Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night, I Build Hell Town Human World

Many monks in Chaoyun Xiancheng are grateful to Chen Qiye who is sitting in the clouds at this moment.

Their fairy city was attacked by a primordial demon not long ago.

Everyone hadn't recovered from the severe injury to their vitality, but the Yuan Demon reappeared.

Many people felt that Chaoyun Immortal City would definitely not be able to hold this time.

Many monks have already made up their minds, and if something goes wrong for a while, they will run away immediately.

It's just that everyone didn't expect that their luck would be so good this time.

When Chaoyun Xiancheng was in trouble, there was actually a Daoist boss descending on the clouds of Chaoyunxiancheng.

Although the daoist boss didn't directly attack, he killed Yuan Mo completely.

But as long as someone is about to be beheaded by Yuan Mo, this senior Daoist will tap his finger on the void!
"This senior has such a profound cultivation base, he can blast and kill primordial demons as he pleases with just a tap of his finger."

"I don't know when I have such a cultivation base that reaches the sky and penetrates the earth."

In a corner of Chaoyun Fairy City, a man who almost became a blood gourd looked at Chen Qiye longingly and said.

"Okay, hurry up and heal your wounds."

Opposite the middle-aged man, there is another beautiful woman.

There is a pair of teenagers and girls beside the beautiful woman.

Obviously, this is a family of four.

"Hey, it's not rare to see such a powerful senior, and I feel a little emotional."

The middle-aged man smiled.

Don't look at Chen Qiye talking and laughing with emperors around him, but there are no saints in his dealings.

But in fact, the number of Taoist masters is relatively rare.

Before the fusion of the heavens and the myriad realms, a Daoist might not be born on a single star, hundreds of millions or even billions of years from ancient times to the present.

A scene of 1 million years contains [-] million years.

Ten thousand years is one hundred secular generations.

On a star, not to mention the eighteen generations of ancestors, even the five hundred generations of ancestors, it is difficult to be a Daoist.

If monks who have achieved Taoism find a "corner place" where there are no strong people, they can also be called ancestors.

Just like some ants with a little bit of cultivation, they can have incredible status when they go to countries where they can hardly practice, or on the stars.

"Daddy, what level of big monk is that senior?"

Opposite the middle-aged man, a little girl in a floral skirt asked.

"This senior is at least the peak of Dao Zun, a half-step saint."

"300 years ago, I saw a senior who was in the eighth level of Dao Zun make a move."

"Compared to this senior, it is still inferior."

After the middle-aged man opened his mouth, his two sons and daughters also looked at Chen Qiye, a half-step saint, with wide eyes.

Chen Qiye is obviously still a long way from being a half-step saint.

But for these little cultivators in the divine realm, the Taoism he revealed at this moment is already more terrifying than many half-step saints!

"Daddy, can I also become a Daoist?"

The little girl opened her mouth crisply.

"It might work……"

The middle-aged man smiled wryly this time, how could it be so easy for Dao Zun to cultivate.

Their lineage, which was passed down through ninety generations, passed on to him. Although the incense has not been cut off, it really has not produced a Daoist.

"I must become a Daoist monk!"

Compared to the little girl's restraint, the boy clenched his fists tightly!
He looked at Chen Qiye with more and more fascination.

One day, he will definitely become a big monk like Chen Qiye, sitting on the clouds.

"Isn't the law of the birth and death of all things not enough?"

Above the void, there are white clouds.

There are also some flying birds born in the Five Elements Heaven and Earth, and they continue to fly around Chen Qiye.

Not only are there flying birds, there are also some remora fish with wings spread in the sea of ​​clouds, which are also swimming in the sky.

Chen Qiye's face was full of distress, he thought about all the methods he could think of.

But he still didn't know how to get the magic core while killing the primordial demon.

The Taoism he currently masters, as well as the Taoism he knows, seem to be unable to achieve this step.

"Do you want to refine some special treasures?"

After Chen Qiye pondered for a while, he thought of treasures with various mysterious means.

"Yeah!"

But at this moment, Tuntun was floating in front of him.

At this moment, Tuntun turned into a little black bird.

But when it spoke, it was still babbling.

"Can Tuntun take out the magic core of Yuanmo?"

Chen Qiye deliberately teased it.

"Yeah ah!"

Tuntun immediately shook his little head like a rattle.

With traces of black mist lingering, Tun Tun turned into a primordial demon core.

It knew that Chen Qiye needed the core of the primordial demon, but it didn't know that what Chen Qiye wanted was the real core of the primordial demon, not its transformation.

"Change back, this is not what I want."

Chen Qiye was a little dumbfounded, and let the little guy change back.

Tuntun immediately turned into an ice phoenix, but it was an ice phoenix wearing a black dress.

"puff!"

"What are you doing in the form of an ice phoenix?"

Chen Qiye was a little stunned.

This time Tuntun didn't babble, but looked at Chen Qiye quietly.

Most of the time, Ice Phoenix wears an ice blue long dress, and Chen Qiye has never seen an Ice Phoenix in a black dress.

Tun Tun seemed to think it was not fun, and soon turned into Chen Qiye again.

But it was Chen Qiye who was wearing a black gown.

On the cloud, Tuntun is constantly changing.

Sometimes it turns into a black chaotic "white bear".

Sometimes it turns into a flying fish with wings, or other creatures that Chen Qiye has never seen before.

When Chen Qiye took out a jug of wine and started drinking for himself, Tun Tun turned into a little red bird.

A boy with horseshoes and a jacket soon appeared in front of Chen Qiye.

Chen Qiye drank a glass of wine, and the boy also drank a glass of wine.

Tuntun was having a great time playing here, while Chen Qiye was thinking in his heart, what kind of treasure should he refine.

He pondered in his heart for a long time, but still had no idea.

No matter what kind of utensils are refined, it seems that the magic core of Yuanmo cannot be taken away.

Tuntun has now turned into a white cloud in the sky.

The other white clouds are all white clouds, so it is naturally a small black cloud.

The clouds born at the beginning of the creation of these worlds also have weak intelligence.

Many white clouds opened their eyes, and they were all very dumbfounded when they saw that there was a little black next to them.

Under normal circumstances, dark clouds will not appear in this place.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."

Seeing that they could communicate, Tuntun immediately babbled.

It's a pity that although these clouds also appeared at the beginning of the creation of the world, they are obviously far behind the legendary clouds, Qiong Xiao, and Bi Xiao.

The many white cloud spirits could only look at Tuntun curiously at this time.