Er Feng'er and other teachers are all brothers, and almost every one of them has the cultivation level of forming pills... Han" Songzi. Even in the Ten Thousand Beast Sect, he is the mainstay. The main force among the younger generation, the future strong man of the sect,
They are the true core disciples. Compared with the inner disciples and outer disciples, I don’t know how many times more important they are.
Their natal soul tablets are also placed in the sect and are constantly monitored. Once there is a change, a disciple will immediately report to the sect and capture the last moments of their death.
Therefore, the Ten Thousand Beast Sect actually knew the news of Wang Feng'er's death a few months ago when Wang Feng'er and the others fell, and also got the last scene before his fall.
The light of the sword, a golden light of the sword!!
The terrifying aura emanating from the sword light can be clearly felt even from the intercepted impression. The owner of the sword light is absolutely powerful to an incredible level.
"Feng'er, don't worry, no matter what, this master will definitely avenge this blood revenge for you. This time I will move the Southern Barbarians to the ground, kill all the monsters in the Southern Barbarians, and capture the hands of the middle-aged monks of Ten Thousand Beast Mountain.
With his back behind his back, his waist as straight as a pine tree, he looked up at the rolling mountains of Nanman. His eyes showed the slightest indifference, as if he was indifferent to all things. His body naturally showed that kind of worldly and aloof temperament. It was a kind of contempt for ordinary creatures.
A look like an ant's.
"Master, the Nanman are about to arrive." Behind the middle-aged monk, a young monk in his twenties came forward respectfully, looking confident: "This time we have brought more than a thousand monks with us.
With the inner disciples of basic cultivation, the thirty core disciples with the strength of forming pills, and the powerful combat power of Master, you, the Nascent Soul monk, no matter how many demon clans there are in the Southern Barbarians, they will not be able to escape their demise this time.
The outcome will be to avenge the bloodshed for Senior Sister." His expression was full of compliments, and he even flattered the middle-aged monk intentionally or unintentionally.
To the ears of the middle-aged monk, it was naturally very pleasing to the ears. However, there was not much expression in his expression. He just nodded slightly and said: "Zhong Qing, although it is as you said, the Nanman still has some strength and can be silent.
They buried you, Senior Sister Feng'er, in the mountains and forests without any interest. Not even one of the several alchemy-forming monks could escape. According to the deacon disciple guarding the Lingpai Pavilion, the natal spiritual tablets of Feng'er and the others were broken at the same time. It can be seen that,
The time between their deaths should not be long. In this small place like Nanman, I'm afraid there is some powerful old demon hiding in it." From his words, it can be seen that he is not a completely arrogant person, there are some things that are always there in the bottom of his heart.
Among the monks who can cultivate to the Nascent Soul, which one will be Jiang Dan?
"So what if there is an old demon? Can you be stronger than Master? You know, Master, you are in the world of cultivating immortals. However, you are one of the top ten monks in the Nascent Soul stage. Bai Zhongqing complimented you without hesitation.
The middle-aged monk in front of him is almost the same as what he said. In the world of immortal cultivation, Yang Xuan is known as the "Beast Demon", and his guardian spirit beast is what he experienced when he went to the "Return to the Void Land".
In the face of a near-death crisis, a young mantis born in a net was stolen from the nest of an iron-winged mantis. Since the pill formation stage, he has been cultivating it with all his efforts. Until now, the strength of this guardian spirit beast has reached
An extremely horrifying situation.
Relying on it, one can occupy the top ten positions among the Nascent Soul monks among the many Nascent Soul monks in the world of immortal cultivation.
"Needless to say, we are about to arrive at the Southern Barbarians. At that time, you will lead the three hundred disciples to guard the Lingyun Boat and monitor the four directions. No demons are allowed to leave. Others, follow me and meet with me for a while in the Southern Barbarians.
A strong man." Yang Xuan proudly began to command his disciples.
The Lingyun boat underfoot was very fast and very large. It could accommodate thousands of monks, and it didn't feel crowded at all. As he spoke, he had already arrived in front of the Nanman.
"The Southern Barbarian monsters dare to kill my beloved disciple. Could it be that they are deceiving the people of my Ten Thousand Beast Sect? Today, I will let you, the remnants of the monster clan, sacrifice your life for my disciple in order to sacrifice the spirit in heaven!"...
Yang Xuan stood proudly on the bow of the ship. With the infusion of true energy, Yang Xuan's words spread over the entire southern barbarian sky. At the same time, his body shook, and the tyrannical pressure belonging to the Yuanying monk immediately swung away like a tide in all directions.
Wherever he passed, there was an intention to suppress all living beings beneath him.
Those ordinary birds and animals naturally felt like Mount Tai was pressing down on them, and they fell down one after another.
"The Ten Thousand Beasts Sect is so majestic. How dare you boast about slaughtering our southern barbarians."
At this time, a momentum also rose among the Southern Barbarians, with a light aura. There was no overbearing intimidation from Yang Xuan, but there was a continuous artistic conception, as if flowers were flying, blooming all year round, and full of vitality.
Vigorous, he just blocked the tyrannical pressure, and the two momentums clashed brazenly. The invisible collision caused the clouds and mist over Nanman to roll violently and change in thousands of ways. The sound suddenly started like thunder.
"Bullshit monk, if you dare to come to my southern barbarian, you can come as much as you want. I, Lao Hei, can you stay here as much as you want?"
Agitated by Yang Xuan's momentum, the old insects and several tyrannical demonic auras rose into the sky like wolf smoke. They called each other, the six ape kings, the red-crowned crane king, the golden lion king, the crow king, and so on, many demons.
The Beast King is not the overlord of one party, not to mention that the demon race and the human race have long been in a life-and-death situation. How can they have a good attitude? They roared and howled one after another.
"Huh, what you say is nothing but lies. The higher the level of cultivation, the more you see life and death under your hands. Disciples, follow me and go to meet the demon king of the Southern Barbarians." Oak Xuan tried his best with his aura, and he showed up easily.
Among the Southern Barbarians, the only one who can truly feel threatened is the owner of that light aura at the beginning.
The aura was not inferior to his at all. The owner of that aura was definitely a demon king.
Without thinking, he immediately took a group of disciples from the Lingyun boat and took the lead, heading directly towards the center of the Nanman and rushing towards them quickly.
At this time, all the demons in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons were moving.
Recently, there have been many spiritual beasts born in the valley. In total, the total number has been more than six thousand. At this time, they all gathered on the grass in the valley under the leadership of Chi Huo and others.
Chihuo, Yingkong and the other five "met in an empty place and gathered together.
The red fire bull's eye swept over and said in a deep voice: "Everyone should have heard the cry of the monk just now. As expected by the king, these despicable monks took advantage of the king's departure to go to the secret realm of the demon.
Come and make a surprise attack. You should still remember what the king ordered before he left."
"Yingkong never dares to forget what the king said." Yingkong's eyes shot out a sharp light, with a hint of determination.
"Yes, the king is so powerful. He has already predicted that those monks will definitely come to attack our southern barbarians, and he has been prepared for it. He has anticipated the enemy's opportunity, and now is the time for us to make a contribution." Bai Susu's eyes were filled with confusion.
Full of inexplicable admiration, she cried out sweetly.
"Okay, let's all work separately, Yingkong. Since you are the fastest, you can rush to Baihua Valley to find Empress Chen Xi. Do as the king ordered." Now, Emperor Shitian in the valley is not here, and Chi Huo is the boss.
The boss, who was in charge of the overall situation, rolled his eyes and immediately began to give instructions in a deep voice.
"howl!!"
Yingkong didn't hesitate at all. He flapped his wings, soared into the sky, let out an eagle cry, and quickly headed towards the Baihua Valley.
For a time, Nanman was already in the turbulent times.
Although the Southern Barbarian Monster Clan had long expected that such a day would come sooner or later, it was the Ten Thousand Beast Sect, a large sect, that came and sent out a thousand disciples, none of whom were under the Foundation Establishment. Among them, Yang Xuan, a Yuan
The Yingqiang. This force, taken together, is terrifying. This is a powerful force that will defeat the Southern Barbarians in one fell swoop.
Under this situation, the Southern Barbarians seemed to be at a critical moment of life and death.
However, the affairs of the Nanman are still a bit far away from Emperor Shitian. Being in the secret realm of the Heavenly Demon, let alone not knowing about it, even if it is known, it is impossible to rush back in a short time.
But he said that Emperor Shitian stepped into the purple divine pillar that reaches the sky. After his whole body was completely inside, he didn't see any changes. There was not even a trace of signs. The scenery in front of him began to change in vain. Looking at the place where he was,
It's completely different.
"spray!!"
Emperor Shitian shuddered in vain. A bone-chilling cold air seemed to ignore the strength of the demon body, and mysteriously poured into his body from the hundreds of thousands of pores around his body. For a moment, he couldn't help but take a breath in his mouth.
It's cool, but when I inhale, a cold air pours into my throat, so cold that it almost freezes all the blood in my body.
"call!!"
He took out a heavy breath. As soon as he exhaled the warm breath, some ice crystals formed in front of his eyes and fell to his feet with a crisp sound.
"What kind of cold energy is this? It turns out that even my demonic body, which I have tempered countless times and is so powerful that even those magic weapons and flying swords of slightly inferior quality cannot hurt at all, will feel the bone-chilling coldness. Even my blood will almost freeze.
Where does this terrible cold come from?"
Emperor Shitian's expression changed. You must know that with his current strength, even if he does not use the demon element, no matter whether it is hot or cold, it will not cause any damage to him. But as soon as the net appears, the cold air rushes into his body desperately.
There is still no way to naturally resist drilling, it is simply terrifying.
I'm afraid that the nine-yin cold wind above the nine heavens is nothing more than this.
Under this cold air, Emperor Shitian couldn't help but circulate the demon essence, letting the demon essence flow continuously in his meridians, resisting the terrible cold air outside the body. Only then did he have the mind to start to look at the surrounding scene.
Come.
Looking at it, I couldn't help but frown slightly.
All I saw was a vast expanse of white everywhere around me, and heavy snowflakes were falling down from my head.
Underfoot is a thick piece of ice. Two to three inches of white snow has accumulated on the ice. (To be continued)