squeak!

The Earth Rock Rat on the other side found the Tianluo Ancestor's natal magic weapon [Wind and Cloud Fan] from the body of the blood-armored man. It is the sect's sect-controlling magic weapon that has been passed down for thousands of years.

In addition to several third-level talismans, there is also a scorpion-tailed needle-shaped magic weapon in his sleeve, which is a top-grade magic weapon with sinister plots.

It is normal for Tianluo Ancestor not to have a fourth-level spiritual talisman.

Because in the past five hundred years in the Wei Dao Alliance, there has been no fourth-level Fu Lu Grandmaster, but there have been six demonic sects.

Even if I have one or two in stock, I have already used them after going through the demonic war and being chased by the Blood Bat King.

The Earth Rock Rat activates earth spells to quickly destroy corpses and eliminate traces.

Lu Changan collected the loot and did not check the space ring and the Nine Seal Monument.

The Nascent Soul Lord in the distance is still fighting fiercely, and this place is not within the scope of spiritual consciousness.

Whoosh!

He immediately activated a third-level escape talisman and quickly evacuated the scene while True Monarch Nascent Soul had no time to take care of it.

At this moment, the man from Daqing Middle Territory has not yet entered the Seven Nations Alliance.

Lu Changan must seize the time to sort out the memory ocean of the Tianluo Patriarch in the Nine-Seal Monument and search for other Nascent Soul objects, including the whereabouts of the Tianying Fruit.

…

at the same time.

To the southwest of the Seven Nations, in the plains a hundred thousand miles away.

A Nascent Soul-level battle has been going on for a long time, leaving craters on the plain grass.

In the sky, the twelve green black wooden swords each turned into ten feet, breathing out green light, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, just like spring silkworms spinning silk, weaving into a wooden sword formation covering hundreds of feet in radius.

In the sword formation, the green sword light filled with reincarnations of ancient trees was densely shuttling and flashing, exuding the chilling aura of withering autumn.

"Shenjun Aoki, you actually hide such strength!"

In the wooden sword formation, an old man in black robes, dripping with sweat, controlled a dragon-coiling staff and danced a mist black dragon with uncertain reality, struggling to withstand the trapping attacks of the sword formation.

There were many shocking bloodstains on the robe of this Demonic Nascent Soul, and he was seriously injured.

The surface of the Coiling Dragon Staff in his hand also left scars of damaged swords.

This person's strength is no less than that of the Blood Bat King and the Ancient Sword Master, but he was beaten to the point where he was unable to resist.

"To be able to sustain a hundred breaths under Ben Zhenjun's 'Qingxuan Sword Formation', you are worthy of being a senior elder of the Fantasy Palace."

The elegant figure controlling the sword array was a man in green robes, with a plump face, a vicissitude in his eyes, a face as old as time, and an indifferent tone.

"Shenjun Aoki! Let me leave, otherwise the Six Demonic Sects will make you pay the price!"

True Lord Fulong spit out a mouthful of blood and yelled in anger.

The magic power he burst out gradually ran out of energy. As he spoke, the protective shield on his body made a "chi" sound, and was cut open by the sword light, leaving another trace of blood.

True Lord Fulong felt remorseful. While he was patrolling, the formation sensor detected an abnormality and encountered "True Lord Aoki" from the Central Daqing Territory.

Rumor has it that Lord Aoki is mediocre in strength and seldom fights, so Lord Fulong wants to win him.

Even if one person alone cannot kill him, as long as he entangles this person and cooperates with the Demon Lord who comes later, he will definitely be able to kill him.

Unexpectedly, Lord Aoki's strength is beyond the imagination of the world.

He actually owns a set of twelve magic swords made of fourth-grade mid-grade Qingxuan wood, and has also forged a powerful sword array.

The offensive power of that sword array is no less than that of a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

"Hmph! I am backed by the ten sects of Xuanmen. How can I be afraid of the six demonic sects? Your Excellency first acted cruelly, and now you threaten me. Don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword."

The man in green robe is calm and composed, and his evergreen magic power is long and endless.

Tsk tsk tsk!

His eyes were cold and stern, and he kneaded the secret in his hand, further compressing the Qingxuan Sword Formation and increasing its power, destroying Zhenjun Fulong's defensive magic weapon.

With a roar, Zhenjun Fulong was left with dense blood marks on his body, and his body exploded.

"Shenjun Aoki! The Six Demonic Sects will not let you go—"

True Lord Fulong's Nascent Soul spirit body escaped, attached itself to the Coiling Dragon Staff, roared, and escaped from the gap in the sword array in the blink of an eye.

The Yuanying spirit body that issued the threat did not notice the trace of ridicule on the lips of the man in green robes after escaping from the sword formation.

Strands of silver light suddenly emerged from the void, turning into silver chains that flashed with arcs, trapping the escaped Nascent Soul spirit body.

"Trapped Shensuo! How could this Xuanmen treasure be in your hands——"

The silver wire arc on the surface of the Nascent Soul spirit body sizzled, and it struggled motionless. It was quickly captured by the powerful hands of Lord Aoki and sealed into a jade box.

After capturing and killing a demonic Nascent Soul, Lord Aoki did not look happy.

Instead, he frowned slightly and looked in a certain direction of the Seven Nations Alliance.

"After this battle, use all your strength to activate your magic power. I'm afraid the one from the Seven Nations Alliance may have sensed it and noticed it."

Lord Aoki muttered, his face looked ugly.

More than ten years ago, he suddenly had a sudden impulse, blessed his soul, and the evergreen Taoist fruit came into being with a sense of chance.

His intuition told him that there was another Evergreen Gong practitioner in the Eastern Region of Daqing.

However, there is a demonic war in the Eastern Region, and the journey is far away, so it is not safe to go there rashly.

He was fully prepared and spent a lot of his life to cultivate the quality of the Qingxuan wood that made up the sword formation into the fourth-level mid-grade.

Today's powerful trump card has the ability to protect itself even if it encounters the mid-stage Nascent Soul from the Eastern Region.

Lord Aoki then set off and quietly headed to the Eastern Daqing Region.

Lord Aoki was born in a small family. In the past years of cultivation, many of the key resources for breaking through to great realms, as well as the secret techniques and magic weapons to enhance his strength, were all achieved by consuming life span.

no way.

The practice of Evergreen Kung Fu is slow, and the fighting skills are mediocre at the same level.

Through life-saving promotion, it is easier to obtain breakthrough resources at key nodes, allowing one's own strength to stand out among those at the same level.

Only in this way can we have the ability to compete for the opportunity of the great road.

"In order to increase his strength, Ben Zhenjun's total lifespan is only over a thousand years. I hope that the opportunity of the Daqing Eastern Region will help him advance to the middle stage of Nascent Soul."
Chapter completed!