Anti-DAO chapter, see what the author has to say for the replacement time~

Wei Zhao came out.

He first stretched out two hands, then a head, and climbed up with a sigh. Wei Zhao thought about the scenes of himself coming out several times, all of them were earth-shattering, and he never thought that he would be so cold that he would climb up like he skated and fell into an ice hole when he was a child, fighting with his teeth, and falling into the soup. Looking around, there was not a single bird - the clouds near the Xuanbing Abyss were all falling, let alone birds.

Oh, not without an audience.

The ancient battlefield Xuanbing Abyss may have ancient magic weapons born every three and five years, and they are all some tatters that have been corroded to the same extent, and monks with a little family background can't look down on them. In the early years, there were also Xianmen disciples who came here to practice, and later there was a tragedy, and a proud son of the sky was unjustly killed, and Xuan Bingyuan became a forbidden place for Xianmen. Now there were only two scattered cultivators who were attracted by the fleeting pillar of light, and they fought not far away, one slaughtered the other, and ran over happily.

Poor, Wei Zhao thought, he worked hard to reach the finish line, but the baby who was born was a big living person.

The two monks naturally came for the "treasure light", if there is a pillar of light, there will be a crack, and if there is a crack, there must be a magic weapon under the Xuanbing Abyss to be born. This experience is indeed right, isn't the ice layer condensed by the miasma on the Xuanbing Abyss just open, and Wei Zhaolai, who is in a rather bad mood, runs out from the bottom. Wei Zhao stood still as the surviving monk took out a formation plate and cautiously approached him.

The transparent pillar of light just now squeezed the nearby clouds and mist aside, making the surrounding clouds and mist crush the mist, making it difficult for even the divine sense to penetrate it. The monk raised the array plate, and his divine sense colluded with the array plate, scanning the fog in front of him. After sweeping half of the side, her face changed, and she turned around and ran.

She hadn't escaped a few steps before she was suddenly entangled by a few black gases and dragged back suddenly.

Wei Zhao was above the Xuanbing Abyss, and he only felt that his vision was unprecedentedly wide, and the clouds and mist were not enough to worry about. From a hundred meters away, he could see the monk's unsightly face, and he could see clearly the way the other man was grabbing at the soul of another enemy. The monk had only seen Wei Zhao clearly a few steps away, and he barely managed to squeeze out a smile.

Wei Zhao knew how he looked, only a small half of his face was intact, and the other half was like a shattered clay sculpture, hastily pasted with some black things to make up, and the dark flesh had shiny black scales. His body is not much better, fortunately, he can be hastily wrapped in black mist, so he doesn't have to worry about running out of clothes to wear, and he can also set off a daunting atmosphere, which is really multi-purpose, a friend of the villain.

There he pondered the question of "whether it would be scary to cover his face with the fog or to show his face", and the monk he caught turned his face in discoloration. She was naturally not frightened by Wei Zhao's face, but was entangled by the black qi extending from the black mist, surprised that she couldn't see through Wei Zhao's cultivation. The monk knew that he couldn't escape, so he had to smile and say: "The concubine is a Lingchuan Sanxiu Kang Hongtong, dare to ask what the seniors commanded?" ”

Kang Hongtong opened his mouth, but Wei Zhao didn't answer directly. He stared at Kang Hongtong for a long time, as if he remembered something, clapped his hands, and suddenly realized: "Blood mother-in-law Kang Hongtong? ”

Kang Hongtong was stunned, she is only over 100 years old this year, and her cultivation cannot build a foundation, and she cannot be called a mother-in-law in terms of age or cultivation. She suspected that the other party had recognized the wrong person, and replied cautiously: "The concubine body is indeed Kang Hongtong, but it is only a low-level casual cultivator, how can she be called a blood mother-in-law......"

"Loose cultivation?" Wei Zhao sneered, "Demon cultivation." ”

Demon cultivation is different from Taoist cultivation, the most particular thing is "if you don't dry up, you won't be honored", simply put, it is to believe in the way of harming others and benefiting yourself, and everyone shouts and beats in the cultivation world. Dao Xiu met to do the Tao for the heavens, and the demon cultivators saw each other and most of them were eliminated, who wants to let a poisonous snake stay by their side? Kang Hongtong hurriedly defended: "Why did the predecessor say this? The concubine's qualifications are mediocre, and she only has one or two skills in the formation. I'm afraid it's a bit of blood in the array that makes the seniors misunderstand......"

"Wei Zhao." Wei Zhao suddenly said, "My name is Wei Zhao." ”

"Senior Wei Zhao," Kang Hongtong said, "Senior Wei Zhao doesn't know, although my array is entwined with blood and qi, it is actually only made of red soul nectar......

If the battlefield with tens of thousands of casualties is fortunate enough to be located in the extreme yin of the earth's veins, it may grow this kind of red soul flower that absorbs blood and qi, its color is like blood, the taste is fishy, it is inedible, and it can be used as an eye. Wei Zhao didn't know anything about formations, but he had a friend who was proficient in formations. He and his friend Edgeworth searched for formation materials, and also picked red soul flowers and red soul honey for his friends. It was a long time ago.

When he thought of this, he suddenly lost interest in going around with the demon cultivator in front of him.

"The Red Soul Flower is not an array eye, you have a fierce beast remnant soul in this array." Wei Zhao said, "The fierce beast has a trace of gluttonous blood, and it needs to eat the essence blood of nine people and the soul of one monk every month. With it, you'll be able to capture people's souls at the beginning of the foundation, and you can also draw spirits for use in formation. It's a pity that the more the array is repaired, the greater the appetite of the remnant soul, and if you go down, you can only slaughter the village and the city. Or have you already slaughtered it? ”

Demon Xiu was so shocked that she couldn't possess her body, and before she could react, a wisp of black qi had hooked the array disk in her arms into Wei Zhao's hand. As soon as a hint of joy flashed in Kang Hongtong's eyes, he saw Wei Zhao form a claw with one hand, pressed the half of the beast head that had just emerged from the array, and pressed it back.

She was dumbfounded, and she was honest.

"So weak?" Wei Zhao whispered, a little surprised. He was prepared for a lot of hard work, but he didn't expect that the wisp of remnant soul would collapse with one blow, not to mention the Jindan realm, not even in the middle stage of foundation building. He pondered for a moment, and there was a vague answer in his heart.

"Who is the head of Qiantian Valley?" Wei Zhao asked.

"It's Lu Hanbo, Lu Zhenren." Demon Xiu replied.

"Feiyun Mountain has had a big event recently?"

"Nothing ...... a big deal"

"Do you know the remnants of the real people?"

"The real person who broke the sky fell in the battle of the dragon slayer two hundred and ten years ago, and the cave is nowhere to be found, and the concubine has only heard the legend ......"

Wei Zhao asked a bunch of questions in one breath, either everyone knew about it, or Kang Hongtong didn't know about it. The demon cultivator had already seen sweat on his forehead, for fear that his questions would anger the monk.

Finally, Wei Zhao asked, "So, will you break the Seven Stars Mystery Array?" ”

Hearing this, Demon Xiu finally smiled. She settled down and replied, "The concubine has studied the Seven Star Mystery Array for many years, and she has gained a little. As long as it reaches the Jindan period, the concubine body is ninety percent sure that she will be able to break the formation. ”

"Jindan period?" Wei Zhao frowned and said, "If you want to marry Dan, it will take you another hundred years, I can't wait so long." ”

"As long as there is a Jindan monk to suppress the formation, the concubine body is also fifty percent sure to break the formation!" Demon Xiu hurriedly shouted, and he didn't have time to think about how the other party calculated the hundreds of years, "The Seven Star Mystery Array has always been difficult to solve, and the only one who can break the formation in the Jindan period is the concubine body!" ”

More than two hundred years ago, the evil dragon rebelled, and the monk who was proficient in the formation died ten □□. Now the monks who can break through the Seven Stars Mystery Array are really rare, and the formation mages above the Jindan stage, even if they are demon cultivators, have long been protected by a force, and they will not leave the sect lightly.

If Kang Hongtong could really break through the Seven Stars Mystery Array during the Jindan period, she would indeed be a formation genius worth selling, and she would be able to save her life in any force she fell to - the reason why she was still a casual cultivator was purely to hide the remnants of the soul in the array. The Demon Correction was thinking about how to win Wei Zhao's trust, and Wei Zhao suddenly spoke: "Only you? ”

Kang Hongtong was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "The formation is extremely complicated, even if it is powerful in the Transformation Period, it can only be broken by force. And the concubine's body can break the formation with the formation path without harming the cave protected by the formation......"

"Only you?" Wei Zhao sneered as if he hadn't heard it, "Could it be that the disciples of the Immortal Sect of the Great Gate Sect are not as good as you as a hundred years of loose cultivation?" ”

Kang Hongtong's face was red, she was good at formation, but her qualifications and temperament were extremely poor, and it took a hundred years to break through the first layer of foundation building through the array. If this sore foot was stepped on by someone inferior to her, she would have to pull out the other person's tongue.

"Cultivation doesn't have much to do with the attainments in the formation!" She argued.

"But there are people who are far stronger than you in terms of formation and cultivation." Wei Zhao mocked, "The goodness of the Dry Heaven Valley is ......"

Wei Zhao closed his mouth suddenly, feeling that he shouldn't have spoken, showing an inexplicable resentment. Before he could change the subject, Demon Xiu let out a sharp laugh.

"Gongliang built the foundation at the age of nineteen, that's right! But when he built the foundation, his Dao heart was broken, and there is no difference so far! Kang Hongtong gloated, "He has been rejected by the head of the family, and he has been running around, where is there time to study the formation path!" ”

She wanted to say something, but her voice got stuck in her throat. The black mist on the monk's body in front of him boiled, engulfing his entire figure. The ferocious aura suddenly erupted, and Rao is demon cultivator was also silent under this terrible coercia, like a mouse who had only seen a cat.

Demonic energy.

The violent demonic aura was overwhelming, making Kang Hongtong feel like he was falling into purgatory. She only felt that her neck was choked, and she couldn't spit out half a word, and her guess about Wei Zhao's cultivation rose again and again, and she had reached Cheng Dù, a real person in Jindan.

But at the same time, Kang Hongtong also breathed a sigh of relief. Such a pure demonic qi must be a demon cultivator, and Qiantian Valley is classified as the leader of the Dao Sect, and the head disciple Gongliang Zhi has killed dozens of demon cultivators who have caused trouble in the world, and he almost died at the hands of demon cultivators, and the junior disciples of the same sect were even killed by demon cultivators. If the senior Wei Zhao in front of him was a demon cultivator, he would not be able to have an old relationship with Gongliang (maybe there would be a grudge), and he would not be able to let the righteous path monk break the formation for him.

"Gongliang to ......" the swollen black mist whispered, as if he had gritted his teeth and hated when he pronounced the name. After a while, he said angrily: "You say that the heart of the righteous and righteous Dao is broken? ”

"It is rumored that he fell in love with a mortal woman, and that woman fell ill and died, and this proud son of heaven was broken. Now that he has become a laughing stock, there is nothing to worry about. Kang Hongtong said diligently.

The black mist was churning, and he couldn't see what the reaction of the people inside was, so Mo Xiu had no choice but to continue: "It's just that Master Lu favors his disciples after all, and he gave Bishui Suo to Gong Liangzhi, and many enemies can't attack him. Although the concubine's cultivation is not as good as Gongliangzhi, her knowledge is several times better than that of Huangkou Xiao'er, and her Dao heart is even more unbroken, compared to him, ......"

Kang Hongtong wanted to say that he had at most various advantages over the former formation genius Gongliang, and he was the only candidate to break the formation. She pondered that the seniors in front of her were afraid that they had discovered the widow of the ancestor of the Yuanying Ancestor, and someone had to break the formation, so she also felt that she was most likely to have no worries about her life for a while, and if she was lucky, she might be able to get the assistance of her seniors and marry Dan as soon as possible.

A burst of laughter erupted in the black mist, high and low, as if she was happy and angry, and she was silent in her heart. I only heard a sneer floating in the distance.

"With you, you are also worthy?"

She spun around and saw her heels. A giant claw slashed off her head and slowly withdrew into the black mist.

Before his consciousness dissipated, Kang Hongtong suddenly remembered: Gongliangzhi's junior brother who was killed by demon cultivation seemed to be also called "Wei Zhao".

Wei Zhao is Wei Zhao, the fourth disciple of the head of Qiantian Valley, the junior disciple of Gongliang Zhi who was killed by the demon cultivator, the proud son of heaven who died unjustly in Xuanbing Yuan and became the forbidden land of the Immortal Gate here.

If it is more than ten years in the morning, the name of Wei Zhao resounded in the Xianmen, and everyone knows this rare genius in a hundred years. Dry Sky Valley Wei Zhao slashed the devil with a sword! Qiantian Valley Wei Zhao built a foundation for ten years! Wei Zhao of Qiantian Valley won the top of the Immortal Gate! Every time there was news, more than a dozen old guys beat their chests, only hating him for not being their own apprentice. The young heroes who were compared to useless by this "other people's children" inevitably muttered a few words sourly in private, Wei Zhao? Hmph, good life.

I really can't envy this matter, Wei Zhao is an old man from the Ruiguo General's Mansion, and under the favor of General Wei, who is in power, he wants to be windy and rainy. When he was seven years old, General Wei sent his youngest son to the thirty-year-old Xianmen Acceptance Ceremony, and Wei Zhao was found to be an excellent immortal bone by the head of Qiantian Valley and directly accepted as a closed disciple. He not only has excellent qualifications, but also has excellent understanding, and in the second year, he cut off his hair and washed the marrow, crossed the gate of immortals, and thus embarked on his smooth immortal path that makes people envy, jealous and hate.

Later, Wei Zhao learned that most of the famous geniuses who were smooth sailing like him were used as a background board for the protagonist, or worse, as a whetstone.

Wei Zhao won the championship in the competition of monks below the fifth floor of the foundation with the cultivation of the foundation for the first time, and the next day he got carried away and dragged Gongliang to the Xuanbing Yuan to practice. Unfortunately, they encountered an unprecedented ice storm, and Wei Zhao sent Gongliangzhi out, but he was imprisoned under the Xuanbing Abyss.

And underneath this, he came across a book.

It was an invisible and insubstantial book that suddenly appeared in Wei Zhao's head, and there were three big characters printed on the cover: Dragon Hunting Seal.

At that time, Wei Zhao was struggling to resist the miasma of □□ in the Xuanbing Abyss, and was overjoyed by this sudden book, thinking that he had encountered some powerful legacy. He hurriedly turned the pages of the book in his mind, and the first page read: Those who cultivate the truth will fight with heaven and earth. The realm of cultivation is divided into: Qi training - foundation building - Jindan - Yuan Ying - Transforming gods. On the second page, it reads: This book is completely fictional, and any similarities are purely coincidental. Author: Jue Bu Tai Jian.

Wei Zhao thought about it for a long time, but he didn't think of which great power Jue Butai Jian was, and he couldn't figure out which great power would write "completely fictional" in his exercises. Could it be that this is an illusion book? The third page began to be densely written, and he settled down and looked down line by line.

When he finished the book, he found that it was neither an exercise nor a script.

The protagonist in the book is a handyman in Qiantian Valley who has no immortal bones, and he hooks up with the elder's daughter by chance. With the help of the elder's daughter, he found that he was not a waste of bones, but a special physique, and then he got the opportunity all the way, worshiped the elder as a teacher, killed the descendants of the evil dragon, and became a great power in the god transformation period.

The elder's daughter is called Gong Liangxi, and the elder's surname is Gong Liang's name, and the descendant of the evil dragon is named Wei Zhao.

Speaking of the "Wei Zhao" in the book, he is really a master who has been bad for eight lifetimes. His father is the evil dragon who was besieged and killed, and his mother is Lu Hanbo, a real person in Canglang, who used a secret method to lay down a ball of spirit when encircling and suppressing the evil dragon, and gave birth to him after two hundred years of gestation, and handed it over to General Wei, the uncle of Rui Guoguo, to raise. When he was seven years old, Lu Zhenren accepted him as an apprentice and waited for him to marry the Dan - of course Lu Zhenren did not fall in love with an evil dragon at first sight, she left the true dragon bloodline in order to use the dragon vein of the knot to refine the artifact dragon capture seal, in order to cultivate the Yuan Infant before the life span was exhausted.

Gongliangzhi, who was raised with "Wei Zhao", is not a simple thing. He has a special system and can store dragon energy, which is an excellent soul storage box. Lu Zhenren looked forward to the two of them getting close, and when they killed "Wei Zhao", the soul of "Wei Zhao" could be willingly gathered on Gongliangzhi, so that none of the dragonborn's corpse essence blood and his resentful soul would be wasted.

It's a pity that the rumors of this matter leaked out, and the demonic forces intervened sideways in an attempt to kill "Wei Zhao". "Wei Zhao" was trapped into the Xuanbing Abyss by the accident they created, but luckily did not die, and after three hundred years, he escaped and turned into an out-and-out demon.

This story is extremely absurd, according to the book, his adoptive father, General Wei, raised him, which was ordered by the immortals, and also to let the family get his luck; His mother and teacher helped him with all her might, and that was to fatten and kill; His relatives, friends, and confidants all over the world will one day shout and kill him.

Before falling into the Xuan Bing Abyss, Wei Zhao would scoff at this and not believe a word. But when Xuan Bingyuan was in danger, he actually spit out an unformed dragon ball, and Wei Zhao realized that he actually had dragon blood. Following the clues, he read on, mentioning himself, Gongliangzhi, Qiantian Valley, and even the entire cultivation realm, which were interlocking with what Wei Zhao knew. And the secrets revealed in the book can be seen from the mystery to the surface.

Wei Zhao still didn't believe it, he suspected that this was just a trick of the souls in the Xuan Bing Abyss. Xuan Bingyuan was the battlefield of that dragon slaying battle, and the grievances of countless fallen monks and the corpses of evil dragons were sealed in it, if there were any ghosts here that could confuse people's minds, Wei Zhao would not be surprised at all.

But then he found that he was the only living creature down there, and there was no necromancer.

Hundreds of array mages sacrificed their bodies to form a large array, and everything in the array sank, and the more evil qi on the body, the heavier it became. The corpses sank to the ground, and the dead spirits were crushed into miasma by high pressure before they could take shape, and at the same time, the evil thoughts in this world were like iron filings attracted by magnets, seeping into the Xuanbing Abyss little by little.

There was no undead spirit under the Xuanbing Abyss to lure Wei Zhao, only the miasma of the chilling skull, and the endless malice from the living. This evil thought from the outside world began to make Wei Zhao miserable, and then he was almost numb, but he could separate them and figure out where they came from. Wei Zhao found General Wei's, and General Wei killed people for fear that the secret would be revealed, and hesitated to ask the immortal for a scaly claw of his youngest son, so that he could bring it to the town's house. Wei Zhao found the master of the sect, Lu Zhenren was so angry that he hated that the fruit he planted was gouged by someone, "I knew that today, it is better to open the furnace and refine the weapon when he builds the foundation!" She thought remorsefully. Wei Zhao found the Demon Cultivator, the Dao Cultivator, and the Wanmin.

Wei Zhao believed it.

These evil thoughts are like maggots on the tarsal bones, and after reading them for a long time, you don't know whether they belong to someone else or yourself. At first he thought, why me? Later, he thought, why is it not someone else? In the end, Wei Zhao suddenly understood and understood.

Everyone deserves to die, and no one should be killed.

Wei Zhao looked at the corpse of the Demon Xiu Kang Hongtong with a little regret. The protagonist in the story used the hand of this old witch to open the real people's mansion, and the things in the mansion are exactly what Wei Zhao is using now. Kill Kang Hongtong, and then find a formation mage who can open the Seven Stars Mystery Array, I don't know when I will find it.

But then again, he didn't expect that he would be able to get out of trouble in ten years, two hundred and ninety years earlier than in the book. Thanks to the fact that he knew the truth early on, he saved himself from deceiving himself and struggling for a long time. More losses are written in the book of the cover door of the Xuanbing Abyss Enchantment, Wei Zhao has worked hard for ten years, and finally deceived the enchantment and climbed out of it.

As for the small side effects of evil thoughts entering the body, the collapse of the dragon's body, and being half-alive and half-dead, compared with getting out of trouble, there is really no need to worry about it.

Hundreds of years early, the plan after going out has to be rehearsed. The chance for the lucky person to prove the Yuan Infant in these hundred years is still there, and there are always a few heavenly treasures prepared for the protagonist that have matured, and even better is that many people are still there, and that Lu Zhenren has not yet died. Thinking of this, Wei Zhao laughed.