Chapter 427 Sea Lord, the World of Immortal Cultivation Is Full of Turtle Shells, Soul Painter, a Picture of Turtles in the Cloud World Having a Meeting!

Xuanyou Ancestral Land.

Shen Lian, sitting alone in the cave, started his second millennium plan to make up for the shortcomings of the first millennium plan.

The core of this millennium plan is the Immortal Palace.

Once the Immortal Palace comes to the world and obtains the necessary spiritual medicine for physical cultivation, it will be the time for him to take off on the spot. He dare not imagine what it would be like if he became a sixth-level craftsman. He would be willing to eat sixth-level immortal fruits and sleep with seventh-level Taoist partners every day.

The red fire was blazing, and the iron and steel were clashing. Shen Lian, who wanted nothing, once again turned into a fireman to refine the mineral material divine gold for the future.

In the Bu Tianzhu.

The green light was overflowing, and the brilliance was magnificent. In the rays of light that fell, various prying words were brought back.

There were busy scenes everywhere.

It was the eighteenth year since the Beihai Sect was attacked by the Buried Sea Transformation God.

In the West Extreme Land, the Yuanxi Cultivation World, which was almost as remote as the Floating Sea Cultivation World, appeared the Transformation God cultivator of the Buried Sea Force.

However, the sects in Yuanxi cultivation world were not as lucky as Beihai Sect. The strongest sect here only had one late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and the remaining Nascent Soul sects were even weaker.

Even if they were given rare treasures, they could not exert their due power.

In the end, the Bu Tian Order exploded and scared off the Hua Shen cultivators of Zanghai.

Another three years.

Luofeng cultivation world, which was also a remote place, also had Hua Shen from Zanghai forces descend.

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"Master, up to now, Qingyun, Dijiang, Zhenyuan... Luofeng, Yuanxi and other 27 cultivation worlds have been attacked by corrupt Hua Shen cultivators."

Dahei played out the jade slips one by one, and the green light of the jade slips quickly showed a series of dynamic scenes, each of which was different.

Since the Bu Tian Order could only be passively eavesdropped, these pictures and scenes were later collected again through Bu Tian's fellow disciples, and the content was mostly the scenes after being attacked by Hua Shen cultivators.

"Judging from the attacked sects, the target of the rotten gods is very clear, mainly targeting the Nascent Soul level cultivators."

"A total of nine gods with different auras were found, one was killed, and the rest were scared away by the Bu Tian Ling."

Shen Lian lay high in the clouds, with more than a hundred light screens flickering in front of him.

It has only been a short time, and these gods have wandered to so many places, specifically looking for remote Nascent Soul sects to attack.

At this moment, on the communication platform in the Bu Tian Zhu.

The most popular topic is this matter.

Let all Nascent Soul sects be vigilant.

Because someone has come forward to tell the story, the active four-phase tower with matching formations has become a hot-selling product.

This thing can sense the breath of the god level in advance and open the formation in seconds. As long as it is not so unlucky, it can leave a breath of buffer for the sect.

Haha, it works well.

"Even the Divine Soul cultivators have been sent out. It can be seen that these people are in urgent need of high-level flesh and blood essence."

"In addition, these people are not stupid. They know that the powerful Nascent Soul sects in the middle continent have means, so they only dare to attack the sects in remote areas quietly."

"It's just that the strength of the sects in these remote areas is too weak. Even if the master gives them spiritual treasures and talismans, they can't use them to stimulate the power they should have."

Seeing that Shen Lian's expression did not change, Dahei knew that this was the master's intention for him to continue talking, otherwise, he would have given himself a brain collapse.

It said the truth. Even if it was just a fifth-level low-grade talisman, a Nascent Soul cultivator would have to consume all his blood and mana to fully stimulate it.

In other words, it was like the Beihai Sect did at the beginning.

But Hai Wuya of the Beihai Sect was at least a Nascent Soul Great Perfection, so he could set up this stall. For a sect without a Nascent Soul Great Perfection, even if they had this idea, they didn't have the ability.

A momentary change determined life and death in the hands of a Divine Soul cultivator.

For example, it is not that the master does not secretly help these sects in the future, but it is useless to give them. No matter how good the spiritual treasure is, it must be used by the right cultivators.

"Dahei, have we ever done a losing business for a long time?"

Suddenly, Dahei was stunned.

What does the master mean by this.

Who called himself a dog pill master in the past, ate the good pills himself, and sold the bad pills to fellow Taoists at a higher price.

He also sold happy pills.

If others knew that a great cultivator in the late stage of transformation, the actual behind-the-scenes helmsman of the Butian Sect, had sold happy pills to raise spiritual stones, they would be laughed to death.

By the way, the master's happy pills also added potato starch.

Although thinking so in his heart, Dahei said quickly, "When has the master never done a losing business?"

"What else can you say is more profitable than helping a world to revive."

Shen Lian grabbed Dahei and skillfully coiled his two shiny black horns, with a plan in mind.

"I am a kind-hearted person, and I cannot bear to see my fellow Taoists being bullied."

The big black man, whose horns were pinched, rolled his eyes. He was now a hand-held tool of his master, and his whole body was polished until it was shiny and patinated.

...

Twelve years passed slowly.

The Yuanhu Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Located in the northeast of the Yunxiao Realm.

Every cultivation realm had its heyday, and so did the Yuanhu Cultivation Realm.

At the peak of this realm, a great demon fox in the middle stage of the transformation of the spirit walked out. Although he did not succeed in ascending, he also left a great reputation in this realm.

Nowadays, the two most powerful races in this realm are the demon race and the human race, but neither side has the strength to suppress a realm.

The demon race is headed by the Yuanhu Holy Mountain, and has hundreds of demon branches of different sizes.

Among the human race, Tianxuan Palace is the strongest, with monks in the late Nascent Soul stage sitting there, and there are hundreds of other sects and families at the Nascent Soul and Golden Core levels.

Overall, the strength is still good.

On this day, a ball of black light suddenly appeared in the void outside Yuanhu's cultivation world, and the extremely rich rotten atmosphere eroded holes in the void.

A strange snake covered with sores hovered in the air, looking at the outline of Yuanhu's immortal world from a distance.

A pair of eyes burst with blood, and in a snake claw under the abdomen, a gourd with thick overlapping blood scabs on its surface was filled with dark resentment.

"Crack!"

In the void, a thunderbolt fell down without any warning.

A black air ball rolled up on the strange snake, which collided with the falling thunder.

Within the air mass torn apart by the lightning, a broken white bone emerged, covered with exploding thunder nets.

After a few breaths, the dense thunder net was absorbed by the white bones, and a billowing stream of rotten and blood-stained air was spit out from the cracked bones, shrouding the strange snake.

"Jie."

The basilisk screamed and looked up into the void.

It turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the Yuanhu Immortal Realm with a whoosh.

"Buzz buzz!"

In the Yuanhu Immortal Realm, in the nearest Yuanying Sect in the direction where the strange snake broke in, a piercing scream rang out.

An illusory tower-shaped spiritual treasure burst out with colorful light, and spiritual bans shot out from all over the sect.

However, it was still a step slow.

Before the sect-protecting formation was raised, the formation flags and formation disks placed everywhere were exploded by unparalleled energy at the same time.

The huge spiritual thoughts poured down like a waterfall, and the monks in the sect froze at the same time, with frightened expressions on their faces.

Under the strange snake's divine will, all creatures within a radius of five thousand miles were killed by it at once.

"It's an unscrupulous method, but you still want to compete with me."

The strange snake spoke coldly, and the gourd spirit treasure in its claws made an explosive sound.

Soaring into the sky, the sky became bigger and bigger.

Tens of thousands of blood tendrils sprouted from below the gourd, hanging down from the sky and piercing into the bodies of the monks in the mountains and fields.

"There is only one little Yuanying."

After a few breaths, the gourd swept away the flesh and blood essence, and the strange snake showed a dissatisfied look.

No matter how many low-level monks there are, there is still no difference in the essence level between the flesh and blood of the Nascent Soul level, not to mention that the taste of the unlucky spirit tree can no longer satisfy the flesh and blood essence of the low-level monks.

Then, it turned into a stream of light and fled into the distance.

It spans thousands of rivers and mountains, and is repeatedly bombarded by heaven and earth in order to collect a sufficient amount of the essence of flesh and blood at the Nascent Soul level.

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"die!"

In the sky above Moyun Sect in Yuanhu Continent, the claws under the belly of the strange snake were slapped down one after another.

Each sharp claw turned into a thousand feet in size in the air, and fell down thousands of miles across the sky. The terrifying energy surged crazily in all directions, cracking the mountains, rivers and earth.

But inside this collapsed mountain gate, there weren't many monks at all, and there wasn't even one of the Nascent Soul level flesh and blood essence it needed.

After entering the Yuanhu Continent, it caught a Yuanying in the first sect it encountered, and then only an empty shell was left for it in the remaining Yuanying sects.

The angry monster snake vented its anger, and the mountains, lakes, and cities were shattered by it. Some low-level monks did not even scream, and were shattered into a ball of blood mist.

After destroying the mountains and rivers, the strange snake was still angry. The sharp claws under its belly dug directly into the earth, clamping down on the fourth-level spiritual veins underground.

"Buzz!"

However, a round, fruit-like exotic treasure sent ripples deep in the spiritual veins, and a terrifying aura swept out.

In an instant, the strange snake's anger was frightened by this breath, and lightning suddenly appeared above its head and struck directly on its forehead.

The strange snake withdrew its claws and quickly fled away.

But the anger that had just been awakened rushed into his heart again.

A group of ants actually played with it.

"Escape, I will see where you can escape!"

The furious snake flew away in the air, not sparing any city or sect garrison wherever it passed.

Of the Yuanying sects I met along the way, I didn't encounter a single Yuanying, and there were only a few disciples from the sect, not even a fake elixir.

In anger, it smashed the earth, trying to draw out its spiritual veins again, and once again felt the breath of a rare treasure like a fruit in its spiritual veins.

Once it forcibly pulls away the earth vein regardless of other things, the fruit will be the trigger, detonating the entire spiritual vein, making it unable to get even a ray of inspiration, but it may also be impacted.

"Damn it!"

Being manipulated by a group of ants, the strange snake's anger became more and more intense, and the blood in its eyes seemed to burn into blood and fire.

In this way, it flew all the way and killed all the way. Unfortunately, it could only encounter scattered golden elixir monks wherever it went. As for the foundation-building and Qi-training monks, they were simply not enough to sacrifice the withered blood gourd.

As for where the monks from various sects have gone?

They all went to Yuanhu Holy Mountain.

At this moment, Yuanhu Holy Mountain is home to almost all the Yuanying monks in the entire Yuanhu Continent, regardless of whether they are from the human race, the demon race, or other small ethnic groups.

Deep in the Holy Mountain, a teleportation array flashes with silver light, connecting all the sects and families at the Yuan Ying level in Yuanhu Continent.

This kind of formation that can be teleported within the realm is only at the fourth level, so it is quite easy to make. The price on the exchange platform is about the same as a fourth-level mid-level spiritual treasure.

As early as after the first sect was destroyed by the strange snake, the entire Yuanhu Continent knew about the arrival of the strange snake.

Next, the major sects on the continent quickly made arrangements.

The Nascent Soul cultivators gathered at Yuanhu Holy Mountain, and the remaining Jindan-level sects and families all received messages from their respective superior sects, quickly hiding their core disciples and dismissing their disciples.

I won’t explain why they were so uniform and obedient all of a sudden.

The problem of disobedience has been solved after the problematic cultivators were solved, and the beliefs have been highly unified.

Even the human race and the demon race, who have been attacking each other for many years, have gathered together, so are other problems still a problem?

As for some Jindan forces in remote areas, whether they listen to the orders of the Nascent Soul Sect depends on their luck.

A huge formation like a tortoise shell above Yuanhu Holy Mountain covers an area of ​​3,000 miles.

The khaki spiritual bans are densely packed and changing, outlining a tortoise shell pattern similar to the nine-square grid.

In the huge cave in the holy mountain, the Yuanhu cultivation world's most powerful Yuancrocodile demon king and Tianxuan Palace Master Tianxuan Zhenjun, two Yuanying late-stage cultivators, sat on the high ground.

In the cave, there were another five Yuanying late-stage cultivators, plus twenty-three Yuanying middle-stage cultivators, and the remaining more than a hundred people were all Yuanying early-stage cultivators.

Those present were either the sect master, the family master, or the elders of a party. It can be said that the foundation of the entire Yuanhu cultivation world is here.

"Everyone, the transformation of the spirit is pressing, and our Yuanhu world cultivation alliance should work together. If anyone dares to disobey in public, this demon king will never show mercy."

After the words of the Yuancrocodile demon king fell, Tianxuan Zhenjun's eyes were also unusually cold. He glanced at the many cultivators in the cave and spoke.

"Those who disobey in public will be killed, and the forces behind them will also be abolished. The magic power will be reduced to mining slaves and they will never be able to turn over in their lives."

...

The strange snake that crossed the mountains and rivers all the way saw the earth-yellow turtle shell covering the sky and the earth from a distance.

"Arrogant ants, do you really think that you can stop me by forming a coalition?"

The strange snake was surrounded by a strong stench, and its eyes shot out two blood-red rays.

Although the words were full of anger, the strange snake also became serious. The swollen sores on its body emitted streams of black airflow, and countless hazy resentful shadows emerged, forming a scene of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Over the years, these ants have not been so easy to control.

Two of the gods who came out from the core continent have fallen in the hands of these ants.

The fall of the dignified gods at the hands of the small Yuanying sect, all the responsibility lies with the mysterious exchange force.

It was this exchange force that provided the small Yuanying sect with the means to counter the gods.

Let these small Yuanyings who can be controlled at will have the courage to counter the gods. This exchange force is simply destroying the order of the realm.

But this force is hidden too deep, and its tail is still unknown to this day.

Rumble.

For a moment, a strong wind blew in the area of ​​thousands of miles.

In a breath, the originally cloudless sky was shrouded by rolling black rotten breath.

The world seemed to be dark in this area all of a sudden.

The rolling rotten breath rushed to the tortoise shell formation, and the tortoise shell made a harsh sizzling sound during the collision. It can be seen that the large area of ​​spiritual prohibitions on the formation was constantly corroded, and black smoke and dust were emitted.

"Hold on!"

Under the tortoise shell formation, the Yuanying late stage cultivators headed by the Yuan Crocodile Great Demon King and Tianxuan Zhenjun led the way, each holding a formation plate and turning their bodies into the formation center.

In the area of ​​3,000 miles, Yuanying and Jindan cultivators were densely sitting in different places, either on the top of the mountain, or in the valley, or on the underground spiritual veins.

At this moment, all the figures were surrounded by khaki spiritual light, and the light balls covered outside were like stars.

Strands of earthy yellow spiritual energy were drawn from the earthy yellow spiritual veins deep in the earth, gathered on the formation, and collided with the falling rotten breath.

The spiritual veins under the Yuanhu Holy Mountain are between the fourth-grade upper and fifth-grade. At this moment, it is equipped with the fifth-grade lower-grade Turtle Mountain Black Armor Formation, more than a hundred Yuanying cultivators, and three thousand golden elixirs incarnated as the center of the formation, which turned into a tortoise-shell mountain in the darkness.

"Ants, ants, ants!"

In the darkness, the monster snake opened and closed its mouth, swallowing a large amount of black rotten air.

One hundred Yuanying and thousands of golden elixirs are no different from ants in its eyes. They are all this formation and the hateful exchange force.

"Crack!"

A faint light appeared on the roaring monster snake, and then it bloomed with a dazzling blood color, and it turned into a blood-colored giant claw like a flash.

The spirit of the spirit man crashed into the mountain through the tortoise shell formation. Many cultivators who presided over the formation in various parts of the mountain range groaned and spit out blood.

Boom!

Seeing the tortoise shell formation shaking, the blood-colored giant claw grabbed the formation fiercely.

The huge collision sound was earth-shaking. Billions of spiritual prohibitions exploded on the tortoise shell, and the destruction was like sparks that illuminated the dark void for thousands of miles.

Inside the formation, Xuan Gong and Yuan Yu, one of the main formations, one person and one demon, each took out half a talisman when they felt the impact of the giant claw.

The two halves of the talisman merged into one in the air, and after being activated by the magic power, it turned into a towering tree in the air, with lush branches covering three thousand miles, offsetting the shock caused by the giant claw, so that the three thousand Jindan cultivators who controlled the formation were not shocked to death.

The towering spiritual tree talisman flashed and then retracted and floated at the highest point in the formation, emitting dazzling green light.

"Fifth-level spiritual talisman!"

The strange snake roared angrily when it saw the floating spiritual talisman.

"Damn the exchange force!"

It was these damned talismans and formations that gave these ants the confidence to wrestle with it.

"Come and die!"

The angry monster snake attacked again.

Boom!

The tortoise shell defense formation shook violently again, and the towering spiritual wood talismans flourished again, turning into a three thousand li canopy to block the energy of the shock.

Boom!

Boom!

The rolling thunder exploded, but the tortoise shell was as still as a mountain.

"Damn ants!"

The monster snake was so angry that it was smoking, but it never got too close to the formation from beginning to end.

In the past, when the ants were forced into a corner, they would only roar helplessly, but now it was different. Once the fifth-level tokens on these ants were forced into a corner, they would die together with it.

It had already tasted this price on other continents.

After fighting with the monster snake continuously, the cultivators in the formation were exhausted, and the robes of more than half of the Jindan cultivators were stained with blood.

They were only at the third level, and it was a blessing from heaven that they could participate in the fight against the God of Transformation without dying.

In the cave deep in the mountain, many Jindan cultivators came out and began to replace the severely injured Jindan during the intervals of the monster snake's attack.

...

In the cave.

The scenes that happened in Yuanhu Holy Mountain appeared in front of Shen Lian.

Shen Lian coiled up Dahei and watched the defensive battle of the ants against the God of Transformation. Overall, it was good.

The same scene also happened in the remote Jinpeng Xiuxian Realm.

The same means formed a big tortoise shell.

The Yuanying cultivators in the entire Xiuxian Realm gathered together to form the Xiuxian Alliance, disbanded some Jindan forces, and placed a treasure that would perish together in the fourth-level spirit vein.

Zanghai wanted to get blood food, but they couldn't do it.

Bullying the remote cultivation worlds that don't have a spirit transformation, right? Then each cultivation world will form a cultivation alliance.

Gather the exchange points of each sect together to exchange for fifth-level formations and talismans.

There will naturally be conflicts of interest in this process, such as why you choose to build the formation at your mountain gate, and why so many of my cultivators are seriously injured.

But these things were forcibly suppressed, and there will be corresponding exchange points for compensation after the war.

Shen Lian's goal for these remote cultivations is not high, just being able to protect themselves.

Resisting the impact of the cultivators in the early stage of transformation and not being captured to help the enemy is victory.

And the cultivation world with Yuanying Great Perfection cultivators sitting in the seat can resist the early stage of transformation while trying to injure or kill the god.

Self-protection is the premise, and if there is plenty, you can try to attack and gain results.

In the cultivation world in the middle area, the goal is a little higher, and there must be the momentum to beat the early stage of transformation and dare not come to the door, and at the same time, the confidence to compete with ordinary middle stage of transformation.

Of course, this is just Shen Lian's current idea. Due to limited time, there are only more than 50 immortal realms that have formed the Immortal Cultivation Alliance.

It will take some time to make all the immortal realms form an alliance, and some of the Huashen sects in the middle area must also be cleaned up.

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The more sects there are in the immortal realm, the more thoughts there are, and the more trouble it will be to integrate them.

At this moment, the Merit Clone is busy with this matter. Each immortal realm is an independent cycle realm, and there are countless things that go wrong inside.

Shen Lian doesn't pay attention to these, just force them together.

As long as you are good, you will be given spiritual treasures, spiritual talismans, and spiritual pills.

If you are not good, it doesn't matter, just be good in the next life.

If you don't join the Turtle Shell Alliance, you will be captured by the Huashen as blood food, you choose.

With carrots in one hand and sticks in the other, most of the cultivators in the major immortal realms are still very good.

A cultivation world is like a turtle shell, which can not only keep the Burial Sea out, but also drive the Exiled Immortal Tower out, killing two birds with one stone.

In addition, by integrating various cultivation worlds, Shen Lian accidentally discovered the news of the Ascension Tower.

No wonder he couldn't get the news of the Ascension Tower and its subordinate monks, these guys didn't even use the Bu Tian Order.

You should know that in order to promote the Bu Tian Order, the benefits were inhumane, and the monks used all kinds of tricks to attract people for resources.

Unexpectedly, in the remote cultivation world, there are still scattered monks who don't have the Bu Tian Order.

These people are the masters or elders of various sects on the surface, and secretly receive the salary of the Ascension Tower. Each of them is a master of time arrangement.

However, Shen Lian did not touch these people. He and the Ascension Tower are not the kind of enemies who will never stop until the end. The other fellow is still chatting with him every now and then.

It has been more than a thousand years. Do you know how he has been through these thousand years?

At all times, there is always an old man who is silently expressing his feelings.

It is very perverted to think about it, making him like a scumbag.

Every time he finished expressing his feelings, he would lock the Bu Tian Ling in a small dark room.

With this man leading the way, it is not surprising that the vassal cultivators do not have the Bu Tian Ling.

It can only be said that this old man is cruel and steady.

"Master, according to the information collected, this wave of incarnations is indeed heading for the flesh and blood essence of the Yuanying level.

You can see that in the two immortal cultivation worlds of Yuanhu and Jinpeng, they destroyed the cities along the way while venting their anger on the road."

Before letting all walks of life form an immortal cultivation alliance, Shen Lian also considered whether doing so would allow these incarnations to cruelly slaughter an entire immortal cultivation world.

For this reason, he also prepared an extra back-up to prevent these incarnations from going crazy.

But now it seems that the purpose of these incarnations in the Burial Sea is very clear, and they are heading straight for the Yuanying-level sects in various places.

Moreover, these sea-burying gods were also restricted by the heaven and earth, and would be struck by lightning from time to time.

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The core eighteen continents.

The towering trees swayed, and the branches were like whips, whipping the surrounding void, breaking the space.

And behind the broken space, a formation that was connected like a fishing net appeared.

After the branches and twigs broke the space, they collided with the formation and burst out brilliant sparks, each as big as a star, making a piercing explosion.

The spiritual leaves on the towering trees, like crabapples, turned into pieces of blazing golden light and bombarded the formation, forming a terrifying scene like a tsunami, but the formation hidden behind the space was always stable.

This scene made the giant tree whistle piercingly, and more spiritual leaves fell from the tree, gathered into a ball of light, and hit the formation again.

Rumble.

At the moment of space shattering, a branch of the giant tree that was as green and crystal-like as a thorn pierced through the void and suddenly disappeared into the space fragments.

Thousands of miles away, the figure of the white and fat Sea Lord suddenly shook.

The tender green branch suddenly pierced into his forehead, and then released a bloodthirsty breath, wanting to swallow the essence of flesh and blood.

"Buzz!"

But at the moment when the branch swayed, the body of the Sea Lord cracked like foam and turned into dots of white light.

"Evil obstacle!"

A cold voice sounded in another place, and a white bone claw grabbed down in the air, igniting a pale and cold flame, covering the branch.

A shrill scream sounded, and the branch was about to rush back, but the pale flame followed like a shadow, constantly burning the branch into ashes.

Even if the branch pulled back in panic, it also took away the pale flame.

On the trunk of the giant tree, spiritual leaves rustled, and the dazzling blue-gold light shone brightly, forming thick log-shaped voids, which fell towards the Sea Lord.

"The ungrateful wolf who can't be tamed wants to swallow even this deity."

The white bone claws smashed the logs all over the sky, and the Sea Lord stepped into the air, rolling up circles of pale fire and rushing towards the giant tree. Large areas of wood-attributed spiritual energy dissipated under the flames.

The giant tree made a strange squeak, attracting countless branches to block it.

But the Sea Lord did not give up, but rolled up a pale fire dragon of ten thousand feet in size, devouring large areas of branches.

In the towering giant tree, a shadowy tree spirit like a human figure roared with its fangs and claws, but it could not rush out of the giant tree at all. Whenever it wanted to rush out, it would be beaten back by a ball of blazing and hot spiritual prohibition.

"Evil creature, wait a little longer, your blood food will arrive soon."

The Sea Lord summoned the pale flame dragon back to protect the giant tree until most of its branches withered, but he did not relax at all.

Some leaves and branches could not cause much damage to the tree at all, and they would grow again in a short time.

But this tree is too sinister, and it is a spiritual tree that is forbidden to be planted in the fairy world. Almost all forces that cultivate this tree are backfired by it without exception.

The adults in the upper world felt that it was dangerous, but they were reluctant to give up the opportunity brought by this tree, so they put it in the lower world to cultivate, passing the danger to them.

This strategy was also successful. After all, the restrictions of the rules of the lower world could not allow creatures to advance to the sixth level, unless the order of heaven and earth was further expanded to increase the upper limit of the realm.

After shocking the giant tree, the Sea Lord flew to a stone temple thousands of miles away.

At the door of the stone temple, Gou Sheng Lingzun looked pale, and a hole in his right shoulder was bleeding.

This was because he was not careful and was bitten by the Yin-Yang Holy Tree. The tree bit into his bones and sucked a large amount of blood essence.

"Sea Lord."

Gou Sheng smiled bitterly, "This ungrateful wolf, if it weren't for the help of the Sea Lord, I would have become its nourishment."

The Yin-Yang Holy Tree needs to absorb the essence of blood and flesh every once in a while, otherwise it will go crazy, and once it goes crazy, it will not distinguish between enemies and friends.

In the core continent, there are only a few real flesh and blood creatures except the Middle Ancient Clan.

A hint of viciousness flashed in the eyes of the Sea Lord. Now he can still suppress the Yin-Yang Holy Tree, but it will not be so easy to develop like this.

"Wait for the next batch of high-level blood and flesh essence to arrive, and it will be slow."

After comforting Gou Sheng, the Sea Lord said: "You go and heal your wounds. I will stay nearby for the time being and watch this magic tree."

Gou Sheng nodded and sighed, "Thank you for worrying about the blood food."

As soon as these words came out, the Sea Lord's already vicious look became even gloomier.

According to the news sent back by the sent-out Divine Transformation cultivators, their actions to obtain high-level blood food have been repeatedly frustrated.

Small sects in remote areas have formed turtle shell alliances to block the Divine Transformation cultivators from taking action.

A clear turtle shell formation, a fifth-level towering spiritual wood type talisman.

Let a group of Yuanying and Jindan ants gather together and have the means to compete.

"The exchange force is indeed a disaster!"

The Sea Lord frowned. What made him most helpless was that he had not figured out the real name of this force until now.

Now, this force is obviously going to mess with him, but he is still in the dark.

It's not that he didn't check, but he didn't find it after checking.

It's like it suddenly appeared from a corner.

There are enemies hidden in the dark outside, and there is a magic tree that doesn't distinguish between friend and foe inside. The sense of urgency in the Sea Lord's heart is getting stronger and stronger.

He doesn't want much, just to open the passage to the fairy world smoothly, and he can pat his butt and leave.

...

Sitting cross-legged in the void, looking at the towering trees across the void, the Sea Lord looked worried.

As time went by, some branches that were previously burned by the pale flames grew again.

After five years, the silent giant tree made a rustling sound again, and the branches broke through the air and attacked the Sea Lord.

"Evil obstacles."

The Sea Lord kept repeating this word. This tree can only be said to have no spirituality. It always remembers to eat but not to be beaten.

Once it wakes up from silence and it is time to eat, it will become crazy and attack all flesh and blood creatures it can see.

Coincidentally, almost all the flesh and blood creatures in the core continent have been devoured by it, and the remaining flesh and blood creatures cannot feed it.

After continuous attacks, the Yin-Yang Holy Tree was hurt and became quiet again.

But this quietness will not last long. The holy tree without blood will intermittently and continuously attack the flesh and blood creatures it senses.

The Sea Lord, who had suppressed hundreds of Yin-Yang Holy Tree riots for more than a decade, finally couldn't hold back anymore.

A broken bone palm with five fingers missing was summoned from his Dantian and injected with mana.

The bone palm flashed with white light, and countless runes were derived in the air, forming a structure similar to a twisted wormhole.

"Send back the collected flesh and blood essence."

The Sea Lord's words turned into vibration ripples and passed through the twisted wormhole.

"My Lord, I am incompetent. Several consecutive cultivation worlds were repelled by the combined Yuanying cultivators. At present, I have only collected the flesh and blood essence of several early Yuanying."

"My Lord, I am incompetent and was injured by a group of ants."

"My Lord, I am incompetent..."

...

Soon, responses came back from the twisted wormhole.

"Incompetent, incompetent, a bunch of trash!"

Hearing the words of these subordinates, the angry Sea Lord smashed the void in front of him with his big hand.

"A group of gods were defeated by a Yuanying-level cultivator. You are really incompetent."

"My Lord, these ants have united together, and they also have various high-level spiritual treasures and talismans. It's not that the subordinates are not dedicated, but that the ants have a backer."

"They have built a fifth-level formation, and it is a deliberately improved fifth-level formation, which disperses the pressure of the formation to thousands of Jindan cultivators. This is a means to deal with us."

"The fifth-level formation is shaped like a tortoise shell, with a small area of ​​3,000 miles and a large area of ​​6,000 to 7,000 miles. , all the Yuanying cultivators in the entire cultivation world gathered under the tortoise shell, not giving us any chance to attack. "

Listening to the words transmitted back, the Sea Lord's throat surged, and he said hatefully, "What's the point of me raising you."

"My Lord, low-level flesh and blood essence is not enough?"

"The cultivation world is vast and boundless. Yuanying hides, but there are still many Jindan and foundation building. "

These externally dispatched gods are full of tyranny and anger in their words. They can't break the tortoise shell, and they can't kill you scattered ants.

"My Lord, these monks are linked together, it must be the means of the exchange force.

We must not compromise on this matter, we must knock down a few turtle shells and teach them a lesson.

Otherwise, how can I collect blood food in the future? These ants will be even more arrogant, where is the dignity of my Zanghai."

The sea master's eyes wandered for a few breaths, and then said: "You are right. We have never been able to catch the tail of the exchange force in these years. Now that he has emerged to connect the sects in various places, we must teach him a lesson. This matter must not be let go."

"It's just a turtle shell, smash it!"

"Send back the blood food you have collected in your hands first."

...

In the twisted wormhole, groups of blood light fell, and the rolling gourds fell one by one.

The gourd was suspended in the air and opened, and blood streams spit out from the gourd mouth, aiming at the direction of the Yin-Yang Holy Tree.

With a sound of "Hua La La", dozens of branches of the Yin-Yang Holy Tree sprang out, spanning the void and hitting the gourd.

But the blood released from these gourds was scarce, and it was swept up by the branches in just one breath.

Seeing that there was no more blood flowing out of the gourd, the Yin-Yang Holy Tree made a piercing strange cry, rolled up its branches and whipped the gourd out, and even separated a part to sweep towards the Sea Lord.

"Evil obstacle!"

The Sea Lord scolded again. Although he knew that the harvest this time was not great, he did not expect it to be so little.

The blood and flesh essence of the Nascent Soul in all the gourds, added up to only forty people, and those lower-level Golden Core and Foundation Building were of no use at all.

The taste of the Yin-Yang Holy Tree is very picky, and it is useless to it below the Nascent Soul.

Hitting the branches of the Yin-Yang Holy Tree back again, the Sea Lord's eyes were gloomy and uncertain. As early as hundreds of years ago, he was very wary of the exchange forces and did not want to provoke them. He just wanted to run away safely.

But until now, he still has not received the signal sent down by the Immortal Spirit Realm.

According to previous records, due to the influence of the rules in the Turbid Sea, it is normal to have hundreds of years of error.

But this disrupted his plan.

This magic tree doesn't care about anything else. It will eat when it's hungry.

In the past, every few hundred years, he would arrange a few indigenous gods to destroy a pre-selected remote area of ​​the immortal world.

No matter how weak a cultivation realm is, there are at least two or three hundred Yuanying cultivators. If you count the essence squeezed out by some low-level cultivators with good spiritual roots, it is enough for the magic tree to be stable for a while.

The indigenous gods obtained the resources in the realm and the essence of the flesh and blood of hundreds of millions of ordinary creatures, and they were very happy to do this kind of thing.

But since the mysterious exchange force swept across the Yunxiao world more than a thousand years ago, the good rules of drawing lots in the past have been forced to change. Now, even getting some blood cakes for Master Shu is restricted.

The Sea Lord looked thoughtful. At this moment, it was not a question of whether he wanted to fight back, but a question of whether he had to do so.

Once Mr. Shu goes completely crazy, there is a chance that he will be sucked dry as well, and he will be able to attack one without distinguishing between friend and foe.

But you still need to plan your return.

Sitting cross-legged in mid-air, the Sea Lord stared at the Yin-Yang Sacred Tree uncertainly.

After eating a few mouthfuls of blood food, the Yin Yang Sacred Tree became even more violent than before.

I was already hungry when I was hungry, but now I was given a mouthful of food and couldn't get up or down, which made me even more temperamental.

呲呲.

A harsh sound sounded, and the branches pierced the void and struck towards the Sea Lord.

The Sea Lord, who had expected it, once again evolved the pale fire dragon and burned the Yin Yang Sacred Tree back.

Just like that, more than ten years passed in the blink of an eye, and the sea master also looked a little tired.

Over the years, he had fought off the madness of the Holy Tree a thousand times.

"Lord, it's useless. It's just a turtle shell."

The monks who were wandering around in the form of gods kept coming back with messages.

As long as they board a world of cultivation, it won't take long for the monks in the world to gather together quickly.

"Lord, this exchange force controls all the sects. We have no way to break the turtle shell. We can only try to find some scattered monks to start with."

The news that came back made the sea master feel depressed.

How could he not guess that the exchange forces controlled the Yuanying monks.

In a selfish way, he first used spiritual objects to lure the monks into the exchange platform, thereby taking control of the entire Yunxiao world.

Hidden in the dark from beginning to end, controlling everything from afar.

The mastermind behind the scenes is really evil.

Until that day, a jade ring the size of three fingers flew out from the storage treasure. A smile appeared on the tired face of the sea master, and he returned to the state of a rich man.

No, help is coming.

The jade ring flickered, and the dim light formed a young monk with a long robe and a high crown, and an astonishing momentum.

"Brother Changqing Taoist, he still looks the same after many years."

A warm smile appeared on the fat face of the sea master.

"Fellow Daoist Sea Lord, you are worthy of having been a shopkeeper. His self-cultivation skills are unparalleled in the world. People are beating us at our doorstep, trying to force us to death, but he is still so calm and impatient."

The Lord of the Sea smiled, "Brother Changqing, I am not as idle as you. I practice in seclusion in the sixth-level spiritual treasure every day. I have an ancestral heart in my family. For hundreds of years, I have been trapped here and cannot move. Many things have my heart. Powerless."

"The Immortal Envoys of our Immortal Immortal Tower in various continents of the Immortal Cultivation Realm have been killed and injured, and the affiliated forces have also suffered repeated blows.

I have been in seclusion for these years, and this world has almost become unrecognizable. "

Zhong Changqing said coldly, "I, the Immortal Exiled Tower and the Burial Sea, are connected with each other. We have always been the dominant force in this world, but now we are being pressed harder and harder. If we don't take action, you and I will still have a foothold in the Yunxiao world in the future." place?"

"What Fellow Taoist Changqing said is true. If Brother Tao doesn't come to find me, I will go to find Brother Tao."

Sea Lord narrowed his eyes and nodded in agreement.

"This force that has been hidden for many years really thinks that it can stir up the Yunxiao Realm by controlling some Nascent Soul Sects. That is a big mistake. There are so many monks in this world, and it is not easy to control them."

"It's time for the indigenous Shen Transformation Sects to make a move, otherwise they would really think that our reputation in the Yunxiao Realm is just a false name."

"A group of small Nascent Soul sects still want to overthrow the world. This time they will be killed to make them timid and fearful."

The two discussed for a long time before Zhong Changqing dispersed in the dim light, and the sea master's eyes burned for a long time before he calmed down.

…

"The Turtle Shell Alliance of the Immortal Realm of Fuluo was successfully formed."

"The Turtle Shell Alliance of the Mountain-shaking Immortal Realm was successfully formed."

Inside the Heaven-Mending Pearl, light curtains are suspended in the air, and each light curtain reflects the components of the alliance in different cultivation realms.

"The Moluo Clan is similar to the Xuanyou Clan, which controls a realm of cultivating immortals on its own. They have hunted remote immortal realms before and excluded them from forming an alliance."

Dahei babbled and reported the news bit by bit to Shen Lian.

After the alliance is formed, the continuous screening of internal monks is a very important issue.

There are too many sect monks who are masters of time management. They receive the sect's salary and take care of other useless things.

It's okay to belong to the Ascension Tower, but if it belongs to the Exorcist Tower, Burial Sea, and some demonic sects and ethnic groups, they must be excluded.

In the mid-air of Shen Lian's cave, covering an area of ​​three thousand miles, maps of the major realms of immortality in the Yunxiao Realm were spread out.

More than 600 Immortal Cultivation Realms in the Yunxiao Realm are three-dimensional. Starting from the edge, khaki turtles appear on the three-dimensional ground surrounding the Immortal Realm.

And these turtle Gaigai continue to manifest themselves in other cultivating worlds, and each appearance represents the successful establishment of an alliance.

Looking around, the map is covered with turtles.

It looks like a picture of a turtle meeting.

The author of this painting, Master Shen, is still pounding iron to speed up the production of turtles.

…

This day.

Over the Xuanyou Ancestral Land.

A treasure ship, shining with spiritual light all over the sky and filled with exotic flowers and plants, came through the void.

Shen Lian, who was lifting iron, was awakened.

After coming back to his senses, he immediately put on his Xuan Hao vest.

Although the treasure ship was full of brilliance, Shen Lian was still able to catch the rotten atmosphere in its depths.

This smell was all too familiar to him.

The Divine Transformation Cultivator of Zanghai thought he could get away with it by wearing a vest like him?

The treasure ship was floating outside the Xuanyou ancestral land, and a cultivator wearing colorful clothes, stepping on a colorful cloud, and with a mark of possession on his forehead rose into the air.

"I am an envoy from the core continent. Where is the Divine Transformation Cultivator of the Xuanyou Clan?"