Mortal: Fight monsters and upgrade, I will enjoy immortality!

The huge monster that kept flying was several feet tall, with two heads and four arms. Each head had a green face and fangs. A long purple tongue stuck out of its mouth for half a foot. With the three-inch long fangs, it looked ferocious. The horror is that it is the ancient demon who escaped from Fallen Demon Valley, Blood Flame!
The ancient demon seemed to be extremely afraid of the golden light struck by the golden-armored stone man, and did not dare to let it get close at all.

However, the movements of those golden-armored stone men were relatively clumsy, and the golden light they fired went straight and could not turn. The ancient demon's moving movements were so weird and flexible that the golden light could not do anything to it.

Moreover, while the ancient demon was dodging the golden light attack, he still had time to chase down seven or eight monks in different colors.

Looking at the clothes of these monks, it seems that there are two monks from the Ye family, an elder from the Poison Saint Sect, and the remaining five should be casual cultivators.

These monks in the early and middle stages of Nascent Soul were unable to fight back against the ancient demon's attack. If it weren't for the restraint of those golden-armored stone men, their entire army would have been wiped out long ago.

In this current situation alone, three monks have already died at the hands of the ancient demon, and their bodies are still lying beside the altar. Ye Ming glanced at the corpses and saw that they were the elders of the Ye family and the Poison Saint Sect.

On the other side, an old man with a big head, a small body, and a height of only five feet was fighting fiercely with a white-robed scholar.

Both of them were in the later stages of Nascent Soul. They had various magical powers and magical weapons, and they poured out huge power at each other wantonly.

"These two people are also from the Ye family!" Ye Ming recognized them immediately after seeing their appearance and clothing.

In this eighth layer of space, the two battle groups we just saw were just having a small fight, and the more intense one was above the palace.

I saw a woman standing in the sky dozens of feet above the palace. This woman was wearing a black dress. She had a curvy figure and a face that was rare in the world. Her beauty is no less than that of Nangong Wan and Zi Ling, and green light flashes from time to time in her charming eyes, making her charming appearance even more bizarre.

Opposite this woman, stood a man wearing a blue robe, disheveled hair, and green lines on his face. This man had many bulging bags of spirit beasts hanging on his body. Judging from his clothing, he was a monk from the Poison Saint Sect. .

At this time, the two of them each controlled a powerful treasure and were fighting to the death.

The woman in black drove a small black flag, about the size of a foot, with a golden flagpole and a black flag surface. With every wave, mysterious runes kept flashing on the flag, causing the surrounding pieces of heaven and earth vitality to continuously converge into a black wind dragon in the sky.

The black dragon is extremely powerful. Every time it swings its claws, flicks its tail and bites, it can distort the surrounding space. From time to time, it will also scratch out space cracks. Its power is extremely powerful.

The man in blue robe on the opposite side used a series of spells to control an emerald-green wooden ruler in the air, releasing various magical powers to fight with the black wind dragon.

The wooden ruler is about half a foot long and has a simple style. It is emitting light green light and slowly rotates over the palace.

Every time the ruler rotates once, countless light green lotus flowers appear nearby, spinning and dancing around the wooden ruler, which seems real and illusory.

As these lotus flowers fluttered, the wooden ruler made clear chirping sounds, and phantoms of spiritual beasts such as Suan-horned beasts, eight-kirk deer, golden-scaled dragons... flew out from it.

The phantoms of these spiritual beasts shot towards the black wind dragon on the opposite side like lightning, biting it non-stop.

During the fight between the Black Wind Dragon and the phantom, the aftermath of the collision caused violent fluctuations in the energy of heaven and earth in the space. The piercing roar and dazzling light can make people deaf and dazzled!

"Black Wind Flag! Eight Spiritual Rulers!" Feeling the huge spiritual pressure emitted by the two treasures, Ye Ming couldn't help but his eyes grew hot.

This is the heaven-reaching spiritual treasure used by Kunwu Sanlao to seal Yin Yue's physical body!

After seeing the situation clearly, and combining it with what he read in the book, Ye Ming suddenly understood the current situation. The events generally followed the original development. The ancient demon and the big-headed old man released Yuan Cha. The man in blue robe wanted to take away the Eight Spirit Rulers but was devoured by Longmeng. Those monks in the early and middle stages of Yuan Ying should have come in from behind. of.

There was a lot of movement when Ye Ming came in, and the people and demons who were fighting were noticed immediately.

The woman in black just glanced at Ye Ming and didn't care. The blue-robed man's face twitched, as if he had discovered something, but he did not say anything immediately.

The big-headed old man and the white-robed scholar were having a heated fight. After discovering Ye Ming, they had different reactions. The former believed that the ancient demon was there and Ye Ming couldn't make any waves. The latter was overjoyed and shouted loudly: "Fellow Taoist, please take action to stop the ancient demon over there from destroying the sealing circle!"

"Third boy, do you really want to block my path?" The big-headed old man couldn't help but yelled when he saw this. "Uncle Qi, stop being stubborn. There will be no good end if you get involved with the ancient demon." The white-robed scholar said sadly.

"In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless..." The big-headed old man didn't listen at all, but became even more ruthless.

Then the two of them had no time to speak, so they had to use all their strength to parry each other's attack.

The few monks who barely survived at the hands of the ancient demon were overjoyed when they saw Ye Ming and shouted for help.

"Fellow Taoist, save me..."

After Ancient Demon Xueyan saw Ye Ming's face clearly, a cautious expression appeared on his ferocious face. Suddenly, the demon's head in the middle turned slightly, facing the woman in the black skirt, and its lips moved slightly to transmit the sound.

The woman in the black dress looked like she was sure of winning, and she easily used the black wind flag to suppress the Eight Spirit Ruler driven by the man in blue robe opposite.

Hearing the sound transmission from Xueyan at this time, he couldn't help but turn his head, his bright eyes thinking about Ye Ming smiling slightly, showing his endless charm.

But Ye Ming felt a chill running straight into his heart, and he couldn't help but become more vigilant.

I saw the woman in the black dress laughing out loud: "Giggle, little guy! I heard from Xue Yan that you are very good. Do you want to be my subordinate and follow me back to the Holy Realm?"

Seeing this, Ye Ming was not in a hurry to act. He cupped his hands to the woman in black skirt and said: "I am a little human monk. Thank you for your respect, senior. Do you dare to ask your senior's name?" He felt quite flattered when he spoke.

"Hehe, you want to know about my origin? It doesn't hurt to tell you, I am the Holy Ancestor of the Holy World, Yuan Cha!" the woman in black skirt said nonchalantly.

"Holy Ancestor?" Ye Ming pretended to be confused.

Yuan Cha proudly said: "It corresponds to the Mahayana realm of you humans!"

"Hiss! The state of the Mahayana stage!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Ming was still okay. When the other monks fighting in the field heard this, they were immediately shocked and panicked.

These people don't even dare to think about becoming gods. The Mahayana is just a legend in the legend. They don't even know whether this realm exists. Now this woman actually says that she is a demon cultivator in the Mahayana stage. This, this...

Whether it was the white-robed Confucian scholar or the seven or eight junior and middle school monks, their hearts sank to the bottom.

At this time, the man in blue robe suddenly said: "Don't listen to her nonsense! This person is just a split soul. He is not a Mahayana demon cultivator at all. Now he can barely exert his magical powers in the transformation stage. As long as everyone can contain this person, Man, it won’t take long for me to destroy her.”

His voice was clear and sweet, but judging from his appearance, it was actually a woman's voice.

"Giggle... Look at how anxious you little wolf is." The woman in black skirt covered her mouth with a smile, and then asked Ye Ming again:
"Little guy, how do you think about it? Even if I am just a ray of soul, it is also the soul of the Holy Ancestor. I have most of the memory of the main body. I can benefit you a lot by giving you some advice. Moreover, I heard that this world You can no longer ascend by yourself. You can only wait for death here. As long as you follow me, I can take you to the holy world, continue to practice, and enjoy immortality!"

When Ye Ming heard this, he asked as if he was moved: "Senior, I dare to ask, how can we bring people to the devil world?"

"It's very simple! As long as I help you fill your body with demonic energy, let you reach the state of becoming a god, and then use a special method. As for what method it is, I will tell you when you follow me." Yuan Cha Soul Split What he said was full of temptation.

Coupled with her stunning appearance, this seductive effect is even more amplified.

"Senior, can you use the technique of infusing the body with demonic energy to make people advance into gods?" Ye Ming showed a surprised look.

(End of this chapter)