After Cao Jie left.

Zhu Zishan put the Earth Emperor Sword into the storage bag.

This storage bag not only contains the Earth Emperor Sword, but also the "Tiansha Sword Art" created by Dong Lingxian.

Although this technique was almost completed under the guidance of the Golden Demon Lord, it was Dong Ling's lifelong efforts after all.

At this time, facing a great crisis alone, Dong Lingxian was as if he was standing on the top of a cliff, or in front of a mirror.

He clearly saw his abilities, understood his shortcomings, and became more and more sure that the possibility of his survival this time was almost slim.

But even so, Dong Lingxian still did not intend to escape. He could practice the flying sword again, but he could not give up the sword in his heart.

A golden thunder passed through the sky, and Zhou Yunlei entered the hall.

"Nephew Ling Xian... I heard that Feng Jianzun from Jingtian Cliff has gone to find the Supreme Elder. Your Uncle Zhu has promised you to fight for life and death with Lu Chuanfeng in Yongsha City in three months!" Zhou Yunlei said anxiously.

"Uncle Zhou...I already know this."

"Since that's the case, why don't you run away?" Zhou Yunlei asked back.

Dong Ling laughed at himself and did not reply.

"There is a tall person who falls down the world. Our Baishi Valley is at least the largest sect in Penghai. It has a deep foundation and will definitely help you take care of this matter. You... don't worry, don't worry." Zhou Yunlei advised.

"I won't run."

"Why?"

"We are waiting for the sword cultivator, and would rather take it in the straight than seek it in the bend." Dong Lingxian said with a firm look on his face.

"Your natal flying sword is only level 5, how can you fight against the eighth-level sword cultivator? Keep the green mountains here, don't be afraid of burning fire!" Zhou Yunlei almost roared.

"Lu Chuanfeng is only one level higher than me, and I have also killed the ninth-level monster."

"But your natal flying sword is only level 5."

"Uncle Zhou, don't worry, Lord Cao has rebuilt me."

...

Penghai.

Jiao Island.

Cao Jie came to the top cave with a look of joy.

At this time, the gate of the Dingcheng Cave was open.

In the cave, there was only a female cultivator wearing a golden mask entrenched here.

The children are Huo Yating, the leader of the fourth generation of Amekali.

Her name is closer to the customs and habits of the Dongsheng human race, which also means that the savages born and raised from the Wild Man Island have accepted the education of the Dongsheng human race.

In fact, the Wild Man Church, which believes in the barbarian gods, now almost no longer exists, but the auxiliary power used by Zhu Zishan to enhance bloodlines has not weakened at all, but has increased by more than a hundred times.

The "Big Pig Holy Method" has spread throughout the entire Dongsheng human world, and most monks who failed to Kaitianhe will choose this path.

"Where is the saint?" Cao Jie finished speaking.

There was a rumbling sound.

A muffled thunder came from afar.

Cao Jie let go of his spiritual consciousness.

A hundred miles away, there are clouds of disasters.

The blue thunder descended like a waterfall, and a big snow-white fox bathed in the thunder and let out a shocking roar.

The thunder explosion and the roar of the monsters were so ruthless that it reached a hundred miles away.

"The fox demon Zhuiyue has survived the tribulation?" Cao Jie asked back.

"That's right." Huo Yating replied.

"Hmph! Slutty fox." Cao Jie spat fiercely.

"The Moon Chasing Lady is actually a male fox." Huo Yating explained.

"What did you say!?" Cao Jie covered her mouth.

A boar and a male fox...

Cao Jie thought of a picture that made her blush.

"Ah..." Cao Jie couldn't help but scream softly.

"Well! What's the matter with you looking for a saint?" Huo Yating interrupted Cao Jie's dissipated thoughts.

"I have already obtained the "Golden Evil Sword Art", but this technique is incomplete and it doesn't seem very useful." Cao Jie took out a green jade slip from the storage bag and threw it to Huo Yating.

Huo Yating took the jade slip, put it on her forehead and started reading.

After a long time.

"You did a good job in this matter, and God of Man is very pleased. What are your requirements?" Huo Yating asked.

"I have it! I want to see the Man God and the Moon Chasing Lady..." After Cao Jie made her request.

Huo Yating was silent for a moment, then said, "The Barbarian God asked you to go back to the Volcano Island immediately."

"Hmph! If you don't do it, don't do it. What's the point of being fierce?" Although Huo Yating only has the third level of cultivation, Cao Jie did not dare to be arrogant in front of her, so she could only snort coldly and flew away.

Thousands of miles away.

Underground abyss.

Zhu Zishan and the Shang Girl made a strange seal on a black jade bed.

This ink-colored jade bed is a treasure of cold and cold. It can be turned back when it reaches extreme. Sitting on the bed, it is like sitting on a warm jade.

Zhu Zishan and the businesswoman face each other, and they had a lotus seal on each other.

The business woman was obviously not familiar with the Yin-Yang Dao. Under Zhu Zishan's step-by-step teaching, the magic power of the two actually flowed in each other's body at the same time, forming a perfect closure.

After a long time.

Zhu Zishan and the Shangniao stopped practicing.

At this time, Zhu Zishan had an extremely pure Netherworld magic power in his body. If this Netherworld magic power was used to activate the soul-destroying curse, even the cultivator in the late stage of God Transformation could not resist it.

But this Netherworld magic power was very obedient and dormant under the Yin-Yang Avenue of Zhuzishan, like an extremely terrifying female assassin.

Decades ago.

The five-colored peacock in the middle stage of the God Transformation died under the soul-destroying curse activated by this Netherworld magic power. In addition to casting the soul-destroying curse, this Netherworld magic power has many other wonderful uses, nourishing Zhu Zishan's soul is one of them.

After all, a female assassin can kill with a knife, and a female assassin can nourish it by putting it down.

The business girl fell in Zhu Zishan's arms, and she also gained great benefits.

In the past, because Zhu Zishan's cultivation level was low, the business woman took the initiative to give Zhu Zishan benefits.

Now Zhu Zishan's cultivation has reached the stage of Transformation of Gods. A pure yang power is stored in the body of the Shangwomen. This power can also nourish the Shangwomen's soul and has infinite wonderful uses.

"I have already obtained the "Golden Evil Sword Art". Although this technique is quite incomplete, its ideas are amazing."

"Let's hear..."

"The practitioner collects the evil of hardware and merges with his own metal magic power to form a mysterious gold magic power. This mysterious gold magic power has its own power. Just send out the body to form an unstoppable sword energy."

"But this Xuanjin magic power also has one harm, that is, it is that its meridians gradually lose their vitality..."

"The Golden Demon Lord used the art of refining weapons to solidify his meridians that had lost their vitality. Over time, his own magic body became more and more like a magic weapon. In the end, he simply refined himself into a sword..."

"What about the specific method of practicing merit?"

"The evil of collecting hardware, enters the three burners and nine meridians, goes through the twelve palaces, returns to the Dantian, and then becomes the magic power of the Xuanjin, and carries the qi and blood of the surrounding heaven..."

The business girl lay in Zhu Zishan's arms, quietly listening to the method of practicing "The Sword of the Golden Evil".

"The method of practicing martial arts in "The Golden Evil Sword Art" is only in the ordinary realm, not even in the Golden Elixir stage. But you can see the whole picture with a glimpse. It is not difficult to crack this golden sword..." The business woman turned her hand and the Golden Evil Demon Lord appeared in her hand.

The ghost energy invaded into the sword body, and this strange magical power that directly destroyed the soul.

At this time, the soul consciousness of the Golden Demon Lord had fallen into a deep sleep, and he could only allow the Shangnv's Netherworld magic power to slowly penetrate the body of the flying sword...

Puff...
Chapter completed!