In this camp, there are blue spiritual lights, and you can tell at a glance that it is an extraordinary treasure. However, Tingchao only got some of the remaining chapters of the Wood King's Evil's Earnings from Huang Zhi's Yuanshen. The biggest gain was to learn the magic of sprinkling beans into soldiers, and half of the Eagle King's Iron Wings Sacrifice and Refining Method.

To sprinkle beans and become soldiers, it requires long-lasting spiritual wood, but these spiritual materials are all excellent materials for treasure refining. Who would be willing to consume it like this? And as the cultivation level surges, the soldiers transformed from this method have very little effect, so Xu Tingchao no longer uses it.

As for the sacrificial method, even the iron wings of the Eagle King were refined by the old demon of the Blood Sea. In addition to being used for reference, it has lost its value.

Xu Tingchao cannot be refined, which does not mean that the elders in the Immortal Palace do not have this ability either...

After looking at Xu Yi, the girl was cross-legged and closed her eyes to refine the Nine-Life Cat Fairy Aura obtained from the Ancestral Witch Palace. Over the past few months, Xu Yi has been extremely diligent in practicing. Except for just being awakened by the momentum of Tiangang Peak, she has almost never stopped. She gave the Nine-Life Cat Fairy's essence and sharp golden rings, and she sacrificed and refined it day and night.

Xu Tingchao didn't know what Xu Yi thought? This girl was afraid that she would take the responsibility of Ruan Qing's transfer to him! If he had had a profound cultivation and powerful means at the beginning, how could he be captured by those Confucian souls? Maybe he could still protect his aunt, and Brother Qing would not die of grief and anger!

Sighing and withdrew his gaze, Xu Tingchao stood up and walked to Tao Laodao who was sacrificing the yin and yang clock.

At this moment, the shape of the Yin and Yang Qi Bell has changed drastically. It is said that it is more suitable for a Yin and Yang bell. Two lotus flowers on the bell are rotated relatively, and there is a black and white bell tongue in the opening.

Old Tao Tao was full of excitement, and the forbidden runes hit the small bell continuously, causing halos!

After half an hour, Old Tao stopped the magic trick, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. Although he looked like he was concentrating on his luck, Xu Tingchao stood in front of him for so long, so why didn't he know, and then he slowly asked, "What's the matter?"

Xu Tingchao quickly presented the small military camp with green auras in his hand.

Tao Wanchun let out a light exclamation, took the camp into his hands, looked at it for a moment, and said happily: "Military Magical Weapon?"

“That’s right!”

Xu Tingchao responded, and then recorded the subdivisions of the Mu Wang Yuwu, the general's great military exercises, and the jade slips that sprinkle beans into military magic.

Tao Laodao saw it and shook his head regretfully: "The key points of Mu Wang Yuwu are so incomplete. What is the 'big (crab) method' that is really unsightly, but the master cannot refine this treasure."

With a sigh, the old Taoist said respectfully to Taixu: "Senior Brother, do you have a wonderful method?"

Taixu opened his eyes and did not speak. He directly took the military camp and jade slips into his hands. After a little investigation, he threw the green military camp forward. The surrounding wooden spiritual energy gathered together, forming complex runes, and imprinted them on the military camp in turn!

In just a moment, the treasure was sacrificed and refined. With a wave of Taixu, the small military camp flew to Xu Tingchao's hands.

Xu Tingchao took it respectfully, injected his true energy and investigated it for a moment. He was slightly happy. He thanked Taixu before he walked to Xu Yi, put the camp gently in front of her, and returned to Ao Shan and sat cross-legged, continuing to practice...

In this half hour, the blood demon walked with the wind for more than a hundred miles, and could faintly hear the roar of fighting in front of him. It must be the seventeen masters of the Earth Demon Peak mentioned by Luan Lingzhen, who were fighting with the corpse refining here.

Despite this, the blood demon did not rush forward, but let the black and red wind blow him. Even though the direction deviated a lot, he did not change deliberately.

In the cup of tea, this wind flew through the battleground dozens of miles away. This distance did not exist at all for practitioners. The blood demon glanced at him and saw a haggard old Taoist, a demon cultivator with black air, and two demon cultivators with demon bodies, confronting five monks in black robes.

It turned out that it was not a corpse refining! The blood demon immediately became a little cautious.

These nine people have the realm of cultivation, and the five black-robed men are full of ghost energy. The treasures and magic tricks they make are very strange. They are obviously not cultivators in this world. Thinking about this, the two demons are four of the Earth Demon Peak Lords. But somehow they appeared here. Could it be that the seventeen people acted separately?

As he thought so in his heart, the blood demon did not stop at all and flew past with the wind.

Such black and red yin winds are very common in the spiritual path. Even if they are so powerful, they never attract the attention of nine people! When the enemy is facing a slightest, they will die and disappear. Who dares to be distracted?

After only ten miles of blowing out, the blood demon saw the old Taoist shoot out a flying sword made of white light and cut one of the black-robed men into two pieces!

Two calves-like green wolf suddenly appeared next to another man in black robe, and four claws were used to tear him to pieces!

The remaining three ghost cultivators in black robe were trapped by a pitch-black and rolling demon cloud!

Two ghost cultivators from other worlds were killed so quickly, but the four demons looked relaxed and freehand. The blood demon was quite surprised. It seemed that the seventeen masters of the Earth Demon Peak sent this time were all very powerful, and they would definitely make the ghost cultivators stationed in the nine-vein Yinlong Corpse Refining Formation busy for a while, just so that they could do their own things!

In the fairy palace, the two elders An Qiyang and Guo Wang, as well as Guo Xiongshi, Tie Heihu, Xing Zhiyuan, Mai Qiufeng, Talang, the three brothers of the Chu family, and the Dragon Prince of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, Ao Hu were already excited to see it. If it weren't for the concern that there were elders and elders, I was afraid that they would shout loudly immediately! Even Li Baiyuan, who had already promoted to the soul, was quite eager to try it.

The three trapped ghost cultivators noticed the fall of their companions. In horror, they used their skills to rush out of the demon cloud and fled in all directions!

The old Taoist shot with a sword and pierced one of them directly!

The demon cultivator flew away and wrapped the other person. When the demon clouds dissipated, there was only a middle-aged man in a green robe with a cold expression in the air.

The two green wolf demon cultivators seemed not good at flying, and despite striving to chase, they still let the last person escape.

The man in black robe was so desperate that he escaped into the black and red wind where the blood demon was hiding. He thought he wanted to use this wind to cover up his body, but he didn't expect that he would be surrounded by a gust of strange wind and could not move!

They each killed their opponents. The old Taoist and the demon cultivator chased after them separately and searched around in the wind, but they never found the figure of the fish that had escaped. They had to leave one after another, meet with the two demon cultivators, and go somewhere else.

The blood demon then smiled slightly at the horrified ghost cultivator beside him, waved his hand and threw him into the Immortal Mansion!

Xu Tingchao had been waiting for a long time, and the ghost cultivator had just appeared and was covered by a pink mist...

A few hours later, a whistling whistling across the black red earth, a soul ghost cultivator in a black robe escaped. He saw him look panic and anxious, and he set up a black escape light and flew straight in a certain direction!

It took a day and a night to reach a continuous high mountain range, and turned a blind eye to the corpses and bones all over the mountains. He took out a token with blood-eyed and ghosted face and shook it in the void ahead! Two dark red beams of light shot out from the two blood-red eyes on the token, and disappeared into the void dozens of feet away!

But when he heard a shrill ghost roar, an exact same ghost face suddenly appeared in the void, but it was more than ten feet high, and the two bloody eyes were even more burning! When the ghost cultivator saw it, his face relaxed, and the light of the escape came into the wide open mouth of the ghost face!

The grimace faded away, and the mountains returned to the previous scene of the roaring wind. A corpse that had been rotten nearly half suddenly stood up shakingly, and the rotten flesh on its body was blown by the wind, and most of the time it fell, revealing green bones...

"Hey, Brother Wang, why are you the only one turning around?"

The ghost cultivator escaped into his face and appeared over a small town with beautiful mountains and rivers. He flashed his body and came to the gate of the town.

Before he could stand firm, the elegant man sitting cross-legged in the awning beside the door exclaimed!

"So it's Brother Yi!" The ghost cultivator's face changed, and finally sighed with lingering fear, "We are sent here to be sent here. If we can't come back during the inspection, what else can we end up?"

"Can you wait to run into the squad of troops over there?"

"I hope this is the case!" The ghost cultivator smiled bitterly, "It's a pity that my five guys only saw four of them. After only a few rounds of fighting, the two fellow Taoists, Li Fan, died. If I hadn't had some attainments in escape and concealment, I would have been like Duan and Li, and I would not be able to escape!"

The elegant man couldn't help but feel sad and regretful when he heard this, and finally said, "Fellow Daoist Wang is lucky. Yi has seen several casualties in this position. The most miserable thing is Sima Heng and his party of thirteen people. I heard that only when they met the two people there, he was seriously injured and fled back, but in the end he was unable to protect the ghost body that had been tempered for many years, so he had to take over one again!"

"How could this be like this?" The ghost cultivator surnamed Wang changed color in horror. "It's only hundreds of years since the last war. Could it be that the people there are crazy and want to attack again?"

"This is not the case." The elegant man smiled, "In Yi's opinion, the other end may be angry, we will put the corpse too far away and send some powerful people to shock them."

"Even so, a big battle is inevitable." Ghost Cultivator was very sad. "I don't know if I still have the luck this time to survive... Brother Yi's rotation period is about to expire. After this battle, I'm afraid I will be able to leave this ghost place early!"

"How is that easy?" The elegant man chuckled and pointed his hand at the sky above his head. "Yi has been designated to participate in the killing of the stinger head over there. Life and death are still different."

"With Brother Yi's cultivation strength, you must be careful and you will definitely be safe. I wish Brother Yi's merits to be perfect and the world will be free from now on!" The ghost cultivator bowed, took out the ghost face token, waved his hand to capture a black air, and then put it on the table in front of the man. "I am seriously injured, so I'm going to say goodbye. Heal sooner, and have more chances to save his life!"

"Brother Wang, walk slowly!"

The elegant man also stood up and bowed his hand solemnly.

After the ghost cultivator surnamed Wang walked away, he picked up the token on the table and looked at the gray sky outside the town in a daze.

A faint black and red light suddenly overflowed from the token and fled into his sleeves...
Chapter completed!