40,000 Years of Cultivation

Five minutes later, poor streets.

The three heavenly demons slowly seeped out from the cracks in the wall, and condensed into three thorny black shadows silently, staring at the person walking at the end of the alley.

The man was ragged and bloodstained, walking in a hurry, looking at the tactical brain on his wrist as he hurried, just like a late office worker.

This weird image is completely inconsistent with the burning city.

Although the heavenly demons did not have much autonomous thinking ability, they still felt a little weird, but before they thought deeply, the instinct of killing and invasion had driven them to send out a scream that shocked the soul, and rushed at the person.

suddenly--

The three heavenly demons, as if hitting the fixation method, with a very funny posture, were frozen in mid-air, and even the screaming sound was abruptly stuck to death, as if the old hen had been cut in the throat with a knife.

In the "surround" of the three heavenly demons, Li Yao lightly clicked on the tactical brain, searching for the latest information on the Nether Blade.

As expected, there was no news of Nether Blade.

As time passed, the Nether Blade's strength floating model constructed by Li Yao, even if there was no magic bullet, the strength of this Nascent Soul Boss was slowly recovering bit by bit.

At this moment, Li Yao's evaluation of the winning rate has dropped to 28.1%.

But he did not dare to hope that the Netherworld Blade would once again rush out stupidly, hurting both with another Yuan Ying old monster, so that he could pick up the bargain.

At this moment, the combat effectiveness of the Nether Blade was roughly reduced to 55% of the initial combat effectiveness.

This is a very perfect number.

No matter how low, with the wisdom and determination of a Nascent Soul boss, he would definitely withdraw from the battlefield without looking back, and would never be confused by some petty profits and put himself in a dangerous situation.

Even now, Li Yao estimated that Nether Blade would not make any more moves.

Since the Hall of Eternal Life has been lurking in the tenth star ring for so long, it must have many secret bases, and the Nether Blade will definitely try to avoid the pursuit and killing of Yuan Ying by the cultivator, absconding to the secret base for treatment and recovery.

After that, based on the recovery of combat power and the changes in the outside world, it was decided whether to continue the assassination or to evacuate cleanly.

Therefore, this second is when the Nether Blade is weakest, and it will not be weaker anymore.

The biggest problem is how to lock the Nether Blade.

Even if the combat power is only half left, the lone thieves like Nether Blade can fight for a remarkable record of more than one star thief group with one's own strength, and of course they are proficient in the art of hiding and hiding.

Coupled with the siege of the Heavenly Demon, there was a great chaos, even if a dozen Yuan Ying joined forces, they might not be able to find the Nether Blade.

Li Yao is even more impossible.

but……

He couldn't find Nether Blade, but it didn't mean that Nether Blade couldn't find him.

"Let's take a gamble, Nether Blade..."

Li Yao murmured, a faint smile evoked at the corner of his mouth, but the depths of his pupils seemed to be pierced with two piles of ice crystals, extremely cold.

Ordinary bait, it is absolutely impossible for the current Nether Blade to be tempted.

But Li Yao believed that he was different.

First of all, his first major action to destroy the Palace of Eternal Life on Teorwon, also facilitated the reconciliation and exchanges between the Teoronites and the Feixing people.

Secondly, "Mountain and Sea Black Lotus, the Four Kings of Longevity", the mountain king Yanxibei died in his hands. If the Netherworld Blade is really the'Black King', even if he never thought of avenging the mountain king, but could kill Li Yao, Can invisibly surpass the dead mountain king and the other two kings.

Finally, and most importantly, Li Yao was attacked and killed by the Nether Blade just half a day ago.

Able to cultivate to the Yuan Ying level, both the cultivator and the immortal cultivator are a little bit perfectionist, and most hate giving up halfway, at least that is the case with Li Yao himself.

The target of the failed attack was swayed under his nose. This kind of humiliation and temptation, Li Yao believes, even a Nascent Soul Boss, it may not be able to bear it.

"Netherworld Blade, the prey that just ran away by mistake has been sent to the door by himself, will you actually do it?"

In the depths of his brain, Li Yao spent three seconds to study the thirteen traps that he had just imagined from beginning to end, confirming that he had reached the limit of his layout, nodded in satisfaction, and then—

"Crack!"

He took off the tactical crystal brain allocated by the command center, and finally browsed the key information, threw the tactical crystal brain into the air, spread the five fingers of his right hand, and grabbed it hard.

The tactical crystal brain burst in an instant and turned into a raging crystal sand

Li Yao severed all ties with the realm of comprehension, and once again became a single-handed man, alone.

Although the tactical crystal brain can provide him with a lot of precious information, he can contact others when he is in the node of the spiritual network, and others can track and lock in turn through the methods of'hot spot sensing','spiritual mining' and so on. he.

Now, Li Yao can already be sure that the infiltration of immortal cultivators into the realm of cultivation has reached a terrifying level.

He really didn't know who was the cultivator and who was the cultivator who was hiding behind the spirit net.

So, don't believe anyone at all, just rely on yourself!

One person, one sword, across the planet!

"The true power of the cultivators is far weaker than that of the cultivators, but hiding in the darkness, they can unscrupulously lay out, set up ambushes, conspiracy, and surprise them. When the cultivators assemble an army to attack them, they can regroup. It’s zero and disappears without a trace."

"Darkness is their most powerful magic weapon!"

"Now, I also have this magic weapon."

"The cultivator is in the light, the cultivator is in the dark, and I, Li Yao, sink into a darker place than the darkness. How can the cultivator attack the cultivator, I will attack the cultivator!"

Li Yao closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

In the air, the smell of blood was mixed with the smell of gunpowder and rust, cold and sweet, and it reminded him of a long, long time ago, in the magic treasure tomb, he was hidden in the darkness deep in the garbage dump, and it was ground with scrap steel. The sharp blade, staring coldly at countless enemies more than ten times stronger than him.

No, not the enemy.

It's prey.

The prey of vultures.

Li Yao licked his lips that were chapped because of sex, smiled slightly, and walked out of the alley quickly.

It was not until he took seven steps out that the three demons whose three heads were suppressed in mid-air by psychic energy could not get up and down, did they regain their mobility.

They froze for a moment, flaring their teeth and claws, eager to rush.

But in an instant, even the scream was too late to make a scream, torn into thousands of pieces.

Li Yao waved his hand.

It's like, slapping three flies to death.

...

In the city center, an underground parking lot, in the gap between hundreds of shuttle cars, was crowded with shivering ordinary citizens.

The atmosphere was very depressing. Many people wanted to cry, but they were afraid of being noticed by the demon outside, so they could only bite the back of their hands and suppressed.

In the corner squatted an old man described as withered, with messy gray hair, covered with dead leaves and mud.

Wearing a cotton coat riddled with holes, there was no movement for a long time, as if half alive.

Such a desperate old man can be seen everywhere in the besieged city of the demon.

But no one knows that he is the Nascent Soul Boss, "Nether Blade" Zhuang Ziyou!

Behind the panicked expression, deep in the gray-brown eyes, extremely calm and indifferent, with the cover of the cotton coat, calmly inspired a bleak light curtain. Through the eyeliner all over the outside, you can understand the latest situation of the battle. .

"call out!"

A faint sound of breaking through the air shook his eardrums.

The corners of Nether Blade's mouth curled, knowing that this was a cultivator's Nascent Soul, and the sword flew in the air above his head.

so what?

He has already used the magical technique to compress his strength to the extreme. Unless a dozen Yuan Ying surrounds the parking lot and distinguishes one by one, even if it is the Da Luo Jinxian, he will never find him.

The terrifying wound on his waist was temporarily sealed off, and his broken spleen was firmly held together by psychic energy, at least not allowing his combat effectiveness to continue to decline.

After taking a few'Xiongjin Strengthening Bone Pills', his psychic powers and spirits have grown a lot, enough to cope with new fights.

After successfully killing two pill formations, seventeen building foundations and countless qi refining, and three tricks with another Yuan Ying, the result was really not bad.

Here, the closest secret base to the Palace of Longevity is 3.4 kilometers away.

In the secret base, there are well-equipped medical cabins and deep sleep cabins, allowing him to restore combat effectiveness to more than 95% within three hours.

However, Nether Blade is still waiting for the opportunity.

There are three or four Yuan Ying outside who are searching for him aggressively.

Anyway, the injury was not serious, so he waited here slowly. As a lone thief, he had always been the most patient and knew the power of darkness.

Suddenly, the subordinate's return came from the light curtain.

"Old Zhuang, we deliberately exposed the two'Black Spider Eight Blades', and as expected, we mobilized all the enemy Yuan Ying, and in the west of the lake, another secret celestial demon altar has been launched, seduce a large number of celestial demons to come, and it is expected to be Attract more power from the enemy!"

"Now, within 15.5 kilometers around you, there is no enemy Yuanying, and the external psychic energy is disordered, and the gods are raging. The enemy Yuanying's spiritual search range has been reduced to the minimum, and it is impossible to find you ten kilometers away! "

Nether Blade smiled faintly: "You have worked so hard, let the Black Spider Eight Blade not take it lightly. At this moment, the contrast between the enemy and ourselves on the battlefield is still very severe. If you really get caught by the Nascent Soul, it will definitely be dead!"

"Remember our purpose. This battle is not to win, and it is impossible to win. It is just to establish our invincible power among ordinary people, and at the same time, do our best to weaken the power of the realm of comprehension!"

"Preserving yourself is the first, fighting the enemy, second, if the situation is not right, retreat immediately and never love to fight!"

"Anyway, we have sown the seeds of fear in the hearts of ordinary people and low-level cultivators. The goal of this battle has been initially achieved. Seeing the enemy’s Nascent Infant arrive one after another, the demon is gradually beheaded, we It’s time to gradually enter the next stage and prepare to retreat."

The subordinate nodded: "Old Zhuang Yingming!"

Nether Blade coughed violently, stood up tremblingly with the help of the wall, and walked slantingly deeper into the parking lot, preparing to return to the secret base.

At this moment, a new message came from the light curtain, which caught his eye.

"Sand Scorpion, the first warrior of the Sixth Division of Cheorwon, appeared alone!"