Natural Fairy Species

Chapter 439 Killer

“Zhenjun is joking, our Thirty-Six Devil’s Nest will indeed cooperate with each other when encountering foreign enemies, but it is impossible to ventilate in advance when accepting external tasks.”

The black-robed monk felt bitter in his heart, fearing that he would be struck by a sword if he answered incorrectly.

 I cursed at which devil's cave had not been clean from beginning to end, and thus attracted such a vicious person.

“I don’t have the patience to discern the relationship between you. Either I can tell you some valuable information, or I can get it myself…”

The light of the thunder sword has locked onto the two of them, and Bai Zichen's voice is cold and without any fluctuation.

In eleven of the twelve months of the Bitter Sea, there are strong winds and sandstorms. What was a safe route yesterday may become a death trap today.

Even if he has a map with the locations of the thirty-six demon caves in his hand and is strong enough to resist the strong wind and sandstorm, the constantly changing route will definitely greatly affect the time it takes him to find each demon cave.

 In the devil's cave, there is no daylight and lack of spiritual energy, so it is impossible to set up a large formation.

At best, you can use the natural terrain and set up a few restrictions, which can still be of some use against the alchemy monks.

But in front of the True Monarch Nascent Soul, it is just like paper. No matter how arrogant the demon cultivator is, he will not think that he can block the attack of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

“From the outside, the Thirty-six Devil’s Cave in the Sea of ​​Bitterness all have the same name, but in fact we have clear distinctions internally.”

The black-robed monk on the left took off his hood, and it turned out to be a female monk with a bloodless face and waist-length silver hair. Her facial features were somewhat ferocious and her brows were frosty.

  She spoke very quickly, fearing that if she was a moment slower, she would be mistaken for hesitating and concealing something.

The terrifying and terrifying pressure left only two alchemy monks in the field still standing, while the rest of the monks were swaying around, all of them prostrate themselves to the ground in a state of embarrassment.

 According to the intelligence, this True Lord Bai has disappeared for decades. As the most famous Master Jiedan in the Northern Territory in the past thousand years, the outside world has always paid extremely high attention to him.

Many people speculated that he hid and secretly embarked on the road of infant transformation, waiting for enough savings to trigger a natural disaster.

　　This appearance is already in the Nascent Soul realm, which proves this guess.

 But his strength is not at all like that of a newly promoted Nascent Soul monk, and the pressure brought by many long-standing true kings is much greater.

As a demon envoy, the silver-haired female cultivator has seen at least as many Nascent Soul Lords as she can count.

 But no one else, like Bai Zichen, gave her such a sense of near-desperate oppression that she didn't even have the courage to resist, so she could only cooperate throughout the process.

The technique she practices is unique in terms of spiritual warning. It is precisely because of this that she has escaped many disasters and has lived and practiced in a place like the boundless sea of ​​suffering until today.

"The Thirty-Six Demonic Caves can be divided into the Eighteen Outer Demonic Caves and the Eighteen Inner Demonic Caves. The composition of the personnel and the style of conduct are very different... Take me as an example. My ancestor was a disciple of the Hunyuan Sect. After the sect was destroyed, various forces pursued it. I killed the remnants of the Hunyuan Sect before escaping into the Boundless Sea of ​​Suffering. For me, the Boundless Sea of ​​Suffering is my home, and I have lived and grown up here. Many fellow Taoists in the Outer Eighteen Demon Cave have similar experiences to me, either as monks born and raised in the Boundless Sea, or He is from a side sect or even a righteous person, and came to the sea of ​​misery to seek a living in order to avoid his enemies. He is not a demonic cultivator who does all kinds of evil and changes his color after hearing about it as rumored by the outside world."

"The Eighteen Demonic Caves within are more in line with the world's impression. Each demonic envoy was once a notorious alchemy cultivator, and came to the sea of ​​suffering after doing evil deeds that made people angry. Working for outside forces, pretending to be robbing cultivators, burning, killing, and looting is It's a common thing... if True Lord's disciples disappear, it's very likely that they did it."

 Descendants of the Hunyuan Sect?

Bai Zichen looked at the silver-haired female cultivator curiously. Hunyuan Sect can be regarded as the only sect in the history of the Northern Territory that can be called a super large sect.

 Patriarch Hunyuan ascended to the gods by virtue of the Great Wilderness Holy Body, created an unparalleled legacy, and became the overlord of the party at that time.

But those were all in the Middle Ages, and the four Northern Kingdoms had not yet taken shape. It is hard to say whether they can be included in the history of the Northern Territory.

 Because of the Great Wilderness Holy Body, he had been interested in the Hunyuan Sect for a while, and went to check out the outcome of this glorious sect.

 Patriarch Hunyuan was known as the number one physical practitioner in the Middle Ages, with extraordinary strength. Unfortunately, he failed to escape the end of his life span and passed away sadly.

Without Jiahai Zijin Liang, the Hunyuan Sect first fell into civil strife. Several disciples of the Hunyuan Patriarch and their supporters fought together.

  Later, external forces joined in, and the Hunyuan Sect became weaker and weaker, and eventually disappeared in history.

 The super sect that controlled the entire Northern Territory at its peak has lost its glory with the passing of the founder of the sect, and now there is no orthodoxy in the world of immortality.

 It is evident that the world is changing rapidly.

“I don’t care about the distinction between inside and outside, I just want to know where to find Huo Feiyan the fastest.”

"Jiuyou Cave, Minglei Cave, Pixiu Cave... Among the eighteen caves, these three families are the leaders. Even if they are not responsible, they must know the inside story."

The silver-haired nun did not hesitate and spoke out several names fluently.

 The relationship between the dead Taoist friends and the poor Taoists is not harmonious, and there are often even conflicts.

Resources are scarce in the boundless sea of ​​suffering, and any small discovery can ignite conflicts and make each other unwilling to give in.

"Okay, I will go and verify it myself. If it is false, the two of you will only die, and your souls will not even have a chance to be reincarnated."

Bai Zichen shot out two sword qi, piercing the collars of the two Jiedan masters, and then left with his sword.

“Don’t think about speeding up the disappearance of the sword energy or changing clothes. I can detect it at any time... When I come back, I will still pass by you, or I will simply move away from the sea of ​​suffering.”

　　"Bear yourselves to the true king."

The two black-robed monks kowtowed together and did not dare to raise their heads until there was not even a ripple in the sky.

"Junior Sister Chen, why did you directly tell this person the locations of Jiuyou Cave, Minglei Cave and Pixiu Cave. These families are far more powerful than us. If they know that you revealed the inside story, I'm afraid they will be retaliated against. "

Another black-robed monk also took off his hood. He was a young man with feminine features and a hoarse voice.

“Let’s wait until they survive the hands of an angry Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator. This incident is probably their fault. They thought they could do whatever they wanted with the help of the natural chasm, but this time they obviously hit an iron plate.”

The silver-haired female cultivator smiled faintly, as bright as spring, dispelling half of her ferocious aura.

"With just a few late-stage pill-forming monks, it is impossible to stop this murderous god... The Eighteen Demonic Caves inside are different from us. There are even daring ones who directly plunder ordinary and low-level monks from the outside world for cultivation. Magic... maybe after this incident, there will be fewer demon caves in the sea of ​​suffering."

“These three demon caves each have their own magical powers, especially the secret technique of the Nine Nether Cave’s Weariness Curse and Killing, which is hard to guard against. I have heard that the Nascent Soul Master once died at the hands of this technique.”

The feminine black-robed monk is cautious and cautious, his eyes full of fear.

“This senior is unprepared. If he is attacked by the Secret Technique of Weary of Victory, it will be difficult for him to show his strength at the Nascent Soul stage.”

"It's just nonsense. Jiuyou Cave really has the power to curse and kill the Nascent Soul Lord. It will stay in the Sea of ​​Bitter Cave for hundreds of years. It has long gone out to explore."

The silver-haired female cultivator had a clear mind and felt that the strength of the Inner Eighteen Devil's Nest was not as strong as rumored.

 There are various strange rumors about how powerful the Eighteen Demonic Cave is, and it is possible that they are self-directed and acted in order to gain a reputation as a powerful person to facilitate their work.

 …

On the second day after Bai Zichen flew out, he encountered the famous strong wind. The sky became dark, and the huge rocks and sand on the ground were blown into the air.

With the strength of his body, it was like the sharp wind cutting in front of him, not even the fur could break it.

It's just that I was in the strong wind, and I couldn't tell up, down, left, and right, so I could only stabilize my body. “Don’t run around first, lest you go in the opposite direction...”

After a few days, the Gangfeng gradually dissipated, revealing a completely different style from before.

There was clearly a flat land in front of me before, but now it has formed a mound, as if someone had suddenly moved it.

Bai Zichen finally understood why the Boundless Sea of ​​Bitterness has become a desert in the Northern Territory. Unless they really can't survive, few people enter it.

The difference between Xiu is not the magic weapon that has not resisted the wind, and it is really possible to be rolled directly into a minced meat.

The distribution map of the Thirty-six Demonic Dens in the Sea of ​​Bitterness that I have been holding in my hand is very important at this moment.

Bai Zichen went through all the obstacles and finally found Jiuyou Cave two months later.

"Who is coming? The passage ahead leading to the Jiuyou area is not allowed to enter without authorization!"

 Four demonic monks holding slender tokens stopped the visitor who was not even prepared to hide his figure.

Bai Zichen raised his hand and flashed his sword in a circle, blocking all the magic power of the four acupoints.

 He reached out and grabbed it again, and two disciples fell into his palm.

Taiwu's soul-searching and soul-slaying technique was activated, and he read the past scenes like a fleeting glance. As the bodies of the two demonic monks twitched, one memory fragment after another was passed over.

Bai Zichen just wanted to get the result as quickly as possible, and the soul-searching spell reached its limit. The two of them twitched violently, foamed at the mouth and passed out.

Even if he could be saved, he would still be half-dead without consciousness or reaction.

Throwing the two people away like old garbage bags, two demon cultivators came over to search for souls. Another scene with similar content was obtained from the soul search in the sea of ​​consciousness.

 An old man with a broad body and a kind face came to Jiuyou Hall and put a drop of water on the table.

"Bai Zichen of Qingfeng Sect has been missing for a long time. As long as you can discover the secret behind it and find out what he is doing now, these ten jellyfish orbs are the reward... If you can make enough noise in Black Mountain to make Bai Zichen take action, I’ll give you twenty more jellyfish orbs.”

 “Okay, but we need more information…”

 The scene turned, and there were several pill-forming demon cultivators sitting at the top, and below them were the backbone of the Nine Nether Cave.

"This failed to induce Bai Zichen to take action. It seems that he has a ruthless and righteous character and does not care about the lives of his fellow disciples at all. Or he is in an important moment of retreat and cannot even spare a moment."

“Then let’s wait for an opportunity to kidnap one of his disciples and see how he reacts.”

 The screen went dark again, and another person saw two alchemy cultivators coming back with a unconscious female cultivator.

The facial features of this person are those of Huo Feiyan, who has disappeared for several years.

These foundation-building demon cultivators were all more or less involved in the plundering of Black Mountain, and other irrelevant memories were naturally ignored by him in fast forwarding.

“Good, good, the first Demon Cave I chose hit the right target!”

Bai Zichen was a little confused as to why the soul lamp in his hand didn't react at such a close distance.

But filled with rage, he immediately activated the Ziwei Thunder Sword to transform into a dragon-like thunder light, roaring towards the Nine Nether Cave.

The demonic clouds of Yin Qi encountered on the way were all evaporated by the touch of lightning, and they were not able to hinder him for a moment at all.

The Ziwei Thunder Sword is brilliant and majestic, and the thunder and lightning can cause additional damage to Xie Chong monsters. Jiuyou Cave is like snow exposed to the sun, melting one after another.

 One after another, the restrictions were swept away by the light of the thunder sword.

"Which senior came to Jiuyou Cave and made such a joke with us!"

A huge treasure umbrella was held up, protecting the three Jiedan masters and rushing out of the devil's cave. The thunderous sword light could not be cut through with one sword.

 With the first strike, the umbrella cover was completely destroyed, leaving only the bare ribs.

 The second sword, the seemingly light thunder sword light was pressed down, and the umbrella bones were broken.

The phantoms of the monsters above shattered under the light of the sword, wailing and turning into blue smoke.

"A joke? Hand Huo Feiyan over, and I will spare your lives. I will only punish you by abolishing your cultivation!"

Bai Zichen recognized one of the pill-forming demon cultivators. He was the one who took Huo Feiyan away from the scene after searching his soul, and his voice turned cold.

It was just for the sake of the safety of his disciples that he did not let his murderous intention show up.

“Senior, must you have made a mistake? We don’t know Huo Feiyan at all…could someone frame and frame Jiuyou Cave and pin the hat on us!”

That pill-forming demon cultivator had a cross scar on his forehead, which was so conspicuous that there was no possibility of mistaking it.

“I have already seen the picture from the souls in the sea of ​​consciousness of your monks, and you still want to deny it?”

Bai Zichen flicked his ten fingers, and the lightning turned into threads, and he was about to pierce all the limbs of the three people.

With a flash of sword light, a pill-forming demon cultivator screamed, and his hands and feet exploded into blood mist, without even a chance to fight back.

But Bai Zichen's body swayed, and thousands of fine needles seemed to be inserted into the sea of ​​​​consciousness, causing unspeakable pain.

 “Blood Soul Weary Victory Curse Killing Technique, hit!”

The leader of the Pill Formation Demonic Cultivator stared angrily, and saw that all the Foundation Establishment Demonic Cultivators behind him exploded into a ball of fuzzy flesh and blood.

Even the injured Dan Dan companions around him had their essence and blood sucked in, forming an extremely **** killing character.

The big blood-colored characters flashed and appeared on Bai Zichen's back at some point, reflecting on his Taoist robe, as if they were there.

"So what about True Monarch Nascent Soul? Every time I activate this blood-soul-weary curse-killing technique, it costs the lives of hundreds of monks and burns a hundred years of my life... But even if your cultivation level is one level higher than mine, you can still succeed in the curse-killing technique. You Even if you kill me, you can't break this curse."

The elixir-forming demon cultivator laughed crazily and was extremely proud.

“The blood soul’s curse will haunt you for the rest of your life. The greatest genius in the Northern Territory will be drained of blood in just a few decades and become a walking corpse... How is that possible!”

 The maniacal laughter suddenly stopped, and the man stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

The bright red word "kill" on Bai Zichen's back emits starlight as the bones on his shoulders are forcibly peeled off from his body.

The **** killing character spun around in a circle, backfired on the caster, and swallowed him instantly, leaving only a piece of **** skin in place.

Bai Zichen's eyes were cold, Ziwei's thunder sword shook, and the thunder roared towards the remaining demon cultivators.

 (End of this chapter)