Bai Chuan looked at the familiar scene in front of him in confusion. The slender dragon body was a little stiff. He frowned and looked around in confusion. What's going on?
Why did he come back directly?
Did you just go back in time and come back again without even starting to explore?
An opportunity just gone?
Bai Chuan began to think about the previous situation. He seemed to be suspecting that there was something wrong with a turtle spirit, and was about to attack the seemingly weak turtle spirit, and then everything went black...
In other words, there must be something wrong with the turtle spirit!
Being able to kill him in an instant when he is alert, no matter how you think about it, it cannot be a creature in the realm of true immortals. At the very least, it should be an immortal-level creature!
But what is it that makes an immortal-level creature willing to stay next to the corpse of a stone dragon who is just a pseudo-immortal? What happened to Shilong in the past?
Various doubts flashed in his mind, and in the next moment Baichuan put his thoughts away and stopped thinking about it.
Since that weird and mysterious turtle wanted him to take him with him, right? Then he stopped asking and took him with him. Thinking of this, Bai Chuan silently looked at a certain special ability - [Naling].
[Naling: Due to being contaminated with mysterious power, the ability host can have a system to absorb thousands of residual spirits. When encountering a fatal crisis, there is a chance to activate it, absorb the power of the spirits to resurrect, and continuously increase itself until the power is endless. Explode yourself. 】
This was the explanation behind the ability that Baichuan had not read before. It was also the first special ability without levels that he had encountered. He silently stared at the three words "endless" in the explanation of the ability.
Perhaps, this could be the key to his breakthrough.
Thinking this, Bai Chuan once again clicked on the driver of the ability panel.
As the familiar scene passed by, a slightly familiar call came once again in the darkness.
Bai Chuan opened his eyes directly and no longer wasted time checking the ability panel. After beating to death all the little evil ghosts that tried to bite his flesh and blood with three or two claws, he carefully observed his surroundings.
What caught his eye were the corpses of little evil ghosts that were killed in twos and threes not far away. They seemed to have died after their necks were scratched by the claws of some kind of creature.
Seeing this, Bai Chuan remembered what the little turtle spirit said last time. The other party had been guarding his body and driving away the little evil ghosts that came over. Does that mean that this statement was true?
While thinking, he was just about to look for a certain figure when he heard an exclamation.
'coming! '
With his heart condensed, Bai Chuan turned around silently, and sure enough he saw a small turtle spirit standing like a human, dropping what he was holding and running towards him in surprise.
"Who are you?"
Doubtful sounds came out of Bai Chuan's mouth again. At this moment, he was like an evil dragon that had just woken up inexplicably and felt unfamiliar with everything. He was wary of strangers and even wanted to kill them.
…
Next, Bai Chuan just watched quietly as the mysterious turtle spirit in front of him replayed the previous scene, just like the audience in the auditorium watching the old general on the stage.
In the end, there is no longer any temptation, but just take the other person as he wishes.
"Tell me, where is the Demon Court?"
Now that he had brought the other party with him, Baichuan simply pretended not to know the last encounter, treating the other party as a little demon and asking unceremoniously for the information he wanted to know.
As if he had gotten a satisfactory answer, the little turtle spirit was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and said with some embarrassment: "Sir, you don't know something. The Demon Court is not a whole, but a gathering of four demon kings. Huge power.”
"What are those? Where is the nearest one?"
Bai Chuan narrowed his scarlet eyes and said solemnly.
"Yes!" The little turtle spirit was serious and said quickly: "They are scattered in the four corners of the demon wilderness. Among them, the demon king in the plain area in the east is named Baihao Demon King, and the demon king in the forest in the west is named Qinyuan Demon King. , the demon king, the demon king in the southern swamp area..."
The little turtle spirit glanced at Bai Chuan carefully before whispering, "The demon king in the southern swamp calls himself the Dragon King... and he is also the one closest to us."
"Okay, let's go to the swamp area in the south first."
Hearing this, Bai Chuan said decisively.
…
The demonic wasteland, Longze.
On the endless green and yellow grassland, a long dragon-like team was winding and circling in the grassland.
If you look closely, you will see that it is a team of countless civilians carrying a lot of luggage, as well as a few people who are flying around with sword lights to maintain order and appear to be fleeing.
In fact, it is true.
This team is indeed fleeing, and the leader at the front is Fang Shouren, the head of the Fang Family of the Yuanying Family.
The Fang family was originally a famous family in a small country in Hezhou. Its ancestor was in the Yuanying realm and lived for a thousand years. At its peak, the huge court only knew about the Fang family but not about the king.
However, no matter how powerful it once was, now it can only flee with all the wealth in a hurry.
Because Hezhou is no longer peaceful and prosperous in the past, and has already fallen into the smoke of war.
That was the battle between the suzerainty of Hezhou and the suzerainty of Xizhou, two major sects in the realm of transformation to gods!
The reason is unknown, and that is not the truth they can know.
All they can do is to take all the wealth they can before the war spreads to them, cross the Longze of the Demonic Wasteland, and rush to the peaceful Shengzhou.
It is also thanks to the fact that the small country where their Fang family is located is not far from the edge of Hezhou. Otherwise, with a small Nascent Soul, it would be difficult to protect so many people from escaping from the huge Hezhou.
After all, things are not what they used to be. With a large group of strange biological races that come from nowhere appearing in the eyes of the world, the wilderness in all areas of the world has become extremely dangerous. , there are countless terrifying ghost clans that can easily kill Yuanying and even transform into gods.
Some of the great ghost kings can even fight with the "immortals" in the realm of gods without losing, or even "immortals"!
At this moment, in front of the team, in a huge, sturdy and gorgeous spaceship, two men, one long and one young, were sitting opposite each other, drinking tea and drinking.
"Longze, according to legend, this place was not called Longze originally, but was called Jueze. It was a place where poisonous insects rarely lived. Those who lived here were either those rare Miao people who lived and danced with poisonous insects, or Those demons who have become spirits gather together."
"However, since the Dragon Mansion in the Demon Realm was destroyed by the four demon kings, one of them, the Southern King, a 'dragon' occupied this place and changed its name to Longze."
"Now, when we pass by here, we must be extremely careful. If something goes wrong..."
You can abandon those ordinary casual cultivators!
The majestic man did not say the last sentence, but the cold light flashing in his eyes revealed his thoughts.
In the eyes of these cultivating families, casual cultivators are a group that is less valuable than mortals. After all, when they arrive in a new place, as long as they bring out various elixirs and treasures, those casual cultivators will naturally smell it. Sharks of all kinds come in large numbers, but mortals are different.
Although they do not have the qualifications to cultivate immortals, they are protected by the laws of the dynasty in secular dynasties, especially in some dynasties where the population believes in the god-conferred system. Mortals are a top priority, and the immortal cultivating families are not allowed to act recklessly, but they Although he is an immortal cultivator, he still cannot escape the service of ordinary people, especially ordinary people who are loyal and have no drawbacks.
No matter where they are, the mortals they bring with them are the most important resource after the family relocation, allowing them to survive the early stage smoothly.
"Yes, father."
When the young man Fang Shouli heard this, he felt the same in his heart. As the most outstanding heir of the Fang family, he could naturally hear the implication of his father Fang Shouren's words.
"ah--"
At this moment, a scream and exclamation sounded outside the spacecraft.
"problem occurs!"
For a moment, the two father and son couldn't help but look at each other, and a burst of spiritual light flew out of the cabin.
The next moment, just after they got out of the spacecraft, the two father and son's pupils suddenly shrank, because they suddenly discovered that at some point, an extremely exaggerated white mist filled the endless grassland! Visibility instantly dropped to almost zero!
The white mist was as solid as substance. At this time, the two fathers and sons of the Fang family looked around. Where could they see the huge team before? Only bursts of screams could be heard.
At this moment, everyone on the entire spacecraft felt like they were facing a powerful enemy.
Fang Shouren subconsciously pressed the spell with his hand to summon a gust of spiritual wind, trying to blow away the white mist. However, in the past, the spiritual wind summoned by the early stage of the golden elixir could easily blow away a small bag of earth. In front of this seemingly weak white mist, , but it was completely motionless!
The head of the Fang family, who was in the late Jindan period, frowned when he saw this. He raised his big hand and set off a sea of fire that spread over it, but the result still didn't work.
"Woooooooo..."
It seemed that the actions of the two father and son of the Fang family had offended something. A woman's cry suddenly came from the white mist, and a white shadow with blood beads flashed away...
At the same time, Bai Chuan, who was rushing to the swamp area in the south with the little turtle spirit without stopping, also paused.
"Dragon, Lord Dragon, it's not good, we seem to have encountered a big monster from the ghost tribe!"
The little turtle spirit's crying and frightened voice also sounded at the right time. Baichuan just glanced at it and no longer paid attention to the mysterious turtle spirit who was pretending.
He began to recall the information about the ghost clan in his mind.
The name "Ghost" is the unified name for the mysterious race of little evil ghosts. It is a written message decoded from the weird runes obtained by some powerful monks who broke into some clusters of ghost tribes.
As for the big monster, it is a ghost in the ghost race that is so powerful that it has its own special title. Its strength varies, but at the most it is equal to the realm of god transformation, which is the planet overlord that Shirakawa was most familiar with. The realm of earthly immortals.
This world is somewhat similar to the world of cultivating immortals in Baichuan's memory, but it has developed extremely vigorously, far exceeding all the worlds Baichuan has ever experienced!
"It's just a big monster, it doesn't matter."
Looking at the strange and shadowy white mist around him, Bai Chuan smiled.
Just in time for him to try out the true power of his newly acquired abilities!
As soon as he finished speaking, the aura around Bai Chuan changed. Scarlet dazzling light shot out from the violent dragon eyes. The various ghosts around the ferocious and fearful evil dragon that were whimpering from time to time seemed to have been stimulated, and they stretched their figures with teeth and claws. The void was tearing randomly, and a richer and more sinister atmosphere began to quietly spread out.
At this moment, Bai Chuan seemed to have received some kind of help. His pair of scarlet dragon eyes saw directly through the strange white mist, and here he saw——
A figure covered in black and white!
"It turns out you are just pretending!"
Looking at that figure, Bai Chuan unconsciously showed a hint of a sinister smile, moved his explosive dragon body and began to approach step by step.
At this moment, against the hazy white mist, Baichuan's posture actually looked more like an evil ghost from hell than the original owner who created the white mist!
The evil dragon among ghosts!
…
"Damn it, where are you? Come out!"
In the white mist, Fang Shouli and his father, together with the surrounding guests and attendants, watched the surroundings back to back, not even daring to wipe the cold sweat quietly secreting from his forehead. He had never encountered such a difficult creature before.
Not only is there no aura in his body, but he does not use various magic weapons and spells to kill the enemy like the immortal cultivators. Some of them are just silent and mysterious movements like teleportation, and the handle in his hand that looks like a bone of some kind of creature. The sharp sword made of bone, once the bone sword is shot, it will only return after seeing blood!
After just a few contacts, not only did several guests die one after another, but the father and son also suffered numerous losses, and several of their protective magic weapons were directly scrapped.
Those are all made up of the accumulation of spiritual stones that are more expensive than real money and silver!
Now, in a short period of time, several top-quality magic weapons have been scrapped!
Even the flying sword made several gaps in several collisions.
While thinking, he looked at the conspicuous gap in the flying sword, and felt even colder in his heart.
However, at this moment, perhaps because of his loss of concentration, a shadow instantly passed by.
"puff!"
"Oh no!"
In the midst of the pain, a severed hand flew up, causing blood to fly.
Fang Shouli couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground.
"Monster! Monster!"
"Run! Run away! This is not something we can contend with!"
The continuous deaths, coupled with the fact that one of the strongest monks in the eyes of everyone, caused the eldest young master of the Fang family to have his hand broken.
Those guests who did not have a deep relationship with the Fang family could no longer suppress the fear in their hearts, and they broke up and wanted to flee to various places in order to survive.
"Bang!"
A dull crashing sound sounded.
That was the sound of a monk who was running away in a hurry and accidentally hit something as hard as a thick wall!
In an instant, the monk who was only in the Foundation Establishment Realm fell from the air, and the flying swords lost their light and fell to the side.
In panic, the foundation-building monk couldn't help but raise his head and look at the visitor. For a moment, his eyes froze.
"Buzz buzz..."
The earth trembled slightly, which was spontaneously caused by extremely heavy things stepping on the earth.
But at this moment, the foundation-building monk no longer had the energy to pay attention to this, because what appeared in front of him was a monster even more terrifying than that "monster"!
The sharp dragon horns soaring into the sky, the scarlet dragon eyes full of endless violence, the strong dragon body full of muscles, and countless wailing ghosts surrounded each other.
"No, no, you can't kill me! My grandpa is the powerful Nascent Soul! If you kill me, grandpa will never let you go!"
On the other side, watching the woman holding a bone sword approaching step by step, Fang Shouren, who was closest to the other party, could no longer suppress the fear in his heart and shrank back muttering to himself, but suddenly the woman stopped, with the bone in her hand The sword couldn't stop the blood dripping from it.
She turned around and looked at...
(End of chapter)
