I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Wow!

There was an uproar in the hall, and there were many discussions among whispers, and some people asked Wanbao for proof.

No matter how thick-skinned Wanbao was, he couldn't tell a lie that could be exposed easily, so he could only forced a smile on his face.

"Cultivating immortals is to go against the sky. Since Patriarch Xuanxiao can achieve Nascent Soul, it means that there is a line between heaven and earth, and we may not have a chance!"

Everyone shook their heads one after another, and their interest in Jiuzhou was greatly reduced.

Originally, Jindan Zhenjun's biggest expectation for Jiuzhou was to take advantage of the decline of the magic way to obtain a large amount of inheritance and resources, so that he might be able to break through the Nascent Soul and prolong his lifespan.

Now knowing that the world has changed, and the infant's classics have become a pile of old papers, who is willing to fight desperately with the devil.

Wan Bao frowned, and looked at Zhou Yi coldly: "The Five Spirits Sect now belongs to the Nine Continents Alliance of Righteous Paths. Fellow Daoists obviously don't intend to contribute to the extermination of demons by talking like this. Are you planning to take refuge in demons and heretics?"

"enough!"

Feng Yang directly turned the table over, spilled the spirit fruit spirit wine all over the floor, and stared at Wan Bao with a gloomy gaze: "The old man has not had a good life for a few years, fellow Taoist should think clearly before speaking."

Wan Bao's body was shining with aura, and his breath was much higher than that of Feng Yang, but looking at the other party's gray hair, he really didn't dare to say anything harsh.

Zhou Yi got up and cupped his hands and said: "The way is different, don't conspire with each other, the poor way and brother will retire."

After finishing speaking, he and Feng Yang turned into an escape light and left Chixia Island.

After a while, more than a dozen escaped lights left, and only a few true monarchs who had been merged into the Five Spirit Sect remained in the hall.

Seeing this appearance, the real person in the outer hall ate and drank and dispersed abruptly.

The Five Spirits Sect held a good banquet, not to mention achieving its goal, even losing most of its original power.

...

Earth Fire Palace.

Xuanhuo Palace.

Feng Yang asked Zhou Yi to take a seat, and even bowed and apologized first.

"Today, because of a few teasing words, the poor Taoist doubted the younger brother. He is really old and foolish!"

"Brother, there is no need to do this."

Zhou Yi said: "This is human nature, senior brother is dedicated to the inheritance of the sect, what's wrong?"

Feng Yang sighed and said: "Junior Brother shouldn't be in conflict with Wanbao today. The Five Spirits Sect clearly intends to unify all the sects. In the future, you can attack and retreat. Pindao retreats temporarily by threatening his life. When he is resigned in the future, he will inevitably die." Threatened to come to the door!"

The East China Sea is vast and boundless, and there are countless islands. Just dodge at will to avoid the pursuit and killing of demons.

Zhou Yi said: "It's not difficult to resist the Five Spirits Sect. They don't have Yuanying Patriarch sitting in command, so they don't dare to act too arrogantly. The four evil sects are the biggest threat to the Earth Fire Palace!"

Feng Yang asked suspiciously: "How can the mighty Four Great Demon Sects look down on the mere Earth Fire Palace?"

Zhou Yi said: "In the current situation in Jiuzhou, everyone can see that the devil's way is bound to be defeated. Those devils themselves know that it's just a matter of time. What do you think they will do?"

"Fight desperately, and find a way out, to ensure the inheritance of the magic way!"

Feng Yang suddenly realized: "The four seas are vast and boundless. The monks of the magic way came to find a place to hide, and even hid in the bottom of the sea to build a water palace. It is difficult to completely eradicate the righteous way."

Zhou Yi nodded and said, "So the Demon Dao will definitely infiltrate the Donghai Zongmen to leave a way out."

Feng Yang looked solemnly. Compared with the four sects of the Demonic Dao, the Five Spirits Sect was just a happy ant, and he said: "Junior brother, if there is an invasion of the Demonic Dao in the future, he will leave with the inheritance of the Earth Fire Palace and the elite disciples, and find another one." Establish a sect elsewhere."

Zhou Yi nodded in agreement, and said with a smile.

"Brother, don't worry, Pindao is best at running away from the wind!"

Go back to the Spirit Fire Hall.

Zhou Yi's smile restrained, showing worry.

The Five Spirits Sect really doesn't take it seriously, but the Four Sects of Demon Dao have Yuanying Patriarch, Zhenzong Supreme Treasure, and even the legendary Tianjun. Once they invade the East China Sea, they will be completely irresistible.

"Just now I have practiced steadily for more than 30 years, so is it necessary to change the boundary again?"

Zhou Yi took out the stick, shook it gently, and cast the small cut-to-heaven technique.

The spirit sign landed.

The divine light shines and condenses into two characters: Blood Moon.

"Good luck!"

Zhou Yi thought carefully about what the word "blood moon" meant.

"It sounds like some kind of natural phenomenon. Could it be that there will be a blood moon vision?"

...

at the same time.

There is an island outside the Earth Fire Palace, called Fire Bamboo Island.

Because of the large fiery red bamboo forest growing on the island, which belongs to the low-level fire spiritual material, it got this name.

Night fell.

The monk in charge of guarding the island quietly opened the formation to protect the island, and two jets of dark light flew in through the gap and fell on the ground and turned into two young men.

"Meet Master Huo."

The monk bowed and saluted, and looked at the young man next to him suspiciously.

Huo Yan introduced respectfully: "This is the Blood Moon Lord of the Ghost King Sect. You have done a good job in this matter. In the future, you will definitely bestow secret techniques to break through the foundation building easily."

The monk showed joy, and hurriedly visited the Demon Lord, and led the two into the fire bamboo forest to hide.

Half a month later.

There is a dark altar in the fire bamboo forest, with complicated and forbidden inscriptions drawn, on which are enshrined four-faced and eight-armed ghosts and gods.

The altar exudes a strong ghostly aura, covering a radius of tens of feet, and all the fire-attributed spiritual bamboos wither, entering the ghostly mist like falling into the night.

The Blood Moon Demon Monarch pinched the magic formula with his hand, and the pre-arranged phantom array took effect. From the outside, it looks like the surrounding bamboo forest.

"The spell has been completed, take out the thing that contains Feng Yang's breath, and offer it to ghosts and gods!"

Huo Yan quickly took out a few pieces of cloth and carefully put them into the altar. The ghost statue came alive immediately, its eight arms tore the piece of cloth into pieces, and the four hideous faces roared silently, sucking the breath from the piece of cloth into its belly.

The Blood Moon Demon Monarch sat cross-legged in front of the altar, chanting mantras in ancient and strange tones, wisps of life force were pulled out of his body and merged into the statues of ghosts and gods.

After a while.

The Blood Moon Demon Monarch stopped casting spells, and said coldly: "Feng Yang's ten-year lifespan has been cut off today. He originally only had sixty or seventy years left. Back then, I wasted a lot by killing him, and it only took three to five days for him to die. and die."

Huo Yan patted his horse and said: "The Demon Monarch's magic is unparalleled, and he can curse the True Monarch to death silently!"

"That is to say, bullying and bullying monks in the East China Sea have a shallow inheritance. This kind of black witch spells have long been outdated in Jiuzhou."

The Blood Moon Demon Monarch said coldly: "If the ancestors hadn't requested that there be no disturbances and would erode the East China Sea silently, so as not to attract the attention of the orthodox sects, I would fight face to face and easily kill Feng Yang and his like."

Huo Yan worried: "Feng Yang is easy to say, that Tang Xuan seems to have a lot of life, and the devil wants to exchange life for life?"

The Black Witch's spell cut off Feng Yang's Shouju, and the Blood Moon Demon Lord did not pay a price. Wisps of life were sacrificed to ghosts and gods, and the same amount of life was lost.

"Back then, I transformed myself into a ghost, and survived the Xiao Sijiu Heaven Tribulation, because I was greedy for ghosts to cultivate a long life."

The Blood Moon Demon Lord proudly said: "It is ten times more difficult for ghost cultivators to cross the catastrophe than human monks, but once they pass the catastrophe, their lifespan will be comparable to that of a demon king. Cursing Tang Xuan in the dead zone, it is easy to lose two or three hundred lifespans!"

"The demon king's divine power is unrivaled in the world, and this junior is willing to do the work of a dog and a horse!"

Huo Yan showed joy, and when Feng and Tang died, he would take over the Earth Fire Palace.

According to the private discussion of the four major demon sects, the East China Sea belongs to the ghost king sect and secretly eroded it. With such a powerful backer behind it, the East China Sea will definitely be unified in the future!