I have been slaying demons in the Demon Slayer Division for thirty years

Roar!

Qiongqi opened his mouth and spit out immeasurable divine light, which struck the place where Zhou Yi fell.

The earth's crust cracked and shattered for thousands of miles.

After blasting for ten consecutive breaths, the mountains were annihilated and turned into deep valleys. Poisonous fire magma poured out of cracks in the earth's crust.

"You didn't even run away. Aren't humans the best at escaping?"

Qiongqi's spiritual consciousness swept over and found that the Taoist stood quietly in the ground fire, with not even a hair out of place.

An apricot-yellow flag hangs above the head, and the divine light falls, invulnerable to all forces.

"What a treasure! No wonder you are so brave and dare to fight with me."

The more Qiongqi looked at it, the more excited he became, and he couldn't help but ask: "What is the name of this treasure?"

"Pindao is wrong."

Zhou Yi shook his head in response to the question and said: "The years of my poor Taoist practice are not even a fraction of those of my fellow Taoists, so why bother competing for magic power?"

The successive killings of the Witch God and the White Lotus Virgin gave Zhou Yi a mysterious confidence in his forty-eight thousand years of Taoism, and he tried to use Taoism and magical powers to fight Qiongqi.

It's not that Tiangang Taoism is not strong, nor is Earthly Evil's magical power weak, it's just because the age gap between the two parties is too big.

Now that I reflect carefully, the Witch God died from the backlash of incense, and the White Lotus Virgin died from the devouring of the evil Buddha. After all, the Zhouyi did not play a fundamental role. .

If not, Bai Lian and the Witch God could at least escape indefinitely.

The true immortal can freely summon the vitality of heaven and earth, and without the worry of exhaustion, it is easy to fly for ten or eight years.

"As the sages have said, I will examine myself three times a day!"

Zhou Yi cupped his hands at Qiongqi and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your guidance!"

"What's the meaning?"

Qiongqi frowned slightly, suddenly feeling a warning sign in his heart, he instinctively used his magical power to disappear.

"It means that poor people cultivate magic power, while rich people rely on fairy weapons!"

While Zhou Yi was speaking, the star-absorbing divine hairpin penetrated the void, appeared on the back of Qiongqi's head, and killed him.

brush!

Qiongqi's shadow dissipated and appeared several miles away.

"Another fairy weapon?"

Before Qiongqi finished speaking, two pure Yang swords appeared on the left and right.

The long river of sword energy forms a formation, and the magical power formation supports it. The power of the Zhoutian Star Formation, which has not improved for a long time, has increased several times.

The formation was in motion, and stars appeared during the day, freezing Qiongqi for a moment.

The golden dragon scissors followed closely behind, aiming at the huge tiger's head and cutting it hard.

Click!

The neck was broken, and the tiger's head rolled to the ground, the size of a small hill.

Qiongqi stared at Zhou Yi and his voice was deafening: "I haven't fought for hundreds of thousands of years. I was careless and died in the hands of a junior!"

"With such strength, it's just a clone?"

Zhou Yi checked the demon illustrated book, and sure enough, on page 187, a corner of the Qiongqi illustrated book lit up.

"This incarnation has been refined for 150,000 years!"

Qiongqi's voice gradually became cold and gloomy, and he said: "I will remember you..."

brush!

The star-absorbing divine hairpin passed through Qiongqi's forehead, shattering one of the spiritual consciousness into pieces, and the second half of the sentence was abruptly cut off.

Qiongqi's vitality was annihilated, his flesh and blood body turned into bluestone, and a tiger-headed hill appeared on the ground.

"There are too many people who care about poor people, and you are not the least of them."

Zhou Yi waved his hand to take back many of the immortal weapons. He was very satisfied with the routine he had pondered for a long time. He combined sneak attack, control and attack into one, and killed the incarnation of the demon god with one move.

At first, he was not satisfied with the magical power of forming the formation. After blessing the Zhoutian Star Sword Formation, even Qiongqi could freeze for an instant.

"Qiongqi is indeed a demon god. A clone has been sacrificed for 150,000 years. I don't know how powerful I am!"

Qiongqi rules a continent. No matter how poor he is, there is no shortage of natural materials, treasures, panaceas, and magical elixirs. The increase in mana far exceeds the number of lifespans.

Of course, it is far behind Zhouyi.

Zhou Yi has eight clones working hard in the Demon Slaying Division, and they will be promoted to fifty thousand years next month.

In addition, Huangting Dao Jing has a hidden effect, and there is no bottleneck in the growth of mana.

When Zhou Yi was communicating with his colleagues, he had seen some of the cultivation techniques of ancient Qi practitioners. The reason for their decline was not only the difficulty in accumulating magic power.

After mana has accumulated to a certain amount, it still needs to break through the bottleneck.

Thousand-year mana is the first bottleneck. After breaking through, the strength is comparable to the realm of refining gods. Ten-thousand-year mana is the second bottleneck. After breaking through, one can be promoted to a true immortal.

Huang Ting Dao Jing is not troubled by bottlenecks. It has been accumulated for thousands of years and will naturally break through.

"Huh? The clone, the pot sky, the formation... are all obtained by killing the evil Buddha. Each one has extraordinary effects, so the reward for killing the evil Buddha is not bad?"

Zhou Yi suddenly missed the White Lotus Evil Buddha, but it was a pity that he was studying the idea of ​​killing evil in the Wangchuan River. He didn't know whether it would take thousands or tens of thousands of years.

"After the evil Buddha is resurrected, he will definitely be unexpected when he sees the human race ascending to dominate the world... Not necessarily. After all, he has seen too much, so he may have already expected this result."

Zhou Yi shook his head. The longevity elixir appeared in his hand, and his magic power circulated, drawing a ray of breath from it.

The aura sensed the magic power and changed erratically, revealing the face of the Immortal Immortal.

Changsheng looked at the Hutou Hill on the ground, with a look of surprise on his face, and said.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord! The layman was able to kill Qiongqi, which is really beyond the expectations of the veteran."

Zhou Yi mocked and said: "Everything that fellow Taoist did was what Pindao expected. It's a pity that fellow Taoist didn't come in person."

Changsheng sighed and said pitifully: "I do this for the continuation of the human race. The human race is also one of the ten thousand spirits. There is no point in merging into the demon race..."

Bang!

Zhou Yi annihilated his breath and was too lazy to listen to the nonsense of longevity.

After people betray the human race, they will always defend their mistakes and hold high the banner of equality of all beings. They only criticize people for killing monsters and never say that monsters eat people.

As time went by, I was even moved to the point where I thought of myself as a real freedom fighter, wishing that everyone would be treated as a traitor.

Zhou Yi never discussed the relationship between the two clans with a traitor. If he met someone, he would be directly hacked to death. If he was not killed, he would write it down in a small notebook.

The real immortal's calculations, from morning to night.

"The little guy selling Yuehua Spirit Wine is not far from Qiongqi, and the location is exactly where the Taiyin Immortal Tomb is..."

Through the Demon Illustrated Book, Zhou Yi sensed that Qiongqi's true form was thousands of miles away on the east side of Cangsu Yuan, approaching the direction above the Taiyin Immortal Cemetery map.

That little guy was selling the spiritual wine stolen from the Taiyin Immortal Tomb. When he met Zhou Yi, he already had seven or eight marks on his body.

Now alive, obviously the owner of the mark wants to wait for him to go to the grave again.

Zhou Yi was not interested in the Moon Wheel Immortal Soldiers in the Taiyin Immortal Tomb, but there were spiritual wines and demon gods in the tomb, so it was worth a visit.

"We must give Qiongqi a big surprise!"

Five ox hairs appeared in Zhou Yi's hand, white, green, black, red and yellow, and scattered on his body with a wave of his hand.

His body shape changed rapidly, the muscles of his limbs swelled, two horns sprouted from his forehead, and his Taoist robes were replaced by armor of superior magic weapons.

An apricot-yellow flag is rolled up, and the flag is wrapped on a long pole. The divine light flashes and turns into a black-yellow mixed iron rod.

Anyone who comes to detect the aura and deduce the heel and legs is an ox clan demon!

…

Luo Jing.

The rear hall of the Dragon Guard Division.

Emperor Jingtai bowed and said: "My great grandson Jingtai wishes to see our ancestor."

"come in."

Li Long's voice became weaker and weaker.

Emperor Jingtai pushed open the door and asked with concern: "How is your health, ancestor?"

"It doesn't matter, I won't die for the time being."

Li Long said: "At least there is still the strength to fight, but will there be news about the fairy?"

"Ancestor, my descendants are incompetent and failed to obtain the elixir of longevity."

Emperor Jingtai looked ashamed: "A real immortal made a bid and paid a full five hundred kilograms of immortal materials..."

Cang Suyuan has sent back the news, describing the auction process in detail. Everyone who watched the excitement said it was wonderful, but they were helpless as the backdrop.

"Ho ho ho! Another old guy who is about to expire. It seems that God wants me to die."

Li Long sighed and said, "Go and investigate the traces of Our Lady of White Lotus. The Witch God is hiding in the underworld. It's too difficult to catch her."

"Ancestor, Our Lady of White Lotus has fallen and died under the Immortal Sword of Yiqingzhen."

Emperor Jingtai recounted the information he had investigated in detail. Perhaps Li Long had heard of Taoist Yiqing.

Li Long laughed and said: "Hahaha! If you die well, then I will go to the underworld and join the witch god in reincarnation!"

"Ancestor, according to the news coming from southern Xinjiang, there is a high probability that the Witch God has also died."

Emperor Jingtai said: "There was a Qingzhenxian who surrounded and killed the Witch God, and two real gods, named Hongluan Xingjun and the Plague Messenger respectively. I wonder if my ancestor has any impressions?"

When Li Long was young, he traveled all over the world, and with the power of the martial saint, he was invincible.

True immortals from the Taoist realm, Arhats from the Buddhist realm, and even more true immortals from the demon clan, all suffered severe beatings from Li Long.

Taizu had done this, Zhongzong had done it, and Li Long would certainly do it after he became a martial sage.

After Li Long listened to Emperor Jingtai's description, he shook his head slightly and said.

"I have never heard of it. Maybe he has a new inheritance, or he may be living in seclusion. But if the plague messenger can accept the worship of southern Xinjiang, can he win over the hundreds of millions of people in Daqian?"

"Ancestor, it's easy to ask the gods but hard to send them away. With your current situation, what if..."

Emperor Jingtai worriedly said: "At that time, Daqian relied on foreign gods for stability. Whether the Li family can continue to be a royal family is a matter of two opinions."

"Well, what you said makes sense, the inheritance of the Li family must come first!"

As a Martial Saint, Li Long knew how powerful the Super Grade was. Once he died, Daqian would inevitably turn into a divine kingdom.

Succession to the throne requires the consent of the true god. If not, he can easily change to another royal family.

"Now Xu Ni in southern Xinjiang has the support of the true god and has replaced the original barbarians. However, Xu Ni is a greater threat. The barbarians are foreigners after all. They are just plundering and plundering on the border."

"The human race under the rule of Pseudo-Shun came from the same origin as Da Qian. If the true god supports Xu Ni and goes north a hundred years after the ancestor, it may be difficult to check and balance."

Emperor Jingtai emphasized the threat of hypocrisy and carefully weighed his words before saying: "In the current situation, is it possible to ripen the fairy lotus to avoid accidents..."

"well……"

Li Long was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "I still have thirty or fifty years to live. We will discuss this matter later."

"Ancestor, why did Xianlian become a demon?"

Emperor Jingtai lowered his head, a fierce light flashed in his eyes. The ancestor knew that he only had a few years to live, but still did not want to ripen it. Apparently... he didn't care about the emperor's life or death.

Li Long did not answer directly, but asked: "Where do you think the immortal plant came from?"

Emperor Jingtai asked in confusion: "The immortal plant...has not existed since ancient times. It is an immortal-level elixir. What is its origin?"

“If it’s a magical medicine, why is it unique?”

Li Long said slowly: "I don't know the specific details. I only heard that my father once said that every immortal plant is a spiritual plant that becomes an immortal."

"The death of a fairy plant means entering reincarnation. When the true spirit reincarnates, a spiritual plant in the world will transform into a fairy plant."

"So, don't let the fairy plant become a demon. It's like offending a real demon for Da Gan."

"I see."

Emperor Jingtai said: "My grandson will send people to continue searching for the longevity elixir. We must extend the life of our ancestor until the immortal lotus matures."

"Go ahead, don't force anything. Seven hundred years after Taizu, there will be no Martial Saint sitting in charge, so it won't be the same. What's more, the immortal lotus will mature in one hundred and eighty years."

Li Long closed his eyes and waved his hand to order Emperor Jingtai to retreat.

"Shisun resigns."

Emperor Jingtai exited the palace.

The sun was shining brightly, and the sunlight shone on Emperor Jingtai, and there was a hint of cold air overflowing.

"Time will not wait for me, next...the Lu family!"

The fairy lotus is about to mature. As long as you become a martial saint, the real demon can be destroyed with a backhand.

…

Fengzhou.

Wild mountains and ridges.

Liu Yi shuttled through the forest. Ever since he left Cangsuyuan, he always had a sense of crisis in his heart.

Only by flying towards the Taiyin Immortal Tomb will the sense of danger disappear.

This shows that the follower is at least an expert in refining gods. He may not be able to figure out the location of the immortal tomb, but he can easily figure out Liu Yi's purpose.

"Damn it, I'm still being targeted!"

Liu Yi had no choice but to keep running towards the Taiyin Immortal Tomb, forcing him to change directions and escape. The guy snooping in secret didn't mind searching for the soul.

The information obtained from soul searching is likely to be incomplete, and you will have to compete with others.

Besides, we still don’t know the source of the spiritual wine and whether there are other spiritual objects, so no one wants to fight for nothing. So it is better to urge Liu Yi to find the tomb all the way to see if it has any archaeological value.

"Are we going to announce the Taiyin Immortal Tomb?"

It is not that Liu Yi has no way to escape. As long as the location of the immortal tomb is announced to the public, he will lose any tracking value.

"I knew that selling the treasures in the tomb would definitely attract attention..."

"But the Taiyin inheritance requires at least the realm of refining the gods to open it. It is difficult to condense the Yin gods in a lifetime just by practicing hard!"

Liu Yi picked up the Mingyue Baoyu from Cangsu Yuanfang City a few years ago, and then accidentally learned about the Taiyin Immortal Tomb.

Cang Suyuan was drawn on the map of the immortal tomb. Using this as a comparison, Liu Yi searched for a year and finally found the location of the immortal tomb.

However, the Taiyin Immortal Tomb is divided into two layers, the inside and the outside. There are only ordinary buried spiritual objects on the outside, Taiyin inheritance of opportunities to become immortals, and the buried fairy artifact moon wheel. They are placed in the Guanghan Fairyland and can only be opened by at least the God Refining Realm.

Liu Yi collected the spiritual objects from the outer tomb, drank spiritual wine and took spiritual elixirs every day.

In a few years, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has been promoted to the Qi Refining Realm.

Due to his limited talent, Liu Yi wanted to condense the Yin Shen, so he had to buy high-quality elixirs that could increase his soul, so he started selling wine.

The spiritual wine in the immortal tomb lasted for more than a thousand years. Liu Yi changed the jar and blended it with new wine in an attempt to get through.

As a result, the Millennium Spiritual Wine still attracted the covetousness of masters in refining the gods.

Liu Yi was thinking about whether to expose the immortal tomb and open the entrance to Guanghan Fairyland with the help of a god-refining expert.

"Boy, this is Master Niu's territory, get out!"

Zhou Yi's voice was very loud, and it was referenced by hundreds of memory fragments of the cow demon. It was so lifelike that even the real cow demon fairy wouldn't be able to recognize it.

At this time, he transformed into a human man. Only when the demons, immortals and gods are in front of him can he see the horns on his head.

This is a change within a change!

Liu Yi looked up and saw a strong man two feet tall, barbecuing meat in front of him.

The man has a simple and honest face, and he keeps turning the barbecue grill. The rich aroma spreads, and you can feel your blood increase after taking a sip.

Liu Yi looked at the barbecue grill. He was wearing a blood-striped snake. Even though it was almost cooked, the faint coercion it exuded frightened him.

Demon King!

Liu Yi's mind was spinning and he took a few steps forward and said.

"Brother Niu, this dry roasting of meat is a waste of ingredients. I have this kind of fine spices here. There is also Ten Thousand Years Spirit Wine. Let's have a drink together?"

"Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Wine! Take it out quickly. The Blood Snake Demon King tastes really good. It's a waste of meat but no wine."

Zhou Yi nodded in agreement, a jade Ruyi appeared in his hand, and recited a mantra: "Ruyi, Ruyi, follow my will!"

Jade Ruyi's aura flashed, turning into jade tables and chairs, and even the dishes and chopsticks were ready.

Seeing the miserable state of the demon city under his command, this bloody snake was furious. He chased Xiang Xiong and others all the way, and was trampled to death by the sacred cow.

Demon Illustrated Reward: Ruyi.