Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Chapter 876 Shadow Gu Advanced

Hundreds of Wuji Sect disciples rushed into the valley like wolves and tigers.

They fell into the spiritual field, and did not care about the age of the spiritual medicine. They just pulled it out and put it into the jade box prepared in advance.

"Stop! Whose demon king's men are you? How dare you break into the spiritual field of Master Fengying!" An old man with a wolf skin wrapped around his waist shouted loudly.

The old man was a ninth-level Qi training cultivator, and he was one of the highest cultivators among the hundreds of people in the valley.

As he spoke, he angrily rushed to the nearest Wuji Sect disciple.

The Wuji Sect disciple was a male cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building.

The order they received was to collect the spiritual medicine in the valley as soon as possible, and the order did not ask them to kill people.

Therefore, the male cultivator did not intend to pay attention to the natives in the valley.

But the other party was ignorant of life and death and dared to stop him from collecting spiritual medicine!

He raised his hand to get rid of the old guy who was in the way.

At this time, Song Wen's voice suddenly came.

"Don't kill him, take him to the flag ship, I have something to ask."

After receiving Song Wen's order, the male cultivator immediately stepped forward and grabbed the old man's neck. The majestic spiritual power flowed into the old man's body, making him unable to resist, and then carried him to the flag ship.

"Report to the Demon Lord, the person is here." The male cultivator said.

Song Wen waved his hand.

The male cultivator bowed and retreated.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the spiritual field of Master Fengying?"

The old man now understood that the strength of the group of people in front of him was not something he could contend with, but he was still fearless, pointing at Song Wen and scolding him.

"Fengying?" Song Wen asked, "Are you planting spiritual medicine for Fengying?"

"Exactly!" A hint of pride appeared on the old man's face. "You trespassed on Master Fengying's spiritual field, and Master Fengying will definitely cut you into pieces."

The old man thought that after he said this, the other party would be scared to death.

Unexpectedly, Song Wen asked again with a calm face.

"Where did you come to this valley from?"

The hundreds of people in the valley, although their cultivation was not high, were all genuine cultivators.

Among the human race, those with spiritual roots who could cultivate were only a small part of them.

This was enough to show that these people were selected and brought here.

"Human Circle (Juan) Island."

Song Wen showed some doubts in his eyes. He had never heard of this island.

He cast his eyes on Fang Xian, who hurriedly replied.

"Report to the Demon Lord, Human Circle Island is to the west of Fangzhu Island, about 100,000 miles away. It is an island that the demon race uses to feed the human race. There are more than 100 million mortals on this island, all of whom are blood food for the demon race."

Song Wen heard what Fang Xian said, and the old man naturally heard it clearly.

"Those people on the Human Circle Island are all stupid and low-class. It is their honor to be the blood food of the demon clan. And we who are chosen by the demon clan are the pride of the human race." The old man's tone was full of pride and contempt for the people on the Human Circle Island.

Song Wen shook his head slightly.

This old man is hopeless.

He has been completely brainwashed by the demon clan and regards serving the demon clan as a glorious thing.

It must be said that the demon clan still has some means to achieve such a level in just a hundred years.

"You should also be chosen by a demon king, right? Quickly let your men stop, and then follow me to Fangzhu City to apologize to Lord Fengying, you may still have a chance to survive..."

The old man continued to talk big, but Song Wen didn't want to listen.

"Take it away!"

Fang Xian waved his hand to control the old man, making him unable to speak.

"Demon Lord, how to deal with these people?" Fang Xian asked.

Song Wen said, "Since they are willing to be slaves of the demon race, then satisfy their wishes and feed the disciples' spirit beasts."

"Yes!"

Fang Xian bowed and accepted the order, and then told all disciples that anyone with spirit beasts should release them.

There are not many disciples in Wuji Sect who raise spirit beasts, and most of them are auxiliary spirit beasts for exploring and searching for things. There are only a hundred spirit beasts among the thousands of disciples.

These spirit beasts rushed into the valley.

In fear and anger, the natives died in the mouths of the beasts.

During this period, all the spiritual medicines in the valley were also pulled up, and even the layer of soil on the surface was packed away.

This soil contains extremely rich spiritual energy and can be transplanted to other places to open up spiritual fields.

After the matter was settled, the Wuji Sect fleet continued to move towards Fangzhu Island.

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Perhaps because they wasted a lot of time on the road, when the Wuji Sect fleet arrived at Fangzhu Island, the people from Liangyi Sect and Cui Family had already arrived; but they should have just arrived not long ago, and the disciples of Liangyi Sect and Cui Family were searching everywhere on the ruins of Fangzhu City. Xuan Chengzi, Cui Xuanjing and other Yuanying cultivators stayed on their respective spacecrafts and did not show up in person.

"Master Jiyin, you Wuji Sect are a little late." Xuan Chengzi said.

Song Wen did not reply to Xuan Chengzi immediately, but sent a message to Fang Xian beside him.

"Tell your disciples to disperse and look for the treasures of the demon clan."

Fang Xian took the order and turned around to convey the order.

Song Wen then spoke, "Fellow Daoist Xuan Chengzi, it seems that your sect has gained a lot and found the treasure house of the monster race?"

Xuan Chengzi said, "The monster race's treasure house is not in this Fangzhu City, or the monster race does not have a treasure house at all. My sect only got some materials from the monster beasts and two small spiritual fields."

"In that case, my Wuji Sect still has a chance to find the treasure house?" Song Wen said.

Xuan Chengzi smiled and replied, "That depends on your luck."

Just then.

Song Wen suddenly felt that the shadow Gu that was sleeping in his body suddenly woke up.

Moreover, it seemed to be in urgent need of consuming a large amount of spiritual energy and blood, and was trying to absorb the pure energy contained in Song Wen's internal organs.

Song Wen frowned slightly. The current condition of the shadow Gu was obviously a sign of advancing to the fourth level.

But if the shadow Gu advances at this moment, it will definitely be exposed to everyone.

After a simple thought, Song Wen decided to let the shadow Gu advance at this time.

After all, if it is forcibly suppressed, it is likely to cause the shadow Gu to miss the opportunity to advance. By then, it will be too late to regret.

Song Wen opened his mouth and spit out the shadow Gu out of his body.

As soon as the shadow Gu appeared, it instantly grew larger, turning into the size of a basin, and then sent a signal of "hunger" to Song Wen.

After Song Wen asked all the disciples on the flag ship to get off the ship, he released the corpse of the black dragon.

The corpse of the black dragon was dozens of feet long, almost occupying the entire deck.

The shadow insect could not wait to get into the mouth of the black dragon, and then began to feast on it.

At the same time, Song Wen set up a spirit gathering array on the spaceship.

The spiritual energy above Fangzhu City was immediately attracted and gathered.

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