Chapter 397: The Witch's Name
Hearing this, the old bat was slightly stunned, and only recalled it after a long time, and his face showed a clear look, "You mean Yang Cao? There was such a thing a hundred years ago, when the old man found that spirit grass in the offshore waters, he originally planned to wait for a few decades, and pick it when it was ripe, but he never thought that when he left, it was stolen by others, if he didn't happen to encounter it in that trade fair at the end, maybe he would have missed it!"
The old bat said, his originally slightly hesitant expression slowly calmed down, as if he had some plan, and in a blink of an eye, he looked calm and relaxed.
"Oh, it looks like your Excellency is going to trade this yang grass for something!"
Seeing this, Kong Laosan was noncommittal, and there was no joy or sorrow on his face, like a pool of ancient wells, and he couldn't see the slightest thought in his heart.
"Hehe, this is nature, no matter how important the treasure is, it is not as valuable as the old man's life! That yang grass is in the cave where the old man is retreating, but now there is a lava flow, a red land. If you have a heart, the old man is willing to take you there, but before that, you have to make a big oath of demons, and after the spirit grass is successful, you will give the old man a way to live, how about it?"
"This is nature, as long as the spirit grass is in hand, Kong has no intention of embarrassing your excellency!"
Kong Laosan didn't think much about it, and after making an oath, he picked up Fan Miao'er on the side, controlled the light, and galloped towards the southwest according to the guidance of the old bat.
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About 70,000 miles southeast of Sansheng Island, there is a small-scale gathering place of human race, called Zisang Island.
Zimulberry Island is not big, only less than 100 miles horizontally and vertically, about 30,000 mortals live here, and they have made a living by picking purple mulberry fruits for generations.
There is only one small sect called the "Four Imperial Gates" on the whole island, with more than 200 disciples in the door, and twenty years ago, Zhu Yan, the master of the sect who had just reached the early stage of Jindan, led more than 30 foundation building cultivators in the door to participate in the conquest against the Holy Alliance. Later, Feng Li Lao Wei and Zhao Lao Monster of Sansheng Island fought on the top of Sword Mountain, Feng Li Lao Wei died, and Zhao Lao Wei has been in retreat so far, and he does not know whether he lives or dies. The Destruction Holy League has turned from prosperity to decline, and it has fallen apart, and only a small number of people are still resisting.
It's just that the Four Imperial Gates, which originally returned from victory and were given a large number of elixir spiritual materials by the Three Holy Islands and had a sharp expansion in strength, were now surrounded by demon clouds and destroyed the Dao Palace. The screams of countless low-level disciples resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the black bones were everywhere, like hell.
These demon clouds have extremely strong corrosive power, as long as they are contaminated with a little, they will be eliminated in less than half an hour, and they will completely turn into a pile of dry bones. With the expansion of these demon clouds, not only the entire "Four Imperial Gates", but also the entire secular mortals on Purple Mulberry Island, except for a few lucky ones, the rest were swallowed by the demon clouds.
On the top of the mountain, the originally delicate and refreshing ginger antelope was now cloaked, holding a dead head in her hand, and her scarlet and dead eyes burned with a faint sense of madness. It wasn't until this moment that Jiang Ling'er realized that her whole heart could no longer fit anyone except Kong Fei, and even herself couldn't accommodate it. Since hearing the news that Kong Fei had exploded and died with the seven Jindan Ancestors of the Three Holy Sects, his whole heart had become a dead place
The mind of the Benxing master turned into a flame of revenge.
"All those involved in the Three Holy Sects must die!"
All the reason has been burned out by this obsession, so that in just 20 years, Jiang Ling'er has become a female devil who everyone talks about, and the name of "witch" is widely spread. So far, there have been more than seven human gathering places buried in the hands of Jiang Ling'er. With the strength realm of Jindan in the later stage, plus some successful magic weapons and strange soldiers, he escaped the catastrophe of life and death several times, and then took revenge even more frantically. To date, hundreds of thousands of people have died directly or indirectly at his hands.
Seeing that Zisang Island in front of her turned into a dead place, Jiang Ling'er's eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, as if she had done a trivial thing, looked at the sky in the distance, wrapped in magic clouds, and galloped towards another place......
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About 130,000 miles southeast of Qinghuang Island, deep under the sea, there is a small volcano that stretches for miles, called "Black Rock", the volcano is completely composed of a pitch-black sea reef, this kind of reef is also called "cool stone" in the secular world, it is a kind of extremely high-temperature resistant isolation material, but unfortunately it can not transmit spiritual power, it can only be used as an ordinary material.
At the center of the Black Rock Volcano is a huge crater that stretches for hundreds of feet.
Previously, it was also the nest of the four-winged fire bats, but now, the entire black volcano is covered in rolling blazing pale blue magma, and the entire sea is almost boiling, and the heat of hundreds of degrees makes it almost a Jedi. Endless water vapor rises and evaporates, and above the void condenses into rain falling from the sky, and the cycle repeats.
"This magma seems to be quite unusual!"
Under the surface of the sea, the Taoist Zhou Qingguang blessed the surrounding forces, and his eyes looked through the turbid sea water, looking towards the Baizhang crater that was dyed light blue in the distance, and muttered to himself.
"Hehe, it's nothing unusual, it's just a piece of 10,000-year-old fire essence, if it weren't for the life and death of my clan, it would have been taken away by the ancestor a long time ago......"
"Ten Thousand Years Fire Spirit?"
Hearing this, Kong Laosan's heart moved, and a trace of fire suddenly flashed on his face, but Lao Ba's next words, like a basin of cold water, extinguished the thoughts of the Taoist fire.
"However, it is not easy to obtain this 10,000-year-old fire essence. The fire spirit here is derived from the black rock volcano, although your Excellency is extraordinary, but compared with the real Yuan Infant Old Monster, the accumulation of heritage is insufficient after all, if you can't rely on the spiritual power in your body to separate this 10,000-year-old fire spirit from the entire volcano in one breath, you will be counterattacked by the two, in the face of this natural force that is enough to destroy the world and destroy the world, even if you are not careful in the late Yuan Infant period, you must hate the spot, with your current strength realm, I am afraid that it will ......"
Hearing Lao Bat say this, Kong Laosan frowned slightly, but he shook his head, "If this is the case, it can only be said that Kong Mou has a lack of chance, and this piece of fire essence is not needed!"
Kong Laosan said, without too much hesitation, and according to the old bat's instructions, he galloped towards the crater.
Inside the volcano, black rocks
Vertically and horizontally, the black stones that are connected with each other are like the natural magic of heaven and earth, covering the entire volcano along the volcanic stone wall, stone after stone, hole after hole, like a huge labyrinth covering a hundred zhang, in it, occasionally one or two four-winged fire bats The bones lie quietly, which looks a little shocking.
"Did you cause this volcanic eruption?"
Looking at the tragic scene around him, Kong Laosan asked a little casually.
Hearing this, the old bat, which was originally quite quiet, exploded like a fried cat, "What I said before was just to disturb the minds of those two old guys, even if there is no righteousness, after all, they are of the same clan and clan, how could the old man do the act of slaughtering the clansmen." It's just that I found something strange at the bottom of the volcano, and when I went down to investigate, I accidentally touched the bottom of the sea, causing this volcano to erupt ahead of schedule, and those two old guys had to kill me all, hmph, the old man killed the two of them, and they were also to blame, no wonder!"
Hearing this, Kong Laosan only nodded, Zhou Qingguang surged, followed the old bat's guidance, drilled into the cave, and fell towards the halfway up the mountain.
Half an hour later, when the Taoist was dizzy and couldn't distinguish between the southeast and northwest, the originally small stone cave space suddenly opened up, and in front of him was a simple and heavy stone mansion.
"Hehe, what you want, it's inside!"
The old bat's voice sounded at the right time, but there seemed to be something more in the voice. Kong Laosan still looked like an ancient well without waves, his eyes moved, but he didn't hesitate, he stepped forward, but this foot had not yet fallen, and he suddenly noticed something, and the steps that had been taken out shrank back, and his palm unconsciously stroked the spirit beast bag on his waist, and his eyes revealed two different colors.
"Your Excellency's ......?"
The old bat's voice did not fall, but the next moment his eyes suddenly widened, his face revealed a touch of disbelief, only to hear a buzz, a large area of "blood clouds" flew out of the Taoist spirit beast bag, look carefully, but found that these pieces of "blood clouds" in front of him are actually only half the size of a sesame seed, and the eyes can't even see clearly.
It was the mutant borer that Kong Laosan painstakingly cultivated, and now the number of these borers has broken through the "100 million" mark, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as covering the sky.
The borer, one of the nineteen kinds of insects in the world of cultivating immortals, lives on filth, devouring all kinds of filth, and the more filthy and evil the better. When all the filthy qi is devoured, most of these moths will die, and only a very small part can survive, relying on the filthy qi devoured in the body to produce mutations, and then continue to devour the filthy qi, what extent will it eventually reach, there is no record in the immortal cultivation world.
And Kong Laosan, these abnormal borers, after being conceived by the blood pool of the original big middle, became "picky eaters" and fed on ghosts.
As soon as it appeared, the old bat, who was still calm, suddenly became angry, "How is it possible? This is a borer? How can you have such a thing! Stop, stop the old man quickly......"
As Kong Laosan stepped forward, the originally closed closed stone door opened in response, and at the same time, large swaths of borers swarmed towards the stone mansion like layers of blood clouds.