Chapter 464: Thief of Heaven and Earth

"I can handle these third-class evil gods with my current strength."

Wang Ba looked at the figures in the air in front of him, his eyes blank, and he was thinking.

Now that he occupies the position of Yin God, it is not wrong to regard him as one of the evil gods.

As an evil god, the so-called "God's Domain" of the evil gods is also meaningless to him.

Apart from the God's Domain, the third-class evil gods are only slightly stronger than the Yuanying Perfection cultivators.

The use of the "God's Domain" and divine power is even more crude.

In front of Wang Ba, there is no resistance at all.

And Wang Ba also took this opportunity to find out his own strength level.

"If I don't use the Five Elements Divine Power and other means, I should be no different from ordinary Nascent Soul Perfection cultivators. If I use them, with the cooperation of Yin Shen's power, perhaps ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators are no longer my opponents, but there should be a big gap with real Hua Shen cultivators."

"No wonder Master was able to kill Hua Shen cultivators with his Nascent Soul Perfection body in the past..."

He has only combined the Five Elements, Wind and Thunder, Flesh, Soul, Stars, and Divine Patterns, and has surpassed ordinary Nascent Soul Perfection cultivators in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

If he is as proficient as Master and integrates more than ten kinds of essences, and cooperates with Yin Shen's bewitching means, I am afraid that when his Nascent Soul is perfect, most ordinary Hua Shen cultivators in the early stage will not be his opponents.

This is the amazing thing about the Wanfa Vein.

Even if Wang Ba's Wanfa Dao is just in its infancy, its power is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Of course, the reason why he could kill an evil god with one sword was mainly because the Yin God position exempted him from the evil god's 'divine domain', and because Han Yanzi's soul fragment collapsed before, leaving a huge amount of soul power in the Yin God Temple, which he used to bewitch these evil gods.

These thoughts flashed in his mind.

Wang Ba glanced at the evil gods, then raised his head slightly and looked at the cracks in the sky.

Without any hesitation, the mother energy of all things flowed quickly, rolling up the evil gods whose minds were controlled in front of him, and then he flew straight to the few remaining cracks in the sky.

This scene made Guan Ao and others tremble with fear!

"Wang, nephew!"

"No!"

"You haven't condensed the Dao machine yet, you are just sending yourself to die in vain!"

But Wang Ba was very fast. While several people shouted loudly, he had already carried these evil gods and quickly flew into the sky.

"This sky is obviously much lower."

He cleverly avoided the large flames and various disasters that fell from the sky from time to time.

Wang Ba only flew for a while, and immediately noticed the difference from the past.

Originally, he had to fly a long distance to enter the Gangfeng layer closer to the boundary membrane.

However, today, after flying only a short distance, he felt a faint Gangfeng.

This wind seemed silent, but it could eat away the soul and bones in an instant.

The closer to the boundary membrane, the greater the power.

If you are not careful, even if a Yuanying perfect cultivator comes to venture into the depths, even the Yuanying can be blown out.

Only cultivators who have condensed the Dao domain and trained the Yuanshen can withstand the Gangfeng and cross this layer.

Wang Ba naturally had no intention of going deeper. The power of the Gangfeng layer was about the same as that of the Jindan Perfection. He stopped immediately when he could feel the suction from the crack in the sky.

He remembered the feathered snake outside the boundary before clearly.

He didn't come here to block the eyes with his body, but just wanted to get closer, firstly to understand the situation of the crack in the sky, and secondly, to deal with these evil gods.

With a wave of his sleeves.

The evil gods with slightly dull eyes were sent directly to the crack in the sky by him.

The violent gale instantly stimulated the body protection power of the evil gods, and also awakened them.

He glanced around and was shocked and anxious:

"Where is this?!"

"How did we get to this place?"

"This person can ignore our divine domain!"

"Be careful, this person's skills are weird, we have been fooled just now!"

Wang Ba's mind moved.

The five-color magical light quickly flowed into the "Sky Fall", and then he slashed it directly with a knife!

Ping!

A dull collision sound.

Although these evil gods were in a mess, they joined forces and barely resisted it.

Wang Ba's eyes were calm, just holding the virtual knife Sky Fall in his hand.

Staring at these evil gods calmly.

He didn't say anything, but his meaning was very clear.

"Either go forward or die."

"Don't be afraid! He used a magical power, which is so amazing that it must have consumed a lot of mana. He will definitely not be able to use it a second time..."

The Jackal-headed God gritted his teeth.

Although he can still be resurrected after death, after dying once, the huge amount of incense power lost will make even the evil gods feel extremely sad.

When the other evil gods heard the words of the Jackal-headed God, they couldn't help but show their intentions.

Hearing this, Wang Ba calmly moved his eyes slightly and looked at the Jackal-headed God quietly.

Then the black shadow of the Xuanlong Taoist soldier quietly floated on his body.

The surging mana poured into his body.

The five-color magical power brilliance appeared again, and then quickly flowed into the "Sky Fall"...

One knife!

Two knives!

Three knives!

Several knives were cut down in succession.

With each knife falling, the faces of the evil gods became bleak and terrified.

"Not enough mana?"

Wang Ba's eyes were indifferent, and only a hint of mockery could be seen.

The current Xuanlong Dao soldiers have been promoted to the top.

It is difficult to provide him with a higher level of improvement, but as a source of mana, it is roughly enough to deal with the current situation.

"Escape!"

"Escape!"

The evil gods finally couldn't stand such pressure and began to flee.

However, Wang Ba's few knives completely blocked their possibility of escaping to other places.

In a panic, even though they knew it was wrong, they could only retreat to the place reserved by Wang Ba for them.

What made Wang Ba frown slightly was that the suction in the cracks seemed to have no effect on these evil gods.

"Is it because the evil gods were born from the creation of heaven and earth, so they will not be forcibly absorbed by heaven and earth?"

Wang Ba's heart sank.

This seemed to confirm a guess in his heart.

The cultivators are like thieves in this world, stealing the creation of heaven and earth and gathering the spirits of all things for their own use.

And these evil gods are the ones favored by heaven and earth.

They don't ask much from heaven and earth, as long as there are mortals, they are enough to support them.

So, perhaps for the world, these so-called evil gods are the orthodox.

"But... so what?"

Wang Ba calmly slashed out a few more blades in his heart, forcing them to continue to go out of the world.

People can never betray their own positions.

He is a cultivator, so he is destined to look at and deal with problems from the perspective of a cultivator.

After several consecutive slashes, he finally drove all these figures into the crack in the sky amid the unwilling roars of the evil gods.

Even though he was far away, he still saw a flash of black shadows and bursts of creepy chewing sounds in this crack that was less than a foot high...

"Sure enough... these monsters are still there."

Wang Ba's heart sank slightly.

The reason why he drove these evil gods into the crack was not only to confirm his judgment of the evil gods, but also to understand the current situation outside the world.

Now it seems that this world is still in danger of being surrounded by these monsters outside the world.

However, he immediately thought of the totem beasts worshipped by the monks of Tupizhou, and immediately made a correction in his mind:

"To be precise, this world may have been targeted by these monsters from outside the realm a long time ago."

It's just that the Lianxu monk of Huangjizhou broke the boundary membrane and exposed everything.

The danger may soon erupt with the downgrade of the world, or it may not really appear until countless years later. What will happen, perhaps only Xiaocangjie himself knows.

Wang Ba stood in the strong wind, letting the strong wind blow his robes and looking up.

It can be seen faintly that on the boundary membrane that has covered the sky above Fenglinzhou for countless tens of thousands of years, pieces of patch-like existence are silently embedded in it.

The sun in the distance shines on those patches, reflecting different colors and traces.

Some of those traces are shaped like arrows, some are like incense burners, and there are ghost claws, octagonal boxes, snowflakes and divine patterns...

Big or small, sparsely falling in every corner of the sky.

"Wang, nephew!"

"Are you okay?"

At this moment, an anxious voice came.

Wang Ba retracted his gaze and scanned with his spiritual sense.

But he saw Guan Ao, Qu Zhongqiu, Ling Weizi and others had already flown up, showing their worries.

Seeing Wang Ba standing in the air safely, he was relieved.

Wang Ba nodded slightly:

"Uncles, don't worry... let's go back first!"

"There are probably a lot of things to deal with in the sect now."

Hearing Wang Ba's words, several people also understood that there was a misunderstanding, and immediately nodded and flew down.

But at this moment.

Guan Ao was suddenly shocked and couldn't help but look up at the sky.

His eyes were slightly fixed:

"What is that?"

Wang Ba heard the words and followed the other party's line of sight.

Seeing that the Dao domain fragment with the traces of the octagonal box in the sky suddenly vibrated.

Wang Ba's eyes were fixed!

The next moment.

Suddenly, a stream of light flew out of the fragments, and then fell directly into Wang Ba's arms.

Everyone looked at it in surprise.

But they found that it was a drum with a simple style, complicated patterns, and full of murderous aura.

Seeing this drum, Guan Ao's face changed slightly:

"This, this is the Yuyang Patriarch?!"

Yuyang Patriarch?

Wang Ba was shocked, and the figure of a boy in white clothes with an indifferent expression subconsciously emerged in his mind.

He couldn't help but lower his head and look at the drum in his arms.

I saw that one side of the drum was intact, but there was a shocking and exaggerated crack on the other drum surface. The edge of the drum body was also covered with cracks, and one of the two hanging drumsticks was broken from it...

"Broken?"

Wang Ba's expression was slightly condensed.

Just seeing the scars on the Yuyang drum, it was enough to imagine the fierce battle it had experienced.

Everyone was shocked, standing in the air, respectfully waiting for a while.

The true spirit of the Yuyang Patriarch in the drum did not appear.

"Did it hurt the origin or... why did it fall into my hands?"

Wang Ba could not help wondering.

He tried to communicate with the true spirit of the Patriarch in the Yuyang drum, but there was no response.

Guan Ao said:

"Wang, there are so many people here, but the Patriarch chose you alone. I think there must be a reason. You might as well keep it first and talk about it after returning to the sect."

Wang Ba could only nod his head after hearing this.

As he spoke, the numerous disasters derived from the extraterrestrial matter seeping out of the cracks in the sky were driven by the strong wind and quickly escaped in all directions, and then fell into the sky.

The greenery on the ground disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Instead, there are visible disasters and invisible disasters.

Floods, seas of fire, etc.

And in the sky further away, there are still tiny gaps scattered in twos and threes.

There, a small amount of chaotic matter is also seeping out...

Seeing this scene, several people couldn't help but feel a lot heavier.

This catastrophe in the Ogura world is far from over yet.

Just facing these gaps, for a while, there was no good way to deal with them.

Everyone stopped for a moment, and then quickly flew towards Taoist Bing and Ji Lan who were guarding the teleportation formation below.

"Lord."

When Ji Lan saw Wang Yan, he quickly bowed and saluted.

"You don't have to be so angry. This time... you did a good job."

Wang Yan was very satisfied with Ji Lan's performance in this battle and the accident, and he did not hesitate to praise him.

Ji Lan didn't even dare.

At this moment.

Several people felt something at the same time and looked towards the southeast.

A figure with surging demonic energy was seen flying towards the direction of everyone.

"Magic monk?"

Guan Ao and Qu Zhongqiu's expressions turned gloomy, and a flash of stern expression flashed across their faces:

"The devil bastards, just kill them all together!"

Only Wang Hao's face changed slightly, and then a rare surprise appeared on his face:

"It's Junior Brother Shen!"

The visitor seemed to have seen Wang Ba, and his speed immediately increased a lot.

Guan Ao and others couldn't help but look at Wang Yan in confusion.

Wang Ba said happily:

"This is my junior brother who we got along with in my early years of practice. Later, by chance, he accidentally joined the Original Demon Sect...but he is the most kind-hearted and upright person."

After saying that, he couldn't help but flew towards the figure to greet him.

Only Guan Ao and Qu Zhongqiu were left looking at each other.

Qu Zhongqiu hesitated for a moment, frowned and said:

"How can a demon sect monk be kind-hearted?"

After hearing this, several people looked at each other with hesitation on their faces.

They are not those young disciples who have never been out. If it is said that this junior disciple of Junior Nephew Wang only does Qi refining or foundation building, then it is still possible.

But the aura on the other party's body, even if everyone is far away, can feel the almost perfect realm of Nascent Soul.

He is also the younger brother of Junior Nephew Wang, and his cultivation time is obviously very short. If he hadn't sacrificed blood to many mortals, it would be impossible for him to achieve the cultivation level he has in front of him.

Lingweizi and Hu Zaixi, on the other hand, looked at each other and recalled that this person seemed to have taken action against the monks from the Kingdom of Gods before. After hesitating for a moment, he pointed it out.

Qiu shook his head slightly during the song:

"Most of what I did before was just pretentiousness and coercion, and I can't count... Forget it, when I get the chance, I'll warn the chief again and don't let others take advantage of me."

When everyone saw the arrival of the demon cultivator surnamed Shen, they immediately kept silent knowingly.

Wang Hao didn't notice this. He was holding Shen Fu's arms and looking up and down.

His acquaintances and close friends left one by one. He was extremely happy to see Shen Fu intact. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. He just patted Shen Fu's arm and said:

"well!"

When Shen Fu saw Wang Ba's slightly gloomy face, he couldn't help but smile:

"Senior brother."

Wang Yan was so keen that he immediately noticed Shen Fu's depressed mood and couldn't help but whisper:

"What? Are you worried?"

Shen Fu was stunned when he heard this, lowered his head subconsciously, then raised his head and forced out an ugly smile:

"No, it's nothing... Mr. Jiang, he's gone."

"But Liang Qiuyu is also dead... The hundred-life soul-sacrifice curse given by his senior brother happened to activate the curse he had cast before, and the two coincided, eventually causing his death at the end of his life."

Wang Ba was startled, then patted Shen Fu's shoulder lightly and said nothing more.

He had experienced the same feeling of submission not long ago.

He understands.

So he knew that it was enough to say nothing at the moment.

He immediately changed the topic and said with a smile:

"Since Liangqiu Yu is gone, and most of the gods in the original Demon Sect have died from the thunder catastrophe, you are no longer restricted by the Demon Sect. Why don't you come back to the Wanxiang Sect with me."

When Shen Fu heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Just when his eyes moved slightly, he saw two monks looking at Wang Ba behind him with a trace of scrutiny.

My heart condensed.

He is no longer the young monk who knew nothing in the past. Over the years he has been in the Demon Sect, it has become instinctive to observe words and expressions, and he instantly saw the hostility hidden in the eyes of the two monks.

I couldn't help but sigh secretly in my heart.

The slightest movement that had originally occurred suddenly returned to calm.

A smile appeared on his face:

"Liang Qiu Yu is dead, but he still has some treasures that I can use. I'm going to search for them. Senior brother, don't worry about me."

Wang Yan was a little surprised, then he frowned and advised:

"Although I haven't had much contact with Liang Qiu Yu, the sect leader... has commented on him before. He has a tolerant nature and is good at keeping things in reserve. You'd better not touch Liang Qiu Yu's things, lest he still have them. What means of resurrection from the dead...Junior brother, why don’t you come back to the sect with me?”

Shen Fu smiled and declined Wang Yan's invitation again:

"Old Demon Jiang is gone. I also want to go for a walk alone. After so many years of practice, I have never truly seen this world freely... When I get tired, I will come to see my senior brother again. Senior brother, you will not dislike me then. Bar?"

"It looks like your skin is itchy."

Although Wang Ba felt that something was wrong, he didn't think much about it. He laughed and cursed, then took out some cultivation treasures from his storage magic weapon and gave them to Shen Fu.

Shen Fu did not refuse. After thinking about it, he took out a jade slip and printed all the key points of the exercises he had obtained from Liang Qiu Yu's memory into it.

I just don't know why, but the "True Demon Sutra of the Ten Directions" he practiced could not be copied out.

However, despite this, the content covered here is also amazing.

Shen Fu handed the jade slip to Wang Hao. He noticed that the two people behind Wang Hao seemed impatient, so he said softly without saying anything more:

"Senior brother, if anything happens, please come to me at any time."

Wang Hao heard the meaning of farewell in the other party's tone, and felt a rare trace of sadness. He accepted the jade slip given by Shen Fu and nodded:

"Take care of yourself. If anything happens, come to the Wanxiang Sect to find me... There is a communication tool here. You can take it with you and contact me at any time."

He gave Shen a 'spirit ear' used by monks of the Incense Path.

This object is far less capable of instant communication than the Lingxi Stone, but it is also much faster than the ordinary transmission notes.

Shen Fu took the Ling'er, bowed solemnly to Wang Ba, and then walked away.

Looking at Shen Fu's leaving figure, Wang Hao stood there for a while and sighed.

The changes in just one day are no less than a sea of ​​change.

It seemed like a long time had passed.

"Return to the clan."

he whispered.

…

The howling wind blew the land in front of me.

But just over ten feet away, it turned into a world of ice and snow.

After bidding farewell to his senior brother, Shen Fu slowly walked through these disasters with a precious light floating on his body.

He gently rubbed the fallen snowflakes with his hands, and his face showed a strange color:

"Although these disasters derived from things outside the world are severe and extremely harmful, if they are used properly, they can also extract parts that can help practice. This is an unprecedented opportunity for casual cultivators. ...It’s a pity that the skills I practice don’t have much demand for these.”

Subconsciously he asked:

"Old Demon Jiang, what exactly is this thing that creates disasters..."

The voice suddenly paused.

Shen Fu stood there stunned, feeling in a trance in his heart.

He couldn't help but murmur:

"Old Demon Jiang..."

Having been with each other for so many years, he has long been accustomed to the other's existence.

The sudden departure of the other party was not like a thrilling rainstorm, but the dampness that remained in his heart for a long time and refused to dissipate every time he accidentally touched it...

at this time.

He was suddenly startled.

"what happened?!"

The demonic energy suddenly overflowed from his body.

The "True Demon Sutra of the Ten Directions" suddenly and quietly started to run spontaneously without his urging.

The next moment, a cold and old voice suddenly came to his ears:

"All disciples of the Holy Sect, hurry back to the sect. If there is any disobedience..."

Hearing this voice, Shen Fu suddenly widened his eyes:

"This...this is impossible! Hasn't he already..."

Dayan.

Original Demon Sect... old site.

A land of ruins, corpses, and human skins.

An old shadow stood alone in the middle of the ruins, looking up at the patched sky with his hands behind his hands.

A mixture of luck, anger, gloom and ferocity flashed across his eyes.

"So what if the heaven and earth are degraded?"

"I will definitely find a way to ascend! No one can stop me! No one can!"

…

Tianmozhou.

Near the sea to the west.

In the endless desert, there are only a few green spots.

Suddenly one day.

There was a collapse in a desert.

Then the scope of the collapse expanded rapidly.

A huge hole measuring tens of thousands of feet was formed almost in the blink of an eye.

Then there seemed to be a huge force shot out of the hole, and suddenly the sand flew up.

A huge green and red bird jumped up from the hole in the wild sand, spread its wings and flew high into the sky!

His eyes were filled with extreme excitement!

"It's done!"

"I finally did it!"

"Haha, I have finally gotten rid of that capon's body! From now on, I will no longer be subject to that capon's body... Huh? Why do I feel so much lower today... Hey, why does it seem like there are a lot more cracks?"

Fan Ming flapped his huge wings in astonishment, stopped where he was, and stared blankly at the sky.

Then he couldn't help but turn his head and look around.

murmured:

"Am I getting bigger...or is this world getting smaller?"

"Why don't you feel well?"

But it soon stopped thinking about it.

There was an extremely uncomfortable feeling in his body.

"Well... I'm so hungry. I need to find something to eat quickly!"

"This body is good in every aspect, and its potential is astonishing. It's still in its infancy and is already on the verge of becoming a divine beast... but it's so edible."

I was a little distressed when I turned over Minglue.

The monks around have been almost eaten by it.

But the appetite of this physical body is getting more and more frightening.

"It doesn't work in the sky, and it doesn't work on the ground, so we have to look for it in the sea..."

Fan Ming thought about it, flapped his wings, and quickly dived into the sea not far away.

And just as he dived into the sea.

Fan Ming suddenly felt his head shake!

He then found out in disbelief that the feathers on his body had instantly retracted and turned into scales!

The wings, in the blink of an eye, turned into fish fins...

The two claws also instantly degenerated and retracted into the body.

The bird head turned into a fish head!

"I, I turned into a fish?!"

Fan Ming couldn't help but scream.

However, when the words came to his lips, they turned into something that was extremely familiar to him, full of doubts and stupidity:

"Huh?"

Fan Ming's soul was instantly shocked, and he couldn't believe it:

"Bing, Bingyi?!"

However, he couldn't make any sound at all, and could only hear the extremely stupid chicken making an extremely stupid sound:

"Cluck? Master... where is it?"

The big fish controlled by Bingyi roamed in the sea, following its instincts, eating a large number of sea creatures, and finally barely resisted hunger.

Then it rushed out of the sea without stopping, trying to find the whereabouts of its owner.

And the moment it rushed out of the sea.

This fish of amazing size silently turned into a giant red and green bird.

With a flap of its wings, it quickly fled away from the sea.

Then it hung in the air, looking down at the sea below.

Two sharp eyes were full of relief:

"Fortunately, this Bingyi is a fool, otherwise I would be in trouble... But why did I become a fish?"

"Why is this Bingyi still entangled with me?"

It was not very clear, it only knew one thing, that is, absolutely, absolutely not to go to the sea.

Obviously, the change from bird to fish and the change from fish to bird are both related to the sea.

"But... without the food in the sea, how can I fill my stomach?"

Fanming was worried again.

Food is the biggest problem facing this body.

In the past few years, it has been worried about the food of this body almost all the time.

Because it was worried about attracting the Divine Transformation Monk, it was in a state of fear day and night.

It thought that after successfully transferring the Yuanshen to the offspring, this problem would naturally be solved.

The result was still the same.

It looked around.

The cracks in the sky occasionally oozed out chaotic substances, which then evolved into various strange phenomena.

Wind, fire, thunder and lightning...

It suddenly sniffed its nose, and then couldn't help but stare at the chaotic substances that oozed out.

The instinctive induction made its eyes eager to move:

"Why do I feel that it seems to be delicious?"

"How about...try it?" (End of this chapter)