Tianhai Xiantu

There is a strange and dangerous place in the eastern part of the Immortal Cultivation World of Qianyuan Kingdom near the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains.

The place is surrounded by gorgeous clouds and mist, and there are no people around.

Large areas of spiritual veins were shrouded in bright and deadly miasma.

All kinds of spiritual beings are born in the spiritual veins.

For cultivators, this place is undoubtedly a treasure.

But few immortal cultivators dare to set foot in this spiritual vein.

Although miasma is dangerous, it is not fatal, and cultivators have many means of restraint.

The real danger comes from the owner of this spiritual vein.

This place is called Spirit Butterfly Valley, and it is a forbidden place for all immortal cultivators in the Qianyuan Kingdom's immortal world.

No matter who it is, once they are discovered by Spirit Butterfly Valley and enter this place, they will be killed without mercy.

The Song family, which once ruled the world of immortal cultivation in the Qianyuan Kingdom, also took a peek at this treasured land. However, once the family disciples stepped in, they would disappear. Later, even the Song family did not dare to enter the Spirit Butterfly Valley.

This day.

At the edge of the Spiritual Butterfly Valley's sphere of influence, there is a valley shrouded in pink miasma.

Three hidden spiritual lights quietly appeared around the valley.

In the escaping light, the three immortal cultivators carefully landed in a dense forest.

There was also a white veil covering their heads, covering the three of them.

"Fellow Daoist Hong, are you sure you didn't deceive us two brothers?"

Among the three people, there were two middle-aged men with somewhat similar faces. Only one of them whispered.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist Husha, how dare I deceive you brothers? Besides, I came here in person," another skinny old man said helplessly.

"I saw with my own eyes several red ancient spirit flowers growing in an area in the valley before, but I didn't have the means to deal with the miasma in the valley, so I invited you two brothers."

Hearing the words of the skinny old man, a trace of greed flashed in the eyes of the leading middle-aged man.

The ancient red spiritual grass is a rare spiritual grass. It is very helpful for their Qi Refining monks to break through the foundation building. It is a rare foundation building spiritual object.

If this is true, the two brothers' chances of building a foundation will be greatly increased.

"When."

A trace of ferocity flashed in Hu Sha's eyes, and the middle-aged man beside him also sneered secretly.

On the surface, their brothers focus on refining weapons and are relatively well-known weapon refiners among casual cultivators, but in reality they do a lot of secretly killing people and seizing treasures.

By helping people refine magic weapons, they can also get in touch with Qi Refining monks who are well-off among casual cultivators, which just makes it easier for them to do it.

"Let's go, fellow Daoist Hong, you have really found the right person. We are the only brothers in the city who have many means. Before coming here, I specially refined a magic weapon to restrain the miasma," Hu Sha said with a low smile.

Then the three of them approached the valley.

A red jade bowl magic weapon appeared above the three of them, and the surrounding miasma was isolated by a faint red light shield.

On the way, the three of them slowly fell towards the valley.

Although the most dangerous miasma was clearly isolated, the three of them could not help but feel secretly nervous.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

Everyone knows the reputation of Spirit Butterfly Valley.

If it weren't for the fact that the red ancient spirit grass is a foundation-building spiritual object, they would never dare to come around the Spirit Butterfly Valley.

Not to mention that they are the lowest level of Qi Refining cultivators, even the legendary Jindan Daoist dare not step into the Spirit Butterfly Valley, which is the most fringe area and is also a forbidden area for immortal cultivators.

"You two fellow Taoists, don't worry. This is the outermost area. There are only a few casual cultivators in the city who need to escape safely from the surrounding area of ​​Spirit Butterfly Valley." The skinny old man took the initiative to comfort him in a low voice.

If he hadn't been unable to buy a magic weapon to restrain the miasma, he would definitely not have informed the Husha brothers about this news.

Those few red ancient elixirs were quietly discovered when he entered this area last time.

For some unknown reason last time, the miasma that enveloped the valley dissipated, allowing him to see the situation inside the valley, but before he could take action, the miasma gathered again, giving him no chance.

"Foundation building, once I get the red ancient elixir, I can also try to reach the foundation building realm."

The skinny old man was filled with excitement.

The three of them quickly passed through the miasma over the valley, and then fell towards the north side of the valley.

On a cliff that protrudes outward, there are several red and enchanting spiritual flowers that are extremely bright.

"It's the ancient red elixir"

Hu Sha suddenly whispered excitedly.

In an instant, the two brothers quietly looked at each other, and a murderous intent appeared in their eyes at the same time.

The skinny old man beside him didn't know that the crisis had arisen.

The Husha brothers have a good reputation among the casual cultivators, and they often take the initiative to reduce the cost of spiritual stones for refining magic weapons. In their local market, they can be regarded as the heroic representatives of the casual cultivators.

In addition, being a weapon refiner is already a wealthy profession. No one would have thought that the Husha brothers would often kill people and seize treasures secretly.

After all, the wealth obtained from refining weapons cannot be as fast as killing people and seizing treasures.

Before the two Husha brothers could take action, a 'buzzing' sound came from the stone wall near which the red ancient elixir was approaching.

A gust of wind appeared, and dense black holes suddenly appeared on the seemingly ordinary stone wall.

The next moment, red shadows the size of heads flashed out of the black hole.

A strong demonic aura spread instantly.

"No, it's a monster, or a late-stage first-order Red Evil Dark Butterfly."

The three of them looked desperate at the same time. No one expected that there were so many monsters here.

And they would actively hide their traces, but they didn't even notice it at all.

The vast number of red dark butterflies are already swarming towards the three of them! .

In the blink of an eye, three white bones fell into the valley.

Over the valley.

Two hazy figures have quietly arrived.

"It seems that these demon butterflies should be raised by the demon king to maintain the sphere of influence in Spirit Butterfly Valley," one of the cyan figures said.

"That's right, the demon king definitely doesn't dare to reveal his identity openly, so he prevents the immortal cultivators from approaching. This is only the outermost area, and there are a large number of second-order demon butterflies stationed further in." Baililuo said and shook his head secretly.

He had already seen the scene of the death of the three people below. One of them was the Qi Refining cultivator who appeared when he set up the formation. It was precisely because of his formation that the miasma in the valley dissipated.

But I didn't expect that the man died as a result.

The wages of avarice is death.

Those few low-level spiritual grasses were enough to drive ordinary Qi Refining monks crazy, but they were no longer able to penetrate the eyes of Li Qing and the others.

Li Qing and Baili Luo continued to rush towards the depths of Spirit Butterfly Valley.

The two passed through a large mountain range on the way, and a large number of demon butterflies of various colors roamed freely in the spiritual veins. Various kinds of elixirs could be seen everywhere, which was like a paradise compared to the real world of immortality.

But within this area, there are only various groups of demon butterflies, and no other living beings exist.

After a while of effort.

Li Qing and the two came to the core area of ​​Spirit Butterfly Valley.

I saw two undulating spiritual veins standing opposite each other, forming a beautiful grand canyon in the middle.

Palace lofts sit in the spiritual veins on both sides.

Looking from a distance, it is difficult to realize that this is actually the lair occupied by a demon king.

Deep in the two spiritual veins, there is a gathering of ferocious demonic energy that reaches the sky. At first glance, it is a place of great evil.

Li Qing and Baililuo stood in the sky and appeared above the canyon at the same time.

A layer of hazy white clouds surrounded the two of them, isolating their breath.

Li Qing's eyes fell downwards.

On the two spiritual veins, many immortal cultivators can be seen.

Those cultivators wore uniform white robes with patterns of spiritual butterflies carved around them.

Their figures shuttled through the attics, and they looked like they had some sect power.

Different from the forces of real immortal cultivators, all the immortal cultivators in this area have numb expressions and dull eyes, as if they are controlled puppets.

The immortal cultivators in Spirit Butterfly Valley are pretty good, and most of them are mainly based on foundation-building cultivation. There are still the auras of golden elixir cultivators in the main halls.

"These immortal cultivators have all been enslaved by the demon king. This area is just a facade left by the demon king in order to disguise itself as a real cultivator force." Baililuo said softly.

Most of the immortal cultivators in the Southern Wilderness Cultivation World do not yet know that there is a demon king behind the Spirit Butterfly Valley. They all think that the Spirit Butterfly Valley is a beast-controlling sect force.

There are indeed a large number of monsters, but they are not controlled by immortal cultivators, but by people controlled by monsters.

"Not here?"

Li Qing suddenly frowned slightly.

He sensed for a moment that there were many third-level demon auras in the deep demon realm, but he did not sense the presence of the Sky-Splitting Demonic Disc Demon King at all.

Unless the demon king had noticed it and hid, there was no way he wouldn't be able to sense it.

Baililuo on the side had a look of surprise in his eyes.

When he set up the big formation before, he could still faintly sense the aura of the demon king, but he didn't expect that the demon king seemed to have left now.

"Don't worry, fellow Qing Daoist. I estimate that the demon king has entered the depths of the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range. As far as I know, the demon king is basically practicing in this area." Baililuo pondered for a moment and continued: "It seems that now only Two ways.”

"First, we wait for the Demon King to appear on his own initiative, or we take action now to force the Demon King over."

"Then don't waste time. Since the Demon King values ​​his tribe so much, he will definitely come over on his own initiative," Li Qing said lightly.

Although it was safer to wait quietly, he didn't want to waste time.

Once the demon king group is massacred, it will definitely feel it.

As the two of them were heading deeper, a black demon butterfly several feet in size rushed out from the demon veins behind them.

The demon butterfly was dark in color, and its huge wings were covered with complex black dark lines. When the butterfly wings flickered, the power of space flowed, and it reached the sky above a large hall in the blink of an eye.

A large number of immortal cultivators around saw the third-order demon butterfly and immediately bowed down and worshiped with numb expressions.

"You damn beasts"

A crazy roar came from inside the hall.

Then an old man with disheveled long hair rushed out of the hall.

The aura around the old man was that of a golden elixir, but his face was pale at the moment, and his body was in a shriveled state. A huge sarcoma protruded from his abdomen, and something was faintly struggling in the sarcoma.

Facing the old man's madness, the third-order demon butterfly appeared with a trace of teasing and disdain in its pupils.

The next moment, the old man rushed into the sky like a third-order demon butterfly.

Hiss!

A special neighing sound came from the demon butterfly's mouth.

In an instant, the golden elixir old man's magic power suddenly collapsed, and he fell to the ground with a painful and ferocious expression.

ah! ah!

The golden elixir old man let out bursts of hysterical wailing.

At the same time, the sarcoma in the abdomen grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the aura around the old man also weakened rapidly, as if the life force was being sucked out by the monster in the sarcoma.

The voice of the golden elixir old man gradually disappeared, and the surrounding aura fell directly to the golden elixir realm, and continued to weaken.

boom!

The old man's abdominal sarcoma exploded directly.

A young pitch-black demon butterfly flew out of it.

After being born, the young butterfly rushed towards the old man greedily, seemingly trying to devour the old man and turn it into food for him after he was born.

Faced with such a terrifying scene, the kneeling cultivators remained expressionless, as if they were used to it.

From the moment they entered Spirit Butterfly Valley, their fate was already determined.

The so-called Spirit Butterfly Valley is actually a devil's cave.

"Hmph, beast"

Seeing this brutal scene, Li Qing's eyes flashed with a stern look.

"Friend Qingdao, it's best not to expose the power of the Nascent Soul, otherwise the demon king may become wary and dare not return," Baililuo said in a low voice.

No matter how important race is, it is not as important as the demon king's own life.

If the Demon King realizes that this is a trap, he might just give up on Spirit Butterfly Valley.

After all, this is the territory of immortal cultivators.

"Don't worry, I don't need to take action personally"

Li Qing said coldly.

In an instant, the beast spirit bag opened.

squeak! squeak!

A small dark red spiritual light flew out.

The purple-winged centipede flew out of the beast spirit bag and neighed excitedly.

An ancient and sinister aura swarmed out from the tiny body of the purple-winged flame centipede.

On the other side, the Star Turtle also appeared.

"Fellow Daoist Qing, these two pet beasts seem to be quite powerful."

Baililuo secretly took a closer look at the Sky Star Turtle and Purple Winged Flame Centipede that appeared.

Especially the fiery aura emanating around the Purple Winged Flame Centipede made even him feel a faint threat.

"Go, leave no one behind," Li Qing said lightly.

"Yes, Master"

The Star Turtle shook his huge head.

Then the Purple Winged Flame Centipede and the Sky Star Turtle rushed directly into the demon veins in the distance.

Woo! Woo! Woo!

After the Star Turtle and the Purple Winged Flame Earthworm appeared in the world.

From the depths of the demonic veins behind, there was a continuous cry.

For a moment, all kinds of demonic energy burst into the sky.

One after another, the figures of demon butterflies rushed out from the depths of the mountains.

On the other side, above the main hall.

The third-level demon butterfly's pupils suddenly showed humanized surprise.

It seemed that he had no idea that an external monster would suddenly appear within the Spirit Butterfly Valley.

Because of the presence of the Demon King's aura, few outside monsters dare to approach Spirit Butterfly Valley.

Many of the immortal cultivators who were lying down immediately raised their heads and looked into the distance.

Seeing monsters attacking Spirit Butterfly Valley, their numb pupils finally gained some color.

Just as the third-level demon butterfly above the main hall was planning to leave with its newborn cub.

Suddenly, a hidden pressure fell.

The third-level demon butterfly's pupils were full of fear, and a fourth-level pressure enveloped it before it had time to react.

I just feel like the heavy pressure on the demon soul is like the heaven pouring down on me.

The next moment, the soul of the third-level demon butterfly was instantly shattered and fell on the spot. The young demon butterfly beside him also died and fell to the ground.

ha! ha! ha!

Seeing this, the old Jindan man, who was weak in breathing, forced himself to take a breath and let out a hearty laugh.

Although he didn't know what happened, he still guessed some clues.

To make a third-level monster suddenly die without any warning, it's only possible that a strong person took action secretly. (End of chapter)