After the salted fish is rotten, rely on the crow's mouth to revitalize the world of cultivatin

Perhaps because time has passed, they have forgotten that when the Xunyun Realm was still the Xunxian Realm, there were people who specialized in cultivating the soul in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

There is no need to reach the Void Refining Realm in terms of strength. They can cultivate their souls from an early age.

Even after cultivating to the extreme, god cultivators are more terrifying than Qi practitioners like them.

Life and death are all in the other party's thought.

It's just that most of the cultivators will go crazy in the end.

As a result, with such huge side effects, no one would be willing to cultivate God unless they were forced to do so.

As time passed, Xiu Shen was completely lost in the long river of history.

Will that girl be the last god cultivator in the world?

Qiongji Laozi looked towards the city shrouded in light white mist.

There was no worry in his eyes.

Because he firmly believed that that girl would definitely not become the next lunatic.

She is special.

Although she doesn't show it on weekdays, that girl is actually the wisest.

The wisest people are often the scariest.

After suppressing the emotion in his eyes, Ancestor Qiuji said hello and took the lead to step directly into Tushan City.

What catches the eye is a scene like an ink painting.

The sacrifices were destroyed and the barriers were broken.

The color in Tushan City is gradually recovering, and the first thing to recover is black.

Black and white intertwined and spread throughout the city.

The houses are black, but everything around them is white, and the people are black.

The whole picture looks like a quiet but alive ink painting.

Inexplicably there is a strange artistic conception.

With a bit of shallow, horrifying aesthetic feeling.

The empty streets looked lonely, and only one or two figures flashing occasionally quickly showed that this city was not a dead city.

With the entry of the Immortal Sect disciples, the city that originally seemed a bit dead gradually became more alive.

The evil fluctuations in the air have not dissipated.

Feng Ming frowned in disgust.

His eyes glanced around.

Inadvertently, I saw the closed doors on both sides of the street, and some eyes looked out from the cracks in the doors.

That was the person who reacted quickly and hid before.

Those eyes met Feng Ming's, with hesitation flashing in them. In the end, he didn't open the door, but silently retracted his head and retreated into the room again.

Feng Ming didn't bother to pay attention.

Everyone has their own thoughts, and everyone has their own choices.

Now he just wants to go straight to the city lord's mansion.

But he was caught as a young man.

Yueshan asked him and the elders of Yuantian Sect to lead a group of disciples to the ghost market.

I just received news that the ghost market is surrounded, and the situation is unknown now.

Over the mountain, two teams of disciples were separated. The elders of the Beast Control Sect and the Buddhist elders each led a team to encircle and suppress the evil tribes throughout the city, while looking for survivors.

As for the other people, he took him and the three senior gods directly to the city lord's mansion.

In the city lord's palace at this time

above the attic
White mist was billowing on the square altar. Shangito, who was trapped in the white mist, had already noticed the auras of ancestors Qiuji and Danzong. There was also an aura belonging to the demon lord, the three transformed gods. Already entered the city.

The red light in his eyes flickered.Up to now, he still can't understand that this is just a small ruined city, no matter how loud the movement is, logically speaking, it is impossible to disturb a Huashen.

Not to mention that three of them are here at once. Do they have nothing to do?
And he felt that his identity was well hidden, and he even had a different skeleton, so it was impossible for the three of them to discover that he was here.

Or is there anything they are interested in in this city?
Could it be that their disciples came to the city?

Thinking of his disciple, an idea flashed in his mind. Could it be that little girl with a crow's mouth?

If she had come, these three people would indeed have a great possibility to come.

That little girl was a great hero who saved their world of cultivating immortals, so she must be worried when she came to such a dangerous place.

When he regained his physical form, he went to investigate the little girl, but his information was only superficial, and there was too much information that could not be found out.

It's not like he never thought about sending people to kill people, but there was no chance.

That stinky girl stayed in the sect all day long, and he couldn't reach her at all.

He only felt more hatred for that smelly girl.

If it weren't for that stinky girl, his plan would have succeeded. Maybe the evil lord has awakened and descended into this world.

This world is very likely to be in the hands of their evil clan, and he will not end up like he is about to disappear now.

That dead girl was like the nemesis of their evil clan.

There was also the failure of the previous plan. I didn't feel it before, but now that I think about it carefully, it seems that there is her shadow in it.

So is his current failure also because of the other party?
An idea suddenly popped into my mind, like a thread, connecting everything in series.

Before, he had wondered how Liu Yan alone could accomplish such a big thing.

Guang Yan's strength is not something Liu Yan can easily deal with.

But he did all this quietly.

There is only one possibility that there are other people around him.

At that time, he just thought that the accomplices with him were puppets who were not completely controlled by evil spirits like him.

But now he realizes not.

There should be another person beside him that he can't see.

Just like the person in front of him who he couldn't see.

And it is very possible that this person is the nemesis of their evil clan, that stinky girl.

I was originally angry that those cubs were stolen, so that I had to start the sacrifice in advance and hastily. The sacrifice ceremony was even broken, and the enemy who killed me came to my door again.

When he couldn't help but learn that the person who did all this was Yu Miao who ruined his plan in the first place, the anger in his heart completely exploded.

The evil spirit in the body suddenly spread out.

Transformed into ferocious skulls, he tore open the white mist that restrained him, and rushed towards the location he sensed with endless killing intent, vowing to bite Xiumiao to pieces.

The sacrificial ceremony was broken, and the three transformed gods came straight towards him. He was already on the verge of despair.

Since I can't live, how can I live if the person who harms me again and again can live?

The scarlet eyes seemed to be soaked in blood.

The broad cloak covering it was not shattered, revealing his body like a hemp pole.

There was no flesh and blood on his body, just like a piece of skin attached to a skeleton.

The sunken eyes resembled two large skull abyss.

It seems like you can see the white bones of the hands that look like chicken feet.

Opening his palm, a white bone knife appeared in his palm.

At the handle of the bone knife, he gently pulled out a long white spine-shaped whip.

The long whip is covered with densely packed white bone spikes, emitting a cold light in the air.

He has now roughly guessed Miao Miao's current state.

It's like the consciousness of their evil tribe is separated from the body.