Three months later, 170,000 miles south of the Death Abyss, on a large rolling mountain, Zhuang Wudao stood there crouched, looking into the distance thoughtfully.
This is the place where he and the two external incarnations meet, and at this moment, in Zhuang Wudao's hand, there is a blood-colored sphere, slowly rotating. It trembles from time to time, as if trying to escape from his hands, but unfortunately, Zhuang Wudao's true
He was suppressed with all his strength, unable to move at all.
This is the demon blood that Zhuang Wudao and his two incarnations have collected over the past three months. He has been working non-stop for three months. In addition to the troublesome tracking, his incarnation encountered several fourth-level monsters two or three times.
Apart from the siege, the process went smoothly. However, in the end, he still failed to recover all the demon blood.
There were still eight drops left outside, and those taken back by Zhuang Wudao were a total of 123 drops, most of which were gathered into this blood ball.
Zhuang Wudao did not destroy them, but put them together.
This is also the essence and blood of the demon lord, but it is diluted at least a hundred times compared to the three drops Zhuang Wudao obtained decades ago. But even so, it is still a coveted thing in the eyes of the demon monks in this world. The value is even there.
On top of three drops of demon lord's essence and blood, because the latter cannot be refined by demon cultivators who have not reached the immortal realm, it is not something they can tolerate.
And what he has in hand, as long as he is not afraid of the wrath of the demon lord who may resurrect in the future, is enough to enable an ordinary soul demon cultivator to improve his ranking by at least two hundred places on the Tianji Monument or to make a foundation-building demon
Cultivate, in just twenty years, achieve the realm of Yuanshen
In comparison, the seventh-level Yin Demon Blood Sunflower is nothing at all——
It's a pity that King Abiping is not interested in this object at all, and the curse seal has no response.
It was estimated that even if he sacrificed his blood, he would not get anything good, so Zhuang Wudao completely gave up the idea. Naturally, he did not intend to use this material to fight against the evil cultivators and threaten Li Chen.
The reason for collecting this demonic blood is to use it as a medium to detect and sense the whereabouts of other drops of demonic blood.
But at this moment, Zhuang Wudao's attention was not on the blood ball in his hand, but on the cave a thousand miles away, also hidden in a mountain range.
This mountain range is roughly similar to Nanping Zhu Mountain, and it is also full of spiritual energy. It is a spiritual place that can be compared with the Nanping Mountain Range and Tiannan Forest Sea of Lichen Sect.
If you can fly two hundred thousand feet into the sky and look down at this time, you will find that the location here corresponds exactly to the Nanping Mountains and the Demon Cave. It is the fish eye of the Yin and Yang fish, which is the two eyes of Yin and Yang in the Tai Chi Diagram.
Even the topography is very different. If there is any difference between the two places, it is that the underground cave is not filled with cold evil energy, but hot lava.
"It is indeed a Chaos Tai Chi"
Zhuang Wudao's eyes were slightly focused, and thousands of thoughts were flashing through his mind. At this moment, there was both strong curiosity and a trace of fear in his chest - not for anything else, but the fear of the truth.
Taking a deep breath, Zhuang Wudao suppressed his distracting thoughts, and then subconsciously glanced behind him. About three thousand miles away, there was an old man with a tiger face, who also had cold eyes.
looked at him.
It was a fourth-level great demon who was actually the Purple Void Wind Tiger. About two months ago, Zhuang Wudao met him when he was chasing the demon blood. One man and one demon, in a place a hundred thousand miles away.
There, the battle lasted a whole day.
Except for two incarnations and "measuring the sky with magic", Zhuang Wudao used almost all methods, and could only gain the upper hand. The name of this tiger demon was clearly not in the Tianji Monument, and his bloodline had not been purified to the level of divine blood.
.But his strength is not inferior to Mu Yuanxuan, who is ranked first in the Tianji Monument. He may even be better just because this person clearly had reservations in that battle and did not give his best.
Even if Zhuang Wudao tried to cheat in the end and let the recovered sword spirit control his body on his behalf, it would still be a draw.
Among all the monsters in the world, there are many beasts that are especially favored by the ancestors' bloodline. Not only do their cultivation realms improve beyond those of their kind, but after their bloodline enters the Saint Transformation stage, they can also attract the favor of the ancestors' war spirits.
Awakening a magical power that boils blood often comes at the cost of lifespan. In more serious cases, it even requires burning the power of degenerated blood. However, correspondingly, this boiling blood can increase combat power.
Moreover, the strength of boiling blood varies, some are more than ten times stronger, and some are only about 10 to 20%, insignificant, and have many limitations. However, this 'Purple Void Wind Tiger' is the best among them.
Fortunately, the demon was not demonized and could still communicate. After both parties were helpless, Zhuang Wudao finally solved the misunderstanding with a drop of demon blood.
However, for more than two months after that, the great demon followed him, always maintaining a distance of three thousand miles, watching and monitoring from a distance. Occasionally, when Zhuang Wudao was at a loss, he would directly help him.
But with such a big demon behind him, no one can feel at ease, even if the other party doesn't show much hostility on the surface.
Especially when I am about to enter such a dangerous place——
Zhuang Wudao couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, but he didn't show it at all on his face. He asked calmly: "The matter of the demon blood is over. I can't find more for the time being. But there seems to be something famous in this fire cave. I want to
Let’s go inside and take a look, maybe Brother Tiger wants to accompany him?”
If we really want to follow them again, there will definitely be another big battle. And this time, the winner will have to be decided.
The tiger-faced demon looked deeply at Zhuang Wudao and said nothing. It wasn't until Zhuang Wudao felt something strange that he spoke: "This place is called Huoyun Cave. The fire element beasts in this area
, everyone likes to bathe here. But in the past seven thousand years, I have seen two human monks like you enter."
Zhuang Wudao was startled, and his expression turned to surprise: "Is this happening? I wonder if Brother Tiger can tell the identity of these two people?"
But there is a faint disbelief in my heart. The seven thousand year old purple virtual wind tiger has actually lived for seven thousand years. Even if it is a divine beast, it is impossible for it to live for three thousand years with a fourth-level body.
As for the monster beasts with the fourth-level saint bloodline, their lifespan is extremely limited, which is only 1,600 years.
Demonic beasts have a long lifespan, but they grow slowly. Like Yuan Bai, he has advanced very quickly among demon cultivators, but he is already more than 700 years old at this time. In other words, at his peak, Yuan Bai
They can only live for four to five hundred years at most, which is not much longer than the human race.
The tiger-faced demon obviously saw Zhuang Wudao's disbelief, but he didn't care: "You can call me Jin Taiji. This was given to me by a cultivator named Xuan Xiao six thousand years ago.
Name."
"Xuan Xiao?"
Zhuang Wudao's heart stirred up again: "That's an ancestor of Zhuang's sect."
In other words, if Jin Taiji's words are true, then Patriarch Xuan Xiao six thousand years ago also entered the Fire Cloud Cave when he was sweeping the bad land in the extreme south.
But why is there no record in the practice notes left by Patriarch Xuan Xiao? There is not even a few words in the Lichen Sect to explain to future generations.
Something as important as this should never go unnoticed to future generations.
"The ancestor of fellow Taoist? As expected, the power of thunder and fire exerted by you two is similar in nature. Although your Taoist skills are not as good as his, the power of thunder and fire you can control is even better than him."
Jin Taiji's expression was indifferent, and his tone was also calm: "Six thousand years ago, I received his guidance and help to achieve the blood of the Saint. However, he also used this favor and asked me to swear to suppress the south for him in my lifetime.
Bad land, don’t let the demons in the bad land invade from the north. Do you know why?"
Zhuang Wudao was silent and listened with half-closed eyes. He thought that the Lichen Sect has been free from disasters for thousands of years. Is it because of this Jin Taiji?
"Just because I had an unexpected encounter when I was young, I once took a Xuanchi Zhuguo, and I was born with a life span of eight thousand years. My natural bloodline is not as good as other people of my race, but if I live for a long time, I will naturally be able to live longer than others.
The demon cultivator is stronger."
Jin Taiji seemed to be sneering, but also seemed to be mocking himself: "I remember that in the year of Thousand Years of Life, I had just entered the third level. At that time, with the help of your ancestor, it only took two hundred years. Not only did my bloodline transform into
Saint, it was easier to reach the peak of the fourth level. At that time
I am ignorant, and I am extremely grateful to your ancestor. When Xuan Xiao tempted me to swear an oath, I failed to realize the trap. But for the next six thousand years, I had to work hard for this oath, and I could not find peace for a day.
.In the past six thousand years, there have been countless bloody battles.”