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Chapter 593 another world demon

Knowing that Lan Ning really came to the market, Brother Cheng didn't want to stay here for another second.

He just wanted to run to her as fast as he could.

The native aborigines of the Ruins Realm call themselves the Xuan Clan.

Although they are all cultivating profound strength, similar to the distinction between immortals and demons above, there are also different directions of cultivation later on.

Therefore, it is divided into four main tribes: Jinxuan, Yinxuan, Heixuan, and Bai Xuan.

Among them, the Bai Xuan clan is not so repulsive to the fallen immortals.

Following their guidance, Brother Cheng flew all the way there.

This celestial power consumption is indeed not small, but fortunately he has enough medicine pills now, and there are tens of thousands of bottles of the ninth-grade elixir alone.

If Xieyang Devil Emperor and others knew about this reserve, I wonder if they would let him go...

There are no sects like the Immortal World in the Ruins Realm. The members of the four clans all cultivated themselves in their respective villages and city walls at the beginning.

After becoming an adult, you can participate in the selection and enter the temple of your clan.

Over there, you can learn more profound mysteries.

After repairing to a certain level, you can fly to the upper level.

Brother Cheng hasn't even started yet, but if he wants to get started, he must first form a profound soul in his body.

Only in this way can one absorb the inexhaustible profound energy from the outside world, temper the profound soul within the body, and thus increase the profound power Realm.

And according to the introduction of Xieyang Devil Emperor and others, there is a shortcut to forming a mysterious soul.

Some large villages and walls of the four ethnic groups have accumulating soul pools, which are helpful for beginners to condense profound souls.

It's just that they don't have the qualifications in this area. Although they also broke into the Accumulating Pond, they still haven't formed a profound soul.

This is also the biggest difficulty for stuck immortals.

Once they can also form a profound soul, they will practice much faster than the locals.

After all, the previous practice experience is there, and one method can be used to master Wanfa.

Brother Cheng likes taking shortcuts the most.

However, just as he flew out of the range of the mountains, a dozen young men and women suddenly appeared in front of him.

But seeing this group of people wearing exquisite light armor with hollow patterns, the significance of decoration seems to be greater than the significance of actual combat.

Brother Cheng sensed their Realm, without any Xianli or Spirit Power.

From Immortal World's point of view, they are just ordinary people.

But now this group of people is also floating in the air.

Obviously, they are pure Xuan people.

And judging from the white patterns on their foreheads, they are also members of the Bai Xuan tribe. After all, this is the mark that can only be formed after practicing the Bai Xuan tribe's Cultivation Technique.

"Hahaha, fellow daoists of the Bai Xuan clan, hello!"

This brother has no self-consciousness of a foreigner, he waved his hand as soon as he went up, and asked naturally: "Have you ever heard of a person named Lan Yi, is she still on this floor?"

This question almost confused the group of Bai Xuan cultivators opposite.

They stay here and have seen the group of immortals in the valley, Devil Cultivator, many times.

When was it not tit for tat, full of hostility, vigilant against each other, and never communicated?

This is the first time that a fairy is so familiar.

The tall and slender young woman in the center was dressed in blue hollowed-out light armor, and her beautiful face became heroic because of this.

She came out more and more, and a strange weapon that looked like a Sophie was slashed down in her hand, and an extremely cold ice edge was formed around out of thin air.

"go back!"

She stared at Jiang Cheng with undisguised hostility in her eyes.

"Where are you going?"

Brother Cheng was still wondering, didn't he agree that the Bai Xuan clan didn't reject immortals so much?

A male cultivator beside the woman said coldly: "You group of another world demons, don't cross the line!"

Others also scolded: "If you dare to step out of Meteor Mountain, it will be regarded as a declaration of war!"

"Go back soon!"

"Dare to invade the territory of my Bai Xuan clan, I will die!"

Brother Cheng was dumbfounded.

There is no way, he communicated with Xieyang Devil Emperor and others for a short time, and it is impossible to know the whole situation here.

After the group of immortals retreated into the deep mountains and wild forests, the four clans wanted to eliminate this group of 'foreign enemies'.

The problem is, they can't.

Xieyang Devil Emperor created a Minor World with weak immortal power in that valley, enough to protect itself.

These local Xuan tribes attacked several times, losing troops and losing generals, and finally had to retreat to the periphery for surveillance.

And the immortals inside couldn't stay away from this mountain.

They don't have the elixir and celestial grass to last, so they can't last.

Excessive consumption of immortal power will affect the foundation and longevity, so they can only hide in these mountains.

In the end, the two sides formed a weird confrontational balance.

The four clans acquiesced that this area was the domain of 'another world demon', and gave it an inauspicious name - Meteor Immortal Mountain.

And the immortals also live a Buddhist life isolated from the world, and there are no treasures that they can use in the outside world anyway.

These young men and women are all the elites of the Bai Xuan clan temple.

Although the two sides have lived in peace for tens of millions of years, the memory of the invasion hundreds of millions of years ago will not be easily erased.

Every year, the four major temples send a group of elites to monitor the another world demons in the Meteor Mountain to prevent another invasion.

For them, this is a task that Sacred cannot afford.

Is it possible to carry the safety of the whole world on your shoulders?

The Bai Xuan tribe is not that exclusive, but compared to the other three tribes, it is actually impossible to treat immortals as their own.

Brother Cheng is not in the mood to tangle with them, he is in a hurry to get down to business.

"Have you never heard of blue catkins?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about!"

"Demons die!"

The group of temple disciples in the back with the "Sacred Mission" couldn't help but take the initiative to attack Brother Cheng.

The face of the leading woman changed, and she quickly shouted: "Stop!"

She is not stupid, the task of the temple is to monitor, not to kill.

The reason is simple, the immortals inside are stronger than the locals before their immortal power is exhausted.

To act rashly is often courting death.

But it was too late for her to shout, Brother Cheng had already fallen into the siege.

Hong Juejian shook slightly, and joined hands with the first disciple.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a burst of disbelief.

The incomparably rich fire-element power emanated from the opponent's strange weapon. In terms of purity, it was actually close to the heart of the fire-element rules.

It's just that the strength has been weakened countless times!

At most, it is at the Golden Immortal level.

This is impossible in Immortal World, the purity of this kind of flame power, even the Quasi Emperor is difficult to achieve.

Could this be the special effect brought about by profound strength?

Bang!

The two weapons clashed in close combat, and the Hongjue Sword of Sect Leader Jiang did not burst out with terrifying regular power on the surface.

However, the temple disciple flew out backwards.

There is no way, this brother originally placed the Realm there.

He is full of immortal power in his body now, but it is not the group of sick cats who are exhausted.

Even if you can't use fairy souls and rules, it's not something that a mere Golden Immortal can shake.

Before the group of temple disciples could cry out in surprise, Hong Juejian spun lightly on the spot, and without even using much strength, a large circle of people flew upside down.

Crash!

Broken weapons fell to the ground.

The whole scene is like beating a kindergarten kid.

(end of this chapter)