Cultivation Begins From The Desert

Rumble!

The thunder light shines in the sky, and the blazing thunder light can be seen from a distance even thousands of miles away.

Outside the desolate oasis, Zhou Yang looked at the blazing thunder light over there, his face was already numb.

At this time, it has been three days since "Taoist Qingyang" and others entered the oasis, and the fiery thunder has never stopped in the past three days.

When he first saw the thunder light shining in the sky, he was of course shocked, but after seeing too much, he became numb.

In short, the golden core stage monks are awesome!

"I don't know when this battle will end. Judging from this, Old Ancestor Cao and his side should be winning soon. The howl of ghosts has not sounded for a long time now!"

Zhou Yang looked at the mighty battlefield in the distance, and a look of worry flashed in his eyes.

Of course, he was not worried about Cao Wenjin and the other three Jindan stage monks, but worried about himself.

Until now, he didn't know the intention of the "Taoist Qingyang" to bring him a monk of the Foundation Establishment Period to witness the great battle.

This kind of unknown is the most frightening, and he has not closed his eyes for three days and three nights.

Of course, this is not the only reason why he couldn't close his eyes. In the beginning, the reason why he couldn't close his eyes was because of the shrill ghost howling that spread throughout the oasis.

He had heard Cao Wenjin's words before, and he had also read relevant records about the "Land of Resentment" from ancient books.

As far as Zhou Yang knows, the so-called "Land of Resentment" is actually a kind of ghost land on earth where ghosts are easy to breed. After death, even a cultivator with mana to protect his body, after entering this kind of place, he needs to consume mana all the time to resist the erosion of resentment here.

Moreover, in this kind of place, the mana of the cultivators uses a little bit less, and it is impossible to absorb any aura from the outside world to supplement it. However, ghosts and some demonic monks who practice with the help of resentment can feel like a fish in water, not only the speed of mana recovery Very quickly, the power of various spells and magical powers will also increase a lot.

Xue Youming chose to fight Cao Wenjin and others in this "land of resentment", he must have taken advantage of the geographical advantage to weaken the opponent's strength, and the horrific howl of ghosts that Zhou Yang heard earlier must be his handwriting.

It’s just that the Xuanyang Xianzong, who was born in the "Taoist of Qingyang", has the best kung fu and supernatural powers to restrain all kinds of ghosts and ghosts. In addition, Cao Wenjin and "Master Jinguang" are assisted by two Jindan mid-stage monks. The advantage cannot be the enemy of the three people joining forces. This is the so-called "geographical advantage is not as good as human harmony".

So even though the specific battle situation over there was unclear due to the distance, Zhou Yang could basically judge which side had the upper hand through the changes in the astronomical environment.

But the more this was the case, the stronger the worry in his heart was. The so-called trapped beasts will still fight, no one knows what kind of tricks a monk at the golden core stage can explode before dying, but it must be an earth-shattering blow!

The same is true.

At this time, the center of the battlefield was at the center of the battlefield. Cao Wenjin and the "Master of the Golden Light" saw that the victory was getting closer and closer. Instead of making persistent efforts to increase the attack power, they pulled back a few percent of the attack power and used it as a defense, guarding against the blood ghost's attack. Retaliate against death.

Only the "Taoist of Qingyang" has been on the offensive all the time, constantly using the magic power "Xuanyang Yinlei Jue" secretly handed down by Xuanyang Xianzong to attract the thunder of Zhiyang to carry out saturation bombing on the blood nether world.

"Old Daoist Qingyang, do you insist on forcing me to die with you? Believe it or not, I blew myself up and asked you to be buried with me!"

In the sky full of thunder, Xue Youming had a blood-colored orb on his head, wearing a blood-colored battle armor, and with disheveled hair, resisted wave after wave of thunder bombardment, looking very embarrassed.

And when he uttered the four words "Self-Explosive Golden Elixir", Cao Wenjin and "Master Jinguang" immediately retreated a long distance like frightened rabbits.

There is always only one trump card for a monk in the Golden Core stage, and that is self-exploding Golden Core!

A cultivator at the early stage of Golden Core blew himself up, and a cultivator at the later stage of Golden Core would be severely injured if he couldn't dodge in time. However, a cultivator at the ninth level of Golden Core like Blood Nether would probably be able to injure even a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage.

So even the most aggressive "Taoist Qingyang" paused slightly when he heard Xue Youming's words, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

Although he wanted to kill Xue Youming to avenge his beloved disciple and complete his Dao heart, it didn't mean he was willing to die with Xue Youming.

Seeing this, Xue Youming couldn't help laughing and said: "Hahahaha, the stinky Taoist priests of Xuanyang Xianzong are indeed a bunch of hypocrites. You guys, why are you scared now that I am going to blew up the golden core?"

Hearing Xue Youming's mocking words full of sarcasm, no matter how good-hearted the "Taoist of Qingyang" was, he couldn't hold back his face at this time, his face darkened, and he snorted heavily: "Hmph, You dare to shout when you are about to die, the old Taoist will do justice for the sky today, and accept you, the devil!"

Before the hum was over, he suddenly swung his sleeves and took out an ancient vermilion mahogany sword.

The vermilion ancient peach wood sword is less than three feet long and three fingers wide. On both sides of the sword, there are golden and silver strange runes flashing on it, and on the hilt is inlaid with a purple dragon's eye. Orb.

When Xue Youming saw this ancient vermilion peach wood sword, the smile on his face froze for an instant, his complexion changed drastically, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Xuanyang Yinlei Sword!"

His voice was full of fear and panic, and his face was full of unconcealable panic.

I saw him looking at the scarlet peach wood ancient sword in panic, and scolded angrily: "Damn bastards, shameless old bastards, you stinky Taoist priests are really shameless, this kind of sect How shameless it is to give you a golden core stage monk to use the treasure of inheritance!"

It's no wonder that he would be like this. You must know that the vermilion peach wood ancient sword that "Qingyang Taoist" is taking out now is not an ordinary magical weapon, but one of the several inherited treasures of the Xuanyang Immortal Sect. After the magic weapon has been sacrificed and blessed by more than ten generations of monks in the Yuanying stage for tens of thousands of years in the Xuanyang Immortal Sect, its power can no longer be measured by ordinary magic weapons.

This kind of treasure related to the inheritance of the sect has always been used only by the monks of the Nascent Soul stage, and only the monks of the Nascent Soul stage can truly display the power of this treasure.

Xue Youming never thought that the Nascent Soul stage monks of the Xuanyang Immortal Sect would be willing to lend this sect's inheritance treasure to the "Qingyang Taoist" to take it out of the sect for use.

If the "Qingyang Taoist" is unlucky and loses this thing when he is buried in a different place, not only he himself, but also the Nascent Soul cultivator who lent him the magic weapon will become a sinner of the entire sect and be punished by all Xuanyang immortals. Zong monk's hostility.

"Qingyang Daoist" didn't pay attention to Xue Youming's words at all. After he sacrificed the "Xuanyang Lightning Sword", he bit his finger and drew some kind of formula in front of him.

When the formula was completed to the last step, he suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a ball of light golden blood that fell on the "Xuanyang Yinlei Sword", and shouted loudly like thunder: "Huanghuang Tianlei, with With the sword as a guide, use my blood to kill evil and demons!"

As soon as he shouted, the "Xuanyang Yinlei Sword" in the sky groaned softly, and suddenly the spiritual light flashed and disappeared into the rolling thunderclouds in the sky.

Boom!

In the thundercloud that was originally lightning and thunder, a thick purple sky thunder burst out suddenly, and the sky thunder rolled down, just falling on Xue Youming below.

Boom!

Under the purple sky thunder, the blood-colored orb on Xue Youming's head first shattered into powder, and then the blood-colored battle armor on his body broke into countless pieces and fell to the ground within two breaths.

Bang

After another crackling sound, Xue Youming's body double, which was used to save his body's life, also exploded into a ball in the air.

When the purple lightning finally dissipated, Xue Youming's whole body was already lying on the ground covered with scorched marks, completely motionless, like a dead person.

"cut!"

"Qingyang Taoist" looked at the Blood Nether that looked like a dead person on the ground, but he didn't show any signs of vigilance. He just pointed at his whole body with a sword, and a blue filament flew from his fingertips. It shot out, and instantly chopped off the dead man's head.

With such an easy success, "Taoist Qingyang" couldn't help being stunned for a moment, then his face changed wildly and he shouted loudly: "Two fellow daoists..."

"ah!"

A scream suddenly interrupted the shouts of "Taoist Qingyang".

At the place where the screams came from, the "Master of the Golden Light" was looking down at his chest with a blank face, where a blood-colored and long-haired animal claw that didn't look like a human hand was piercing through his back. On his chest, what was pinched by the beast's claws was his big red heart.

And behind him, the owner of the beast claw, an ape monster more than ten feet tall, with a blood-colored horn on his head, and blood-colored long hair all over his body, is opening a pair of scarlet blood-like monster blood eyes and "Qingyang Taoist" "Looking at each other coldly, eyes full of brutality and bloodthirsty.

"What kind of monster is this!"

Cao Wenjin, who was not far from the "Master of the Golden Light", looked at this scene, his face paled in shock, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

"This is the Demon Subduing Technique of the Blood Fiend Demon Sect. This monster is in the form of a real demon in the Demon Realm. Now Xue Youming just borrowed a ray of real demon power to possess him with the help of the Demon Subduing technique. will become like this."

"Fellow Daoist Cao, don't be afraid, he won't be able to last long in this form, and after performing the magic drop technique, his physical body will be completely useless. In the future, the only way to go is to seize the house and rebuild it!"

"Taoist Qingyang" gave Cao Wenjin a "science popularization" about the origin of the blood ape monster with a dignified expression, then he stretched out his hand and shouted, "Lei Lai!"

Boom!

Thunder exploded in the sky, and another purple divine thunder crashed down, smashing towards the blood ape monster that Blood Nether had turned into.