The Villain Has Something to Say

When Luo gradually woke up, he didn't know that he had been taken away from the original area by the old demon cultivator.

There are a total of eleven Mahayana demon cultivators in the world, and the most powerful one is the late Mahayana Dzogchen Mozun Mo Qianqiu. Below him, there are five late Mahayana demon cultivators, three mid-Mahayana demon cultivators, and The magic repair of the two Mahayana early days.

The magic cultivators cultivated very quickly in the early stage. From the Qi refining period to the out-of-body period, they were invincible, and their strength far surpassed that of monks of the same level. They were completely unnatural existences.But since breaking through the integration period, Moxiu has encountered the punishment given to them by the Dao of Heaven.The advancement bottleneck they face is a hundred times, ten thousand times more difficult than other monks, and it is quite difficult even to break through the integration stage.

Out of a hundred out-of-body demon cultivators, only one fit demon cultivator can be born, and out of a hundred fit demon cultivators, only one transcending tribulation demon cultivator can be born!

Therefore, in today's comprehension world, every Mahayana demon cultivator is well-known.Mo Dao Palace occupies five of them.Among the other six people, two are twin sisters who occupy a hilltop in the Demon Realm as village masters, and the last four are casual cultivators.

The old demon cultivator who captured Luo Jianqing was named He Lianmin. He was also a well-known existence on the Xuantian Continent more than 1000 years ago. His hands were stained with the blood of tens of thousands of people. He is also a famous alchemy master who is good at using people as medicine. Refining human pills!The world called him "the ancestor of blood pill".

Although the ancestor of Xuedan only had the cultivation base of the early stage of Mahayana, his strength in alchemy was top-notch. 500 years ago, this blood pill ancestor went to Longzhou, wiped out a good cultivating family, and made more than 1000 people in that family make pills. Since then, there has been no news.

The ancestor of Xuedan lived for more than 900 years, so he was able to avoid the pursuit of so many enemies, so he was naturally cautious.

When he saw the black vortex gathered in the sky, his first reaction was to take away his Heaven-reaching Demon Cauldron and leave here as quickly as possible.

"I don't know what this black vortex is, but as long as there is this thing, the people in the Demon Palace will definitely find it, and the people who secretly search for this kid in Taihua Mountain hidden in the Demon Realm will definitely notice it. They will definitely come here to have a look After all, when the time comes, the deity will be in danger."

The blood pill patriarch released all his spiritual power and fled at full speed.But helplessly, he had to stop every hour, find a suitable place to hide, sneak into the cauldron, pour some samsara flames on Luo Jianqing, forge Luo Jianqing's body, and make him stronger. It is suitable for refining human pills.

After putting a living person in the Tongtian Demon Cauldron, it is natural that they cannot be stored in the ring, so carrying such a huge cauldron, the ancestor of Xuedan ran cautiously.After only running for a hundred miles, Patriarch Xuedan saw many demon cultivators running in the opposite direction, including some righteous monks.

Carrying the huge cauldron, the ancestor of Xuedan hesitated for a moment, and firmly thought: "This is the last chance for this deity! The super-grade root bone is the only one in the world. Since Luo Jianqing came to the Demon Realm, this deity has been following them all the time. It's not easy Find an opportunity to snatch him over. It only takes seven or seventy-nine days before he can be wiped out of consciousness, and together with the remaining 49 human pills, he can refine the Supreme Human Pill of the deity! Don't give up! This is the only hope!"

Frenzy ignited in his eyes, and the blood pill patriarch ran faster.

Every monk who is about to reach his limit has a madness that ordinary people can't imagine.The Patriarch Xuedan knew that if he snatched Luo Jianqing away, he would be hunted down by Taihua Mountain, and might even be hunted down by Xuan Lingzi who was in the stage of transforming into a god.

But he has no other choice!

He only has more than 80 years of life left. If he doesn't change his bones and prolong his life, he will really die!

The ancestor of Xuedan killed countless people in his life. Although he didn't have the terrifying figure of more than 300 million as the demon king, he still had at least a million lives.The animal way of millions of lives!The repayment of millions of generations!The ancestor of Xuedan didn't want to bear it, he had to be promoted, he had to become a fairy!

"The supreme human pill is the last hope. I originally planned to replace it with a first-grade top-grade root bone, but since you are here, it is God's help! Take this supreme human pill, I can change my bones, and I can get all of you Adding up half of my lifespan, I can have another chance to hit the stage of transformation!"

Luo Jianqing didn't know the world outside the tripod at all. There was another world in the tripod, which was spacious and endless.

Luo Jianqing woke up slowly. When he was in a coma, he had been infused with samsara flames several times by the ancestor of the blood pill. As soon as the flame energy entered Luo Jianqing's body, it was swept away by the void power in his dantian , devoured it all.

At this moment, blood scabs had formed on Luo Jianqing's body, and he seemed miserable, but only Luo Jianqing knew that every inch of the damaged meridian in his body was healing rapidly.If it was very tough originally, it is now [-]% tough!

The meridians were caressed by the tamed hot energy, revealing traces of red light.The red light was hidden in Luo Jianqing's body, which seemed strange.

Luo Jianqing didn't push away the blood scabs all over his body, and even when the ancestor of the blood pill entered the cauldron again, he still pretended to be asleep and let the other party instill energy into him.

About three hours later, all the meridians in Luo Jianqing's body had recovered, but the primordial spirit in the dantian that had been swallowed by the flames still hadn't recovered.In the empty dantian, only the power of nothingness and the remaining flame energy hovered.

Luo Jianqing scanned his body with his spiritual sense, and when he saw that there was no soul in his dantian, he was slightly taken aback and smiled wryly.

His realm has reached half-step out of body, but now that he is gone, so what exactly is he?

For monks in the world, as long as the primordial spirit dies, their cultivation base will plummet, and they will not be able to enter the Nascent Soul stage in this life, and what's more, they will die directly.

But now he is still half-step out of the body, but he lacks the primordial spirit.

Luo Jianqing was thinking helplessly, when suddenly he saw a cyan light shoot out from the void power.This power of nothingness was derived from Luo Jianqing's practice of "Nine Seizures of Heaven". It is very miraculous. So far Luo Jianqing doesn't know what it is, but this power gave Luo Jianqing the possibility of cultivation. .

At this moment, the cyan light is like a bright sun, radiating far and wide, devouring all the flame energy.Originally, the flame energy wanted to resist it, but after struggling twice, it disappeared into the blue light in pain.

Luo Jianqing watched in surprise as the blue light rolled twice in satisfaction, and after a long time, lazily spat out a tiny flower bone.The little flower held its petals tightly, Luo Jianqing subconsciously touched the blue flower with spiritual power, and shook it twice, as if expressing his displeasure.

The two moved like this "when you touch, I shake".

After a long time, it seemed that she was really impatient, and the blue flower bone finally knocked away the spiritual power controlled by Luo Jianqing.Just when Luo Jianqing was stunned and astonished, he saw the flower bud blooming gracefully and slowly.

Such beauty, Luo Jianqing only saw it once, and thought it would be unforgettable forever.

When the first petals bloom, the blue light floats;

When the second petals bloom, the lotus is fragrant;

When the third petal flower blooms, the spiritual power is still;

When the fourth petal blooms, thousands of light beams gather at this point, making the lotus petals bloom in the most perfect arc in the world.

When the fifth petal was about to bloom, it only bloomed halfway, and then slowly stopped.

Luo Jianqing's heart was twitching wildly. For some reason, he started to activate his whole body's spiritual power, pouring it into the half-opened petals.He had a hunch that this was his chance, and he needed this flower to fully bloom!Not one petal, not two petals, not three petals... not even the nine-petal golden lotus like Xuan Lingzi's eyebrows!

He wants the ten petals of this green lotus to fully bloom!

In the Heaven-reaching Demon Cauldron, a small vortex of spiritual power began to slowly form.The Blood Pill Patriarch outside the cauldron was carefully hiding and fleeing, and did not find anything unusual, but the spiritual power vortex inside the cauldron became more and more terrifying and frightening.

With Luo Jianqing as the center, the majestic spiritual power is a tornado, sweeping the infinite space in the Tongtian Demon Cauldron!

Spiritual power frantically poured into Luo Jianqing's dantian, and hit the fifth flower straightly.If the flower refuses to bloom, then force it to open, and let the fifth petal bloom completely!

A towering blue light shone on the petals, and the light emitted from Luo Jianqing's body, and was swallowed by the Tongtian Demon Cauldron.However, the blue light became brighter and more and more, until finally, the Heaven-reaching Demon Cauldron had no time to swallow it, and the endless beams of light illuminated the entire Heaven-reaching Demon Cauldron.

boom!

The fifth petals are slowly blooming!

At this moment, Luo Jianqing's breath suddenly increased.He finally crossed that threshold!

From half-step out-of-body to out-of-body period!

There is only a difference of two words, but these two words are enough to trap many monks for hundreds of years, and even they cannot be promoted forever.

Luo Jianqing felt as if he had suddenly lost his strength, and with the sudden increase in his cultivation, his body was filled with a lot of spiritual power.The hot energy hidden in the corners of his meridians overflowed at this moment and turned into pure spiritual power to nourish his dantian.

The green lotus rotated gently, with only five petals open, but it exudes an elegant and rich lotus fragrance.

Luo Jianqing lay down on the ground, looking at the place where he was trapped.He finally saw that this place was not as big as he imagined. It was clearly a small room with a dome covering the smooth black floor. There was a small opening in the center of the top, and there were some small openings in four directions for ventilation. .

Although Luo Jianqing is not good at alchemy, he still has some superficial skills. He immediately understood: "So this is actually a big tripod?"

Luo Jianqing didn't think much about it, only heard the sound of metal colliding from the top.He immediately withdrew his spiritual power, and the entire cauldron returned to its original pitch-black appearance.The old man said in a hoarse voice: "Why are you still sleeping? Could it be that you were really burned by the flames of reincarnation and became stupid? It doesn't matter if you are stupid, all you want is your roots.

After the words fell, Luo Jianqing felt something hot pouring into his temple.This time, Luo Jianqing didn't understand why this monk at the Mahayana stage didn't realize that he had broken through to the out-of-body stage, but he heard that the hot thing turned out to be the flame of reincarnation!

There are three strange fires in the world, namely, the fire of ice, the fire of reincarnation, and the fire of immortality and nirvana!

Luo Jianqing has seen ice and fire before, and Venerable Yuqingzi loves alchemy, so naturally he also likes to collect the flames of the world.She once got a small bundle of this cold and hot fire, but it was a pity that it lasted for only 13 years, and the cold and hot fire was quietly extinguished during one of her alchemy.

However, relying on this little bit of coldness and fire, Venerable Yuqingzi refined the strongest heaven-rank eighth-rank pill in his life!

This monk in the Mahayana period actually has the flames of reincarnation, and even pours so many flames of reincarnation into his body so extravagantly?That is the flame of reincarnation!The flames of reincarnation that can refine eighth-rank divine pills, or even ninth-rank magical pills, and burn ninth-rank elixir into ashes!

Luo Jianqing suddenly felt pain all over his body, especially his temples, which were poured into the flames of reincarnation, and twitched with pain.

In the following time, Luo Jianqing used the power of nothingness to swallow up the flames of reincarnation newly poured in by the devil for his own cultivation.The only thing that puzzled him was that there was no primordial spirit in his dantian, only a perfect green lotus.

However, Luo Jianqing tried a little, and found that he could actually move the Qinglian out of his body.

Luo Jianqing: "...So, ordinary out-of-body monks can make the primordial spirit leave the body, but from now on, I can only make this green lotus three-dimensional? My primordial spirit is a green lotus, so I'm actually ...also a flower?!"

Luo Jianqing didn't think too much, and quickly took Qinglian back into her body.

He didn't know that right after he moved Qinglian out of his body, right on the head of the ancestor Xuedan, a thunderbolt struck straight down!Where did the ancestor of the blood pill think that there would be a sudden thunder in the sky, he subconsciously raised the huge cauldron to resist, but halfway through the lifting, he suddenly realized that there was still the last medicine of his supreme human pill in the cauldron——Luo Jian clear!

So the ancestor of Xuedan hurriedly used his body to protect the Tongtian Demon Cauldron, forcibly resisting the thunder's attack.

Rumble!

The thick thunder scorched the ancestor Xuedan's hair, and all his clothes were burnt to pieces. His whole body was black and dirty, as if he had just crawled out of the sewage.

The ancestor of Xuedan had never been so embarrassed in his life. He wanted to be angry and scold the sky, but after all, there were more important things to do at hand, so he immediately continued to escape with the Tongtian Demon Cauldron on his shoulders.

Luo Jianqing meditated honestly in the cauldron, digesting the fierce flames of reincarnation that had just entered his body.After he consolidated his realm a little bit, Luo Jianqing was pleasantly surprised to find that he could use spiritual power to open his own ring!

This time, Luo Jianqing took out a round white jade bead without hesitation, and smashed it into pieces.

At the same moment, the area where the black vortex was formed several hours ago.

This is a wide basin. Thousands of demon cultivators feel here one after another, vigilantly guarding against each other, looking for treasures and opportunities.Among the characters, a glamorous and beautiful red-clothed demon cultivator froze and turned his head to look north.

"Xuan Lingzi saved my life 100 years ago, and I gave him the jade beads as a token of gratitude?!"

Mo Qiu narrowed his eyes and suddenly understood, he hurried to fly to the north.

And he had just left the black vortex when a golden streamer flew by and stayed in the center of the basin.

The moment this person appeared in the basin, the noise around him stopped abruptly.The terrifying and heavy coercion descended rumblingly, like a huge mountain and the sea, suppressing all the demon cultivators present!Even a demon cultivator in the middle of the tribulation was suppressed so much that he couldn't raise his head. He was dressed in white, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he looked dusty.

Xuan Lingzi scanned all the people present, but he didn't find any trace of his disciple.He held the cold and sharp Xuanling sword tightly, and after looking at it for a while, he suddenly took his eyes away and stared at the demon cultivator who had the highest cultivation level in the mid-stage Transcendence Tribulation present.

The demon cultivator was suddenly looked at by Xuan Lingzi like this, and he felt that he was in a desperate situation.

However, Xuan Lingzi only looked at it for a while, then suddenly looked away, closed his eyes, and carefully felt the changes in the spiritual power in the surrounding world.The power of the primordial spirit is released to a range of ten miles, a range of a hundred miles, a range of a thousand miles... a range of ten thousand miles!

Xuan Lingzi suddenly opened his eyes, the eyes were bright, and flew to the north.He raised his hand to wipe away a trace of blood on his lips, and still flew in that direction with the fastest speed.

And Mo Qiu, who was nearly a hundred miles in front of Xuan Lingzi, naturally felt the terrifying coercion of the primordial spirit, he opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and turned his head.In just a moment, he saw a golden light whizzing past him, heading forward.

"You released the Yuanshen to such a wide distance, aren't you afraid that the Yuanshen will backlash and die!"

There was no time for Mo Qiu to think about it, so he speeded up and continued to fly forward.Even though he was only a monk in the late stage of leaving his body, Mo Qiu's speed was only a little slower than Xuan Lingzi's. Seeing that Xuan Lingzi's back was about to disappear again, Mo Qiu gritted his teeth and took out a white bell, crushing it suddenly.

Immediately, his speed increased again, and he caught up with Xuan Lingzi again!

With Xuan Lingzi's spiritual sense, he should have found Mo Qiu who was chasing after him, but at this moment, he only has the comfort of his disciple in his heart, and he doesn't care about other things.

For Mo Qiu, the jade bead gave him a rough idea of ​​Luo Jianqing's location, but he couldn't confirm it.He didn't know how Xuan Lingzi went straight in that direction, but he was sure that the other party must have a way to find Luo Jianqing.

Knowing that the other party was there, Luo Jianqing's life could not be in danger.In other words, even if his life was in danger, if even Xuan Lingzi couldn't deal with it, it would be even more useless for him to go now.

Thinking of this, Mo Qiu felt a little sore in his heart, but he gritted his teeth and chased forward desperately.

In the Heavenly Demon Cauldron.

After Luo Jianqing crushed the jade beads, he did not sit still.He was still thinking about how to leave this great cauldron and how to save himself.It is the most unfeasible to put all hope on others. Luo Jianqing was taught by Xuan Lingzi since childhood that only the strength of one's own strength is the real strength.

He thought for a long time and tried many methods, but he couldn't destroy the magic tripod.

Outside the magic cauldron, the ancestor of Xuedan fled frantically. He was about to cross a big river, but when he took a step, he was stopped by a golden sword light.Patriarch Xuedan was stunned, and hurriedly ran in another direction, but another golden sword qi struck him, drawing a terrifying bloody mouth on his face!

"Who is it!" the ancestor Xuedan said angrily.He seemed extremely angry, but he didn't have the confidence to speak, because he had already guessed who the other party might be.But there is one thing that the ancestor of Xuedan is still not worried about: even a cultivator at the transformation stage, it is absolutely impossible to see through his natal magic cauldron!

In an instant, the sky was bright and sunny, and a white figure floated down.

Xuan Lingzi frowned handsomely, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and stared coldly at the ugly and vulgar demon cultivator in front of him.He held a long sword of cold light in his right hand. With a movement of his wrist, the light of the sword flashed lightly. His slender fingers clenched the hilt tightly, and the golden spiritual power flowed like a dragon floating on the slender sword.

"Hand him over!"

The ancestor Xuedan recognized him the first time he saw him——

The master of Yuxiao Peak in Taihua Mountain, the only cultivator in the world at the stage of transforming gods, can be called the most powerful Venerable Xuan Lingzi in human cultivation!

The huge gap in strength made the ancestor of Xuedan tremble with fear. He never expected that the other party could find him so easily.But the ancestor of Xuedan lived for more than 900 years after all, and he was good at disguising. There was only anger on his old face and no other expressions.

The ancestor of Xuedan said angrily: "Honor Xuan Lingzi, I respect you as a strong human race, and I fought side by side with you on the battlefield of those two races a hundred years ago. Why are you blocking my way now, why are you sending me back? Wound!"

Xuan Lingzi was cold and heartless, and repeated: "Hand him over!"

The ancestor of Xuedan said: "Who the hell is he!"

Xuan Lingzi moved his wrist slightly, and another sharp and terrifying golden sword energy pierced through the shoulder of the ancestor Xuedan, forcing him to let go of the hand holding the magic cauldron.boom!The magic cauldron fell to the ground and kicked up a cloud of dust. When Xuan Lingzi saw the magic cauldron, his eyes froze.The next moment, he teleported to the magic cauldron.

Regardless of the seal rune on the Tongtian Demonic Cauldron, Xuan Lingzi stretched his hand directly onto the Demonic Cauldron, and grasped the lid of the Demonic Cauldron.

In an instant, the violent black demonic energy was like a blade, scraping his hand with bloody mouths.Xuan Lingzi frowned slightly, letting the devilish energy smash his hand, and opened the magic cauldron at the same time!

His body gradually trembled, Xuan Lingzi lowered his head slightly, and looked at the magic cauldron.

When his gaze touched the empty magic cauldron, Xuan Lingzi opened his eyes, his face turned pale instantly, a stream of blood mixed with golden light flowed from his lips, and flowed down his jaw.

nobody?How could there be no one!

Xuan Lingzi threw the lid of the cauldron aside, swung his long sword horizontally, and touched the neck of the ancestor Xuedan.His voice was extremely cold, as cold as ten thousand years of ice: "Where is he! Where did you hide him!"

The ancestor of Xuedan wrinkled his old face, and said bitterly: "I don't know what you are talking about, Xuan Lingzi, is this how you bully Moxiu? Your Taihua Mountain has an agreement with that Mo Qianqiu. Do not indiscriminately kill Moxiu within the range. What did I do wrong to be threatened by you like this."

Xuan Lingzi's body flickered, and blood surged up in his chest again.He suppressed everything forcefully, and without hesitation pushed the Xuanling Sword close to the neck of the Xuedan Patriarch, and said hoarsely: "You hid him, where is he... where is he!"

At this moment, Luo Jianqing didn't know what was happening outside.

There was still darkness in the cauldron, Luo Jianqing counted the time, it should be time for the devil to enter the cauldron again.Luo Jianqing didn't dare to do anything else for the time being, he obediently closed his eyes and waited, unexpectedly after a long time, he didn't wait for the devil to appear.

"Strange? Does it mean that there is no need to instill the flames of reincarnation in me, or is it that the time interval has changed?"

Luo Jianqing thought about it from now on, and at this moment, a drop of hot liquid fell on his face.

The hot liquid was like a flame, burning on his cheeks.This thing was not a real flame, but it made Luo Jianqing tremble all over.This is a drop of blood, this is a drop of blood rich in spiritual power, this is a drop of blood with the aura he is most familiar with!

"Master!"

Luo Jianqing's voice did not come out of the cauldron.