My Immortal Cultivation Simulation

After Wen Ren Yaoyao left, Lu Qi still immersed himself in cultivation every day.

Although there are no more materials, Lu Qi still left some blood demon pills. It is also possible to learn spiritual skills and techniques through the blood demon pills.

After all, no materials are needed to improve these things.

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Four days later, outside Xiaoxi Village.

A flying boat sailed across the sky and slowly arrived at an area not far from Xiaoxi Village.

On the flying boat, standing at the front was a black-haired old man. He stood with his hands behind his hands and a gloomy look in his eyes.

Beside the old man, a young man said respectfully: "Elder Wang, Deacon Li and their teams lost contact in this area. We later sent several teams to investigate, but they all disappeared. "

Elder Wang narrowed his eyes with cold eyes: "A bunch of trash! It's because of you that the war has been delayed, and this area has not yet been conquered."

The young man looked horrified and said, "Please forgive me, Elder Wang!"

"The punishment after the war will be decided by the master at that time. Just wish yourself well."

The young man and others looked a little pale and did not dare to say anything.

Elder Wang glanced around, and finally looked at the small stream village in the distance, and said: "Go to that small mortal village and ask, maybe they know something."

"yes!"

The flying boat flew towards the direction of Xiaoxi Village.

Just when the flying boat was more than ten kilometers away from Xiaoxi Village, the spiritual energy suddenly fluctuated, and white formations appeared in the sky.

The next moment, thick gray fog emerged, covering the entire sky in an instant.

Seeing the fog covering the sky, Elder Wang and others' expressions changed.

Elder Wang's spiritual energy circulated around his body, and a bloody token appeared around him. There were wisps of blood flashing on his body. He looked at the gray-white mist, his eyes full of solemnity: "Formation? How can this kind of barren mountains and ridges... Will there be a formation?"

Others also looked confused, obviously not knowing.

Elder Wang squinted his eyes, looked at the mist warily, and then whispered to himself: "...Is this the miasma formation? No... the miasma formation is not so powerful, an improved version of the miasma formation? Is that formation master here? "

At this moment, a whistling sound broke through the air. I'm afraid the sharp sword energy is coming from all directions.

Elder Wang has the highest level of cultivation and is a monk in the golden elixir realm. His expression changed and he quickly reminded: "Be careful!"

As he spoke, streaks of white sword light broke through the fog and shot toward the flying boat.

Elder Wang's face was sharp, and the seal method was activated. The bloody token suddenly grew in size and turned into a shield to resist in front of him.

Clang, clang, clang! !

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and streaks of white sword light shattered.

The other young monks were not so powerful. They widened their eyes, exploded with all their strength, and while their spiritual energy was flowing, they used their unique skills and magic weapons to resist the sword light with great difficulty.

"ah!!"

"ah!"

Screams continued to sound, and more than a dozen weak foundation-building monks were unable to withstand the dense sword light and died on the spot.

When Elder Wang saw this, his expression was extremely ugly. He took out a golden talisman, and a look of distress flashed in his eyes. This was a high-grade gold-yuan shield talisman in the Golden Core realm, and it was worth a lot of money!

But now is no longer the time to feel distressed. Elder Wang gritted his teeth. After inputting spiritual energy, the talisman was activated, and a golden shield suddenly enveloped the small flying boat.

The sword light shot on the shield outside the flying boat, causing ripples, but was successfully resisted.

Seeing this scene, many foundation-building monks breathed a sigh of relief, with a look of fear on their faces.

Elder Wang looked around, his eyes solemn, he clasped his fists and said loudly: "I wonder which formation master is here? I'm Wang Nian of the Demon Spirit Sect, please forgive me for disturbing you! Wang took his disciples away immediately !”

Although this formation did not pose much of a threat to Wang Nian, it was indeed an extremely dangerous area for a monk in the foundation-building realm. In this dense rain of swords, it was difficult for him to protect all his disciples.

What's more, this flying boat is worth a lot of money, and there are only a few of them in the entire Demon Spirit Sect. If it is destroyed, he will inevitably be punished.

Wang Nian was not sure how strong this formation master was and did not dare to anger the opponent too much.

I am afraid that all the disciples who disappeared before were killed by these formations.

Thinking of this, Wang Nian's heart sank slightly.

If you leave this time, you will have to bring more powerful people with you next time you come.

While Wang Nian was thinking, there was silence within the formation, and no one responded.

Gradually, Wang Nian's face turned gloomy. He had already announced his home status, but he didn't even respond? !

Wang Nian's cold voice sounded: "Your Excellency, you are a little too contemptuous, right? Do you really think that Wang can't break this formation?!"

There was still no response, only the sound of sword light falling on Jinyuan Shield could not be heard.

Seeing this, Wang Nian stopped talking and shouted low. The token floating in front of him suddenly exploded, and the blood-colored spiritual energy flowed out of the shield range like a sharp sword.

The next moment, the bloody spiritual energy surged, the token and the spiritual energy sword energy collided, a roar sounded, and the aftermath was raging.

The spiritual energy sword light was only the power of the foundation-building realm. Facing the token, it was constantly being shattered. Wang Nian felt the flow of spiritual energy with his heart.

After a moment, a stern look flashed in his eyes: "Found it!"

He squeezed the sword secret with his hand, and the token turned into a bloody rainbow, shooting towards a place in the mist.

boom! ! !

A roar sounded, and after a moment, the mist slowly dissipated, and the spiritual sword light also weakened a lot.

"Hmph!" Wang Nian sneered, and controlled the token to fly to another area again.

Boom boom boom! !

The roar sounded continuously, and gradually, the array pattern in the sky slowly dissipated, the mist retreated, and the spiritual sword light disappeared.

Wang Nian took back the token, and his eyes swept over it, and saw that there were many traces of destruction in the forest, and in the center of these traces, there were pieces of array flags.

The group of foundation-building cultivators on the side saw that the array was broken, and they immediately showed a surprised smile.

"It's worthy of Elder Wang."

"Elder Wang is mighty!"

Wang Nian chuckled triumphantly, then looked at the young man on the side, and said: "Go down and bring up those pieces of array flags!"

The young man was stunned, showing a trace of fear, but he still responded when he noticed Wang Nian's gaze: "...Yes!"

The young man flew down the flying boat and soon came to the destroyed forest, found a few broken array flags, and then brought the array flags onto the flying boat.

Back on the flying boat, the young man breathed a sigh of relief and quickly handed the formation flag to Wang Nian with a smile: "Elder Wang, here's what you want."

Wang Nian nodded expressionlessly, took the formation flag and looked at it.

And soon, Wang Nian was stunned, looking at the formation flag with some astonishment: "This material is the fur and bones of the white ape? Isn't the white ape a demon beast in the early stage of foundation building? Just such simple materials can be used to refine such a powerful formation?"

Wang Nian was a little shocked. The materials of the formation are not so simple. They need sufficient spiritual energy to nourish.

The more powerful the formation, the more precious the materials required.

Although the previous formation was not a big threat to him, it was almost a sure kill for the foundation-building cultivators, and its power was close to the golden elixir realm.

Just such ordinary materials can be used to refine such a powerful formation? !

This method can be called turning decay into magic.

Who is the formation master here? !

Even Wang Nian was a little nervous at this moment.

If there is a more powerful formation ahead, even he may not be able to escape unscathed.

Should we leave?

Wang Nian's face changed, and he hesitated.

When the others heard what Wang Nian said, they looked at Wang Nian in shock.

"The formation made of the fur and bones of the white ape? It is so powerful?!"

"Are you kidding me? I can beat ten white apes by myself! Are the materials on it so powerful?!"

"..."

All the disciples of the Demon Spirit Sect were a little bit unbelievable at this moment.

Wang Nian was silent for a while, then gritted his teeth and planned to move forward.

He was still quite confident in his own strength. Facing a more powerful formation, he thought he could save his life.

The most important thing was that he had to understand what was ahead first, so that he could bring enough strong men to suppress the cultivators who set up the formation next time and not give them any chance to counterattack.

Just as Wang Nian was thinking about this, a green rainbow light suddenly passed through the sky.

The rainbow light stopped in front of the flying boat and turned into a handsome young cultivator, who was Lu Qi.

Lu Qi was originally practicing in seclusion at home, and suddenly he felt that the formation he arranged on the periphery was destroyed.

He was a little depressed. He was practicing well, but someone actually destroyed his formation?

The person who could destroy his formation must have almost reached the Jindan realm. Although the power of the formation inside was stronger, it might not be able to resist it. On the contrary, it would affect the normal life of the villagers in Xiaoxi Village. Lu Qi thought about it and felt that he should come out to see it himself.

So, Lu Qi came over.

Seeing the flying boat and the cultivator wearing a black robe with blood patterns on the flying boat, Lu Qi raised his eyebrows: "From the Demon Spirit Sect?"

Originally, Lu Qi did not know the cultivators of the Demon Spirit Sect. After all, he had only seen some of the cultivators when he went out before, and there were still a large number of cultivators that he had not seen.

However, during the time he was in seclusion in Xiaoxi Village, he did meet a group of cultivators who wanted to attack the formation, and many of them were disciples of the Demon Spirit Sect.

This was also introduced to him by Wen Ren Yaoyao.

Of course, Lu Qi didn't care much. After all, they attacked the formation by themselves. If they left earlier, they wouldn't die there.

But he didn't expect that someone from the Demon Spirit Sect would come to his door.

Lu Qi felt a little overwhelmed. Sure enough, his place seemed to be not far from the border.

While Lu Qi was thinking, Wang Nian and other Demon Spirit Sect monks were also looking at Lu Qi. After seeing Lu Qi, Wang Nian narrowed his eyes and a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes.

A cultivator in the foundation building realm? His aura is not weak. He is probably a genius.

He took a deep breath, then smiled and said slowly: "My friend, are you the disciple of the master of formation who lives in seclusion here?"