A month passed quickly, and the city of Rejection, a secluded manor.

Wei Tianming, Shen Long, Ye Hongyao, Wang Yueyue, Tian Hua, Lin Qing and more than a dozen other monks sat around a cyan stone table, drinking tea and chatting.

"Shen Daoyou, I heard that you raised a third-order ice Jiao."

Lin Qing said in an envious tone.

"I went to the Beihai Immortal Cultivation Realm to surrender, if Lin Daoyou is interested in the third-order Jiaolong, he can also go to the Beihai Immortal Cultivation Realm."

Shen Long said with a smile.

"There are indeed more third-order dragons in the Beihai Immortal Cultivation Realm, but it is not easy to subdue third-order dragons, and some third-order dragons would rather die than surrender, so they can only kill in exchange for resources."

Wei Tianming sighed.

"Wei Daoyou has killed a third-order dragon? The magic power is not small! ”

Ye Hongyao said in surprise.

"Fairy Ye misunderstood, we are arranging a formation to kill the third-order Jiaolong, fighting alone, I am not the opponent of the third-order Jiaolong, Lin Daoyou may be able to do it."

Wei Tianming smiled bitterly.

"If it's a dragon in the early stage of the third order, I'm still sure to kill it, if it's in the middle of the third order, I'm not sure, a dragon in the late stage of the third order, it's good if I can run."

Lin Qing said.

"Lin Daoyou, you are the elite of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, don't you have a spiritual treasure? With the spirit treasure in hand, the third-order dragon will be killed. ”

Tian Hua was arrogant.

"Tian Daoyou is really joking, Lingbao is not an ordinary thing, and Yuanying Monk may not have it, let alone Monk Yudan."

Lin Qing smiled bitterly.

After chatting for half an hour, Tian Hua proposed to exchange immortal cultivation resources, but none of the monks objected.

Tian Hua took out hundreds of materials, and a black jade box caught Shen Long's attention.

"Tian Daoyou, what kind of elixir is in the jade box?"

Shen Long asked curiously.

Tian Hua opened the lid and took out a black Ganoderma lucidum, which had some golden lines on the surface.

"Eight hundred years of Xuanyin lucidum, in exchange for a highly poisonous elixir spirit fruit."

Tian Hua said.

"Xuanyin Zhi! Tian Daoyou was actually able to get this kind of elixir, and only in places where the yin qi was particularly strong could Xuanyin Zhi be cultivated. ”

Ye Hongyao said in surprise.

"This is what I found from the Xuanyin Cave Heaven, there are a lot of Yin attribute materials there, but there are a lot of ghost things, and there have even been ghost things in the Yuan Infant Stage."

Tian Hua explained.

"Tian Daoyou, are you talking about Xuanyin Cave Heaven, one of the seven dangerous places?"

Shen Long asked curiously.

Tian Hua nodded and said: "Exactly, I and a few friends went to hunt for treasures, three friends died under the sneak attack of ghosts, the yin qi of the Xuanyin Cave is thick, it is difficult to find the existence of ghosts, my luck is good, there are two Yuanying monks who encountered mutated ghosts, and they were all killed, my master happened to see the mutated ghosts killing the Yuanying monks, if it wasn't for my master to run fast, he would also die in the Xuanyin Cave." ”

"Mutant ghosts! Can ghosts mutate? ”

Ye Hongyao wondered.

"Of course you can, but mutant ghost things are rarer than mutant spirit beasts, how far can you run when you encounter mutant ghost things!"

Shen Long said.

All the monks took out their things one after another for Tian Hua to check, and communicated with Tian Hua.

Shen Long exchanged the elixir for some seven or eight hundred years of elixir and kept it for alchemy.

Half an hour later, the meeting ended, and the monks departed.

Back at his residence, Shen Long walked into the alchemy room, sat cross-legged on a red futon, closed his eyes and rested.

A quarter of an hour later, Shen Long opened his eyes and took out the Red Crow Ding.

He opened his mouth, and a cloud of three-colored flames flew out, turning into a three-colored firebird, emitting a terrifying heat.

The Red Lotus True Flame devoured a cloud of third-order spiritual flames, and its power became even stronger.

The wings of the three-color firebird flicked lightly, pounced on the red crow tripod, hit the bottom of the red crow tripod, turned into a three-color flame, flooded most of the red crow tripod, and the temperature in the room quickly rose.

Shen Long felt his mouth dry, like falling into a volcano.

He threw the material into the Crow Ding and closed the lid.

After a while, a faint medicinal fragrance wafted out from the Red Crow Ding.

Shen Long was engrossed, and his divine sense paid close attention to the situation in the Ding.

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Sky Wolf City, a secluded manor, pavilions, water pavilions.

A tall golden-shirted young man and a dignified-looking woman in a purple skirt sat in a cyan stone pavilion, drinking tea and chatting, looking at their dress, it was obvious that they were Wu clansmen.

"If you want them to help, you actually want us to help deal with the Terran Yuanying Monk."

The golden-shirted young man frowned and said.

Wu Xian, the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

"The barbarians are also unprofitable and can't afford to be early, who told us to ask for help, the barbarians originally intended to help, we can take fewer detours and reduce losses."

The woman in the purple dress sighed.

Wu Yan, middle Yuan infant.

A team of Wu monks entered the burial immortal mound to hunt for treasures, led by two Yuanying monks, and only one Jiedan monk came out alive, so they turned to the barbarians for help.

"Let's hope they keep their word! As long as we can get that thing, we don't have much to help. ”

Wu Xian said in a deep voice, his face showing longing.

A burly man in a yellow shirt walked in, with several spirit animal bags tied around his waist, and he was smiling, as if there was something happy.

"Grandfather Gao, I changed to a bottle of third-order Jiaolong's essence blood."

The man in the yellow shirt said with a smile.

"Wushan, what did you get in exchange? The ability of the barbarian monks is not small! ”

Wu Xian asked casually.

"Sun Er exchanged a few Yin Beads of the Ghost King of the Dan Period, there is no place with strong Yin Qi in the Donghua Immortal Cultivation Realm, and Yin attribute materials are relatively rare."

Wu Shan explained.

"Your Nine Phantrous Python has the blood of the dragon, and the essence blood of the dragon is useful for its advancement, and if you take the Jiao Dan, you may be able to turn into a dragon!"

Wu Xian took out a cyan porcelain vase and handed it to Wu Shan.

"Thank you, Great Grandfather!"

Wu Shan thanked and took the cyan porcelain vase with both hands.

"Don't feed it the Jiao Pill yet, wait until this battle is over."

Wu Xian commanded.

"Yes, Great Grandfather."

Wu Shan promised to come down.

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The time of three days passed quickly, and the Barbarian City, the Imperial Spirit Garden.

In a certain secret room, Shen Long sat cross-legged on the futon, staring at the Red Crow Ding not far away.

After a while, Shen Long put away the spiritual flame and opened the lid.

He stepped forward and looked towards the Dingnei, and saw twenty-four golden pills, each of which had nine Dan patterns on its surface, full of grains and bright colors.

Shen Long's face was overjoyed, and after the Red Lotus True Flame devoured a cloud of third-order spiritual flames, the alchemy efficiency increased again, and he could refine a furnace of third-order pills in three days.

He took out a red communication disk and punched in a spell, and the voice of the Ice Silkworm real person sounded: "Shen Long, the decisive battle is over, we are going to set off, and we will meet on the city wall immediately." ”

"Got it, master."

Shen Long agreed, put away the communication disk, changed his face, and walked out.

Out of the Imperial Spirit Garden, he turned into a ray of light and flew high into the sky, and soon came to the city wall.

A large number of monks gathered on the city wall, and more than 50 Yuan Infant monks gathered on the city wall, which was not spectacular.

There are more than 50 Yuanying monks in the eighteen countries of the human race, and some Yuanying monks must be left behind to guard the rear.

Outside the city, hundreds of thousands of barbarian monks gathered here, ranging from Qi Refining to Yuan Ying.

Lu Qingshan's face froze, and he said in a deep voice: "Follow me to meet the enemy." ”

As soon as the words fell, Lu Qingshan flew out, and Liu Zi'an and others followed.

"Kill!"

With a wave of his hand, hundreds of thousands of barbarian monks scattered and rushed towards the barbarian city.

Hundreds of thousands of Terrans also dispersed, fighting each other across the vast plains, each side looking for an opponent.

The low-level monks of the human race gathered together in twos and threes to join forces to fight the enemy, and the high-level monks of the human race were the same, there was no way, the body of the barbarian race was very strong.

Shen Long's gaze swept away, and his gaze fell on a black-shirted man with a big waist and a round waist, and the black-shirted man stood on a huge red fire Jiao, his face full of murderous energy.

Tu Xin, born in the Black Crow Tribe, was in the late stage of Yudan.

Barbarian monks will also raise spirit beasts and spirit insects, and half a year ago, Tu Xin appeared on the battlefield and killed many Jiedan monks with a third-order dragon.

The Red Fire Jiao of the Red Jiao Zhenren killed many barbarian monks, was besieged by many barbarian monks, was seriously injured, and has not yet recovered.

Tu Xin was about to look for an opponent when a cyan tornado more than 100 feet high swept in.

He snorted coldly, and the red flame Jiao under him raised its head to the sky and roared, spewing out a thick red flame, and headed straight for the opposite side.

The red flames collided with the cyan tornado, and the cyan tornado burst open, turning into hundreds of giant wind blades, heading straight for Tu Xin.

The black light on Tu Xin's body surface shone brightly, and a huge black crow phantom appeared in the void above his head, and the black crow phantom spewed out a black sound wave, crushing the giant wind blade that attacked.

"Look for death!"

Tu Xin snorted coldly, and the Red Fire Jiao under him shook his head and tail, and pounced on Shen Long.

Before the Red Fire Jiao could get close, it spewed out a stream of red flames and came straight towards Shen Long.

Shen Long raised his head to the sky and let out a deafening dragon groan, spewing out a red sound wave that crushed the red flames.

The void above his head sundled, and a huge black bird's claw appeared, heading straight for his head.

Shen Long's reaction was very fast, his right hand lit up with a dazzling red light, and a large number of dragon scales grew, turning into a red dragon claw, defeating the black bird claw.

A thick red dragon tail swept over and slapped at Shen Long.

Shen Long waved his claws, blocking the red dragon tail, and his body flew behind him uncontrollably.

Before he could land, a black tornado more than 100 feet high swept over and instantly arrived in front of him.

Shen Long shouted, spewing out a red sound wave, crushing the black tornado, hundreds of black giant wind blades flew out, hitting Shen Long's body one after another, and there was a muffled sound of gold and iron clashing, Shen Long's body surface was covered with red scales, safe and sound.

(End of chapter)