Recently, the momentum of the Immortal Dao Sect has increased greatly. The Shadow God Palace has been refined by several major sects of Immortal Dao. Once the full force is moved, it is enough to compete with the powerful people at the Dharma body level. Although Huang Xuanji has achieved a higher level, the Immortal Dao Sect has also had stronger confidence. When destroying the gods and people of the mountains, seas, and the Immortal Dao Alliance also made great efforts. It is protected by the world without huge flaws. Huang Xuanji cannot attack them at will, otherwise it will reduce the fortune of heaven and earth.

Bai Fengjiu's methods came to the vicinity of this oasis in just half a day, but he did not go directly, but used the method of changing bones of aliens to dress himself up as an ordinary cultivator and a casual cultivator who came to get a share of the pie. However, although his appearance was ordinary, Bai Fengjiu's cultivation was not low. The realm of washing pulses and pointing acupoints was not an ordinary character, it would not be too high or too low, and would not be regarded as cannon fodder.

He wore a gray Taoist robe, the moon god bell and several magic weapons he had obtained in the past were taken out as a means to facilitate his attention and concealment.

At this time, the Moon God Ling had already gathered all his bloodlines, a total of nine bloodlines, but this was just a sacrifice to refine the bloodlines and stimulated the magic spells. If you want to sublimate it, you still need to accumulate it to reach the realm of magic weapons, and it is a cumulative period of thousands of years. The evolution of magic weapons also requires a large amount of vital energy as the foundation.

Although the Moon God Bell is a magic weapon embryo, its origin does not come out of thin air. Although this treasure is valuable, it is not suitable for Bai Fengjiu himself, because it is completely used by cultivators from the Taiyin series. Even if it is refined into a magic weapon, it can only be used as an ordinary magic weapon and cannot be used as a natal magic weapon.

Bai Fengjiu has always been trying to tailor his magic weapon for himself, but he has too many attributes on his body, so a single magic weapon is definitely not suitable. Moreover, his true blood magic has not been fully formed yet, so he is not in a hurry. Magic weapons are still optional for him for the time being, and only magic weapons are of great use.

However, recently he has also begun to collect various genius treasures corresponding to his own attributes. Once the true blood spell is successfully refined in the future, he will tailor the magic weapon based on his true blood spells and create the most suitable prototype of his magic weapon.

On the desert, Bai Fengjiu was ten feet in one step, and soon arrived at the oasis where monks gathered. It was covered by a formation, hazy, and when you entered it, you would immediately not argue about something.

Bai Fengjiu's eyes were indifferent, her whole body was shrouded in a rustic atmosphere. She seemed to be a member of the desert, not receiving the attention of these strange beasts at all, and was filled with a breath of unity between man and nature.

Soon he came to the oasis and quickly walked into the smoke-torn formation. A moment later, a voice sounded in his ears.

"Fellow Taoist, please follow my instructions. This is the cloud and mist formation. Without guidance, you cannot enter the real oasis."

Bai Fengjiu nodded after hearing this, saying, "Please give me some advice."

"Fellow Taoist, please walk a hundred steps left first, then"

According to the sound's guidance, Bai Fengjiu quickly felt that his eyes were wide open. He saw a beautiful scenery. A lake was in his sight, surrounded by small bushes, and hundreds of monks were scattered around the river bank in groups of three or three. They were either meditating and resting, talking loudly, or doing their own things.

At this time, a group of people next to the river bank had a different aura than others. More than a dozen of them gathered together and saw that they were masters of major sects and were slowly talking.

Bai Fengjiu's eyes showed thoughts. At this time, the monk in the brocade robe who was the leader came to him and slowly said, "Brother Taoist, this is hosted by the two major sects of my Fenghuo Immortal Sect and the Vajra Sect. The people of our two sects discovered the entrance to the alien time and space and the mysterious mountain peaks. Now they are organizing monks to explore. I don't know if fellow Taoists are willing to join us."

Looking at the monk who was smiling in front of him but cold in his eyes, Bai Fengjiu smiled slightly and said, "Of course I will join, otherwise I won't come either."

The monk in brocade robe nodded and said, "What do you call a fellow Taoist? Judging from the fellow Taoist's cultivation of washing his meridians and pointing acupoints, I think he is not an unknown person."

Bai Fengjiu said lightly: "You can call me Mingyue Sanren."

The monk with brocade robe knew it and knew it was a pseudonym, but he didn't care. Anyway, everyone was just working temporarily and said with a smile: "I am here, He Baichuan, who is the great elder of the Vajra Sect."

Bai Fengjiu just nodded, and a hint of awe flashed in He Baichuan's eyes: "This person is probably not simple. I have revealed my identity and he has no fluctuations at all."

Seeing that he was the great elder of the Vajra Sect, he could be completely indifferent, this is definitely not an ordinary casual cultivator. Even if his cultivation is high, he will feel a little awe when facing the cultivators of the sect. This is the power gap. Most of the time, the cultivator who is alone will choose to retreat a little bit from the cultivators of the sect. Even if he is a master among the cultivators, he must take into account three points. After all, the cultivator has constant calamities. It is better not to provoke the sects, otherwise when the calamity is approaching, the sects will be destroyed.

He Baichuan immediately listed Bai Fengjiu as a dangerous person, with a hint of cold light in his eyes. After a while, he slowly said: "Mingyue San people can rest here at will. In the next three days, I will preside over the team and explore the space together."

Bai Fengjiu and He Baichuan separated and found a place to sit cross-legged. In fact, I kept paying attention to the people here. In just three days, almost two hundred cultivators had gathered here. Each of them was at the lowest level of the True Blood God Mansion, including several first-class sects. The Vajra Sect and the Fenghuo Immortal Sect became supporting roles.

One of them was a cultivator from the Yin-Yang Shen Sect. This person had a high cultivation level and had the realm of blood coagulation and refining. With a sound of breath, a faint aura of heaven and earth was swirling over his head. Seeing the aura of heaven and earth, Bai Fengjiu felt thoughtful: "The two qi of heaven and earth are the numbers of heaven and earth. This person wants to bless his Kun Qi magic power with earth-moving spiritual objects."

In the oasis, there are two hundred monks, each of whom is of profound cultivation. Ordinary monks do not even have the qualifications to participate. Because they explore different time and space, the laws of heaven and earth there assimilate all creatures that are not earth-moving strange beasts. Ordinary monks cannot survive anywhere. Even monks from the True Blood God Palace will stay for at most ten days before leaving, otherwise they will be completely assimilated and become a stone statue.

Therefore, when Vajra Sect and Fenghuo Xianzhi spread news, they clearly required the level of cultivation when recruiting cannon fodder. At this time, with the people of Yin and Yang Shenzong intervening, the wishful thinking of Vajra Sect and Fenghuo Xianzhi could not be made.

A team of more than 200 people was heading towards the alien space-time channel discovered by the Vajra Sect and the Fenghuo Immortal Sect.

This team was led by the Yin-Yang Shenzong people. He Baichuan of the Vajra Sect respectfully obeyed the man's orders. Bai Fengjiu also learned his name from others - Yang Wuxiao, the great elder of the Yin-Yang Shenzong.

Legend has it that this person was the best young hero in the world two hundred years ago. He fought against the younger generation all over the world. He used the two energys of the universe as the foundation and condensed various mysterious magical magic. Some even asserted that if this person can achieve enlightenment, his magical powers will definitely be of great significance and he can go straight to the third level.

However, it seems that the outbreak of two hundred years ago has exhausted his potential, and there is no final breakthrough for two hundred years. At this time, his life span is approaching the end, and there are at most fifty or sixty years. This time, he came to seize the earth-moving spirit objects, probably for the last attempt, and use the earth-moving spirit objects to integrate into his true blood magic, and then make an ultimate leap and jump to the top.

At this time, many people in this team were in this situation. There were a few people whose cultivation reached the peak of blood coagulation and refining. Their qi and blood were surging, like torches. However, Bai Fengjiu's fate could see that there was a trace of decay in their bodies. It was a trace of time left on them, and it was accompanied by the decayed aura from the soul. These were things that their surging qi and blood could not hide.

Bai Fengjiu knew it in his heart: "It seems that there is a good show now. If you really want to see the baby, it will probably be a fight."

A group of two hundred people, with low cultivation level on the outside, resisting those strange beasts that came from the news, spells were sprinkled out at will, and the spells cast at the level of the True Blood God Mansion could not resist at all. The earth-moving strange beasts that came out of the alien space were the most powerful, and the number was small. Faced with the two hundred monks who were the True Blood God Mansion, they were completely meat buns to beat dogs, and there was no return.

A gorgeous spell fell on the strange beasts, either dismembering them, smashing their souls, or completely losing their motivation, falling to the ground, and even having petrified, metalized, or thick smoke came out of their bodies to death. Bai Fengjiu was very eye-opening when he saw various strange ways of death.

There are as many magical beasts as there are in the world. The magical powers mastered by human monks may be diverse. The endless spells will kill all the earth-moving beasts that rushed in. As for the corpses of these earth-moving beasts, no one cares about them. The corpses of these earth-moving beasts are actually quite valuable. Just a little processing is a fortune, but this is only considered wealth for people under the True Blood God Mansion. Once you enter the realm of the True Blood God Mansion, this wealth is not enough.

After they killed all the way, what was left was corpses. Finally, some ordinary monks who hunted strange beasts in the depths of the desert were surprised to see these corpses. They quickly took action to start snatching the corpses, and then triggered a chaotic battle.

At this time, in the distant outer realm, a mysterious underground cavity was located. Here a huge earth vein was flowing, and the rich earth vein was surging. However, if someone who was proficient in the earth vein would probably find that there was a huge problem with the earth vein here. Although the surging vital energy was still the same, it was weak and seemed to have no root. In the depth of the source of the earth vein, an eight-armed demon god was sitting cross-legged here, swallowing and exhaling the vast earth vein vitality, which only went in and out. With one breath and one breath, a large amount of vital energy was sucked into the body.

His whole body was filled with a dazzling purple-gold light, and his whole body was shaken, and golden pieces were blown away from its body. Then he opened his eyes, four faces, and eight eyes, all with cold light.

"I actually lost. Great Elder, such a good method. You actually have the foreshadowing of the clone's transformation. The body and clone have the same power. I have been deceived by you. The Qiankun Pearl was taken away. This is a mortal hatred, and I will not let you go."

A trace of anger appeared in his eyes, but at this time an inexplicable force appeared in his heart, and the face of the great elder gradually disappeared and turned into Bai Fengjiu's shadow. The will of the Barbarian King was shaken under the influence of this inexplicable force.

"It's all this Bai Fengjiu. If he hadn't injured three generals in a row, causing the army to decline and be seized by the great elders, such things would have happened there. It's his fault. If I want to kill this person, he will definitely not forgive him."

The Barbarian King's eyes were red, and a strange blood light was revealed, which exuded a natural power to disturb people's hearts.

Before we knew it, a Dharma body-level existence was disturbed by the will and mind, and was affected by this force at any time. It was simply terrifying and incredible.

But he didn't know that this was the power of blood and the power of infinite powerful will. It forced his heart and will, and it was equivalent to twisting his way, making him unable to withstand a higher realm. In general, he was finished.

The Barbarian King's mind turned his mind, and how to kill Bai Fengjiu: "You can't let this person be free for too long. Find him first, and then kill him directly."

During this period, the Barbarian King was completely immersed in healing. He was influenced by the power of Huang Xuanji's final promotion, and some powerful rules of heaven and earth poured into his body. These rules of heaven and earth were destroying his body all the time. After he escaped into the outer realm, he immediately found a vein and used a large amount of earth vein energy to erode the rules of heaven and earth in his body. In the end, it took a full month to eliminate the influence of these rules.

Now that his cultivation has returned to the peak, he is about to take revenge. Although he does not know that his mind has been twisted, his wisdom has not been affected. When he saw Huang Xuanji's promotion, he knew that he must not seek Huang Xuanji's revenge. He has lost the best opportunity to deal with Huang Xuanji. In the future, he can only hide without a trace unless one day he can reach the same level.

The barbarian king's body shone with light, and the next moment he turned into a human figure, with no trace of the alien race at all. He looked like a handsome and resolute middle-aged man, wearing a traditional warrior robe from Dakun, his weapon was majestic, but it showed an inexplicable coldness, high above, looking down at all as coldness as an ants.
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