In a corner of Lianyuan Sea, a mountain stands on the sea surface. From a distance, the peak appears and disappears from time to time, like a mirage. There are clouds and mists on the top of the mountain, which never dissipates all year round. The clouds and mists appear colorful halos under the sunlight, lingering in mist, as if they are like fairylands.

In the clouds and mist, there is a villa. On the horizontal plaque at the gate of the villa, there are three big words written on it: Huayan Sect.

The villa is built on the mountain, not a flat piece, with a staggered height and no rules, but it looks natural and atmospheric, and looks quite comfortable. The buildings in the villa are not related to the words "luxury and magnificent", and are similar to the manor built by wealthy families among the ordinary.

Located in a house at the top, a Taoist man in a plain white Taoist robe lies on his hands as a pillow and rests in the direction of the wall. There is a disciple kneeling outside the door.

After a long time, the man yawned, turned over and sat up, and asked the disciples outside, "What's the matter?"

The disciples outside the sect were still kneeling and replied respectfully: "Master, the four senior brothers who went to the Netherworld Sea to hunt Netherworld beasts this time all died, and none of them survived."

"If you die, you will die. What's the point of making a fuss?" said the Taoist indifferently: "Not to mention the half-step Nascent Soul, even if a Nascent Soul cultivator dies in a place like the Netherworld Sea, it is inevitable."

"Reported to the ancestor, the four senior brothers did not die at the hands of the Netherworld Beast, but were beheaded." The disciple outside the sect continued.

"Oh?" The Taoist's eyes flashed instantly and he asked, "Who was killed?"

"This is the image of the heart lamp left by the four senior brothers before their death. Master, please see." The disciple outside the door waved his hand, and four pictures suddenly appeared in the air. In the picture, a yellow dragon was flying, swallowing the four people in an instant. Fang Yi and the other two flashed away in the four pictures.

The strength of Fang Yi and the other two cannot be judged in the image, but when the four disciples of Huayan Sect are located, the Taoist knows that this is the Four Symbol Sword Formation set up by the four people. It can be safe and sound in the Four Immortal Sword Formation and can kill four half-step Nascent Soul Cultivators with one move. If nothing unexpected happens, the other party should have a Nascent Soul Cultivator.

"I actually provoked the head of a Nascent Soul cultivator, and I deserve it if I die." The Taoist said lightly: "But my Huayan Sect is not that easy to kill. Go and find out the news and see what the three of them are."

"Yes, I will take my leave first." The disciple knelt and took a few steps back before getting up and leaving-

In the Netherworld, in a deserted island, Fang Yi and the other two were sitting around the fire, eating barbecue and drinking spiritual wine, which looked so comfortable.

"Old Dragon, your soul-torn banner has absorbed the souls of eleven ghost beasts. Why is your cultivation still at the early stage of the Golden Pill?"

The little devil looked at Long Wanda with contempt and said, "What about the promised return? Where have you been fed?"

"You think the energy that has been fed back does not need to be refined." Long Wanda said angrily: "You have to digest it by sleeping after eating the treasures."

Long Wanda had accumulated a lot of energy in his body at this time. As long as he had enough time to refine all of these energy, Long Wanda's cultivation level would definitely be able to cross to the middle stage of the Golden Pill. As for the late stage of the Golden Pill, it was far from enough. Perhaps it would be enough to hunt dozens of them. If all of them were ghost beasts at the late stage of the Golden Pill, it would be enough to hunt about ten more.

Originally, he only had the early stage of the Golden Pill. He wanted to cultivate to the late stage of the Golden Pill, and relying on the speed of absorbing spirit stones, he still didn't know what year or month it would take. Now he had only been hunting the Nether Beasts in the Nether Sea with Fang Yi in less than a month, and he had already gained this, which also allowed Long Wanda to see the hope of quickly advancing to the late stage of the Golden Pill.

"The Netherworld Beasts in the Demon King Realm are so rare."

Fang Yi interrupted the noise of the two people and said, "We have already penetrated 60,000 miles deep into the Netherworld Sea. We have only hunted eleven Netherworld beasts in total. In addition, the spirit core spirits in the hands of the four and a half-step Nascent Soul cultivators, there are only fourteen, which is still half the distance from the lowest target of thirty."

The minimum goal is to at least make up the number of three experiments. This must be the calculation of the Juntian Ding Artifact Spirit. In Fang Yi's opinion, he must have to make up thirty-six pieces. Of course, more of this kind of thing is better, and it can be used to refine spiritual weapons after staying.

"It's only sixty thousand miles." The little devil said indifferently: "The Netherworld Sea is vast and boundless, maybe a million miles deep. We are only sixty thousand miles away, and we are still on the edge. You may see the demon king-level Netherworld beast inside."

"If you really have to have millions of miles, your cultivation level is afraid that even your Netherworld Spiritual Aura will not be able to withstand the Netherworld Spiritual Aura." Long Wanda finally caught a chance and returned to the little devil.

Fang Yi's natal flying sword can absorb and refine the Netherworld spiritual energy, and Long Wanda's soul-summoning banner is no problem, but the little devil needs to rely on his own cultivation to resist.

"Tsk, I don't care about these Netherworld Spiritual Auras." The little devil king never admits his defeat.

"Return to me..." Long Wanda laughed and said, "I think you, the Holy King, are just a name. If you really have real power, let alone Bai Ze, it would be impossible for you to get a few of them to take charge."

"Hmph, I'm so embarrassed to say it?" When talking about this, it seemed to have stabbed the little devil's pain. Bai Ze was respectful to him, but he refused to let the little devil take away the important combat power. The little devil could not force it, nor did he have the strength to force it, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

What was the same thing in my heart? When Long Wanda mentioned it, the little devil would naturally not be convinced. He said immediately: "If it weren't for me, the Tiandi Sect would have been destroyed by Changle Mountain at this time, but what about you, the sect leader? As the sect leader, what did you do? You still have to rely on this king to protect you?"

"What you said is right." Long Wanda seemed a little guilty: "My sect leader is indeed a bit ineligible. Otherwise, the position of this sect leader will be given to you."

"I..." The little devil kept his words in his mouth and said hatefully: "I almost fell for you, you old man, are very bad."

"Haha." Seeing the two of them quarrel, Fang Yi smiled and said, "Okay, the position of the sect leader is not a joke, so how can you give up today and tomorrow? Don't mention this in the future."

"Okay, okay." Long Wangda spread his hands and shook his head helplessly, "He is the oldest, has the worst cultivation level, and has a hard life. How can he reason?"

"Hmph..." The little devil snorted twice: "If I hadn't remembered you, would you think you could appear in the Netherworld Sea?"

"Haha, I was just kidding just now, why are you so serious?" Long Wanda laughed and changed the topic: "I've eaten and drunk. Are we going ten thousand miles deeper?"

The spiritual power consciousness was restored, and the three of them continued to go deeper.

"The Nether Beast at the late stage of the Golden Pill."

Fang Yi's spiritual sense swept across the sea and was immediately excited. This was the first late-level Netherworld beast they discovered.

Fearing that the Netherworld Beast was jumped away, Fang Yi opened his back and pulled Long Wanda into a white light and flew towards the Netherworld Beast. The little devil could not keep up with Fang Yi's speed of the Netherworld Beast by flying, but his body flashed continuously, and each time it happened to appear beside Fang Yi.

"Go." As soon as we got closer, Fang Yi's natural flying sword pierced into the sea. He shuttled dozens of times in a row, and pierced the Netherworld's blood holes through dozens of blood holes. However, Fang Yi grasped the size and only seriously injured it, but did not kill it.

Fang Yi's natal flying sword had already completed dozens of shuttles, and the spiritual attack of the Netherworld beast arrived. A circle of ripples swept through, but it did not cause any impact on Fang Yi and the other two.

Without Fang Yi taking action, Long Wanda had already manipulated the power of heaven and earth to fish the seriously injured and dying Netherworld beast from the sea. He sacrificed the soul-summoning banner and wrapped the body of the Netherworld beast in a roll, and the soul of the Netherworld beast was pulled out.

"Haha, the Netherworld Beast at the late stage of the Golden Pill is indeed a great replenishment." Long Wangda smiled and said, "I have a feeling that if I absorb dozens of Netherworld Beasts at the late stage of the Golden Pill, my soul-summoning banner can be promoted to a lower-grade spiritual weapon."

"We went deeper and later than we met a ghost beast in the late stage of the Golden Pill. How many dozens do you want to absorb?"

The little devil king spoke, "I see, we will have to meet the Netherworld Beast at the Peak Demon King Realm in less than a few dozen. Perhaps, killing a Peak Demon King is enough to reach the late stage of dozens of Golden Pills. Old Dragon, come on."

"It's not that anxious to be promoted to a mid-grade spiritual weapon." Long Wangda said with a whine and said, "It's better to get the spiritual core spirits needed by the Dark Night Leopard first. Fang Yi, there should be twenty-three now."

It has been nearly two months since I arrived at Netherworld Island. I have hunted twenty Netherworld beasts in total, and I have already gained a lot. The three of them don’t know whether they have not encountered Netherworld beasts at the peak of the demon king realm so far. Is it considered good luck?

"The area of ​​100,000 miles has also been swept away."

Fang Yi's expression became serious: "Old Long, I still have to advise you to stop at the right time. It is rare in Lianyun Sea when the middle stage of the Golden Pill is less than a hundred years old. Even if you accumulate practice slowly, you will definitely get it at half a step of Nascent Soul. There is no need to take too much risk."

Although Long Wangda's cultivation level is still in the early stage of the Golden Pill, as long as he goes back, calms down and refines the energy accumulated in his body, it doesn't take much time to advance to the middle stage of the Golden Pill.

"Fang Yi, I'm different from you."

Long Wangda also said seriously: "You won't say that you have great luck and never lack resources for cultivation. As long as the little devil finds the right treasure, his cultivation can rise sharply. Although Boss Peng seems to be similar to mine, I am different from Boss Peng. Compared with Boss Peng, my killing methods are too single.

Now there are countless eyes staring at us. It is almost impossible for me to practice by absorbing others' cultivation. So for me, this trip to the Netherworld is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for improvement, so I naturally cannot miss it."

When Long Wangda saw what Fang Yi was about to say, he waved his hand and said, "The Heaven and Earth Sect is newly established, and all forces are eyeing each other. We cannot always rely on retreating to the 100,000 mountains to gain a foothold. We cannot have support because you or the little devil king is away. There is no need for the Nascent Soul Realm. I only need to reach a half-step Nascent Soul-Soul, plus the spiritual weapon-level soul-summoning banner, which is enough to resist the Nascent Soul-Soul cultivator."

"This is a great opportunity. If I retreat now, I am afraid I will regret it for the rest of my life."

Long Wanda smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then said, "Besides, even if he encounters the Netherworld Beast at the peak of the Demon King realm, I believe you can save my life, which is just a bit of a burden to you. However, since I have been practicing, I have dragged you down a lot of times, and I don't care about this more time."

"Okay." Fang Yi couldn't help laughing when he heard this and said, "I'm not afraid of being burdened, or I'm worried that if there is no place to find a coolie as suitable as you."

"Two big men, so pretentious." The little devil said, "The little devil whispered—

In the villa covered with colorful clouds and mist, outside the door of the Taoist residence, the disciple was kneeling and waiting for the Taoist who was lying on his side to wake up.

"How did it take nearly two months to find out about the news about the three people?" The Taoist turned over and sat up, his tone was a little unkind, as if he was dissatisfied with the efficiency of his disciples.

"Report to the ancestor." The disciple said, "The situation of the three people is a bit complicated, so I searched for it for a while to ensure the information is accurate."

"Oh?" The Taoist became interested: "What did you find out? Tell me."

"These three people are called Fang Yi and Fang Lei and Long Wanda." The disciple reported: "The one who killed the four senior brothers should be Fang Yi. The information obtained by the disciple said that Fang Yiru is less than 50 years old this year..."

The situation of Long Wanda and the Little Demon King passed by, and the focus was on explaining Fang Yi's situation in detail.

"I am less than half a hundred years old, half a step in the realm of the Nascent Soul, the early stage of the Golden Pill, and the strength comparable to the realm of the US dollar infancy..."

The Taoist whispered for a long time before he spoke: "Although the picture in the heart lamp image cannot judge the strength, killing four half-step Nascent Soul cultivators with one move is almost the same as that of Nascent Soul."

"Will the three holy places allow such people to exist?" The Taoist suddenly sneered and said, "They are afraid that the Hidden Sect behind those people are also concerned about the Hidden Sect behind them. I didn't expect that in addition to our Huayan Sect, there are other Hidden Sects in Lianyun Sea.

Even this Huayan Sect ancestor did not believe that people like Fang Yi could appear among the casual cultivators. What's more, the four people who came out of the same casual cultivator family were not comparable to ordinary cultivators, which was even more intriguing. On the contrary, it was more credible with the support of the existence that was not weaker than the three holy places behind it.

"Forget it, I can't figure out the depth, so I don't care about it for now. If you have the opportunity, create some conflicts for them and let the three holy places test their strength."

"Yes, I'll make arrangements for you."—

Fang Yi, who was flying in the air, suddenly stopped and looked shocked.

"Fang Yi, what's wrong?"

The little devil took Long Wanda and stopped. When they saw Fang Yi's appearance, the two were also startled and stopped quickly. They had already reached 150,000 miles. The three of them didn't say anything, but they were all on guard, afraid that they would meet the Netherworld Beast at the peak of the Demon King realm.

Seeing Fang Yi suddenly stopped, his face changed, and subconsciously thought that it was Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness that had discovered the peak demon king.

"It's a good thing. The Netherworld Beast in the late stage of the Golden Pill has nineteen feet."

Fang Yi looked at Long Wanda and the little devil with a look of surprise on his face. They already had twenty-nine spiritual core spirits in their hands. If they could kill all the nineteen Netherworld beasts, it would be enough to refine the spiritual core spirits of the fake pills.
Chapter completed!