Start with a blood-drinking sword and destroy the world of immortal cultivation

Ye Buwen came to the spiritual vein formation in the mountains behind the Shenshu City.

The spiritual vein formation is on a flat mountain, covering thousands of meters. The dense white formation patterns are engraved on the compacted and flat road surface, which makes the ground more mysterious.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth turned into an extremely obvious white mist and gathered from all sides, and then sank into the formation pattern.

The spiritual energy flows in the formation pattern like liquid.

The final direction of the flow is a pool of white water.

"True Venerable, this pool of water is spiritual water, which is a combination of extremely rich spiritual energy and water. Soaking in it can absorb a large amount of spiritual energy for recovery."

Ye Buwen nodded. It is indeed very rich in spiritual energy, which can quickly restore mana.

Thinking of this, he walked into the spiritual water to test the effect of the pool water.

The spiritual energy was drilling into his body. When the divine consciousness casually scooped out, it was a large amount of spiritual energy, comfortable and at ease.

However, this thing has a disadvantage. Recovering too quickly will reduce the quality of the cultivator's mana.

The mana of a cultivator is formed through careful practice of the exercises. After using it, the massive amount of spiritual energy rushing in can indeed fill the Dantian with mana.

But it must be difficult to refine it in such a short time.

For example, his Xuanjing mana is formed by smelting in the Xuansha furnace.

After using it, it is directly filled with spiritual power. The newly formed mana is definitely not comparable to the Xuanjing mana.

With repeated dilution, the power of mana will become weaker and weaker.

After all, fighting is a consumption behavior. It is normal to get tired the more you fight.

Although there are such shortcomings, it does not mean that this spiritual vein formation is useless. Fighting is a life-and-death fight. It is too happy to have the option of quickly replenishing spiritual power.

Compared with life, a little mana dilution is insignificant.

"It should take a lot of spirit stones to operate this formation."

Ye Buwen asked.

The formation cannot be effective in one stroke. There must be energy to drive it to operate.

"True Venerable, five high-grade spirit stones a day will do."

Five high-grade spirit stones are equivalent to 50,000 spirit stones, and the cost of driving is not small.

"Shenshu City does not have so many spirit stones to withstand such consumption."

"The nearest spirit stone vein is fifty miles away."

"Are there any talents who can mine in the group of people in the Southern Heaven Holy Land?"

Hong Yun's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly: "True Venerable, we are in the battle sequence, and there are no disciples who specialize in mining."

Ye Buwen nodded.

"I don't need this formation. If there is a battle, you can start it according to the situation."

"True Venerable, don't worry about the spirit stone problem. The spirit vein formation has a backup plan. It only needs 3,000 disciples in the middle stage of foundation building to provide spiritual power for the formation to operate."

Ye Buwen shook his head.

"I don't need it, that's all. Put more energy into dealing with powerful enemies. This city needs a large-scale spiritual weapon for city defense."

"True Venerable, it is currently being made. But there are too few talents in this area, and the production capacity cannot keep up. Moreover, when the city defense weapon is in motion, it is a spiritual stone swallowing machine, and there are still not enough spiritual stones in the city."

Hong Yun was somewhat helpless. This was a newly built city that was isolated and helpless, and it was a problem in all aspects to face the human-snake war.

Maybe one day in the future, Shenshu City will be breached, and they will not be able to escape the fate of being swallowed.

"Send half of the warrior army to the spiritual stone mine to build a protective station, and I will do the mining myself."

Ye Buwen arranged.

Then he got up and flew to the spiritual stone mine.

One minute later, Ye Buwen arrived at the spiritual stone mine.

A large number of precious spiritual medicines grow above the spiritual stone veins, and many monsters build nests here, a lively look.

It's a pity that today will become history.

Ye Buwen used the body of Xuanjing, and a huge milky white Dharma image appeared above the spiritual vein.

The appearance of the Dharma Image is the same as Ye Buwen, more than 70 meters tall, emitting a milky white halo.

Ye Buwen manipulated the Dharma Image and waved his hand, and the surrounding spiritual energy was instantly controlled.

Then the Dharma Image merged his hands, and the world shook at this moment.

The spiritual energy was boiling violently, and the overlapping huge strange sounds filled the world.

The ground suddenly shook and shook.

Two yellow mud mountains rose from the ground, getting higher and higher.

The mud in the middle moved to the mountains on both sides.

The vibration lasted for a long time, and the deepest part of the mountain reached a depth of one thousand meters underground.

At this depth, a small amount of milky white spiritual stone ore appeared from the soil.

The mountain was still getting higher and spreading to both sides.

Two steep mountains have already taken shape, more than a thousand meters high, turning into a natural barrier to protect the spiritual veins.

Until seeing a large number of huge spiritual stones appear, Ye Buwen stopped casting and digging.

This kind of casting that changes the world is really a bit of mana consumption.

The next step of mining and selecting spirit stones will be handed over to others.

Judging from the reserves of this small spirit stone mine, it is enough to support Shenshu City for a while.

Ye Buwen returned to Shenshu City, arranged the mining of spirit stone mines, and planned to go out to sea again to hunt the seventh-grade monster of the fierce snake clan.

Unfortunately, a powerful breath met him on the seashore of Haizhu Mountain Range.

Ye Buwen frowned and looked at the huge black snake body in front of him.

That was the strongest seventh-grade monster snake that chased him a few months ago.

Behind him, a large number of monster snakes covered the sea surface, rising and falling with the waves.

"Human race, finally found you."

The eyes of the Sky Poison God Lord were cold and vicious.

In order to hunt Ye Buwen, he had been chasing him for two months without catching up.

In the end, he decided not to look for him, but to set his sights on the newly built city of the human race.

He wanted to kill all the human race there and force Ye Buwen to defend himself.

Unexpectedly, Ye Buwen had already returned here.

Ye Buwen drew his knife.

"There's nothing good about looking for me. Let's see who lives and who dies."

The Sky Poison God was full of killing intent, and his body exuded a cold black light.

"Human race, what is your honorific title?"

"You who stirred up the blood rain in the territory of my fierce snake clan deserve my name to be remembered."

"And I, please remember my name of God, the God who killed you, the Sky Poison God."

Ye Buwen said contemptuously and indifferently: "I don't have an honorific title, and I don't want to tell you that my name doesn't need a corpse to remember."

"Humph~" The Sky Poison God snorted coldly and was angered.

It was naive for him to talk about respect with the enemy.

There was only a life-and-death fight on the battlefield.

Ye Buwen's blood rose from his body and summoned the Dharma of heaven and earth.

A milky white giant appeared, and the Sky Poison God's face sank.

After not seeing for a while, this human race has become a little stronger.

He really couldn't understand why this human race could fight him.

The body of God was in its infancy, not even as good as the weakest God Lord, and inferior to him in every aspect.

But it was this person who killed many God Lord-level strongmen, causing heavy losses to the Fierce Snake Clan, forcing him to compromise.

Although he came here to kill people, he had no confidence that he could kill.

The real purpose of his trip was to delay this strong man, not let him kill the Fierce Snake God Lord, not let him participate in the battlefield, until the Fierce Snake Clan won the war against the human race.

That was the time for this person to die.