I am a mortal, a disciple of Spirit Beast Mountain

Looking at the rejoicing demon cultivators all around, I heard the roar and cries of the distant monsters resounding like thunder. Although Jiang Yun wanted to maintain the calmness of an expert, he still couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

The patriarch of the Suanni clan not far away was even more tearful.

Wanzhanghai is the clan land of their 狻猊 clan, and their clan is the most direct beneficiary when the true devil energy is wiped out.

The vast amount of heaven and earth aura used to suppress it will return to heaven and earth, which has little to do with him.

But the formation also used a lot of spiritual veins, and these spiritual veins can be regarded as liberated. In the future, the cultivation environment will be greatly improved, and the prosperity of the race is just around the corner!

He can think of this, and many other demon cultivators who can think faster can also think of it.

This can be seen from the complex expression of King Jin Jiao.

In the past, the Jiaolong tribes and the Suanni tribe had always been in harmony with each other, and occasionally they could cooperate to pit the human race.

But if the strength of the Suanni clan expands in the future, their Jiaolong clan can only be reduced to younger brothers. At that time, the Wanyao Token in the hands of the Suanni clan will also deserve its name.

Of course, these are things for later.

Now the overall strength of the Jiaolong clan and the Suanni clan are comparable, and the gap cannot be widened without thousands of years.

The patriarch of the Suanni clan is already enthusiastically calling all the demon cultivators to join the celebration banquet.

This old guy is also very good at being a man (demon), and he said that he would give a generous gift to all fellow Taoists present as a token of his affection.

In the end, all the demon cultivators decided to participate in the celebration banquet. Of course, this was not because of the face of the Suan Ni patriarch and the so-called generous gifts. The old guy's face is not so big.

The evening of the second day.

The demon cultivators have already taken their seats in the arranged hall, and the scene is very lively. A female foundation-builder was busy serving food, drinking and dancing.

The number of human female cultivators was much higher than last time, and the Suanni tribe went to buy some for this banquet.

It is not surprising that many demon cultivators living near the inner sea have bought from the four major business alliances.

The Suanni tribe also had no choice, they couldn't expect huge monsters to serve food and dance!

In the past fourteen years, the number of demon cultivators who have transformed themselves has risen to nearly 300, and among them, there are six tenth-level demon cultivators.

Transformation demon cultivators are generally able to defeat Nascent Soul cultivators of the same level, and this number of demon cultivators has already exceeded the sum of the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Chaos Xinghai human race.

It is not polite to say that if Jiang Yun gives an order, it will be enough to wipe out the Luan Xinghai human race.

A considerable number of demon cultivators live too far away from here, and have never seen human races before. This time, seeing human female cultivators felt very fresh and wanted to have a taste.

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There are even more than a dozen dead house demon cultivators who don't even know that there are races in Chaotic Star Sea.

It is reasonable to say that the overall strength of the monsters is so great that the Chaotic Star Sea human race can completely wipe them out after losing the existence of the gods.

Jiang Yun was a little puzzled at first, but he understood after thinking about it.

Because the human race only poses a threat to a small group of monster beasts.

The sea of ​​chaotic stars is too big, and there are too many monsters. The monks killed a group and moved a group from other places. From time to time, the beast tide counterattacks and the territory is lost.

The internal friction of the human race is also serious. Organizations such as the Chaotic Star Alliance must have appeared more than once or twice in the past history. Humans seem to prefer to compete with their own race for resources than to expand their territories.

Turning a piece of sea area in the outer sea into a territory of the human race is not enough to occupy a few islands, but to kill the high-level monsters that are more threatening in the sea area first, and arrange a large formation to isolate the foreign monsters, so as to This creates a safe living environment.

In this way, mortals have the space to survive and reproduce, and there will be a steady stream of low-level monks born to replenish fresh blood, so that they can truly gain a firm foothold.

Therefore, the demon cultivators who are hundreds of thousands of miles away and millions of miles away cannot feel the threat of human beings at all. In their view, some groups of monster beasts who are not able to deal with them are the enemies.

Of course, monsters will never be polite when they encounter human beings, they must decisively pounce on them and tear them to pieces.

But it's unrealistic to let these groups of monster beasts come all the way to the inner sea to trouble humans.

Among the six tenth-level demon cultivators, apart from the Suanni clan chief, the Golden Flood King, and the turtle demon who came to visit at the beginning, the three more came from very distant sea areas.

One of the demon cultivators is a black-haired, plump young woman in a black dress, who claims to be a descendant of the Blackwater Xuan Snake.

The other is a tall and thin man, whose body is a golden eagle. According to him, he has the blood of the legendary monster Golden Winged Roc.

I don't know if it's true or not, but I'm very proud anyway.

He looks down on other monsters, and only when he looks at Xiao Jin will his expression restrain himself.

The last one is a banshee with blue hair and blue eyes. For some reason, she can't see what she is.

But judging from the fine scales on her cheeks and the pure water attribute spiritual power, she is definitely a water monster.

Among them, the Black Water Black Snake Clan where the Black Skirt Banshee Cultivator belongs is another group that guards the seal of true devil energy. The tenth-level banshee is the patriarch of this clan, and its clan is more than 400,000 miles away.

She is probably the one most looking forward to among the many demon cultivators nowadays.

Following two flashes of inspiration, Jiang Yun and Xiao Jin appeared in the hall.

"The immortal is here! Everyone is quiet."

The patriarch of the Suanni clan shouted that he has fully adapted to the role of a housekeeper.

The demons quickly stood up, clasped their fists in a neat salute, and said, "I pay my respects to Lord Xianzun."

Jiang Yun waved his hand and said casually: "No need to be polite, just sit down!"

The demon cultivators who have been with each other for so many years know a little about the personalities of the two immortals, and neither of them likes too much red tape.

All the demons responded and took their seats.

A smile appeared on Jiang Yun's face, and he said loudly: "I have good news for you."

"I went to see the seal just now, and the real devil energy inside has indeed disappeared. Now there are only a large amount of heaven and earth aura inside, and these auras are extremely pure. Almost taking a breath is equivalent to eating a piece of middle-grade spirit stone. It is still easy. It can be refined into the kind of self-cultivation."

"The celebration banquet is suspended. This seat announces that everyone present can go to the formation to practice for five days. After five days, this seat will release these auras back to heaven and earth."

"It's not that I'm reluctant to part with these auras, but that this world is relatively stingy, and I'm afraid I'll get angry if I don't release them for a long time."

"Whether you can make great progress in cultivation, or even break through the bottleneck of cultivation depends on your own good luck!"

For Jiang Yun, what he is doing now is to be generous to others.

The ultimate purpose of this Fang Tiandi urging him to eliminate the true devil energy is to release the massive spiritual energy to return to the world.

It's impossible for Jiang Yun to procrastinate and not return, so he simply sold all the demon cultivators for a wave of favors.

And Jiang Yun himself has already taken advantage of it.

After repelling the Suan Ni patriarch before, with the help of the Ling Huan Yin, about 5% of the heaven and earth spiritual energy in the formation was sucked into the blue sky orb.

Don't think that 5% is very small, in fact, this is a very scary number.

Let's put it this way, these nearly 300 demon cultivators probably won't use up one percent of their aura in five days of cultivation.

In short, everyone has been exposed to the rain and dew, and if the god gets stingy again, they can also bear the anger together.

This operation is really shocking.

As Jiang Yun expected, all the demon cultivators were overjoyed.

They gathered here for their own reasons, and most of the birds and demon cultivators came here to shine and glow purely at Xiao Jin's call.

Some of the rest are for ten thousand years to leave a name, some are for gaining merit and blessings for the younger generations, and some are for hugging the thighs of the two immortals.

They didn't expect such an unexpected benefit, so they were overjoyed.

"Xianzun is righteous, such a good thing is still thinking of us little demons from the lower realm."

"Thank you Xianzun for giving me such a chance, thank you junior!"

"Although Lu Xianzun is a human race, he takes good care of me and the monster race from the lower realms. Although our cultivation is low, we all see it."

"What Fellow Daoist said speaks to my heart, let's have a drink!"

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So the two demon cultivators really picked up a big cauldron containing wine and drank.

"I can't speak. In short, I will kill whoever the two immortals ask me to kill. There is no other way!"

The demon cultivator who spoke this time was a ferocious and strong man with a mouth full of white fangs and a dorsal fin behind him.

All the demons expressed their gratitude, and some demon cultivators who joined later took this opportunity to offer treasures. Jiang Yun also rewarded the exercises as before.

Anyway, Jiang Yun didn't feel bad about being able to make countless copies.

After about tea time, an old man in a black robe and a black hat came to the center holding a pearl, knelt down and said respectfully:

"The younger generation is the patriarch of the Xuanming Turtle Clan, and today he brought the treasure of the clan, Wanjun Heavy Water, which has been accumulated for tens of thousands of years, a total of 127 drops. Please accept it from the two immortals!"

Hearing the words Wanjun Chongshui, the demon cultivators all around widened their eyes and talked a lot.

The water attribute monsters present were even more short of breath, staring at the beads in the old man's hand.

This bead is obviously a good storage treasure, and the low-level storage magic weapon can't bear the weight of Wanjun Heavy Water.

Jiang Yun is also interested.

Heavy water is divided into 100 average heavy water, thousand average heavy water, and Wanjun heavy water.

The weights of these three kinds of heavy water are different, and the weight of each drop is three thousand catties, thirty thousand catties, and three hundred thousand catties respectively.

I won't say that Baijun heavy water is worthless.

Qianjun heavy water can be condensed as long as it is a monk who is above the alchemy practice of water attributes or a water attribute monster above the fifth level, but it can only be condensed for a drop after decades, and it cannot be interrupted in the middle.

Wanjun heavy water requires a Nascent Soul cultivator or a demon cultivator of the water attribute, which takes a hundred years to condense a single drop.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is a magic weapon called Chongyuan Pearl, which is made of heavy water as the main material, and one hundred drops of heavy water need to be fixed.

The Chongyuan Pearl's attack method is simple and rude, just smash it!

For the owner of the magic weapon, this treasure is only the weight of ordinary beads. But for the enemy, the weight of the unactivated state is the weight of the hundred drops of heavy water.

If activated by spiritual power, this weight can be doubled a hundred times.

If one hundred drops of Wanjun Heavy Water could be used to refine the Heavy Yuan Pearl, it would weigh 30 million catties, or 15,000 tons. After being stimulated by spiritual power, it is 1.5 million tons.

At first glance it may seem like that.

At the Nascent Soul level, you can indeed move mountains and fill seas. An ordinary 100-meter mountain peak weighs millions of tons. Do you have more than 1.5 million tons?

But you must know that being hit by a bead the size of a fist is completely different from being smashed down by a mountain of the same weight like Mount Tai.

What's more, the flexibility of the two is incomparable.

Chongyuan beads are very flexible and fly very fast. But the movement speed of magic weapons like mountains is far inferior.

Unless the opponent is a fixed target, or the magic weapon itself has teleportation, it is difficult to guarantee the hit rate.

In short, I understand everything.

Heavy water is also a good thing for water attribute monsters. If it is refined, its own water spiritual power will have its own heavy characteristics, and the power of the same water attribute spells will increase.

However, there are two immortals present, and the water attribute monsters present here dare not have the slightest covetous heart. Perhaps this is the reason why the old turtle dared to take out this treasure.

The value of these 127 drops of Wanjun heavy water is indeed incalculable.

Jiang Yun has already imagined the scene of several transformed monster turtles patiently condensing heavy water.

Although he was very tempted and wished to put it in his pocket, Jiang Yun could only pretend to be a little embarrassed because he couldn't lose his compulsion as a fairy.

"So much Wanjun heavy water has been refining endlessly. It should be the top water-attribute material in your lower realm. I can't take your things for nothing, but I can't think of a reward for a while. Let me think about it. "

Jiang Yun's face showed a pensive look, he really didn't know how to reward him.

The demon cultivators below looked at this demon turtle with envy. Before so many demon cultivators offered treasures, the immortals just rewarded them with skills, but this time they had to think seriously. It can be seen that there will be great rewards later.

Unexpectedly, the old tortoise prostrated himself on the ground and knelt down and said, "This junior is bold and has a wish. But he is afraid that the immortal will punish this junior for being greedy, so he dare not say it."

Jiang Yun said with great interest: "Let's talk and listen." No matter what you mentioned, I don't blame you. "

"Thank you Xianzun!"

After thanking the old turtle demon, he waved his hand to the side, and a young demon cultivator who had just entered the eighth level quickly walked over, his face seemed very nervous.

This demon cultivator is very young, and does not look like the same race as the old turtle demon.

Many demon cultivators with sharp eyes can see that the turtle shell of the old turtle demon has been refined into a blue round hat to wear on his head, while the young turtle demon is wearing a black cloak, and this cloak is his own. The natal magic weapon refined from tortoise shell.

In addition to the different color of the turtle shell, the spiritual power attributes of the two are also different. The spiritual power breath of the old turtle demon has dual attributes of water and wood, while the young turtle demon exudes a pure water attribute breath.

However, the aura seemed a bit strange, like the auras of two monsters with different water attributes mixed together, but after careful sensing, it seemed to come from the same source.

The two turtle demons knelt on the ground, and the old turtle demon gritted his teeth and said, "Senior, my junior has awakened the Xuanwu bloodline thanks to the blessing of our ancestors. I wonder if senior can take this child by his side to serve as a little gatekeeper. Junior Thank you so much!"

All the demon cultivators immediately exploded!

Although they were very surprised that the young turtle demon had awakened the basaltic blood, it was not because of this that they reacted so strongly.

"This old guy is so greedy! How dare you!"

The demons thought so.

In fact, many demon cultivators have thought about this, such as making their junior clansmen become the transportation mounts of the two immortals, the gatekeeper and so on.

Becoming his disciple is unthinkable.

Although the two celestial beings came only as separate bodies, they always had to return to the spirit world. Once they were by their side, wouldn't they ascend to heaven and follow them to the spirit world!

What kind of opportunity is this? Even the existence of Huashen must be envious, jealous and hateful!