Seeking the Way of Immortality

In Luohe Realm, Sui Xuan, Yun Fang and others were not in a hurry to enter the depths of Tianhuang Ridge, but carefully hid in the dark.

There are many gods and demons in Tianhuang Ridge. Although the strength of these gods and demons is only one in a hundred, they cannot be underestimated. Sui Xuan controls the power of time and uses the magical power of time reversal. Like Yue Ling, he found something wrong.

Therefore, Yun Fang and his party are cautious step by step, not seeking merit, but seeking no mistakes. Once they accidentally fall into the trap of others, they will die without knowing how they died.

Tianhuang Ridge is very large. Wu Zheng and others just set out a little later, and they can no longer see the traces of other powerful people from all walks of life.

The eyes of time and space opened, and the surrounding space overlapped, instantly penetrating tens of thousands of miles away, and all the scenes around were presented in Wu Zheng's eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, have you found anything?" Dong Qianjun asked.

"Strange, there are many strangers around, and it seems that they are not from the outside world."

"That is most likely a native cultivator of the ancient prehistoric world." Yin Tianyu said.

"What are the native cultivators of Honghuang doing here?" Wu Zheng pretended to be ignorant and spoke in surprise.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, you don't know that the native cultivators of Honghuang are suppressed by the Heavenly Dao and dare not rashly enter the secret realms and battlefields of gods and demons in Honghuang. Now that we, the foreign cultivators, have broken the space of the secret realms and battlefields of gods and demons, and at the same time disrupted the Heavenly Dao of Honghuang, the native cultivators of Honghuang will naturally take the opportunity to come out."

"So, fellow Daoists have dealt with the native cultivators of Honghuang before?"

"We fought a few times, but we didn't get the upper hand."

Wu Zheng was surprised when he heard this. Ming Wudi and his men were quite powerful, but even they couldn't get the upper hand, which showed how powerful the native cultivators of Honghuang were.

"Every cultivator of Honghuang can dominate the same realm."

"So that's the case, then it really shouldn't be underestimated."

After speaking, Wu Zheng said no more and led everyone to continue to go deep into Tianhuang Ridge, while the Five Elements Golden Ginseng and the Bashen turned into a beam of light and disappeared without a trace.

Deep in Tianhuang Ridge, a huge palace stood, with demonic clouds lingering above it and deathly aura all over. Surprisingly, in the place where deathly aura and demonic aura were everywhere, there were huge flowers with strange colors.

The flowers were extremely huge, each of which was several feet long and delicate and beautiful. On the roots of the flowers, bright red blood flowed endlessly, and occasionally there was a gurgling sound, which was extremely terrifying.

In addition to the flowers, there were all kinds of poisonous insects and beasts, poisonous snakes, scorpions, centipedes and other things could be seen everywhere, and their eyes were full of spiritual light, obviously their intelligence was not low.

The flowers surrounded the palace, forming the first line of defense.

Beyond the flowers, you can see that the palace was surrounded by gods and demons. The gods wearing broken golden armor and the demon gods surrounded by demonic aura all became guards around the palace at this moment. There was a flash of light between the opening and closing of their eyes, which was obviously not comparable to the gods and demons in the outside world who had just awakened their intelligence.

Inside the palace, a bald man in tattered robes was half lying on a wide chair covered with a thick layer of mink fur, soft and comfortable.

On both sides of him, there were two scantily clad women, who were extremely charming. One held a teacup and the other held a fruit plate, feeding the bald man with water and spiritual fruits from time to time.

Under the bald man, several gods and demons with a strong aura around them.

"My king, many monks from the outside world have come, all of them are delicious blood food!" A woman in a black robe with a faintly charming figure spoke playfully.

"Sister Mudan, can't you stand the loneliness?"

"Saitianluo, be careful with your mouth, or I'll cut you." The black-robed woman started to curse, not polite at all.

"My lord, according to what my subordinates have learned, there are not only outsiders but also local monks who entered Tianhuangling this time. Our men suffered heavy casualties this time." A middle-aged scholar-like man holding a feather fan with messy feathers spoke in a deep voice.

"Gu Bufan, you were a general in the fairy world ten thousand years ago. You are not scared by these small fish and shrimps in front of you!" Sai Tianluo laughed and teased.

"Fuck you, you feel itchy if you don't get scolded!" Gu Bufan said unhappily.

"Hasn't the news spread out?" The bald man lying on the chair said.

"My lord, the news has spread out a long time ago. There are tens of thousands of strong people coming this time, and there are many who can match us. For the sake of safety, I suggest that you plan it carefully." Gu Bufan spoke again.

"My lord, what Fellow Daoist Gu said is very true. I heard that among the strong men who entered the ancient wilderness this time, there is an Arhat who lowered his cultivation and confused the heavenly way of the wilderness. He is also in Tianhuang Ridge now."

"Oh, do you know which Arhat it is?"

"The Arhat sitting on a deer."

"How is the blood food collection going?"

"My lord, according to your instructions, the vegetation in various parts of Tianhuang Ridge is quietly collecting blood food. More than a thousand brothers have recovered 1% of their cultivation before their death."

"How many outsiders are there in Tianhuang Ridge? How many local monks?" The bald king showed a thoughtful expression.

"My lord, there are more than 18,200 outsiders and more than 17,000 local monks. So far, more than 8,000 outsiders and local monks have died in the battle."

"First throw out some treasures, and when there are still 20,000 people, throw out "God and Demon Transformation"."

"My lord, do you mean that we should sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight?"

"Why should we do more when we can just sit back and enjoy the fruits of our labor?" The bald king said with a half-smile.

"Your Majesty, your opinion is great."

Then, the bald king issued several orders in succession.

As the orders were issued, some rare treasures appeared in various places in Tianhuangling. They were all treasures of gods and demons in ancient times, mysterious and precious.

The group of sitting deer arhats went deep into Tianhuangling and were invincible. The deeper they went into Tianhuangling, the stronger the gods and demons inside became, and the higher their intelligence became.

At this moment, the sitting deer arhat was fighting a golden armored god. The god was holding a Zen staff in his hand. There were twelve copper rings on the Zen staff. The copper rings jingled, and every collision could disturb people's souls.

Although the Zen staff had lost its spirituality, it was still full of treasures. Obviously, it was a great treasure before. In ancient times, only some great Buddhists were qualified to control the twelve-ring golden tin staff.

Although the Sitting Deer Arhat was one of the Eighteen Arhats of Buddhism and held a high position of power, he had never owned a twelve-ring Zen staff. He had never expected that there was such a treasure in Tianhuang Ridge.

The Sitting Deer Arhat was delighted to see the prey, and immediately rushed forward, displaying his great magical powers, and killed the golden-armored god.