Chapter 1403 Searching for Immortal Cultivation Resources

Somewhere in the starry sky of the Blood Sky Starfield, a nine-color light gate floats in the starry sky, and the word "good luck" can be clearly seen.

Two flashes of light flew from a distance, and one flicker stopped, and the figures of Wang Ruiqing and Qianyue Shenjun appeared, their expressions excited.

"Haha, I'm finally alive, and my chance has arrived."

Wang Ruiqing said excitedly.

She traveled around these years, mainly looking for the ashram of the Immortal Good Fortune, but unfortunately she failed to do so. When she passed the Chiyang Starfield, she contacted God Lord Qianyue and accidentally learned that the ashram of the Immortal Good Fortune appeared in the world.

"Mo Yazi and Xuehe Shenjun must have already entered, don't let them preempt."

Lord Ganyue said.

Wang Ruiqing nodded, she looked into the void somewhere, and said, "Which fellow Taoist is here? Why do you need to hide?"

Shenjun Qianyue's face turned cold, if Wang Ruiqing hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't even know that someone was hiding here.

A golden light lit up somewhere in the void, and a burly man in a golden shirt appeared. The big man in the golden shirt was full of monsters, and his eyes were shining with golden light.

"Friend Daoist Mouse, it's you!"

Wang Ruiqing's face froze, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

"It's right here. I didn't expect the dojo of Immortal Good Fortune to appear in the Blood Sky Starfield. Those who see it will have a share. The two fellow Taoists won't stop me!"

The big man in the golden shirt said meaningfully.

God Moon Goddess was about to speak, but Wang Ruiqing spoke first, "Your Excellency is the real spirit swallowing the mouse, so naturally I dare not stop it. Whether or not I can get the inheritance of the Immortal Venerable Creation depends on my own chance."

"True Spirit Swallowing Rats!"

Lord Qianyue said in surprise.

"Mrs. Wang actually knows that I am a true spirit, and the news is really well-informed."

The big man in the golden shirt laughed.

"Hmph, Daoyou Feng and the five of you planned to attack you, and you will eat them all once they are gone forever! If you are not a true spirit, you don't have such a great ability."

Wang Ruiqing said with a cold snort.

"Hehe, they are too courageous. They dared to take my idea and wanted to cultivate into a true spirit with the help of the core of the true spirit. They found the wrong person."

The big man in the golden shirt chuckled, his face full of murderous intent.

"They are them, I am me, let alone, someone is coming, I will go in first."

After Wang Ruiqing finished speaking, she flew into the gate of nine colors of light, followed by Lord Qianyue.

The big man in the golden shirt couldn't move his eyes easily, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

A ray of spiritual light flew from a distance, and a flash stopped, revealing a graceful girl in a golden skirt with a demonic aura.

"Insect Fairy, you have counted."

The big man in the golden shirt said with a smile.

The body of the girl in the golden skirt is a real hundred-headed worm, and the two have a good relationship.

The dojo of Immortal Good Fortune appeared in the Blood Sky Starfield. Tun Tianshu was worried that it was a trap set up by human monks, so he specially notified the hundred-headed worm, and the two joined forces, even if there was an ambush, they could get out.

"Aren't you afraid to go in alone?"

The girl in the golden skirt said, her eyes fell on the nine-color light gate.

"The human race is too cunning and has to be guarded against."

The big man in the golden shirt said.

"Let's go in! I hope to get good things. Although you and I are true spirits, it is still difficult to survive the nine-nine thunder calamity."

The girl in the golden skirt said, and flew towards the nine-color light gate.

The big man in the golden shirt nodded and followed, and the two of them flew into the nine-color light gate.

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In a vast and boundless blue dense forest, there were bursts of loud thunder from high in the sky, and thick silver lightning strikes down.

Han Debiao was fighting with a giant silver eagle. The whole body of the giant silver eagle was surrounded by countless silver arcs, and its body surface was dripping with blood.

Thick silver lightning strikes Han Debiao's body like a tickle. He has cultivated into a true spirit, and his physical body is extremely powerful.

Han Debiao swung the burning stick and smashed it at the silver Thunderhawk.

The sound of the stick was like thunder, and heavy stick shadows swept out, like red volcanoes, smashing towards the silver Thunderhawk.

The Silver Thunderhawk didn't dare to take it head-on, and wanted to avoid it. A black circle of light swept over, the sky darkened, the wind was strong, and a powerful evil spirit rushed into its mind, making it noisy.

Lingyu!

Han Debiao has taken the fruit of enlightenment, and has cultivated the spiritual realm to the realm of Xiaocheng.

Before the Silver Thunderhawk came back to his senses, the shadow of the heavy stick hit the Silver Thunderhawk's head, and its head burst like a watermelon, spilling blood on the spot.

The body of the Silver Thunderhawk fell from a high altitude and hit the ground.

Han Debiao grabbed it 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 Thunderhawk, dug out a silver ball, held it high, and there was no abnormality in the sky.

"Haha, eighth-level lightning-absorbing beads."

Han Debiao laughed out loud, his expression excited.

He put away the body of the silver Thunderhawk 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, and with a few more eighth-level lightning-absorbing beads, there will be no major problem in surviving ninety-nine thunder tribulations."

Han Debiao said with a smile.

"Whether there is a lightning-absorbing bead in a monster's body is entirely a matter of probability. It is already very good to get an eighth-order lightning-absorbing bead."

Han Zhangxiang said.

Han Changming deeply agreed. He took out a shining yellow Xingyue disk and entered a formula. Han Wenlong's voice sounded: "Changming, where are you! I'm also in the dojo of the good fortune fairy."

Han Wenlong was out on errands, otherwise he would have entered the dojo of Immortal Good Fortune with Han Changming and others.

"I can't tell. It's too big here. There is no reliable reference. We are currently in a forest."

Han Changming said.

"Wenlong, be more careful and don't be careless."

Han Zhangxiang exhorted.

Han Wenlong has also cultivated into a true spirit, and Han Long has entered the Mahayana stage.

"Understood, let's split up and hope to meet."

Han Wenlong said.

Han Changming chatted with Han Wenlong for a few words, then put away the Xingyue plate.

With a pinch of Han Zhangxiang's tactic, Xuanyang flew away into the distance.

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Somewhere in the endless yellow desert, the wind whizzes past, and the sky is full of yellow sand.

Mo Yazi stood with the God of Blood River, and hundreds of thousands of yellow demon ants were attacking them.

Blood radiated from the surface of the Blood River Divine Lord, and a long blood-colored river appeared, and the blood-colored river rolled and surged, turning into a series of blood-colored high walls to protect them.

When the yellow monster ant touched the blood-colored high wall, it instantly turned into blood.

Mo Yazi sacrificed a small mirror with twinkling white light, and entered a formula. The size of the small white mirror exploded, emitting a stream of white light, covering the yellow demon ants.

When the yellow demon ant touched the white glow, it was instantly frozen and turned into an ice sculpture.

With a pinch of the Blood River Divine Sovereign Art, the blood-colored river rolled like boiling water, and blood-colored arrows flew out, heading straight for the yellow demon ants.

The yellow demon ant was hit by the bloody arrow and instantly turned into a pool of blood.

In less than a quarter of an hour, most of the yellow monster ants were killed, and the eighth-rank ant king was also killed, and the rest of the monster ants scattered and ran for their lives.

"There are eighth-rank demon ants here, and the resources for cultivating immortals are not ordinary!"

The Blood River God Lord said in surprise.

In the outside world, seventh-level monsters are rare, but there are eighth-level monsters here. Besides, there are also many eighth-level monsters.

"Don't waste time here, I hope to find the residence of Immortal Good Fortune sooner, and don't let other people take the lead."

Mo Yazi said.

They turned into two rays of light and flew towards the sky, and soon disappeared.

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There was a rolling emerald green mountain range, and there was a loud thunder sound from the depths of the mountain range, lightning flashed and thunder thundered, and thick silver lightning bolts struck down.

A blood-robed old woman with a rosy face stood on the top of a peak, looking at the thunderclouds in the distance, with a solemn expression.

An eighth-rank demon tortoise was going through a great catastrophe, and she didn't dare to get too close, lest the thunder catastrophe would attack her.

The old woman in the blood robe frowned, and flew towards the distance. A huge ship flew from a distance, and Han Changming and others stood on the deck.

"Master Wanhu!"

The blood-robed old woman frowned, and her expression became tense.

Han Changming and his party have five Mahayanas, and she is no match at all.

"Do you know me?"

Han Changming was puzzled.

"Old man Wu Yun, I have heard of the name of Fellow Daoist Han."

The blood-robed old woman said politely.

"We have taken a fancy to this monster turtle, Madam Wu, let's go to other places for a while!"

Han Debiao said.

It is impossible for them to give up the eighth-level demon tortoise to the other party, and to get the shell of the demon tortoise, plus the eighth-level lightning-absorbing beads and the real body of the real spirit, they will be able to survive the nine or nine thunder calamities much easier.

Wu Yun didn't show any signs of dissatisfaction either. The world of cultivating immortals respects strength, so it's good that Han Changming and others don't kill her.

Wu Yun breathed a sigh of relief, flew towards the distance, and left this place.

"A Mahayana of the Witch Clan came in, and I don't know how many Mahayana monks have entered the dojo."

Han Zhangxiang said.

"Never mind him! The five of us team up, and we won't be afraid to meet other Mahayanas."

Han Debiao said nonchalantly, the three of them had cultivated into true spirits, their physical bodies were strong, and they also had the Soul Requiem Bell and the Xuantian Treasure. Even if they met late Mahayana monks, Han Debiao would dare to fight.

At this time, the sound of thunder disappeared.

With a pinch of Han Zhangxiang's tactic, the Xuanyang flew towards the depths of the mountains, and stopped over a valley extending in all directions with a flicker. You can see that the ground with a radius of a hundred miles has turned into a piece of scorched earth, and you can see a dying yellow turtle.

Han Debiao was about to kill the tortoise, when the yellow tortoise said: "Fellow Daoist, spare my life, I can take you to treasure hunting, I know where there are good things."

"Let us plant a ban first, otherwise we won't be able to trust you."

Han Zhangxiang said that if they had a guide, it would be much easier for them to hunt for treasure.

"Fellow Daoists planted restrictions, but with my current situation, I can't escape."

The tone of the yellow turtle was a little weak.

Han Zhangxiang planted a ban on the spot, and the yellow turtle cooperated honestly.

"This top-grade elixir is for you, you should be able to transform into a human form after taking it."

Han Changming said, with a flick of his finger, a elixir flew out and flew towards the yellow turtle.

The yellow tortoise opened its mouth and swallowed the elixir. Its body surface glowed yellow and turned into a pale young man.

Han Debiao took out a set of clothes for him to put on, and Han Changming took out some Sanguang Zhenshui and sprinkled it on him.

An astonishing scene appeared, the young man's injuries were all healed, and his complexion looked much better.

"From now on, your name will be Han Xuan! Work for us, and we will not treat you badly."

Han Zhangxiang said.

"yes."

Han Xuan fully agreed.

He put on his clothes, flew to the deck, pointed to the southwest direction and said: "There is a fruit tree there, I don't know what kind of fruit it is, but I eat it and it has the effect of improving mana, and there is an eighth-level fire dragon guarding it."

"You fought it?"

Han Zhangxiang asked.

Han Xuan nodded, and said: "I fought against it, but I couldn't beat it, so I used the earth escape technique and escaped."

Han Zhangxiang nodded, pinched the formula, and the Xuanyang flew towards the southwest at a very fast speed.

The speed of the starship was very fast, ten of them could not breathe, and they arrived at their destination, appearing above a rolling volcano group. There are many volcanoes here, and the air is filled with a strong smell of sulfur.

Han Changming's eyes lit up with a dazzling golden light, and he said with a smile, "Li Huo Xing, it's such a strange fruit."

The growth cycle of Lihuo apricot is as long as 150,000 years. It has the effect of improving mana and is especially suitable for Mahayana monks.

"Then kill it, pick Lihuo apricots, and we'll just make a trip."

Han Debiao said, and flew out with Liang Youshan.

Han Changming and others stayed on the Xuanyang, waiting quietly.

There was a loud bang, the ground shook, and a dragon chant resounded throughout the world. A huge white sword light swept out and cut hundreds of mountains in half. Han Xuan was a little surprised.

In less than half an hour, Han Debiao and Liang Youshan came back.

"Solved, the eighth-level middle-grade Chihuo Jiao, its animal skin is refined into inner armor, the defense must be good, and there are thirty-two Lihuo 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 and is also very powerful."

"Lei Fa! Maybe there are lightning-absorbing beads."

Liang Youshan's eyes lit up and said.

With a pinch of Han Zhangxiang's tactic, the Xuanyang ship lit up with a dazzling golden light and flew towards the distance.

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There is a rolling emerald green mountain range, a steep peak that reaches the sky, and a huge cave at the foot of the mountain. There are bursts of huge explosions coming from the cave, vaguely mixed with the sound of dragons.

Accompanied by a loud noise, the cave exploded, and a cyan falcon flew out of the cave, dripping with blood and looking seriously injured.

Before it flew far, a huge white dragon claw emerged out of thin air and took a photo of it head-on. The cyan falcon fell from a high altitude and hit the ground.

It flapped its wings, and just ten feet away from the ground, a white light fell from the sky and hit it. The body of the blue hawk quickly froze and turned into a huge ice sculpture.

A huge white flood dragon flew out of it, opened its bloody mouth, sprayed out a stream of white rays of light, covered the huge ice sculpture, sucked it into its mouth, and swallowed it.

With a flash of white light, the white flood dragon turned into the appearance of Han Long.

He flew into the cave, and Han Wenlong stood in front of a blue tree with an excited expression.

There are some patterns on the surface of the cyan trees that resemble dragon scales, which are natural.

"Cyan scale wood! This is an excellent material for refining the defense-type heaven-reaching spirit treasure. This green scale wood is more than 200,000 years old, and the defense effect must be very good."

Han Wenlong said to himself.

He sacrificed a short golden blade, chopped off the green scale tree, collected the storage bracelet, and left here with Han Long.