Chapter 593 Otherworld Demon

Knowing that Lan Wee really came to the Ruins Realm, Brother Cheng didn't want to stay here for another second.

I just want to run to her as fast as I can.

The local aborigines in the Ruins Realm call themselves the Xuan clan.

Although they all cultivate profound strength, they are similar to the above divisions of immortals and demons, and there are also different cultivation directions later.

Therefore, it is divided into four main tribes: Jinxuan, Yinxuan, Heixuan, and Baixuan.

Among them, the Bai Xuan clan did not reject the fallen immortals so much.

According to their guidance, Brother Cheng flew all the way there.

This immortal power consumption is indeed not small, but fortunately, he has enough medicinal pills now, and there are tens of thousands of bottles of ninth-grade elixir alone.

If the Evil Yang Devil Emperor and others knew about this reserve, I wonder if they would let him go...

The Ruins Realm does not have the same sects as in the Immortal Realm. The clansmen of the four clans began to cultivate by themselves in their respective villages and cities.

When you are an adult, you can participate in the selection and enter the temple of your own family.

There, you can learn more advanced profound arts.

After a certain level of repair, you can fly to the upper level.

Brother Cheng doesn't even have the entrance yet, and if he wants to get started, he must first form a mysterious soul in his body.

Only in this way can one absorb the inexhaustible profound energy from the outside world to temper the profound soul within the body, thereby enhancing the realm of profound energy.

According to the introduction of Evil Yang Devil Emperor and others, there is a shortcut to form a profound soul.

Some large villages and cities of the four tribes have soul gathering pools, which are helpful for beginners to condense the profound soul.

It's just that they don't have the aptitude in this regard. Although they broke into the Soul Gathering Pond at the beginning, they still didn't form a profound soul.

This is also the biggest difficulty for the immortal to be stuck.

Once they can also form profound souls, they will cultivate much faster than the locals.

After all, the previous cultivation experience is there, one method can be used for all methods.

Taking shortcuts is my favorite.

But he just flew out of the range of these mountains,

A dozen young men and women were suddenly killed in front of them.

But seeing this group of people wearing exquisite light armor with hollow patterns, the significance of decoration seems to be greater than the significance of actual combat.

Brother Cheng sensed their realm, without the slightest immortal power and spiritual power.

From the perspective of Immortal Realm, they are just ordinary people.

But now the group is also floating in the air.

Obviously, they are pure Xuan clan people.

And judging from the white pattern imprint on their foreheads, they are also members of the Baixuan Clan. After all, this is the imprint that can only be formed by practicing the Baixuan Clan.

"Hahaha, all the Taoists of the Baixuan family are friendly!"

This brother has no sense of being an alien, so he waved his hand and asked naturally, "Have you ever heard of a person named Lan Wee, is she still on this floor?"

This question almost stunned the group of Bai Xuan cultivators on the opposite side.

They stay here and have seen the group of immortals and demons in the valley many times.

When is it not tit-for-tat, full of hostility, vigilant against each other, and never communicated?

This is the first time an immortal is so familiar with it.

The tall and tall young woman in the center was dressed in blue hollow light armor, and her beautiful face became heroic.

She came out more and more, and a strange weapon like a shuttle in her hand slashed down fiercely, and there was a string of extremely cold ice edges around out of thin air.

"go back!"

She stared at Jiang Cheng with undisguised hostility in her eyes.

"Where are you going back?"

Brother Cheng was still wondering, didn't they say that the Bai Xuan clan didn't reject immortals so much?

A male cultivator beside the woman said coldly, "You group of otherworldly demons must not cross the border!"

Others also scolded: "If you dare to step out of the Meteorite Mountain, it will be regarded as a declaration of war!"

"Go back soon!"

"Dare to invade the territory of my Bai Xuan clan, I don't know whether to live or die!"

The old man was dumbfounded.

No way, he communicated with the Evil Yang Devil Emperor and others for a short time, and it was impossible to know all the situation here.

After the group of immortals retreated into the deep mountains and forests, the four clans wanted to eliminate this group of 'foreign enemies'.

The problem is, they can't either.

The Evil Yang Devil Emperor created a small world with weak immortal power in that valley, enough to protect himself.

These local Xuan clan people attacked several times, lost their troops, and finally had to retreat to the periphery to monitor.

And the immortals inside can't stay away from this mountain.

They don't have elixir and fairy grass to last for a long time.

Excessive consumption of immortal power will affect the foundation and life essence, so it can only hide in these mountains.

In the end, the two sides formed a bizarre confrontation balance.

The four clans acquiesced that this area was the site of the 'otherworld demon', and took an inauspicious name - the Meteorite Mountain.

The immortals also lived a Buddhist life isolated from the world here, and there were no treasures that they could use in the outside world anyway.

These young men and women are the elites of the Baixuan Temple.

Although the two sides have been living peacefully for tens of millions of years, the memory of the invasion hundreds of millions of years ago will not be so easily erased.

The four major temples send a group of elites every year to monitor the otherworldly demons in the Meteorite Mountain and prevent them from invading again.

For them, this is a sacred task.

Is it possible to carry the safety of a world on your shoulders?

The Bai Xuan clan was not so repulsive, but compared to the other three clans, it was actually impossible to regard the immortals as their own.

Brother Cheng is not in the mood to entangle with them, he is in a hurry to do business.

"Have you really never heard of blue weed?"

"I don't even know what you're talking about!"

"The devil is dead!"

The group of temple disciples in the rear with the 'sacred mission' couldn't help but take the initiative to attack Brother Cheng.

The woman at the head changed her face and shouted quickly, "Stop!"

She is not stupid, the mission of the temple is to monitor, not kill.

The reason is very simple. Before the immortal power is exhausted, the power of the immortals is superior to that of the locals.

Taking a rash shot is often courting death.

However, it was too late for her cry, and Brother Cheng had already fallen into a siege.

Hong Juejian trembled slightly and handed over to the first disciple.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a strange feeling.

The incomparably rich fire-type power came from the opponent's strange weapon, and in terms of purity, it was actually close to the heart of the fire-type rules.

However, the strength has been weakened countless times!

At most, it is the level of Golden Immortal.

This is impossible in the Immortal Realm, and even the quasi emperor is difficult to achieve the pure degree of this flame power.

Could it be that this is the special effect brought about by profound strength?

Keng!

The two weapons collided in melee combat, but the terrifying power of rules did not erupt on the surface of Jiang Sect's Rainbow Jue Sword.

However, the temple disciple flew out backwards.

No way, this brother was originally in that realm.

He is full of immortal energy in his body now, not the sick cats that are running out of oil.

Even if the immortal soul and rules are not used, it is not something that a mere Jinxian can shake.

Before waiting for the group of temple disciples to exclaim, the Hong Jue Sword spun lightly on the spot, without even using much force, a large circle of people flew out.

Whoa!

The broken weapon fell to the ground.

The whole scene was like beating up kindergarten children.