I Have a Monster Farm

In the ghost king's sect, there is another deep passage leading to the mountainside.

The passage is far-reaching and more tortuous, extending into a huge void.

In the middle of the mountain, there is actually a hollow, and it is not a natural karst cave, but man-made excavation of the mountain belly has formed a belly like a jug, a huge deep pit.

In the deep pit, dark red blood is gathering, exuding a strong bloody smell, and the red light is slightly reflected, illuminating the entire space dark red.

Zhang Ziyu thought about one thing wrong just now, the supernatural beast was caught on purpose, and Qinglong and Xuanwu did it together.

But the rest of the beasts were not all captured in the past two days, but the Ghost King Sect had already been secretly capturing the beasts before.

The cave here, as well as the blood pool below, are used to hold the blood of these strange beasts.

In this cave, compared to a few days ago, there is one thing missing at this time, and that is the Fulong Cauldron suspended above it.

Ten thousand people stood on the edge of the deep pit of the blood pool, with their hands behind their backs, their expressions were calm, and they couldn't see what was going on in their hearts.

A black shadow quietly appeared from the other side, his figure was hidden in the shadow, his appearance could not be seen, it was very strange.

"Sovereign, is the transaction going well?"

"Let's go well, that person didn't care about it."

Wan Wan paused for a moment, remembering Zhang Ziyu's expression, and added: "Perhaps in his eyes, Fulongding is not so precious."

He looked at the black shadow and threw something in his hand.

"Mr. Ghost, this is one of the things I got in exchange. The art of arresting souls and dispatching generals has benefited a lot from ghosting with you. First, I will share with you the first half of the book, and you should first understand a little bit."

Mr. Ghost took the scroll, opened it, glanced at it, and couldn't help but let out a voice of surprise and admiration: "What a magical technique, it turns out that ghosts have such supernatural powers."

"That's right. After reading it, I realized that the things that man traded were much more powerful than we imagined."

A red glove appeared on Wanwan's left hand, with fire dragon patterns engraved on it, obviously he used the dragon snake suit himself.

"Congratulations to the suzerain, with great help, the development of the Ghost King Sect will definitely be smoother."

Mr. Ghost didn't care at all that Wanchang had only given him half the volume, and thanked him with his hand, although the words were still cold.

"It's not enough. No matter how strong you are, if you can't break the Zhuxian Sword Formation, it is still impossible to unify the world."

Ten thousand people looked at the blood pool with deep eyes, and lost their sense of not getting help for this transaction.

"Sir, how sure are you of the method you mentioned a few days ago?"

"Seven points to grasp"

Mr. Gui slowly replied: "Although the Four Spirits Blood Formation is recorded in the Fulong Ding, it is also controlled by the Fulong Ding as a hub, but it is not impossible. There. As long as we reproduce a Fulongding magic weapon as the control hub, the four spirit blood array can also be constructed, but "

"But what?"

"However, the Fulong Cauldron is incomparably exquisite, and there are many methods. Without the restraint of the Fulong Cauldron, mobilizing the power of Asura would be even more dangerous."

"It's okay, there is no risk-free thing in the world, just follow the plan. Over there in the wild holy temple, I will let the white tiger cooperate with you."

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Zhang Ziyu was on the way to Mount Sumeru, naturally he didn't know the ghost king's plan to leave Wan Jianyi, let alone a sentence left by him to ask You Ji to find Wan Jianyi directly.

When talking about You Ji with Baguio before, he naturally thought of this matter.

In line with the mentality of lovers getting married and eating popcorn while watching others fight, Zhang Ziyu resolutely sold Wan Jianyi, an old guy.

It would be better if Youji knew he was still alive, and Shuiyue also knew, and then hehehehe.

It really is fun to watch other people's Shura field and so on. Then I will gossip with that fat man, Lao Tian, ​​and ask him to be sure.

When I watched Zhu Xian back then, I was always very sad about many regrets, but now it’s not bad to enlighten me once in a while.

"Concentrate spiritual power and transform it into the power of Xuanming. It is cold but more powerful. Moreover, there are spells such as Nether Slash and Xuanming Break. The combat power is really not to be underestimated. No wonder the Ghost King Sect has been passed down for so long, and it is still the same today. Demon sect."

Zhang Ziyu was on the Bone Black Snake, taking time to study the skills traded by Ghost King Zong. As he practiced, he gradually understood the essence of it, and then integrated it into his Guiyi scripture little by little.

As I accumulated more and more, the Guiyi scriptures became more perfect and more domineering. The vortex in the dantian continued to devour spiritual power, and it was still consolidating and expanding the space in Zhang Ziyu's dantian.

It can be said that although Zhang Ziyu has not broken through yet, Zhang Ziyu is still getting stronger every minute and every second.

Zhang Ziyu threw the brochure of Xuan Mingdao to Hei Xuan, and asked, "How do you feel?"

"Obey my lord."

Hei Xuan carefully inspected the exercises, and was even more immersed in his mind. He used Xuan Ming Dao's luck cycle, and his spiritual power was involved in it, and it was continuously integrated into the energy core in his heart.

After a while, he stopped moving, looked at Zhang Ziyu, and said respectfully: "My lord, this Xuan Ming Dao is more suitable for me than Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao, and Xuan Ming Po and You Ming Zhan have no serious side effects for my family. "

After all, the Demon Cult is not the righteous way. The powers of Xuanming Po and Nether Slash are not bad, but it is extremely difficult to practice them. If you are not careful, you will be seriously injured or even die. Therefore, there are not many people who have achieved success in cultivation. .

This point is even more difficult than the Divine Sword Yu Lei Zhen Jue.

However, for the steel body of the Mechanical Spirit Race, these side effects are much smaller. Even if it is injured, it can be repaired quickly, which is different from a complete flesh and blood body.

"Then let's major in this and try to improve our strength."

"Obey my lord."

While the two were talking, the Bone Black Snake had penetrated the clouds and gradually flew lower, and the mountains in the distance had already appeared in front of Zhang Ziyu and the others.

Qilin said: "My lord, Mount Sumeru has arrived."

"Then go down."

The brutal bone black snake kept approaching, and the Buddha's light on Mount Sumeru was already clearly visible.

Between the smoke and clouds, the light penetrated through the clouds, refracting a golden halo on Mount Sumeru, combined with the colorful clouds, it really has a feeling of meditation.

The scenery here is a Buddhist holy place.

"Boom~boom~boom~"

But at this moment, a loud bell rang, and the sound wafted over the entire Mount Sumeru. The cloud, mist, and golden light seemed to be broken by the bell.

Hearing the heavy and loud bell, Zhang Ziyu smiled lightly and said, "This battle is bigger than that of the Ghost King Sect."

Bone Black Snake led Zhang Ziyu down slowly in front of Mount Sumeru, and when he arrived, there was already a circle of bald men standing opposite him, that is, monks from Tianyin Temple.

Zhang Ziyu glanced over, and it seemed that people with a little cultivation had come down, about three or four hundred people.

Headed by a few old monks wearing cassocks and imposing manner, the worst cultivation level is the third level of Dafan Prajna, which is equivalent to the cultivation level of the Supreme Purity.

"Amitabha, Daoist Zhang came from a long way, and Tianyin Temple has lost his welcome, please don't mind."

"Master Puhong, this battle of yours is much stronger than that of the Ghost King Sect, so it's not too far behind."

Zhang Ziyu didn't care about the number of the other party at all, and looked at the benevolent old monk headed with a smile. He had the highest level of cultivation and the best state of mind, so he must be Master Puhong, the master of Dharma.