Tao and Heaven

Chapter 172: Fight between humans and demons
The ninth cave is located in a mountain gorge. The cave is like a huge mouth, and the universe inside is vast.

Outside the cave, there are many geniuses from the demon clan. There are masters from all clans in different forms. There are more than a hundred demons in total, including the guardian demons and the demon soldiers.

The monsters were gritting their teeth and claws, and there were corpses hanging under their mouths.

Many animals have the habit of dragging food into their nests, and monsters are no exception. The only difference between them and ferocious beasts is that they eat more.

Ao Heng transformed into a dragon and lay face down at the entrance of the cave. The wounds on his body had healed with the help of precious medicine, and a scar with blood, flesh and broken scales intertwined could be vaguely seen on his abdomen.

Even if he took the magic medicine that could turn bones into flesh, he still couldn't remove the scar.

The dragon's body twisted slightly, revealing some white hair inside. The contemporary saint of the White Tiger clan was being wrapped up in Ao Heng's Qi and they were engaging in Qi intercourse at will.

The dragon is inherently lustful, and is in charge of reproduction. It can mate with all things and give birth to offspring.

This ability was considered a good omen in ancient times and was revered by all ethnic groups, who prayed for real dragons to give birth to offspring. Humans with good manners and integrity also viewed dragons as a good omen.

For a race, reproduction is the most sacred thing.

The dragon clan has indeed mastered the art of reproduction. Without the help of external objects, the combination of Qi can reverse the yin and yang and give birth to a baby through a strange stone.

Standing nearby, Feng Yue, the Saint of Angri, who had known the White Tiger Saint since childhood and had a good relationship with him, closed her eyes slightly. She was afraid that if she raised any objections, she would be the next person to be dragged into it.

And the White Tiger Saint brought this upon himself, as his brother was killed by him for repeatedly provoking Ao Heng.

Feng Yue had trained in the human territory for a period of time in order to understand the human race, which was completely different from all other races, and at the same time to create an enemy, the demon race.

Monsters are barbaric, disorderly and chaotic. Humans are right in saying this.

But most monsters would be mountain folk and savages at most if converted into human beings. The real common people are the ethnic groups with bloodlines. The scholars and monks are branches of the royal family, and the rulers are the royal family.

The education of the royal family's descendants is no less than that of the disciples of the large sects. The Angri Cave Heaven is also more comprehensive, and the direct descendants will be required to tour the world.

Regardless of whether humans or demons are all the law of the jungle, but speaking of the facts, humans are indeed more gentle, at least no one dares to force others to have sex in public. If it happens, they will definitely be attacked by everyone.

It's not that monsters are completely cold-blooded, but most monsters have only a narrow concept of territory, and love, hate, and hatred are limited to a small area. He can empathize with family, subordinates, friends, etc., but he just looks at everything else with a cold eye.

The White Tiger Saint was forced to have intercourse with his Qi energy, and they were only curious whether he could give birth.

Suddenly, the hairy monsters stood up, the hairless monsters trembled, and a chill rushed from the bottom of their hearts to their foreheads.

"You are a jerk who bullies the younger generation. Do you think that there is no one in my White Tiger clan?"

A voice came from all directions, and two blue and purple eyes appeared in the minds of the monsters.

Bai Yao subconsciously wanted to retreat, but it seemed as if his feet had taken root.

A wisp of wind blew up slightly, and a tiger shadow appeared in the center, and then turned into a man in black.

He was wearing a dark golden robe, his silver-white hair was neatly tied behind his head, he had a high nose bridge, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his purple-blue eyes contained a majestic aura that frightened all the monsters.

"Let him go, don't let me do it."

Ao Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his nonchalant aura subsided. He said, "You finally couldn't help but come out. Bai Dihua, I've heard that the White Tiger Clan has a Saint Son that is hard to come by in a hundred thousand years. Seeing him today is truly worthy of the title."

At the same time, the surrounding monsters began to become restless.

They had all vaguely heard of the name Bai Di Xun, which was originally a legend that only circulated within the White Tiger Clan. Fifty thousand years ago, they had an unparalleled genius who almost dominated the entire young generation of the world.

The concept of transsexuals had not yet appeared at that time, and the various ethnic groups were cannibalizing each other.

It was not until 30,000 years ago that the three religions of the human race came into being, leading the human race to break away from Jianmu and cultivate the vast and barren land, and gradually became stronger, and then the distinction between humans and demons began.

Five thousand years ago, a group of demons surrounded the human race. In the eyes of the demons, it was not that the human race was weak, but that they took advantage of the other party's brief weakness.

According to the human race's division of history, the period 30,000 years ago when people separated from Jianmu is called the ancient times, and 10,000 years ago is called the medieval times.

In every era there is always a genius who leads the way, and every ethnic group has its time of strength. The ancestors of the races that can survive today were all once wealthy.

Bai Dixun is the most talented person in the White Tiger clan, a peerless genius from ancient times, and the best in the world among all races today.

Even someone as arrogant as Ao Heng dare not underestimate him. He is just arrogant, not stupid.

He is always polite to people of the same level, and the "strays" he always mentions are not insults, but always the truth.

'His breath is a little weak, and it seems that he has not recovered yet.'

The solemnity in Ao Heng's eyes gradually faded away, and he gradually figured out the other party's foundation.

At the level of 66 Daoji, it poses no threat for the time being, but it is difficult to guarantee a short-term recovery to its peak.

Bai Dixun said, "You are not bad, but I don't think I have heard of you?"

"I was born ten thousand years later than you, but I only practiced for five hundred years before I became the number one in the millennium. Then, my life span was sealed and I came to this era."

Ao Heng still held the White Tiger Saint Son in his coils, even slightly revealing the tiger's head covered in sticky saliva to the other party, which seemed like a provocation but was actually a test.

"How many years have you practiced?"

"For three hundred years, I have been invincible. Perhaps one of your ancestors died in my hands."

There seemed to be a flash of swords and shadows as the two spoke, and the onlookers all felt frightened.

Only the two of them knew that they were both at loggerheads, but also sympathetic to each other. They all wanted to transcend immortality, abandoning their relatives, friends, parents, and blood relatives, sinking into the long river of time, and traveling forward for tens of thousands of years to this era.

Just for a chance to become an immortal.

The opportunity to become an immortal comes once every 100,000 years. A semi-immortal will face a great tribulation every ten thousand years, and most semi-immortals cannot survive the three levels of tribulation.

Therefore, instead of fighting against an unpredictable catastrophe, it is better to lie dormant until the opportunity to become an immortal comes once every 100,000 years.

Bai Di Xundao said: "Let him go, I will let this matter go."

"can."

Ao Heng agreed readily, moved his body and threw out something.

thump!
The sticky and wet White Tiger Saint fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, filled with humiliation and unwillingness. When he saw the man in the black and gold robe, tears immediately fell like rain, and he cried, "Ancestor! This insect bullied me so much, please give me justice."

Bai Dixun's tiger eyes were calm and he said indifferently, "You are weak and you don't feel ashamed. You still have the nerve to cry to me? There are so many monsters here, why did he only target you? The weak are the prey of the strong, and the weak don't bow down. How can you have the confidence to confront a strong man?"

The contemporary White Tiger Saint opened his eyes wide, and his grievances suddenly ceased, replaced by boundless fear.

A pair of blue-purple tiger eyes penetrated deep into the mind, revealing naked murderous intent.

"If you commit suicide, I will avenge you."

The White Tiger Saint took a step back in fear, and then a big hand reached out and grabbed the tiger's head. The fingers sunk deeply into the skull, and the huge tiger's head twisted and deformed like tofu, and exploded in a range of ten meters in just a breath.

died?

The geniuses of the demon clan around were all shocked. They had vaguely heard of Bai Dixun's name, but they didn't expect that the other party would be so cruel.

Bai Dixun noticed the gazes around him and looked around, and everyone he saw was bowing their heads.

"This era has been tamed into this by a weak human race." In ancient times, there was no etiquette, morality or self-respect. Dignity always belonged to the strong. Kneeling down to a stronger person was not shameful, but an honor.

The demon race of this era, because of an immortal named Qingcang, kept saying that he wanted to attack the human race, but he had been learning from and getting closer to the human race.

"The human race is strong, so naturally we have to learn from them. If your White Tiger clan can kill all the humans and destroy Sanqing Mountain, it would be great for them to learn from you."

Ao Heng smiled calmly, but suddenly a bad thought came to his mind. He changed the subject and said, "Besides, there are many vicious people among the human race now. Otherwise, how could the various races unite and let us block them like this?"

"The goddess has left to look for the elixir of immortality. Among the remaining human geniuses, how many of the Three Pure Ones, the Ten Thousand Demons Gu Body, the Buddha Demon Saint Body, and the Sword Immortal Candidates are present now?"

Baidi searched for the names one by one and raised questions.

Although he had just woken up, he did not run out without knowing anything.

"The female body of the Three Pure Ones, a candidate for Sword Immortal, a body of the Ten Thousand Demons, and an immortal body that has just been formed." Ao Heng replied, "But these are not as good as this one, the candidate for Sword Immortal, he is very strong."

Bai Dixun's eyes lit up slightly and asked, "How strong is it?"

"With a 55th Dao Base, one can become a 66th Dao Base. It is said that no one in the same rank dares to claim the mastership."

Ao Heng could not hide the evil thoughts in his heart. All the geniuses liked to compete with each other.

All of them can be the strongest in a certain era, and they have abandoned everything to gather in this era. Apart from becoming immortals, they seek to become stronger after becoming invincible.

Gu Wen’s actual strength is at least at the seventh level of Dao Foundation, and it is his own seventh level of Dao Foundation.

If Bai Di can't beat him, he can give him a warning. If he can beat him, it can also be regarded as a test of his strength.

Bai Dixun said no more words, and there was a hint of restlessness in his eyes.

He could tell that Ao Heng seemed to be hiding something from him, but what kind of talent must it be for a genius to make Ao Heng feel that he could trick him?
A golden eagle landed on the ground, and Jin Yuzhi turned into a human body and said, "The Dao Sect and its group are three hundred miles away from here. The goddess has disappeared. There is only a half-immortal escorting them, and now he is fighting with the three demon saints."

"There is a sword light flying from the north, it should be Xiao Yunyi from Zhejian Mountain."

"There is a Buddha light in the east, and a nun is floating in the river. She may be a descendant of Buddhism."

"And Daqian's army has already started a fight with the rebels at the ferry crossing. They are not far from here. They might turn around and attack us."
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Three hundred miles away.

Gu Wen and his party were riding on a huge buffalo and traveling rapidly, with divine thoughts projected from time to time.

Above the sky, through the clouds one can see the strange lights of a battle between heaven and earth.

At the horizon, a thousand-foot-long sword shadow pointed directly to the horizon, and waves of magical power were spreading.

Chaotic, urgent, and fierce.

At this moment, the world is like a pot of boiling water, boiling from top to bottom.

Gu Wen and the others sat on the ox's back, all calm and collected, like soldiers on the battlefield. Compared with the intensity of the battle between the various forces outside the sky and the fight for the immortal medicine, they were indeed like soldiers.

Suddenly, a sword light fell from the hill in front of them, and a man with a broken arm in white clothes appeared, holding his other arm in his hand and waving at them.

Just from this one action, Gu Wen knew who it was without even needing to use his spiritual power or concentrate his gaze.

Xiao Yunyi, a sword fanatic, the kind of fanatic that you would find in a pervert.

The buffalo stopped, and Xiao Yunyi jumped onto its back, his face as serious and stern as ever. He connected his broken arm and bowed, saying, "It's been a long time since we last met, Daozi is honored."

He saw Chanxi had a strange look on her face, but he didn't ask any more questions.

Xiao Yunyi was acquainted with Sanqing Taoist, but when he saw that she was a woman, he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Chan Xi was also a cold person. She nodded slightly and then didn't say anything else.

I thought to myself: 'Why did his hands become pluggable?'

"Brother Xiao is really a timely helper. I just need a helper."

Gu Wen ignored the other party's strange behavior and greeted him with a smile.

"The elders of the sect asked me to come here, and told me not to worry about the aftermath of Tianquan Mountain and come to help you first."

Xiao Yunyi was as dull as ever and couldn't even say hello.

"The sect can no longer be contacted, but the current Sword Master asked me to bring you a message."

"What?"

"A swordsman who is too hard will break easily. The struggle of the great world today is also a struggle of great trends. It is not the pride of heaven, nor the talent, but the immortals that decide the direction of the world. As long as you leave here, leave Dao Sect, and leave the goddess, you will become a sword immortal."

Xiao Yunyi's words made Ao Tang, who had transformed into a water buffalo, look fierce, and he said in a cold voice: "Boy, are you here to rob people?"

Now Gu Wen has become the core of the search for the elixir of immortality in the land of immortality. Without Gu Wen, Chi Yuzi, Jun Yan, and the heir of Zhejian Mountain in front of them will all leave.

Xiao Yunyi said calmly: "This is the truth. The difficulty of becoming an immortal has driven countless people crazy throughout history. Now we are only one step away from becoming an immortal. Why take the risk?"

Gu Wen's smile faded, and he shook his head and said, "Excuse me for refusing. Brother Xiao, if you are not here to help, please get out of the way. It won't be too late for you to come back after this matter is over."

Xiao Yunyi had expected this, and instead smiled, saying, "The contemporary Sword Master has one more thing to say. How can the human race allow those covered in fur and scales to act so recklessly? I, Xiao, will go with Brother Hongchen to kill those monsters that have crossed the border in my personal capacity."

"Thank you."

Gu Wen nodded seriously and took note of the favor.

With Xiao Yunyi joining the team, the team's momentum has obviously risen a lot. Xiao Yunyi is no longer a cripple who has gone crazy for the true solution of the sword. At least before the Three Pure Ones were born, he has always been the number one prodigy of the human race.

Now he is ranked second, but he is still better than everyone else present.

Their group has almost gathered the top geniuses of the human race today, and the ones on the opposite side are also the top geniuses of the demon race.

The strange light in the sky gradually subsided, and the powerful men who were unable to determine the winner stopped fighting tacitly and turned their gazes towards the place where immortals became immortals.

Some went to get the elixir of immortality, but more came to watch the wrestling between the younger generation of humans and demons.

Among the mountains and green forests, a green bull walked on the ground. In the distance, the mountains were undulating and monsters were lurking.

The body of the Azure Dragon is winding and thousands of feet long, and its scales gleam with a metallic luster, like a living mountain range stretching across the mountains.

In the dragon's pupils, there was a tiger with a sturdy body, snow-white hair, a king-shaped pattern on its forehead, and a fierce aura.

The white tiger stepped on the wind and gathered thunder, walking towards the green ox in front step by step.

The distance between the two was ten thousand feet, a thousand feet, or even a hundred feet, and neither of them gave in.

Gu Wen took a step forward, his sword striding across a hundred feet, and swung the immortal sword in his hand. A round moon fell from the sky and pressed towards the white tiger.

boom!
Baihu's strength was not as strong as Gu Wen's. He was caught off guard and was bent down half an inch. He retreated three miles to avoid the sword light.

Gu Wen walked towards them step by step, holding a sword. His eyes were filled with murderous intent and his voice echoed across the mountains. Xiao Yunyi and others behind him lagged behind by half a step.

"Foreign monsters that enter the human territory will be killed without mercy."

(End of this chapter)