Cultivation of Immortality: Start by Improving Spiritual Root Qualifications

Chapter 876 Xuanyuan Continent, the world of monsters!

"Ok?"

The change on the token immediately alarmed Zhou Xun.
He immediately took off the 'Tianyuan Token' from his waist.

Looking closely, I saw that the dark blue token paper was slightly glowing, as if something was attracting it from somewhere ahead.
What else could it be? Of course it must be the 'Tianyuan Spirit Armor'.

The last remaining 'Yuheng'!
Zhou Xun couldn't help but feel overjoyed. Ever since he was promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, very few things could cause him to become emotionally unstable.
What's more, this is such a joyous mood,
Even if he had been promoted to the Nascent Soul stage back then, he probably wouldn't have been in this mood.

He had traveled through one-third of the human world and spent more than twenty years searching for this spiritual armor.
Now I finally have some clues.

This is what is meant by "searching everywhere for something but still failing to find it".

"The last Tianyuan Spirit Armor has appeared?"

At this time, the Blood Demon Ancestor also crawled out of the Blood Demon Bag with an extremely curious look in his eyes.

"Yes, it appeared!" Zhou Xun smiled slightly.

"It seems that you are lucky!" The Blood Demon Ancestor laughed.

If my luck is worse, I might have to travel the entire human world before I finally find this spiritual armor.

By then, it will not be just twenty years, but sixty years.

"It's just that the location of this spiritual armor is not very good!" After a brief moment of joy, Zhou Xun quickly calmed down.
Because where they are now is a continent,
Moreover, this continent is not the territory of their human cultivators, but the world of monsters, and the entire continent belongs to them.

“I hope the location of the spiritual armor is in some secret realm or a ruined mansion. If it is really collected by a demon king, I’m afraid it won’t be so easy to get.”

After all, this place is the heartland of the demon race. Even if the human race and the demon race cooperate to fight against the ghost race,

But if he wanted to take the treasure from them, they would not be willing to do so.
If he took it by force, it would easily anger everyone. Even if Zhou Xun was very powerful, he would be in trouble if he was besieged by many fourth-level monsters.

"It seems that I still need to find a way to slowly sneak in, and it would be best if I could take it away without anyone noticing!"

Then Zhou Xun's figure flashed and appeared in the air, and then he took Tianji Mansion and Xiaoqing into the city.

At the same time, he made hand gestures and pointed towards himself, transforming into a third-level demon ape about ten feet in size with green-brown hair all over its body.

With his current cultivation in the late Nascent Soul stage and the thousand-faced mask,

Although it was not the image stored in the mask, nor could it be seen through by a fourth-level monster, it was enough for him to walk safely on this continent.

"go!"

Zhou Xun took a look at his appearance and was very satisfied. He then took the "Tianyuan Token" in his hand.

Go in the direction the token attracts.

The demon ape transformed by Zhou Xun stepped on the demonic wind and galloped towards the northeast following the guidance of the token.

Occasionally, he would encounter some powerful monsters. Zhou Xun would use his concealment technique to let them pass.
With his late Nascent Soul cultivation, this ordinary third-level monster naturally could not discover him.

In this way, Zhou Xun had a smooth journey and flew forward for a full half month.

On this day, Zhou Xun continued to move forward as usual, and after crossing a mountain several thousand feet high,

suddenly--

There was a wave of mana not far ahead.
What surprised him even more was that these spiritual power fluctuations gave him a familiar feeling.

"That is the aura of a human cultivator!"

Zhou Xun was shocked. Isn't this the world of monsters? How could there be traces of human monks?

Judging from the fluctuations of mana, his cultivation level does not seem to be high, only at the foundation-building stage.

And this is already the heart of the demon realm. If they were here to hunt demon beasts, how could these low-level cultivators come here?

Thinking of this, Zhou Xun immediately used a concealing spell and quietly moved closer.

Then he saw a third-level demon python surrounded by many human cultivators in the valley ahead.
The leader was an old man in the middle stage of Jindan. He looked unpleasant and asked:

"Green Python King, what are you doing here in our human area?"

"Hahaha, what else can we do? Of course, we need to find some blood food!" The giant green python was not afraid at all when facing the encirclement of dozens of people, and its attitude was extremely arrogant.

"According to the order of His Majesty the Demon King, you demon beasts are not allowed to enter our human territory unless we fight against Japan. In addition, you are strictly prohibited from killing humans without reason!"

"Are you going to disobey the orders of His Majesty the Demon King?"

The old man shouted sternly, and at the same time sacrificed a green jade talisman, which emitted a powerful demonic power fluctuation, which was obviously related to a certain Demon King.

When the Green Python King saw this, a trace of fear flashed across his eyes, but soon his ferocious expression returned:

"Humph, you humans, the Demon King shows you some respect, and you really think you are the masters. You are nothing but our captive blood food!"

"Besides, the Demon King is far away in the 'Ten Thousand Demon City'. As long as I kill you all, who would know it was me who did it?"

Before it finished its words, its huge body suddenly twisted, stirring up a fishy wind, and it opened its mouth to spit out a dark green poisonous mist, which instantly enveloped an area of ​​dozens of feet in radius!
"Be careful! It's the 'bone-eating poisonous miasma'!" The old man's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly took out a bronze mirror, which cast a clear light to protect everyone.

However, the poisonous fog was extremely corrosive, and the light of the bronze mirror dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The rest of the monks used their magical weapons to resist, but several foundation-building monks accidentally inhaled the poisonous fog. Their faces immediately turned blue, and they fell to the ground and convulsed. They were about to die in the blink of an eye!
"Beast!"

The old man's eyes were bloodshot, and the magic formula in his hand changed. A red flying sword broke through the air and went straight to the Green Python King's seven inches!

The Green Python King sneered, and swept his tail across, knocking the flying sword away. At the same time, his body moved like lightning, instantly approaching the old man, and his bloody mouth opened wide, and a fishy smell hit him in the face!

The old man hastily crushed a talisman and retreated violently, but was still hit by the snake's tail. His chest collapsed and he spat out a mouthful of blood!

Just as everyone was about to be wiped out, suddenly——

"Stop!"

A gentle voice was heard, and the scene suddenly came to a standstill, as if time had stopped.
It turned out that Zhou Xun used the powerful spiritual pressure of the late Nascent Soul stage to imprison the spiritual energy in the field, thus achieving this effect.

"Who are you!"

The Green Python Demon King said with a fierce appearance but a weak heart.

At this time, Zhou Xun had reappeared in his true form, floating in the air.
With a flick of his finger, a flash of lightning instantly bound the green python, and it was constantly shrinking, with the tendency to break it in half.

"Please stop, senior!"

At this moment, the old man hurriedly pleaded for mercy.
"Hahaha, come on, kill me!"

"As long as I die, all humans in your White Wolf Demon Territory will be buried with me!" The green python laughed crazily.

He had no awareness of being a prisoner at all.

The other human cultivators glared at each other, but did not dare to really take action, for fear that something unexpected might happen to the demon king.

"Noisy!" Zhou Xun would not have such troubles. With a thought, the lightning tied to his body suddenly became bright and swallowed it in an instant.
After a scream, his breath suddenly stopped, and there was no more sound.

"You... you killed the Green Python King!" A human foundation-building man screamed in fear.
"It's over, we're all finished!" The rest of the people also looked as if they had lost their parents, as if something terrible was about to happen.

Seeing this, Zhou Xun became more and more confused.
He took out a few pills, and with a flick of his hand, he accurately delivered them into the mouths of the poisoned human cultivators.

The originally dark complexion began to recover in an instant.

At this time, he finally had time to ask about the old man next to him.
"Greetings to this senior!" The old man bowed.
"How could you be so afraid of a demon king, and how did you get here?" Zhou Xun asked two questions in a row.

"Senior, you don't know something," the old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and bowed solemnly to Zhou Xun.
"This is the heart of the 'White Wolf Demon Territory', and we are all cultivators from the 'Qingyan Tribe'. If you don't mind, why don't you follow me back to the tribe to discuss in detail?"

"As for this..." The old man's eyes fell on the body of the Green Python King.
"This is for you!" Zhou Xun waved his hand.

The old man was overjoyed, and with a flick of his sleeves, the corpse of the Green Python King turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the storage bag. For their tribe, this third-level, medium-quality demon python was an extremely precious treasure!

Then, the old man hurriedly called on his tribesmen to clean up the battlefield.

After taking Zhou Xun's elixir, those poisoned monks were able to move with difficulty and cast grateful glances at him.

"go!"

Following the old man's order, everyone took off and flew towards the southeast.

Zhou Xun followed at the end of the team with his hands behind his back, but his spiritual sense spread out quietly - there were more than ten human villages within a hundred miles, all shrouded in a faint demonic aura.

After flying for about half an hour, a stone castle appeared in the valley ahead. The wall was about ten feet high and the surface was engraved with runes. At this moment, dozens of monks were on guard on the top of the city wall.

"The patriarch is back!" Cheers came from the top of the city.

After passing through three prohibitions, the view suddenly became clear.

Both sides of the stone road were crowded with mortals, who knelt down to worship the returning monk. What surprised Zhou Xun even more was that these mortals all had wolf head patterns branded on their necks, which glowed with a strange green light in the sun.

"Senior, please follow me."

The old man led Zhou Xun to the stone tower in the center of the city. The tower was covered with ivy, and on the top terrace was a ten-thousand-year-old ironwood tea table.

After sitting down, the old man took out the jade box from his bosom and carefully picked out three green leaves:

"This is my treasured 'Wu Yin Tea'. Although it is not of high quality, it can clear your mind and improve your eyesight."

Zhou Xun took a closer look and found that it was only the second-grade top-grade spiritual tea.
It seems that this tribe is extremely poor. A cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan couldn't even afford the third-level spiritual tea. Even the flying sword he had flown before was
It was only barely the lower third grade, and its attributes did not match his, which was why it was defeated by the Green Python King.

After three rounds of tea, the old man finally sighed:
"I'm sure you've figured it out, Senior. We humans are actually the blood food that the Demon King has raised."

His skinny fingers stroked the teacup, his voice trembling:
"The White Wolf Demon King has allocated 30,000 miles of land for us to live in. On the surface, he allows us to practice, but in fact..."

The old man suddenly opened his clothes, revealing the green wolf hair wriggling on his chest.
"Anyone who has reached the foundation building stage must be planted with the 'Wolf Heart Curse'. Ten body-tempering warriors must be offered to the demon general every month."

"Every ten years, we will select a hundred cultivators to participate in the 'blood fight' - it's called training, but in reality, they are used as living targets for the geniuses of the demon race!"

Suddenly, there was a shrill cry outside the window.

Zhou Xun looked around with his spiritual sense, and saw several girls crying and saying goodbye to their parents in the square below the tower.
Tying a red string on the girl's wrist is the custom when marrying a girl.

"Today is Tribute Day." The old man clenched his fists and made a creaking sound.

"The Green Python King is here to select blood food in advance!"

The teacup in Zhou Xun's hand silently turned into powder.

"Have you ever thought about resisting?" Zhou Xun frowned and asked softly.

The old man smiled sadly and shook his head:

"Four hundred years ago, a senior from the Qingjiao Demon Realm secretly broke through to the Nascent Soul stage and tried..."

“But then, several demon kings attacked him. The senior fought hard and died on the spot. Even his Nascent Soul couldn’t escape!”

"After that, in the entire Qingjiao Monster Territory, every two humans will kill one person, and tens of millions of humans will be killed by monsters. This will intimidate the human race."

"After that, no one dared to resist!"

The old man couldn't help but look helpless.

"I didn't expect that the human race here is even worse than slaves!" Zhou Xun's face looked a little unhappy.

“By the way, senior, you have such magical powers, but you come from the outside world, where our human race is the ruler?” The old man said with anticipation in his eyes.

"Of course!" Zhou Xun nodded.
"There are thirteen continents in the human world, and my human race occupies ten of them. Many of them are ruled by great gods. The demon race is just living in a corner." Zhou Xun said.

Among the many gods in the human world, only three of them were born from monsters.

Jinbi Tianjun of the Jiaolong clan, Xiongjun of Fengyuan Continent, and the mysterious black turtle who is only seen in the legend.

These three are the three great gods of the demon race.

When the old man heard this, a startling light flashed in his cloudy eyes, and his skinny fingers tightly grasped the edge of the tea table:

"Senior, can you take us away?"

Zhou Xun was about to answer when he suddenly frowned - he sensed three powerful demonic auras approaching the city rapidly!

"boom!"

A cloud of blood suddenly exploded outside the stone tower, and a shrill wolf howl resounded through the sky:
"Listen up, human beings from the Qingyan tribe! Hand over the murderer who killed the Qingmang King immediately, or else I will massacre the entire city today!"

Through the window, they saw two silver-backed demon wolves as big as hills standing in the air. In front of them, a fourth-level demon king with a wolf head and a human body, wearing a white cloak, looked at them coldly!

“It’s the White Wolf Demon King and the two wolf generals under his command!” The old man’s face was ashen, and the teacup in his hand smashed to pieces with a “bang”.

The city was suddenly in chaos, with countless people kneeling on the ground and kowtowed, their foreheads bleeding.

Zhou Xun snorted coldly, his figure flashed to the air, and with a wave of his sleeves, the pressure of the late Nascent Soul stage poured out like a tide!

"How dare you, a mere beast, act so presumptuously in front of me?"

The three wolf generals were struck by lightning, their silver fur standing on end. The leader, the White Wolf Demon King, was shocked and angry, his face changed drastically: "A Yuanying Great Monk of the Human Race? How could you..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Xun put his fingers together to form a sword, and a brilliant golden light crossed the sky!
"puff!"

Amidst the rain of blood, three wolf heads shot up into the sky!

Zhou Xun grabbed in the air and took a fist-sized demon pill into his hand. There was a wolf soul running around inside it!
"Please spare my life!"

Zhou Xun snorted coldly, counted with his fingers, sealed the demon pill and demon soul, and put them into a jade bottle.
Then the body shape again,
Transformed into the appearance of the 'White Wolf Demon King',

In this way, he could use his identity to get closer to the place where the Tianyuan Spirit Armor was.
He is good at sneaking in through disguise!
The old man standing by was stunned.
"Senior!"

(End of this chapter)