In the vast wasteland, small swans surged out from the horizon.

The vast team flooded the earth like a tide in the dark night.

Everyone sat on the huge treasure gourd and looked down, watching the little demons migrating in small packages and pushing small wooden carts.

A group of Yezhao tribe with white feathers flew past the sky, and several young Yezhao girls were chasing each other, rubbing the edge of the gourd and rushing over.

Xiao Changge was stunned when he looked at those carefree and free smiles.

"The combat power of these demons is very low, and they only have strong reproductive ability. But after a long period of time, they have continued to survive on the continent of the Demon Spirit World."

Uncle Nian looks bad-tempered, but he is a good teacher who introduces the various scenery of the Demon Spirit World along the way.

"However, many once powerful monsters gradually disappeared due to the difficulties of reproduction."

Cheng Yan held a notebook in his hand, his eyes shining, and nodded repeatedly while recording.

The other people sitting on the gourd listened carefully, and even Zhuo Yu, who could not get rid of his body, opened his eyes.

In the fairy world, humans occupy most of the living space, and demons are already very rare there. Such groups of demons can only be seen on the mirage of the bright lights.

Soon after, we arrived at a snow field.

A huge roar came from afar. In the snow-covered pine forest, a tall monster with green skin and prominent fangs stood among the continuous cedars and roared wildly, pushing down silver pine covered with snow.

Around him, more than a dozen human monks shuttled up and down, and the lights of various powerful magic circles flashed in the flying snow rising all over the sky.

This group of people obviously had a lot of combat experience, cooperated with the dispatching tacit understanding, and even had a heroic female cultivator who stood up on a high place to command.

"Hurry! The monster is about to go wild, open the defensive magic array, where is the formation master? Have you gone to eat shit?"

"The wounded are lifted down, and the medical practitioners should hurry up and rescue them."

"Fuck, Tie Niu, what are you doing? Didn't eat in the morning? Hold the monster and don't let him run out of the magic circle!"

The girl in charge of the command obviously had a bad temper and cursed while dispatching, but under her style of command, the battle was proceeding in an orderly manner.

The huge demon with a twilight muscle and green face and fangs was wearing a shabby short shirt and waving his huge arms. He ran left and right but it was useless. As long as he continued to consume, it would be only a matter of time to take him down.

Mu Xue and his group stopped from afar to watch.

"They look so powerful and have experienced many battles."

"It turns out that we can cooperate like this, pulling monsters around and running back and forth. The warriors in the main battle are less stressful."

"I heard that hunting demons is common here in the Demon Spirit World, and many children even follow their parents to the battlefield since they were very young."

"It's almost over. I think this monster is no longer good."

Everyone stayed in the distance, relaxed, watched the fun in a slight manner, waiting to see the wonderful hunt ended easily.

The incident only happened for a moment, and there was no idea what a minor mistake was made. The monster in the battle suddenly went crazy and grabbed a monk who could not dodge and stuffed it into his mouth and bit it in half.

Another soldier who was eager to come forward to rescue was waved by the monster's big hand, leaving only a terrible red color in the snow.

Just now, the battle was orderly and relaxed and pleasant, like a training ground, and it became a Shura field in a flash.

Not only did most of the disciples of Guiyuan Sect not only did not participate in real actual combat, but they had never even seen a few dead people. Moreover, their faces were pale in such a miserable situation.

Lin Yin turned his head and vomited on the spot.

After the remaining monks went crazy with the monsters and lost the main warriors, they did not show any panic at all. They seemed to be very accustomed to it and evacuated them in various ways. The fastest and flexible person drew away the blood-red demon with his eyes.

The female cultivator who was in charge of the command stepped on the flying magic weapon and swept across the snow field like a gust of wind. The furious troll was wearing shabby shorts and struggling barefoot, running in the snow field, following her and chasing her.

Cheng Yan used the magic of heaven and earth, and his huge golden body appeared, his arms crossed to block the demon with glaring eyes and red hair as red as fire.

The female cultivator immediately stepped on the magic weapon and turned her hand to sacrifice a treasure seal. The square treasure seal shone brightly and fell from the sky, hitting the monster's head with a bang.

After a long battle, the demon was almost exhausted. He was hit by a magic weapon on the cover of the sky spirit and was immediately smashed into the snow.

The female cultivator kept manipulating the treasure seal and smashing it hard for more than ten times until the demon's head was bloody and no longer moved.

The female cultivator fell to the ground, stepped on the huge demon corpse, drew a knife to remove the demon pill from the broken body, and put it into her arms. At the same time, she took off a pair of sharp fangs that were protruding from the demon's mouth and held it in front of Cheng Yan. She wiped the blood from his face at him, but didn't say much, and clasped her fists and turned around and left.

Cheng Yan happily brought back the pair of fangs dyed with red and white liquid, and even showed them to Ding Lanlan and others, "Do you want it? Good materials for refining weapons."

Ding Lanlan looked at the sticky and unknown teeth of the giant beast, her face turned blue, and she waved her hand reluctantly, "You, please keep it first, and I will exchange it with you with a puppet."

After this out, the night was already deep, and Uncle Nian led them into a strange-shaped building in the snow field.

This is called an inner station, with defensive and hidden magic arrays set up outside, and there are personnel responsible for sweeping and garrisoning inside. It is a place for monks hunting outside to rest.

After entering the inner station, many soldiers who had just retired from the battlefield sat in the hall early. Some of them were very excited, drinking wine and talking loudly. They were also covered in blood, with a solemn expression, and sat in the corner with a depressed look.

Mu Xue and his group entered, and except for looking up, they did not attract too much attention.

They found a table to sit down and ordered a lot of special dishes in the Demon Spirit World that they had never eaten or seen before.

Several burly men put Xuanyuan battle axe at their feet and drank wine on a table near them, stepping on a big stool and a big bowl.

"Don't do it! Haha, if you can go back alive this time, go to Tianxiang Pavilion to spend money." A man touched his chin and shook his head, "The teacher and teacher are so charming and affectionate, and Xiaoyu is the most considerate. I don't know who to look for first?"

His companion laughed, "If this ticket is done, it will be affordable for the three girls to make a living together."

Around the table on the other side, a group of female cultivators in armor sat around. The topics they talked about were just as different from those of men.

"Have you seen the new Lotus official in the Nongyu Pavilion? He has a slender waist and a pitiful jade feet. The most important thing is the honest official."

"I don't like the squeamish new official. Brother Qin is the best for my taste. He is gentle and has a good life. He never gets tired of watching it."

The disciples of Guiyuan Sect who were sitting in the middle all turned red when they heard it. Ding Lanlan quietly pulled Lamuxue's sleeve, "They really dare to say it."

Mu Xue, who was burying her head to eat, hushed.

This is something that is common in the Demon Spirit World.

Everyone is living a life of blood licking from a knife, just like two demon cultivators who were just beaten to death by a monster in the snow mountain. No one knows whether they can still see the sun tomorrow.

When you get off the battlefield, the murderous intent in your chest has not subsided, and your blood and energy are evaporated. At this time, there is only another primitive instinct that can best relieve the emotions accumulated in your chest.

In such a wine shop filled with pornographic jokes and sounds of wine and flirting, eating foreign snacks that I had never seen before, the young disciples of Guiyuan Sect quietly looked at me and I looked at you and felt a strange sense of novelty.

Soon, three young female cultivators walked over to the table. They were all handsome, handsome and charming.

The leader was the monk who had just met the monk who was in charge of commanding the battle.

I saw her holding a wine bowl toast Cheng Yan, "Thank you for your help. My name is Yingzi, these are the sisters who have just fought together."

Cheng Yan blushed, picked up his wine glass and stood up, and took her toast.

Yingzi, who had a pair of dimples with short hair, looked up and down at Cheng Yan, her eyes gradually became enthusiastic and passionate. She did not hide her feelings, bit her red lips lightly, and her tone was gentle, "Brother, why not sit at our table. Everyone wants to thank you very much."

Cheng Yan waved his hands and refused at a loss.

Two young girls came up from left and right, holding his arms, and softly and warmly invited each other.

They have just experienced a desperate battle, they have just lost their companions, and they may not have tomorrow. They want to have a spring night with the ones they like.

Cheng Yan hurriedly broke free and said with a blushing face, "Listen to me, I have practiced the Vajra Indestructible Method, and I must not get any female sex before I can achieve it!"

The three girls looked at each other, stunned for a long time, let go of their hands, and laughed, "Boy's Kung Fu? Ah--Puchi."

"Oh, that's really sorry. I won't bother you, no more, haha."

Until they walked back, laughter burst out around the table over there.

"Boy's Merit? There are actually people practicing Boy's Merit these days, hahaha."

"Oh, I'm so jokingly laughing. Where did these people come from the ancient temple in the deep mountains? I haven't heard of anyone practicing this technique for hundreds of years, right?"

"As such a big man, have you not even tasted it? It's so pitiful."

"Stop laughing, I've helped us, hold it back."

The girls turned their heads and combined their hands to apologize with Cheng Yan, "Sorry, I'm not trying to laugh at you on purpose. We just... puff... haven't heard of it for too long."

Those who can practice boy skills in the fairy world show that they are firm in their minds and have no desires. This is a matter of being proud of when they speak up. Who knew that when they arrived in the demon spirit world, their customs changed, but when they were old, they had no partner to become a laughing stock for everyone.

Cheng Yan blushed and used the excuse to deliver food to Zhuo Yu, who was recovering from the injury, and left early.

Mu Xue was eating nostalgic food and heard several female cultivators discussing the new entry of the Nongyu Pavilion at the table next door. "It's very pure, and when she touched her little hands, her face was blushing and her eyes were whispering."

Mu Xue subconsciously glanced at Cen Qianshan, remembering that he had just kissed him so much that he was lost in his mind.

At this moment, he was wearing black armor, strong waist and long legs, and sharp aura. He just sat casually with the knife for a while, and then attracted the enthusiastic gaze of many women.

Who would have thought that he was so immature and simple, and could not resist the slightest teasing.

I thought it was only a hundred years before I could figure out what I wanted. It was so late to start. He must have known the taste of the wind and moon. But he could not have thought that he could leave everything to him in a complete manner.

When Mu Xue thought of this, she couldn't help but feel distracted. Only then did she realize that it was okay if she didn't get the taste. Once she tasted it for the first time, she would inevitably think about it day and night, and eat it and know the taste.

Entering the single bedroom provided by the Li Station, Mu Xue sat on the edge of the bed and meditated and exercised her skills.

The secret method of Dahuanxi interaction is indeed the only way to pass on in ancient times. She just practiced the fetal breathing technique with Cen Qianshan. At this moment, she felt that her mind was full of energy and was very beneficial.

In the Huangting, Shuihu walked over slowly, crawling on his legs, turning into a human form. His long wet hair stuck to his fair skin, and he held her knees and raised his face.

The water tiger is transformed by Mu Xue’s own kidney qi, and Li Long is the manifestation of the spirit in his heart.

If Mu Xue practices alone, she will gain essence from the water tiger, attract the spirit and spiritual gate, so that the spirit and energy can be combined, forming a small cycle of the heavens in her body, and eventually she will receive the great medicine for returning the alchemy.

But if he practices the dual cultivation method with Cen Qianshan, he can take over the position of Shuihu.
To be continued...