Mysterious Catastrophe

Hei Mozi just exclaimed that the old monster Fang had successfully condensed the Nascent Soul, and suddenly saw a handsome young Nascent Soul cultivator stepping out of the void.

The kind of spiritual pressure that made him frightened, he would never admit it!

"It's really Nascent Soul!"

The Black Devil felt bitter in his mouth.

"It turned out to be a cultivator from the Black Demon Sect..." Aaron smiled faintly, "Before I found you, you automatically sent me to your door, okay, very good..."

A Nascent Soul cultivator smiled and said very well, but these alchemy cultivators are like falling into an ice cave!

"No!"

A demon cultivator burned blood flames all over his body, and suddenly used some secret technique to destroy vitality, turning into a bloody light and fleeing.

The bloody light rushed and stirred, and it was tens of miles away in an instant.

Just when the other demon cultivators were eager to try, they saw that bloody light suddenly split into two... The demon cultivator inside screamed, his head was in a different place, and his eyelids twitched!

Facts have proved that it is too difficult for a monk of Nascent Soul to escape in the face of a monk of Nascent Soul!

"Congratulations to the great success of the ancestor Yuanying!"

Hei Mozi's face was uncertain, and he suddenly bowed deeply: "This land in the far west is dominated by the Yao Wangzong's family. We are willing to surrender, and please don't blame the past!"

"People in the way of demons really know the times!" Aaron nodded, and the next sentence drove the demon cultivators into the abyss: "It's a pity, you are a hidden danger after all... and my ancestor likes to bully the small with the big! "

Isn't the purpose of practicing hard to break through the realm is to be able to bully the weak?

What Aaron dislikes the most is those who ask me to force my level to fight you even though I am obviously higher than you!

The realm of cultivation that I have worked so hard to break through, why should I be on the same starting line as you?

Hei Mozi and others wanted to cry but had no tears.

Even in the big work, most Nascent Soul cultivators still want to maintain a superior demeanor and won't care too much about juniors.

This old monster... really shameless!

But a shameless Nascent Soul cultivator is also extremely terrifying!

The black devil let out a miserable laugh, and suddenly a pitch-black ball with lightning flashing inside appeared in his hand: "I have already surrendered, please don't force the ancestor, otherwise, even if I fight to the death together, it will hurt the vitality of the ancestor!"

"The True Inheritance of the Black Demon Sect really has a family background." Aaron smiled slightly: "Want to kill the fish and break the net? But if the fish dies, the net may not be broken!"

"what?"

Hei Mozi couldn't understand it in his heart, but he had already seen that this old monster was determined to kill him, so he immediately put all his mana into the 'Ten Fang Secret Demon Yin Thunder', desperately trying to damage the foundation of his golden core.

Boom!

A dark cloud dispersed, and there were countless thunderclaps dancing in it...

The demon cultivators all around turned to powder instantly without even humming, and even the magic weapon was wiped out in ashes under the thunder.

The thunderfire first devoured the Dark Demon, and then swept towards Aaron, engulfing him completely...

boom!

In the end, a huge group of pitch-black flames appeared around Yaowang Mountain, and there were countless spiritual runes flickering inside, making Yaowang Mountain seem to be hit by a strong earthquake.

And when the dust fell, Aaron stood calmly in place.

Do not!

All the magic robes on his body were shattered, and even part of the flesh and blood disappeared, revealing the jade bones shining on the surface.

"As expected of a fourth-order jade bone, with this defensive power...it's just a matter of taking the magic weapon with bare hands."

Another intact 'Aaron' came galloping from a distance, looking at the seriously injured 'Yesterday's Me', he couldn't help being quite satisfied.

He is not stupid - even if he wanted to test the hardness of the jade bone, he would only summon the 'me from yesterday' to do it!

The Dark Devil did everything he could, but in fact he didn't even hurt a single hair.

shhhhh!

Rays of escaping light flew out from Yao Wangzong, revealing the monks within.

When he saw Aaron, he immediately saluted: "The Supreme Elder...this is..."

"It's okay..."

Aaron waved his hand: "My patriarch advanced to Nascent Soul, and then found out that there were thieves tempting him, so he just killed them..."

The monk of Yaowangzong couldn't hear other words clearly, but only heard the most crucial sentence: "The Supreme Elder...has he been promoted to Nascent Soul?"

In this ruined place of the Far West, foundation building is a major repair, and alchemy is the ancestor!

Nascent Soul?

Many Jiedan Patriarchs only dare to think about it when they are dreaming!

Even in the big work, Nascent Soul boss is still the top batch!

And now, this Supreme Elder whose lifespan is about to run out, has actually...become a Nascent Soul?

"That's right... After more than six hundred years of hard work, I finally condensed the Nascent Soul." Aaron smiled complacently.

"Congratulations to the Supreme Elder!"

A large number of monks of the Medicine King Sect bowed down one after another, with tears in their eyes: "God bless my Medicine King Sect! My Medicine King Sect should be happy!!"

Chapter 708 Unification

Wanxingmen Ruins.

Since the death of Master Feiying, this Jindan sect has not had a second alchemy ancestor, and such a powerful force immediately collapsed and scattered.

And when the news came that the Patriarch Zongfang of the Medicine King had successfully congealed his baby, the remaining monks of the Wanxing Gate announced their departure from the Wanxing Gate, for fear of being angered by the number one monk in the Far West!

There's actually no need for Aaron's dirty hands.

He didn't even express his opinion, and the nearby Jindan forces went crazy and chased down the monks of Wanxingmen and Guxianmen, expressing their favor and loyalty to him.

It didn't take long for the entire Far West to know that the Wanxingmen had colluded with the Yuanchen Black Demon Sect to bring disaster to the world.

And Master Fang Fang, the king of medicine, put an end to the chaos, punished the Ten Thousand Stars Sect first, and then destroyed the Black Demon Sect.

Langhuan Yutai.

"The beautiful scenery is still the same, but the world has changed..."

Aaron stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the beautiful scenery of thousands of fireflies, he sighed faintly.

He turned around and came to his place.

"Meet the ancestors!"

Below, the ancestors of many Jindan factions bowed down to express their submission.

You can't do without surrender!

In the small place of the Far West, the late stage of alchemy can be the king and hegemony... As for the Nascent Soul monster?

It's never been out before!

And... the situation today is different from before.

In the past, if these sects were really unwilling to submit to Aaron, they could migrate to the east, and even ask the Nascent Soul forces in the east for help.

After all, the three sides of the Far West are extinct and more wild lands, and only in the east is the more prosperous world of cultivating immortals.

But this time, everything is different!

The border of Dagan, which goes eastward from the boundless desert, is the territory of the Black Demon Sect. Now it has already turned into a sea of ​​blood, and countless strange things live in it, forming a natural blockade!

In other words, even if the forces in the Far West wanted to move the sect, they would not be able to escape!

They have no choice but to surrender!

"Um……"

Aaron's expression was calm, and he drank a glass of spiritual wine: "My medicine king's sect occupies Xixu, Dongwu, Yuanchen, Lin, Wu, Languo... the rest of the sects can maintain independent inheritance, but their actions must be consistent with the medicine king's sect." Zong is consistent, do you have any opinions? If you don’t have any opinions, let’s make an oath..."

Although it is possible to directly annex the entire Far West, this will definitely attract desperate resistance from those alchemy forces.

It's not impossible to suppress it, but it's too troublesome...

Aaron patiently chose to nibble slowly.

Anyway, his time is unlimited, this waiting is nothing, it is enough to send away those opponents one by one...

Many alchemy cultivators below heard that Patriarch Fang did not ask to directly annex their sect, and they couldn't help but sigh.

Although the Yaowang Sect has already occupied the Six Kingdoms, and its territory is twice as large as that of the Haoran Sect, but as a Nascent Soul Sect, it is still small...

"It seems that this old ancestor Fang is very cautious and careful at every step..."

"It's a good thing they didn't directly annex our orthodoxy, but it's not unbearable..."

'Let's wait until hundreds of years later to see future generations...'

"As long as the Yaowangzong does not produce Yuanying from generation to generation, this hegemony will last for hundreds of years at most... After all, Patriarch Fang is over 600 years old, and Yuanying monks have a lifespan of about a thousand years... It will only last for four to five hundred years... '

……

These Ancestors of Formation are all smart people, and they chose the same approach as Shen Le at the beginning.

On the surface, they will never resist Yao Wangzong, and even take the initiative to maintain Yao Wangzong's hegemony... As long as Yao Wangzong Yuanying is always around, they will always be Yao Wangzong's loyal dog!

It's a pity... What they don't know is that if there are too many dogs, they will really be domesticated!

"I've seen what happened to Shen Le, but it's a pity that you still want to kill me..."

Aaron complained in his heart, but he was also happy that these people made such a choice. He continued to raise his glass and said with a smile: "Everyone, congratulations for the unification of the extreme west!"

"Congratulations to the old ancestor!"

The group of cultivators raised their glasses, and the words of flattery and flattery were endless.

Although most of them are pretending, they are also somewhat sincere.

After all, the blood moon disaster is intensifying now, and with the backing of a Nascent Soul cultivator, I feel more at ease.

Aaron seemed to see the concerns in their hearts, and said with a light smile: "Recently, weird things have happened frequently in the world, but you can rest assured, as long as my ancestor is here, this place in the far west will not be able to turn the sky around!"

"Ancestor is wise!" The other monks were overjoyed, while some looked worried: "This blood moon disaster is comparable to the arrival of the ancient demon world, and it is difficult to deal with..."

"Our disciples also encountered monsters, fell directly and were even lured into demons..."

"Fellow Daoist, what you said is wrong. It's not a demon, nor a demon, but something even weirder... It's impossible to guard against!"

Aaron glanced at the expressions of the monks below, and suddenly said: "This blood moon disaster is indeed unstoppable, and it is hard to guard against. For example, there is a cunning cultivator among all of you here!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of many monks changed drastically, and various protective masks lit up one after another.

Just when the scene was full of panic, a sneer suddenly came out: "Old Monster Nascent Soul... What a majestic presence!"

Many monks looked and found that it was a seat in the southeast corner.

"I recognize him...he is the Supreme Elder of the Biluomen of Canguo—the old monster Zong!"

A female cultivator of alchemy exclaimed: "Old Monster Zong...you...bewitched?!"

"Enchanted? Hehe... guess what?"

Monster Zong's expression remained the same, but his face changed strangely...it became paler and lifeless, with stiff lines in his brows and eyes, which looked like figurines made of paper, with his brows and eyes drawn with charcoal!

"It's paper repair!"

The surrounding monks turned into twilights and fled away, leaving a blank space.

An ancestor of knot formation exclaimed, and said to Aaron: "I would like to tell the ancestor... After the blood moon, there were mortals in the country who practiced 'origami', and they were poisonous. They called themselves 'paper repair' and were good at various The kind of paper spells flourished for a time... and then disappeared. I thought it was wiped out by Biluomen, but now it seems that Biluomen has completely fallen... Even this old monster, I am afraid that it has also been murdered and turned into a monster. The cardboard man!"

"What's wrong with being a paper figurine?" Elder Zong chuckled, "Don't tell me you don't want to live forever?"

He breathed lightly, and countless palm-sized paper men, paper horses, paper soldiers, and paper armors floated in all directions, rapidly expanded in mid-air, and turned into figures riding horses, wearing iron helmets, and holding long soldiers. Soldiers!

——The Art of Paper-cutting into Soldiers!

Each of these Taoist soldiers has the strength to build a foundation, and even the armor and weapons on their bodies... are equivalent to high-grade magic weapons!

The next moment, a huge shadow shrouded down, shrouded in countless gray lights.

The black jade seal fell down with a bang, smashing the old monster Zong and the Taoist soldiers into powder.