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After leaving the border of Qiong Kingdom, there was a Qiong Kingdom city or village or town almost every few hundred miles, and the densely populated scene no longer appeared.

Now, the monks appear at the feet of the monks. The Demon Yama Mountain, which is full of poor mountains and rivers, stretches for hundreds of miles, is full of mountains and ridges, with poisonous miasma and violent auras, and poisonous insects and beasts everywhere. Every inch of land may be surrounded by deadly poisonous insects, and there are dangers everywhere and few people are coming.

Of course, the danger of Demon Tooth Mountain is only for mortals, but immortal cultivators still don’t take this little bit of evil seriously.

At this moment, on a protruding tooth-shaped peak at the Magic Tooth Mountain, Linghu sat cross-legged on a rock on the top of the peak. On a huge bluestone about twenty meters away from Linghu, Linghu's forbidden spirit giant sword was inserted into this huge bluestone, inserted very deeply, and it didn't reach the handle!

A series of divine thoughts kept sweeping on Linghu's body. Linghu seemed to have no feeling, crossing his knees and closing his eyes, and his mind was leisurely.

Soon, a series of flying sword lights rushed toward each sword light, and a monk stood firmly on each sword light, his eyes shining with strange light.

Linghu slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the cultivators in the sky, and said aloud: "It's really hard for you to follow you from afar. Linghu has an offer. I wonder if you are interested in listening to it?"

"We are only interested in what you are on you! For the sake of being a disciple of the Huayan Sect, leave the storage bag and the Forbidden Spirit Sword and you can leave." A red-haired monk with two white eyebrows shouted.

Linghu said: "It's not difficult to keep something from me, but I wonder if you have the ability to take it away?"

The white-eyed and red-haired monk laughed and said, "We know that you are not simple with your physical strength, but can you fight against so many of us? If you don't want to die because of the treasure, I advise you to be more aware of your own things, leave everything on your body, and leave cleanly. Otherwise, don't blame me for not giving face to Huayan Sect!"

"White eyebrows, what are you talking about with the juniors of Huayan Sect? Since you have decided to seize the treasure, just be more straightforward. Don't think that we are the only ones who are trying to seize the treasure. How many people are there afterwards?" A monk with a Taoist bun on his head, wearing a Bagua Taoist robe and floating long beard frowned.

Bai Mei did not dare to neglect the monk wearing the gossip Taoist robe, and said with great respect: "What the senior said is, Bai Mei will take people down to get treasures."

Baimei greeted several companions and drove the flying sword under her feet. A stream of light flashed, and the sword energy was churning. Then she was waiting to fly to Linghu who was sitting on the stone on the top of the peak.

Suddenly, several divine thoughts swept over at the same time. Bai Mei and several monks groaned, their bodies shook, and they almost fell from the flying sword.

The monk wearing the Bagua Taoist robe had a deep face and snorted coldly. His divine thoughts suddenly swept towards the sky and attacked Bai Mei and others.

There was only a sudden sound of a slight "squeak" sound in the invisible air. Somewhere the air, like a wave of water, stirred up waves of light and shadow.

The monk wearing the Bagua Taoist robe obviously did not feel good. His hair and beard flew across the board, and his body flew back dozens of meters in a row. His face turned blue, red, and white, changing. It took several breaths to return to his normal face.

Bai Mei and others looked shocked and stopped in the air and did not dare to continue to approach Linghu. They knew that there were high-level monks peeking in the dark. If they continued to approach Linghu and wanted to take the lead in catching the treasure, they would definitely be attacked by divine thoughts again.

Bai Mei and others were all mid-level monks in the out-of-body stage, and the three divine thoughts that attacked their mind just now, two of which were divine thoughts of high-level monks in the dispersal stage, and the other one was actually in the fusion stage!

In the world of immortal cultivation, monks with lower levels of cultivation and lower levels of elixir cultivation are low-level monks, while those with Yuanying and Out-of-body cultivation are intermediate-level monks, and those with differentiated stages of the God-Divide and Combination stage are high-level monks, while monks with tribulation stages are top-level monks. In addition to top-level monks, there are also peak monks, that is, Mahayana monks, or those who fail to pass through tribulation and turn to practice scattered immortals.

But in the past ten thousand years, the world of immortal cultivation has never heard of a Mahayana master or a peak figure at the level of scattered immortals who have successfully passed the tribulation. It seems that the tribulation period is already the highest cultivation goal that monks can achieve.

Although the monk wearing the Bagua Taoist robe is dressed in Taoism, his name is very ordinary. He is called Zhang Peng, who is a late-stage monk who has opened up the Dapeng Cave in Jiuchui Mountain in the Qinling Mountains. He is a casual cultivator who practices the Taoist orthodox Taoism!

This cultivation is eccentric and remote, and rarely has a good relationship with others. Because of his high level of cultivation, no one dares to offend him.

Originally, the old Taoist Zhang Peng, who was alone in practicing immortality, was obedient and indifferent, was a weak person by nature, and practiced the Taoist orthodox Taoist method. He did not be angry, greedy, or despicable. He had been practicing immortality for thousands of years without any disputes with the world.

However, a junior in the secular world became his worries.

It is no longer clear which generation of descendants this junior is, but since he saw him, the quiet heart of Old Master Zhang Peng has rippled, with family affection and kindness.

Old Taoist Zhang Peng calculated that this was his mental disaster and the last fate in his secular world. Only when this fate is complete can he officially cut off the fate and become a true immortal cultivator. His cultivation and realm will also make a sudden progress.

Therefore, this junior became his only successor, and he devoted all his efforts to him to help him cultivate immortality.

This junior has good roots and excellent qualifications, but with the protection and doting of Zhang Peng, he has developed a arrogant and arrogant character. He often likes to go out and makes many bad fellow Taoists, and I don’t know how many disasters he has caused.

With the support of Mr. Zhang Peng, he was defeated every time.

It is not unaware of the character of this younger generation, but if the mind disaster caused by the last cause of the secular world is perfect, it is necessary to do whatever you want so that other obsessions will not arise.

Therefore, no matter whether it is right or wrong, Zhang Peng is protecting this younger generation to the end.

This time, the old Taoist Zhang Peng left Dapeng Cave and left Jiuchui Mountain because he received the news from several bad fellow Taoists who had made friends with his younger generations. The purpose was to seize the demon pill for his younger generations, so that the younger generation who had already had the cultivation level of the out-of-body stage could successfully break through the divine stage in the future.

Once this junior successfully breaks through the out-of-body stage and reaches the distraction stage, the old Taoist Zhang Peng’s vulgar relationship will be considered complete.

Because of the God-Distraction Stage, I have officially entered the ranks of high-level monks, and the door to cultivating immortals has been officially opened for it. Whether I can do anything in the future depends entirely on my own.

Since leading this junior into the path of immortal cultivation, Zhang Peng would always travel around from time to time, hoping to find the traces of monsters on which mountain, kill monsters, and obtain demon pills.

But for hundreds of years, the old Taoist Zhang Peng has never found anything.

Although the high-level monsters in the Demon Forest Mountains are everywhere, even if the old Taoist Zhang Peng is in the late stage of the fusion, he never dares to attack the monsters in the Demon Forest Mountains.

Therefore, after hearing the news of the mid-stage demon pill, Old Dao Zhang Peng naturally couldn't sit still.

Seizing the demon pill is not only for the younger generation, but also for the last vulgar fate, to be able to achieve perfection, to successfully cut off the ties between the world and without any worries.

Old Taoist Zhang Peng came completely for the Demon Pill. Although he was also moved by the Forbidden Spirit Giant Sword, he knew that his physical strength could not take away this heavy guy at all.

Although Linghu had already lost all three demon pills, who knew that he really didn't have the demon pill in his hand? Even if it was really gone, as long as he controlled him, he would naturally get how he obtained the demon pill.

Old Taoist Zhang Peng did not expect that he had suffered a slight loss from the attack of his divine thought just now. It seems that this time of treasure hunting is not an easy task.

In the distance, colorful clouds shone brightly, and a colorful divine boat slowly flew to the sky. This was a flying magic weapon that could be carried by fifteen people at the same time. On the boat, there were about a dozen disciples of Kunlun Sword Sect wearing white clothes, each with a handsome and fairy temperament.

On the ark, Murong Tianyi, the first senior brother of Kunlun Sword Sect, was in it. Even Linghu once saw the out-of-body cultivator who led the eighteen Kunlun disciples in Zaipu Kingdom, but was finally injured by the divine thought of Du Xu and left in disappointment. He was also in it.

This cultivator in the out-of-body stage has a more outstanding spirit than Murong Tianyi. He is now in the middle stage of the out-of-body stage. He is also the first generation senior brother of the Kunlun Sword Sect, and his name is Yuzhantang!

Because of his cultivation level, he broke through the Nascent Soul Stage and became an elite disciple in the inner hall, the position of the first generation of senior brothers was taken over by Murong Tianyi, who was also outstanding.

And they are all personal disciples of Tianyun Sword Immortal, the real power elder of Kunlun Sword Sect!

But on the Five Colored Divine Boat, the two outstanding disciples of Yuzhantang and Murong Tianyi, as well as the two elders Wufeng who had the cultivation level of the God-Dissolving Stage, and the nine generations of disciples were not Tianyun Sword Immortal himself, but Chu Daozhen!

Chu Daozhen, who once went straight to Qingcheng Mountain for the sake of the spiritual thing, and threatened Du Jing in front of him!

Chu Daozhen is also the real power elder of Kunlun Sword Sect. The strength of Tianyun Sword Immortal is between the two, but Tianyun Sword Immortal likes quietness, while Chu Daozhen is active. Chu Daozhen can be seen in almost all major external affairs of Kunlun Sword Sect.

Just now, Chu Daozhen and the two Elder Wufeng who was in the divine stage next to him fought hard with Old Dao Zhang Peng.

Chu Daozhen stood in front of the colorful Shenzhou with his hands in his hands. His white clothes were fluttering, his long hair was flying, his forehead was wide and his eyes were deep, his hard and handsome, his eyes were sharp, and he was even more like a giant sword that soared into the sky, with a mighty aura.

"I said who is it? It turns out that it is Zhang Peng from Dapeng Cave of Jiuchui Mountain!" Chu Daozhen looked at Zhang Peng coldly and snorted coldly.

Zhang Peng's old Taoist gossip robe was rising and falling, and he stared at Chu Daozhen with a gloomy face: "Fellow Daoist Chu is fine. Three hundred years ago, the Ghost Crying Mountain Wailing Cave, and there was no battle. Today seems to be able to get what you want!"

Chu Daozhen's sword energy surged up and laughed wildly: "Today, I'm going to fight with Zhenren Zhang!"

After saying that, he stepped out and instantly left the colorful divine boat, appearing between nothingness a hundred meters away. He opened his mouth and a strange magic sword frame flew out and attached it to his back.

But there were nine rows of swords on the entire sword frame, and there were nine flying swords on each row, totaling nine ninety-eighty-one!
Chapter completed!