Across hundreds of thousands of mountains and rivers, Dugu Nian came alone to look for traces of Fang Lin.
That day Fang Lin was kidnapped by the Eight Great Swordsmen. Dugu Nian wanted to intercept and save Fang Lin, but was blocked by a white-haired middle-aged man holding a wooden sword. Moreover, the white-haired middle-aged man also had the realm of immortality. of cultivation.
This is the third human warrior with immortal cultivation that Dugu Nian has seen, after the woman in the black dress and the King of the East Pole.
This white-haired middle-aged man did not confront Dugu Nian head-on, just to delay the time so that Dugu Nian could not stop the actions of the Eight Great Swordsmen in time.
Although Dugu Nian was anxious, there was nothing he could do about it. The white-haired middle-aged man was very powerful and had immortal cultivation, so how could he be so easy to deal with.
After fighting for more than ten rounds, Dugu Nian never gained any advantage, and the opponent seemed to have no intention of continuing the fight and quickly retreated.
But just because of the delay, Fang Lin was taken directly into the Hundred Thousand Mountains and Rivers by the Eight Great Swordsmen, causing Dugu Nian to miss the opportunity to intercept.
"Even if there are really hundreds of thousands of mountains and rivers in the West Plateau, I still want to go in and have a try." Dugu Nian plunged into the hundreds of thousands of mountains and rivers without any scruples.
However, with Dugu Nian's cultivation level, even if there are hundreds of thousands of mountains and rivers here, there is not much danger to her, unless it is in some special places.
It's just that the scope of these 100,000 mountains and rivers is too large. Compared with this place, the Nine Kingdoms are just insignificant and there is no comparison at all.
Moreover, the terrain here is even more complicated and strange. If you want to find someone in such a place, you can describe it as looking for a needle in a haystack.
Fortunately, Fang Lin was kidnapped by the people from Fengjian Pavilion, so as long as he found where Fengjian Pavilion was, he could find Fang Lin if he wanted to.
"Auntie, you can do this by yourself, so why did you bring me here? I'm not familiar with this place." Dugu Nian was holding the Millennium Corpse Ginseng in his hand. The latter kept chattering along the way, obviously He was very reluctant to be taken out by Dugu Nian.
"Bringing you along will naturally be of use to you." Dugu Nian responded, opening his third eye in front of his forehead and focusing more on the mountains below.
Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng snorted: "That kid was too useless. He was taken away directly by others. He is really worthless. The longer he lives, the more he goes back."
Dugu Nian glared at it impatiently, and Millennium Corpse Ginseng closed her mouth angrily, but after a while she started nagging again.
In the deep valley, Fang Lin has been here for seven days and has already figured out the environment here. However, during these seven days, Fang Lin has not been idle at all, absorbing a lot of cauldron energy.
However, the huge alchemy furnace under his feet had no effect at all. The cauldron energy absorbed by Fang Lin could be said to be a drop in the bucket and would not attract anyone's attention at all.
It is precisely because of this that Fang Lin was able to do such things secretly with confidence and boldness. In just seven days, Fang Lin clearly felt that his realm had improved slightly. Although he had not yet reached the intermediate level of Little Immortality, it was not far away. .
Xu Yanbing, who was kidnapped with Fang Lin, was much more miserable. Because he had the fire-eating beast in his body, and Xu Yanbing was good at controlling fire, he used the power of the fire-eating beast day and night, almost There is no time to rest.
No matter how powerful an alchemist is, he can't stand this. After just a few days, Xu Yanbing's face turned pale and he looked as if he was seriously ill.
Fortunately, all the alchemists here can rest for two days every ten days, so they won't really have no time to take a breath.
Half a month later, Fang Lin felt that his cultivation was on the verge of a breakthrough. With a little more time to settle, he could successfully enter the intermediate stage of minor immortality.
Roar! ! !
The deafening roar of beasts came from outside the deep valley, and most of the alchemists in the valley were used to it. After all, this is the hinterland of hundreds of thousands of mountains and rivers, and all kinds of monsters emerge in endlessly. It is very common for people to pass through this place from time to time.
But then, the roar of the beast got closer and closer. It was obvious that a demon beast had discovered the anomaly in the valley and was heading here.
Several figures emerged from the darkness. It was the swordsmen assigned by Fengjian Pavilion to guard the many alchemists. At this moment, almost all of them appeared to stop the monster approaching this place.
Fang Lin opened his third eye and could clearly see what was happening outside the deep valley, and his expression couldn't help but change.
Four swordsmen besieged a monster beast, but they were clearly at a disadvantage, and even seemed to be in danger.
This demonic beast is covered in pitch black scales and is shaped like a hill. It has thick legs and an extremely long tail covered with spikes.
The attacks of the four swordsmen had no effect on the monster. The scales on the monster were obviously extremely hard.
The strength of these four swordsmen is not weak, and they all have the cultivation level of the Great Immortality Realm. Even if the four of them join forces, they cannot threaten this monster beast, which shows that this beast is really not simple.
"Black-scale black turtle! It seems that I have a chance to leave here." Fang Lin's mind suddenly became active when he saw this beast.
This black-scaled black turtle is not an ordinary monster. It is born with rough skin and thick flesh. On top of the skin and flesh, there are three layers of thick and hard scales. The longer it lives, the thicker and harder the scales become.
Judging from its size, this black-scaled black turtle must have lived for tens of thousands of years. Its demonic aura is so rich that it has surpassed the seven-transformation monster. According to Fang Lin's estimation, it should have reached the eight-transformation realm.
The eight-transformation monster beast is comparable to the masters of the human race's great immortal cultivation in terms of realm, but in terms of strength, a great immortal warrior is absolutely no match for an eight-transformation monster beast.
Even if four or five great immortals deal with an eight-transformation monster, the chance of winning is very low, unless there is someone with superior strength.
Especially this black-scaled black turtle, which cannot even be hit. There are gloomy looks on the faces of the four swordsmen, because there is absolutely nothing they can do against it.
The four swordsmen's continuous attacks made the black-scaled black turtle a little angry. A demonic aura filled the air, and the four swordsmen felt as if they were stuck deep in the mud, unable to move at all.
With a roar, the giant tail full of sharp spikes swept towards the four people at an alarming speed.
"Not good!" The expressions of the four swordsmen all changed. They tried their best to dodge, but were still injured by the spikes on the tail. Two of them were directly pierced through the body, and the other two were bleeding profusely.
Fang Lin's eyes flickered, and he no longer had any scruples. The Jiuding Tongtian Jue in his body started to run crazily, trying to absorb the cauldron energy in the alchemy furnace under his feet in the shortest possible time.
Visible to the naked eye, the cauldron energy is like a cyclone, gathering around Fang Lin and constantly rushing into Fang Lin's body.
ps: The third update is here. It may not be available tonight. I still have to visit relatives tomorrow, which is really troublesome.