"If you want to practice quickly, the Xihai Immortal Cultivation Realm is a good place to go. Gu Tian's baby-like little face showed a little emotion, and slowly spoke.

"Xihai Immortal Cultivation Realm?Ancient Daoist Friend is from the Xihai Immortal Cultivation Realm?" Although Zhang Yang was asking, he already had the answer in his heart, this Yuanying Monk was not like a Xuanzhou monk, nor was he like a Southern Xinjiang monk, from the previous conversation, he was more like a Xihai monk in the west of the chaotic land.

"Exactly, I am a monk of the Chixiao Sect of the Xihai Immortal Cultivation Realm. Gu Tian nodded, did not deny it, and said his own sect.

"The Immortal Cultivation Realm of the West Sea is vast and boundless, divided into the inner sea and the outer sea. There are five major forces in the Inland Sea, namely the Righteous Path Leader Guiyi Sect, the Three Great Sects of the Demon Dao, the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect, the Yin Sha Sect, the Corpse Refining Sect, and the Chamber of Commerce organization composed of monks, Wanbaolou. ”

"Unlike the Demon Dao, which only has three major sects, the Righteous Dao has a variety of forces, and the forces of large and small sects are spread over most of the inland sea. ”

"In addition to the neutral force of Wanbaolou, the three major sects of the Demon Dao are attacking the righteous path forces all the time, one is for cultivation resources, and the other is for the soul and body of the monk, as well as the evil qi, etc., all of which are pursued by the demon path monks. ”

"My Chixiao Sect is one of the forces of the Righteous Dao Sect, and I am close to the Demon Dao forces, so I accidentally damaged my body in the battle with the Demon Dao Monk. ”

"This is the case in the inner sea of the Western Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm, and the outer sea is the world of demon beasts, and every year many monks go to the open sea to hunt demon beasts, including the sea area where the low-level demon beasts are located, and the sea area where the high-level demon beasts are located, which can be described as vast and boundless. ”

“......”

After Zhang Yang talked with Gu Tian, he pondered for a long time, and finally decided to go to the West Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm.

The cultivation resources of the Xuanzhou Immortal Cultivation Realm are limited. The treasure land of Hidden Dragon Valley was originally a blessed land for Jindan monks, but now Zhang Yang did not dare to step into it.

Compared with the immortal realm of the West Sea as mentioned by Gu Tian. Xuanzhou, a million miles in circumference, can only be regarded as a very small area!

The inner sea of the Immortal Cultivation Realm in the West Sea alone, from the region where the righteous path forces are located. Flying to the region where the demonic forces are located, even the Jindan monks will fly away for decades!

However, the Xihai Immortal Cultivation Realm has a teleportation array left by the ancient monks, saving the monks countless time, and Zhang Yang's goal is to place it in the open sea of the Xihai Immortal Cultivation Realm, which is said to be vast and boundless, with countless demon beasts and heavenly treasures, which is the monk's paradise.

Now Zhang Yang's eyes are not only on improving his cultivation, but also on cultivating to the ninth turn of Jindan, he is looking at Yuanying Avenue. Even higher realms, and the Xihai Immortal Cultivation Realm has more opportunities, waiting for him to fight for it!

With the goal, Zhang Yang left Hidden Dragon Town, flew all the way to the west, and with the speed of his Jindan monk, he left Xuanzhou a month or two later, and came to the gathering place of the legendary evil cultivators, the place of chaos.

Zhang Yang had already learned from Gu Tiankou. The chaotic place was occupied by the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect, the Yin Demon Sect, and the Corpse Refining Sect of the Xihai Immortal Cultivation Realm. But it is a paradise for demonic monks.

The Ten Thousand Ghost Sect, the Yin Demon Sect, and the Corpse Refining Sect each have a rudder-like existence in the chaotic land, and they are jointly in charge of this blessed land in the eyes of the demon monks, and it is said that some ghosts, zombies, and goblins. All in this chaotic place.

Although he didn't know why the Demon Dao cultivators in the Land of Chaos didn't attack the Xuanzhou Immortal Cultivation Realm, Zhang Yang had already guessed a rough idea. Except for the Xuantian Sword Sect that was located in the Xuantian Mountain Range and overlooked Xuanzhou. What other sects can make the three major sects of the Demon Dao jealous?

Zhang Yang entered the chaotic land and did not stop, but flew all the way to the west, but along the way, he also clearly felt that the yin qi was dense, and in many places it was even more yin.

For the demonic monks who cultivate with the help of foreign objects, these evil qi are not weaker than the heavenly treasures that speed up their cultivation, but Zhang Yang is not too disgusted with these monks, all the monks in the immortal cultivation world are all pursuing natural selection, and the ultimate goal is to become immortals.

It's just that most of the demonic monks have been in the company of yin and evil all the year round, and their temperament has become extreme, and they are prone to killing people for fun, so the monks are already crazy in Zhang Yang's eyes.

On this day, Zhang Yang was hurrying in a muffled voice, his complexion suddenly changed, and he saw a black light flying towards him in the distant sky, and the target was pointing directly at his location.

Seeing such a situation, Zhang Yang stopped his light, stepped on the Xuantie Sword under his feet, and stopped in the air expressionlessly.

The speed of the black light was extremely fast, from appearing in the sky to stopping not far in front of Zhang Yang, it was only a few breaths, and the light dissipated, revealing a middle-aged monk with a pale face.

Zhang Yang raised his eyes and sensed that this person was actually a cultivator of the Nine Turns of Jindan, and he stepped on a black cloud formed by the condensation of evil qi under his feet, which was actually a rare flying magic weapon.

"Huh, you're a righteous monk?"

The middle-aged monk also looked at Zhang Yang, his consciousness swept away, and his face suddenly showed a little surprise, and he exclaimed: "It seems that Lin Mou's luck is good, he caught a big fish, the storage bag of the late Jindan monk, there must be a lot of good things, right?"

"Your Excellency is also a late-stage Jindan monk, there must be a lot of good things in the storage bag?" Zhang Yang smiled noncommittally, although he had long heard that evil cultivators were everywhere in the Land of Chaos, he didn't expect to meet a late-stage Jindan monk so lightly.

Zhang Yang is not a fool, how can he not see the other party's intention to kill people and seize treasures, as for the scene where good and evil are not separated, he didn't even mention it.

The middle-aged monk listened to Zhang Yang's words, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, the other party was so fearless, he must have some means, but he was only slightly stunned, and then sneered: "Your Excellency is not afraid of the wind and flashed his tongue, if you want my storage bag, you have to see your means." ”

"Since Daoist friends want to see it, then let's watch it!"

Zhang Yang smiled coldly, and he didn't see how to move, the Xuantie sword under his feet flew out, and it was divided into three with a slight flicker, stabbing straight towards the other party, extremely fast.

"Sword cultivation?"

Seeing Zhang Yang's means of turning the flying sword into three, the middle-aged monk's face changed slightly, and he put away the meaning of some contempt, as one of the three major sects of the Demon Dao of the Xihai Immortal Cultivation Realm, a monk of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect, he was a little conceited.

The middle-aged monk opened his mouth and spat out, and a small black banner flew out, and the light flashed into a black flag, and as the middle-aged monk stretched out his hand, a hideous ghost flew out of it.

In an instant, hundreds of ghosts rushed out, all of them had the breath of ghosts in the foundation building period, and the first three ghosts with a height of more than a foot and a green face and fangs actually had the breath of a ghost king!

Ghosts and zombies are the same, they are clearly divided by the monks of the immortal cultivation world, the ghosts in the Qi training period are at the same level as the white zombies, the ghosts in the foundation building period are at the same level as the black zombies, and then there is the ghost king who gives birth to spiritual wisdom, and the same level as the purple zombie king.

Legend has it that the Ghost King advanced again, and he was the Ghost Emperor, no different from the human Yuanying Monk, and the Flying Yaksha after the Purple Zombie King advanced again.

Legend has it that above the ghost emperor, there are ghosts and immortals, and the supernatural powers are more than one step better than the monks in the god transformation period, and the drought in the zombies is the same, only zài is left in the legend.

Whether it is a ghost or a zombie, it is more difficult to advance than a human monk, but the lifespan is far higher than that of a human monk.

The middle-aged monk sacrificed the magic weapon that the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect relied on to become famous, and the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags, there were hundreds of ghost creatures in the foundation building period, as well as a three-headed ghost king!

"Huh?"

Zhang Yang also showed surprise on his face, pinching the trick with one hand, the three Xuantie swords each flickered, and out of thin air, there were six more flying swords, the sword trick in his hand changed, and the light of the nine Xuantie swords flashed, and each turned into a giant sword of more than ten zhang.

Nine giant swords slashed at a ghostly thing.

I saw that the three-headed ghost king, who was more than a foot tall and had a green face and fangs, his eyes were smart and bright, and he obviously opened the expression of spiritual wisdom, and the three-headed ghost king seemed to recognize the power of the flying sword, and each opened his mouth and spit out, spewing out a fist-sized bead surrounded by black gas, and facing the flying sword that slashed at him.

It is the unique ghost elixir of the ghost king, not to mention that the power can compete with the magic weapon, and the evil qi on it has the characteristics of corroding the monk's magic weapon.

But the three-headed ghost king still underestimated Zhang Yang's flying sword, this is a flying sword refined by thousands of spiritual objects, how can the power be compared to ordinary magic weapons, just one blow, accompanied by three abnormal sounds, the three ghost pills were cut in half!

As the ghost pill was cut in half, the three-headed ghost king roared one after another, and his body changed for a while, and finally turned into a stream of black gas, which was collected by the middle-aged monk with a greatly changed complexion in the Ten Thousand Ghost Flag.

"You dare to destroy my ghost king!" The middle-aged monk's face was painful, mixed with a little shock, and he pointed at Zhang Yang and drank loudly, his voice was full of anger.

Zhang Yang didn't pay attention to the other party, but frowned, only to see a giant sword slashed on a ghost thing, although it passed through the body of a ghost thing, but it didn't kill it, just made the black qi on the ghost thing dim.

The strangeness of these ghost things is also very difficult, but it is a carelessness of the three-headed ghost king, who was defeated by Zhang Yang and the ghost pill, although he did not die here, but also fell into the realm of the ghost king.

Speaking of which, the two of them just exchanged hands, Zhang Yang smiled coldly, stretched out his hand, and flames rose out of thin air on the nine giant swords, and this time, the ghosts swept by the giant sword touched the flames, and immediately evaporated one by one!

The middle-aged monk was not idle, his face was angry and painful, and with a flick of his sleeves, a small black seal the size of a fist flew out, and he stretched out his hand to punch in with a little mana.

The small black seal flew into the air, and with a dripping turn, it turned into a hundred-zhang giant seal, exuding an astonishing coercion, striking at Zhang Yang from top to bottom, judging its power, far beyond ordinary magic weapons.

"Ancient treasures?"

Zhang Yang's divine sense swept away, sensing the power of the black giant seal, his complexion changed slightly, and he was able to exert such power, thinking that it was an ancient treasure left by the ancient monks!

Zhang Yang recalled the nine Xuantie swords and went up to meet them, and without hesitation, a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, pinched the trick with one hand, and drank lightly.

"Extreme!"

Nine Xuantie swords of more than ten zhang merged into one in the air, turning into a giant sword that was almost a hundred zhang, and struck together with the black giant seal that fell. (To be continued......)