The Island of Ice and Fire, a lonely island on the way to the Arctic Sea, is shrouded in clouds and mist, as if isolated from the rest of the world.

More than a dozen unphased true monarchs temporarily gathered here.

"The Tribulation of Ascension has spread all over the world." A middle-aged monk in a green shirt spoke slowly, his eyes revealing a hint of worry, "Although we haven't experienced it personally, listening to the descriptions of fellow Daoists is enough to make people's hearts palpitate. If Ascension really hides a huge trap, what should we do? ”

When the monks heard this, they were silent. They have cultivated so far, all of them in order to pursue a higher realm and ascend to the upper realm. However, this sudden ascension trap put them in a dilemma.

At this moment, a lilac light fell from the sky and illuminated the entire island. Everyone looked up and saw a monk in a cloak and a hat and a mask slowly falling. His figure looked mysterious and majestic against the background of purple light.

"Purple Shadow Ghost!?" Spirit Sword True Monarch exclaimed, her eyes were full of surprise and anticipation, after all, he hadn't seen Li Shuidao for a long time.

Li Shuidao smiled slightly, took off his mask, and revealed a handsome and deep face. He looked around, took a deep breath, and said, "Everyone, the opportunity to escape from this cage and ascend to the Upper Realm is right in front of you. But we have to work together to overcome the obstacles and get away with it. ”

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Celestial.

Vast and immense, the aura overflows.

In this vast world, the spiritual veins are like the blood veins of the earth, distributed in every inch of the fairy world. They are divided into nine levels, from the first to the ninth.

The first- and second-order spiritual veins, known as the lower grade spiritual veins, are the starting point for many monks to embark on the path of cultivation, although their strength is meager. Under the nourishment of these spiritual veins, the monks could cultivate to the realm of the early stage of the knot, and feel the initial spiritual energy fluctuations between heaven and earth.

And the third- to fourth-order spiritual veins are medium-grade spiritual veins. Their power was even stronger, enough for the monks to cultivate to the realm of the late Yuan Infant stage. Here, the monks can feel the surging of the aura even more intensely, as if they are in a sea of aura.

The fifth- to sixth-order spiritual veins are the high-grade spiritual veins. Their existence was enough to shock the entire immortal world. The cultivators who cultivate here can cultivate to the realm of the late stage of refining the void. Their cultivation is already enough to gain a foothold in the immortal realm and become a powerhouse.

The seventh- to eighth-order spiritual veins are the best spiritual veins. Their existence has surpassed the imagination of ordinary monks, allowing monks to cultivate to the realm of the late stage of merger. Here, the monks had already touched the edge of the Great Luo True Immortal and felt the endless mystery and power.

As for the ninth-order spirit vein, it was even more of a legendary immortal spirit vein. They do not arise naturally, and only Mahayana monks can refine them themselves in the cave with the help of secret methods. However, the maintenance time of the immortal spirit vein is extremely short, after all, nine is the extreme, and the object must be reversed.

There is no natural Nine Realms spiritual vein in the entire Immortal Realm, which is the exclusive domain of Mahayana monks.

Tian Yuan faction.

This ancient sect is located in the Tianyuan Sacred Mountain, and there is an eighth-order spiritual vein on the holy mountain.

However, these eighth-order spiritual veins were only limited to a very small area at the peak of the mountain.

The higher the spiritual vein, the smaller the area covered, which is also the way of heaven.

As the saying goes, the way of heaven makes up for the insufficiency, and the loss is more than enough.

At the top of Tianyuan Sacred Mountain, there is a quaint room. There is a monk in the room who meditates and cultivates all the year round, and his figure looks more and more ethereal in the swirling aura.

In front of the monk, an incense burner was placed.

This incense burner, with its long ancient rhyme, stands quietly in front of the monk. Each of its textures is deeply imprinted with the imprint of time, exuding a vicissitudes and solemn atmosphere.

The lid of the incense burner opens slightly, and a wisp of smoke rises from it. This light smoke is ethereal and hazy, as if it has drifted from another world, with a mysterious and distant atmosphere. It floats slowly in the air, sometimes gathering, sometimes scattering, like clouds in a fairyland, which is fascinating.

This incense burner is called the Demon Suppression Furnace.

This demon furnace is different from the mortal world, it is actually a small world that has been sealed, and within it is suppressed an abyss troll captured from the demon realm. This demon is strong enough to compete with the cultivators of the Realm of Refinement.

The Demon Suppression Furnace not only suppressed this giant demon, but also absorbed its power. Every forty or fifty years, a strange cultivation resource would be produced in the furnace.

It was a half-human, half-demon monster, although this creature had a long mana, but its strength was extremely shallow, and even the high-grade golden pill was incomparable, and it could easily be subdued by high-level monks.

However, these half-human, half-demon monsters are very cunning, and many times they will appear in human form. They are good at disguise, often disguised as ordinary monks in front of people, calling others immortals, and even asking the cultivators to accept him as apprentices with a pious face, but in fact, their essence is simply half-human and half-demon monsters.

Therefore, the Demon Suppression Furnace of the Tianyuan Sect guards the monks. Whenever a Terran monk is found coming out of the furnace, he will cast a spell to make them manifest in their original form. Those monsters were exposed in their original form under the law, ugly, and terrifying.

These half-human, half-demon monsters, although extremely ugly, are all precious materials for refining spatial treasures.

This space treasure is not the kind of storage bag, which can only hold three or four small bags, but is equivalent to a miniature world, generally with 10 million acres.

10 million acres is equivalent to two state capitals, and even 100,000 people can live and work in it all year round.

Even if this kind of spatial treasure is placed in the immortal realm, it is also a treasure that every high-level monk dreams of.

With it, you can take a small world with you.

There would even be a second-order spiritual vein in this small world, which was enough for low-level monks to practice in it.

In the battle with the demons, the immortals galloped across the country with this spatial treasure in their hands, and rescued countless creatures who had been poisoned by the demons.

Even if the demons destroyed a small world, the immortals could take away all the mortals in this small world with this spatial treasure in their hands.

As the saying goes, saving a person's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, if it saves all the races in a world, it is simply a great merit.

Mercy!

Although the path of cultivating immortals is full of hardships and dangers, only with compassion can we achieve positive results. The Tianyuan Sect's refining void period power, which guards the demon furnace in the town, will use those half-human and half-demon monsters as materials to refine more spatial treasures and contribute to the peace and tranquility of the fairy world.

Suddenly.

The Demon Suppression Furnace trembled slightly.

The furnace keeper opened his eyes, and his eyes shone with determination and compassion.

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Demon Furnace.

The location of the furnace is the Ascending Sendai, from which the indigenous monks of this world ascended to the upper realm.

It is located in the Arctic Sea.

Fierce winds raged across the sea, whipping up layers of waves.

In the depths of the ocean, the cold has made the rough seas form layers of glaciers.

Above the glacier, there is a stone platform at an altitude of 10,000 meters, and the stone platform is suspended in mid-air out of thin air, and this is Dengsendai.

At the foot of the mountain, the glacier is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the blue light unique to the Arctic Sea.

In this glacier, there is an ancient secret realm hidden - Qionghua Secret Realm. Its entrance is surrounded by countless rays of light, these rays of light, strange, dreamlike, so called Qionghua.

After three hundred years, the Qionghua Secret Realm has finally opened its mysterious door again.

Nearly a hundred Ziyang Sect monks all stood at the entrance surrounded by light.

"A few of you, stay outside and guard the Sendai, while the others go down with me." The Purple Sun Demon Lord's voice was cold and firm, unquestionable.

Two monks remained at the entrance, while the other two flew to the high altitude of Tosendai.

The rest of the monks rushed in, following the Purple Sun Demon Lord through the light. In the light, there seemed to be countless stars twinkling, and they seemed to have passed through the tunnel of time and space, flying all the way down.

Soon, a pitch-black waterhole appeared in front of their eyes. The pool was bottomless, as if it were a bottomless pit.

Without the slightest hesitation, the monks jumped into the pool. Their bodies sank rapidly in the pitch-black water, and there was silence all around them, except for the sound of water running across their bodies.

At 50,000 meters of water, a huge ruin appeared in front of everyone's eyes. The ruins are huge, as if they were made of countless boulders, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

In the deepest part of the ruins, an abyssal troll is imprisoned. It is huge, its body is like a mountain, and its limbs are thick and powerful, as if it can shake the whole world. Its skin was covered with dense scales, each of which shimmered with a faint light, as if it contained endless power.

The troll's head was enormous, and its eyes shimmered with an eerie light like two huge black gems. When its mouth opens, it seems to be able to swallow the whole world, revealing sharp fangs that make people shudder.

Its aura is powerful and evil, as if it can erode people's souls.

Pitch-black chains ran through the troll's body, and on these chains, there was an inexplicable rune.

Under the order of the Purple Sun Demon Lord, many Purple Sun Sect monks took out the refined magic weapons one after another, and carefully inserted them into the iron locks wrapped around the troll.

"Let's go!" The Purple Sun Demon Lord gave an order, and the magic weapon began to emit a faint light, echoing with the runes on the iron lock. Powerful forces poured out of the magic weapon and poured into the iron locks, as if to completely destroy the shackles that bound the trolls.

The troll seemed to feel the surge of power, a furious glint flashing in its eyes, and a low growl came out of its mouth. However, the iron lock seemed to have infinite power, trapping the troll so tightly that no matter how much it struggled, it could not break free.

The Purple Sun Demon Lord sneered, his purpose was not only to release this abyssal troll, but also to take the entire world away. He wants to make this world the bag of the Demon Realm, leaving an empty waste furnace for the Tianyuan Sect of the Immortal Realm.

As the power of the magic weapon continued to be injected, the iron lock began to make a "squeak" sound, as if it was under tremendous pressure. Finally, with a loud bang, one of the locks broke, leaving three remaining.

The Abyssal Trolls are about to be freed!

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Outside the secret realm of Qionghua, a stone platform suspended in the sky stands in the clouds, which is the legendary Dengxian Terrace.

On the platform, two Ziyang Sect monks stood proudly, they possessed fourth-order cultivation, and the demon core in their bodies gave them otherworldly powers.

Their level of power far surpasses that of the Phaseless True Monarch of this world.

Fifty or sixty Phaseless True Monarchs suddenly appeared in the distance, these True Monarchs were in groups, and their aura was majestic, although they were mighty, they were nothing more than a rabble.

Seeing this, a trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the two Ziyang Sect monks.

Yes, these indigenous monks do have a long mana, but what about a long mana?

After all, it is the power of the Dao that determines the outcome of the victory. As long as they transform into desolate demons, these natives will be like ants, and they can be destroyed at will.

"Why are you here?" A Ziyangmen monk asked in a deep voice, his voice echoing between heaven and earth like an ancient bell.

Hearing this, a woman flew out of this group of Phaseless True Monarchs, this woman was petite and wearing a long white dress like flowing clouds, it was the Spirit Sword True Monarch.

She floated forward, and her voice was like a golden stone: "Naturally, it is to pursue the immortal path and transcend the mortal." Trapped in this world, how can you talk about being at ease? ”

"Don't be impatient, after today, wait for the time when you will ascend." There was a hint of unmistakable majesty in the voice of the Ziyang Sect monk.

Spirit Sword True Monarch was not moved at all, she snorted lightly, the long sword was unsheathed, and the cold light flickered. She swung her sword and slashed, and the sword aura was like a rainbow, reaching straight into the sky, splitting a huge hole in the already thin world wall like cicada wings.

"I'm one step ahead and I'm going to the fairy world!" The woman turned into a streamer of light and galloped towards the rift.

"Daring fanatic!" A Ziyangmen monk roared angrily, his body suddenly became larger, and he turned into a desolate demon, and his giant hand stretched out, trying to capture the woman back.

At this moment, not far from Dengxiantai, a purple light suddenly flourished, and a purple-black sun rose. In the midst of the sun, Li Shuidao, who was dressed in a green robe, stood proudly, and the purple sun behind him exuded a terrifying aura.

"Purple Sun!"

With Li Shuidao's burst of applause, the purple-black sun instantly turned into a blazing pillar of light and shot towards another Ziyang Sect monk.

Wherever the pillar of light passed, the space seemed to be distorted, and the terrifying power made everyone change color.

"Ahh

I only heard an earth-shattering loud noise, and the pillar of light smashed the Dengxian platform, and the whole heaven and earth seemed to tremble at this moment. The air around Tosendai was distorted by the heat, making a sizzling sound.

The Ziyang Sect monk's face changed drastically, and he angrily turned into a desolate demon, preparing to strike a fatal blow at Li Shuidao.

At this moment, a large hole suddenly opened in the sky, and a huge palm stretched out of it. The five fingers of the palm were like hooks, as if they could crush everything, and it grabbed the neck of the desolate demon directly.

"There are demons hidden here!" The voice of the master of the big hand was furious, like a thunderbolt above the nine heavens, roaring between heaven and earth. His voice was full of majesty and unquestionable, as if it was the judgment of heaven, and it made all the living beings present feel palpitations.

As the voice fell, the huge palm suddenly tightened, and the five fingers were like hooks, tightly choking the neck of the desolate demon. Horror and despair in the Demon's eyes lit up, and he tried to struggle, but his resistance seemed so insignificant in the face of this powerful force.

"No...... No way, I am the body of the desolate demon, how can I ......" The desolate demon's voice stopped abruptly, his body trembled violently in the palm of his hand, and then turned into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared.

This scene was so shocking that everyone present was stunned. Spirit Sword True Monarch didn't dare to fly again, she looked at the huge palm, her eyes full of fear and awe.

The other demon also felt the terrifying aura. He turned to flee, only to find himself locked in by a flash of light.

The aura pierced the sky like lightning, instantly piercing the body of the desolate demon. The desolate demon let out a terrible scream, and his body quickly withered in the aura, and finally turned into a wisp of green smoke, dissipating between heaven and earth.

There was a dead silence between heaven and earth, and only the huge palm was still hanging in the air. Its owner didn't seem to leave immediately, but silently observed the world below. (End of chapter)