Cultivating the Dao, Starting with Farming

As the soul-binding talisman was activated, the power of soul-binding took effect. The eyes of the eight combined demon cultivators gradually became empty, and their bodies began to tremble involuntarily, as if their souls had been taken away.

"Boy, how dare you!" A majestic voice echoed in the air. Luo Yan, the ghost clan Taoist who was fighting with Feng Wuhen, suddenly realized the situation of his subordinates. A flash of shock and anger flashed in his eyes. He stretched out his body and pulled himself out of the battlefield where he was fighting with Feng Wuhen like a ghost. The netherworld energy surrounding him suddenly surged and came to support this side.

After saying that, Luo Yan formed seals with his hands, and a ball of green netherworld fire emerged, shooting towards the soul-binding talisman that was in effect, intending to break the talisman's confinement power and save his subordinates.

"Want to save them? Too late! Your opponent is me!" Feng Wuhen saw this, and a sneer appeared on his lips. He swung the Qinghong Dao Sword in his hand suddenly, and the tip of the sword pointed, a dazzling sword light cut through the sky, and violently collided with Luo Yan's Nether Fire in mid-air. The sword light and the flame intertwined, and a deafening roar broke out.

Feng Wuhen just raised his hand lightly, and the Daojun domain was fully opened. The Dao Sword in his hand waved countless sword energy, forming an indestructible barrier, which not only blocked Luo Yan's Nether Fire, but also prevented him from rescuing his subordinates in time.

"Damn it!" Luo Yan roared, and went completely wild. The ghost Dao domain completely erupted. The whole sky seemed to be shrouded by a deep layer of Nether, and the breath of darkness and death spread, and the entire star field was solidified.

Luo Yan's eyes turned red, like two burning netherworld fires, revealing endless anger and unwillingness. The ghost realm surged wildly, manifesting countless roaring ghost armies, and a terrifying and condensed ghost force burst out, gushing towards Feng Wuhen and drowning him.

At this time, the Demon Dragon Dao Lord You Yuan, who was fighting Chen Qingxuan, and the Blood Demon Dao Lord Xueqi, who was fighting fiercely with Feng Yi, both noticed the situation of their subordinates, and their faces turned extremely dark.

Twelve combined demon cultivators could not stop a mere refining cultivator. Three of them had already fallen, and the rest were about to be annihilated. It was a great shame!

However, it was extremely difficult for them to cross the passage seal and come to this world. The death of any subordinate was an unbearable loss. Although You Yuan and Xueqi were unwilling, they also understood that they had to make a choice at this moment.

The two of them performed secret techniques at the same time, preparing to send away the opponents in front of them and cast spells to help.

You Yuan's body suddenly grew and turned into a giant dragon, with dragon scales flashing and demonic energy lingering. The huge dragon tail swept across, forcing Chen Qingxuan to retreat. He opened his mouth and spit out a breath of black flame dragon, suppressing him. At the same time, he waved his claws, and a black spear turned into a black lightning, rushing towards Li Mu who was about to kill the combined demon cultivators, like thunder, thousands of miles away in an instant.

"You want to split your attention to support, have you asked me!"

Chen Qingxuan raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and the Gengjin Dao sword in his hand flew out of his hand, turning into a dazzling golden light, and fiercely clashed with the black spear in mid-air. The two collided, and a harsh metal sound burst out, as if the world was shaken.

"Gengjin sword intent, cut!" Chen Qingxuan shouted in a low voice. Under the control of his mind, the Gengjin Dao Sword suddenly burst into a dazzling light, turning into a sharp sword light, directly cutting off the attack of the black spear, and continued to attack Youyuan with the remaining force.

Youyuan's pupils shrank slightly, and the dragon tail swung violently, rolling up a gust of wind, temporarily deflecting the direction of the sword light, but even so, he felt the sharpness and domineering of the Gengjin sword intent, and was secretly surprised.

Being blocked by Chen Qingxuan, Youyuan was furious, and the demonic energy around him surged, and he roared: "Get out of here!"

As he roared, more complex demonic patterns appeared on the dragon body. These demonic patterns seemed to come alive, releasing waves of heart-pounding fluctuations. At this moment, the strength actually climbed again. It was obviously burning its own original power in order to gain more powerful power in a short time.

"Hmph! Burning the origin, what can it do to me?" Chen Qingxuan sneered. Facing You Yuan's rage and madness, he was not afraid at all, but his fighting spirit was even stronger.

"Geng Sword Sword Intention, Break All Methods!" Chen Qingxuan hummed, and the Gengjin Dao Sword suddenly turned into a dazzling golden light column, rushing straight into the sky, and then fell like a meteor, with the momentum of destroying the world, and went straight to You Yuan.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the golden light column and You Yuan's giant dragon body condensed by demonic energy collided fiercely, bursting out with dazzling light and deafening roar.

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At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield, the Blood Demon Daojun-Xueqi also tried to break free from Feng Yi's entanglement and support several subordinates.

Xueqi's blood was boiling, and the blood mist surrounding him became thicker, almost condensed into substance. He roared and slapped his palms into the void.

"The sea of ​​blood is endless, open it for me!"

With a roar, the Blood Yuan Dao Domain behind the Blood Demon Dao Lord-Blood Crying suddenly cracked, and a huge wave of blood surged out from the crack, turning into a sea of ​​blood, drowning Feng Yi in it. At the same time, countless Blood Yuan Dharma Bodies condensed, and some of them rushed towards Feng Yi frantically. Each Dharma Bodies contained part of the power of Blood Crying, trying to use the advantage of numbers to completely trap Feng Yi in this sea of ​​blood.

Some rushed towards Li Mu, trying to stop his next move.

Feng Yi's face turned cold, and he would never allow Li Mu to erase the record he had created with great difficulty.

"Spirit of Qingfeng, spread your wings!" Feng Yi shouted in a low voice, and the ordinary Qinghong Dao Sword in his hand suddenly burst into a dazzling light. On the sword body, a lifelike Qingyuan totem seemed to come alive and flap its wings to fly.

As Feng Yi's mind moved, the Green Kite Totem suddenly separated from the sword body, merged with his Dao domain, and turned into a real green giant bird, surrounding him. When its wings spread lightly, it brought gusts of wind, and slashed those approaching Blood Yuan Dharma bodies one by one.

The next moment, Feng Yi's figure turned into a wisp of green wind and appeared outside the blood sea.

"Green wind sword dance, the light of dawn!" Feng Yi shouted in a low voice. As his words fell, the spirit of the Green Kite seemed to respond to his call, flapped its wings and flew high, turning into a stream of green light, merging with Feng Yi's sword energy, and instantly chasing after another part of the Blood Yuan Dharma body.

"The blood sea is surging, and all methods are invulnerable!"

Xueqi would not let him succeed. With a violent shout, the blood sea immediately surged with powerful blood waves, like an angry dragon out of the sea, sweeping towards Feng Yi with the power of destroying the world.

Feng Yi's eyes condensed, and under the control of his mind, the Qingyuan Sword Spirit turned into a blue lightning, shuttled between the blood waves, avoiding its sharp edge. At the same time, the Qinghong Dao Sword in his hand was used to the extreme, setting off a blue tornado and slashing at the blood waves.

For a moment, bursts of roars broke out in the sea of ​​blood, blood mist scattered, and the blue storm raged in the sea of ​​blood. Wherever it passed, the blood essence body collapsed one after another, and the sea of ​​blood was torn into huge cracks.

Seeing that his support secret technique was broken, Xueqi was furious.

"Xingxue Demon God, show me!" Xueqi roared, and the blood and energy around him boiled to the extreme. A stream of rich blood gathered into a blood-colored light column, rushing straight into the sky. As the light column dissipated, a giant wearing blood-colored armor and holding a blood-colored long sword appeared in the sea of ​​blood.

"Bastard! Today I will let you see the true power of my Blood Demon Clan!" With the power of the Blood Demon God, Xueqi exuded a heart-pounding pressure.

As soon as the voice fell, Xueqi quickly formed seals with both hands, and a more violent energy suddenly surged in the sea of ​​blood. Waves of blood gathered into a huge blood-colored palm, which slapped Feng Yi fiercely with destructive power.

"Blood Demon Palm, die!" Xueqi shouted violently, and the blood-colored palm seemed to have crossed the limit of space and appeared above Feng Yi's head in an instant. The huge pressure distorted the surrounding space.

Facing this sudden Blood Demon Palm, Feng Yi did not show the slightest panic, but a hint of determination and calmness flashed in his eyes. This battle has reached a critical moment and there can be no slackness.

"The green kite soars into the sky, the wind and thunder move!" Feng Yi hummed, and saw the green kite spirit surrounding him flap its wings again and fly high, turning into a green lightning, rushing straight into the sky, and then circling in the air, attracting the wind and thunder elements around, forming a violent wind and thunder force.

This power perfectly merged with the green kite spirit, turning into a huge green wind and thunder wing, which not only blocked the fierce attack of the bloody evil palm, but also injected a powerful counterattack force into it. The green kite spirit took advantage of the wind and thunder and suddenly dived down, colliding violently with the bloody palm in mid-air.

"Boom!" With a loud sound that shook the earth, the two forces exploded in the air, forming a powerful shock wave, and the entire star field trembled.

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The battle between the three Daojuns suddenly became fierce. Li Mu naturally knew what happened. He pinched several spiritual swords with his hands and passed through the necks of several combined demon cultivators in an instant.

With a series of "puff" sounds, several high-level spiritual swords cut off the heads of the combined demon cultivators in an instant. Several streams of blood gushed out like a fine spring, turning into a blood rain and splashing down. The scene was extremely tragic, but it was also filled with an indescribable decisiveness and determination.

Li Mu smiled slightly when he saw this, and waved his hand. The Tianxuan Spirit Ring flashed with a spiritual light, and several soul-collecting bottles appeared out of thin air.

As the bodies of the combined demon cultivators fell, their souls, under the traction of the soul-binding talisman, slowly floated into the soul-collecting bottles like puppets pulled by invisible lines. Each soul-collecting bottle emitted a faint light, successfully accepting these prisoners who were about to fall into eternity.

When the last ray of the Night Emperor-Emperor Tianxing's soul was collected in the bottle, the air around seemed to be cleared, and the sense of oppression suddenly decreased.

Li Mu smiled. Xiao Bai's food was settled. The souls of these combined demon cultivators were undoubtedly the best supplements for it to advance. At the same time, the soul of Emperor Ye-Di Tianxing also fell into the soul-sucking bottle. Next, he only needed to use some means to find out how the three Dao Lords of the Demon Abyss came to this world.

Li Mu cleaned up the mess, and his figure flashed, appearing near the battlefield of Feng Wuhen and the ghost Dao Lord-Luo Yan, ready to wait for an opportunity to support Feng Wuhen.

Chen Qingxuan and Feng Yi were relatively calm in dealing with the battlefield of the three Dao Lords. After all, they had been promoted to the Mahayana Dao Lord for some time. However, Feng Wuhen broke through the realm in the battle, and he didn't have time to retreat and stabilize his realm, so he was a little tired to face the powerful ghost Dao Lord-Luo Yan directly in this sudden battle.

At this time, the confrontation between Feng Wuhen and Luo Yan had become white-hot.

Luo Yan's ghost realm was like a raging sea, turning into a green hellfire sea, devouring all light and vitality, and invading Feng Wuhen in every possible way. He had already taken out all the anger of his subordinates who were slaughtered by Li Mu on Feng Wuhen.

Feng Wuhen, relying on his flexible body movements and exquisite swordsmanship, shuttled through the sea of ​​fire, looking for opportunities to counterattack. However, as time went on, Feng Wuhen's dodge began to seem a little powerless, and he was almost hit by the nether fire several times.

Li Mu's eyes narrowed when he saw this. Feng Wuhen's situation had reached a critical point. Just as he was about to use his secret method to intervene in the battle, he saw an unprecedented momentum suddenly burst out from Feng Wuhen, which was the determination to break and then stand up.

"Feng Yuan Wuji, the sword heart is clear!" Feng Wuhen roared, and his spiritual power was boiling, as if thousands of sword intentions were resonating in his body. The Qinghong Dao sword in his hand turned into a stream of light, not only increasing its speed, but also adding a bit of agility and unpredictability. Every sword accurately cut through the shackles of the Netherworld Fire, and at the same time, with the help of the fire to feed back to itself, the sword intention became more and more fierce.

Seeing this, Luo Yan's face became more gloomy. He didn't expect Feng Wuhen to explode in a desperate situation, but as a ghost clan Taoist, how could he be easily defeated? The Netherworld Fire condensed into a huge ghost hand, carrying a more terrifying power than before, and pounced on Feng Wuhen.

At the critical moment, Li Mu finally made a move. His figure flashed and he appeared at the edge of the battlefield like a ghost. He formed seals with his hands and four seventh-level Taoist talismans appeared.

"The four stars and four symbols, seal the sky and lock the earth!" Li Mu shouted in a deep voice. As his voice fell, the four seventh-level Taoist talismans instantly burst into dazzling light and turned into four huge star beasts, namely the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise. They surrounded the battlefield and released the terrifying power of the corresponding four symbols.

The Azure Dragon soared into the sky, spitting out wind and thunder, blowing the Netherworld Fire to scatter;

The White Tiger roared, its sharp claws tearing through the void, and went straight for the huge ghost hand, tearing it into pieces;

The Vermillion Bird flapped its wings, and the flames were like a phoenix reborn, not only burning the remaining Netherworld Fire, but also opening up a safe passage in the sea of ​​fire for Feng Wuhen;

The Black Tortoise was as steady as a mountain, and the starlight on its back formed a solid barrier, protecting a corner of the battlefield, preventing the aftermath of the battle between the two Taoist Lords from hurting him.

Luo Yan's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that a mere Refining Void cultivator would have so many Taoist talismans, and could use such magical means to exert an attack method that was no less powerful than that of the Mahayana Taoist Lord. At this moment, he finally understood why so many combined subordinates failed.

"Ten thousand ghosts gather together, escape!" Luo Yan was not to be outdone, and his body turned into countless ghost shadows, trying to find a ray of hope in the four-elephant blockade and escape from the battlefield.

However, Li Mu was prepared. He smiled and flicked his finger. A delicate array disk appeared in his palm. Then he threw it gently. The array disk turned into a stream of light and instantly spread over the battlefield, forming a huge star trap array.

"Nine-star trap array, nothing can escape!" Li Mu shouted softly, and the nine-star trap array was activated. The power of countless stars gathered into a net, capturing those ghosts who tried to escape one by one, and finally trapped Luo Yan's real body in the array.

Feng Wuhen was overjoyed and took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack. The Qinghong Dao Sword in his hand was like a dragon out of the sea. Wherever the sword light reached, it went to Luo Yan's vitals. (End of this chapter)