Yanqing Immortal City, embedded in a huge mountain range, is shrouded in a fourth-level formation.
Black clouds are threatening to destroy the city, and the endless army of demonic monks, spiritual boats, giant ships, and beasts and birds are making people's scalp numb.
The beast king is comparable to the mountains, swallows clouds and spits mist, makes a sound like thunder, and has infinite strength, violently attacking the fairy city formation.
Boom!
The fourth-level formation condensed a chain of lightning as thick as a bowl, and struck the birds in the sky. A dazzling thunder net enveloped the area where the demonic monks gathered, and there was a thunderous roar.
The Formation Thunder left some black scorch marks on the huge body of the fourth-order Beast King, slowing down its attack rhythm.
In order to share the pressure of the immortal city's formation, the Guardian Alliance sent many monks to block the fourth-level beast king, high-level monks, and artillery-carrying spiritual ships outside the city wall.
"Master Heiyu! What's the point of defeating a defeated general with more troops?"
Zhao Tan'er gave a sweet scolding, controlled the magic weapon, fought and retreated.
"Little girl! Wait until I capture you alive and then have a one-on-one hand-to-hand fight."
A young man in black robe who was in the stage of pill formation showed a sinister smile.
A huge black leaf magic weapon rotated at high speed, and black light blades slashed towards Zhao Tan'er who was retreating.
Above the head of the real Black Fish, hovering is a fat-headed Black Fish, with a quasi-third-level cultivation level, comparable in size to a whale, and a black water wave surging.
Not only that, there is also a black-faced old man's fake elixir master, who controls the blood sail magic weapon and pursues Zhao Tan'er together.
"Lin Heizi! Why don't you hurry up and chase?"
Master Heiyu scolded.
"yes!"
The black-faced old man responded respectfully, his body wrapped in blood and the light escaping greatly.
Looking at the escaping beauty of the past, the dark-faced old man suppressed the emotions in his heart.
"Lin Heizi?"
Zhao Tan'er couldn't help but glance at the dark-faced old man, and found that the outline of that weathered old face looked slightly familiar.
"Tan'er, my teacher will help you!"
Zhao Siyao flew out from the fairy city to rescue his disciples.
She controlled the quasi-third-level puppet, blocked the fat-headed black fish, and then shot a quasi-third-level talisman at the black-faced old man.
Zhao Tan'er's pressure was greatly reduced and she returned to the city wall to meet her master.
Heiyu Zhenren was afraid of the formation restrictions and stopped approaching. He retreated with Fat-headed Heiyu and "Lin Heizi" to find other targets.
"Master, the old man just now looks a bit like Lin Lu."
Zhao Tan'er said hesitantly.
"Lin Lu? The battlefield is chaotic. Tan'er, you must have seen it wrong, right?"
Zhao Siyao did not see the face of the black-faced old man clearly, but the characteristics of his skills obviously came from the devil.
Zhao Tan'er also thought it was impossible.
But that "Lin Heizi" just now, when he besieged me, seemed to be aggressive, but in fact he was not ruthless.
"If you encounter this kind of situation in the future, you should run away as soon as possible and don't get entangled."
Zhao Siyao warned.
"Tan'er understands! I didn't expect that Master Heiyu was playing dirty tricks. He called for reinforcements in the middle of the fight, and his spiritual pet's injury was cured so quickly."
"Just understand. If a crisis arises, decisively use the special escape talisman I gave you."
Zhao Siyao nodded.
As a female cultivator of true elixirs, Zhao Tan'er is young and beautiful. The opponents and crises she faces on the magic path are far greater than hers.
Therefore, Zhao Siyao gave the special third-level mid-grade escape talisman to Zhao Tan'er to save his life.
She is a real fake elixir, and most of her opponents are fake elixirs. In the later stages of foundation building, the pressure is less.
Half a day later, the Beast King Valley camp suspended its attack.
Zhao's master and apprentice breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the Formation Immortal City.
Looking at the dark demonic camp.
Zhao Siyao looked haggard and sighed:
"I thought that after Chen State was captured and the demonic path gained a new breakthrough, the pressure on Yan State would be relieved..."
…
Five or six days later.
Lu Changan arrived at Gurixian City on the border of Jing Kingdom.
A century ago, Lu Changan took a transnational spiritual ship and smuggled himself to Jing Kingdom, and the first stop he arrived at was here.
This time, Lu Changan disguised himself as an old man in coir raincoat with fake alchemy cultivation, purchased resources in the fairy city, and learned about the war situation in Jing Kingdom.
"It's strange that the Valley of the Beast King has occupied Chen State for several years, but it only watched with eager eyes and did not attack the seemingly weak Jing State."
Before Lu Changan left Jinyun Valley, he learned that the Demonic Way was focusing on attacking the Yan Kingdom.
As for the west side of Feng Kingdom and Jing Kingdom, they are still scouts and will cause little friction between them.
In fact, Jing's defensive strength was not weak.
The major forces in the Jing Kingdom, including Xuanyin Sect and Tianluo Sect, have joined forces and are mentally prepared to be invaded.
As a result, it wasn't that fast.
Lu Changan once thought about it, maybe the devil is afraid of the lucky son who left Jing Kingdom in the early years.
The son of luck who joined the ancient sect in the middle region of Daqing was actually beyond the reach of the monstrous demonic tide.
The six demon sects and the ten sects of Xuanmen are all the top forces in Daqing.
The eastward expansion of the Six Demonic Sects was also the result of the compromise between the two sides after the war.
Stay in Guri Fairy City for a few days.
Lu Changan purchased a lot of supplies in different capacities.
Due to the war, the prices of many supplies increased.
However, some resources that are scarce in Feng Yuan Kingdom must be purchased even if the price increases. There is no loss in going there.
After the purchase, Lu Changan's spiritual stones shrank to less than 100,000.
Lu Changan left Guruxian City and flew north.
In order to avoid unnecessary complications, Lu Changan did not go to see Master Han Yu for discussion this time when he came to Jing Kingdom.
In war years, the probability of encountering high-level monks on the road is higher.
Lu Changan allowed the second generation to reach the pinnacle of elixir formation and merge with this life.
The powerful spiritual senses can avoid other high-level monks in advance.
…
Two days later, Lu Changan arrived in the northern part of Jing Kingdom, near the edge of the Black Mist Mountains.
"The estimated result is that it is about a thousand miles away."
Based on the intelligence and existing information, Lu Changan calculated and tracked the approximate location of Huang Lang's hiding place.
For divination, if you want accurate answers, you rely more on clue information and causal media.
If Huanglang Zhenren was a strange real elixir monk with whom he had never interacted before, it would be more difficult to estimate.
But Lu Changan not only had dealings with this profiteer, but also had quite a lot of grudges.
In the early years, Lu Changan, as Zhenren Xiang, killed Zhenren Huxiao of the Ten Thousand Beasts Chamber of Commerce, thus forming a rift.
A few years ago, Master Huang Lang reported the situation of Lu Changan and Xuan Shui Turtle to the Peacock Saint, and put the latter to death.
Lu Changan took revenge and reported this person, causing his family to be ruined and his family to be on the run.
With this kind of causal implication, coupled with the intelligence information provided by Wujianmen, Lu Changan deduced that the resistance would be much smaller.
"Hey! This person is actually hiding in the newly built medium-sized market behind the Xuanyin Sect."
After searching hard for many days and losing several months of his life, Lu Changan finally found the hiding place of Huang Lang Zhenren.
Divination and calculation consumes energy and mind, and if you use it frequently, it can easily shorten your life.
The more accurate the calculation result, the greater the loss.
"Donglaifang City?"
"The Xuanyin Sect was established in Xinfang City near the Black Mist Mountains. Its geographical location is similar to the Huanglong Immortal City in the Liang Kingdom. It plans to expand into an Immortal City in the future, but currently has insufficient financial resources..."
Lu Changan stood ten miles away from Lifang City and looked strange after hearing the specific information.
The name of this city was probably chosen by Liang Shaotian himself.
Observe for half a day.
Lu Changan discovered that the guardian with the highest cultivation level in this city was just a fake alchemy female cultivator. The other managers on the surface had no higher cultivation level than the fake alchemy cultivator.
He knew that fake alchemy female cultivator. She was Liang Shaotian's disciple, Miss Wei, who had dealt with the ancient ruins back then.
Master Huanglang disguised himself as a yellow-faced old woman at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and wandered around the casual cultivation area of Fang City.
This person's disguise method is quite good, and it is not easy to find out his identity until the late stage of pill formation.
It's a pity that I met Lu Changan. At this time, the second life possessed and merged, and his spiritual consciousness exceeded the late stage of pill formation.
"Hiding at the bottom of Fang City to recuperate?"
Lu Changan wanted to run away, and he didn't have time to wait for the real Yellow Wolf to leave the market before taking action.
Anyway, there are no rivals in Fang City.
Lu Changan planned to let the rock rats lurk underground and poison them secretly.
He entered Fangshi and captured it with the help of illusions, spiritual attacks, and both light and dark attacks.
Even if Huanglang Zhenren had a third-level soul artifact, he would not be able to withstand the illusion of divine consciousness that was beyond the peak of pill formation.
…
Donglaifang City.
North Street, a street where scattered cultivators gather.
The real Huang Lang disguised as a yellow-faced woman had his eyelids twitching and the sound of cicadas chirping in his mind.
"What's going on? Is there another crisis?"
Huang Lang was frightened and returned to his house.
As soon as I sat down, a sharp and shrill chirping of cicadas sounded in my mind, and then stopped abruptly.
"The shocking cicada died suddenly! Not good——"
Huang Lang's face was pale, his voice was trembling, and his eyes, which were always shrewd and profound, revealed silent fear.
In the sea of consciousness, there is a small translucent green cicada with stiff limbs, belly turned out, and it has just died suddenly.
The Terrifying Cicada is a rare earth-grade insect with no fighting ability.
Living in the master's sea of consciousness, one can sense various crises.
The stronger the smell of crisis, the louder the cicada will scream when it is frightened.
The cicada screamed and died.
It can be seen how big the upcoming crisis is, and it is basically a narrow escape.
Master Huanglang realized that Donglaifang City might face an unprecedented disaster for himself.
I'm afraid there are powerful high-level monks who will come to kill you.
"run!"
Without thinking, Huang Lang trampled on the floor and went down the tunnel.
There was a false smell of a yellow-faced woman in the room.
He used the second-order pangolin to dig a tunnel under the house in advance, leading to the outside of Fangshi.
The underground formation defense in Fang City was relatively weak, but he found a flaw and conquered it half a year ago.
Half an hour later, the real Yellow Wolf appeared in the woods a hundred miles away from Fangshi.
…
call!
The Yellow Wolf Master was sweating profusely. He breathed a sigh of relief and cautiously explored his surroundings.
A hundred years ago, he encountered a catastrophe of life and death, and the cicada screamed. He narrowly escaped the disaster by quickly changing location.
I hope I can be so lucky this time.
Suddenly, he noticed a faint fluctuation in mana, and the third-level soul artifact on his body gave a warning.
"Ah hiss..."
Huanglang Zhenren's sea of consciousness was in severe pain, as if he had been cut by a vibrating knife. The spiritual light of the soul artifacts on his body dimmed to the end in an instant, and he lost all resistance.
This kind of spiritual attack secret technique is at least an overhaul in the later stages of pill formation.
Huang Lang's heart sank to the bottom of his heart, and his soul was seriously injured. Fortunately, he did not faint.
Boom!
The ground beneath his feet collapsed and turned into mud, about to swallow his body.
At the critical moment, Huanglang Zhenren's elixir power exploded, and he flew up like an onion from the dry land, barely escaping from being swallowed by the mud.
Click!
His legs, which were in the air, were entangled below the knees by the mud python that chased him out, and his calves were bitten off.
"Senior, please spare your life——"
The real Yellow Wolf's eyes were red and he roared at the top of his lungs.
Dangtang was undergoing a major overhaul in the later stage of Dan Formation, but he unexpectedly attacked him in the early stage of Dan Formation whose strength was damaged.
The first round of attacks left him severely traumatized, his legs disabled, and he fell into a desperate situation.
"Tsk, tsk, profiteer Lao Huang, you are here too."
A chuckle appeared above the trees.
A tall, thick, masked man blocked his way.
The profiteer Lao Huang is the name given to the real Huang Lang in the business alliance circle.
This man's complexion is as yellow as a grapefruit, and he wears a leather coat and a large cloak all year round. He is a smooth man, and his business methods are shrewd and calculating, and he has tricked many chambers of commerce.
The masked strong man was like a savage beast, attacking at close range from top to bottom.
Bang!
The huge iron fist, with bright gold-patterned discs emerging, broke through the hurriedly moving protective shield of the Yellow Wolf Master.
"Third level body training...who are you?"
Huanglang Zhenren spit out a mouthful of blood and his body flew backwards.
The mud and rocks on the ground turned into earthy yellow and he raised his claws and slapped them hard.
Huanglang Zhenren took three pictures of the third-level defense talismans in succession, and several layers of light masks flickered on and off in an instant.
In the spiritual pet bag, there was also an injured quasi-third-level python demon, which was ready to be restrained, but as soon as it emerged, it was swallowed up by the expanding mud.
In the end, Huang Lang's chest was shattered by a punch and he fell into the mud.
"Ah! Xiang Jinglong, but you? Why did you put Huang to death..."
Before Huang Lang died, his consciousness was confused and he screamed.
The masked man attacking from the front was not a late-stage pill-forming overhaul, showing extraordinary third-level body-refining strength.
In the surrounding area, the only person who has reached the third level of body training is Xiang Jinglong of the Xuanyin Sect.
"Why does Xiang need to explain to you what he has done in his life?"
The masked strong man said proudly.
He did not block out the screams of Master Huang Lang and was not worried about being heard by the nearby monks.
Whoosh!
The mud flow completely engulfed the body of Huanglang Zhenren.
"Photography!"
Lu Changan made a secret with his fingers, and the strange "soul-nurturing ring" on his wrist flew out, blooming with a translucent green halo.
The remnant soul of the real Huang Lang was captured by the soul-nurturing ring and sealed in a box. Lu Changan immediately affixed the sealing talisman.
Squeak!
The rock rat quickly took care of the battlefield, looked excited, and appeared in front of him holding a storage bag, a spiritual pet bag and other items.
"Walk!"
Lu Changan put the rock rat into the spiritual pet bag and flew from the sky above the woods to the Jiugang sky above the clouds.
Because it was near Fangshi, the fluctuations in fighting skills alarmed the surrounding monks.
From their perspective, a burly, masked man exuded terrifying energy and strength, and quickly left after killing someone.
"Third-level body refining? Could it be Xiang Jinglong, the elder of the Xuanyin Sect?"
"Elder Xiang participated in the encirclement and suppression of the Ten Thousand Beasts Chamber of Commerce a few years ago. Could it be that the tragic death just now was the Yellow Wolf?"
"Old Huang? I heard that he carries the huge wealth of the Ten Thousand Beasts Chamber of Commerce?"
"Tsk, tsk, Master Xiang has made a lot of money this time. Everyone is a member of the Xuanyin Sect. Go to him to collect the reward..."
…
Seven days ago.
In the northern part of Liang State, Wuqi Mountain.
It was night, and Xiaogui Peak, one of the three main peaks, was completely silent.
Qi Feng, the mountain guard who was sitting cross-legged and practicing, fell into a coma for no reason.
A slender jade hand was placed on Qifeng's Heavenly Spirit Cover.
The wonderful fragrance is diffused, and the colorful feather skirt is flowing.
A woman in colorful feather robes with bare lotus feet, about seventeen or eighteen years old, was suspended half a foot above the ground, her eyes were as bright as the moon.
His body shape and appearance can be said to be of national beauty, and his every gesture is noble, aloof and extremely beautiful.
On the ankles of the pair of white jade lotus feet, there are two rings of gold and silver respectively, adding a bit of glamor and eerieness.
"The saint had better not kill this person, otherwise unknown variables may occur."
Beside Caiyu woman, a hunchbacked old man holding a scepter said in a hoarse voice.
After a while, the Peacock Saint ended her soul search and muttered:
"In recent years, Lu Changan has not come to Wu Qishan. Qifeng only has a small amount of correspondence with him."
After that, she took out two letters from Qifeng's storage bag, which were written by Lu Changan, providing media information to the old man.
The hunchbacked old man had gray hair and a withered face. He tremblingly took out a simple turtle slice and a pointer-shaped bamboo stick.
It took a long time to calculate.
The hunchbacked old man groaned, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his face became paler.
The bamboo stick in his hand circled in mid-air and landed, eventually pointing slightly north of the west.
"The hexagram associated with that direction is the Zhou Family of the Beast Controller and the Xuanyin Sect area."
The hunchbacked old man coughed up blood and had confused breathing.
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Shi. Who would have thought that that kid would have something that can resist calculations."
The voice of the Peacock Saint is as clear as a bell, but seems to come from the deep sea, with a mysterious and ethereal charm.
"The Saint has the foresight to know that this person may want to run away, so I let the old man figure it out in advance. If he were to escape to Feng Yuan Country, the boundless desert would be like panning for gold in the sand, and the Holy Sect's forces would be beyond their reach.
"Besides, the 'Celestial Master' of Feng Yuan Kingdom is mysterious and proficient in celestial calculations. If we move closer, we may alert him."
Mr. Shi's tone was kind, but his heart was bleeding.
Helping the saint to calculate all the way is exhausting, and I don't know how many more years of life I will lose.
In the middle stage of Shi Laozhen's elixir, his third-level high-grade divination skills are also top-notch in the Beast King Valley, and are the strongest under Nascent Soul.
Although he looks like he is about to be buried, in fact he is less than 300 years old this year and should be in his prime.
There is no way, the art of divination is a profession with high risk of shortening one’s life span.
When you encounter a big shot whose strength and status exceeds many, you come to your door to make calculations. How dare you refuse?
The monks who belonged to the forces affiliated to the Beast King Valley, Mr. Shi, did not dare to refuse the Peacock Saint. The latter promised huge profits and promised to take care of the descendants of his disciples.
"Old Shi's words make sense. To intercept and kill Lu Changan, we must do it before Feng Yuan Kingdom."
The Peacock Saint raised her fingers and smiled, with a noble demeanor that coexisted with holiness and coquettishness.
The well-informed Shi Lao's eyes were slightly dazed for a moment.
Many years ago, Master Huanglang presented Lu Changan's information to the Peacock Saint.
Later, the Peacock Saint purchased Lu Changan's more detailed information from Wujianmen.
Lu Changan once passed by Liang Guo, so the Peacock Saint asked Mr. Shi to make predictions in advance.
The result of Shi Lao's divination:
Lu Changan will definitely run away, and he will run away in advance.
The Peacock Saint couldn't help but be stunned.
The place of escape is most likely Feng Yuan Kingdom.
However, when calculating the target's route to Feng Yuan Kingdom, they encountered invisible resistance.
There are two possibilities.
First, Lu Changan himself has a third-level divination skill, and his fortune numbers are stronger than ordinary people, making speculation more difficult.
Second, Lu Changan has a rare item he carries with him, which can block the calculation.
The latter situation is more common in the world of immortality.
In just one or two hundred years, it was impossible for Lu Changan to cultivate both talismans and divination to the third level or above at the same time.
Because of the invisible resistance, it was not difficult for Mr. Shi to calculate the general direction; but if he wanted to accurately calculate the position, he would have to sacrifice his life and force the calculation.
Wu Qi Mountain, the Li family in Xuemei Mountain, and the Zhou family of Yushou were all the places that Mr. Shi had previously calculated that Lu Changan might pass through on his way to Feng Yuan Kingdom.
If Lu Changan had not killed Huanglang Zhenren, he might indeed have passed through these two places and headed to Feng Yuan Kingdom.
"The new hexagram can be eliminated by the Li family of Xuemei Mountain."
Old Shi was leaning on his scepter, his voice was weak, and he took a few pills to restore his energy and mind.
"The next place to go is the 'Beast Control Zhou Family'! If we rule out the Zhou Family and get further information media, I can confirm the general route that Lu Changan took to Feng Yuan Kingdom."
"Okay, I'll ask Mr. Shi to make one last divination at that time. Regardless of success or failure, the little girl will definitely thank you."
The Peacock Saint saw that Mr. Shi was already very weak, and if he continued to force his calculations, he would be killed.
Shi Lao is the strongest divination master that her own energy can call upon in the Holy Sect.
In the Valley of the Beast King, the only ones with divination abilities that completely surpassed Mr. Shi were the great elders in the middle Nascent Soul stage who sat at the back and coordinated the overall situation. Their divination abilities barely reached the fourth level threshold.
Even the Yuanying elders may not be able to ask the great elders to perform divination. After all, no one wants to lose their lifespan.
…
In the north of Jing Kingdom, in a cave in the Black Mist Mountains.
Lu Changan clears out the trophies from killing Huang Lang Zhenren.
"Three Beauty Pills, one main ingredient of the Crystal Condensation Pill, and two pill-forming spiritual objects..."
"Second and third-level beast pills, dozens of bottles and jars of animal food, two Evil Spirit Pills, and a dozen jade slips of beast-control inheritance..."
"More than 100,000 spirit stones, dozens of spirit beast cubs, and more than 100 eggs of rare birds and beasts..."
Lu Changan clicked his tongue and chuckled. This profiteer was indeed extremely rich, and his net worth was far higher than that of most alchemy monks.
This wealth of resources will be slowly digested when it reaches Feng Yuan Kingdom, and it will be easy to attack the third-level mid-level puppet master.
The rock rat next to him looked at it eagerly and drooled.
Lu Changan rewarded it with several bottles of third-level beast pills and several third-level heavenly and earthly treasures.
Finally, Lu Changan searched for the remaining soul of Huang Lang.
"This profiteer presented such detailed information about me to the Peacock Saint."
Lu Changan cursed secretly.
At this moment, he had a faint feeling.
Lu Changan pinched his fingers and calculated for a moment.
"No, the Peacock Saint guessed that I was going to run away. Please use the divination master to track me."
Lu Changan's face turned gloomy.
The divination master's skills were superior to his, otherwise he wouldn't have sensed it at this time.
"Let's go, Feng Yuanguo!"
Lu Changan didn't waste any time and turned into a ray of light and flew into Jiugang Sky.
In order to increase the speed, he affixed a third-level middle-grade treasure talisman, and the speed was almost as fast as the late stage of pill formation.
…
Following the Black Blood Road opened by the sages, Lu Changan crossed the Black Mist Mountains.
Two days later.
The speed returned to normal, and an endless desert appeared in his field of vision.
The wind and sand howled, getting louder and louder.
It even affects the consciousness, senses and flight speed of the Danjie monks.
At a certain moment, Lu Changan sensed something abnormal.
A beautiful bird chirped!
I saw an elegant and beautiful five-color peacock with wings spread several feet, emerging from the clouds and mist in the distance.