Not only are these special spiritual herbs unable to help human cultivators increase their strength, but if they are taken by mistake, they will become possessed and destroy both body and spirit. However, for ancient races, they are rare treasures that can continuously improve their own abilities.
strength.
As Wang Teng continued to go deeper, his face became a little ugly, because he found that there were so many special cultivation resources here, it was like a treasure trove specially provided to the ancient races. No wonder the ancient races would regard this place as a stronghold.
And he found that the layout here was not chaotic, as if someone was controlling everything behind the scenes, just like the sect of human cultivators.
"Is it possible that there is an ancient race lurking in the Blackstone Mountains?" Wang Teng began to have an ominous premonition in his heart. If his guess was correct, he would have to be cautious if he wanted to continue moving forward.
Among the ancient races, there are also super terrifying beings, who are comparable to the strong men in the human refining realm or even the tribulation realm. Wang Teng is no match for anyone he meets. Even if there are no such strong men in the Blackstone Mountains, there may be hidden ones.
An existence comparable to the later realm of Nascent Soul.
Wang Teng entered this place to hunt down an ancient race, just like an ancient race single-handedly entering a human city of cultivators. Tragedy could happen at any time.
However, danger cannot stop Wang Teng. He is very confident in his ability to escape. As long as the Sky Emperor Technique is used, no one else can catch up except those strong men in the God Refining Realm who can use space power.
he.
"Maybe, we can get a lot of life essence this time." Wang Teng's expression became more and more excited. Life essence has always been a problem for Wang Teng. He is not like other big forces.
A peerless genius who has a time magic weapon that can speed up time and condense Taoist and supernatural powers.
If he doesn't want to be left behind by these peerless geniuses, Wang Teng must use the life essence and exchange his lifespan for the speed of condensing immortal skills. In the past, Wang Teng's cultivation was still weak, and the skills he practiced were not very advanced, and the life essence he needed was not very advanced.
Not so much.
But now, every one of the seven-level immortal arts he practices requires hundreds of years of life to refine. No amount of life essence is enough. The problem before him is very serious and needs to be solved in time, so
Wang Teng must take risks.
"There are restrictions, and they are restrictions imposed by ancient races." After advancing nearly a thousand miles, Wang Teng suddenly stopped, and a bright light bloomed in his eyes. After walking here for so long, he finally gained something.
On the ground ahead, there are several restrictions hidden in an orderly manner. These restrictions are very secretive and have strange properties. If it weren't for the fact that Wang Teng's spiritual gathering skills are comparable to those of a master, he would not be able to detect them at all.
There is a difference between these restrictions and the restrictions set by humans. I am afraid they are specifically targeted at humans. As long as a cultivator approaches this place and accidentally touches the restrictions, it will be sensed by the ancient race.
However, these restrictions that make human cultivators fearful and unwilling to encounter are like beacons for Wang Teng, pointing out a way for Wang Teng to find the ancient race. Although they are restrictions set by the ancient race, Wang Teng
But there is also a way to solve it, which is not difficult for him at all.
Here, he had to admire the creator of "Earth Immortal Record" back then. His ability was comparable to that of an immortal. Not only did he have a profound understanding of human beings, he also had extensive research on ancient races and other creatures.
Sneaking quietly into the ground ahead, Wang Teng suddenly stretched out two pairs of cyan wings from his back, leading him to glide gently in the low altitude. There were various complex runes surrounding these cyan wings, which could actively detect and
Dissolve the power of restrictions imposed by ancient races.
After gliding for a while, Wang Teng entered this land. The land here is vast and completely different from the landscape outside. Mountains are rarely seen. Instead, huge cracks and ravines can be seen from time to time.
Floating above the earth, I don’t know where it leads.
All kinds of demonic and demonic auras that make one's scalp numb and make people sweat from behind are constantly spreading out from the cracks, like mist floating around.
Wang Teng is now absolutely certain that this place is the settlement of ancient races, and it must be quite large. He has been wandering in the world of cultivation for quite some time, but he has never seen such a large-scale demon territory like this one.
In normal times, if a cultivator breaks into this place, he will definitely trigger the restriction and be sensed by the ancient race. However, Wang Teng used his superb spiritual gathering skills to avoid all the restrictions encountered along the way, and it was as if there was no one there.
realm.
The demon energy in front is getting stronger and stronger, and there are more and more huge underground cracks. There are extremely rich resources for ancient races to cultivate everywhere on the earth. Wang Teng is not interested in these resources. He mainly wants to find them.
Ancient race.
After half an hour, Wang Teng penetrated thousands of miles and finally found something. Above a huge underground crack, he saw two demons who looked like humans but were covered in scales. These two demons
The demon clan obviously also noticed Wang Teng, and they were all slightly startled, and then started laughing ferociously.
"A human race came to this place without triggering the restriction. How much luck does this require!" "This is not luck, this is his bad luck. This guy is mine. I want to eat him. It's been a long time."
I've eaten human flesh." The two demon cultivators were talking to each other, looking at Wang Teng as if they were looking at prey.
Wang Teng recognized the two types of demons at once. Judging from their grayish scales and the sharp horns on their heads, they were dark demons, an ancient species that likes to live in dark places.
Race.
The power of the dark demons is also quite terrifying. They use a special kind of energy, the dark demonic energy, which has powerful devouring, blackening, and freezing abilities, making cultivators change their colors.
The two dark demons in front of them have powerful auras. If they were placed in some ordinary areas in the Heavenly Emperor Realm, they would definitely be at the level of demon kings. Their cultivation is comparable to that of practitioners in the early stages of Nascent Soul. It would be difficult for disciples who are not giant forces to fight against them.
The ancient races have been fighting with humans since ancient times, and they naturally have a way to identify the cultivation level of human cultivators. These two dark demons easily saw that Wang Teng was in the Peilian realm, and there was a huge gap in strength between them.
He can be crushed to death with just one finger.
"He's mine. Don't argue with me. I haven't eaten human flesh for a long time." The two demons were not worried about Wang Teng escaping at all. Instead, they argued in demon language. No one wanted to give in.
who.
"Whoever meets us will get a share, and each of us will get half." In the end, the two dark demon tribes finally reached an agreement and planned to divide the money equally.
"You don't have to fight anymore, you are my prey today." With a smile on his lips, Wang Teng slowly walked towards the two dark demons and said in the demon language.
"You actually understand the language of our demons, it's not easy!" The two dark demons were both surprised. There are not many human cultivators in the Heavenly Emperor's Realm who can communicate with the demons, unless they specialize in studying ancient times.
Scholars of race.
"It's better if you understand better. Then you can hear his pitiful cry for mercy, tsk tsk tsk!" The sharp teeth in the mouth of a dark demon clan continued to rub together, and a hungry light shone in his eyes. He was two meters tall.
The demonic body began to press towards Wang Teng.
Most of the ancient races were born with strong bodies, much stronger than humans. The scales on the Dark Demon Race were like indestructible treasure armor, shining with gray. His palms as big as millstones appeared in the king's eyes in an instant.
On top of Teng's head, the sharp claws exuded a fierce aura and grabbed Wang Teng's head, trying to crush his head.
"Is this the power of the demon clan? It's nothing more than that." Wang Teng remained motionless, letting the guy's claws grab him. The sinister smile on the dark demon clan's face suddenly froze, with a look of horror on his face.
.
He felt that what his claws were grabbing was not a human head, but an indestructible spiritual stone. It was extremely difficult to even scratch a scratch on it.
"How could this happen? You have the terrifying fighting body of humans from ancient times?" The Dark Demon Clan reacted immediately, staring at Wang Teng solemnly, and retracted the sharp claws that grabbed Wang Teng.
Only the peerless geniuses and powerful combat bodies among humans are more powerful than the demonic bodies of the demons, and can even be compared to the peerless demonic bodies of the demons.
"Aren't you going to eat me? Why don't you take action?" Wang Teng said while shaking his body, only one step away from the dark demon clan.
"Ah!" The dark demon's eyes were horrified, and huge pressure arose in his heart, as if the person standing in front of him was not a human being, but a god of war.
"Dark Demon Fist." Without the slightest hesitation, this Dark Demon clan waved his fist, and black ink-like demonic energy surged out from his body, attached to the Demonic Fist, and kept smashing
To Wang Teng.
"Too slow, too weak!" Wang Teng suddenly stretched out his palms, caught the dark demon clan's fist like a stone, and then squeezed it tightly in his hands.
"Ah!" The Dark Demon clan cried out in pain. Severe pain came from his fist. His bones were crushed by Wang Teng, making a crisp snapping sound. The next moment, his fist was destroyed by Wang Teng.
Already.
"What? That guy, the Dark Demon Sword." At this moment, a sword light like ink jade fell from the sky, and was swung out by another Dark Demon, and it struck Wang Teng extremely domineeringly.
"Well done." Wang Teng didn't dodge, and with a burst of force, he grabbed the dark demon next to him and threw him towards the dark demon sword.
"No!" The dark demon clan yelled in horror. He was hit by the dark demon sword before he had time to dodge. His whole body was pierced, and a ball of black demonic essence rushed out from his mouth, trying to escape.
He ran away, but Wang Tengdi grabbed him with his right hand and held him firmly in his hand.