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"Zhenjun is joking, our Thirty-six Demon Caves will indeed cooperate with each other when encountering foreign enemies, but it is impossible to ventilate the air in advance when accepting external tasks."

The black-robed monk felt bitter in his heart, fearing that he would be stabbed if he answered incorrectly.

He scolded who knows which devil's cave was not clean from beginning to end, and thus attracted such a vicious person.

"I don't have the patience to judge the relationship between you. Either I can tell you some valuable information, or I can get it myself..."

The thunderous sword light had locked onto the two of them, and Bai Zichen's voice was cold and without any fluctuation.

In eleven of the twelve months of the bitter sea, there are strong winds and sandstorms. What was a safe route yesterday may become a death trap today.

Even if he has a map of the locations of the thirty-six demon caves in his hand and has enough strength to resist the strong wind and sandstorm, the constantly changing route will definitely greatly affect the time it takes him to find each demon cave.

In the devil's cave, there is no daylight and lack of spiritual energy, so it is impossible to set up a large formation.

At most, you can use the natural terrain and arrange a few restrictions, which can still be of some use against the Danjie monks.

But in front of True Monarch Nascent Soul, he is just like paper. No matter how arrogant the demon cultivator is, he will not think that he can block the attack of Nascent Soul cultivator.

"From the outside, the Thirty-Six Devil's Caves in the Sea of ​​Bitterness all have the same name. In fact, we have clear distinctions internally."

The black-robed monk on the left took off his hood, and turned out to be a female monk with a bloodless face and waist-length silver hair. Her facial features were somewhat ferocious and her brows were frosty.

She spoke very quickly, fearing that if she was slow for a moment, she would be mistaken for hesitating and concealing something.

The frightening and terrifying pressure allowed only two alchemy monks in the field to stand still, while the rest of the monks were swaying around, all in a state of utter confusion.

According to the intelligence, this True Lord Bai has disappeared for decades. As the most famous Master Jiedan in the Northern Territory in the past thousand years, the outside world has always paid extremely high attention to him.

Many people speculated that he was hiding and secretly embarked on the road to transform into an infant, waiting for enough savings to trigger a catastrophe.

This appearance is already in the Nascent Soul realm, which proves this guess.

But his strength is not at all like that of a new Nascent Soul cultivator, and the pressure brought by many long-standing True Lords is much greater.

As a demon envoy, the silver-haired female cultivator has seen at least as many Nascent Soul Lords as she can count.

But no one, like Bai Zichen, gave her a sense of near-desperate oppression. They didn't even have the courage to resist, so they could only cooperate throughout the process.

The technique she practices is unique in terms of spiritual warning. It is precisely because of this that she has escaped many disasters and has lived and practiced in a place like the boundless sea of ​​suffering until today.

"The Thirty-six Demon Caves can be divided into the Outer Eighteen Demon Caves and the Inner Eighteen Demon Caves. The personnel composition and behavior styles are very different... Take me as an example. My ancestor was a disciple of the Hunyuan Sect. After the sect was destroyed, various forces After chasing down the remnants of the Hunyuan Sect, I escaped into the Boundless Sea of ​​Bitterness. For me, the Boundless Sea of ​​Bitterness is my home, and I have lived and grown up here. Many fellow Taoists in the Outer Eighteen Devil's Cave have had similar experiences to me, or they are monks who were born and raised in the Boundless Sea of ​​Bitterness. Or they are from a side sect or even from the righteous path, and come to the sea of ​​suffering to seek a living in order to avoid their enemies. They are not evil cultivators who do all kinds of evil and change their color after hearing about it as rumored by the outside world."

"The Eighteen Demonic Caves within are more in line with the world's impression. Each demonic envoy was once a notorious alchemy cultivator, and came to the sea of ​​suffering after doing evil deeds that made people angry. Working for outside forces, pretending to be robbing cultivators, burning, killing, and looting is It's a common thing... if True Lord's disciples disappear, it's very likely that they did it."

Descendants of Hunyuan Sect?

Bai Zichen looked at the silver-haired female cultivator curiously. Hunyuan Sect can be regarded as the only sect in the history of the Northern Territory that can be called a super large sect.

Patriarch Hunyuan ascended to the gods with the help of the Great Wilderness Holy Body, created an unparalleled legacy, and became the overlord of the party at that time.

However, that was all in the Middle Ages, and the four Northern Kingdoms had not yet taken shape. It is hard to say whether they can be included in the history of the Northern Territory.

Because of the Great Wilderness Holy Body, he had been interested in Hunyuan Sect for a while, and went to check out the outcome of this glorious sect.

Patriarch Hunyuan was known as the number one physical practitioner in the Middle Ages, with extraordinary strength. Unfortunately, he failed to escape the exhaustion of his longevity and passed away sadly.

Without Jiahai Zijin Liang, the Hunyuan Sect first fell into civil strife. Several disciples of the Hunyuan Patriarch and their supporters fought together.

Later, external forces joined in, and the Hunyuan Sect became weaker and weaker, and eventually disappeared into history.

The super sect that controlled the entire Northern Territory at its peak has lost its glory with the passing of the founder of the sect, and now there is no Taoist tradition in the world of immortality.

The vicissitudes of the sea and the unpredictable changes are evident.

"I don't care about the distinction between inside and outside. I just want to know where to find Huo Feiyan the fastest."

"Nine Nether Cave, Ming Lei Cave, Pixiu Cave... Among the eighteen caves, these three families are the leaders. Even if they are not responsible, they will definitely know the inside story."

The silver-haired female nun didn't hesitate and spoke out several names fluently.

Friends who are dead Taoists are not dead Taoists, and the relationship between them is not harmonious, and there are often even conflicts.

Resources are scarce in the boundless sea of ​​suffering, and any small discovery can ignite conflicts and make each other unwilling to give in.

"Okay, I will go and verify it myself. If it is false, you two will only die, and your souls will not even have a chance to be reincarnated."

Bai Zichen casually shot two sword energy, piercing the collars of the two Jiedan masters, and then left with his sword.

"Don't think about making the sword energy disappear faster or changing clothes. I can detect it all the time... When I come back, I will still pass by you, or I will simply move away from the sea of ​​suffering."

"Congratulations to your true lord."

The two black-robed monks kowtowed together and did not dare to raise their heads until there was not even a ripple in the sky.

"Junior Sister Chen, why did you directly tell this person the locations of Jiuyou Cave, Minglei Cave and Pixiu Cave. These families are far more powerful than us. If they know that you revealed the inside story, I'm afraid they will be retaliated against. "

Another black-robed monk also took off his hood. He was a young man with feminine features and a hoarse voice.

"Let's wait and see if they can survive the hands of an angry Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator. This incident is probably their fault. They thought they could do whatever they wanted with the help of the natural chasm, but this time they obviously kicked the iron plate."

The silver-haired female cultivator smiled lightly, as bright as spring, dispelling half of her ferocious aura.

"It is impossible for just a few late-stage pill-forming monks to stop this murderous god... The Eighteen Demon Caves inside are different from us. There are even daring people who directly plunder ordinary and low-level monks from the outside world for use. Practicing magic... maybe after this incident, there will be fewer demon caves in the sea of ​​suffering."

"These three devil caves each have their own magical powers, especially the secret technique of the Nine Nether Cave's Wearisome Curse and Killing, which is very difficult to guard against. I heard that the Nascent Soul Lord once died at the hands of this technique."

The feminine black-robed monk was cautious and cautious, his eyes full of fear.

"This senior is unprepared. If he is hit by the Secret Technique of Weariness, it will be difficult for him to show his strength at the Nascent Soul Stage."

"It's just nonsense. Jiuyou Cave really has the power to curse and kill the True Monarch Nascent Soul. It will stay in the Sea of ​​Bitter Cave for hundreds of years. It has long gone out to explore."

The silver-haired female cultivator had a clear mind and felt that the strength of the Eighteen Demonic Cave was not as strong as rumored.

There are various strange rumors about how powerful the Eighteen Demonic Cave is, and they may be self-directed and acted in order to gain a reputation for being powerful and easy to do things.

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On the second day after Bai Zichen flew out, he encountered the famous strong wind. The sky became dark, and the huge rocks and sand on the ground were blown into the air.

With the strength of his body, the sharp wind that was like a knife cutting in front of him could not even break the fur.

It's just that he was in the strong wind and couldn't distinguish between up, down, left and right, so he could only stabilize his body.

"Don't run around now, lest you go in the opposite direction..."

After a few days, the Gangfeng gradually dissipated, revealing a completely different appearance from before.

There was clearly a flat land in front of me before, but now it formed a mound, as if someone had suddenly moved it over.

Bai Zichen finally understood why the Boundless Sea of ​​Bitterness had become a desert in the Northern Territory. Unless they really couldn't survive, few people entered it.

If his cultivation level is even one point lower and he doesn't have the magic weapon to withstand the strong wind, he might really be rolled into pieces.

The distribution map of the Thirty-Six Demon Caves in the Sea of ​​Bitterness that I have been holding in my hand is very important at this moment.

Bai Zichen went through all the obstacles and finally found Jiuyou Cave two months later.

"Who is coming? The passage ahead leading to the Jiuyou area is prohibited from entering without authorization!"

The four demonic monks held slender tokens and stopped the visitor who was not even prepared to hide his figure.

Bai Zichen raised his hand and flashed his sword in a circle, blocking all the magic power of the four acupoints.

He reached out and grabbed it again, and two disciples fell into his palm.

He activated Taiwu's soul-searching and soul-slaying technique, and read the past scenes like a fleeting glance. As the bodies of the two demonic monks twitched, memory fragments were passed on one after another.

Bai Zichen just wanted to get the result as quickly as possible, and the soul-searching spell reached its limit. The two of them twitched violently, foamed at the mouth and passed out.

Even if he could be saved, he would still be a half-dead person without consciousness or reaction.

The two were thrown away like old garbage bags, and two demon cultivators came over to search for souls. Another scene with similar content was obtained from the sea of ​​consciousness.

An old man with a broad body and a kind face came to Jiuyou Hall and placed a drop of water on the table.

"Bai Zichen of Qingfeng Sect has been missing for a long time. As long as you can discover the secret behind it and find out what he is doing now, these ten jellyfish orbs are the reward... If you can make enough noise in Black Mountain, Bai Zichen can take action , I will replenish you with twenty jellyfish orbs."

"Okay, but we need more information..."

The scene turned, and there were several pill-forming demon cultivators sitting at the top, and below them were the backbone of the Nine Nether Cave.

"All this failed to tempt Bai Zichen to take action. It seems that he has a ruthless and righteous temper, and he doesn't care about the lives of his fellow students at all. Or he is in an important moment of retreat and can't even spare a moment."

"Then wait for an opportunity to kidnap one of his disciples and see how he reacts."

The screen went dark again, and another person saw two pill-forming demon cultivators returning with a unconscious female cultivator.

This person's facial features were those of Huo Feiyan, who had disappeared for several years.

These foundation-building demon cultivators were all more or less involved in the plundering of Black Mountain, and other irrelevant memories were naturally ignored by him in fast forwarding.

"Okay, great, the first demon cave I chose hit the right target!"

Bai Zichen was a little confused as to why the soul lamp in his hand didn't react even if it was so close.

But filled with rage, he immediately activated the Ziwei Thunder Sword to transform into a dragon-like thunder light, roaring towards the Nine Nether Cave.

The demonic clouds of Yin Qi encountered on the way were all evaporated by the touch of the thunder, and they were not able to hinder him for even a moment.

The Ziwei Thunder Sword was brilliant, and the thunder and lightning dealt additional damage to evil monsters. The Nine Nether Cave melted like snow exposed to the sun.

One after another, the restrictions were swept away by the light of the thunder sword.

"Which senior came to Jiuyou Cave and made such a joke with us!"

A huge treasure umbrella was held up to protect the three Jiedan masters and they rushed out of the devil's cave. The thunder sword light failed to cut through them with one sword.

With the first strike, the umbrella cover was completely destroyed, leaving only the bare ribs.

The second sword, the seemingly light thunder sword light was pressed down, and the umbrella bones were broken.

The phantoms of monsters above shattered under the light of the sword, wailing and turning into blue smoke.

"A joke? Hand Huo Feiyan over, and I will spare your lives. I will only punish you by abolishing your cultivation!"

Bai Zichen recognized one of the pill-forming demon cultivators, who was the one who took Huo Feiyan away from the scene after searching his soul, and his voice turned cold.

It was just for the sake of the safety of his disciples that he did not let his murderous intention show up.

"Senior, must you have made a mistake? We don't know Huo Feiyan at all...could someone frame and frame Jiuyou Cave and pin the hat on us!"

The pill-forming demon cultivator had a cross scar on his forehead, which was extremely conspicuous and there was no possibility of admitting his mistake.

"I have already seen the picture from the souls of your monks in the sea of ​​consciousness, and you still want to deny it?"

Bai Zichen flicked his ten fingers, and the lightning turned into threads, and he was about to penetrate all the limbs of these three people.

With a flash of sword light, a pill-forming demon cultivator screamed, his hands and feet all exploded into a mist of blood, and he didn't even have the chance to fight back.

But Bai Zichen's body swayed, and thousands of fine needles seemed to be inserted into the sea of ​​​​consciousness, causing unspeakable pain.

"The blood soul is tired of defeating the curse and killing spell, hit!"

The leading pill-forming demonic cultivator stared angrily, and saw that all the foundation-building demonic cultivators behind him exploded into a ball of fuzzy flesh and blood.

Even the injured Dan Dan comrade beside him had his essence and blood sucked in, forming a killing character with extremely rich blood.

The large blood-colored characters flashed and appeared on Bai Zichen's back at some point, reflecting on his Taoist robe, as if they existed on his own.

"So what about True Monarch Nascent Soul? Every time I activate the blood-soul-weary curse-killing technique, I will kill hundreds of monks and burn a hundred years of my own life... But even if my cultivation level is one level higher than mine, I can still succeed in the curse-killing technique. Even if you kill me, you still can't break this curse."

The pill-forming demon cultivator laughed crazily and was extremely proud.

"The blood soul's disgust with the killing curse will haunt you for the rest of your life. The greatest genius in the Northern Territory will be drained of blood essence and become a walking corpse in just a few decades... How is that possible!"

The maniacal laughter suddenly stopped, and the man stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

The bright red word "kill" on Bai Zichen's back shone like stars as the bones on his shoulders, and was abruptly separated from his body.

The bloody word "kill" spun around in a circle, backfired on the caster, and swallowed him instantly, leaving only a piece of bloody skin in place.

Bai Zichen's eyes were cold, Ziwei's thunder sword shook, and the thunder roared towards the remaining demon cultivators.