Longevity, starting from raising chickens

A mid-level seventh-order World Eater... just died like that? !
Such astonishment was still lingering in everyone's mind, and the next moment, the look from the four-eyed giant made everyone terrified!
A feeling of fear and horror rushed from the tailbone to the top of the head like lightning!
Among the crowd, Jiang Yi was the one who had seen the world. There was also no shortage of combined-body cultivators within the Wanxiang Sect of the Yuntian Realm.

She saw through the four-eyed giant's true colors almost instantly:
"A seventh-level perfect innate god and devil!"

"With this level, even in the Yuntian Realm, it is enough to rule a region!"

After entering the stage of transformation into a spirit, there are ten levels of Dao realms, including transformation into a spirit, refining the void, fusion, and transcending tribulation... Each level is a completely different heaven, and each heaven has a completely different scenery.

The higher the level, the fewer monks there are.

Cultivators who can reach the seventh level of perfection, that is, the perfection of fusion, are extremely rare even in the Yuntian Realm.

Going further up, there are the great beings who have transcended tribulations, each of them is an existence that calls itself the ancestor of the sect.

The reason why Wanxiang Sect, Changsheng Sect and Youxian Temple were able to occupy a place in the Yuntian Realm, where the major sects had already demarcated their sphere of influence, was because of the rapid cultivation of their three ancestors, who entered the ranks of tribulation-crossing masters in a very short period of time.

The three great monks who are overcoming tribulation support each other, and no one dares to underestimate them.

But in fact, no one would easily provoke a cultivator who has achieved perfect integration.

Such people have sufficient talent, opportunity and luck. No one can tell when they will be able to soar to the sky. Unless there is a necessary reason, they will be treated with courtesy no matter where they go in the Yuntian Realm.

This also shows how rare the monks who have achieved perfect fusion are.

And they met such a "person" in this sea of ​​​​world at this moment.

"What a coincidence, we meet again... Where else do you want to go?"

The innate god and demon with a handsome face but four extremely evil eyes gave a creepy smile.

There was no sound, but these words echoed in everyone's mind.

Feeling the amusement on the face of this innate god and demon, everyone looked at each other in surprise.

Only Qi Yan saw everyone's frightened expressions, frowned, and said angrily:

"It's nothing but death! Why fear it?"

A ghost-eyed dragon is swimming around on his body, and his breath is surging.

But everyone else's eyes couldn't help but look at Wang Ba who was standing at the wound of the boundary membrane.

Wang Ba looked up at the figure outside the world, his face as gloomy as water, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

But at this moment, Xuanwu felt something in his heart, shook his snake head, and quickly retreated back into the boundary membrane.

The limiting membrane also healed rapidly at this moment!
"Ok?"

The four eyes of the six-fingered innate demon god moved slightly, each with a different look.

Or slightly angry, or smiling, or cold, or greedy!
But they all fell towards Wangba within the boundary membrane.

Wang Ba was hanging inside the boundary membrane with his hands behind his back, his eyes deep and profound.

Through this boundary membrane, the two sides looked into each other's eyes!
next moment.

The six-fingered innate demon god suddenly opened his mouth, revealing sharp teeth that were completely inconsistent with his handsome face!
Then, a shadow exactly like him, but with an extremely murderous aura, appeared on his body. Both arms stretched out towards Xiaocangjie, as if wanting to tear Xiaocangjie apart alive!

No nonsense at all!

Right now.

Wang Ba, who had been prepared for a long time, did not hesitate at all and said in a low voice:
"Ada!"

A stone dragon lizard with vertical pupils quickly appeared at the wound of the boundary membrane that had not yet fully healed, and spit out nine bubbles from its mouth towards the innate gods and demons outside the boundary!
And at the same time.

A deep red flash also appeared in Wang Ba's eyes!
wow——

Wang Ba felt that the Yin God Temple was like a reservoir that had burst its banks. A vast amount of Yin God power disappeared at a very fast speed in an instant. The speed at which it disappeared was even faster than when he was comprehending the star map...

"Um?!"

Outside the realm, a hint of crimson appeared in the four eyes of the six-fingered innate demon god, whose body size was not much smaller than Fan Ming's!
At this moment, the six-fingered innate god and demon paused!
The shadow behind him also stopped!

How could Fan Ming, who had just recovered from the fiery red monster bird, miss such an opportunity? He flapped his bare wings vigorously and flew out crookedly carrying Xiaocang Jie!
But the next moment, Wang Ba felt dizzy!
The bright red in the eyes of the six-fingered innate demon god was dispersed in an instant, and the four eyes regained clarity in an instant, realizing that they had been tricked, and those four eyes immediately turned into extreme anger!
However, before it could turn its anger into a torrential attack, nine bubbles collided head-on!
"Illusion?"

The six-fingered innate demon god sneered, one of his four eyes was filled with mockery, one was filled with even greater anger, one was full of murderous intent, and the other was deep and strange!

Without dodging or avoiding, he let the nine bubbles hit him, changing into countless dreamy colors.

A hint of obsession appeared in the four eyes of the six-fingered innate god and demon...

But this level of obsession is not even as long as the previous duration of the Yin Shen power.

In just a moment, the six-fingered innate demon god woke up with a look of unsatisfied desire, and raised the corners of his mouth, wanting to mock again.

However, at this moment, it was suddenly startled.

Inside the boundary membrane, the figure who had always maintained a calm face, even though he was now pale, still had a calm expression, and coldly spat out three words:

"Elder Xun!"

The voice just fell.

Within the boundary membrane, in the gray haze, a tiny figure quietly condensed and then stepped out.

He was dressed in a moon-white robe, had a pale beardless face, and a silent and indifferent gaze. He looked towards it through the wound of the boundary membrane that had not yet fully healed, then raised his finger and lightly tapped it!
There was no movement at all.

But in the next breath, the six-fingered innate god-devil could not help but lower his head. The blazing fire of anger and the poison of arrogance that corroded his bones had wrapped around his body without him noticing. The killing intent became a sharp blade that destroyed itself...

Sentient beings, cruel world!
All sentient beings are subject to the restraint of the Way of Emotional Refining!

As for those who have the Tao, their faith is firm and they can control their seven emotions and six desires, so the impact is not significant.

But the innate gods and demons are obviously not included in this list. On the contrary, their emotions are more intense than those of ordinary cultivators!
So in just a moment, the fire of anger and the poison of arrogance, like two evil dragons, quickly entangled the body of the six-fingered innate demon god!
The extreme murderous intent turned into sharp blades, destroying its body!

However, these pains only aroused the anger and murderous intent in its heart, causing the flames to rise higher and the blade to become sharper!
Keep it firmly in place!

External disasters are easy to resolve, and internal disasters can be eliminated!
"It's Elder Xun!"

Seeing the moon-white figure appear out of thin air, Ji Ying, Ling Weizi, Qi Yan and the others were stunned, and then they were overjoyed!

Xun Fujun frowned slightly, and did not bother to greet others. He only had time to say two words to Wang Ba:
"Run away!"

Before he finished speaking, his body quickly dissipated like sand in the wind!
Obviously, it would cost a lot to arouse the seven emotions and six desires of a seventh-level perfect innate god and demon!
Wang Ba showed no emotion when he heard Xun Fujun's words. At this moment, his eyes quietly swept across the transparent boundary membrane around him.

Through the boundary membrane, he could see the huge bodies that were ready to move in the black river of World Eaters behind Ogura Kai.

There, there were several with auras no less powerful than Fan Ming...

He also saw figures flying out from the hanging rocks around him - obviously, the arrival of Ogura Kai as food had attracted their attention.

"In the end, we still have to fulfill their wishes..."

A hint of deep solemnity and helplessness flashed across Wang Ba's eyes.

Then there was no more hesitation.

The last gap on the limiting membrane has completely healed.

The next moment, he gave an order to Fan Ming:
"Fly to the storm-hit area!"

Fan Ming, who was spreading his wings and flying rapidly, shuddered all over, and a trace of astonishment, hesitation and fear flashed in his eyes.

However, when he felt the figure flying at a high speed behind him and the angry roar of the six-fingered innate demon god, the hesitation and fear disappeared in an instant!
escape!
If you stay here, you will be eaten alive by these world eaters. Even if you die by escaping to the storm-hit area, at least it won't be so scary!
With a flap of its wings, it carried Xiaocang Jie, tilted its body slightly, and then rushed into the storm-stricken area which was not far away!

In an instant, the remaining feathers on Fan Ming's body were blown up.

Layers of wave-like folds were also blown out on the dark boundary membrane of the Ogura Realm!

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yi, who had seen the horror of the storm-hit area, couldn't help but change his expression. He quickly flew out of the dojo and rushed to where Wang Ba was, saying urgently:
"Wrong! Wrong! Wrong direction!"

However, she was only met with Wang Ba's calm gaze. Her voice suddenly stopped. She suddenly realized something and said in astonishment:
"You...you did this on purpose?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ba turned his gaze to the outside world and shook his head slightly:

"There is no other way out... We lost this time because we don't have a geomancy map of the Boundary Sea, and we lost because we have no understanding of the Boundary Sea."

There was a rare hint of unwillingness in his eyes.

If they had no idea about the Boundary Sea, they might not have chosen this obviously dead end.

There are wolves in front and tigers behind. Although the sea seems huge, there is not much room for maneuver.

Just like a monk's life, it seems that there are many choices, but in fact there is no choice.

This means that he is destined to be caught up by this seventh-level innate god and demon.

But he was not willing to do so.

For a small errand boy to be able to get to where he is today, the determination in his heart is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Outside the realm, Fan Ming's speed had obviously slowed down. However, the world eaters who had been chasing him stayed outside the storm area this time.

Faced with the food that was almost in his mouth but slipped away, he let out a roar of unwillingness and anger.

But few dare to break in.

Although they have no intelligence, they do have the instinct to survive in the sea of ​​boundaries.

There are also some low-level world eaters who lack even instincts and bravely enter the storm-stricken area.

Not long after it flew in, it instantly turned into a handful of powder...

They could only watch Fan Ming carrying Xiao Cangjie as they walked deeper into the storm-stricken area.

And watching this scene happen.

The six-fingered innate demon god who was howling in anger suddenly stopped shouting, and his exaggerated and distorted face returned to calm in an instant.

In those four eyes, there was no more anger, killing, or arrogance...

Only a ray of light full of wisdom remains.

As its emotions calmed down, the fire of anger in its body lost its fuel and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The poison of arrogance and the sharp blade also dissipated silently.

It raised its six-fingered hand and stroked its smooth chin:
"Everything is going well..."

As soon as the voice fell, it suddenly realized something and turned its head to look.

A purple-robed figure appeared beside it at some point, with his head slightly tilted, his eyes looking into the distance at the storm-stricken area.

Looking at this elusive figure, a hint of deep fear flashed across the eyes of the Six-Fingered Innate God and Demon, but it seemed to have thought of something, and it still frowned and said:

"I have done what I promised you. When can I go to 'that place' to reincarnate?"

Hearing this, the purple-robed figure slowly turned his head, and a pair of strange pupils looked at it quietly, making it feel cold on its back.

After a few breaths, the purple-robed figure finally spoke. The voice seemed to come from another world, erratic and overlapping, as if countless voices had converged together:
"That depends on them..."

"them?"

The six-fingered innate god and demon couldn't help but frown again when he heard this.

He turned his head and looked at the storm-stricken area, which was silent but undercurrents were surging.

And at the end of the sight, there is a boundary and a big bird that is slowly wandering like a small boat.

Even it doesn't dare to enter this place without permission.

The wind here seems to be gradually increasing, but in fact, there may be a strong undercurrent somewhere that can crush all living things.

"Can they really cross this area?"

The six-fingered innate demon god did not hide his doubts.

The purple-robed figure did not speak, but his pupils seemed to be filled with certainty, without a single ripple.

And at the same time.

In the storm-hit area.

There are only a few feathers left on Fan Ming's body, and it looks like these few feathers will soon be gone.

The surface of the Ogura Kai on its back was no longer wrinkled, but was like a shaking water ball, undergoing drastic deformation.

It even perfectly highlights the shape of the Taiyi Taoist temple.

“I can’t hold on any longer!”

Cang Fuzi's voice was full of anxiety.

Even though he did not appear in front of Wang Ba, Wang Ba could clearly feel Cang Fuzi's panic at the moment.

But Wang Ba remained calm, at least on the surface.

He frowned slightly, feeling the condition of Fanming and Xiaocangjie while observing the surrounding scene.

The various Divine Transformation monks around also felt the coming of great danger at this moment.

Xiao Cangjie and Fanming are like small sampans sailing through the raging sea. They may be overturned by a wave at any time, and the boats will be destroyed and people will die.

In the face of such a disaster, no one can remain calm.

Even Jiang Yi from the Yuntian Realm is the same.

Only Wang Ba was still standing alone on the high platform, looking around at the transparent boundary membrane.

His eyes were narrowed tightly, as if he was waiting, or as if he was searching!
at last!

Just as fine bloodstains appeared on Fanming's body and the boundary membrane of the Ogura Realm was almost blown through, a vortex suddenly appeared not far in front of Fanming!
"That's it!"

Seeing this whirlpool, Wang Ba’s heart, which had been tense, finally relaxed.

He knows that he made the right bet!

Some people don't want them to die.

The next moment, he suddenly stepped out of the dojo, and the boundary membrane in front of him suddenly opened!

A terrifying arrow of wind pierced through instantly!
"Deputy Sect Leader!"

"careful!"

"How did the membrane get pierced?"

"I do not know either!"

The monks were very anxious!
However, at this moment, this terrifying wind arrow disappeared quietly into thin air the moment it hit Wang Ba!

Under the astonished gaze of the monks, a black copper staff slowly flew out from Wang Ba's sleeve.

The wind arrow that pierced through the hole in the boundary membrane hit him and instantly turned into a breeze.

"W-what's going on?"

The monks were stunned.

"It's that treasure!"

Wang Ba gently raised his hand and stroked the copper staff. Two mysterious patterns faintly emerged on the black copper staff.

Others may not know, but after he understood the innate cloud restriction of the bronze staff, he had already understood its meaning.

'Drive away the wind'.

He who drives the wind, makes the wind!

This is the power of this innate Taoist treasure.

The strong wind stings your face, but the sound of the refreshing sound and the cool breeze are born.

Wang Ba no longer had any doubts and flew out of the boundary holding the bronze staff.

The strong wind that was strong enough to make Fan Ming bleed posed no threat to him at this moment.

As he looked at the whirlpool that appeared out of nowhere in front of him, a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

Holding the copper rod, he poked it lightly.

The next moment, a circular barrier formed with it as the center, quickly covering the main Fanming and Xiaocangjie!

"Turn over and cross this vortex!"

The wind and waves were blowing all around, but it seemed like a world away.

Feeling the disappearance of the wind, Fan Ming suddenly perked up, and the 'chicken skin' on his body quickly grew down, and then grew again, covering his entire body.

With a flap of its wings, it flew over the vortex from above and headed deep into the storm-hit area...

And this moment.

Outside the storm-affected area.

The purple-robed Taoist who had been paying attention to the movements in the Xiaocang Realm was suddenly startled. A strange color flashed in his calm and mysterious pupils.

Then his brows frowned imperceptibly.

The plan... was disrupted. (End of this chapter)