jade Capital Realm, it corresponds to the seventh, eighth, ninth and third turns.

But there are unexpected things in the actual practice process. If the cultivator's comprehension is extremely strong, even if he has just entered the twelfth floor, he will have the opportunity to comprehend the rules to the sixth level, and even the seventh level at the twelfth floor, provided that his own magic power can bear the high-level rules.

This is also related to the spiritual object that carries the Tao seed, and there are slight differences for each Tao cultivator.

It is said that after the seventh transformation of the rules, there will be another change in the Tao seeds. Ordinary Taoist practitioners who do not have a very good background will not be able to understand the real mystery.

At this moment, Taoist Master Dongxuan was constantly devouring the Black Water Mystic Snake, compressing it into his body bit by bit.

It has been thirty thousand years since it advanced to the twelfth floor. When it first advanced, it made rapid progress. It took it five thousand years to condense its magic power to the second level, and eight thousand years to condense it from the second level to the third level.

Then, after seventeen thousand years, it still could not be condensed to the fourth level.

This Black Water Mystical Snake gave Taoist Master Dong Xuan hope. The Black Water Mystical Snake clan was a water-walking demon clan. The Xuanxian Seal that the clan derived and boasted about was more inclined towards the yin and cold attributes, which was just suitable to be devoured and condensed by it.

At this time, the void in the dead tree space twisted, and a cultivator in the shape of a human with a long snake tail appeared again. Seeing Taoist Master Dong Xuan devouring the Black Water Mystic Snake, he did not disturb him, but waited quietly.

As a close attendant of the Taoist Master, She Yi naturally knew why the Taoist Master was desperate to hunt down the Black Water Mystic Snake.

The Taoist master has been stuck at that level for many years and has been unable to make any further progress. If the old snake doesn't come down, there is really no way out.

This is the fate of this old snake.

Taoist Master Dong Xuan, who was in cultivation, opened and closed his eyes, revealing his eyes full of thunder and fire once again.

"My Lord, outside the Land of Filthy Light, I sensed the aura of nine kinds of unified magical powers. The cultivator who caused the Ten Thousand Fog Mountains phenomenon should have escaped into the Land of Filthy Light."

"Just as the Lord expected, the cultivators in the Haotian Realm can no longer hold back. Currently, the auras of the Hedao that we have sensed have exceeded ten."

"It's the magic power of nine rules integrated into one, and there's no calamity energy. It looks like it's refining the Dao Seed. No wonder even the Black Water Mystic Snake ran down."

Taoist Master Dong Xuan spoke in a rumbling voice, with a hint of joy in his voice.

"So, I have to thank this unknown Taoist friend. If he hadn't lured the Black Water Mystic Snake to the lower world, I wouldn't have been able to hunt this prey."

If a cultivator at the twelfth level does not deliberately reveal his aura, it would not be easy to locate him.

Taoist Master Dong Xuan's thanks were genuine. After all, his realm had been stuck for so many years, and now there was finally a turning point.

"What do you think of so many cultivators coming down from Haotian Realm?"

In response to Dong Xuan's question, She Yi smiled strangely, "My Lord, the aura of magic that has nine rules merged into one, this is the talent of Xianluo, maybe even the descendant of Xianluo.

How could the cultivators in Haotian Realm possibly bear it? This is their old tradition.

Why don't we just let them fight it out first, and then when the time comes, we can gather the whole clan to hunt them down."

"Well, it will take time for me to refine this black snake. When my magic power reaches the fourth level, my combat power will surely leap forward again. By then, I might be able to hunt another prey."

Taoist Master Dong Xuan closed his eyes again. He was also very curious about the cultivator who was most likely a descendant of Xianluo.

There is no cultivator who does not envy the descendants of Xianluo’s talent for comprehending the Great Dao.

Nowadays, there are really fewer and fewer wild descendants of Xianluo. Not to mention the large sects in Haotian Realm, a certain Yujing senior of the Qingshen Clan who is in charge of the abyss has a slave who is a descendant of Xianluo under his command.

This slave was captured by our predecessor after he spent a huge amount of money and sneaked into Haotian Realm and searched for tens of thousands of years.

It is to make use of the Dao affinity talents of the descendants of Xianluo to assist oneself in comprehending the power of rules.

This kind of thing does not happen in the Turbid Air Realm, even in the Haotian Realm, ask yourself, among the so-called ten holy places, which one does not have the descendants of Xianluo being raised?

It is simply unimaginable that the descendants of a clan that is close to immortals were actually raised as a tool to comprehend the rules.

Although it is rare, the most important thing right now is to break through the realm. They have been stuck for too long. Besides, with so many cultivators coming down from the Haotian Realm, the Qingshen cultivators in the shallow sea may not be able to bear it.

It would be better to let these cultivators fight among themselves first. After all, this is the old tradition of the cultivators in the Haotian Realm.

…

On a continent in the turbid world.

Five figures wrapped in thick turbid magic power were standing in different directions. Three of them had a strong aura fluctuation and seemed to have suffered some injuries, including Yan Yan.

The shattered corpse of a monk was floating between the five people. More than a dozen eyes were staring at the corpse with greed in their eyes.

He Yang stood on one foot in the air and said, "The spoils will be divided into ten equal parts. I will take three, Daoist friend Hao Lu will take two, Daoist friend Hekou will take two, and the remaining three Daoists will each take one. Do you have any objections?"

Yanyan did not contribute much and only had a share. It did not ask for flesh and blood, but for some ore and broken spiritual treasures.

After everyone had divided the spoils and made up the difference to each other, they were about to discuss choosing another target when a communication scale in He Yang's hand lit up.

"Brother Heyang, it has been confirmed that the strange phenomenon that appeared in the Ten Thousand Mist Mountain was caused by a descendant of Xianluo refining his Dao Seed. This cultivator is very likely to have escaped into the Land of Filthy Light."

"What!"

"Descendants of Xianluo!"

The members of the Qingshen Clan, who were checking their spoils, suddenly raised their heads.

Although he is in a place of turbid air, as a Hedao cultivator, he knows a lot about the cultivators in the world of pure air.

"No wonder so many Hedao from the Qingqi world suddenly appeared. It turns out they are here for the descendants of Xianluo."

"This cultivator knows a lot about our clan. He even knows to escape into the Land of Filthy Light. There, magnetic light interweaves, which has a great impact on the Star Chain Cone and the Turbid Dragon Di Ting."

Yanyan didn't say anything, but his three eyes lined up together also emitted a green light, as if he was just as horrified as everyone else.

It carefully scanned the four colleagues present and found that each of them was like it, with undisguised intent in their eyes.

"The descendants of Xianluo ran into the Land of Filthy Light. Doesn't that mean that the cultivators from Haotian Realm will also go to the Land of Filthy Light?"

"Shut up for now!"

He Yang interrupted the communication among the cultivators present, and everyone's attention was focused on the communication scales.

Some cultivators present recognized the person who sent the message to Heyang, who was also a cultivator who had condensed the Tao Seed.

Among the Qingshen clan in the shallow sea area, the number of Hedao cultivators is between forty and fifty, but only less than ten of them can condense Dao seeds.

This time, in order to hunt the Black Water Serpent, Taoist Master Dongxuan mobilized nearly thirty Hedao monks at once. This was the largest hunting activity in tens of thousands of years.

"Is the news from the Sky Ape true?" He Yang released his thoughts and immersed them into the communication scales. He did not hide this communication from the cultivators present.

"Do you think the news that Daoist Fellow Sheyi personally passed down could be false?"

"Since it was Daoist Sheyi who sent the message, it must be true. No wonder the Dao Master made such a big fuss. It turns out that he discovered the descendants of Xianluo."

Sheyi is the spiritual beast of Taoist Master Dongxuan. Although it is a spiritual beast, its strength is not inferior to theirs.

"It is said that if a cultivator in the Haotian Realm captures a descendant of Xianluo, he or she will have a secret method to extract the soul and spirit and seize the talent. This method can extract the Taoist talent of the descendant of Xianluo and then turn it into nutrients for cultivating the Taoist fetus, thus cultivating a next generation with extremely strong talent for the Tao."

"With a natural affinity for the Great Dao, and with the sect's full efforts in cultivation, it will be as easy to merge with the Dao as eating and drinking. This is the path to Mahayana."

Listening quietly to everyone's conversation, Danyan adjusted his injuries, his eyes slightly wandering.

"Everyone, shall we go to the Land of Filthy Light?"

He Yang put away the communication scales and looked at the other cultivators present.

"Great kindness!"

"We can't snatch the descendants of Xianluo, but it would be nice to hunt down a few cultivators from Haotian Realm."

"Haha, I haven't seen such a grand event in tens of thousands of years."

"Let's go together!"

"Me too!"

Soon, He Yang summoned a black feather and everyone landed on it.

"The injured fellow Taoists should heal their wounds for the time being. Let's take turns controlling the flying feathers and rush to the Land of Filthy Light as soon as possible, lest other fellow Taoists of the same clan get there first."

…

"Extracting souls and taking away talents, what a showmanship."

Shen Lian, who was in Zhongjuntian Realm, also received the news from the Qingshen Clan and subconsciously touched his head.

Are the descendants of Xianluo so popular? Then... wouldn't he, a Hunyuan cultivator who feels even better than the descendants of Xianluo, be even more popular once his identity is exposed? Suck the soul, take the spirit, grab the talent, squeeze him inside and out.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of the time when he was in the Yunxiao Realm and squeezed juice from a spiritual tree that escaped from the Five Elements Immortal Palace. If he was discovered, his fate would be even worse than that spiritual tree.

I thought it was just a dispute over rules. Do you think the danger level is not high enough? Why do you add the difficulty of searching the soul and taking away the spirit?

Shen Lian is happy when he exploits others, but he is very unhappy when others exploit him.

Being guessed to be a descendant of Xianluo is nothing, this has been expected for a long time. Now that the Qingshen clan has spread this news, it is obviously intentional.

Even those who did not see the Hedao cultivators of the Qingshen clan, their eyes lit up when they heard about the cultivators who were descendants of Xianluo.

This is clearly an attempt to muddy the waters.

"The Qingshen Clan isn't a good person either."

The words were quiet and the thoughts fell silent again.

"Stir it up, stir it up as much as you can, stir it up until the whole turbid sea is in chaos."

…

Time flies, and more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Danyan, who was mixed in with the Qingshen Clan, kept passing on messages.

As expected, more and more monks joined the activity of hunting down the descendants of Xianluo.

Shen Lian's spiritual consciousness sank into the small world, looking at the jade token hanging there with a dripping sound.

"Wooden Kite Immortal Sect, hang up."

Dahei was seen hanging a jade plaque with the words "Muyuan" inscribed on it together with the previous jade plaque.

"Here they come, the Guifu Immortal Sect is here."

Behind him, Sanqian came and hung another jade token on it.

The Guifu Immortal Sect holds the fourth-level earth-moving seal.

"The master is almost completing the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth."

The number of sects coming here is increasing day by day, and now the number has increased to seven.

Now Shen Lian couldn't tell whether he came here to fight for the rules or for the descendants of Xianluo.

The cultivators from both the pure and turbid worlds now focused their attention on Feng Mi.

You really don’t know how expensive your meat is until you go out.

…

Outside the land of filthy light.

An extremely strong magical power enveloped the area, causing all the dust floating around to freeze in place, and then waves of heat rolled up in the surroundings.

The gurgling hot current flowed in all directions like a hot spring, and the area within a thousand miles was filled with brilliant light.

A black-robed figure slowly walked out from the center of the hot spring. This cultivator was holding two skulls in his hands. His skinny face had a gloomy look, and his triangular eyes exuded coldness wherever he looked.

"Is it me who invites you to come out, or do you come out on your own?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the scorching air waves that surged out from the surroundings suddenly turned into a biting cold, freezing the entire area into a cold realm.

However, when these ices touched the edge of the land of foul light, they were turned into nothingness by the free magnetic light.

The black-robed monk stared coldly at his surroundings. One breath, two breaths, three breaths... Suddenly a strange smile appeared on his cold face.

“It turns out there is really no one.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he fled towards the place of foul light with a whoosh.

After more than ten breaths, the space in the void outside the foul light distorted, and behind the space barrier, it seemed that layers of spaces like doors appeared. A figure passed through the overlapping doors and stepped out.

Looking back, he stretched out his hand, and a silver stone door from the back of the space flew into his hand.

Then, he looked in the direction where the black-robed monk had fled.

After pausing for a moment, he set up a beam of light and chased after him.

Two months later, from deep within the area shrouded by the Land of Filthy Light, a shocking fluctuation of magical power suddenly erupted.

"Hehehe, fellow Taoist, you finally came out!"

Amid the strange cries, a stream of alternating hot and cold magical powers emerged, transforming into a strange black and white snake with a head that was ten thousand feet long. Sitting on the snake's head was the black-robed monk with triangular eyes.

The strange snake had a very long body and coiled up to form an encirclement, releasing alternating hot and cold poisonous mist with a green glow.

"How dare you? I am from the Xingxiu Palace..."

"This is the Sea of ​​Turbid Air. Not to mention your Xingxiu Palace, even the cultivators from the Lingmu Immortal Palace have to stay here!"

The monk let out a strange cry and increased the release of poison gas. Under the stimulation of alternating cold and hot, the streams of pale green poison gas turned into various poisonous substances.

"Daoyou, the one who killed you is Yun Han of the Hun Yang Sect!"

The Xingxiu Palace monk who was trapped in the poisonous gas vortex had green lines beginning to appear on his face, and his expression became even more furious.

"You old devil, you dare to pretend to be a fellow Taoist from the Hun Yang Sect."

The old demon Xuan Kun didn't care about his identity being exposed. He had some conflicts with the Hun Yang Sect before, so causing trouble for the Hun Yang Sect was just a casual thing to do.

What if this cultivator has some secret weapon that can help him escape from his killing and also provide a layer of protection for himself?

When you are out in public, you must never reveal your real name.

"I didn't expect to be discovered by fellow Taoist, hahaha... I will not hide it anymore. I will not change my name, and I will be the greatest sect of the Chaos Demon Sect in the world."

He made up another Taoist name casually and increased the output of his magic power. This man was following him stealthily, and he was most likely trying to launch a sneak attack on him. There was no problem for him to take the initiative.

The fight between the two Taoist monks caused a commotion that spread in all directions.

In the Land of Filthy Light, clear and turbid things meet, and the collision of magical powers causes great turbulence, which affects an area where space overlaps.

In the overlapping space, Feng Mi's eyes opened and closed, gleaming with purple light. Sensing the fluctuations of the battle coming from afar, he quickly checked the surrounding environment with his mind.

“It’s coming so fast!”

It has only been more than ten years since he entered the Land of Filthy Light, and already someone has caught up with him.

However, what was unexpected was that the newcomers started fighting first.

"A monk from Xingxiu Palace."

I remembered that the piece of spiritual treasure fragment that I picked up during the clear and turbid tides belonged to a bull dragon from the Xingxiu Palace.

The spirit of the broken spiritual treasure once said that there were many cultivators at the twelfth level in the Xingxiu Palace, and it seemed that it ranked high among the many major forces.

With such a large force, how come there is only one Daoist monk? There are two more forces that want to take advantage of him.

After taking a glance from afar, Feng Mi restrained his breath and stayed quietly in the space without moving an inch.

The two monks who were fighting were probably originally in the Sea of ​​Turbid Air, and after hearing the news, they rushed to the Land of Filthy Light as soon as possible.

We cannot rule out the possibility that these two monks passed the news back to the sect.

Note it down.

Xingxiu Palace.

The old demon has an unknown name and his power is unknown.

The reason why he stayed here was mainly because he discovered that the space here was extremely mysterious. The magnetic light of the yin and yang poles seemed to be directly derived from nothingness, and broken innate spiritual forbidden runes were flashing everywhere in the void.

If you arrange it well, you might be able to kill a fellow Taoist.

Shen Lian had already prepared for the worst. Now that he was here, he couldn't waste this clone of the descendant of Xianluo. Naturally, he wanted to see as many people as possible who were greedy for his body.

As time went by, the fight between the old demon Xuan Kun and the Hedao monks of Xingxiu Palace became more and more intense.

Just as speculated before, the two were originally searching for spiritual essence in the Turbid Air Sea. They rushed to the Land of Filthy Light only after hearing that the descendants of Xianluo had escaped into the Land of Filthy Light.

Yin Jiurong, who was trapped in the poison circle, felt numb all over, and even his mind and soul became unclear. He immediately felt something was wrong.

It was also his fault. Relying on the Star Space Gate, he sensed the black-robed monk in front of him in advance when he just arrived at the Land of Filthy Light. He wanted to follow him to see if he could get some benefits, but he didn't expect to be discovered long ago.

Seeing that he was about to be suppressed, a dazzling star rose above Yin Jiurong's body.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, the descendants of Xianluo suddenly appeared in the Turbid Sea. When Jiu Rong was chasing them, he was ambushed by an old demon."

After the divine consciousness immersed in the stars, the stars exploded rapidly in the air, streaking across the sky like a meteor shower.

As for why he just informed the sect now that there were descendants of Xianluo...it was mainly because the matter was not confirmed, and it would be too careless to inform the sect rashly. He thought the sect would understand his painstaking efforts. He just wanted to see if he had any chance during the investigation.

Now it's confirmed, there's no chance.

If he didn't ask for help, he might die at the hands of the devil without even seeing the descendants of Xianluo.

"Old demon, my sect's monks will be here soon, and then it will be your death!"

Yin Jiurong chanted the spell quickly, and wisps of starlight emanated from all directions and quickly gathered on his body, forming a star shell that enveloped his body.

This is the Star Defense Technique of the Xingxiu Sect, which can block all kinds of spells such as magic power and soul.

"Damn it, this demon is most annoyed by you cultivators from big sects."

After trying to attack several times in succession but failing to break the outer shell of the star, the old demon Xuan Kun cursed angrily and turned into a stream of light and rushed into the land of foul light.

Although he was reckless, he knew how powerful the Xingxiu Palace was. If help really came, he might be the one to die.

His principle of practice is to run away if he can't win, and try again next time.

Besides, this trip is to find the cultivator who is the descendant of Xianluo. According to rumors outside, this descendant of Xianluo has not yet achieved the Dao, and is suspected to have condensed the Dao seed based on himself in advance.

Seeing the old demon escaping, Yin Jiurong sighed, but he did not run out from the defensive star.

"Jiu Rong, is what you said true?"

Before Yin Jiurong could catch his breath, the communication star on his body lit up and a majestic voice was heard.

"Palace Master."

Yin Jiurong was startled at first, but he quickly reacted.

"The news has spread throughout the Turbid Sea. Previously, the Qingshen Clan mobilized dozens of Hedao to organize a hunt. After hearing the news, I was afraid that it was fake, so I came here to confirm its authenticity. I didn't expect to run into an old demon."

"Find out the news as soon as possible. I will also investigate from Haotian Realm."

"yes!"

Feeling the breath of the communication star dissipate, Yin Jiurong also breathed a sigh of relief. After his figure jumped out of the defensive star, he opened his mouth and spit out a silver stone door. A stream of mysterious space grew out, fixing the slightly fragile space in all directions.

Then, he turned into a stream of light, rushed into the light gate and disappeared.

The land of foul light is very large. He plans to first find a place to force the poison gas out of his body, and then continue looking for the whereabouts of the descendants of Xianluo.

"Forget it. It is more important to find the descendants of Xianluo first. I will let you go for now."

Watching Yin Jiurong leave, Xuan Kun's figure appeared and disappeared in the intersection of the brilliant areas in the distance, and then he also went towards the depths of the land of filthy light.

The news of Xianluo's descendants can no longer be concealed. Once the monks from various major sects descend to the mortal world, he will have no chance to get involved.

…

"Space Spirit Treasure!"

Feng Mi, who was hiding in the interlayer of space, remained motionless like an old turtle from beginning to end, but he could not help but be attracted by the space gate that had just appeared.

This cultivator clearly had no ability to comprehend space, but he used this magical treasure to escape quickly.

What a wonderful treasure.

If it is combined with his third-level space rules, wouldn't it be like adding wings to a tiger?

"Another old bitch!"

Afterwards, Feng Mi looked towards the place in the distance where the demonic energy was surging.

He waited quietly until both men had left before quietly moving to the place where the two men had fought and gathered the two remaining auras for use.

Especially the pale green poisonous fog cast by the old devil, which can even make a Taoist master unconscious, so you still have to be on guard.

…

As time went by, more and more streams of light came from afar and entered the land of foul light.

Cultivators from all sides would occasionally encounter each other in the foul light, but most of them would avoid them after sensing them from afar.

The appearance of the Haotian Realm cultivators naturally included cultivators from the Qingshen Clan. Led by Taoist Master Dongxuan's spirit beast Snake Yi, they also entered the Land of Filthy Light and began their search.

The two sides kept running around in the land of filthy light, colliding and fighting each other frequently, and the fight was very fierce.

After constant fights, Yan Yan was also gaining insight into the origins of the cultivators.

…

"Golden Sun Sword Sect, Wooden Kite Immortal Sect, Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain, Fiery Sun Sword Mountain, Minghe Dragon Palace, Xingxiu Palace..."

Shen Lian, who was in the Zhongjuntian realm, immersed his mind in the small world on his body, watching the clanging sounds of the jade pieces colliding.

Each of these jade pieces either records the name of a force or is engraved with a vague shadow of a cultivator, representing a different sect and cultivator.

Every time he saw a piece of jade, Shen Lian's face became uglier.

The number of jade tokens has now reached seventeen, representing at least seventeen forces or cultivators who are coveting the Xianluo bloodline.

This does not include the Qingshen clan, and there are also those guys hiding in the dark who have not been encountered.

I can't remember this grudge, I can't remember it at all.

"If you know it's a descendant of Xianluo, if you don't know it, you might think it's the fruit of immortality."

Shen Lian cursed angrily.

When the Hunyuan magic power transformed before, the number of rule imprints triggered was about twenty.

After comparing with the number of sects that appeared at this moment, it can be found that not all sects that have been triggered by the mark have sent monks to the lower world.

Up to now, among the seventeen forces and cultivators discovered, half of them exude an aura similar to the aura of the mark rules, and the remaining half, mostly heard the news and came for the body of the descendant of Xianluo.

In addition, the fact that the sects that did not send out monks due to the triggered marks does not mean that they are indifferent. They may become potential enemies the next time they advance to the Dao.

"It would be best to find out the specific strength of each sect in the upper realm, or at least get a rough idea."

Shen Lian withdrew his spiritual thoughts, and the thoughts of the little people in his sea of ​​spiritual thoughts became unified, activating the talisman formation in the Hunyuan Jade Disc, and began to transfer the main consciousness to Feng Mi's clone.

There is chaos inside the Land of Filthy Light, and the effect of the Qingshen Clan's combined spiritual treasures has been greatly reduced.

Whether it is the cultivators of the Haotian Realm or the Qingshen Clan, when the two sides are searching for the descendants of Xianluo, they will almost always fight each other once they meet.

The cultivators of Haotian Realm are targeting the descendants of Xianluo, and their intention is to avoid fighting with the Qingshen Clan as much as possible.

The Qingshen clan cultivators are more direct in their thoughts. They will look for the descendants of Xianluo, and will also kill any Haotian realm cultivators they meet.

Combined with the unique environment of the Land of Filthy Light, it can be said that the right time and place have come together. If he cooperates well with Yan Yan, he might be able to achieve a stunning victory.

Next, there are two goals.

The first goal is to see if they can find an opportunity to escape by taking advantage of the fight between the Qingshen clan and the Haotian realm cultivators.

If the first goal cannot be achieved, the second goal will be to find opportunities to kill a few more Taoist monks, search their souls and gather information, and try to find out the intelligence data of various sects in the Haotian Realm, as a reference for the next Hedao.

…

In a dazzling array of colorful lights, Feng Mi, who was lying in the space, released purple light from his eyes. He muttered something and performed complicated spells with his hands.

With his palms spread out, a breath of starlight gathered out.

He began to use the tracking technique, and his target was the Star Palace monk who possessed the Space Gate magic treasure he had met before.

Such a good space magic treasure should be put to full use.

Since we are about to fight to the death, it would not be excessive to first get yourself a magical treasure to help you escape.

It is not easy to obtain the clone of Xianluo. Shen Lian does not want to destroy it if he has the chance. If he wants to blame someone, he can only blame this Taoist for his bad luck and for having a real treasure in his hand.

(End of this chapter)