Just as Liang Yi and others entered the Xuantian Daojun Immortal Palace, the world of immortal cultivation also began to undergo drastic changes... Welcome to read

Deep in the extreme northern demon realm, there is a swamp that is extremely vast and finally filled with poison barriers. The towering trees can be seen everywhere in this swamp, and the spiritual energy is also extremely abundant. However, the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth here is thick, but it contains violent toxins. It is tantamount to seek death. There are many innate poisonous monsters living here. These monsters are born to refine spiritual energy that contains poison. After years of accumulation, the strange poison skills make people talk. Fortunately, these poisonous beasts are used to staying in the swamp and rarely go to the outside world to move, and outsiders don’t know much about them.

In this rift, hundreds of poisonous demons scattered everywhere in the swamp gathered in a small valley that was inconspicuous. These poisonous demons have all survived the thunder tribulation and turned into humans. However, these "people" skins are all dark green. The six people in the head even have vague poison spots on their faces. The six people are the kings in the swamp, the poisonous demons in the dispersed period.

I saw that these arrogant and domineering monsters were now looking at the slightest, as if they were waiting for something.

After a long time, a colorful spiritual light of one hundred feet in diameter fell from the thick mist. There was a faint figure shaking in the spiritual light. After only two breaths, the spiritual light dissipated, and more than thirty strange monks in gray robes and poisonous spots appeared on the spot. At the same time, more than 60 monks in strange clothes were also lying on the ground in great peace. These monks all had no breath and seemed to have died.

"Oh, I didn't expect that after I made enough preparations, nearly two-thirds of the people still failed to withstand the soul destruction of the rebellious passage." The middle-aged and old-faced Poison Cultivator sighed with a little regret. This person was different from other gray-robed monks. His face was so fair that he was completely different from the paleness of other monks. Even the momentum emitted by his body was much stronger than that of others.

"Master, don't be upset. The danger of cross-border rebellion channels is so dangerous that one-third of our fellow students can successfully go down to the world. Our success rate is already very high." A charming banshee wrapped in black veil behind him said in a charming voice.

"Okay, Qinglian, let everyone put away all the relics of the disciples." The long-faced cultivator waved his hand slightly, and then turned his eyes to the demon cultivators who had already knelt on the ground a hundred feet ahead and didn't dare to show their aura. "Hmph, the descendants of the Qingming Poison Sect are inferior to each generation."

"Okay, don't kneel down, let me feel upset."

When the demon cultivators heard this, they were as if they were granted a general amnesty. They kowtowed and thanked him repeatedly before they stood up carefully. At this time, the banshee covered in black veil also led other gray-robed monks to check all the bodies of the fallen fellow disciples.

"Master, what should we do next?" asked the black veil girl respectfully.

The long-faced monk: "Stay in the swamp first and make plans after I restore my magic power to the peak of the body refining stage."

The location of the Xingyue Sect’s sect, on Linyue Cliff, the great elder Yun Fan and the sect leader Chong Ling Pang Dao also led a group of fellow disciples to look at more than twenty fellow disciples in golden Taoist robes and nearly fifty lifelike corpses who descended with respect.

There are 23 cultivators in the lower realm of Xingyue Sect this time, 22 of whom are at the peak of the late stage of the divine division, and one of them is at the early stage of the body refining. This person is a fat man who looks only seventeen or eighteen years old. He always has a funny smile on his face, but his every move has a momentum of arrogant despising the world. Yun Fan, who is as good as a master in his cultivation, usually looks like a dilapidated house in front of him, as if he is a 100,000 miles away.

"Disciples, please come to see the ancestor!" Yun Fan led a group of Xingyue Sect cultivators to kneel down and greet him.

"Haha, get up," the little fat monk smiled and asked everyone to get up, and then turned his eyes to Yun Fan, "Yun Fan, right? I am not your ancestor. I am the master of your ancestor, haha."

Although Yun Fan and other monks of Xingyue Sect felt very uncomfortable when they heard this, they did not dare to show any unhappiness on their faces. "Yes, please see the Lord!" Yun Fan led all the disciples of Xingyue Sect to bow down again.

"Well, it's not bad!" The little fat man nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's not in vain that I spent a lot of money to make you still stay in this world after you advance to the body refining. This time, I brought some treasures from the upper world, and took advantage of this period to improve your cultivation to the peak of the body refining stage. At that time, we will have two body refining stage cultivators, and we will have greater confidence."

"Thank you for your support. I will do my best to repay you with your kindness." Yun Fan hurriedly thanked. However, the fat man waved his hand indifferently.

"According to the ancestors, even if we have two cultivators in the Body Refining Stage, aren't sure?" Yun Fan asked boldly.

The little fat man looked at Yun Fan with a squinting eyes and said, "You kid thinks about this matter too simply. As far as I know, at least five or six major forces that are bound to win this treasure have begun to take action. The old demon you encountered not long ago is a clone of the leader of one of the major forces, and it is an existence that even I have to deal with carefully."

"Thank you for your advice, Lord." Yun Fan said with a look of teaching.

"Boy, do it well!" the fat man nodded in praise and said, "If this happens, you will naturally enjoy endless benefits when you arrive in the upper realm."

In the square of Qilin Mountain's main peak in Tianyuan Realm, a grand welcoming ceremony was also being held, and the entire Qilin Mountain's main peak was martial law. Three elders in white robes led more than 200 Nascent Soul cultivators to look up at the sky with a solemn expression, until the colorful light fell, and then dispersed. More than 20 monks and nearly sixty cold corpses appeared on the spot.

"Oh, I thought that taking advantage of this space barrier to decline, the success rate would increase significantly. I didn't expect that these disciples would still be damaged." A white-haired and drooping old man in the lead had a hint of regret on his indifferent face.

"Where are Xu Lingxuan and Li Yuanying, why don't you see them?" The white-haired old man glanced at the cultivators who came to greet him. There was a hint of incomparable anger on his face.

Almost at the same time, the Tianlang Temple also welcomed a group of powerful people in the upper realm.

Such scenes are constantly being staged in the vast world of immortal cultivation, and each cultivator in the lower realm is led by an old demon in the early stage of body refining, and the other disciples are all at the peak of the late stage of distraction. After these people are lower than the world, they are quietly hiding within their own forces, and the outside world cannot know them at all.

For a long time afterwards, it seemed that he was subjected to some inexplicable constraints. The major forces in the Immortal Cultivation World were restrained a lot, and even small-scale conflicts rarely occurred. The entire Immortal Cultivation World was terrifying.
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