The strong from the wild

Liu Yi narrowed his eyes, doubts arose in his heart, "Could it be that the Hengshan Devil Emperor is not dead yet?"

In the building boat, the expressions of the other monks also changed drastically, and they stared at Ling Qianjian intently.

"The Devil Emperor Hengshan is only half dead, not completely dead."

Ling Qianjian shook his head, shaking his big weed-like beard left and right. "The Hengshan Devil Emperor you saw is indeed dead, but this does not mean that the Hengshan Devil Emperor has been wiped out. Before he crossed the border and went to the boundless mountains, the Hengshan Devil Emperor used the method of clone, It was split into two, manifesting two bodies, one of which rushed out of his True Demon Grotto and fought a battle with my sect master brother, and the other went to the immeasurable mountains, playing with fire and setting itself on fire..."

Speaking of playing with fire and self-immolation, Ling Qianjian turned around involuntarily, glanced at Liu Yi with great interest, and said, "The Devil Emperor Hengshan used a secret technique to forcefully break through to the god-human realm, plotting against my senior brother in charge. Then He opened the entrance of the Nether Demon Prison and pushed the senior brother in. The Nether Demon Prison is almost endless, and there are endless Nether Demon Qi and Nether Demon Fire inside, even if the senior has cultivated to the third level of the Immortal Realm and became a land fairy , and it is difficult to protect myself..."

Nether Demon Fire!

Liu Yi's eyes flashed, and his face changed slightly. He has intensively practiced the two heavenly fires, so he naturally knows the power of the Nether Demonic Fire.

Feather once said that between heaven and earth, there are nine kinds of sky fire, sky water, sky wood, sky metal, and sky earth.In the universe of heaven and earth, nine is the extreme number, so there are nine in heaven and fire.In the world, there is also the word perfect, which means that there is no perfect thing in the world, and the flames generated between heaven and earth are the same.

In addition to the nine kinds of heavenly fire, the remaining one is called the tenth heavenly fire.

Compared with the nine kinds of heavenly fire, this tenth day's fire is even more powerful!The tenth day fire is infinitely changing, appearing between heaven and earth in many forms.All the nine heavenly fires have spiritual wisdom, they can transform into human beings, and they can also practice like a practitioner, and eventually they can even surpass demon saints and gods!

But the tenth day fire has no intelligence, it only has the instinct to burn everything and burn everything, it can be described as tyrannical and cruel to the extreme!

Therefore, the tenth day fire is also called magic fire.

Even the well-informed feather has never seen anyone who can subdue the magic fire of the tenth day fire and refine it for his own use.

The Nether Demon Fire mentioned by the bearded Ling Qianjian is a form of the Tenth Heavenly Fire that appears between the heaven and the earth.

"The instinct of the demon fire is to burn all things and destroy the world! Ling Wanjian was imprisoned in the Netherworld Demon Prison, so it must be a disaster, even if he has the cultivation level of a land fairy..."

Liu Yi closed his eyes and meditated, then suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the awe-inspiring sword intent on the bearded Ling Qianjian, and thought: "Land fairy! Ling Wanjian, the head of Xuantianzong, only has the cultivation base of a land fairy on the third level of the Immortal Realm. However, he dared to enter the Hengshan realm alone to face the Hengshan Demon Emperor whose cultivation had reached the Taiyi Golden Immortal level on the fourth level of the Immortal Realm. Could it be... Could it be that the sword cultivator of the Xuantian Sect is extremely powerful, and with the third level of the Immortal Realm? With one level of cultivation, can you defeat the fourth level of Immortal Realm?"

With this in mind, Liu Yi has a little more expectation for Xuantianzong who is about to return.

"The Qiongyu land boundary is 800 million miles long from east to west, and more than [-] million miles wide from north to south. My Xuantianzong's mountain gate is located in the most majestic mountain range in the center of the Qiongyu land boundary-Jianshan. Tongtian Port is located in the southernmost part of the Qiongyu land boundary. For more than four million miles, it would take more than a year to travel by boat..."

Ling Qianjian rubbed the beard on his face, pointed to the northwest, and said: "More than eight thousand miles away from the northwest, there is a Guyun Peak, which is specially used by my Xuantianzong to raise the spirit beast 'Qingling Hongyan' Daochang. Let’s fly to Guyun Peak first, and then fly back to Xuantianzong by Qingling Hongyan. Qingling Hongyan is an eighth-level spirit beast, and it can fly [-] miles a day. This kind of wild goose has no other ability..."

Tanlang wagged his tail and rubbed against Liu Yi's feet.

Liu Yi rubbed Greedy Wolf's head, and thought in his heart: "In a few years, Xiao Huihui can also become an eighth-level spirit beast. After entering the Xuantian Sect, I will refine some 'Dropping Heavenly Essence in the Cloud', see Let's see when Xiao Huihui can break through the boundary of spirit beasts and become a fairy beast."

The next morning, the boat flew to Guyun Peak.

A [-]-meter mountain, straight into the clouds.

The top of the peak is covered by a solitary cloud. There are monks riding the clouds with their swords, and some blue swan geese are flying freely in the air, giving people a feeling of floating in the sky.

"arrive!"

The bearded Ling Qianjian let out a soft cry, and the boat landed on the top of the peak. Immediately, several Xuantianzong monks in white robes and full of sword spirit ran over to greet Ling Qianjian.

"Prepare two hundred swan geese quickly, and I will return to Jianshan."

With Ling Qianjian's order, the disciples of Xuantian Sect hurriedly rang the bronze bell on the top of the mountain, and the swan geese flying in the white clouds flew over one after another. There were thousands of them, and a large area of ​​green mist seemed to cover the sky.

The swan goose is very docile, with a wingspan of seven or eight meters, and can carry two or three people on its back.

Ling Qianjian randomly selected a hundred Qingling swan geese, and the disciples of the Xuantian Sect who stood aside hurriedly presented a hundred bells, and Ling Qianjian distributed the bells to everyone.

"You just need to pluck a feather from the Qingling swan goose, put it in the bell and burn it to ashes, and the bell can control the swan goose. Everyone, act quickly, we have to leave Guyun Peak before noon!"

Ling Qianjian said awe-inspiringly: "Now the senior brother in charge is trapped in the nether devil prison, and he does not know whether he is alive or dead. The monks of various sects have also heard the news, thinking that the opportunity to become a god is in your hands. The masters of all sects will definitely take advantage of the sect master I haven’t returned yet, so I came here to seize the opportunity to become a god.”

"Could it be that an orthodox sect like Daoxuanzong would do such a lowly thing?"

Hou Duanyang frowned, seemed a little unbelievable, and said: "Besides, we have never seen the opportunity to become a god, it's just hearsay, something that doesn't exist..."

"Becoming a god! It's almost the dream of all cultivators. Who doesn't want to become a god? My Xuantian Sect has a method to become a god with one sword. Naturally, I don't need the opportunity to become a god, but this opportunity to become a god is something that monks of all sects dream of. Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, they will never let go easily!"

The bearded Ling Qian's sword eyes were full of light, his whole body was full of murderous aura, and he said: "Daoxuanzong is the second largest sect in the orthodox way, so they don't dare to attack and kill us openly, but they will choose to sneak attack, plot against us, and even pretend to be monks of the demonic way... ..."

Tang Jiawen looked surprised, and asked, "Senior, don't the other sects have ways to become gods?"

The bearded Ling Qianjian replied: "Only someone who has cultivated into a great god can be regarded as possessing the method of becoming a god. Becoming a god is difficult to reach the sky! For 10 years in this Qiongyu land, only my master has cultivated into a great god. If no one has cultivated to the god-human state for thousands of years, they will naturally not have the opportunity to become a god!"

"What about 10 years ago?"

Liu Yi's expression froze, and he asked: "Could it be that no one became a god 10 years ago? Is it so difficult to become a god? Since ancient times, there has only been one master of the god-human realm in Qiongyu Land?"