Chapter 509: Holding a Grudge, There Is No Way to Hold It All!

"Don't even think about escaping!"

In the vast turbid air, He Yang's eyes were cold and gloomy.

At this moment, the void within a radius of tens of thousands of miles was full of holes, and the turbid air and magic power intertwined and wandered, stirring the surrounding space, turning into a turbid air cage.

Not far away, Yan Yan was emitting green light all over his body, and his three eyes looked at the figure trapped in the turbid air. He looked like he was doing his best, but in fact he was just slacking off.

Including it, there were a total of five Qingshen clan Daoji monks in this hunt, two of whom had condensed Dao seeds, and the leading monk was He Yang.

He Yang looked like a big bird, with one foot under his belly and a long curved neck, but his body was bloated like a pig, and he belonged to another clan of the Qingshen clan.

And the monk trapped by them grew vines like vines all over his body, constantly releasing emerald green spiritual light, trying to break through the surrounding ban and wade out a passage.

It was naturally very easy for five to beat one, and they even joined forces to perform a combined attack.

The Qingshen Clan was really powerful. In order to hunt down the cultivators in the Qingqi World, they not only created spiritual treasures, but also created several combined attack methods, which allowed different numbers of Qingshen Clan cultivators to unite at any time.

"No need to hold back, everyone, the harvest depends on your own means!"

The turbid air around Heyang was dancing wildly, and he nodded to his fellows around him.

At this moment, Lin Xuan, a cultivator of the Hedao of the Muyuan Immortal Sect, who was trapped in the middle of the turbid air, had already sunk to the bottom of the valley. He didn't expect to be so unlucky. He had just entered the turbid air sea and was surrounded by five Qingshen Clan members of the same level.

"Run!"

Seeing the five Qingshen Clan cultivators attacking together, Lin Xuan's mind was shocked. The body wrapped in the vast green light vines suddenly burst into streams of green juice, and he chose a direction where the turbid air seemed weak and crashed out.

With a spell in his hand, the surging turbid air turned into a huge storm and swept out. Although he was just slacking off, he still did not hold back when he attacked.

Shortly after the Taoist Master Dong Xuan surrounded and suppressed the Black Water Mystic Snake, the Qingshen Clan's Hedao monks received the order to hunt freely, and the Star Chain Cone also guided them in the direction.

So, they followed He Yang and killed here.

Before they separated, a total of four ripples of different auras appeared on the Star Chain Cone, and they were just one of them.

Rumble!

In a moment, Lin Xuan, who turned into green light and fled into the distance, was once again submerged by the turbid air and magic power attacking from all directions.

Chuan Yan did not get too close. For it, hunting the monks of the Qingqi world was not the purpose, but to find out how many forces came from Haotian.

Mixed in such a group, it can clearly feel the Qingshen Clan's urgent desire to hunt the Hedao monks of Haotian Realm.

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In the vast deep space, a dead tree was suspended, surrounded by dim light, hiding the dead tree in the turbid air.

In the space inside the dead tree, a black water snake with a broken neck floated on the black water, exuding a strong and incomparable bloody smell.

Master Dongxuan was suspended on the black water, and the dim light around him formed a dark field, covering the body of the black water snake.

With every breath, a large piece of rich blood was rolled out of the black water snake's body, and then swallowed by Master Dongxuan.

"Hoohoo..."

The rough breathing sound echoed in the dead tree space, and the strong pressure made the space more solid than usual.

Under the cover of the dark field, the black water snake's body was actually infected by dense black light spots, and then the flesh and blood began to become filthy little by little, and finally began to rot into black blood.

After the demonic energy was swallowed by Master Dongxuan, ripples appeared on his strange dragon body, forming a cold and cold circle surrounded by black light, and five halos grew on it.

This is the mark of the fifth transformation of the Yin rule.

When the cultivator advances to the Hedao, he begins to condense the Dao Seed. Once the Dao Seed is successfully condensed, he can use it as a basis to comprehend the power of the fourth transformation rule.

To advance to the twelfth floor, in addition to the fourth transformation of the rule, the mana must be re-refined once. In simple terms, it is to cultivate the mana to a saturated state first, and then begin to compress it to the extreme, and undergo a qualitative change process, which is called the first transformation.

After both conditions are met, it is a cultivator of the twelfth floor.

The number twelve also refers to the twelve times of condensation of the cultivator's mana.

The repeated compression and qualitative change of mana is easy to say at the beginning, but the more you go to the back, the more condensed the mana becomes, and the more difficult it is to condense it.

In contrast, the 12th floor cultivators' comprehension of rules is not so limited.

The comprehension of rules by the 12th floor cultivators corresponds to the fourth to sixth turn, and the Yujing realm corresponds to the seventh, eighth, ninth and third turn.

However, there are also accidents in the actual practice process. If the cultivator's comprehension is extremely strong, even if he has just entered the 12th floor, he has the opportunity to comprehend the rules to the sixth turn, and even the seventh turn of the rules in the 12th floor, provided that his own mana can bear the high-level rules.

This is also related to the spiritual objects that carry the Tao seeds, and there are subtle differences for each Hedao cultivator.

It is said that there is another Tao seed change after the seventh turn of the rules. If ordinary Tao base cultivators do not have a good background, they cannot understand the true mystery.

At this moment, the Eastern Xuan Taoist Master is constantly devouring the black water snake, compressing it into his body bit by bit.

It has been 30,000 years since it advanced to the 12th floor. When it just advanced, it was advancing all the way. It condensed its own mana to the second turn in 5,000 years, and condensed from the second turn to the third turn in 8,000 years.

Then, after 17,000 years, it still could not be condensed to the fourth level.

And this black water mystical snake gave Taoist Master Dongxuan hope. The black water mystical snake clan is a water demon clan. The Xuanxian mark derived and boasted by the clan is more inclined to the Yin and cold attributes, which is just suitable for being swallowed and condensed by it.

At this time, the void in the dead wood space was distorted, and the cultivator in human form with a long snake tail appeared again. Seeing that Taoist Master Dongxuan was swallowing the black water mystical snake, he did not disturb it, but waited quietly.

As a close attendant of the Taoist Master, She Yi naturally knew why the Taoist Master hunted the black water mystical snake at all costs.

The Taoist Master has been stuck in the realm for many years and has not been able to go any further. If the old snake does not come down, there is really no way.

It is also the fate of this old snake.

The eyes of Taoist Master Dongxuan, who was practicing, opened and closed, and the thunder and fire eyes were revealed again.

"My Lord, outside the Land of Filthy Light, I sensed the aura of the nine kinds of rules combined into one. The cultivator who caused the strange phenomenon of the Ten Thousand Fog Mountains should have escaped into the Land of Filthy Light."

"Just as my Lord expected, the cultivators of the Haotian Realm could not help it. At present, the auras of the Dao that have been sensed have exceeded ten."

"The nine kinds of rules are integrated into one. There is no calamity. It seems that they are refining the Dao Seed. No wonder even the Black Water Mystic Snake ran down."

The voice of the Taoist Master Dong Xuan was rumbling, with a hint of joy in his voice.

"In this case, I have to thank this unknown Taoist friend. If he hadn't led the Black Water Mystic Snake to the lower world, I would not have been able to hunt this prey."

If the cultivators of the twelfth floor realm do not deliberately leak their aura, it is not so easy to be located.

The Taoist Master Dong Xuan's thanks were sincere. After all, his realm has been stuck for so many years, and now he has finally ushered in a turning point.

"What do you think of so many cultivators coming from Haotian Realm?"

In response to Dongxuan's question, Sheyi showed a strange smile, "My Lord, the aura of the nine rules returning to one is the talent of Xianluo, and maybe even the descendant of Xianluo.

How could the cultivators of Haotian Realm hold back? This is their old tradition.

Why don't we just let them fight first, and then follow the will of heaven, and then we can see the situation and use the power of the whole clan to hunt."

"Well, it takes time for me to refine this black snake. When my magic power reaches the fourth level, my combat power will definitely leap again. Then I may be able to hunt another prey."

Master Dongxuan closed his eyes again. He also cherished a cultivator who was very likely to be a descendant of Xianluo.

No cultivator does not envy the descendants of Xianluo for their talent in understanding the great way.

Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer wild Xianluo descendants. Not to mention the big sects in Haotian Realm, a certain Yujing senior of the Qingshen Clan who is in charge of the abyss has a slave of Xianluo descendants under his seat.

This slave was captured by the senior at a great cost, sneaking into Haotian Realm and searching for tens of thousands of years.

It is to use the avenue affinity and talent of the Xianluo descendants to assist himself in comprehending the power of rules.

This kind of thing is not to mention in the turbid air world, even in Haotian Realm, ask which of the ten major holy places does not have Xianluo descendants raised?

The descendants of a dignified near-immortal clan are actually raised by people to become a tool for comprehending rules. It is simply unimaginable.

Rare as it is, the most important thing at the moment is to break through the realm, which has been stuck for too long. Besides, with so many cultivators coming from Haotian Realm, it may not be possible for the Qingshen Clan cultivators in the shallow sea area to bear it.

It's better to let these cultivators fight among themselves first, anyway, this is also the old tradition of Haotian Realm cultivators.

...

On a continent in the turbid world.

Five figures wrapped in thick turbid magic power were standing in different directions. Three of them had a large fluctuation of aura and seemed to have suffered some injuries, including Yanyan.

A broken corpse of a cultivator floated between the five people. When more than a dozen eyes stared at the corpse, they showed greed.

Heyang stood on one foot in the void and said, "The spoils are divided into ten parts. I will take three parts, two parts for Daoist Haolu, two parts for Daoist Hekou, and one part for each of the remaining three Daoists. Do you have any objections?"

Dianyan did not contribute much, and his share was only one part. He did not ask for blood and flesh, but for some ore and broken spiritual treasures.

After everyone divided the spoils and made up the difference, when they were about to discuss choosing another target, a communication scale in Heyang's hand lit up.

"Brother Heyang, it has been confirmed that the strange phenomenon that appeared in Wanchongwu Mountain was caused by a descendant of Xianluo refining his Dao Seed. This cultivator is very likely to have escaped to the Land of Filthy Light."

"What!"

"Descendant of Xianluo!"

The Qingshen Clan's Hedao who were checking their own spoils suddenly raised their heads.

Although they were in the Land of Turbid Air, as Hedao cultivators, they also knew a lot about the cultivators of the Pure Air World.

"No wonder so many Hedao of the Pure Air World appeared at once. It turns out that they came for the descendants of Xianluo."

"This cultivator knows a lot about our clan. He actually knew to escape to the Land of Filthy Light. The magnetic light there is intertwined, which has a great impact on the Star Chain Cone and the Turbid Dragon Diting."

Dianyan did not speak, but the three eyes lined up together also emitted green light, as if I was just as shocked.

It carefully scanned the four fellow Daoists present and found that each of them was the same as it was, with no concealment of the intention in their eyes.

"The descendants of Xianluo ran into the Land of Filthy Light. Doesn't that mean that the cultivators from Haotian Realm will also go to the Land of Filthy Light?"

"Shut up for now!"

He Yang interrupted the communication of the cultivators present, and everyone's attention was focused on the communication scales.

Some cultivators present recognized the messenger who sent the message to He Yang, and he was also a cultivator who had condensed the Dao Seed.

In the shallow sea area, the number of the Qingshen Clan's He Dao cultivators was between 40 and 50, and there were less than 10 people who could condense the Dao Seed.

This time, in order to hunt the Black Water Mystic Snake, the Taoist Master Dong Xuan mobilized nearly 30 He Dao cultivators at once, which was already the largest hunting activity in tens of thousands of years.

"Is the news about the Sky Ape true?" He Yang released his thoughts and immersed himself in the communication scales. He did not hide this communication from the cultivators present.

"Do you think the news that Dao Fellow Snake Yi personally passed down could be false?"

"Since Dao Fellow Snake Yi passed the message, it must be true. No wonder the Taoist Master made such a big fuss. It turned out that he had discovered the descendants of Xian Luo."

Snake Yi is the spiritual beast of Dao Master Dong Xuan. Although it is a spiritual beast, its strength is not inferior to theirs.

"It is said that the cultivators of Haotian Realm have a secret method to extract the soul and spirit and seize the talent of the descendants of Xianluo. They can extract the Taoist talent of the descendants of Xianluo and turn it into nutrients for cultivating the Dao fetus, cultivating a next generation with strong talent for the Dao."

"Born with a natural affinity for the Dao, coupled with the sect's full efforts to cultivate, it is as easy to merge with the Dao as eating and drinking water. This is going for the Mahayana."

Listening quietly to the exchanges of the crowd, Yan Yan adjusted his injuries with a slightly wandering look.

"Everyone, shall we go to the Land of Filthy Light?"

He Yang, who had put away the communication scales, looked at the other cultivators present.

"Great good!"

"We can't snatch the descendants of Xianluo, but it would be good to hunt a few more cultivators from Haotian Realm."

"Haha, I haven't seen such a grand event for tens of thousands of years."

"Let's go together!"

"Me too!"

Soon, He Yang summoned a black feather, and everyone fell on it.

"The injured fellow Daoist will heal for the time being. Let's take turns controlling the flying feathers and rush to the dirty light land as soon as possible, so as not to let other Daoists of the same clan get ahead."

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"Extracting souls, seizing spirits, and seizing talents, what a show."

Shen Lian, who was in Zhongjuntian Realm, also received the news from the Qingshen Clan and subconsciously touched his head.

Are the descendants of Xianluo so popular?

Then... wouldn't he, a Hunyuan cultivator who feels better than the descendants of Xianluo, be more popular once his identity is exposed?

Extracting souls, seizing spirits, seizing talents, squeezing them inside and out.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of squeezing a spiritual wood that ran out of the Five Elements Fairy Palace into juice in the Yunxiao Realm. If he was discovered, his fate would be even worse than that spiritual wood.

I thought there was only a dispute over the rules of the Dao. Did they think the danger was not enough? Why did they add the difficulty of searching souls and seizing spirits?

Shen Lian was happy to squeeze others, but he was very unhappy when others squeezed him.

Being guessed as a descendant of Xianluo is nothing, this has been expected for a long time. Now that the Qingshen Clan has spread this news, it is obviously intentional.

I didn't see the Hedao cultivators of the Qingshen Clan, but after hearing about the cultivators of Xianluo descendants, their eyes lit up.

This is obviously to muddy the water.

"The Qingshen Clan is not a good person either."

The words were faint, and the thoughts fell silent again.

"Stir it up, stir it up, stir it up as much as you can, and mess up the entire turbid sea."

...

Time flies, and more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Yan Yan, who was mixed in the Qingshen Clan, kept passing the news back.

As expected before, more and more cultivators joined the activities of hunting the descendants of Xianluo.

Shen Lian's mind sank into the small world, looking at the jade plaque hanging with a sound of dripping.

"Muyuan Xianzong, hang it up."

I saw Dahei hang a jade plaque with the words "Muyuan" on it together with the previous jade plaque.

"Here they come, the Guifu Xianzong is here."

Behind him, Sanqian floated in and hung up another jade token.

Guifu Xianzong, holding the fourth-turn earth mark.

"The master is almost gathering the five-element Xianzong of gold, wood, water, fire and earth."

The number of sects coming is increasing day by day, and now the number has increased to seven.

Now Shen Lian can't tell whether they came for the dispute of rules or for the descendants of Xianluo.

Anyway, he has become Tang Monk's meat now.

The cultivators of the two worlds of clear and turbid are now focusing their attention on Feng Mi.

It's true that you don't know how valuable your meat is until you come out.

...

Outside the dirty light land.

A very strong magic power enveloped, causing all the floating dust around to freeze in place, and then waves of heat rolled up around.

The gurgling hot currents surged in all directions like a hot spring, and the area within a thousand miles was brilliant.

A black-robed figure slowly walked out from the center of the hot spring. The cultivator held two skulls in his hands. His skinny face was gloomy, and his triangular eyes exuded coldness wherever he looked.

"Is it me who invited you to come out, or is it you who came out!"

As soon as the words fell, the scorching air waves that surged out from all around suddenly turned into a bone-chilling cold, freezing all around into a cold realm.

But when these ices touched the edge of the dirty light area, they were stirred into nothingness by the magnetic light that was released.

The black-robed cultivator stared coldly at the surroundings, one breath, two breaths, three breaths... A strange smile suddenly appeared on his cold face.

"It turns out that there is really no one."

As soon as the words fell, he fled towards the dirty light land with a whoosh.

After more than ten breaths, the space in the void outside the filthy light was distorted, and behind the space barrier, it seemed that a layer of space like a door appeared. A figure just passed through the overlapping door and stepped out.

When he looked back, he stretched out his hand, and a silver stone door flew into his hand behind the space.

Then, he looked in the direction where the black-robed monk had fled before.

After a pause, he set up the escape light and chased after him.

Two months later, in the depths of the area covered by the filthy light, a shocking mana fluctuation suddenly broke out.

"Hehe, fellow Taoist, you finally came out!"

Amid the strange cry, a wave of alternating cold and hot mana evolved, and evolved into a black and white monster snake with a head as big as ten thousand feet. On the snake head was the black-robed monk with triangular eyes before.

The body of the monster snake was very long, and it directly coiled up to form an encirclement, releasing alternating cold and hot poisonous mist with green light.

"How dare you? I am from Xingxiu Palace..."

"This is the turbid air sea. Not to mention you from Xingxiu Palace, even the cultivators from Lingmu Palace have to stay away!"

The cultivator screamed and increased the release of poisonous gas. Under the stimulation of alternating cold and hot, the pale green poisonous gas turned into various poisonous substances.

"Daoyou, the one who killed you is Yunhan from Hunyang Sect!"

The Xingxiu Palace cultivator trapped in the vortex of poisonous gas had green lines on his face, but his expression was even more furious.

"You old devil, dare to pretend to be a fellow Taoist from Hunyang Sect."

The old demon Xuankun didn't care about his identity being exposed. He had some grudges with Hunyang Sect before, and it was just a casual thing to cause trouble for Hunyang Sect.

If this cultivator has a killer move, he can escape his killing and also protect himself.

When walking outside, you must never reveal your real name.

"I didn't expect to be discovered by fellow Taoists, hehe... I won't hide it anymore. I won't change my name, and I will be the greatest demon of the Chaos Heaven Sect."

Come up with a Taoist name again, and the old demon Xuankun increased the output of his magic power. This person followed him stealthily, and he was most likely trying to attack him. There was no problem for him to take the initiative.

The fight between the two Taoist monks caused a commotion that swept all around.

In the Land of Filthy Light, the clear and turbid met, and the collision of magic power caused a great turbulence, which affected an area of ​​overlapping space.

In the interlayer of the overlapping space, Feng Mi opened and closed his eyes, and the purple light was blazing. Sensing the fluctuations of the battle from afar, he quickly checked the surrounding environment with his mind.

"You're coming so fast!"

It has only been more than ten years since he entered the Land of Filthy Light, and someone has caught up with him.

But what he didn't expect was that the newcomer started fighting first.

"The cultivators of Xingxiu Palace."

I remembered that the fragment of spiritual treasure I picked up during the clear and turbid tides belonged to a bull dragon in Xingxiu Palace.

The spirit of the broken spiritual treasure said that Xingxiu Palace had many cultivators of the twelfth floor realm, and it seemed to rank high among many major forces.

With such a strong force, how could there be only one Taoist cultivator?

There are two more forces that are greedy for his body.

After taking a look from a distance, Feng Mi restrained his breath and quietly nestled in the space layer without moving.

The two cultivators who fought were probably originally in the turbid sea, and now they rushed to the dirty light land as soon as they heard the news.

It cannot be ruled out that these two cultivators passed the news back to the sect.

Remember.

Xingxiu Palace.

Unknown name old demon, unknown power.

The reason why he stayed here was mainly because he found that the space here was extremely mysterious. The magnetic light of the yin and yang poles seemed to be directly derived from nothingness, and broken innate spiritual forbidden runes flashed everywhere in the void.

If it can be arranged well, maybe a fellow Taoist can be killed.

Shen Lian has also made the worst plan. Since he is here, he can't waste this clone of the descendant of Xianluo in vain. Naturally, he wants to see how many people are greedy for his body.

As time goes by, the fight between the old demon Xuankun and the Xingxiu Palace Hedao monks becomes more and more intense.

As previously speculated, the two were looking for spiritual essence in the turbid air sea. After hearing that the descendants of Xianluo escaped into the dirty light land, they rushed to the dirty light land.

Yin Jiurong, who was trapped in the poison circle, felt numb all over his body, and even his soul became obscure, and he immediately felt bad.

It was also his fault. Relying on the star space gate, he sensed the black-robed monk in front of him in advance when he just arrived at the dirty light land. He wanted to follow behind to see if he could get some benefits, but he didn't expect to be discovered long ago.

Seeing that he was about to be suppressed, a dazzling star rose from Yin Jiurong's body.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, the descendants of Xianluo appeared in the Sea of ​​Turbid Air. Jiu Rong was ambushed by an old demon while chasing them."

After his divine consciousness entered the stars, the stars quickly exploded in the air, streaking across the sky like a meteor shower.

As for why he only informed the sect now that there were descendants of Xianluo...it was mainly because the matter was not confirmed, and it was too careless to rashly inform the sect. I think the sect would understand his painstaking efforts. He just wanted to see if he had any chance during the investigation.

Now it has been confirmed that there is no chance.

If he does not ask for help, he may not even see the descendants of Xianluo and will fall into the hands of the demon.

"Old demon, my sect's cultivators will be here soon, and then it will be your death!"

Yin Jiurong chanted the spell quickly, and a ray of starlight emerged from all directions and quickly gathered on his body, forming a star shell that enveloped his body.

This is the Star Defense Technique of the Xingxiu Sect, which can isolate various spells such as mana and soul.

"Damn it, this demon hates you cultivators from big sects the most."

After trying to attack several times in a row, he failed to blast open the star shell. The old demon Xuankun cursed angrily and turned into a stream of light and rushed into the dirty light land.

Although he was reckless, he also knew the power of the Xingxiu Palace. If help really came, he might be the one to die.

His practice principle is to run away if you can't win, and try again next time.

Besides, this trip is to find the descendant cultivator of Xianluo. According to rumors outside, this descendant of Xianluo has not yet merged with the Tao, and it is suspected that he has condensed the Tao seed based on himself in advance.

Seeing the old demon escape, Yin Jiurong sighed, but did not run out of the defensive star.

"Jiurong, is what you said true?"

Before Yin Jiurong could catch his breath, the communication star on his body lit up and a majestic voice came out.

"Palace Master."

Yin Jiurong was shocked at first, but soon reacted.

"The news has spread throughout the turbid sea. Before that, the Qingshen clan mobilized dozens of Hedao to organize a hunt. After hearing the news, I was afraid that it was false, so I came here to confirm the truth. I didn't expect to run into an old demon."

"Find out the news as soon as possible. I will also investigate from Haotian Realm."

"Yes!"

Feeling the breath of the communication star dissipate, Yin Jiurong also breathed a sigh of relief. After his figure jumped out of the defensive star, he opened his mouth and spit out a silver stone door. A stream of space mystery grew out, fixing the slightly fragile space in all directions.

Then, he turned into a stream of light and rushed into the light gate and disappeared.

The Land of Filthy Light is very large. He plans to find a place to force out the poison in his body first, and then continue to look for the whereabouts of the descendants of Xianluo.

"Forget it, it's important to find the descendants of Xianluo first, so I'll let you go for now."

Watching Yin Jiurong leave, Xuan Kun's figure loomed in the intersection of the brilliant areas in the distance, and then he also went to the depths of the Land of Filthy Light.

The news of the descendants of Xianluo can no longer be concealed. Once the cultivators of the major sects descend to the world, there will be no chance for him to get involved.

...

"Space Spirit Treasure!"

Feng Mi, who was hiding in the interlayer of space, did not move like an old turtle from beginning to end, but he could not help but be attracted by the space gate that had just appeared.

This cultivator obviously did not comprehend space, but used this spiritual treasure to escape quickly.

What a good treasure.

If it is matched with his third-level space rules, it would be like adding wings to a tiger.

"Another old cunning guy!"

Then, Feng Mi looked at the place where the demonic energy surged in the distance.

After quietly waiting for both of them to leave, he quietly moved to the place where the two had fought, and gathered the two remaining auras for use.

Especially the pale green poisonous fog cast by the old devil, which could even stun the Dao base, so he still had to be on guard.

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As time went by, more and more streams of light came from afar and entered the land of dirty light.

Cultivators from all sides would occasionally meet in the dirty light, but most of them would avoid it after sensing it from a distance.

The appearance of the Haotian Realm cultivators naturally included the cultivators of the Qingshen Clan, who, led by the spirit beast Snake Yi of the Dongxuan Daoist Master, also entered the land of dirty light and started searching.

The two sides kept running around in the land of dirty light, and they repeatedly collided and fought, and the fight was very fierce.

After continuous fighting, Yanyan was also constantly understanding the origins of the cultivators.

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“Jinyang Sword Sect, Muyuan Immortal Sect, Wan Yao Mountain, Lieyang Sword Mountain, Minghe Dragon Palace, Xingxiu Palace…”

Shen Lian, who was in Zhongjuntian Realm, was immersed in his small world, watching the jade pieces clattering.

Each of these jade pieces either recorded the name of a force or recorded a vague shadow of a cultivator, representing different sects and cultivators.

Every time he saw a piece of jade, Shen Lian's face became uglier.

At present, the number of jade cards has reached seventeen, representing at least seventeen forces or cultivators who covet the Xianluo bloodline.

This does not include the Qingshen Clan, and there are also those who are hiding in the dark and have not been encountered.

This hatred can't be remembered, it can't be remembered at all.

"Those who know are descendants of Xianluo, and those who don't know think it's the fruit of immortality."

Shen Lian cursed angrily.

When the Hunyuan magic power was transformed before, the number of rule marks triggered was about twenty.

After comparing the number of sects that appeared at this moment, it can be found that not all the sects that were triggered by the mark sent cultivators to the lower world.

Up to now, among the 17 forces and cultivators found, half of them exude auras similar to the auras of the mark rules, and the remaining half, most of them heard the news and rushed to the body of the descendant of Xianluo.

In addition, those sects that did not send cultivators due to the triggered mark did not mean that they were indifferent. They may become potential enemies when they advance to the Hedao next time.

"It is best to find out the specific strength of each sect in the upper world, at least to find out a rough idea."

Shen Lian retracted his mind, and the little man in the sea of ​​​​mind unified his thoughts, triggered the talisman array in the Hunyuan Jade Disc, and began to place the main consciousness on Feng Mi's clone.

The internal chaos of the dirty light land, the effect of the Qingshen clan's combined spiritual treasure was greatly reduced.

Whether it is the cultivators of Haotian Realm or the Qingshen Clan, when both sides are searching for the descendants of Xianluo, they will almost always fight each other once they meet.

The cultivators of Haotian Realm, whose target is the descendants of Xianluo, want to avoid fighting with the Qingshen Clan as much as possible.

The cultivators of the Qingshen Clan are more direct. They want to find the descendants of Xianluo and kill the Hedao of Haotian Realm they meet.

Combined with the unique environment of the Filthy Light Land, it can be said that the time and place are right. If they cooperate well with the Yanyan, they may really be able to fight a shocking battle.

There are two goals next.

The first goal is to see if they can find a chance to escape through the fight between the Qingshen Clan and the cultivators of Haotian Realm.

If the first goal cannot be achieved, the second goal is to find an opportunity to kill a few more Daoji cultivators, search their souls and spirits to collect information, and try to understand the intelligence information of the various sects in Haotian Realm as a reference for the next Hedao.

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In the dazzling colorful light, Feng Mi, who was lying in the space layer, released purple light from his eyes, muttered, and made complicated spells with his hands.

His palms were spread out, and a breath of starlight gathered out.

He began to perform the tracking technique, and his target was the Xingchen Palace monk who had the Space Gate Spirit Treasure he had met before.

Such a good space spirit treasure should be used to its fullest.

Since we are going to fight to the death, it is not too much to get yourself a spirit treasure for escape first.

It is not easy to obtain the Xianluo clone. If there is a chance, Shen Lian does not want to destroy it. If you want to blame someone, blame this fellow Taoist for his bad luck and having a real treasure in his hand.