Looking at the mountains of demons rumbling and collapsing under the strangulation of the sword array, Feng Bingwen's lips curled up slightly. As long as he defeated these demons with the blood of gods and demons and devoured their remains, he could clearly feel his own heritage.
The growth, this taste is extremely wonderful.
"Go for it!"
The thicker chaotic energy surged behind Feng Bingwen, and then the god-man with an incalculable stature walked out of it. As a result, the terrifying legal domain descended and enveloped the sword formation, still exuding the remains of terrifying coercion.
But soon, as the traces of divine and demonic energy were absorbed into it, the remaining essence was swallowed up, and the coercion emanating from the corpse gradually weakened, until it finally disappeared. The place was left empty.
A pile of useless bones.
"ah!"
When the Dharma returned, there was no need to comprehend it in detail, it could be clearly felt. Feng Bingwen, who felt that his own foundation had further grown, couldn't help but let out a soft moan of comfort and pleasure.
"Hey, Fellow Daoist Xia found another one!"
Before the joy in his heart could calm down, Feng Bingwen quickly sensed something again. At this time, even his eyebrows and eyes curved up.
"This Taoist friend is really my lucky star. When I achieve Taoism, I can't treat him badly."
Feng Bingwen couldn't help but sigh. Nearly half of the powerful demons he had killed now were discovered by Xia Yan and then notified him.
This kind of thing is not an easy task in any case. In this kind of dangerous situation where even Feng Bingwen sometimes has to avoid the edge and escape, the other party is risking his life to help him.
Although Xia Yan believed that she was doing it for the sake of righteousness and the safety of the people of Qin on the ground, in the final analysis it was Feng Bingwen who directly benefited, and this was undoubtedly a cause and effect.
Feng Bingwen knew that he naturally did not intend to have sex in vain. This kindness must be repaid in the future.
"Heartless boy!"
In Feng Bingwen's sea of consciousness, the Five Elements Heavenly Wheel emitting dim fairy light muttered, and he really did not dare to say it openly.
Because he had to call Feng Bingwen his master, otherwise this stubborn boy would rather break up with him than talk to him again. Relatively speaking, he must be at a greater disadvantage as an immortal weapon with little autonomy.
After all, it is not easy to find a monk who is completely compatible with him. Although there are many five-element bodies, there are only two or two innate five-element Tao bodies from ancient times to the present, and they appeared at different times. Among them,
The connection between them really makes people think deeply.
If you miss this one and wait for the third one, it will take countless thousands of years. Even the highest-grade immortal weapon cannot withstand the ravages of such years.
"Fellow Daoist Xia!"
At this moment, Feng Bingwen naturally didn't care what he thought about a psychic fairy weapon in his body. He pointed his fingers into a knife and gently drew it in front of him. The power from the Five Elements Heavenly Wheel was mobilized by him without any stagnation.
, the space in this ancient battlefield can be easily broken.
Then he saw the sword fairy Xia Yan who was fleeing in embarrassment through the connection between the immortal weapon and the qi machine. Behind him was a three-headed monster as tall as a mountain.
"Well done!"
Seeing the demons gathered together, Feng Bingwen's eyes instantly lit up. This time, he didn't even bother to sacrifice the immortal weapons and dharma. With one step, he instantly transformed into a giant that could overlook the mountains.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, be careful!"
Feeling the sudden forceful aura, Xia Yan, who was fleeing in embarrassment, breathed a sigh of relief. He stopped the sword light and looked at the giant who appeared in front of him again. After shouting, he found a perfect place to watch the battle.
position, and then start meditating to recover.
He has no intention of continuing to escape. After all, this is not the first time they have cooperated. He already has a certain understanding of how terrifying this Taishangdao disciple is.
Although he had attracted three extremely powerful demons this time, and he could not deal with any of them, he believed that this was not a problem at all for the Supreme Disciple, and it was even easier for him.
Amidst the continuous roars and vibrations, as well as the angry roars that gradually weakened and finally turned into mournful wails, Xia Yan's mana that was lost due to exploration and escape gradually recovered.
And when his magic power returned to perfection, the three terrifying figures that looked like magic mountains had fallen into a pool of blood, just like what he had seen before.
All the remnants of these descendants of gods and demons who turned into corpses again were absorbed by this disciple of the Supreme Way.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, I have almost recovered, so I will continue my journey!"
Now there is no need for Feng Bingwen to take the initiative to urge. Xia Yan, who has already adjusted her condition, takes the initiative.
"Fellow Daoist Xia, it's better to rest for some time. Don't be in a hurry. The days ahead are long!"
But Feng Bingwen was not as anxious as he was at the beginning, because he discovered that the ancient battlefield at the bottom of the abyss was extremely vast, and there were hundreds of millions of ghosts and evil spirits lurking in it.
Of course, what's more important is that there are not a few powerful demons with the blood of gods and demons. He and fellow Daoist Xia alone can't kill them all in a short while.
However, as a young practitioner who is not yet half-experienced in spiritual practice, what he lacks most now is time, and he has enough energy to spend it here.
The only problem is the chivalrous and courageous Daoist Xia in front of him. He really has nothing to say in terms of finding a suitable target. He is almost as good as Feng Bingwen himself.
You must know that Feng Bingwen's overall strength is much stronger than him. With such a useful tool, Feng Bingwen is not willing to let him have problems, so it is very necessary to take a proper rest for some time.
"But……"
"No need to rush!"
"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey!"
After hearing Feng Bingwen's advice, Xia Yan agreed to the arrangement after some delay. After all, he had been wandering on the line of life and death, which put great mental pressure on him. Although he seemed to be in perfect condition now, he really
If he continued like this, he wasn't sure whether he could hold back.
"I see that fellow Taoist is in a trance. I have some elixirs here. Fellow Taoist, please take them to recuperate!"
Feng Bingwen searched high and low and found some elixirs given to him by Senior Sister Luo Lingxiao.
The reason why he, a guy who is comparable to or even worse than a glutton, still has some elixirs left in his mouth is mainly because he ate so much of some elixirs that their effectiveness was close to nothing, so he just left them.
.
Now these elixirs come in handy and can be used to repay the cause and effect. By the way, they can also improve the survivability of the tool man in front of him.
"This is too expensive!"
Xia Yan was a little curious at first, but when Feng Bingwen threw the elixir into his hand, he was frightened.
It's pitiful to say that this is the first time he has seen an elixir with his own eyes since he started practicing Taoism. There is no way around it. Refining elixirs is a very energy-consuming thing, and it not only consumes energy, but also requires inheritance and a large amount of resources.
Every mature alchemist must have countless scrapped alchemy furnaces and enough ashes to pile up into mountains. Talent may make up for it, but it is absolutely unavoidable.
Therefore, the higher the level of elixirs, the rarer they are. Low-level monks can use elixirs to assist their practice. However, if they really want to move forward after setting foot on the immortal path, they can basically only immerse themselves in hard work or look for opportunities.
"Compared with what you have done for me, a few elixirs are nothing. Just accept them, Fellow Daoist Xia!"
Feng Bingwen smiled,
"If you refuse, there is no need to say anything. I know your purpose of coming here, but there is no doubt that you helped me. Fellow Taoist, you don't want me to owe you a karma, right?"
"If that's the case, then Xia accepted it shamelessly!"
Hearing Feng Bingwen's words, Xia Yan had a short but fierce psychological struggle in his heart. However, when he heard that Feng Bingwen even showed the cause and effect, he gave up the fight and made a choice - accept the elixir.
.
"good!"
Feng Bingwen immediately showed a satisfied smile. With his family background, he was not afraid that the other party would take advantage of him, but he was afraid that the other party would not want it.
Time passed quietly in this endless hunting, Feng Bingwen was completely addicted to it, and Xia Yan, who was originally worried about finding suitable prey for Feng Bingwen, gradually became more skilled.
Because his strength has also improved by leaps and bounds under Feng Bingwen's cultivation. It's hard to say how much his cultivation level has improved, but his fighting ability has doubled compared to before. Of course, the biggest improvement is in escaping.
speed.
After all, he was provoking powerful demons with the blood of gods and demons. If his ability to run away was not stretched to the current limit, it would be difficult for him to stay alive until Feng Bingwen's arrival.
And as one after another powerful demons were hunted by Feng Bingwen, perhaps it had little impact on the ancient battlefield at first, let alone any changes.
But when the number of powerful demons hunted by Feng Bingwen approached hundreds, many gods guarding the sky over the abyss also noticed changes.
First of all, the blood evil energy spurting out from the abyss has significantly decreased, and its influence on the human world has further weakened. Secondly, the number of weak evil spirits and ghosts flowing out of the abyss has also begun to decrease.
Such changes made many gods rejoice. Although a major disaster occurred in the mortal world, the incense they received began to skyrocket, far exceeding the usual ten or even a hundred times.
However, the gods, who have existed for at least hundreds of years, have a far-sighted vision. The sudden increase in incense in a short period of time was accompanied by a decrease in the number of ordinary people, as well as a reduction in field yields and a stagnation in production.
The losses caused by this chaos will last for years or even decades. From a long-term perspective, this is simply not worth the gain.
But the gods cannot do more. Most of the gods can only protect one place, and even the scope of their activities is limited to one place. Once they leave, the divine power they possess will be rapidly consumed. Violent and high-intensity fighting.
Don't even think about it.
There are very few gods who can move freely without restriction. And such a god is at least a true king, and the most powerful one is an emperor.
This is because even the gods with the ability to intervene, after noticing the changes in the abyss, and under the intervention of some higher will, chose to remain silent. They only sealed the entrance to the ground from the abyss and did not allow disaster.
As the disaster spreads further, there is no intention of getting into it and ending this disaster early.
Under the gaze of the gods, the evil spirit of blood that spewed out from the cracks in the abyss that stretched for thousands of miles became increasingly scarce. In less than a year, the evil energy that was originally so dense that it could dye the sky red became
Blood mist.
But in the second year, the bloody energy that spewed out from the cracks was just a trace, as if it had dried up, and some areas were simply gone.
Without the cover of these bloody evils, many of the evil spirits and ghosts that climbed out from the ancient battlefields under the abyss were wiped out directly under the light of the sun star just because they chose to come out during the day.
Even at night, there are few survivors of these evil spirits and ghosts crawling to the ground, because Shinto has already reacted and the order of the world has not collapsed, so Shinto can show its most powerful posture.
In the third year, no traces of bloody evil spewed out from the cracks in the abyss that stretched for thousands of miles. Only the gods used their magical powers to peer into the deepest parts of the abyss to see the evil spirits floating in the air.
of blood mist.
"it's over!"
A True Lord who had been guarding the sky above the abyss for more than three years couldn't help but sigh when he looked at the crack in the abyss that stretched for thousands of miles. Although this was insignificant for his infinitely long divine life, it was too boring.
Except for the initial need to prevent some powerful evil spirits from crawling out of the abyss, he spent the rest of the time basically doing nothing. The emperor gave an order that he could not leave until the disaster in the abyss was over.
“Much faster than I originally expected!”
Another god also spoke aloud. He stared at the deepest part of the abyss, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
"After all, if someone is cleaning up down there, it will naturally go much faster!"
"Is there anyone down there?"
A wandering god who didn't know the truth couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Otherwise? How do you think this place has calmed down? Do you really think that if we just stand here and wait, these filthy evil spirits will dissipate on their own? Even if it does, it won't be so fast."
"Who's cleaning up down there?"
"A monk!"
"Monk?"
"Who is not afraid of death? He has been down there for three years. It's unbelievable!"
"A monk from the Supreme Way!"
"Too great?!"
Some gods who heard the conversation between the two true kings looked at each other.
"This is a disaster for us and the common people, but for the monk from Taishangdao, it is his opportunity. That's why the emperors did not take action. Otherwise, as early as three years ago,