Living in the world of cultivation

Duan Lun and another late Nascent Soul monk from the Ghost Clan stood side by side on the edge of the canyon, their faces so gloomy that they were about to drip with tears.

The entire base, which contained tens of thousands of members of the same race, was just gone.

Not to mention, there happened to be a fleet of dozens of ghost boats at that time, carrying a large number of ghost monks and supplies. They were also involved in the space turbulence as the space gate collapsed.

The hundreds of thousands of fellow members of this ghost boat fleet are probably in trouble.

Once you are involved in the space turbulence, you will basically have a narrow escape. Even if a few lucky ghost monks survive, they don't know which star field they will be thrown to. It is probably impossible to return to the Nether Bone Star Field. Too likely.

Although the Ghost Tribe monks were powerful in combat, the entire tribe had a relatively small number of people. They suffered such a heavy loss all of a sudden, and the hearts of the top leaders of the tribe were bleeding.

"Duan Lun, who do you think did it..."

After listening to the other party's words, Duan Lun shook his head solemnly.

"I carefully inspected the traces left in the canyon. In addition to the methods of human sword cultivators and demon cultivators, I also discovered the aura of the Wumen formation..."

"You mean, how many people are the murderers..."

Duan Lun smiled bitterly and said: "It's hard to say, but the person who did this is at least a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage..."

After all, there are several Nascent Soul cultivators in the base, including a middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Even if you encounter a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, one or two of them will probably come out.

Looking at the dense pits in the base and the pale white bones everywhere, this is at least the method of the monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

This revenge must be avenged. So many of the same people have died, and they must be given an explanation.

But if you want revenge, you have to know who the murderer is.

At this time, a Yuanying monk from the ghost tribe came to Duanlun and whispered a few words into its ear.

Duan Lun's face suddenly showed a hint of surprise, and he waved the fellow man away.

"Master Bakun is here..."

The late Nascent Soul cultivator from the Ghost Tribe also looked happy after hearing this.

Ba Kun is one of the few divination masters in the Ghost Clan, and his arrival will definitely get more information.

There is no way, after such a big thing happened, all the monks of the Ghost Clan are now very excited, and the senior leaders in the clan can hardly hold it back.

Therefore, Dun Lun and others must catch the murderer as soon as possible and solve this matter early.

The arrival of Ba Kun also made the two men breathe a sigh of relief, and quickly led many Nascent Soul monks to greet each other's arrival.

Facing this master, Duan Lun didn't dare to take advantage of him at all. He walked over and bowed slightly.

"Master Bakun, please..."

Compared with other ghost monks who are strong and strong, Ba Kun is skinny and stooped, and he walks tremblingly.

Its eyes were sinister, and its skinny demon body was covered with scars, lying on it like a centipede, like an evil ghost from hell crawling into the world.

Ba Kun nodded slightly and said: "I will try my best..."

Duan Lun and others had already arranged everything, built an altar in the base, and prepared thousands of human monks as sacrifices.

Regardless of the hard work of the journey, Master Bakun personally performed the ritual on the altar and conducted a grand divination sacrifice.

The altar was filled with various bone utensils of strange shapes, and the blood of thousands of human beings had been spilled on the altar.

Master Bakun stood in the center of the altar, raised his head and opened his hands, muttering strange spells in his mouth, and then threw a dozen bone fragments on the altar.

"puff……"

Just when Duan Lun and others were fully expecting Master Bakun's divination to provide them with more clues, unexpectedly at the critical moment of the sacrifice, Master Bakun screamed, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then collapsed on the ground. On the altar.

Duan Lun and others were immediately shocked and quickly ran to Uncle Ba Kun's side. Fortunately, it only damaged the soul and did not bring any backlash.

But Master Bakun will have to cultivate for at least several months, and he will no longer be able to perform divination in a short period of time.

A few days later, Uncle Ba Kun regained consciousness, and Duan Lun came to visit him in person. In fact, he wanted to see if the other party's divination could provide him with some clues.

"Master Bakun, are you feeling better..."

Ba Kun knew the purpose of the other party. Even though he said it as a greeting, he actually came to ask about the divination results.

"The murderer may have someone to help him. I can't do anything about it, but what is certain is that the murderer is one person..."

"impossible……"

After hearing what Master Ba Kun said, Duan Lun was immediately shocked. He had personally investigated the base for a whole day. Judging from the traces left at the scene, it was impossible for a single person to commit the murder.

According to the information it knew, those great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage among the human monks were all being closely watched, and there was no way it was them.

Could it be...

As for the human race's God-Transforming Heavenly Lord, that's even more impossible.

Nowadays, this group of old monsters who have transformed into gods do not dare to act rashly. Even if they change places casually, they may cause an uproar or even trigger a large-scale conflict.

At this moment, Su Fan was sitting cross-legged in the secret realm, carefully looking at the several bone rings in his hands.

These bone rings were all trophies seized from several Yuanying monks of the Ghost Clan. Unfortunately, except for some spiritual crystals and precious tool-making materials, he could not use anything else in the rings.

Only those who have practiced the skills of the Ghost Clan can use these bone talismans, magic weapons and other trophies.

As for the inheritance of the Ghost Clan, almost all are passed down orally by the same clan, and all kinds of orthodox traditions will not be left outside at all.

Su Fan smiled bitterly and shook his head, then put away the bone rings.

He waved his hand again, and several Nascent Souls as tall as one person suddenly appeared in front of him. They were all captured by him from several Nascent Soul monks of the Ghost Clan.

The Nascent Souls of these Ghost Clan monks were all controlled by him using secret techniques, and they have been kept in a portable secret realm.

Looking at several Nascent Souls that were taller than him, and then looking at the little person inside him, he was just over an inch tall.

Su Fan has not yet thought of how to use the Nascent Souls of these Ghost Clan monks.

Okay, keep them all for now, maybe you'll need them someday.

Su Fan has been hiding in the secret realm these days. He placed the key to the secret realm in a hidden cave. Not only did he set up a hidden fairy formation, he also wrapped it in the fur of a virtual beast.

Even if the Lord Transformation of the Ghost Clan came in person, he would not be able to find any trace of him.

When the news passed, Su Fan was ready to make a few more votes. Anyway, he and the ghost clan already had an undying blood feud.

With the Ghost Clan's vengeful nature, killing one Ghost Clan monk is no different than killing a million.

At this time, the communication array around Su Fan's waist vibrated slightly. He took it off and took a look and found that it was a message from Demon Lord Dongming.

"You're so brave, you dare to run wild in the Ghost Clan's territory alone..."

The old guy was obviously deceiving him. Can you admit this? Wouldn't that make yourself uncomfortable?

"Senior, have you made a mistake? I have been recovering from my injuries. How can I have any intention of going to the Ghost Clan's territory to cause trouble? In my current state, am I not looking for death..."

Demon Lord Dongming couldn't help but frowned after hearing this.

"It's really not you..."

You can't admit it even if you're beaten to death at this time, or you'll have to be captured by this old guy.

"Of course it's not me. I haven't moved anywhere in the past few months and have been recovering from my injuries..."

"Besides you, who else is so brave? Who is that..."

Su Fan was almost happy when he heard this. Go find it slowly. I don't know anything anyway.

"Senior, I was seriously injured in the secret realm. I'm lucky to have survived. Now let alone fighting with others, even using magic power may damage the foundation of cultivation..."

Demon Lord Dongming no longer doubted Su Fan after hearing this. After all, any monk who could survive the fragments of the virtual world, even an incarnated Heavenly Lord like him, would have a narrow escape from death.

Moreover, Su Fan had just broken through to the Nascent Soul realm, so it was impossible for him to kill several Nascent Soul monks from the Ghost Clan by himself.

"Okay, you can heal your wounds in peace..."

Demon Lord Dongming left a word and cut off the interrogation.

Su Fan took a deep breath, then hung the communication array on his waist, finally hiding it from this old guy.

"Have you found your next target yet..."

At this time, a distant and indifferent voice came to Su Fan's ears.

"After suffering such a big loss, the Ghost Clan will definitely not give up now. It is better to wait for the news to pass..."

"If you think so, the Ghost Clan must also think so. You can go deep into the Ghost Clan's rear..."

Seeing that Su Fan didn't answer, the witch god began to bewitch him again.

"As long as I help you, you don't have to worry. Now that the Ghost Clan has suffered such a big loss, there will definitely be chaos on the front line, but that may not be the case at the rear..."

You can really fool me.

However, what this guy said makes sense. Taking the opportunity to make a few votes at this time will definitely catch the ghost clan by surprise.

Although the Witch God always wants to take advantage of him, one thing is for sure, it will never harm him.

Thinking of this, Su Fan stood up from the ground.

That's it, go deep into the back of the Ghost Clan, give them a tiger to rip out their hearts, and beat these guys completely.

About a month later, with the help of the Witch God, Su Fan easily escaped the patrol of the Ghost Clan and traveled deep into the rear of the Ghost Clan.

This place is already more than 100,000 miles away from the front line. Because the two sides are in a stalemate, the elite main force of the Ghost Clan has been deployed to the front line.

Especially since Su Fan had just destroyed the frontline base, the Ghost Clan had drawn a lot of forces from the rear and deployed them to the frontline to be responsible for protecting the safety of each base.

No matter how powerful the force is, what they are most afraid of is a lonely ghost like Su Fan. Often, just because of him, the entire Ghost Clan can be exhausted everywhere.

Especially since he was a pervert who was good at concealing his whereabouts. He couldn't figure out his whereabouts at all. In order to find him, he could only devote a lot of energy to running around like a headless fly.

At dawn, it was just dawn.

The fog and dewdrops last night have not completely dissipated, and the entire mountain forest is filled with a thick layer of fog. The mountains are smeared with a layer of white, and the color of the fog makes the forest in front of you hazy and mysterious.

Su Fan stood on a solitary peak and looked at the endless mountains in the distance with cold eyes.

This is a large-scale base behind the Ghost Clan. There are hundreds of thousands of resident monks. In the past, an old monster who transformed into a god was stationed here every year.

As the war on the frontline continues to worsen, there are now only a dozen Nascent Soul monks from the Ghost Clan left to guard the base.

Su Fan's eyes condensed, and he activated his atomized body, turning into a thin mist, spreading rapidly forward with the help of the thick mist in the mountains and forests.

About half an hour later, an extremely thick blood-colored light column suddenly shot up into the sky and pierced the distant sky.

In less than a month, more than a dozen bases and strongholds were destroyed in the rear of the Ghost Clan, and more than a million cultivators were lost in the clan alone, including dozens of Ghost Clan's Nascent Soul cultivators.

Although most of the more than a million Ghost Clan cultivators lost were low-level cultivators, it was definitely a serious blow to the Ghost Clan, which had a small population.

Moreover, the blood and qi of all the dead Ghost Clan cultivators were devoured and turned into pale skeletons.

In addition to the loss of personnel, the number of various material losses was countless, and even more than a dozen space gates were destroyed.

The ghost tribe's rear base was dug out, which directly affected the morale of the front line and caused great chaos in the ghost tribe's control area.

Now all the bases in the tribe are in a state of panic. Even the supply of materials on the front line has been greatly affected.

The Star Alliance also took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack on the ghost tribe's front line, forcing the ghost tribe to shrink its strength and give up a large area of ​​control.

It was not until the ghost tribe stabilized the decline on the front line that it mobilized a large number of monks and began to search for the murderer who was killed in the control area.

Unfortunately, thousands of Yuanying monks in the tribe were concentrated, and after more than two months of tossing, the brutal murderer was not found.

At this time, Su Fan had already left the ghost tribe's control area and hid in a base in the control area of ​​the earth demon tribe.

This place borders the ghost tribe's control area. Although the two tribes are allies, they also have their own control areas and do not interfere with each other.

There are many races in the ghost bone star field, but the races do not get along well with each other, and the wars between the planes have never subsided.

Although the Ghost Clan formed an alliance with the Night Demon Clan, the Dark Snake Clan, and the Earth Demon Clan, they were all wary of each other.

Therefore, the several races in the Ghost Bone Star Region strictly guarded their respective control areas and absolutely did not allow other races to set foot in.

This also gave Su Fan an opportunity. He made more than a dozen deals and turned around to enter the control area of ​​the Earth Demon Clan and hid.

Su Fan had made a plan before the action, and the route of the entire action was already clear in his mind, so he destroyed more than a dozen Ghost Clan bases and strongholds in just one month.

Now he is a low-level cultivator of the Earth Demon Clan, mixed in a bunch of low-level cultivators, doing all kinds of heavy work every day.

The organizational structure of the Earth Demon Clan is somewhat like the caste system of Ah San in the previous life. It only depends on the level of bloodline. The high-level clans are born to be powerful, and the low-level clans are mud all their lives.

Although the individual strength is not as strong as the Ghost Clan, it is better than the large population of the race and the endless cannon fodder clan, so it is also considered a hegemon in the Ghost Bone Star Region.

Most of the ordinary low-level cultivators of the Earth Demon Clan are more than ten feet tall. Apart from their brute strength, they are all quite stupid and optimistic by nature, looking heartless all day long.

So hiding in the low-level clans at the bottom, there is no need to worry about the exposure of their identities, and even if there is one more or one less in the clan, no one will pay attention.

Late at night, Su Fan activated his mist body and came to a nearby mountain.

He controlled the mist to come to a cave, and then released his mist body. Just as he was about to enter his own secret realm, he found that the communication array disk on his waist was vibrating slightly.

No need to guess, it must be the old Dongming Demon Lord.

"You have done such a big thing in the ghost clan control area, what else do you have to say..."

This old bitch came up and beeped, not giving Su Fan a chance to deny it.

These old monsters have lived for thousands of years and have long become spirits.

Su Fan can deceive them once, but he can never deceive them a second time. From the information fed back from the front, it can be seen that only this little pervert can have such means.

Dong Ming Demon Lord was almost angry to death. This kid was getting more and more capable. Even he was deceived.

"Senior, I think this is a misunderstanding..."

"You keep making it up. Do you think my eyes are blurry..."

Although he knew in his heart that his little tricks were not good enough in the eyes of these old monsters.

But he had made up his mind and would not admit it anyway.

"You are quite capable. You actually hooked up with the people of Wudao. You are going to switch to Wumen in the future..."

It seems that what he did in the area controlled by the ghost clan has been figured out by these old monsters of the Star Domain Alliance.

In fact, it is normal. The Star Domain Alliance certainly has no shortage of cultivators who are good at hiding.

Not to mention other places, there are many tribes of demons in the Qingkong Star Domain who are assassins who have been passed down from generation to generation.

It is estimated that there are many assassins of the Star Domain Alliance active in the control areas of various races in the Nether Bone Star Domain, responsible for gathering intelligence and assassination.

Even so, Su Fan has the same attitude.

That means I won't tell you even if you kill me.

"Senior, I'm seriously injured now, and even practicing my skills is difficult, how can I do anything..."

After hearing Su Fan's words, Dong Ming Demon Lord took a deep breath.

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, there's something I need you to do..."