Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

Zhang Yuanjing swept his divine sense around, and before him was an endless desert, while behind him was a pit hundreds of feet deep and thousands of feet in circumference. The bottom of the pit was filled with scorched rubble and fine sand, and the smell of smoke was still very strong.

This was actually the same place. Judging from the situation, it seemed that the eruption of the earth fire had not been over for too long, at most a few days. However, he clearly remembered that the time he had spent cultivating inside was not short, at least three to five years.

He couldn't help but gasp, and he undoubtedly had a more direct understanding of the magic of the insect nest space.

He stood still, pondering for a long time, his mind filled with the conversation between the old Taoist and the handsome man.

These two people, or rather, if they were not "people", were also incarnations or clones of some great power transcending this realm. They had independent opinions and were trapped in the insect nest world, all for the sake of a competition, a competition initiated by those two great powers, one side being a Taoist cultivator, and the other perhaps a demonic cultivator.

In this realm, demonic cultivators were only a very weak force. In the Southern Region, the more concentrated ones were the Candle God Sect and the Heavenly Demon Abyss. The Heavenly Demon Abyss was actually presided over by some Taoist cultivators. And the Candle God Sect had a very deep connection with this insect nest.

According to what the azure pearl said, the inherited divine beast of the Candle God Sect was very likely an insect king that had escaped from the insect nest, and it was an insect king that had inherited demonic techniques from the handsome man.

What exactly were those two great powers fighting for? The struggle in the insect nest seemed to be just the beginning. If the insect kings won, they would inherit demonic techniques and enter this realm. Judging from the situation of the Candle God Sect, after they entered this world, their task seemed to be to spread the techniques and establish势力.

However, only a few areas in this realm were suitable for the survival of large-scale demonic cultivators, and the cause of spreading the Dharma and establishing a sect could not be done on a large scale. What use would the great power behind that handsome man have for such a foundation?

If the one who was supposed to face the tribulation won, what would he do? The old Taoist did not assign him any other tasks except to continue accepting the test of the Yin-Yang Creation Furnace.

Thinking of this, his heart couldn't help but tighten, and he immediately realized that the Taoist power side must be hiding some trump cards. Once they were activated, they would force him to go to the Yin-Yang Creation Furnace to accept the test, and then act step by step according to their arrangements.

He couldn't help but smile wryly, wasn't Ape Thirteen such a hidden danger! He just didn't know if there were any other hidden dangers.

However, these were all things for the future. The top priority was how to solve Zhang Xuan's matter.

Since that so-called inherited divine beast was a strange insect from the Great Thousand World, then merging with it was definitely not a simple matter. If this was just the insect king's method of controlling the followers, she would become a puppet, controlled by a demonic insect for the rest of her life. What a tragedy that would be!

A day later, he flew into the air and fled towards the location where Xun You had set up the trap.

After traveling ten thousand miles, a cloud of yellow sand suddenly approached him rapidly from the left, and the sound of hooves rumbled.

Zhang Yuanjing didn't know if they were friends or foes, so he stopped in the air. When the yellow sand entered a range of fifty miles, he scanned it with his divine sense and found that it was a team of about three hundred people.

These people were all riding black wolf beasts that were more than ten feet long and walked like the wind. They were rare magic wolves in the desolate dead zone.

The leader was a demonic cultivator in the early stage of the Holy Core Realm, wearing a wolf beast mask, with ferocious fangs, very狰狞. Judging from his aura, he was not an acquaintance he had ever seen. The cultivation of the rest of the people was all above the Foundation Establishment Realm. Such power was only possessed by the four major factions in the Candle God Sect.

The team came very quickly and soon arrived in front of him, with dust billowing, forming a cloud of yellow smoke above them.

"Who comes?" Zhang Yuanjing asked loudly.

The leading Holy Core Realm demonic cultivator raised his right hand, and the three hundred wolf riders stopped together, without the slightest disorder. It was obviously a well-trained army.

"May I ask, is the divine grace envoy, Vice Envoy Zhang, in front of us?" The Holy Core Realm demonic cultivator asked loudly. Although the language was polite, it revealed a cold aura.

"That's right, it's me! Who are you?" Zhang Yuanjing replied calmly.

The Holy Core Realm demonic cultivator did not answer, but shouted in a low voice, and the warriors on the backs of the magic wolves each took off a longbow from their backs, and then quickly set up a dark and shiny long arrow, pointing diagonally at the top of Zhang Yuanjing's head.

Immediately, the Holy Core Realm demonic cultivator shouted loudly, and the warriors released their bowstrings together. With a "bang", three hundred long arrows were fired together, shooting towards Zhang Yuanjing.

Zhang Yuanjing recognized these black long arrows. They were the Extinguishing Yuan Arrows used by the Candle God Sect to kill powerful earth magic beasts.

He didn't dare to block them head-on, and immediately used the earth escape technique to drill into the ground and approached the army formation from the sand and gravel.

"Be careful underground! Bury the earth-drilling dragons!" The Holy Core Realm demonic cultivator discovered Zhang Yuanjing's trail and shouted loudly.

Zhang Yuanjing protected his body with the Origin Stone, and didn't care about the earth-drilling dragons used for early warning. He rushed out from the center of the three hundred wolf riders, instantly knocking seven or eight riders away, falling into the army formation, and knocking down a group of wolf riders.

Before Zhang Yuanjing could use other small spells, the warriors on the periphery had already taken out the divine light guns and threw them at Zhang Yuanjing.

Zhang Yuanjing flashed into the wolf rider queue, dodging the divine light gun while knocking down a dozen wolf riders. With the Origin Stone on his body, the power of this collision was more than tens of thousands of pounds. The wolf riders who were hit became a bloody mess.

At this time, the Holy Core Realm demonic cultivator shouted angrily, jumped up from mid-air, and swung more than a dozen long spears, throwing them forcefully towards Zhang Yuanjing.

Zhang Yuanjing turned his mana, and his movement changed accordingly. While rushing violently, he could still turn sharply. He easily dodged the attack of the flying spears without delaying the killing of the wolf riders.

This was a benefit after the Yin-Yang balance of mana was achieved. It was more flexible and more changeable, and it was more powerful in both attack and defense. In particular, it could perfectly combine attack and defense, with attack in defense and defense in attack.

"Disperse, ten people in a team, the inner circle forms a defensive formation, and the outer circle attacks from a distance!" The Holy Core Realm demonic cultivator was a veteran who had been on the battlefield for a long time. While quickly throwing out long spears, he quickly issued orders and made targeted arrangements.

Zhang Yuanjing drank the medicinal tea dissolved with Taiyi Chonghe Powder by the old Taoist, and cultivated in the insect nest for a long time. At this time, the power of thick earth was extremely abundant. He immediately used the sandstorm technique, flying sand and rocks within a hundred feet, spreading soil and raising dust. The dozens of wolf riders in the center of the army formation were all swept into the sand and soil, and the Holy Core Realm demonic cultivator was also trapped in it.

The outer warriors had all formed a formation, either defending or attacking, in an orderly manner, but they did not dare to act rashly against the sky full of yellow sand. While they were hesitating, suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the air, and thousands of flying stones appeared out of thin air and smashed down.

The wolf rider warriors reacted very quickly. Two warriors in each small formation took out a long shield, and several people worked together to hold it above their heads, supplemented by long spears for support.

"Boom boom boom!" The flying stones smashed on the long shields, and the long shields were immediately torn apart. The warriors below were bleeding from their heads and fell to the ground.

This was a small spell released by Zhang Yuanjing with the Origin Stone as an auxiliary tool. Its power was comparable to the attack of a late-stage Core Formation Realm cultivator. How could these Foundation Establishment Realm demonic cultivators rely on a shield to block it.

Immediately, another wave of flying stone rain smashed down, causing heavy casualties to the wolf riders, and they wailed. However, due to military discipline, these wolf riders did not flee.

The Holy Core Realm demonic cultivator was rushing left and right in the sandstorm. He could not find Zhang Yuanjing's figure, nor could he rush out of the sand formation. Hearing that the situation outside was critical, he quickly shouted: "Hard bow shooters volley, and the rest immediately retreat a hundred feet to the west to gather!"

He grabbed the longbow on his back, set up an arrow and shot continuously at a certain place in the sandstorm, regardless of whether Zhang Yuanjing was there.

At the same time, outside the sand formation, twenty or thirty wolf riders quickly shot an Extinguishing Yuan Arrow after another at the central position of the sandstorm.

Zhang Yuanjing had already dodged. Half of the flying arrows missed, and the other half shot and killed some of the wolf riders trapped in the sand formation.

The Holy Core Realm demonic cultivator heard the screams, all of them were his subordinates, and a painful expression appeared on his face, but he did not soften at all. He only kept urging to shoot arrows, even if the arrows shot to his side, he would not hesitate.

When the wolf riders outside the formation were finished, he ordered: "Retreat quickly!"

These eighty or ninety wolf riders glanced sadly at the airtight sand formation, but they did not hesitate. They immediately urged the magic wolves under their crotches to gallop towards the direction they came from like the wind.

Zhang Yuanjing was too lazy to bother to kill these fish that escaped the net, and went straight to the Holy Core Realm demonic cultivator in the sand formation.

Before he could get close, he used an earth prison, and six thick earth walls drilled out of the sand and soil, circling this person in it, and quickly squeezing towards him.

Although this demonic cultivator was brave, where had he seen such a spell? In great shock, he fired his spear repeatedly, attacking the earth wall on the west side with all his might. The sharp spear tip collided with the hard earth wall, and sparks flew everywhere, but only shallow marks were left.

The earth prison used by Zhang Yuanjing at this time could not be easily escaped even by cultivators of the same realm, let alone this early-stage Holy Core Realm demonic cultivator.

This person struggled to the death within the yellow walls, but to no avail. Soon, the six walls tightened, trapping him to death, and he could no longer move.

Zhang Yuanjing removed the sand formation. The wolf riders who had retreated two hundred feet away saw that their leader was trapped and his life and death were unknown. Immediately, led by several small leaders, they rushed up. First, a volley of arrows was easily dodged by Zhang Yuanjing.

Then, hundreds of magic fire bombs flew over, with amazing momentum, but most of them hit the earth prison, making a loud rumbling sound. The earth prison shook violently, and the six earth walls were shaved off a thick layer.

"Who told you to come back! Listen to my orders, retreat quickly, and those who violate will be punished by military law!" The Holy Core Realm demonic cultivator was trapped in the earth prison and could not move, but his cultivation was still there. His divine sense noticed that his comrades were coming to kill him, and he immediately roared angrily.

Zhang Yuanjing moved the thick earth magic sword in his hand and sent out another flying stone, smashing the twenty or so wolf riders who were rushing in the front to pieces. But these fearless warriors, all who could move, still tried their best to draw their bows and shoot arrows at him.

There were also a few people who waved their arms and threw more than a dozen magic fire bombs at the earth prison.

The Holy Core Realm demonic cultivator trapped in the earth prison roared continuously, and suddenly detonated his mana, and with a "boom", he actually blasted a hole in the earth prison.

In the black smoke and yellow sand, the corpse of the Holy Core Realm demonic cultivator was revealed, already bloody and unrecognizable.

The dozens of remaining soldiers who rushed over wailed together, turned their mounts and fled, leaving only a mess.