The Demon Country Lord Bing Wei and seventy or eighty demon ancestors were beaten by Su Chen's sword that fell from the sky without any temper, so they could only honestly follow Bai Bu and other monks to Yingzhou Holy Mountain to worship the Holy Venerable.

But I saw that on the top of the sacred mountain of Yingzhou, Su Chen was hunting in the wind in a simple blue shirt, and sat cross-legged on a boulder.

His handsome face, with a little coldness and indifference, greeted the rising morning glow, and the golden glow of the Holy Spirit bloomed all over his body.

Su Chen seemed to be thinking about something.

He no longer restrained his cultivation and aura, and the powerful coercion almost enveloped the entire Yingzhou Holy Mountain, and the half-saint aura made countless low-level demon cultivators tremble.

The saint is out of the world, and there is no other in the world!

Look at the sky, leave the world and be independent!

Although he has not yet turned into a god and ascended, he has already risen through the sky.

Countless low-level demon cultivators and demon beasts from thousands of tribes on the sacred mountain of Yingzhou have already gathered on the mountainside, prostrate on the ground in patches, and worship in an extremely fanatical pilgrimage.

They shouted excitedly, patting their chests, expressing their fierce loyalty, and their willingness to sacrifice everything for the Holy Venerable.

The ancestors of the Demon Kingdom and the East China Sea Demon Court were stunned for a moment when they saw Su Sheng's demeanor, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a while.

Only the ancestors of Su Mansion have long been accustomed to it.

Demon Emperor Jiao Ao's expression was the most complicated, he had been fighting with the Spirit Island Alliance of the Human Race for a long time, and he had never thought that this inconspicuous enemy had become so powerful.

Its life, on the contrary, was saved by the Terran Holy Venerable.

"Little demon ice hideous, meet Lord Su Sheng! I failed to recognize Lord Su Sheng in time before, the little demon is offended!"

Bing Wei led the demon ancestors to the top of the mountain, and he didn't dare to go any more when he was thousands of feet away from Su Chen, so he came back to his senses and hurriedly bowed his head and bowed.

Su Chen glanced at it and said indifferently: "I took the words of the deity as a deaf ear just now, why are you convinced now?"

Bing Vicious's heart was bitter and he didn't dare to argue.

It's not that it doesn't take the Holy Deity into account.

The problem is that there are only three parts of the Divine Spirit Anointing, and it is impossible for any of them to fall into Su Chen's hands. It thought about it, but of course it didn't believe that Su Chen had become holy.

But he never expected that Su Chen really had a spiritual ointment in his hand, and he was successfully sanctified!

"What should I do if I offend the Holy Venerable?!"

Su Chen said.

Bing Wei's heart suddenly cooled, it seemed that Lord Su Sheng still didn't plan to let go of its offense!

I can't fight, and I can't escape.

That's it!

It is it that seeks death on its own, and it can't complain about others.

It can only judge itself to apologize.

"To offend the Lord is a capital offense. The Holy Venerable wants me to die, and I can't help but die!"

The ice monster closed his eyes, raised his claws, and wanted to kill himself with one palm.

"Wait! ”

There was a shout in the distance.

But I saw that two huge warships were flying from afar.

On these two magnificent giant ships, the huge battle flags of "Tongtian Imperial Dynasty" and "Heavenly Dao Alliance" were hung respectively.

It was Shang Chengtian, the lord of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and Ji Yun, the newly enthroned son of the Tongtian Dynasty, who led hundreds of Yuan Infant Ancestors and thousands of Jindan monks.

They rushed to the East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm to find the whereabouts of Su Chen and the Divine Spirit Cream.

But they didn't think that they had just arrived, but they had already received the news that Su Chen had become a half-saint, and the demon country lord Bing Wei was unlucky enough to hit Su half-saint's hand.

Among the ancestors of the two giant ships, Kong Ling, Wei Ji, Zhou Qing, Wei Zhennan, Wei Sanjie and other familiar ancestors are present.

"Lord Saint, if you offend Lord Saint Venerable, you deserve to die. But Lord Saint is the lord of the realm, whether it is a human race or a demon race, they are all your people. Your Excellency is merciful, please forgive it!"

Shang Chengtian flew to the Holy Mountain of Yingzhou, knocked on the Holy Venerable, and said urgently.

"Lord Saint Venerable is merciful, please spare Bing's life!"

The ancestors were a little puzzled why Shang Chengtian would come forward to intercede for Bing Yan. But some shrewd ancestors suddenly came to their senses and pleaded for Bing Wei one after another.

In fact, whether it is Shang Chengtian or them, they are not simply to save Bing Yan.

The demi-saint is an invincible existence in this realm, and has completely destroyed the order and balance of this realm, and life and death can be determined in one word.

Since Su Bansheng can determine the life and death of Bing Yan with one word, he can also determine their life and death with one word.

Even the Demon Country Lord of the three major power giants of the Beiming Continent was offended and said that if he gave death, he would give death, and the other ancestors were probably even more apprehensive and panicked.

They asked Su Sheng's subordinates to spare Bing Wei and try not to kill.

This is also for themselves, after all, no one knows how long it will take for Su Bansheng to fly away. If you don't leave, you don't know how many ancestors will die at the hands of Su Bansheng.

"Since the ancestors intercede for you, the deity will spare your life. But there is still a punishment, punish you to go back to the demon country and think about it behind closed doors for a hundred years. Get up, all of you!"

Su Chen glanced at it, and the black pressure knelt down a large number of Terran and Demon Ancestor Ancestors, with indifferent faces.

He hadn't intended to let Ice Monster cut itself, he just gave it a stern warning lest it would be too arrogant.

Su Chen pondered for a moment, his face became serious, and he said: "The three parts of the Divine Spirit Anointment, each with its own master, is the master of heaven, not the deity.

They are all inextricably linked to the Buddha-figures, so you don't have to track them down. Otherwise, if there is an incident, and if there is any offense, don't blame the deity for killing without forgiveness!"

"Yes!"

"Follow the parables!"

Shang Chengtian, Ji Yun, and Bing Wei, the giant ancestors of the three major forces in Beiming, couldn't help but change their faces slightly.

When Su Bansheng said this, he clearly knew the whereabouts of the other two Divine Spirit Anointments. However, those two copies were obviously in the hands of people who were closely related to Su Bansheng.

They are unwilling in their hearts, but they dare not disobey.

The rest of the hundreds of ancestors naturally said yes again and again, expressing their compliance. The Divine Spirit Anointment didn't have anything to do with them in the first place, so they didn't feel too sorry.

...

Su Chen took care of these things.

He checked his Yuan Infant and found that there were five tightly wound thick threads of cause and effect on the Yuan Baby's body, which had been cut off.

The two that were cut off were Jiao Ao and Jiao Ao, and there were three here in the Heavenly Dao Alliance Shang Chengtian, Tongtian Emperor Chao Ji Yun and the Demon Kingdom Ice Monster.

There are still three left, which are Wu Qiao, Old Master Lu, and Zhang Xiaodi.

Su Chen faintly felt that his Yuan Ying had been greatly "loosened" and became ready to move, as if he was about to break through and embark on the sign of the realm of transforming gods.

Su Chen was taken aback and a little puzzled.

Only then did he cut off five thicker threads of cause and effect.

There are still three remaining that have not been severed.

But his Yuan Ying began to get agitated, is this about to break through the Transformation God?

Su Chen pressed his excitement, cast his holy eyes, swept towards the East China Sea, and continued to search for the whereabouts of Wu Qiao, Old Master Lu and Little Brother Zhang.

...

He soon saw that in the depths of the East China Sea, there was a barbaric spirit island in the territory of the demon clan.

Because this island is located in the territory of the East Sea Demon Court, no human monk dares to live here, and the entire island is full of ancient spirit trees.

At this time, I saw a large cargo ship moored next to the island.

The cabin of the large cargo ship was almost all high-level huge straight spirit wood, which had been cut off from the branches, and only a round piece of spirit wood remained.

"Yo! Watching the chess is rotten, the logging Ding Ding, and the cloud side valley mouth Xu Xing. Selling salaries and drinking, laughing wildly and cultivating ..."

On the spirit island, a loud singing voice led to singing. Majestic and bright, rough and heroic, touching the soul!

A strong man with a bare body, covered in golden light, like a golden god of an iron tower, held a ten-zhang golden giant axe, swung it, and slashed towards a hemlock spirit tree surrounded by four people.

This hemlock spirit wood is notoriously hard as iron. The top-grade material used to refine wood-based flying swords is extremely tough.

A fourth-order hemlock spirit wood with the thickness of an ordinary arm, even if the Infant Ancestor wanted to cut it, it was extremely laborious.

A flash of golden light!

"Click~——!"

The towering fourth-order hemlock spirit tree was splashed by the splitting ironwood debris.

The three-plate axe went down, and the giant tree collapsed with a bang.

The strong man was intoxicated with logging, the golden halo all over his body kept circulating in his body, the dense qi was constantly steaming, and the breath in the middle of the Yuan Infant in his body had reached the peak of incomparably vigorous.

"Boom!"

Late Yuan Infant!

It took only ten years to break through from the middle stage of the Yuan Infant to the late Yuan Infant again.

The tower Jin Han was extremely comfortable, and he couldn't help but let out a long roar of excitement, the sound shook for hundreds of miles, and his singing voice was even louder.

Beside him, an old man in gray robe in the late stage of Jindan and a young monk in the late stage of Jindan were not surprised by this, and they had long been used to it.

The gray-robed old man stared excitedly at the hemlock spirit wood that had been cut down, "Good wood, good wood! This fourth-order hemlock wood can be sold for at least 100,000 spirit stones." Come, little brother, carry it to the cargo ship. ”

"Okay!"

The young monk responded excitedly, exerted all his strength, and the gray-robed old man carried the hemlock spirit wood and transported it to the big cargo ship.

The three of them are Wu Qiao, Old Master Lu and Little Brother Zhang, whom Su Chen has not seen for many years.

Since the three of them came to the East China Sea, they have been running around in the East China Sea and are busy earning spirit stones. But the spirit stone is not easy to earn, and it is not very profitable to do miscellaneous work, and the risk of hunting sea beasts is huge.

After thinking about it, only Wu Qiao felled wood, and earning spirit stones was the most stable, and the investment was small and the results were fast.

It's just that the spirit islands that can be logged are all islands with owners, and there is not much left after paying a large amount of logging money. The rest of the ownerless spirit islands are all on the territory of the demon clan, and there are often demon clans haunting, and they don't dare to go at will.

Old Master Lu and Little Brother Zhang went everywhere to find spiritual trees and asked Wu Qiao to cut them down.

Over the past few decades, several of them have worked hard to accumulate some money.

Finally, they survived to the point where Wu Qiao stepped into the realm of Yuanying.

The ancestor of the human race, the ancestor of the demon race, is not willing to provoke easily.

The three of them no longer had any scruples, and directly spent millions of spirit stones to buy a large cargo ship, searching for spirit trees above the third or fourth order everywhere in the entire East China Sea.

Within the boundaries of the East China Sea, they are like fish in water, and they are so unhappy.

Wu Qiao didn't need a spirit stone at all, as long as there was a spirit wood for him to cut, he could not fit his eyes for a month.

Old Master Lu took the spirit wood to sell, and it was a huge profit, and the spirit stones in his and Junior Brother Zhang's hands were almost exhausted, and they bought a lot of spirit pills, and their cultivation was also progressing rapidly. It's just that the two of them are still stuck in the late stage of Jindan, and they lack some opportunities for the baby.

However, with Wu Qiao's strength that is advancing by leaps and bounds now, it is not too difficult to help them find the opportunity of Yuanying.

Su Chen looked at the three of them, crying and laughing, but he was very pleased.

Wu Qiao is too strong, he is simply practicing against the sky!

There must be some big secret about him.

It's just that Su Chen can't see through it.

Su Chen had never seen a simple and pure immortal cultivator like Wu Qiao.

Indisputable!

Don't fight!

No desires, no desires, never take elixirs, no cultivation of spells!

Wu Qiao didn't even deliberately seek to cultivate the Immortal Dao.

Wu Qiao has the purest golden spirit essence, and he is also a rare super-first-class talent in the immortal cultivation world, and he is a leader in any force.

However, he has no intention of cultivating the battles and mundane affairs of the immortal world, and only takes logging as the supreme pleasure and logging as the only cultivation method.

In the eyes of orthodox immortal cultivators in Middle Earth, the East China Sea, and Beiming, monks like Wu Qiao are obviously "not doing their jobs, willing to fall, and have no future."

However, the path of cultivating immortals, which countless monks regarded as fearful, was automatically opened for him.

In this world, the more you think about it, the more distracted you become. The purer it is, the more powerful it is. From Qi refining to the peak of Yuanying, the road is unobstructed and unobstructed!

Relying only on his own logging talent, he rushed to the realm of the late Yuan Infant stage.

It seems that Wu Qiao's talent for cultivating immortals can be compared with demon ancestors like Kun and Xuanwu, and it will not be impossible to ascend to sanctification in a few decades.

Wu Qiao's strength is enough to take Old Master Lu and Little Brother Zhang to soar.

Su Chen saw that the three of them were doing well, and he was at ease.

He turned around and sent Bai Bu to Old Master Lu and Little Brother Zhang, sending a few Yuanying opportunities, and it was enough to help the two of them set foot in the Yuanying realm as soon as possible.

Old Master Lu, Wu Qiao, and Little Brother Zhang were the first people he and Anu met on the road to find immortals, and they were also lifelong friends, and they could help nature.

Su Chen checked the situation of Wu Qiao, Old Master Lu and Little Brother Zhang with holy eyes, and then looked at his Yuan Ying, but saw that the last three thicker threads of cause and effect had also been broken.

The heart is not concerned, and the cause and effect are self-destructive!

Although there are still some very subtle causal threads, which are still stuck to Yuanying, they can no longer restrain Yuanying's "ready to move".

His primordial infant sat upright on the lotus platform, hungry and thirsty, quickly absorbing the energy in the remaining liquid of the Divine Spirit Paste in his body, completely absorbing most of the remaining Spirit Cream.

"Boom"!

Suddenly, Yuan Ying seemed to have eaten and drunk enough, burped, and stretched a lazy waist a little childishly, and the whole body bloomed with the brilliance of the Holy Spirit.

Step on God, Holy Infant out!