Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Stormy sea, hanging mountains upside down.

In the nameless Taoist temple, a slovenly Taoist was sitting cross-legged in front of a chessboard, holding a white piece in his hand that he couldn't put down for a long time.

Opposite him there was no one, but the chessboard was not as crisscrossed as an ordinary chessboard. Instead, there were earth and mountains!

If you look closely, it seems that there are lives being born and dying one after another among the mountains and rivers.

It's more like a world than a chessboard.

But in this corner of the world, there are rolling thunderclouds.

The sloppy Taoist holding the white chess piece was staring at the place of thunder clouds for a long time, unable to make up his mind.

a long time.

The sloppy Taoist put down the white chess piece in his hand and let out a sigh: "Although you no longer exist in this world, the bet is still a bet.

Don't worry, I won't interfere. I'll just let Pindao see how big a storm your demon clan can make! "

……

In a mountainous area of ​​Shiwandashan, three figures who were moving forward suddenly stopped.

"Ancestor, what's wrong?"

The girl in the white dress among the three couldn't help but look at her ancestor, wondering why she stopped suddenly.

"The fate of the world has changed..."

The person called the Ancestor is a young and beautiful woman, but she is looking at the sky in a daze.

"Ancestor, what's the change?" The sword-carrying young man among the three couldn't help but asked curiously.

"Before this, the human race monopolized the world's eight fortunes, and the monster race only took one of them!" The beautiful woman said solemnly.

"what about now?"

"Now...the scales are tipped."

"???"

The beautiful woman's words were unclear, which made the two boys and girls look confused, but they didn't dare to ask in detail. They looked at each other and just smiled bitterly.

They know very well the abilities of their ancestors. Since the fortune of the world has changed, it must have changed.

……

Southern Xinjiang, empty city.

Mo Fan looked at the unkind old monk, his calm eyes gradually becoming cold.

"I wonder which great demon is here to overcome the tribulation? The servant of Tianyunzi is right!"

The old monk stopped outside the gate of the empty city and looked up at the beautiful figure suspended in the sky.

After hearing this, Bai Yaoyao lowered her head and glanced at the old monk. She also saw the terrifying sword energy from the other man, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Go through the calamity with peace of mind, I am here!"

Mo Fan's voice came, which made Bai Yaoyao feel at ease, but he still warned: "Be careful. Although this person's cultivation is only Foundation Establishment, his sword intention is blazing, and his strength is probably not as good as that of Dan Jie." A bad monk."

Mo Fan nodded, his demonic aura surged around his body, and he quickly flew to the top of the city. He looked down at the servant and said in a deep voice: "Old Taoist, this road is blocked, please find another way!"

"No, it's you who need to find another place!"

The servant raised his head, showing his big yellow teeth, and looked at Mo Fan. A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he immediately raised his hand to count.

Mo Fan frowned slightly when he saw this. He didn't understand what the old Taoist was doing, so he had to speak again: "Old Taoist, this place will be affected by thunder soon. If you don't want to be struck by lightning, go away quickly!"

"No...how could this happen..."

After calculating for a while, Pu Shuanzi's expression became suspicious. He looked at Mo Fan again and asked: "Toad demon, where did you come from?"

"Fuck you!"

Mo Fan rolled his eyes and shouted: "Get out!"

The servant was stunned when he heard this, as if he didn't expect that the monster would respond to him like this.

"Monster, as big as a hundred thousand mountains, isn't there a place for you to wait for your tribulation? Why do you have to come to the southern border of our human race to run wild?!" Pu Shuanzi asked again.

"You are so verbose and stupid!

Who in the world doesn't know that Southern Xinjiang exists in the Hundred Thousand Mountains?

Since Southern Xinjiang is also located in Shiwandashan, we can naturally survive the disaster here!

As for you and the human race?

With all due respect, when did southern Xinjiang become your territory?

Now that the two mountains guarding southern Xinjiang have collapsed, it's time for you to spit out the territory you once occupied! Mo Fan sneered.

"You little demon general, you are very articulate. It seems that you are determined to survive the tribulation here?!"

The servant's face instantly turned cold, and his voice became colder.

"As you can see!"

Mo Fan shrugged, and then sneered: "Old man, you are only in the foundation building stage. Let's pretend to each other!"

"That's all, I shouldn't reason with a monster like you. If that's the case, then...die!"

After Pu Suanzi finished speaking, his eyes turned cold for a moment, and murderous intent poured out of his body. An astonishing sword intent flew out of his pupils, directly into Mo Fan's eyes, and went straight to his mind!

This is a secret technique practiced by his Tianyun Sect, a spiritual attack technique that specializes in cutting off the mind.

However, the servant's pupils soon shrank.

Because his two rays of sword intent failed to shake the demon general in front of him!

Not only that, even those two rays of sword intent were wiped out in an instant by an inexplicable force!

At the same time, Mo Fan also came to his senses, but he was filled with fear.

Just now, the old man below who seemed to be half buried in the loess burst out with a terrifying sword intent. This was the second time Mo Fan faced such a terrifying sword intent.

The first time he saw it was in that iron card, but although that wisp of sword intent was terrifying, it would not kill him.

But the sword intention just now was different, it really wanted to wipe out his consciousness!

However, after being tempered by the Iron Brand Sword Intent countless times, Mo Fan's spirit became extremely strong, and he managed to survive the attack of the terrifying Sword Intent.

Just when the secret technique of sword intention was about to go a step further, the money coin in Mo Fan's mind was triggered.

Then the money coin trembled slightly, and the two rays of sword intent were completely wiped out!

Seeing that his invincible magical power was broken, Pu Suanzi patted his back, and the wooden sword on his back flew out instantly, and then burst into endless green light in the air, and sword energy emerged from the green light.

In an instant, countless sword auras visible to the naked eye appeared behind Pu Suanzi.

"Monster, my sword is called Disillusionment. If you can die under this sword, you will have no regrets!"

"die!"

The servant shouted, and thousands of swords behind him moved towards Mo Fan, which was a huge force!

Not only that, even Pu Suanzi himself turned into a sword light and shot through the air!

Mo Fan saw this but did not dare to be careless. He immediately used the Five Elements Crystal Technique to the extreme, and his body surface was covered with a layer of red armor at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, Mo Fan sacrificed the gold brick, and when the mana was activated, the gold brick turned into a door panel and blocked his body.

However, when the endless sword energy approached, they all disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

"Ok?"

Mo Fan was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to have thought of something. He turned around and saw a huge sword energy across the sky and the earth heading straight towards Bai Yaoyao who was condensing demon pills in the air!

"you wanna die!!"

Mo Fan roared, and in an instant, his whole body was wrapped in blazing flames, and then disappeared into a blaze of fire.

Only then did he realize that the old guy’s goal had been Bai Yaoyao from beginning to end!

At this moment, thousands of miles away from the empty city, the middle-aged monk stopped and stared at the figure in front of him with a horrified expression.

"Fellow Daoist, this road is blocked!"

A calm voice came from the figure.

"Amitabha! It turns out that my Taoist friend is still in the world, but the poor monk has been rude. I'm leaving now!"

The monk chanted the Buddha's name, gave him a slight salute, then patted the golden lion sitting down and left as if fleeing.