The wind rises at the end of Qingping.

When Lin Yuan raised his sword, the sea area was destined to make waves.

"Have you heard that the Mountain Whale and the Squid are both dead?"

"Your news is out of date a long time ago! My nephew is the inspector of the Soul Lantern Tower of Ten Thousand Demons Island. He just sent a message and said that seventeen of the deacon's soul lanterns have been extinguished!"

"What! Doesn't this mean that seventeen pill-forming demon cultivators have died?"

Above the sea, some well-informed monks met to exchange information, and their hearts stimulated by the generous reward quickly cooled down.

Are they hunting the monk, or is the monk hunting them?

"Has anyone seen him?"

"No. Everyone who has seen him is dead."

The faces of the cultivators suddenly changed. The island owner Cang Mang Yuanjun said that this cultivator was only forming elixirs, so he could not be Yuanying.

But among the seventeen deacons who have fallen, there are quite a few who have perfected the core formation! Even the monk's information could not be passed on, and he could only be killed instantly upon meeting.

"It's a pill." Youyao sighed.

Cultivation is already very difficult, and their demon cultivation is even more difficult. Every demon cultivator who forms pills has gone through countless killings and sufferings before they reach where they are today.

Entering the elixir-forming stage means entering the middle level of the world of immortality. You can go there even in this chaotic sea. You are a guest of every sect.

But now, in such a small sea area, seventeen Jiedan have died. This is no less than a sect war!

"I once discussed Taoism with Shark. I know its strength clearly. It is even stronger than me! It is not even a match for this monk. I will withdraw from the reward this time."

A demon cultivator in the late stage of pill formation shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Oh, I'll quit too."

"Although the reward offered by the island owner is very generous, we still haven't reached the point where the Reunion Pill is perfect, so we still don't want to go through this muddy water."

Several demon cultivators were frightened by Lin Yuan's victory, restrained their inner greed, and planned to leave this sea area.

One of the escape methods was the most proficient, and in the blink of an eye he was able to distance himself from the others by a long distance.

But not long after, this escaping light suddenly fell into the sea.

"Ah! Island Master, spare your life!"

Amidst the shrill screams, the light shattered, and a giant black bird fell out. Its body was burning with red flames, and it did not lose any strength even in the sea water.

"Seeing the island owner, I wish the island owner eternal blessings and longevity!"

When the demon cultivators nearby saw the red flames, they immediately knelt down and kowtowed, not daring to look at the giant bird again.

"Go and find that monk! Anyone who escapes privately will be deemed to have betrayed the Island of Ten Thousand Demons, and will suffer the same fate as this demon! Both body and soul will be destroyed!"

In the sky, a huge flaming snake pupil squeezed out of the space, mercilessly staring at the demons below, with cold murderous intent.

"Respect the island master's order!"

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In the vast sea fog, strong winds rolled up thousands of waves. Dark clouds hung low, thunder and lightning roared, and a tornado was thick at the bottom and thin at the top. The hair on the edge of the forest danced wildly, and both feet stepped on the top of the tornado.

Lin Yuan did not remember that he had hated several pill-forming monks under his sword, but what he was facing now was definitely one of the most dangerous enemies since his cultivation as an immortal.

In front of him, a majestic black-red mountain loomed in the sea fog, like an unknown monster looking back in ancient times.

"The sea of ​​chaos is not only chaos in the world of immortality, but also chaos in the way of heaven. It is suspected that the way of heaven is lacking, and innate weirdness that looks like demons will be born. The more perfect the monks are in their cultivation, the more they will chase and desire them."

"Lin Yuan, why don't you let me out? I can also help you bring some last words back to Ge Qingzhou."

"Do you think that's possible?"

"Damn it, you kid is my disaster! What kind of Tao are you cultivating! This strange mountain attracted is definitely an innate weirdness comparable to the transformation of a god!"

Mo Chuan roared, his mind dancing uneasily in Lin Yuan's sea of ​​​​consciousness, looking at the black and red giant mountain with horrifying eyes.

On the huge mountain, countless hollows as small as fingers made whining sounds. Although this sound was slight, it penetrated the sound of wind and thunder, and echoed in the souls of Lin Yuan and Mo Chuan.

Mo Chuan just listened for a moment, and the body of the soul began to decompose. It quickly blocked all external feelings, silently recited the Ningxin mantra, and stood firm on the spiritual platform.

Lin Yuan also took back the magic weapon. Under the roar of the giant mountain, not to mention the external artifacts, even his body felt like it was about to move, and every ray of magic power would give birth to a spiritual intelligence.

Fortunately, his mana and his soul were fused into one body. As soon as his mutated spiritual intelligence showed signs of change, it was swallowed up and wiped out by the soul within it.

"Inner Demon."

Lin Yuan's soul was shaken, and the experience of fighting against the Holy Emperor of the Soul a long time ago came to mind, and he recognized the essence of the strange mountain's roar.

Everything in the world is in opposition to each other.

When a monk fights against heaven and earth and pursues immortality, his obsession with cultivating immortality will be deposited in his heart and turn into a terrifying inner demon. Therefore, the higher the cultivation of immortality, the greater the demonic nature.

The roar of the strange mountain arouses this hidden obsession in the heart, thus attracting the most bizarre and unpredictable inner demons.

If a thought does not arise, the mind will be clear; there will be no going, no coming, no birth and death.

Lin Yuan closed his eyes and concentrated, running the cutting spell, and the special soul magic power generated countless crystal blue sword threads to sweep away the strange thoughts growing around him.

However, when Lin Yuan was clearing his mind, the strange mountain quietly approached. The huge black-red mountain was like a gel, swallowing Lin Yuan instantly.

In a daze, Lin Yuan found himself in a strange place. His body was floating in the sea, and underneath was a dark seabed.

Just when he was wondering, a red light appeared from the bottom of the sea, and large areas of hot magma erupted, stirring up bursts of water.

Lin Yuan observed silently. He could not move now and was not affected by anything.

Time is flying. This lava erupted for a long time and formed a huge mountain. It has a black-red appearance and a body full of holes.

Whenever the sea breeze blows through its holes, there will be an ups and downs whine, and when the sea water flows through, it will be a gentle and low hum.

"Tingfeng Mountain."

The fishermen who passed by gave it a name. When they were free, they would stop and listen to the sound of wind and water.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Day after day, year after year. The boundless holes seem to be boundless heart apertures, and the sound of heaven and earth awakens the spirituality of the strange mountain.

Not surprisingly, it will be a powerful innate creature. Unfortunately, this is the Sea of ​​Chaos.

Lin Yuan saw that in the blue sea water, the black death energy, red murderous energy and other currents, as well as the violent spiritual energy in the world, were all corroding its intelligence at all times.

What's even more fatal is that because the way of heaven is lacking, when the strange mountain inscribes the way in the body, it can only go astray. In the end, the way is cut off, and the spiritual wisdom is completely corrupted.

In order to survive, it began to instinctively chase monks and devour their souls to resist the final spiritual collapse.

"It was the innate Holy Spirit, but it became an innate weirdness. It's sad and pitiful."

Lin Yuan sighed, but had a bold idea in his mind.

The Three Transformation Infant Technique requires a Nascent Soul, and the strange mountain in front of him is also a Nascent Soul in a sense.

Lin Yuan's eyes were deep and he entered the state of harmony.

The rhyme of the Tao flowed, and the heaven and earth mingled together. The surrounding scene was instantly shattered, and all the deep black and red will poured into Lin Yuan's body without hesitation, like moths flying into the flame.

The golden scriptures in Lin Yuan's body shone brightly, washing the black and red soul into his appearance bit by bit, and then put it back into the strange mountain.

This is a huge project. Compared with the soul of Lin Yuan accumulated over thousands of years in Weishan, it is like a stream or the sea.

…

The strange mountain has a radius of 10 miles and floats on the sea. It is really conspicuous.

The demons quickly discovered this strange mountain and also discovered the edge of the forest on the top of the mountain.

He closed his eyes and stuck the crystal sword aside. Even if several demon cultivators were following him not far away, there was no reaction.

This is really strange.

The crowd did not attack immediately, but instead sent a message to the island owner Wu Shiying.

"Not only does he no longer release cloud birds to interfere, but he rides on the mountain in an extremely conspicuous manner. What is he doing?"

Wu Siying, who had returned to her best condition, was also very puzzled.

"Moreover, I can no longer sense this guy's aura. It's just vaguely distributed on the entire mountain peak."

Wu Shiying frowned. It is a suspicious demon by nature and will never get involved in danger.

Therefore, it just walked in the void mezzanine, followed secretly, and at the same time sent orders to the disciples, asking them to take action immediately.

Lin Yuan was sitting on the mountain peak, his aura blending with the strange mountain. His whole person seemed to be there or not, ethereal and ethereal in the spiritual sense induction of many demon cultivators.

"Monsters are demons, a bunch of courageless people. It's just one person, no matter how powerful he is, how many of us can he stop? We, Taoist Wuxiao, want this monk's head."

The waves were rough, and several unkempt monks came together with dark clouds.

The leading man carried an ax carelessly, and the fur on his body emitted black smoke, and evil spirits bared their teeth and claws in the mist.

"Old Demon Wuxiao! Why are these old demons of casual cultivators here too?"

Several demon cultivators nearby muttered and quickly stepped aside.

These five old demons all have advanced cultivation levels, and the old demon Hei Xiao, who is headed by him, has attacked the Nascent Soul Stage twice in a row. Although he did not succeed, he has some methods of the Nascent Soul, and is somewhat unknown in the chaotic sea.

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To be continued...