Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

"Demon Lord Baihan?"

As soon as True Lord Qinghe said these words, the expressions of those who knew the inside story suddenly changed. The three Nascent Soul Realm ancestors in the sky tensed up even more. Their spiritual power surged around them, and they almost sacrificed their magic weapons. They looked as if they were there. The appearance of a formidable enemy.

As for those who don't know, they are curious.

"Hahaha……"

Suddenly, a burst of wild laughter echoed across the sky. Immediately afterwards, large black clouds suddenly appeared in the cloudless sky, rolling in. Ice crystals flashed in the black clouds, and the cold wave was like frost. The temperature for dozens of miles around suddenly dropped, especially under the black cold clouds. Ling Lie.

Dressed in white, he appeared out of thin air. His hair was like snow, and his eyes were like knives. He just stood in the void, surrounded by cold clouds. True to his name, he looked like a demon king.

"Wen Changhe, there is no need to keep a straight face. You and I are the only two in the southern border of Qingzhou. I think you have been alone for so many years. Why don't you sit down with me to drink and enjoy the scenery? Wouldn't it be nice?"

"I'm already tired of all this fighting and killing, so why not make me happy with some wine?"

Some strange sounds came from the mouth of the white-clothed figure with a smile on his face. If it weren't for the black and cold clouds that covered the sky behind him, listening to his words, it would really be like a guest.

Many monks in front of Jique Mountain were bewitched by these words, and unknowingly developed a liking for the lazy-looking Demon Lord Bai Han. If he was allowed to say a few more words, those monks with insufficient cultivation would probably fall into disgrace on the spot. Be obedient.

Wang Fu looked slightly dazed. The soul-nurturing gourd in the sea of ​​consciousness between his eyebrows sensed the danger and started to move on its own. It swayed slightly, and a warm and soft light swept across his soul. Wang Fu suddenly came back to his senses.

He broke into a cold sweat and was horrified.

"What a domineering demonic voice!"

As for the Taoist Master Yinmu and Fairy Yu beside them, they were not so lucky. Their faces were slightly dull at the moment, and their eyes were staring at Demon Lord Bai Han in the sky, without any signs of vigilance.

However, Wang Fu did not intend to help. He knew that the True Lord Qinghe would not let the sudden Bai Han Demon Lord show his cruelty.

Sure enough, the next moment, a sword cry resounded throughout the world. At the same time, an upright voice like a bell echoed in everyone's ears. It was the True Lord Qinghe who took action.

"Demon Lord Baihan, your demonic voice is pretty good."

"But you, a mere guy from the lower world, actually want to dominate the southern border. It's ridiculous! It seems that your 'Hanxing Realm' is not that good among the many lower worlds. You can't even survive the 49 Ascension Tribulation, so you can only give it up. The physical body sneaked in through a space crack. "

"However, your luck is not bad. You were lucky enough to succeed, and you happened to land in Tianluo Kingdom."

"It's a pity that the kid from the Blood Demon Sect who calls himself the Blood Demon was greedy and tried to devour your soul. In the end, you turned against him and took away his body. If he had been more patient, you, a stowaway, would have been gone."

The voice of True Lord Qinghe was in sharp contrast to the demonic sound. As soon as he spoke, the demonic sound was broken. Many monks in front of Jique Mountain also returned to normal. They were all frightened, and then looked at the white dome on the sky. Lord Han showed anger.

"Okay, such a powerful magic sound, the poor Taoist fell for it without even realizing it. Fortunately, True Lord Qinghe is here, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous." Taoist Master Yinmu wiped the sweat from his forehead, his face covered with With a frightened look on his face, he said, "As expected of the True Monarch of Transformation God..."

Taoist priest Yinmu suddenly remembered that there were two companions beside him, and quickly asked with pretended concern:

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, Fairy Yu, are you okay?"

Fairy Yu's face was also pale. She replied stiffly with the word "No problem" and stopped talking. Instead, she stared at the two figures, one green and one white, in the sky.

As for Wang Fu, he was currently immersed in the information revealed by True Lord Qinghe, but he ignored Taoist Yinmu.

He has been in the world of cultivating immortals for nearly a hundred years, and this is the first time he has heard of the existence of the lower world. Moreover, according to True Lord Qinghe, there are many lower worlds such as the "Hanxing Realm" where Demon Lord Baihan lives.

"Are you going through the 49th Heavenly Tribulation and ascending to the world we live in?"

"Then what is our world called?"

Wang Fu murmured.

In the sky, the two gods-incarnation bosses began to fight again.

I just heard the Baihan Demon Lord sneer twice. Although he was not using the magic sound power, his voice was still extremely strange:

"Hehe... Are you out of your mind?"

"I have survived the Thirty-nine Heavenly Tribulations, and my soul is still intact. Even if I lose my physical body, it is not something that a small Nascent Soul child can touch. If I hadn't forced my way through the space cracks and damaged some of my roots, how would I have been controlled by others."

"Not to mention just a Nascent Soul Dzogchen, even a half-step transformation into a god. Once my soul recovers, I can easily swallow him!"

"This blood demon kid is the best example."

"hey-hey……"

Demon Lord Baihan grinned.

"I think I am the strongest in the Cold Star Realm. I have dominated this realm for thousands of years. How can I finally come to the upper realm with no name? The aura of the world in Southern Xinjiang is rich, which is just the springboard for me to dominate Qingzhou. When I unify it, In the southern border, cultivate your power and then kill all over the Qingzhou. Those who obey me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish. Through killing, I will refine and merge, and there will be no rivals in this world."

"Your ambitions are quite lofty." Upon hearing this, True Lord Qinghe raised the corner of his mouth with a hint of disdain, and then he said, "Tell me, what are you doing here this time?"

"Three years ago, you just completed the possession of the body and came to fight me. Now three years have passed and you have rebuilt your body. Are you going to fight me again?"

"No." Bai Han Demon Lord shook his head. He looked at the many cultivators below and grinned, "I don't want to fight you yet, but a group of rats ran out of my territory a few days ago. I tracked them all the way to your Dajing country. I think they should be hiding here."

"Rats? You mean the Five Elements Immortal Sect." Qinghe Zhenjun stood with his hands behind his back, his face always calm, "They are indeed here with me."

"I met the ancestor of the Five Elements Immortal Sect in my early years. Although he has already passed away, since his descendants of the immortal sect have run to Dajing, they will be protected by me."

"Besides, a Yuanying of the Five Elements Immortal Sect has died in your hands, so let's just leave it at that."

"Hmph!" Bai Upon hearing this, Lord Han snorted coldly, "He blew himself up, not me. Otherwise, how could these rats leave?"

"Since there are only two of us in the Southern Frontier who have reached the level of God Transformation, I will give you this face and let these rats go, but what about the Wanfa Sect? Where did you hide it?" He changed the subject and asked, "I tried my best to break the turtle shell, but only some small shrimps were left, not a single Jindan cultivator. You, Wen Changhe, are the only one in the entire Southern Frontier who has the ability to hide them."

"Wanfa Sect? I don't know about this." True Lord Qinghe shook his head slightly, "But I have heard that the Wanfa Sect has an ancient teleportation array. If they spend the resources accumulated over thousands of years, it is not impossible to teleport the sect's elite disciples away."

"Ancient teleportation array?" Lord Bai Han's eyes changed.

But then he said:

"Don't talk to me about the ancient teleportation array. Now I just want an explanation."

"Explanation? What explanation do you want?" Wen Changhe smiled.

"I think your Jique Mountain is good. I'm afraid that you, Dajing and other juniors, are not capable of obtaining the treasures inside. How about letting me, the demon cultivator, enter it?" Bai Han Demon Lord raised an inexplicable smile.

However, before Qinghe Zhenjun responded, many cultivators in front of Jique Mountain heard this and their faces suddenly changed.

How is it different for the demon cultivators to enter Jique Mountain and let them go to war directly?