Chapter 1276: The Twelve States of the Clouds, the Wannian Spirit Milk

Chapter 1276: The Twelve States of the Clouds, the Wannian Spirit Milk

Then a silver light flashed, and the broken corpse spontaneously ignited without wind, turning into gray smoke in an instant.

There was a sound of breathing in, and everyone was stunned. Xuanzun Jiutian was a cultivator in the separation and reunion period, and he was slaughtered without any power to fight back. Could it be that the woman in front of him is really King Asura?

But why her spiritual consciousness is swept away, her cultivation base is only at the alchemy stage, this is unbelievable!

The two old monsters looked at each other with horror on their faces, not to mention the other Nascent Soul cultivators. Such a result was beyond their wildest dreams.

After going through untold hardships, I didn't expect that in the end, what I was waiting for was that there was no redemption!

"ah!"

An exclamation came to his ears, but it was an elder of the Luo family who couldn't bear it mentally, turned into a ray of startled rainbow, and fled down the mountain desperately.

However, at this moment, such behavior is undoubtedly very stupid.

Yue'er was a gentle and obedient little girl in front of Lin Xuan, but she was different to other people. She raised her jade hand and slowly moved forward.

The escaping light stopped abruptly, and the fleeing monk was surprised to find that the spiritual power in his body was beyond his control, but this was not the most terrifying thing.

His body, like an inflated ball, swelled up without warning, getting bigger and rounder, his clothes were torn, and then a bang came into his ears, filling the sky with blood mist. The fleeing monk actually blew himself up.

Of course, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he didn't do it voluntarily.

For a moment, everything was silent, even the ancestor of the Luo family had a dismal face, and his body trembled like chaff.

In the human world, he was already a top-notch powerhouse, and usually he would take life and death, but at this moment, the monk with higher magic power was actually more afraid of death.

The supernatural powers shown by Yue'er were too profound and complicated, which made him unable to think of resistance.

After a little hesitation, he knelt down with a bang and kowtowed repeatedly: "Fairy, spare my life, Fairy, spare my life."

Those who know the current affairs are heroes, and survival is the most important thing. With the despicable and shameless cultivators, at critical moments, they don't care about dignity and face at all.

The cultivators of the Luo family were stunned. On weekdays, the ancestor was a god-like existence in their minds, and they never dreamed that they would see such a humble and cowardly side of him.

I felt great contempt in my heart, but while those guys looked down on the ancestors, they knelt down without hesitation. To put it bluntly, immortal cultivators are greedy for life and afraid of death.

The only ones left standing were the fifth-order demon clan, the nine-headed patriarch who was greedy and lustful, and had done many cruel things, but relatively speaking, he had a bit more backbone than the monks of the Luo family.

Bending his knees and begging for mercy, he asked himself that he couldn't do it.

After a little hesitation, the Nine-headed Patriarch's eyes flashed with determination, and he slapped the back of his head with his right hand suddenly, and a pearl the size of a longan flew out of his mouth.

It is glittering and translucent, and there are actually five colors of spiritual light constantly circulating on the surface, which is extraordinary at first glance.

This is the demon pill that he condensed through thousands of years of hard work.

It is more difficult for the monster clan to cultivate immortals than humans, but if there is a loss, there is a gain. In terms of lifespan, they generally live much longer than humans.

The nine-headed ancestor is an old monster that has lived for thousands of years.

Lin Xuan has seen a lot of monster pills, but he has never heard of a fifth-level one. After all, who dares to kill the demon clan in the separation and reunion period?

Moreover, if the cultivation level has reached that level, it must mean that there is a strong strength behind it. Even Wangtinglou would not dare to attack the fifth-order monster race lightly. The flames of war between the clans.

The demon pill can be used as medicine, and it can be used to refine treasures. The fifth-level one is really something that can't be found.

Although Lin Xuan couldn't move, he still had no problem speaking: "Yue'er, if the demon pill stays, the young master will be useful."

"Young maidservant knows." Yue'er turned her head and said with a sweet smile, the murderous look on her face was gone, only the gentleness like water was revealed.

The monks of the Luo family were also a little confused. Is it really King Asura in front of them?

In terms of demeanor, there are indeed a lot of doubts. Even in the face of a true fairy, the majestic Lord of the Underworld is unambiguous, how could he be a young girl in front of him.

But if she said no, how should she explain her strength? With every gesture, she killed the immortal cultivator in the separation and separation period.

The weirdest thing is that her cultivation is only at the alchemy stage, which is the most puzzling thing.

Is there any other mystery in it, is it the milky white beam of light just now, or is it related to Shura's divine blood?

The ancestor of the Luo family kowtowed in fear, but in his mind, his thoughts were constantly turning. An old monster of his level has experienced more wind and rain than ordinary people have walked across bridges. How could he really give in easily? , It's just a strategy to slow down the army.

The winner is the one who laughs at the end, not to mention kowtow, as long as he can turn things around, no amount of humiliation matters.

The old monster thought viciously in his heart.

His eyes swept across Yue'er, his heart was shocked, but he quickly covered it up very well, and quietly moved his eyes away.

You read it right, the silver glow around this little girl's body was much dimmer than before.

So the old monster began to boldly speculate that this little girl had never been inherited from King Asura at all, and she hadn't even refined Asura's divine blood.

It's just that the milky white beam of light just now is the little power left by King Ashura in this world, and by some coincidence, it was poured into the body by that girl.

But this kind of power needs to be used a little less, and it may even slowly disappear as time goes by.

In other words, the reason why this girl is able to "fire so fiercely" at this moment is that she is pretending to be a tiger, borrowing the remaining power of King Asura in the world. If I can find a way to delay the power until it disappears...

The other party was only a ghost girl at the alchemy stage, and it was easy to deal with her. She also had the unrefined Shura blood. Thinking of this, the ancestor of the Luo family felt hot, but on the surface, he still looked panic-stricken.

I started planning how to deal with Yue'er in my heart.

Unlike the ancestors of the Luo family who were deeply scheming, the other Nascent Soul stage immortal cultivators, although one or two, were not easy to deal with, but at this moment, they had no extra thoughts. , How dare they take chances!

The ancestor of the Luo family looked at his nephew beside him, and a vicious look flashed in front of his eyes.

As the saying goes, those who achieve great things don't care about small things, as long as they can get enough benefits, what is the family?

"Zicong."

As one of the two late-stage monks in the clan, Luo Zicong's status is second only to the ancestor. After all, the bloody boy is cruel and vicious, and he is already the chosen patriarch because he is good at dancing.

This time taking Shura's divine blood went through twists and turns, but everyone gritted their teeth and overcame it. I didn't expect it to turn into this kind of result in the end. Could it be that the sky is really going to kill my Luo family.

Just as he was feeling uneasy, the ancestor's sound transmission entered his ears. Luo Zicong couldn't help but turn around suspiciously.

"Don't move, the old man is using a secret technique to talk to you and all the disciples. This secret technique is related to the blood. No matter how strong the girl's spiritual sense is, she can't eavesdrop."

Luo Zicong was not the only one, the eight surviving Luo family disciples all heard the sound transmission from their ancestors.

"Do you still remember that before we set off, I asked each of you to take a panacea."

Luo Zicong nodded very slowly. He naturally remembered that the surface of the elixir was covered with a layer of wax, and it just stayed in the body after taking it.

He was still very puzzled at the time, and asked what the purpose of doing this was, but the ancestor smiled and did not answer, saying that it has its own advantages at critical moments.

Although he was puzzled, Luo Zicong still obeyed. Firstly, he did not dare to disobey the orders of his ancestors, and secondly, all the elders obeyed. Unless the ancestors went crazy, it would be impossible to harm all the elders.

"Listen to me, what is wrapped in the wax pill is a drop of Wannian spiritual milk."

"Ten thousand years spiritual milk?"

The crowd almost couldn't help exclaiming, even though they tried their best to hide it, they were still moved. It is a legendary thing, and it can be encountered in the spirit world, but it is said that just one drop can restore the monk's exhausted mana. There is such a treasure in your hand?

And actually generously let them take it in advance?

Surprised in my heart, of course it is impossible to continue to ask questions now, only the sound transmission of my ancestors continued to reach my ears: "This time the treasure hunt, the old man did not expect so many changes, but luckily left behind , After so many battles, your mana is running low, listen to the old man's instructions, break the wax pills, and then drink the spiritual milk, and your cultivation will be fully restored."

"The woman in front of me is too scary, but no matter what, I can't let you all die here, otherwise the Luo family in Tianzhou may really be exterminated. After a while, you will run away desperately after drinking the spiritual milk. The old man will use the secret technique of the family to stop her with all his strength, although he can't beat her, but he should be able to delay her for a while." The ancestor of the Luo family said righteously.

After the elders were stunned, their expressions were very moved. Of course they knew what the secret technique was, burning their lives in exchange for power, and the final result would not only fall, but also be lost.

However, he was originally in a desperate situation, but now he has a glimmer of life, and everyone is very excited.

The original contempt and dissatisfaction with the ancestors all disappeared without a trace, replaced by longing and emotion.

It's a pity that they didn't realize that, deep in the eyes of the ancestor of the Luo family, there was a hint of complacency and ridicule.

Immortal cultivators are mostly selfish, although there are exceptions, such as Lin Xuan and Yue'er, who can put their own safety at risk for the sake of each other, but the ancestors of the Luo family are by no means such people.

Yue'er didn't know about such a small action, at this moment, she was staring at the Nine-headed Patriarch without blinking, the young master said that the demon pill is useful, so she must get it.

It seems that in the past two hundred years, she has never given the young master a gift, and Yue'er does not want to disappoint Lin Xuan.