Whenever there is an opportunity to reach the level of Quasi-Saint Emperor and successfully kill the top power of the three corpses, no one will not miss the supreme Dao Fruit of the Hunyuan Saint.
However, since the birth of intelligent beings in the chaotic void, no one has been heard of who can truly touch this supreme realm.
In the long history of all the worlds, countless amazing and brilliant powers have emerged. There are human races, alien races, and innate beings. They all have great wisdom, great supernatural powers, and great luck. Great blessings. Some lucky people were once considered to have great hope of attaining enlightenment and becoming saints, taking the step towards ultimate transcendence and eternal freedom.
However, many kalpas have passed, and these great beings who were once all-powerful and the protagonists of a great era have all come to an end, either actively or passively, and together with their past great achievements, have been completely lost in the long river of time.
The Immortal Master Gai Ying is also a very powerful person in the Luojia Dynasty. Naturally, he knows how terrifying the top secluded experts in the Divine Dynasty are. , and has gone a long way in this realm, and is almost within reach of the true supreme realm of a saint.
However, even such a powerful being does not dare to say that he is sure to take that step. Why does this strange and beautiful girl in front of him, who seems to have an "ordinary" level of cultivation, dare to be so sure that he can take that step not far away? Will you achieve enlightenment and become a saint in the future?
Linghu Xuelan tilted her head slightly and gave Qin Muling a warning look calmly. Then she smiled and said to Immortal Gui Ying: "We will accept the thank you gift from fellow Taoist. If there is a chance in the future, I will wait for you." Of course you can go to worship God Luojia!"
"In that case, I'm waiting for my sisters to come visit me in the future!"
Immortal Master Gai Ying smiled and saluted again, turned around and retreated with many female cultivators, and returned to the boudoir in the embroidered building.
"Sister, are we leaving now?"
A beautiful female cultivator in white next to her asked, since this place is too dangerous and unpredictable, and opportunities are hard to come by, why not everyone return to Luojia Divine Dynasty, so that they can at least escape safely.
Immortal Master Gai Ying looked around, and saw that more and more monks were following their footsteps and entering the cave. Many of them were notorious and lawless people, and the order in the place was inevitably somewhat chaotic.
"Let's wait and see first!"
She said softly: "Those crazy demonic aliens can do almost anything. If there is some conflict later... we can also lend a helping hand and form a good relationship."
If nothing else, just look at the beautiful girl's heaven-defying method just now. She is the only one who can look at all the heavens and all the worlds. If she can be used by the Luojia Dynasty in the future... even if she is just a guest, it can benefit the Divine Dynasty. Endless. Don’t forget that in the secret realms of the Divine Dynasty, there are countless elders and powerful men who have been sleeping due to serious injuries for hundreds of millions of years!
Therefore, even if it involves a lot of risks, Immortal Master Gui Ying is willing to give it a try. As long as he can forge friendship with Qin Muling and his party, it is completely worth paying the price.
Here, Qin Muling began to pluck the wool with concentration, staring at the portraits of the creatures in the giant mural, brushing them one by one, group by group, from easy to difficult.
Anyway, no matter how many opponents appear at one time or how terrifying their strength is, as long as he protects himself with the Divine Cauldron of the Other Side of the Void and the Infinite Origin Bell, then manifests the phantom of the green lotus, and burns and purifies it with the immeasurable clear brilliance purple energy, he will be able to
There is nothing that cannot be dealt with.
Every few dozen breaths to hundreds of breaths, Qin Muling can successfully complete a round. After harvesting the power of the opponent's destiny, his consciousness will exit the mysterious space, and he will have one more good thing in his hand.
of trophies.
As time went by, in the eyes of the Ice Toad Emperor and the girls, the canopy of luck above Qin Muling's head became thicker and more intense, and various strange phenomena appeared. Deep in the golden light and purple air of solid merit, something mysterious and mysterious was brewing.
The change.
Qin Muling has more and more harvests in his hands, including different grades of acquired treasures, innate spiritual treasures, innate spiritual objects, various martial arts books, Taoist puppets, talisman pills... and even the innate Hongmeng treasure, all in one piece
One after another, he pocketed everything, so much so that even the senior sisters around him felt a little jealous.
He is reaping the benefits here, but the other monks in front of the giant mural are not so relaxed. From time to time, the screams of injured monks will be heard, mixed with all kinds of vicious slanders and curses, and then with the help of his companions
He was busy recovering from his injuries.
This is still considered lucky. Those who are not lucky enough often die with bleeding from their orifices. Their souls are completely swallowed by the creatures in the giant murals, leaving only their lifeless bodies lying on the ground.
Even the ancient beasts, ancient beasts, and monster giants that were as big as mountains began to be injured, or even died secretly, and their bodies were taken away by the tribesmen who were traveling with them.
Some monks who were quick to see the opportunity had quietly evacuated the place where this was happening. Since there was no benefit to be gained anyway, it was better to save their lives.
However, more unwilling ones still stubbornly chose to stay. With ferocious eyes, they were like a group of vultures looking for food, quietly dormant and waiting for the right opportunity.
As the day and night passed quietly, Qin Muling was still working tirelessly on the wool, and the many harvests in the space inside his body had piled up like mountains.
At this time, the total number of monks who died in the field was thousands, and the number of injured was ten times higher. One group left and another came, and there were more than 100,000 monks who were still stranded.
Linghu Xuelan and the other girls were not moved by this at all. In their long monastic careers, they had seen scenes more tragic than this countless times, so naturally they would not feel anything wrong.
Everyone knows the darkness and cruelty of the spiritual world. As long as you dare to go out and mess around, you will either kill or be killed in order to compete for opportunities. There is no such thing as a harmonious atmosphere, where you are good, I am good, and everyone is good.
At this time, due to the successive attempts of many monks, about 30% of the massive portraits of creatures in the giant murals have disappeared. This means that they have exhausted their power and will no longer be manifested in the mysterious space.
However, the remaining nearly 70% of the creatures are obviously more difficult to deal with, and they do not appear alone, but often in a large group, and they will die if they are not careful.
For example, this time, after Qin Muling entered his consciousness again, a small-scale army appeared in front of him. Hundreds of humanoids with heavy armor and long weapons in their hands were arranged in a neat military formation to surround and kill him.
And arrived.
In such a terrifying battle, even Linghu Xuelan, the Supreme Demon Emperor, would have to pay a huge price to win the battle.
Fortunately, Qin Muling does not need to compete with them head-on. As long as he concentrates on defense and delays for enough time, the clear purple energy of Qinglian created by the innate Hongmeng will purify all difficult enemies.
After hundreds of breaths, as the last humanoid creature turned into nothingness in the clear purple air, a large golden-purple cloud merged into the canopy of luck above Qin Muling's head.
When he opened his eyes again, Qin Muling found that there was an extraordinarily exquisite sapphire glazed box in his hand. It was a large-capacity space magic weapon, with hundreds of supreme-grade heavenly medicine seeds of various shapes sealed inside.
The upper realm and the starry sky of Taixu are types that have never appeared in the mysterious realm of mist.
"It's really a good thing. As long as you take it back and cultivate it carefully, with your ability, little junior brother, it will be put to use soon!"
Linghu Xuelan said with a full smile. Many of the original Alchemy Sutras harvested previously contained many prescriptions for the Hongmeng Dao Golden Pill. The types of medicinal materials required were unheard of. Now with these seeds, there is a problem with the raw materials of medicinal herbs.
It was solved naturally.
"Well, I hope there will be more good things like this!"
Qin Muling said that in this great world of death, there must be many lost supreme-level seeds of heavenly medicine. If he could collect them all, it would undoubtedly be the most ideal result for him.
He felt that if he could take away all the good things in this giant mural, it would mean that a large part of the entire world would fall into his hands, and the benefits could not be measured in terms of specific value.
Of course, Qin Muling is harvesting as much as he can here, but the other monks in the field are not so lucky.
For them, every good thing they get means the end of one or more lives, and more monks are injured and have to withdraw quietly.
It's just that the treasures are so touching. Stimulated by one high-value harvest after another, there are still many monks who grit their teeth and persevere, hoping that they can become the next lucky one.
In the blink of an eye, another two days and two nights have passed, and Qin Muling has already reaped the benefits. Even the heavy weapons restricted by the forty-five-level innate Hongmeng Baozhuan, various top-notch cultivation techniques, and the top-notch powerful Dharma protectors
He has collected a lot of rare and rare treasures that he has never heard of before.
As for the number of life portraits on the giant murals, less than 10% are left at this moment, and most of them were taken away by Qin Muling. As for the remaining monks who paid a heavy price, they can only get some benefits that are no different from leftovers at best.
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As the number of unlucky monks increased significantly, the situation on the field began to change subtly. Linghu Qingya saw with her own eyes that a group of only fifteen monks had their combat effectiveness greatly reduced due to injuries.
Ten evil cultivators swarmed up and killed them all like chopping melons and vegetables. All the magic weapons and property on their bodies were taken away and divided up.
With the example at the beginning, things like this will not be able to stop the car in the future. Certain teams with a small number of people and insufficient strength will naturally become the first targets of those guys, and blood will flow all over the ground.
The brilliance of various magic weapons and spiritual treasures complement each other, and roars and screams occur one after another. From time to time, monks will be beaten until their bones are left, their souls turn to ashes, and the huge cave is in chaos.
"...Senior sister, what should we do now?"
Qin Muling frowned and asked. His team was not large, and they were all female cultivators. They looked very easy to bully.
But once he confronts those red-eyed guys, he won't be able to continue harvesting opportunities. Maybe even this cave will be destroyed by the end of the fight.
"It's okay, you can just be busy with your own business, we will take care of the troubles outside!"
Linghu Xuelan said indifferently, the senior sisters are now in peak condition, and there are many female cultivators from the Luojia Dynasty who are willing to help, so I don’t believe those guys can do anything to them!
Qin Muling nodded, speeding up the progress of harvesting opportunities, even temporarily improving his cultivation level at the cost of burning life span, so that he could eliminate as many creatures as possible in the mural in the shortest possible time, thus harvesting enough
the benefits of.
After his consciousness entered the mysterious space again, Qin Muling saw a real legion in front of him. Thousands of humanoids were arranged in formation.
A strange demon with top-notch powerful strength.
However, in front of Qin Muling, whose cultivation had been temporarily improved to the realm of slaying the three corpses, such a big scene was nothing. The Qinghui Purple Qi, which had a greatly increased lethality, burned and purified them to dryness in just dozens of breaths.
Clean, nothing left.
The golden and purple cloud energy, which represents the power of luck and fate, rolled in and merged into the canopy of luck above Qin Muling's head without any hindrance.
At the same time, Qin Muling had in his hand a set of gorgeous dark blue gold woven brocade robes with star and cloud patterns, which contained forty-seven important weapons prohibited by the innate Hongmeng seal script, and was a treasure suitable for his own use.
It's just that... Qin Muling looked at the extravagant and gorgeous palace dress on her body and smiled helplessly. With so many women's clothes to wear, she probably wouldn't have many opportunities to wear them.
"... Fairy, please do me a favor and heal our brother's injuries!"
Suddenly, dozens of black-robed monks covered in blood, with cold and stern faces and sinister auras rushed over, shouting harshly.
They had secretly noticed this team of female nuns, and after a long period of spying and weighing, they finally made up their mind to do this and take their harvest as their own.
"roll!"
Linghu Xuelan glanced at them with an indifferent expression and scolded them coldly.
The leading demon cultivator's face suddenly turned ugly, and his murderous intent was revealed: "So, the fairy is not willing to reward you? Aren't you afraid of death?"
They have done so many things of killing people and stealing goods, it is inevitable that these demon cultivators will leave some injuries on their bodies. This time they came to threaten Qin Muling and his party, just to cause trouble. As long as they surrender, they will turn against them and control them immediately after their injuries are healed, and everyone will benefit.
Take it away together.
If they refuse, they can also turn against each other and take action. Anyway, there are less than twenty of them, and their cultivation level does not seem to be very high. We have an absolute advantage here, so taking down the opponent is not a problem.
Hundreds of ferocious-looking demon cultivators swarmed over, all eager to try, ready to take action if they disagreed.
"I see you bitches are tired of living!"
Linghu Xuelan sneered slightly, and twelve graceful and graceful figures quietly emerged around them, and immediately turned into twelve sharp swords that exuded terrifying killing intent.
The next moment, thousands of destructive sword energies fell like a gust of wind and rain, drowning all the demon cultivators.
"For the shameless bitch!"
The leader roared angrily: "Kill them all... no, we must capture them alive! When everyone is happy enough, we will sell them to the lowest-grade brothel!"
Thousands of innate spiritual treasures were sacrificed one after another. Electricity surged in the field, wind, clouds and thunder, earth, fire, water and wind swept across the entire field. Many Taoist puppets were summoned and transformed under the focused fire attacks of countless powerful supernatural spells.
For nothing.
The Ice Toad Emperor, Linghu Qingya and the girls used all their strength to protect Qin Muling in the middle. With the protection of many top-notch innate Hongmeng treasures, they were not at a disadvantage for a while.
"A bunch of ants who don't know the heights of the world, you don't have to go back today, just stay here!"
As the cold and murderous voice of the Immortal Master Gai Ying sounded, hundreds of millions of hazy sword shadows swept across the audience...
