Somewhere in the starry sky of the Blood Sky Star Region, a nine-colored light gate floats in the starry sky, and the word "creation" can be clearly seen.
Two beams of light flew in from a distance, and one of them stopped in a flash, revealing the figures of Wang Ruiqing and Lord Qianyue, their expressions excited.
"Haha, I'm finally here. My chance has come."
Wang Ruiqing said excitedly.
She has been traveling around over the years, mainly looking for the Taoist temple of the Immortal Lord of Creation, but unfortunately she has not been able to find it. When she passed through the Chiyang Star Region, she contacted the Lord Qianyue and unexpectedly learned that the Taoist temple of the Immortal Lord of Creation had appeared in the world.
"Moyazi and Blood River God must have already gone in. Don't let them get there first."
Lord Qianyue said.
Wang Ruiqing nodded, she looked into the void and said, "Which Taoist friend is here? Why do you have to hide?"
Lord Qianyue's face turned cold. If Wang Ruiqing hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have known that someone was hiding here.
A golden light appeared in the void somewhere, and a burly man in a golden shirt appeared. The man was filled with demonic energy and his eyes were flashing with golden light.
"Friend Rat, it's you!"
Wang Ruiqing's face darkened and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.
"It is me. I didn't expect that the Taoist temple of the Immortal Creation would appear in the Blood Sky Star Region. Anyone who sees it can have a share. I hope the two Taoist friends will not stop me!"
The man in golden shirt said meaningfully.
Just as Lord Qianyue was about to speak, Wang Ruiqing spoke first, "You are the True Spirit Devouring Heaven Rat, so I naturally dare not stop you. Whether you can obtain the inheritance of Immortal Lord Creation depends on your own luck."
“True Spirit Devouring Sky Rat!”
Lord Qianyue said in surprise.
"Madam Wang actually knows that I am a true spirit. She is really well-informed."
The big man in the golden shirt laughed.
"Humph, Brother Feng and his five men were planning to attack you, but they never came back and you ate them all! If you weren't a true spirit, you wouldn't be that capable."
Wang Ruiqing snorted coldly.
"Hehe, they are too bold to dare to take advantage of me and want to use the True Spirit Core to cultivate into a True Spirit. They have found the wrong person."
The big man in the golden shirt smiled and had a murderous look on his face.
"They are them, I am me, no more words, someone is coming, I'll go in first."
After Wang Ruiqing finished speaking, he flew into the nine-colored light gate, and Lord Qianyue followed closely behind.
The golden-shirted man's eyes could not move easily, and no one knew what he was thinking.
A ray of spiritual light flew in from afar, then stopped in a flash, revealing a graceful girl in a golden dress, exuding a demonic aura.
"Bug Fairy, you've finally arrived."
The man in the golden shirt said with a smile.
The true form of the girl in the golden skirt is the true spirit hundred-headed insect, and the two have a good relationship.
The dojo of the Immortal Lord of Creation appeared in the Blood Sky Star Region. The Sky-Swallowing Rat was worried that it was a trap set by human cultivators, so he specially notified the Hundred-Headed Insect. The two of them joined forces and were able to fight their way out even if there was an ambush.
"Are you afraid to go in alone?"
The girl in the golden dress said, her eyes falling on the nine-colored light gate.
"The human race is too cunning. We have to be on guard."
The man in the golden shirt said.
"Let's go in! I hope we can get something good. Although you and I are true spirits, it is still difficult to survive the nine-nine thunder tribulations."
The girl in the golden dress said, flying towards the nine-colored light gate.
The man in golden shirt nodded and followed, and the two of them flew into the nine-colored light gate.
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In a vast and boundless green forest, loud thunders came from the sky and thick silver lightning flashed down.
Han Debiao was fighting with a giant silver eagle. The eagle was wrapped in countless silver electric arcs and its surface was covered in blood.
Thick silver lightning struck Han Debiao's body, just like tickling him. He had cultivated into a true spirit, and his body was extremely strong.
Han Debiao swung the Burning Heaven Stick and smashed it at the Silver Thunder Eagle.
The sound of the sticks was like thunder, and the shadows of the sticks swept out like red volcanoes, smashing towards the Silver Thunder Eagle.
The Silver Thunder Eagle didn't dare to take it head-on and tried to avoid it. A black halo swept over, the sky darkened, and a strong wind blew. A powerful evil spirit rushed into its mind, and it became noisy.
Spiritual realm!
Han Debiao has taken the fruit of enlightenment and has cultivated his spiritual realm to the minor success stage.
Before the Silver Thunder Eagle could come to its senses, heavy stick shadows hit its head. Its head exploded like a watermelon, and blood splattered on the spot.
The body of the Silver Thunder Eagle fell from the sky and hit the ground.
Han Debiao grabbed with one hand, and the silver thunder eagle flew towards him and landed in front of him.
He cut open the belly of the silver thunder eagle, dug out a round bead shining with silver light, and held it high. There was nothing unusual in the sky.
"Haha, an eighth-level lightning-absorbing bead."
Han Debiao laughed loudly, looking excited.
He collected the body of the silver thunder eagle and the lightning-absorbing beads and flew back to the deck of the Xuanyang.
"I didn't expect there to be an eighth-level thunder eagle here. With a few more eighth-level lightning beads, it won't be a big problem to survive the nine-nine thunder tribulations."
Han Debiao said with a smile.
"Whether there is a lightning-absorbing bead in the body of a demon beast is completely a probability event. It is already very good to be able to obtain an eighth-level lightning-absorbing bead."
Han Zhangxiang said.
Han Changming agreed deeply. He took out a star-moon disk that was glowing with yellow light and entered a spell. Han Wenlong's voice rang out, "Changming, where are you? I am also in the Taoist temple of the Immortal Master of Creation."
Han Wenlong was out on business, otherwise he would have entered the Taoist temple of the Immortal Master of Creation with Han Changming and others.
"I can't really explain it. This place is too big. There are no reliable reference points. We are currently in a forest."
Han Changming said.
"Wenlong, please be careful and don't be careless."
Han Zhangxiang warned.
Han Wenlong has also cultivated into a true spirit, and Han Long has entered the Mahayana stage.
"Got it. Let's split up and hope we can meet each other."
Han Wenlong said.
Han Changming chatted with Han Wenlong for a few words and put away the Star-Moon Plate.
Han Zhangxiang made a hand gesture and the Xuanyang flew away.
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Somewhere in an endless yellow desert, the wind was howling and yellow sand filled the sky.
Moyazi and Blood River God stood together, and hundreds of thousands of yellow demon ants were attacking them.
The Blood River God's body glowed with blood, and a long blood river appeared. The blood river rolled and surged, turning into high blood walls that protected them.
When the yellow demon ant touched the blood-red wall, it instantly turned into blood.
Moyazi took out a small mirror that was flashing white light and cast a spell. The white small mirror suddenly grew in size and emitted a stream of white light, covering the yellow demon ant.
When the yellow demon ant touched the white rays of light, it was instantly frozen and turned into ice.
The Blood River God made a hand gesture and the long blood river rolled like boiling water. Blood arrows flew out and headed straight for the yellow demon ants.
The yellow demon ant was hit by the blood-colored arrow and instantly turned into a pool of blood.
In less than half a minute, most of the yellow demon ants were killed, including the eighth-level ant king, and the remaining demon ants fled in all directions.
"There are actually eighth-level demon ants here. The resources for cultivating immortals are extremely abundant!"
The Blood River God was surprised.
In the outside world, seventh-level demon insects are rarely seen, but here there are actually eighth-level demon insects. In addition, there are also many eighth-level demon beasts.
"Don't waste time here. I hope to find the residence of the Immortal Lord of Creation as soon as possible. Don't let others get there first."
Moyazi said.
They transformed into two beams of light and flew high into the sky, soon disappearing from sight.
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A stretch of rolling green mountains. From deep within the mountains came a loud thunder, followed by lightning and thick silver lightning bolts.
An old woman with a ruddy face and a blood-red robe stood on the top of a high peak, gazing at the thunderclouds in the distance with a solemn expression.
An eighth-rank demon turtle was undergoing a great heavenly tribulation. She didn't dare to get too close, for fear that the thunder would attack her.
The old woman in the blood-red robe frowned and flew towards the distance. A huge ship flew from the distance, and Han Changming and others were standing on the deck.
"Master Wan Hu!"
The old woman in the blood-stained robe frowned and looked nervous.
Han Changming's group had five Mahayana monks, and she was no match for them at all.
"Your Excellency knows me?"
Han Changming asked in confusion.
"I am Wu Yun, and I have heard of Fellow Daoist Han's great name."
The blood-robed old woman said politely.
"We have our eyes on this demon turtle. Madam Wu, please go look somewhere else!"
Han Debiao said.
It is impossible for them to give the eighth-level demon turtle to the other party. By obtaining the demon turtle's shell, plus the eighth-level lightning-absorbing bead and the true spirit's body, it would be much easier for them to survive the nine-nine thunder tribulations.
Wu Yun did not show any dissatisfaction. In the world of immortal cultivation, strength is respected. It was already good enough that Han Changming and others did not kill her.
Wu Yun breathed a sigh of relief, flew away and left the place.
"There is actually a Wu clan Mahayana cultivator coming in. I don't know how many Mahayana cultivators have entered the dojo."
Han Zhangxiang said.
"Who cares! With the five of us working together, we won't be afraid of encountering other Mahayana."
Han Debiao said nonchalantly that the three of them had cultivated into true spirits, had strong bodies, and also had the Soul-Suppressing Bell and the Xuantian Treasure. Even if they met a late Mahayana cultivator, Han Debiao would dare to fight.
At this time, the thunder disappeared.
Han Zhangxiang made a hand gesture and the Xuan Yang flew towards the depths of the mountains. It flashed and stopped over a valley with many paths. One could see that the ground within a hundred miles had turned into a scorched earth and a dying yellow turtle could be seen.
Han Debiao was about to kill the turtle when the yellow turtle said, "Fellow Daoist, spare my life. I can take you to find treasures. I know where there are good things."
"Let us plant the ban first, otherwise we can't trust you."
Han Zhangxiang said that if they had a guide, it would be much easier for them to search for treasure.
"Fellow Daoist, you can place the restriction, but I can't escape in my current situation."
The yellow turtle's tone was somewhat weak.
Han Zhangxiang placed a ban on the spot, and the yellow turtle cooperated obediently.
"This top-grade elixir is for you. If you take it, you should be able to transform into a human form."
Han Changming said, and with a flick of his finger, a spiritual pill flew out and flew towards the yellow turtle.
The yellow turtle opened its mouth and swallowed the Kailing Pill. Its body glowed yellow and it turned into a pale young man.
Han Debiao took out a set of clothes and asked it to put on, and Han Changming took out some Sanguan True Water and sprinkled it on his body.
An astonishing scene appeared. The young man's injuries were all healed and his complexion looked much better.
"From now on, you will be called Han Xuan! If you work for us, we will not treat you unfairly."
Han Zhangxiang said.
"yes."
Han Xuan agreed readily.
He put on his clothes, flew to the deck, pointed to the southwest and said, "There is a fruit tree over there. I don't know what kind of fruit it is, but eating it has the effect of improving my magic power. There is an eighth-level fire dragon guarding it."
"Have you ever fought it?"
Han Zhangxiang asked.
Han Xuan nodded and said, "We fought, but I couldn't beat it, so I used the Earth Escape Technique to escape."
Han Zhangxiang nodded, made a gesture of magic, and the Xuanyang flew towards the southwest at a very fast speed.
The starship was moving very fast. It reached its destination in less than ten breaths, appearing above a rolling volcanic group. There were many volcanoes here, and the air was filled with a strong smell of sulfur.
Han Changming's eyes lit up with a dazzling golden light, and he said with a smile: "Lihuo Xing, it turns out to be such a strange fruit."
The growth cycle of Lihuo Xing is as long as 150,000 years. It has the effect of improving magical powers and is especially suitable for Mahayana monks to take.
"Then we can just kill it and pick the Lihuo apricots in one trip."
Han Debiao said, and flew out with Liang Youshan.
Han Changming and others stayed on the Xuanyang and waited quietly.
There was a loud rumbling sound, the earth shook, a dragon roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and an extremely huge white sword light swept out, cutting hundreds of mountaintops in half. Han Xuan was a little surprised.
In less than half a minute, Han Debiao and Liang Youshan came back.
"Solved. An eighth-level mid-grade red fire dragon. Its hide has been refined into inner armor. It must have good defense. There are also thirty-two fire apricots."
Han Debiao said with a smile.
Han Zhangxiang nodded and looked at Han Xuan. Han Xuan pointed to the distance and said, "There is an eighth-level monster over there. It is proficient in thunder magic and is very powerful."
"Thunder magic! Maybe there are lightning absorbing beads."
Liang Youshan's eyes lit up and said.
Han Zhangxiang made a hand gesture and the Xuanyang emitted a dazzling golden light and flew away into the distance.
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A rolling green mountain range, a steep peak that reaches the sky, and a huge cave at the foot of the mountain. Bursts of huge explosions can be heard from the cave, faintly mixed with the sound of dragon roars.
With a loud bang, the cave exploded and a green falcon flew out of the cave, its body covered in blood and looking seriously injured.
Before it flew far, a huge white dragon claw appeared out of nowhere and slapped it head-on. The blue falcon fell from the sky and hit the ground.
It flapped its wings, and just as it was ten feet off the ground, a white light fell from the sky and hit it. The body of the blue falcon quickly froze and turned into a huge ice statue.
A gigantic white dragon flew out from it, opened its bloody mouth, and spurted out a white light that covered the huge ice wither, rolled it into its mouth, and swallowed it.
With a flash of white light, the white dragon transformed into Han Long's appearance.
He flew into the cave and saw Han Wenlong standing in front of a green tree with an excited look on his face.
There are some patterns on the surface of the green trees that resemble dragon scales, and they look natural.
"Green scale wood! This is an excellent material for refining defensive magic treasures. This green scale wood is more than 200,000 years old, so its defensive effect must be very good."
Han Wenlong said to himself.
He took out a short blade that was shining with golden light, chopped down the green scale tree, put it into the storage bracelet, and left with Han Long.