Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 582 On the verge of breaking out

It seems like yesterday, but it seems like years ago.

Qingxia Zong is a green and secluded swamp, with dusk smoke rising everywhere, and the peaceful scenery is vast. In Tailing Mountain, a green-robed monk sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain for who knows how many years, as still as a rock.

After parting ways with Ao Kai, Cao Wei wandered around all over the world, and finally returned to the Qingxia Sect with little interest and practiced cultivation in Tailing Mountain.

And in the mid-air about a few hundred feet above the mountain, the five elements of pure spiritual energy were so dense that they were like the pouring of the Milky Way.

This strange color in the sky has lasted for a long time.

Such a majestic spiritual machine was bred from nearly a thousand Yuanying sects in the twenty-three regions of the central Western Wilderness of the human race, and provided many spiritual objects to sustain Cao Wei's daily practice needs.

In the blink of an eye, twilight falls into the night, the mountain breeze and the shadows of trees, the bright moon sways.

Cao Wei used the method of "Jingzhe Jue" to circulate the heaven and earth, and after refining the spiritual ideas he had absorbed into some pure magic power, he stopped his work and stood up and walked forward.

In the night, he sat alone on the top of the mountain near the cliff, admiring the moon and drinking alone.

That day, when Hou Kegong was about to kill Wu Jing, Ji Yuan, the Yujing clan's god-transforming monk, was about to show up, but he was using the teleportation technique in the void and was intercepted by Cao Wei.

During this period, a lot of things happened.

When he thought of this, Cao Wei suddenly laughed. Now he has become an old guy in the eyes of other monks.

One of the two sides was in the Arctic Yuanshan Continent, and the other was in the Western Chongwu Territory of the Western Wasteland. They fought for several rounds in the air.

However, Ji Liang, another god-transformation monk from the Yujing clan, appeared and carried away the seriously injured Wu Jing, sparing him from Hou Kegong's murderous hand.

While many great monks were fighting endlessly, the early and middle-stage Nascent Soul monks from various major clans also took action. Someone like Lu Xiang activated the Five Elements Ring and swept away a group of cubs from the two tribes with colorful divine light, about a thousand of them, and placed them in the Qingxia Sect's continuous area covering thousands of miles. The beasts are raised in the mountains.

But in the blink of an eye, the fire tent came up again. Naturally, he only had thirty or fifty years left in his life, but today, it has been more than sixty years.

All parties competed endlessly for interests. Hou Kegong took this opportunity to decisively attack Wu Jing. The two sides fought from the cities of the Northern Wasteland to the coastal areas.

Xuanyin, on the other hand, kept an eye on Mu Zongpu and others, preventing them from intervening secretly.

I don't know if it's because he's getting older, or because he's tired from years of intrigue and intrigue. Over the years, Cao Wei has become more and more fond of being alone, admiring the beauty of heaven and earth.

Although the cultivation of the golden elixir demons of these two tribes seems to have not changed much, their wisdom is no longer there, and they can be described as beasts.

After all, not a single word spoken by these old guys is credible.

What happened to the Yu Qilin and Silver Wolf clans also happened to other small clans that traveled outside the big clans.

During his years of seclusion, the four Taoist friends Kui Chong, Yun Ji, Huo Peng, and Ming Ling, who were said to have only twenty or thirty years of life, are still alive and well.

With the purpose of eradicating evil, they also purged the Nascent Soul monks of the two clans, and then used secret methods to erase the memories of the numerous Golden Core monks.

The Xue Qilin and Silver Wolf clans became dishes on the table of more than thirty monks. Naturally, the Wuzhiqi clan was not absent from this feast.

In this regard, Cao Wei was not surprised at all.

In the Northern Wilderness, Xuanyin called for friends and summoned many great monks. Among them, there were more than ten people from the human race, such as Mu Zongpu, Xiong Boxun, Hou Kegong and others, plus people from the nine major clans such as Jiaolong and Xuangui. Nearly forty monks.

These newly born snow unicorns and silver wolves have been living in the man-made beast mountain since birth. They are uncivilized. Although they can breathe in the spiritual energy of the world and practice, this is just their instinct. In fact, they are different from ordinary beasts. Little difference.

These great monks joined forces to attack Xue Qilin and Silver Wolf, killing all three great monks from these two clans.

Just after he came out of the Nine Birds Secret Realm, Bingzheng told him that apart from Ming Ling, the three cultivators of the Great Wilderness Saint Sect under his command, Kui Chong, Yun Ji, and Huo Peng, had already passed away.

The god-transformation monks of the nine major ethnic groups began to deliberately eliminate these small tribes that had been oppressed by them for a long time. On the one hand, they eliminated those Yuanying, Jindan, and Foundation-building monks who had developed spiritual wisdom, and on the other hand, they robbed them of the spiritual practice they had inherited. The law should not leave any words, lest they completely fall in favor of the clan.

Not long after this incident, Xuanyin triggered the God Transformation Thunder Tribulation in the Tongmeng Region at the northernmost point of the Western Wilderness, more than 20,000 miles away.

Sure enough, when he succeeded, the Yin Ming magic power he had cultivated for more than two thousand years suddenly lost control. His physical body returned from the appearance of a three or four-year-old child to a baby, and his spiritual consciousness returned to chaos and ignorance.

After Xuan Yin lost all its vitality, this extremely pure Yin Ming Xuan Qi suddenly disappeared without a trace.

And in a secret place somewhere, Huo Peng calmly swallowed the Yin Ming Xuan Qi in his hand into his stomach.

As the yin and yang qi collided, the body of the fire spirit suddenly burst into blood mist, and all of it poured into the body of the ghost spirit beside it.

I saw that his cultivation level skyrocketed in a moment, breaking through the bottleneck and entering the middle stage of divine transformation.

However, among the many god-transforming monks in the Xia Xuan Realm, only Bing Zheng, Cao Wei, and Wu Feng had expected it.

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Another half month passed.

On that day, Cao Wei received the news from Hou Kegong and immediately woke up from his practice.

He disappeared in Tailing Mountain in a flash, and appeared somewhere in the South China Sea the next moment, surrounded by falling petals. He felt a pure and mysterious aura that was different from that in the Lower Profound Realm, which made the bottleneck of his realm, which had almost stagnated, seem to be loosening.

At the same time, the auras of more than ten Dao Transformation God cultivators suddenly appeared from all directions.

The ancestors of the gods of the nine major ethnic groups were on guard against each other, and on the other hand they were paying attention to the counter-spiritual passage that was about to manifest.

The existence time of this channel is extremely short, only two or three breaths.

After three or five breaths passed like this, a vortex suddenly appeared thousands of miles high in the sky.

At the moment when it was about to take shape, Kui Chong wanted to imitate Ao Cang in the body of the Immortal Thunder God that he had cultivated, but with a full blow from more than a dozen god-transforming monks, he forcibly escaped into the spirit-reverse passage. Among them, he ascended to the upper realm.

At this moment, it was too confident. In just one breath, Cao Wei and more than a dozen god-transforming monks joined forces to directly blow up its immortal thunder god body, turning it into thousands of flashing and jumping lightnings.

Yunji took advantage of this to manifest his true form, turning into an extremely powerful golden-winged roc. He flapped his wings and suddenly disappeared.

But just when it was about to rush into the passage, a black water snake nearly 150 feet suddenly appeared in the void. It shot out, opened its mouth full of fine teeth and whiskers, and bit it all at once. He grabbed Yunji's neck, injected the snake venom that had been condensed for thousands of years into the opponent's flesh, and then violently threw him backwards.

However, at the next moment, the scourge of the Fudou clan activated the black flames, which emerged from the void like a black sun. It seemed to ignite the space and burned on Wu Li's huge snake body. The pain penetrated into his soul. A plan to destroy both body and spirit.

In pain, Wu Li desperately cut off most of his body and soul, leaving only a huge snake head like a house, still rushing towards the reverse spirit passage. However, at the next moment, Cao Wei suddenly took action, threw out the soul-locking chain in his hand, and disappeared into the void.

When the other end of the chain appeared, it had already penetrated into the head of Wu Lin's snake, and then yanked suddenly.

Amid the opponent's unwilling roar, the snake head exploded suddenly, and the majestic demonic power swept away in all directions.

The dozen or so god-transforming monks present saw that the situation was not good. Even Ye Yan, who was about to take action from the Xuangui clan, suddenly felt that he could not bear the hateful blow, so he could only avoid its edge for the time being.

But only Ming Ling saw the opportunity and turned into a colorful brilliance. Between the changes of reality and reality, his body rushed into the passage and disappeared.

Seeing that the dust had settled on this matter, Cao Wei and other god-transforming monks looked gloomy and walked away one after another.

However, as the battle for the counter-spiritual passage in the South China Sea came to an end, Wu Xiang, Jin Mu, and Cao Wei returned to their respective spheres of influence as soon as possible. At the same time, using the clan treasure in the Elder Hall as the centerpiece, A huge formation that could cover the seventy regions of the Western Wilderness was activated, monitoring all directions to prevent those seriously injured cultivators from becoming gods who couldn't help but eat their blood.

Sure enough, within a breath or two of their return to the Western Wilderness, they had already sensed the appearance of four foreign god-forming monks, including Kui Chong, Yun Ji, Wu Li, and Ye Yan, in various areas of the Western Wilderness.

Among them, Wuli, the black water snake, appeared in Chongwu Domain.

When he sensed the opponent's location, Cao Wei immediately used the teleportation method, crossed several large cultivation areas, and landed over the territory where the mortal secular dynasty of the southern border was located.

I saw a huge black python with only its bloody soul and no body left, carrying the blood mist all over the sky. It had already passed through more than a dozen cities, plundering all the flesh and blood of tens of millions of mortals in them, and then without hesitation Escape.

The next moment, Cao Wei appeared in the sky above Youyun Daze at the same time. Black mist surged in all directions. Wherever it passed, no matter whether it was vegetation or monks, there were no corpses left!

When he saw this scene, Cao Wei's expression was as cold as ice, and he turned his hand and used his natal magic weapon, the Withering Seal. The seal soared into the sky, suddenly transformed into the size of a mountain, and appeared above the head of Wuli's remnant soul by teleportation.

Immediately afterwards, the black and white intertwined energy of life, death, and prosperity surged down from the sky like a torrent, trapping him in it.

At this moment, the two sides have no intention of talking, and there is no need for it!
Wuli's remnant soul suddenly turned into countless wisps of black energy and teleported in all directions, intending to go to other cultivation areas in the Western Wilderness, swallow blood and food, and reshape his body.

But before that, Cao Wei had already thought about it, and the energy of life, death, and glory turned into chains, crisscrossing each other like a sky net, covering an area of ​​thousands of miles, and set up a forbidden formation, forcibly It fixed this space and then continued to close it up.

Until there was about a hundred miles left, the black air in the sky gathered in one place and turned into a mountain-wrapped blood python, spitting out scarlet snake letters, looking up and staring coldly at Cao Wei, who was high in the sky.

And where it is is at the entrance to Youze Paradise!
Seeing that the way forward was cut off, and the power of his own soul was constantly being absorbed and refined by the method of "Withered Glory Hundred Turns", Wu Li's expression was as cold as ice, and his blood-red eyes showed a crazy look.

The next moment, it no longer hesitated and exploded most of its divine soul power, turning into a turbulent jet-black filthy poisonous water that filled every inch of this hundred-mile radius.

After receiving this life-threatening blow, Cao Wei suddenly felt that his own spiritual treasure, the withered glory seal, had been stained and his spirituality was damaged. However, he did not take it back, but gritted his teeth and resisted.

Youyun, who was originally practicing in Youze Paradise, noticed the changes in the outside world and sent a message: "Master!"

"Don't come out!" Cao Wei responded coldly.

Then with a thought in his mind, Zhu Jin appeared from the beast control bag.

"Split the earth into an abyss!" Cao Wei ordered.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Jin transformed, revealing his true form Feng Xi, and fell from the sky.

As its demonic power penetrated deep into the earth's veins, the earth shook in all directions outside the radius of a hundred miles sealed by the Kurong Seal, and a large rift valley dozens of miles wide opened from it. The mountains were torn apart, the ground was cracked, and rocks were rolling!

From the rift valley, lava from the center of the earth surged out.

Seeing this, Cao Wei opened a large formation in each of the four directions, and the filthy poisonous water trapped in it poured out and poured into the abyss of the rift valley.

As soon as the poisonous water and magma came into contact, a violent hissing sound was emitted and poisonous mist filled the air!

And this scene lasted for most of the day.

On the other side, Wuxiang transformed and separated into two incarnations from his main body, chasing Kui Chong and Yunji respectively, while the original one was sitting in the Elder's Hall!

As for Jin, he went to stop Ye Yan, the old turtle!
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A few days later, Cao Wei, Wu Xiang, and Jin Mu, the three ancestors of the human race's god-forms, gathered in the Elder's Hall.

After hearing about the loss in the clan, Wu Xiang no longer looked as calm as before, but instead had a serious look on his face.

Amidst the madness of the four alien gods Kui Chong, Yunji, Wu Li, and Ye Yan who had exhausted their lifespan, more than 800 million mortals died in various areas of the human race, and the most important one among them was a third-generation inheritor. The newly promoted Yuanying Sect that had lasted for more than a thousand years had thus cut off its inheritance. From the golden elixir to the Qi Refining monks, a total of more than 100,000 people died. Only the Yuanying ancestor relied on the secret realm of the sect to save his life. .

In addition, other sects' foundation building, golden elixir monks, and casual cultivators also suffered many casualties!
Hearing this, Wuxiang stood up silently and headed towards the treasure house.

While he was walking, he regained his youthful appearance at a speed visible to the naked eye, without showing any sign of his old age!
But a moment later, Wu Xiang had already put on the top-grade Lingbao Kunpeng Xuanwu treasure armor, hung the Qingxu mirror high, held the Wuwei sword, and used the teleportation method.

In a moment, he had arrived near Leize of the Kui tribe, and his majestic spiritual thoughts swept away, covering a vast area of ​​thousands of miles.

The next moment, Wu Xiang threw the Wuwei Sword in his hand towards the sky. In a burst of crisp sound, it turned into thousands of flying swords, and the sword light was bright, shooting in all directions.

Wherever the sword light passed, all the Kui cattle were shot dead on the spot and their heads were beheaded.

In just a short moment, Wu Xiang was slaughtered for tens of thousands of miles, alarming Kui Keng.

Based on the information collected by the clan, Kim used the teleportation method to travel around various places, and in just half an hour, he killed more than twenty Nascent Soul Stage Xuan Turtles in one go.

This matter attracted Ao Kai from the Jiaolong clan to come forward, and after some good-tempered mediation, Kim gave up for the time being.

As for Cao Wei, he immediately set off to the spiritual kingdom established by the Golden-winged Dapeng and Blackwater Black Snake tribes in the Southern Wilderness. He slaughtered all the monks from the two tribes from the Nascent Soul Stage to the Qi Refining Stage, plundered their vitality, and refined them into Among the dry and glorious seals.

Under the revenge of the three human gods, the relationship between the nine major ethnic groups has become extremely tense, and the war is almost imminent.

In the next twenty or thirty years, there were constant frictions between them.

When the Soul Transformation monks no longer maintained their own identities and took action against Yuanying, Jindan and even Qi Refining Stage monks, Yuanying monks from all races also followed suit.

The previous rules were broken. Except for the god-transformation monks of various races, the other monks were frightened and fearful all day long!

The monks of all races are like this, and the ordinary creatures are even more like being trapped in an endless hell.

The situation was such that among the five major clans, eighteen cultivators of the gods came forward at once, inviting Cao Wei and other Taoist friends from the nine major clans to gather together to calm down for a while, shake hands and make peace, and do not give in to the evil and catastrophic energy of the Xuan Realm. Too prosperous!
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