The gray and black smoke enveloped the surrounding fields. The old dry trees and their bare branches were bent and ferocious. Shi Feng thought they were dead trees at first, but when he noticed that someone was passing by, the branches immediately moved.
Countless fireflies floated out of the tree trunks, in different shapes, with a pair of empty eyes staring at Shi Feng and the others.
The monsters that were following behind were scared away by Bi Fang, leaving only the unwilling demon cultivators. When they saw the abnormal shape of the dead tree, they were overjoyed and took out the magic weapon to collect the fireflies.
The phantom of the firefly immediately scattered, turned into a dazzling light smoke, and re-entered the tree trunk.
"Soul raising wood."
During the three hundred years of Shi Feng's stay in the Immortal Palace above Kunlun, apart from cultivating, he also understood everything in the Immortal Realm.
"Those immortals who are about to endure the calamity are willing to spend their entire net worth to get a piece of soul-cultivating wood to protect them. Although they are only useful for Xuanxian and below, they are very rare in the immortal world. Many years ago, half a tree was sold in Kunlun. It took less than a day's work. Was it sold out?"
"So, our master and apprentice have made a fortune?" Nan Hongzi asked, rubbing his chin, "There are fish in the fire, and sheep for the master?"
"I'm afraid I can't."
Shi Feng ruthlessly broke his master's expectations: "The soul-cultivating wood is dark purple and full of vitality. What about this one?"
Tree trunks twisted strangely, like a silent cry reaching out to the sky when they were struggling to death. Tens of thousands of fireflies lingered by the branches, lingering with a dark and dead aura.
This is no longer the wood for raising the soul, but the wood for imprisoning the soul. The dead monsters and demons rest here, trying to regain a body.
"The immortal world is different from the human world. Those who stand here will at least survive the calamity."
He will not be easily frightened away, even if he remains in awe and runs away for fear of causing trouble, his heart is still full of unwillingness.
"That's right, remember the little fairy in Liuyan Mountain who vowed to kill all the alchemists?" Nan Hongzi glanced at the fireflies, and Shi Shiran walked across the area, "It seems that perseverance is commendable, but That is the epitome of the fairy world. Everyone has a heart that is unwilling. If you are poor and do nothing, you will find a mountain with no one, and your days will be over. Once you get a baby, everyone will become that kind of person."
It's not bad, and it's not good either.
The order of the immortal world is more difficult to establish than the human world.
It is more difficult for the mind to adapt to a bad place if you have been a superior person.
If the fairyland is just a cage as the carp said, then the fairyland outside the enchantment is the world that the immortals have tried their best to create. Even if there are disputes, they can live on no matter what. The Cang Jieyuan in the enchantment is what the prison should have looked like. These existences that are beyond the small world of heaven, kill each other and never have peace.
Cang Jieyuan is not completely barren.
The spiritual plant that absorbed the primordial energy of chaos was gnawed away as soon as he nodded his head.
The three of Shi Feng walked all the way and scared away many such foraging monsters—the roots of Lingzhi were dug out. In Cang Jieyuan, there was no statement left for the future. They can improve their strength as soon as possible. Who knows their own Can you live to the future.
If you eat the unripe fruit and wait by the side, you may lose your life together.
Of course, this also breeds a kind of monster that lurks next to Lingzhi and waits for the rabbit.
Li Yan has been silent, these lives and deaths made him even more unclear.
Why did the demons weave such a fairyland? Isn't the more perfect, the more addictive the better
He never stayed in the former Beixuan faction of Daxueshan, and the ruins are still there, and he once looked for it.
Shouldn't the inner demon turn him into a teenage boy, the three masters and apprentices recovered the Beixuan faction
Or more simply, looking back in time, the Beixuan faction has not been destroyed. Wouldn't it be better for them to spend their days leisurely on the Daxue Mountain and everything was quiet
"Quicker."
Nan Hongzi was a little uneasy. He stared at the pitch-black sky and always felt that Bi Fang would not give up easily. When it came back, it would definitely be more difficult.
Seven thousand miles is not a particularly long distance for immortals.
But there's no light here, and it's hard to tell the direction.
Li Yan suddenly felt his feet sink, and his body seemed to be sucked by something. He looked down and saw a huge toad-like monster crawling out of the muddy swamp.
"Avoid!"
No need for Shi Feng's reminder, Li Yan has seen many monsters in the world, and those tricks come and go, and they can't escape their original form.
The black and purple poisonous mist spewed out by the toad, condensed into a giant ball, was split open by Li Yan with a random knife.
Looking down at the bow sword, Li Yan felt that this weapon was unsatisfactory (after all, it was an immortal weapon), but the body was a little different, and its strength was far greater than before, but when facing the battle, it was not as flexible as I remembered.
- The inner demon wants him to think that this is the fairy world, but it can't give equal strength
Li Yan raised his knife calmly, stirred up the poisonous mist again, and fell down, stepping on the toad's forehead with a flaming foot, and Shi Zhonghuo showed a painful expression.
It wasn't discomfort, it was the slippery feeling of the evil mud on Toad's body that made it feel so bad here.
The mud rolled, and Li Yan was not stained in the slightest. He controlled the strength and adapted to the strength of this body. The magic cultivator originally used the spiritual energy for his own use. Chen He happened to have some insights from the water spirit vein before.
An endless stream of chaotic vitality gathered in his palm.
Liyan can't use its strong power, but it is also good to use as a weapon.
- Vibrating the chaotic vitality, the monster doesn't feel anything, absorbs the chaotic vitality and controls the fighting of the monster, this is the same as the trick that Toad used to drag him down from the sky at first, and it is not enough.
Looking at the vitality flowing between the fingers indifferently, I feel and compete for the source of vitality.
The monsters struggling under their feet, um, and...
Li Yan paused slightly, and the corners of his lips curved upwards. This smile was emotionless and made his whole body chill.
The left hand hangs down, behind him.
The long hair broke free from the girdle, and was excited by the chaotic vitality, and Li Yan glanced at his black hair with great interest. After leaving the small world fragment, his hair was all white, and he was even a little unfamiliar with the black color.
The more vitality gathered, the color changed from gray to black.
-It's now!
Li Yan pressed the monster's head, forcing it to plunge into the swamp, and slapped the toad down following the direction of the vitality that he had just felt, but was not affected by him at all.
The swamp exploded, and the mud even smashed a demon bird flying through the sky so heavy that it was forced to land in a whirl.
The toad's huge body was wrapped in the ball of vitality gathered by Li Yan, and he dazedly fell to one place, and then the vitality in his body was strangely pumped, so clumsy that he couldn't jump.
The bow knife infused with immortal essence pierced straight into the toad's wide mouth, and the jet-black blood smelt extremely foul.
Not only blood flowed out of the wound, but also the tyrannical Yuan force of this monster, cultivated in Cang Jieyuan for hundreds of years. in that place.
"Earth veins..."
Li Yan said to himself, this concept suddenly appeared in his mind.
The earth veins of the Immortal Realm absorb vitality and spiritual energy endlessly, and those close to the ground are lazy because they are not worried about the lack of spiritual energy.
If there are many spiritual meridians in one place, there are many monks and few porridge, or if this spiritual meridian is hidden deep underground, and only a few places can absorb the spiritual energy, it will be extremely ferocious.
Li Yan can't grab the primordial energy of Chaos, of course, is the leyline.
He generously sent a "big meal" to his "mouth" following the direction of the leyline to absorb the spiritual energy. This leyline had no consciousness here, but he still happily "smiled".
The power was continuously lost, and the toad was startled to struggle in every possible way, and finally abandoned the body, and the spirit escaped—
Li Yan cut off a soul prisoner tree next to the quagmire, and threw it out steadily. The spirit of the toad was sucked in like a firefly.
With a wave of his right hand, the true fire of Samadhi engulfed the Soul Prisoner Wood, and the divine soul inside, together with the toad's, let out a long wailing cry, but the fire was even more vigorous.
The monsters in the depths of the swamp were alarmed.
The bubbles kept popping out, and some were just running away. Liyan didn't care what they were doing. In the blink of an eye, a circle of empty bodies lay on the ley lines, and the prisoner wood was chopped to pieces.
Take a step and kill all those who stand in your way. This is Li Yan's temperament.
In addition, he thought that this was a fantasy realm, and he didn't even think about avoiding and being cautious.
Nan Hongzi wanted to say something when the demon toad was dying, and when he saw that the fire in front of him was burning a path, he simply gave up his persuasion, touched his beardless jaw, and said to the disciples who were watching, "Just watch. ?"
"If he is depressed, let him vent, why not?" Shi Feng said lightly, "Furthermore, this speed is not much different from our breaking out."
After he finished speaking, he walked along the cleared swamp road.
Nan Hongzi felt that he was redundant again, and looked down at the fire in the stone.
Although Fatty was squatting beside him, the strength Chen He used was still his. After burning so much, he was so tired that he didn't want to say anything. The stronger the existence, the stronger the soul. It was like eating nuts. The spirit that was stuffed with the fire for a long time and could still cry was very dissatisfied.
The poisonous mist in front slowly dissipated, and layers of white spider webs appeared under the firelight.
Li Yan didn't even look at it, and waved his hand away.
As a result, the thread was tenacious and persistent, and tried to wrap around the blade. Li Yan dared to smash anyone who stepped on his feet at will. No matter what, he would pierce the net in a few strokes.
From the depths of the cobwebs, a dark giant spider pounced aggressively.
"Chong!"
The bow knife smashed a little spark into the spider.
The black spider shivered in pain, not to be outdone, and sprayed more spider silk, but after half the spray, it suddenly stopped, and the spider silk was dragged to the ground, which was very ridiculous.
Then the body twisted suddenly, and the black spider revealed the human face pattern on its back, as well as the six bright red eyeballs juxtaposed.
"Chen...Chen He?"
The black spider's ferocious jaws snapped, and then stretched out a few legs to drag the spider silk back.
Li Yan looked at it coldly and didn't answer.
At this time, Shi Feng followed, just in time to catch up with the black spider who was "rushing about" to arrange the pearl silk.
In the lair behind the spider, an ice-white hand gently tore open the spider web, and Shen Yubai came out.
"Friend Shi, it's been a long time."
The Island Master Feiqiong was the same as many years ago. Even though this place was a swamp, he was still beautifully dressed and had a high bearing.
"You go in!" The black spider stretched out one leg and pushed Shen Yubo, shouting angrily, "The smell on your body! How many monsters and cultivators do you want to cause trouble?"
"… "
Shen Yubo silently retreated.
As soon as the black spider turned around, the voice became gentle: "Fellow Daoist Shi, please come in, I will re-weave the web and come back. Please forgive me for the neglect."