Seeking Immortality

Looking at the mutated beasts around him opening their bloody mouths and biting at him, all he could see was a terrifying black. But Xu Qingfan was calm and did not move, because he wanted to test the strength of these mutated beasts through the defensive formation he arranged.

Although the defensive formation arranged by Xu Qingfan was only the lowest level, the formation was the crystallization of the wisdom of countless cultivators for thousands of years, so it was mysterious. Even the lowest level of defensive formation could withstand three or four full-strength attacks from cultivators in the late stage of fasting.

But the result surprised Xu Qingfan.

When these mutant beasts rushed to three feet around Xu Qingfan, a burst of white light suddenly appeared. It was the protective light of the defensive formation that blocked the attacks of the mutant beasts around. Under the strong rebound force, these mutant beasts flew back and collided with the beasts behind them. For a while, the formation of the beasts was in chaos.

Although the first wave of attacks from the mutant beasts was successfully prevented, the defensive formation also experienced a strong vibration under the impact of these beasts. After blocking the attacks of the beasts, the white light emitted by the formation seemed to be much weaker. Obviously, a lot of spiritual energy was consumed in the resistance just now. Seeing this scene, Xu Qingfan couldn't help but frown slightly. Judging from the attack intensity, these mutant beasts actually have the strength of cultivators at the Qi Refining Stage. And with so many of them, this defensive formation can't hold out for long.

What puzzled Xu Qingfan was that although these beasts could dominate the Southern Wilderness before, it was because they were used to living in groups and there were so many of them. The strength of a single beast did not seem to be very strong. Even some mortals who practiced martial arts diligently could kill them. But what exactly made them so strong now?

Just as Xu Qingfan frowned and thought. A sharp eagle cry sounded, and when the beasts on the ground fell into chaos, the mutated iron-winged eagles in the sky swooped down from the sky to attack Xu Qingfan. For a moment, the wings of the mutant iron-winged eagle blocked the afterglow of the setting sun, and the light was dim, as if under a dark cloud.

Seeing this scene, Xu Qingfan knew that the protective formation beside him could not last long, so he snorted softly, and suddenly a green cloud appeared under his feet, carrying Xu Qingfan quickly into the air, and immediately broke away from the protection of the formation, and rushed towards the swooping mutant iron-winged eagle, without any fear on his face.

Although this was equivalent to giving up the defensive formation, he could only face the threat of the mutant iron-winged eagle in the air, which was undoubtedly much easier to deal with.

When he was about to come into contact with the swooping mutant iron-winged eagle, Xu Qingfan suddenly flicked his ten fingers, and countless bright red explosive flames emerged from Xu Qingfan's fingertips, and shot towards the mutant iron-winged eagle in front of Xu Qingfan, followed by explosions. After the explosion, the broken petals and black feathers kept falling from the air, which looked sad and heroic.

With the Exploding Flame Flower opening the way, Xu Qingfan finally opened a path from the siege of the mutant iron-winged eagles in the air. Seeing that a ray of light finally appeared in the black in front of him, Xu Qingfan did not stop and flew to the higher sky through this exit with the "Three-foot Green Silk".

After flying over the mutant iron-winged eagle, Xu Qingfan's finger gestures changed again, and countless black "love flowers" emerged from his fingers and floated down to his feet. For a moment, it seemed that a black flower rain fell under Xu Qingfan's feet, and the scene was extremely beautiful.

Unfortunately, these mutant beasts could not understand the splendor in front of them. After a brief confusion, the mutant iron-winged eagles readjusted their formation and rushed towards Xu Qingfan above their heads, ignoring the black flowers that were falling towards them. Finally, the black "love flowers" and the black mutant iron-winged eagle collided with each other. After the "love flowers" shattered, the white "love mist" immediately filled Xu Qingfan's feet. The mutant iron-feathered eagles in the white "love fog" felt their bodies become paralyzed and could no longer control their wings. They fell heavily from the air to the ground, and none of them could rush to the three feet under Xu Qingfan's feet.

Seeing that the bodies of these mutant beasts were still paralyzed by the "love fog", Xu Qingfan breathed a sigh of relief. These mutant beasts were much easier to deal with.

Thinking so in his heart, Xu Qingfan's hands did not stop at all. Countless "love flowers" continued to appear from between his fingers, and then continued to fall to the ground with the wind, and fell around the bodies of the mutant beasts on the ground. Suddenly, the ground under Xu Qingfan's feet was shrouded by the white "love fog".

Xu Qingfan controlled the "three-foot green silk" and stood quietly in the air dozens of feet high, silently watching the "love fog" raging under his feet. After a long time, the cool breeze of the southern wasteland finally blew away the white "love fog", and the scene that had been blocked by the fog on the ground finally appeared in front of Xu Qingfan.

On the desolate land of the Southern Wasteland, countless black mutant beasts fell down, as if the land was all black. The intermittent roars of the beasts made the Southern Wasteland look even more desolate and mysterious.

Seeing that these mutant beasts were all subdued by him, Xu Qingfan smiled slightly and controlled the "Three-foot Green Silk" to fly quickly towards the ground. When he was nearly ten feet away from landing, Xu Qingfan stopped descending and kept circling over the heads of the mutant beasts that fell on the ground.

"Huh?" Xu Qingfan muttered in surprise after searching for a long time: "Where did that person go just now? He was not among these beasts."

After searching for two more times, Xu Qingfan still couldn't find the mysterious man with a strange temperament, so he had no choice but to give up. But he was extremely confused in his heart about how this mysterious man disappeared. You must know that Xu Qingfan had been standing in mid-air observing the scene under his feet. If the mysterious man wanted to escape, he should have been able to find it.

"Could this guy be able to teleport?" Thinking of this, Xu Qingfan couldn't help but feel funny about his own thoughts. You must know that the Taoist technique of "teleport" is only a legendary thing, and even masters in the Mahayana stage may not be able to do it.

Pressing down the surprise in his heart, Xu Qingfan ducked down from the "Three Zhang Qing Ling" and landed on the ground. He turned over the body of a mutated beast. Regardless of its struggle and roar, he slowly input the spiritual energy into his body and began to carefully observe the beast. The situation inside the mutated beast comes. Xu Qingfan was very curious as to why these beasts could mutate into what they are now.

As the spiritual energy continued to circulate and explore the mutated beast's body, Xu Qingfan's expression gradually became serious, as if he had encountered something very scary and incredible. As if unsure, Xu Qingfan probed the bodies of several mutated beasts one after another, but the results were exactly the same, and his face couldn't help but look ugly.

"'Nine Transformations of Demonization'!! It turned out to be 'Nine Transformations of Demonization'!!" Xu Qingfan said with a bitter smile: "Demon cultivator, is that person just now a demon cultivator? Is it possible that the demon cultivator who has disappeared for nearly ten thousand years has returned? Is it going to show up?”

The "Nine Transformations of Demonization" is exactly the method used by demon cultivators to refine demonic weapons.

In ancient times, there was no distinction between those who cultivated immortals and those who cultivated demons. Monks were collectively called Taoists. But I don’t know when, a talented monk was no longer satisfied with the slow progress of his Taoism, and began to plunder the blood essence and soul of mortals, combining it with the filthy air of heaven and earth to enhance his cultivation. Since he began to practice this technique, this monk's spiritual practice has indeed increased dramatically, and he became one of the most powerful monks at that time in just a hundred years. This monk was also called the "Demon Ancestor" by later generations, and this kind of Kung Fu was called the Demon Dao Kung Fu.

As this method spread, many monks could not resist the temptation of a sharp increase in their Taoism. They worshiped the "Demon Ancestor" as their teacher, started practicing this demonic method, and called themselves "Devil Cultivators". It was the darkest period since mankind claimed to dominate the vast land of China. Demon cultivators unscrupulously plundered mortals in the world, stripping out their souls and blood essence to enhance their own strength and refine some evil magic weapons. In less than a hundred years, the human population in the vast land of China has been reduced by half! ! Mortal people live in panic all day long, not knowing whether they will be alive next moment. There are often rumors of three or two demon cultivators working together to destroy a city.

However, although this kind of skill is mysterious and can be practiced very quickly, it is not tolerated by orthodox monks. Because mortals are the foundation of cultivators, if every cultivator practices this kind of practice, then mankind will not be far from destruction. What's more important is that since practicing this technique requires combining the filthy air between heaven and earth, the temperament of demon cultivators will change drastically after they have achieved some success. Although they will not lose their mind, their temperament will change. Weird and evil. This is something that orthodox monks cannot tolerate. Then, as some demon cultivators discovered that the essence, blood and souls of monks were more helpful to them, they began to kill other cultivators crazily. The orthodox cultivators finally couldn't bear it anymore and began to unite to fight against the demon cultivators. He began to call himself an "immortal cultivator" to the outside world.

From then on, the monks began to split into two completely different camps. Then came the war that lasted for hundreds of years. In the end, as the Demon Ancestor was killed by the Immortal Cultivators in the Black Emperor Mountain, the failure of the Demon Cultivators was officially announced. But although the immortal cultivators won, it was only a tragic victory. According to the "History of Immortal Cultivators", after the war that lasted for hundreds of years ended, nine out of ten immortal cultivators also died in the battle.

It was the most tragic period of human history.

Since then, the demon cultivator has never appeared again. Unexpectedly, after so many years, Xu Qingfan would encounter traces of the demon cultivator again in the southern wilderness.

"It seems that I have to end my relationship here as soon as possible, and then report these things to the teacher." Xu Qingfan frowned and thought.

Thinking of this, Xu Qingfan made the "Three Zhang Qing Ling" rise into the air, and then his fingers changed one after another, and countless explosive flame flowers formed between his fingers, falling towards the densely packed mutated beasts on the ground, and then the roar was accompanied by the wails of the beasts. They rang out one after another and quickly killed all the beasts on the ground. Because Xu Qingfan knew that if he didn't do this, these mutated beasts would once again cause harm to the world after the "Love Mist" effect passed, and he would not tolerate his mercy.

As the smoke cleared, Xu Qingfan confirmed that none of these mutated beasts survived, and then he did not stop, and made the "Three Zhang Qingling" fly quickly into the distance, which was the location of Xujiazhai.

With Xu Qingfan's departure, the peace of the past returned to the edge of the Southern Wilderness. Only the mutilated corpses of beasts on the ground silently told of the tragic battles that had taken place here.

Suddenly, a pile of beast limbs began to squirm, and then a heavily injured mutated blood wolf crawled out of the pile of corpses. He ignored his injured body and just glanced at Xu Qingfan silently with cold eyes as he left. direction.

After a long time, the wolf suddenly had a thick purple mist all over its body. When the mist dissipated, it strangely turned into a human figure. This person was nearly ten feet tall, with dark skin and a vivid purple flame pattern on his forehead. It was the mysterious man Xu Qingfan had just seen.

"Southern Wasteland is the Southern Wasteland of the Jiuli Clan."

After saying this coldly, the mysterious man also staggered away into the distance.