Cultivating the Dao, Starting with Farming

Just as Li Mu was immersed in refining puppets and planning to seal the seven secret realms and refine a protective formation, far outside the Nine Netherworld, in the core area, there was a place where silence and darkness intertwined, and the thick Netherworld aura permeated all around. A dark planet shrouded in terrifying power and twisted, the light of the Netherworld Breaking Realm Array shone, like a bright color in the darkness, breaking through the sky intertwined with silence and darkness.

Chen Qingxuan, Feng Yi, and Feng Wuhen arrived on their swords. Their figures seemed extremely heavy, as if they were carrying a great force.

Suddenly, there were bursts of low roars from the front, and then the ground began to tremble, as if some giant was waking up.

The three looked at each other, and without saying much, the Dao Realms were unfolded one after another, knowing that the battle was coming.

Sure enough, accompanied by a deafening roar, a group of demons wearing black robes and holding strange weapons emerged from all directions. Their eyes flashed with green light and cruel smiles hung on the corners of their mouths, as if they were welcoming a feast.

"We are surrounded." Chen Qingxuan's face was solemn, but there was no fear in his tone. His eyes were fixed on the leader of the demon army, the Taoist master of the demon dragon clan-Youyuan.

"You don't know how to live or die, you dare to chase here!" Youyuan stared at Chen Qingxuan, his voice was like a sharp blade in the cold wind, his face was cruel, and he wanted to eat the three people alive.

Youyuan was tall and half-dragon, with wings on his back. His scales flashed an ominous metallic luster under the faint light of the netherworld. His eyes were like the abyss, swallowing all the light around him.

"Blood Cry, Luo Yan died at the hands of these three people?" Before You Yuan finished speaking, a cold and sharp voice came from his right, like a ghost crying in the middle of the night, which was creepy. It was an old man wearing a blood robe, with a haggard face and eyes as deep as a pool of blood.

"Humph, Luo Yan, it's not surprising that the two wastes of Blood Cry were killed by a few ants. However, since they came to our door, let them see our methods!" As this cold voice fell, a Mahayana Taoist on the left took over. He was wearing a white robe, pale and handsome. Under the reflection of the light of the netherworld, his eyes flashed with a strange light.

This person had a cold face and his eyes revealed endless coldness, which could even freeze the soul. He was the Mahayana Taoist of the Demon Abyss Yin Po clan - Han Ying.

"There is another cultivator who is good at formation, talisman, and insect control. Luo Yan, the death of Xueqi has a lot to do with him!" Youyuan hesitated for a moment and explained.

"Cultivator?" Han Ying frowned, a little confused, but he was too lazy to ask in detail, and said directly: "You and I will work together to kill these ants first!"

Before he finished speaking, he just raised his right hand lightly, and suddenly, the air around him seemed to solidify, and a piercing chill spread instantly, even the Demon Abyss army behind him shuddered involuntarily, and then, he moved his fingers slightly, and a series of ice-like sharp blades condensed in the air, like the sickle of the god of death, pointing directly at Chen Qingxuan and the other two.

"All the generals, listen to my command, and start the battle!" The old man in the blood-colored robe waved his hand, releasing the blood soul realm, covering the surrounding demon abyss army. Hundreds and thousands of demon shadows appeared and disappeared in the blood-colored realm, their eyes were scarlet, and their momentum was soaring. They all became chess pieces in the hands of the old man in the blood-colored robe, ready to launch a fatal charge.

You Yuan no longer hid his strength, his figure suddenly expanded, his scales flashed with dazzling light, and the wings behind him spread out, covering the sky and the sun. An ancient and powerful dragon's power spread out, making the whole battlefield tremble.

"Today, I will make you die here!" You Yuan roared, his eyes like two burning black flames, staring at Chen Qingxuan, opening his mouth and spitting, the black demon flame swept towards Chen Qingxuan.

Chen Qingxuan looked solemn, holding the Gengjin Dao sword, and the Dao realm unfolded, turning into a golden giant tiger, roaring and rushing towards the sweeping black demon flame. The golden giant tiger and the black devil flame collided in the air, bursting out dazzling light, shaking the surrounding space.

At this moment, Feng Yi also moved, his figure flashed, and he appeared on the battlefield like a ghost, and the wind and thunder domain was instantly unfolded. I saw that under the waving of the Qingyuan Dao sword, gusts of wind blew, whistling, and suddenly thunder and lightning were raging, and the whole battlefield seemed to be shrouded by a violent storm.

Feng Yi waved his hands, and the power of wind and thunder gathered into a huge tornado, with the momentum of destroying the world, rolling towards the army of the Demon Abyss.

Feng Wuhen was not to be outdone. His figure was as light as the wind. With the flash of the sword, he had reached the center of the battlefield. The wind sword domain unfolded, and the Qinghong Dao sword cut out countless sword shadows, interweaving into a dense sword net in the air. Each sword shadow contained a fierce murderous intent. His figure was like lightning, shuttling through the sword net, and each sword accurately slashed at the Hanying Daojun.

For a moment, the battlefield was filled with wind and thunder, and swords shone like weaving. Chen Qingxuan, Feng Yi, and Feng Wuhen fought fiercely with the army of the Demon Abyss.

Feng Yi's wind and thunder sword domain raged on the battlefield. Wherever it passed, the army of the Demon Abyss was swept away like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves and disappeared in the storm; Feng Wuhen's sword net was like the wind, and Hanying Daojun had to concentrate on dealing with it. If he was not careful, he would be injured by this sharp sword intent.

Chen Qingxuan and Youyuan started a life-and-death duel. The Gengjin Dao sword and Youyuan's dragon claws collided with dazzling sparks, and the golden giant tiger rolled in the black demon flames. Although it was severely injured, it still roared indomitable, showing its tenacious vitality.

Chen Qingxuan, Feng Yi, and Feng Wuhen joined forces, and their Dao domains and sword skills complemented each other, forming a powerful combined force. Under their attack, the Demon Abyss army began to retreat step by step, and cracks began to appear in the Blood Soul Dao domain of the blood-robed old man.

However, at this critical moment, the true strength of the Demon Abyss army began to be revealed. The Demon Abyss soldiers who seemed to be retreating suddenly seemed to be summoned by some mysterious power. Their figures became more solid and their momentum became more fierce.

Seeing this, the blood-robed old man sneered at the corner of his mouth, and his hands quickly formed seals. The blood-colored light in the Blood Soul Dao domain suddenly intensified, covering the entire battlefield. Those Demon Abyss soldiers, under the blessing of this power, seemed to be reborn, the green light in their eyes became brighter, the evil spirit was vigorous, and the momentum increased several times.

"Hmph, three mere ants dare to compete with my Demon Abyss army. Today, I will let you see what real power is!" The old man in blood robe sneered, and then he waved his hand, and hundreds of thousands of demon shadows launched a charge again, each with the aura of the peak of fusion, not afraid of death.

Chen Qingxuan, Feng Yi, and Feng Wuhen suddenly felt unprecedented pressure. They found that their attacks had limited damage to the army of Demon Abyss monks, and the blood law domain of the old man in blood robe could restore their injuries and recover instantly.

Faced with this sudden change, Chen Qingxuan's heart sank, knowing that if this continued, the three would sooner or later run out of spiritual power and fall into a desperate situation.

Chen Qingxuan, Feng Yi, and Feng Wuhen quickly exchanged glances. The three of them were very tacit, and without words, they decided to adopt a more radical strategy-directly attacking the "Netherworld Breaking Realm Array". Only by destroying this array can the transmission of the Demon Abyss to this world be fundamentally blocked and the invasion of the Demon Abyss forces be reduced.

"Junior Brother Chen, Junior Brother Feng, you cover me. As long as we destroy the Netherworld Breaking Array, those monsters will lose their endless support!" Feng Yi sent a message to the two of them.

Chen Qingxuan nodded, and said with a firm look: "Senior Brother Feng, go ahead, we will buy you time!"

As he spoke, the Gengjin Dao Sword in Chen Qingxuan's hand shone brightly, and the golden giant tiger roared out again. This time, it was endowed with a sharper and more powerful force, and rushed directly to the core of the Demon Abyss Army, opening up a bloody path for Feng Yi.

Feng Wuhen also moved like the wind, with sword light like weaving, shuttling among the enemy groups. Every time he swung his sword, he took the lives of several Demon Abyss monks. At the same time, he used the Qinghong Dao Sword as a guide to release endless sword energy, forming a sword wall, slowing down the pace of the Demon Abyss Army and buying more time for Feng Yi.

Feng Yi took the opportunity to move forward, away from the center of the battlefield, his eyes fixed on the "Netherworld Breaking Boundary Array" that was flashing with dim light, silently chanting in his heart, quickly forming seals with his hands, lightning flashing around him, and the power of wind and thunder gathered into an amazing energy, ready to launch a fatal attack.

"Hah!" Feng Yi shouted, pouring out all his strength, and a huge wind and thunder tornado rushed straight to the "Netherworld Breaking Boundary Array" with the power of destroying the world.

Seeing this, You Yuan shouted angrily, swung his dragon claws, and collided with the golden sword, making a deafening roar, but he also noticed the intentions of Chen Qingxuan and others, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

"Want to break the magic circle? Dream on!" You Yuan roared, flashed his body, and tried to intercept Chen Qingxuan and the other two, and at the same time gave orders to the blood-robed old man and Han Ying: "Stop them, at all costs!"

The blood-robed old man snorted coldly, and the blood soul domain expanded again, and countless demon shadows surged like a tide, rushing straight to Feng Yi.

Han Ying waved his hands, and the temperature around him dropped sharply. Countless ice crystal blades condensed in the air, forming an impenetrable ice wall, trying to block Feng Yi's way.

Chen Qingxuan and the other two had already made up their minds to die. Their speed did not slow down at all, but became even faster.

"Golden Yuan Sword Domain, open!" Chen Qingxuan roared, and the spiritual power in his body surged. A pressure belonging to the Mahayana Dao Lord instantly spread.

Chen Qingxuan took the Gengjin Dao Sword as the center, and the sword light was like a weave, forming a huge golden sword domain. In the sword domain, the sword intent was crisscrossed, and each sword light was like a substance, extremely sharp, easily cutting the incoming Demon Abyss monks into pieces, and colliding fiercely with the huge body of the demon dragon.

"Sword Domain of Wind, Kill!" Feng Wuhen shouted in a low voice, and the Qinghong Dao Sword seemed to have life in his hand. As the sword light flashed, a series of green sword shadows condensed around him. These sword shadows intertwined in the air to form a huge sword net. Within the sword net, the sword energy was dense, and each wisp of sword energy contained a terrifying power that was enough to kill a strong man in the fusion realm.

The endless wind sword energy condensed into a net, like a hungry giant beast, swallowing the army of demon abyss monks rushing around. As the sword light flashed, the demon shadows dissipated, leaving only pieces of blood mist floating in the air.

Under the cover of Chen Qingxuan and Feng Wuhen's sword domain, Feng Yi flew to the "Netherworld Breaking Realm Array", staring at the array flashing with dim light, silently reciting the spell in his heart, and the speed of his hands forming seals became faster and faster. The lightning and wind and thunder power around him intertwined to form a dazzling wind and thunder halo that wrapped him up.

"Thunder and wind attack, break it!" Feng Yi shouted, and the wind and thunder aura exploded instantly, turning into a thick wind and thunder tornado, rushing straight towards the "Netherworld Breaking Array" with the power of destroying the world.

Just when the wind and thunder tornado was about to touch the "Netherworld Breaking Array", a distant and ancient demon chant suddenly echoed in the void. Along with this demon chant, an indescribable terrifying pressure burst out from the center of the array, instantly suppressing Feng Yi's wind and thunder tornado to almost stagnation.

"Hmph, with the power of a mere mortal, you dare to attempt to shake the foundation of my Demon Abyss?" A cold and majestic voice sounded in everyone's ears, and then a demon shadow slowly emerged from the "Netherworld Breaking Array". It was the clone of the Demon God, whose shape was like mist and smoke, surrounded by endless Netherworld fire, and his eyes were like two burning Netherworld stars, emitting a frightening light.

The appearance of this Demon God clone instantly reversed the situation on the entire battlefield. The Demon Abyss army, which was originally suppressed by Chen Qingxuan and Feng Wuhen, seemed to have been blessed by some mysterious power, and its momentum rose again, while Chen Qingxuan and Feng Wuhen's sword domain began to bear unprecedented pressure, the sword light began to dim, and the sword intent was slightly sluggish.

Feng Yi's heart trembled, but he did not retreat. He knew that this was a critical moment concerning the peace of the two worlds. He took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and quickly formed a seal. The spiritual power in his body surged wildly, as if to drain his last bit of strength.

"Wind and thunder merge into one, the ultimate secret - Thunderstorm Slash!" Feng Yi roared, and the wind and thunder power around him reached its peak at this moment, turning into a huge Thunderstorm Sword. The sword body flashed with the terrifying light of thunder and hurricane, and with a desperate momentum, it slashed at the Demon God clone again.

However, facing Feng Yi's all-out attack, the Demon God clone just raised his hand lightly, and a dark ripple spread out from his palm, easily dissolving the Thunderstorm Sword. Even the aftermath shocked Feng Yi and sent him flying backwards, spitting blood, his face as pale as paper.

"The power of ants, ridiculous!" The Demon God clone smiled contemptuously, and then turned his eyes to Chen Qingxuan and Feng Wuhen, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Chen Qingxuan and Feng Wuhen looked at each other, and saw determination in each other's eyes. They knew that they could not turn the tide of the battle by their own strength alone, and only by joining forces could they create a glimmer of hope.

"Junior Brother Chen, Junior Brother Feng, let's work together and fight to the death with our strongest skills!" Feng Yi endured the pain and sent his thoughts to Chen Qingxuan and Feng Wuhen for help.

Chen Qingxuan and Feng Wuhen nodded, and the three of them quickly adjusted their states and gathered all their strength.

Chen Qingxuan's Gengjin Sword Domain shone brightly, and the sword intent was condensed to the peak; Feng Wuhen's Wind Sword Domain turned into countless extremely sharp wind blades, ready to go; Feng Yi gathered the power of wind and thunder again, ready to release the ultimate sword skills.

"Golden Yuan Storm, Wind and Thunder Combined Attack, Sword Domain Returned to One!" The three shouted in unison, and the power of the three Mahayana Daojuns gathered into an unprecedented terrifying energy at this moment, turning into a dazzling light, rushing straight to the Demon God's clone.

The demon clone finally showed a trace of solemnity on his face. He didn't expect these three ants to burst out such amazing power. But even so, he still didn't retreat. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and the netherworld fire around him burned fiercely, turning into a solid netherworld shield, facing the bright light.

"Boom!"

A huge explosion sounded in the void, and the space cracks spread everywhere, and the sky and the earth changed color in an instant. (End of this chapter)