Immortal Creation

Sun Lingtong was in doubt.

At this moment, his mind was racing, and he quickly reviewed everything he had just experienced.

"How did I get petrified?"

The skin on his hands was still turning into stone. Sun Lingtong hurriedly identified it carefully and confirmed that this petrification technique was quite mysterious and he could not find out any details.

"This is a trap, killing people without paying for their lives! Before me, there may have been many victims."

"No, it's unlikely."

"If that were the case, then the group of hooded black robes just now would not have worshipped the mountain so ostentatiously, made sacrifices, and caused deaths."

"And they didn't even dare to enter the cave, obviously acquiescing to this god-level existence, still alive."

"I used magic tools to dig out treasures, and after the treasures were transported to the mechanical dragon, I also personally checked them."

"There is something wrong with these treasures!"

Sun Lingtong analyzed the situation, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The petrification technique was still eroding him, and the magic power was suppressed, and there were some signs of drinking poison to quench thirst. The petrification technique benefited from the contact with his magic power, and the power of the technique began to increase.

"No, I have to explain the situation to Xiao Zhu immediately!"

"We can't lose those black-robed monks. We have to find trouble with them and see what information we can get from torture."

Sun Lingtong hurried to save himself.

While controlling the mechanical dragon, he immediately left the cave and chased the black-robed monks who left.

On the other hand, he wrote a flying letter and sent it directly to Ning Zhu's room.

After Ning Zhu was criticized by Sun Lingtong, he returned to his living room and bedroom.

At first, he was still very calm.

He subconsciously wanted to meditate and practice, but he remembered that Sun Lingtong forbade him to do so.

He lay on the bed and decided to sleep.

As a result, he closed his eyes, but couldn't fall asleep.

According to common sense, he has not yet completely recovered, and the sequelae of the devil still remain, and he is physically and mentally exhausted. In this case, it should be easy to fall asleep.

But the reality was just the opposite. Ning Zhuo tossed around, and his eyeballs kept moving under his eyelids.

He took a breath and suddenly opened his eyes.

He stared at the ceiling blankly for a while, and then sat up in annoyance.

He didn't keep this posture for long, and then stood up again, sitting on the edge of the bed instead.

After sitting for more than ten breaths, he felt like sitting on pins and needles, so he had to stand up.

Anxiety.

Annoyance.

All kinds of negative emotions quickly grew.

"Brother Linghu has been locked up so many times, but he can actually bear it. It's amazing!"

"Boss Sun taught me a lesson."

"I can't even bear this little free time. I feel irritable and think it's a waste of time."

"My mentality has changed a lot compared to before."

"Alas..."

Ning Zhuo was so uncomfortable. Reason told him that practice and work should be relaxed, but his emotions were disturbing, making him pace and wander around the room.

At this time, there was a knock at the cabin door.

Ning Zhuo opened the cabin door and saw a flying letter flying into the cabin, unfolding naturally in the air.

"Why did the boss write to me?"

Ning Zhuo was quite surprised and looked over.

After reading it once, he understood the whole story and suddenly changed color: "The boss is in trouble!"

Ning Zhuo flicked his finger and shot a flame, which floated up and burned the flying letter.

He immediately began to write the letter.

The mechanical dragon had a device that allowed Sun Lingtong to transmit sound to Ning Zhuo's living cabin. But Sun Lingtong was worried that Wanli Youlong would also be petrified, so he had begun to minimize the scope of use.

He was more worried about Ning Zhuo's safety, so he used the flying letter to inform Ning Zhuo of what happened, and in the letter, he told Ning Zhuo to burn the flying letter in time, and not to enter the storage cabin and the dragon head cabin, and try to stay away from Sun Lingtong.

Ning Zhuo's flying letter was quickly delivered to Sun Lingtong's hands.

"At least Xiaozhu knows about it." Sun Lingtong breathed a sigh of relief and quickly read the content of the flying letter.

In the letter, Ning Zhuo asked about Sun Lingtong's specific injuries and suggested deciphering the flying letter that the hooded black robe had sent into the giant cave but was intercepted by Sun Lingtong.

But in fact, Sun Lingtong had already started doing it.

The flying letter was quickly deciphered. In fact, the sender did not encrypt it.

The old monster in the stone:

We, the monks of the Six Cave Sect, are hereby ordered by the Lord of the Demon Heart Cave to write this letter to sincerely invite the old monster to wake up.

The Six Cave Sect has long heard of the old monster's name, and has always admired his earth-moving magical powers and his awe-inspiring power. Today, the dynasty army is besieging Qianfenglin, and the situation is critical. We need the old monster's help, display his power, and share the joy of killing.

If you agree, the Six Cave Sect will reward you generously!

...

"This group of people are actually from the Six Cave Sect?" Sun Lingtong naturally knew about the grievances between the Ning family and the Six Cave Sect.

Sun Lingtong stared at a line of words above: "As the Six Cave Sect, they treated the Stone Monster and the Demon Heart Cave Master equally..."

"Could it be that the Stone Monster was originally a Yuanying cultivator, and this time he wanted to break through the realm, but failed and died?"

Sun Lingtong found some key information, but it was far from enough.

Under his control, Wanli Youlong easily caught up with the envoys of the Six Cave Sect.

The envoys quickly went down the mountain and stood at the foot of the mountain. They took out their mounts, all of which were monsters like lions and tigers.

They were anxious, and their brows were deeply frowned. When they communicated with each other, they did not use their spiritual senses, but communicated with words.

Along the way, they were discussing together how to report back.

Obviously, the mission of this mission ended in failure, which made them feel more stressed.

Life hangs on a thread!

In this process, Ning Zhuo deliberately used his magical powers to give the four people the life hangs on a thread.

The black-robed monks' mounts were quite fast, and soon they came to a station on the mountainside.

Through the teleportation array in the station, the four envoys left completely.

Generally, after tracking here, the monks can only sigh at the sky. But Sun Lingtong, who is sitting on the Wanli Youlong, is different.

This mechanical creation is as high as the Nascent Soul level, and has the ability to shuttle through the void that only the Nascent Soul has.

The principle of any teleportation array is to escape into the void.

Therefore, Sun Lingtong decisively controlled the Wanli Youlong and escaped directly into the void.

"Xiao Zhuo, it's up to you!" Sun Lingtong communicated through the magic weapon.

Ning Zhuo hummed and immediately activated his magical powers.

Upper Dantian - Mingjing Lingguang Dantian

The complete magical power of white lotus root, green leaves and pink lotus suddenly shone brightly.

Ning Zhuo opened his mouth wide. Although he could sense four targets. But the sense in the void was completely different from the real outside world.

Ning Zhuo felt that the left and right were reversed, the distance was lost, and even the world was spinning.

For a moment, he didn't know how to describe it.

This process of shuttling through the void was still too profound for him, far beyond his understanding limit.

Fortunately, he and Sun Lingtong also realized this in advance. Ning Zhuo was only responsible for instilling what he sensed into the mechanical dragon, allowing this Wanli dragon to play on its own.

After a while, the dark curtain dissipated, the silver light expanded, and turned into the real world.

Sun Lingtong was in the dragon head cabin, took a closer look, and cheered: "Success, haha, Xiao Zhuo, good job!"

Ning Zhuo had already collapsed on the ground, his whole body was numb, and the mirror of the divine mind in his mind was almost completely broken.

He was panting, dizzy for a while, and couldn't move.

Four black-robed monks walked down the teleportation formation.

Sun Lingtong controlled Wanliyoulong and continued to follow the four black-robed monks carefully.

After walking out of the hall where the teleportation formation was placed, Sun Lingtong came to the outside.

On this giant pillar tree, stone buildings stood in a forest, with high buildings and low houses, mainly in gray and black.

A layer of purple-black poisonous fog covered the sky all year round, blocking the sunlight.

The four black-robed monks did not dare to stay, and walked straight to the main road, climbing quickly to the peak.

On the road, they met other monks from the Six Cave Sect from time to time. These monks were almost all wearing black and gray robes, with cold or fierce expressions. Many monks were followed by lions, tigers and evil beasts, and some monks played with poisonous scorpions, centipedes and other poisonous insects.

On the hillside, Sun Lingtong looked far away and saw a huge martial arts field.

In the martial arts arena, a large group of monks were fighting each other, blood was flying, and the onlookers were roaring excitedly, and the sound waves spread out. From time to time, some monks fell down completely and lost their lives.

Obviously, the competition among the monks in the Six Caves Sect was much worse than that in the Wanyao Sect!

Four monks broke through the gatehouse and stepped into the hall on the top of the mountain.

The guards intercepted them, and some turned to report in the hall.

Not long after, the guards let them go.

The four black-robed monks looked at each other, and all of them gritted their teeth, walked onto the road, and finally stepped into the majestic hall.

The interior of the hall was extremely wide, with a high dome, and all kinds of murals were painted on the walls around. Some murals described fierce mountains, evil waters, and tragic fogs, some murals depicted countless monks fighting fiercely, and some were bloody sacrifices. The characters in the murals all have a common feature, that is, no matter whether they are crying or laughing, their expressions are very hideous.

The floor of the hall was paved with black iron, cold and hard.

The air was filled with a faint fragrance, mixed with a nauseating fishy smell.

Six black stone pillars stood in the center of the hall.

The shape of each stone pillar was also quite different.

The middle and upper parts of the stone pillars were hollowed out, and seats or cloud beds were carved out.

The four monks walked to the center of the six stone pillars and bowed down.

Three seats on the stone pillars were empty, and the remaining three were occupied by monks sitting or lying.

All three of them had surging Nascent Soul auras, each with their own unique appearance.

One sat on the throne. He was tall, naked from the waist up, and covered with black and purple scales. At this time, he closed his eyes and looked motionless like a stone sculpture.

One sat cross-legged on a cushion, but his body was covered with a layer of bloody light and shadow. His figure was blurred, but his aura was surging, like the sound of waves spreading out in waves.

The third was lying on the bed with his back to the outside. She was wearing a translucent purple cloud gauze, with a soft waist and back line, full of temptation. But on her hips, a huge scorpion tail grew. The stinger at the end of the tail was glowing with a cold light.

The four monks paid homage.

Through their words, Sun Ning and the others immediately understood the identities of the three Nascent Soul monks in front of them.

The tall man covered with scales was the Demon Heart Cave Master.

The one covered by the bloody light and shadow was the Blood Shadow Cave Master.

The charming female cultivator lying with her back to the crowd was the Poison Scorpion Cave Master.

The Demon Heart Cave Master opened his eyes. His eyes were obviously cultivated by secret methods. He did not have normal pupils. There was only a blood-red vortex in his eye sockets, which was constantly rotating on its own.

After hearing the reports from his subordinates, the Demon Heart Cave Master slowly spoke in a low voice: "Hmph, you sacrificed more than a dozen fellow Qi Refiners, but you didn't even see the face of the old monster in the stone. If you don't do things well, go. Die."

The four monks knelt on the ground and were about to open their mouths to beg for mercy.

Bang bang bang.

After a series of explosions, their chests exploded and four hearts flew out.

The living heart flew in front of the Demon Heart Cave Master, and the scales in the center of the latter's chest suddenly split open, revealing a vertical gap the size of a palm.

The gap opened, revealing a blood-red heart. The black veins on the heart were like a horned dragon and like tree roots, densely entangled.

Every time the devil's heart beats, it will explode a heart in front of him.

The essence that exploded from the heart was thrown into the gap in the chest one after another, and was swallowed up by the devil's heart.

On the other side, the Blood Shadow Cave Master on the black pillar let out a cold laugh.

The bloody light and shadow that enveloped him also branched out and shone on the four corpses.

The four corpses with their chests exploded shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. Almost all the blood essence was sucked out, and finally merged into the blood of the Blood Shadow Cave Master.

As for the Venomous Scorpion Cave Master, she also slightly shook the scorpion tail behind her.

The cold light of the scorpion tail flashed in mid-air.

Immediately, the shriveled corpses turned into four pools of purple poisonous water.

The poisonous water quickly turned into purple smoke, steamed up, and gathered on the scorpion's tail.

The Poison Scorpion Cave Master laughed: "The war is about to begin, but we are killing the disciples of the sect and practicing magic skills. When the big cave master comes back and finds that there are one hundred and eighty fewer monks in the sect, he will definitely be furious. Hahaha."

The Blood Shadow Cave Master snorted coldly: "Now, the vanguard army of the dynasty's crusade has approached Qianfeng Forest, and there will be large armies coming continuously. Even if the big cave master is angry again, what can he do at this juncture? It's just a mere juncture. How can a few foundation-building monks compare with our Nascent Soul-level combat power?"

The master of the Devil's Heart Cave said in a low voice: "We can't even invite the old monster in the stone. What's the use of keeping this waste? The only use is to use it as materials to help us increase our cultivation."

"The war is coming. At the critical moment, it is very likely that the slightest difference in cultivation can determine life or death!"

The Poison Scorpion Cave Master smiled again and said: "Haha, the old monster in the stone is a native of the earth spirit that has been around for thousands of years. It is the most peaceful and the oldest. Inviting it out of the mountain is the most difficult task. Second Cave Master You have used this method to eradicate the rising stars of many sects. I think it can be slow. After all, without this group of cannon fodder, do you have to wait for the end in the early stages of the war? "

The master of the Blood Shadow Cave snorted coldly: "Poisonous Scorpion, what you said is nice. The real reason is that your love poison has reached a bottleneck in your cultivation. It will take a while to refine before you can continue to progress."

"You are worried that if we continue to practice like this, we will be missing out on you."

The Poisonous Scorpion Cave Master's thoughts were exposed, but he didn't care: "Hehehe, so what if you saw through it?"

"My love poison must collect the most vivid emotions. This kind of horror, fear, shock, and anger before death are the best materials for refining poison."

"Why don't you two take it easy?"

"The hearts, essence and blood of these foundation-building monks will be of little help to you two and are dispensable."

The master of the Blood Shadow Cave snorted coldly: "You and I are both the leaders of the Six Cave Sect, so we can help each other. So, how about the reward?"

The poisonous scorpion cave master swung his scorpion tail and threw out two things.

One is a bloody magic stone the size of a fist, and the other is a machine carriage.

"The Nascent Soul level blood evil magic stone, not bad, not bad." The master of the Blood Shadow Cave put away the magic stone and was very satisfied.

The master of the Devil's Heart Cave said displeasedly: "Poisonous Scorpion, you just want to send me away with a magic weapon-level machine carriage? Do you know that you are provoking me and insulting me?"

The Poisonous Scorpion Cave Master smiled sweetly: "How dare you, little sister. Second brother Moxin, look carefully. This machine carriage appears to be a magic weapon, but in fact it is a magic weapon level. It is just disguised very cleverly."

"Back then, we plotted against the Ning family and confiscated a large amount of their belongings. We all misjudged it. This machine carriage was used as a weapon and rewarded."

"One time, I accidentally discovered the mystery of this mechanical carriage, so I designed to kill the disciple and seized this thing."

"Second brother Mo Xin, hasn't your son Lin You been plotting against the pale elephant?"

"This is not good."

"The new elephant king is very defensive. The enemy is approaching. We must unite the white-tusked elephants."

"Lin You is a pushy boy who just wants a mount to show off his power. With this machine carriage and a few modifications, he will definitely be satisfied."

The Demon Heart Cave Master then showed a smile, reached out and put away the machine compartment.

"Okay, You'er has indeed been quite noisy these days."

"Poisonous Scorpion, you are determined."

The Poisonous Scorpion Cave Master smiled sweetly: "Second brother, as long as you are satisfied!"

The master of the Blood Shadow Cave snorted coldly: "Poisonous Scorpion, you spent a small amount of money to achieve great things, I admire you."

Among the dragons in the trap, Ning Zhuo was so angry that he was shaking all over!

He recognized that the machine carriage was exactly the one his mother had described to him as a ride that would be convenient for raising a fetus.

"Could it be that my mother's tire became infected just because this carriage was robbed and she traveled a long distance?"

"The poisonous scorpion and the devil's heart!"

"Six-hole faction!"

"I swear, I will take back the engine compartment!"

Just when Ning Zhuo made up his mind, the master of Devil's Heart Cave suddenly showed a strange look on his face.

The Nascent Soul level demon cultivator said: "That's not right."

"What?" the Blood Shadow Cave Master asked.

The Poisonous Scorpion Cave Master smiled and said: "If the second brother is not satisfied, the little sister can also give me something more."

However, the Demon Heart Cave Master looked solemn and shook his head slowly: "I ate these hearts, but they felt like foreign bodies, as if they were mixed with something."

Having said this, he immediately activated the spell.

For a time, the demonic energy overflowed, radiating the entire hall, and conducting powerful reconnaissance.

Investigation was fruitless.

The master of the Demonic Heart Cave triggered another spell.

The demonic energy surged like a huge wave, causing the entire hall to shake.

In the dragon head cabin, Sun Lingtong gritted his teeth and was so nervous that he was sweating all over.

Outside the cabin, Ning Zhuo's trap ring suddenly tightened.

"Not good!"

"Boss, run quickly!!"

Ning Zhuo shouted subconsciously.

Hearing Ning Zhuo's voice, Sun Lingtong was shocked. Before his mind could react, his body moved first, and he immediately activated the Wandering Dragon and ran towards the outside of the palace.

Bang!

The next moment, the door of the main hall slammed shut.

The Demon Heart Cave Master laughed loudly, his momentum suddenly rose, and he slowly stood up like a giant standing tall on the sky and on the ground.

The red clouds in his eyes spun faster, and his invisible vision firmly locked the Wanli Wandering Dragon.

"Hahaha, rats are so brave to spy on my Liudong Sect!"

"Die all of them!!"

The devilish heart in his body suddenly jumped.

In the trap, Ning Zhuo and Sun Lingtong both spurted blood.

At the critical moment of life and death, the dragon wandering thousands of miles fled into the void.

The Blood Shadow Cave Master's blood light followed closely behind, hitting the machine dragon's body and quickly dyeing the dragon's body red.

Run away!

The hair on Sun Lingtong's body stood on end, and there was only this one thought in his mind.

As for Ning Zhuo, his heart almost burst and he fell to the ground and passed out.