In ancient times, there was a god named Pangu, who opened the world and evolved sentient beings, and in the early days, various powerful races controlled the entire Northern Underworld.

There are no immortals in the world, only natural gods, the ancestors of the human race Haoguan gods have a feeling, there are Taoist scriptures, and since then the law of cultivating immortals has been passed down in the world. It has been tens of thousands of years now, and there are countless ways to cultivate immortals.

The law is not superior, it is all for the goal of becoming an immortal, but due to the different times and changes in the environment, the orthodoxy of the law of cultivating immortals is also constantly shifting.

In the beginning, there was no shortage of all kinds of resources in the world, and human beings were all created by heaven and earth.

Later, the rise of the human race, the war of all races, the Northern Underworld was torn apart, and since then the prosperity has not existed, and the heaven and earth have turned to decline. The aura becomes thinner, and before cultivating immortals, the body must be tempered into a Dao body, and the method of refining qi comes into being.

Today, it is difficult to find spiritual objects between heaven and earth, the competition for resources has reached the highest peak in the past, the art of fighting has become the mainstream, and the original method of the Great Dao has been shelved.

Now in the Northern Underworld, the Qi Refiners are almost extinct, and the Three Dao Monks are fighting endlessly to grab resources.

After listening to the introduction of the two little girls, Wang Zhumo had a rough outline of the current situation in the Northern Underworld, but he still had a little doubt, as the stronghold of the Demon Sect, how could this village be so fragile and destroyed by some Jun teams.

"In order to paralyze the righteous people, my father hid us here, and these Jun teams came to trouble this village, not only because of treasures, but also because of the instigation of others." Shen Xing slowly explained the reason, and deduced that there must be someone from the righteous path in ambush nearby.

"You're right." Jing Tianming said suddenly, looking in one direction, where two lights flashed.

The two sword-flying monks landed next to the four of them, and without the intention of talking, the two sword cultivators drew their swords and made a move.

Kill people directly without saying a word, you can imagine how deep the hatred is. Wang Zhumo was not prepared to sit idly by and raise his sword to fight.

The cold light was shining, and the swords of the two sword cultivators emitted a dazzling light, like a poisonous dragon swooping straight into the heart of the king and demon, in order to succeed in one fell swoop, he had already used the Tianyuan sword technique of the Sword Sect that shocked the world.

The scene of blood splashing on the spot did not appear, and the two sword cultivators pressed their chests weakly, and when they attacked with their imperial swords, Jing Tianming had already quietly gone behind them, waiting for the opportunity to attack.

With a successful blow, Jing Tianming put his sword into the sheath, he trusted his attack very much, there would definitely be no live mouth, and when the sword cultivator was about to send a signal to the master, Jing Tianming crushed the bones of their whole body to ensure that they could not make any superfluous movements.

"Good boy, the style is so ruthless, the Demon Sect can't do any better in this regard." There was a burst of laughter in the distance, and a middle-aged man in black came in the wind.

Facing this person's cold gaze, the sword in Wang Zhumo's hand clenched, and when he saw Shen Xing and Mochizuki's delicate expressions, his mood eased slightly.

When the middle-aged man saw Shen Xing and Mochiyue, he was overjoyed, and was just about to go up, when his face suddenly changed greatly, and he said to Wang Zhumo: "What did you use on them?" ”

Although he already had the answer in his heart, he still had a hint of luck, and Wang Zhumo told the truth mercilessly.

"Didn't you see, they're my maids?"

"You are killing yourself, you are not harming your family, you have forgotten even the most basic morality."

Seeing that this person regarded himself as an enemy of the Demon Sect, Wang Zhumo was a little surprised, but he didn't intend to explain, he was not from the Northern Underworld, and the rules here meant nothing to him, and there was no need to abide by them.

"Really? You don't do less of this kind of thing, isn't it the survival concept of your Demon Dao? You're late, and if you are held accountable, it's time for you to be late, so you should quickly apologize for your crimes. ”

Without saying a word, the middle-aged man's right palm stretched out, trying to catch Wang Zhumo, and the palm seemed to have a kind of magic power, constantly sucking Wang Zhumo over.

Star picker, from Shen Yue's thoughts, Wang Zhumo read the name of this move, one of the demon gate palm techniques, able to catch the enemy with his hands without killing the enemy.

But if this trick is used, it is generally used on people whose strength is much lower than their own, and the middle-aged man's trick obviously does not take Wang Zhumo in his eyes, and he misjudged his strength according to Wang Zhumo's young face.

This kind of judgment is normal, among the geniuses of the Northern Underworld, no matter how amazing and brilliant they are, they must be limited by age, but Wang Zhumo is not a person from this world, and he is not a young man, but an old monster in the skin of a young man.

Mistakes come at a price, knowing the weakness of the star picker, under the mental calculation and unintentional, Wang Zhu Demon, a sword pierced the heart, and broke this move.

His pupils widened, his face looked at Wang Zhumo in disbelief, the young man in front of him was not an imaginary young man, but a monster.

"Earth Immortals!" Spit out these two words, exhaust all your strength, and the middle-aged people died of popularity.

Recalling the word earth immortal, Wang Zhumo's gaze turned to Mochizuki, Mochizuki has loved reading since he was a child, and he has read a large number of classics of the Demon Sect, and it is not more suitable to find her if he wants to understand the information.

"From ancient times to the present, the cultivation system has changed again and again, and today's cultivation world is probably divided into these steps, refining qi, refining gods, and refining void. They correspond to the body, the soul, and the avenue. The realm of refining the void is only one step away from enlightenment, and at this stage, there are three stages of human immortals, earth immortals, and heavenly immortals, and they have to go through three calamities and five tribulations before they can soar into immortals and break free from fate. ”

"He said Earth Immortal before, why do you think I'm in the Earth Immortal Realm?" Wang Zhumo asked curiously, not finding that he had any special characteristics.

"You don't have a number of lives, which is the most typical characteristic of the Earth Immortals. There is no cause and effect for human immortals, there is no number of lives for earth immortals, and there is no existence for heavenly immortals. This is the typical characteristics of these three realms handed down from ancient times, people and immortals do not account for cause and effect, what they do as heaven and earth are not partial, not embarrassed, earth immortals have no life, people have life, ordinary people can not break free from the number of lives, only those with great perseverance can break through the fog of their own fate, change their lives against the sky, and jump out of the long river of fate, that is, the earth immortals, and the immortals do not exist. Reading this, Mochizuki suddenly fell silent.

Wang Zhumo looked over, his eyes were questioning, Mochizuki thought for a while and said: "To understand is to understand, not to understand is not to understand, this is the interpretation of this sentence, and different sects and even different monks have different understandings." ”

Guessing is not Wang Zhumo's strong point, and he didn't plan to go deeper, Wang Zhumo asked Mochizuki to become the highest cultivator in the Northern Underworld.

"The bright moon is in the sky, the purple qi is coming from the east, the sword god is smiling, and the sun and moon are gone. This is the four highest cultivators in the Northern Underworld, all of them are Heavenly Immortal cultivators, one step away from ascending, and there are even rumors that several of them have secretly ascended, and for fear of the impact, their sect is secret. “