After the cave was opened, Yuwen Zhouyuan entered the practice room and sat cross-legged, took out a True Self Pill and swallowed it. This elixir was originally used to advance to the True Self Stage to break through the bottleneck, but just after the True Lord Heavenly Tribulation, the first
Taking it when your luck is in a stable state will be the most helpful for advancing to the true self stage in the future. In addition, this elixir also has powerful healing and nourishing effects on the Nascent Soul!
Yuwen Zhouyuan kneaded a magic formula in each hand, held it in front of his chest and began to refine the medicine.
Green light flashed all over its body, and although the strange little beast was lively and active, it was also shrinking obediently at this moment.
Yuwen Zhouyuan used the technique of internal observation, and saw nothingness in the Dantian. Among the black and white spiritual power in the Dantian, the pale golden Nascent Soul was sitting there, constantly swallowing spiritual power, and the heavenly book was radiating seven colors.
The light reflected in the Dantian was very colorful and strange.
Time passed slowly and unconsciously.
But the outside world is already turbulent.
There is a mysterious small canyon in the Qingyuan Oasis in the desert.
The Desert Wolf King was sitting cross-legged when suddenly a transmission note flew into the cave.
It’s actually a secret communication talisman! Is there any clue about the elf doll?
As soon as the Desert Wolf King waved his hand, the firelight immediately fell into his palm. After his consciousness sank for a moment, he raised his head with a look of half worry and half joy on his face.
It seems that he has to take action personally. Although with his late-stage True King magical powers, once involved, it may even cause a full-scale conflict in the lost space. However, at this moment, how can he care about the elf doll?
At the same time, a mysterious cave tens of thousands of miles away from the Qingyuan Oasis in the desert.
The cave is about a thousand feet wide in area, and there is a high platform in the center of the cave. The high platform has a simple style and is covered with runes, making it look like an altar.
At the top of the altar, there was a demonic beast with a sluggish look on his face, his body surrounded by thick mist, and he was gulping away.
There are two more people standing side by side below. The crocodile man on the left is two feet tall and has muscles all over his body. Even when he is standing there quietly, he exudes an astonishing aura.
The person next to the crocodile man is an old man in Taoist robes with an immortal style, but this old man's hair is fiery red.
These two people are none other than the Crocodile Demon King who is as famous as the Desert Wolf King in the Lost Dimension and the red-haired ancestor.
At this time, the two old monsters were constantly changing their magic techniques, inputting their own demonic power into the mist.
A full two hours had passed, and the faces of the two old monsters also showed signs of exhaustion. The Crocodile Monster King suddenly shouted loudly, shook his hand and threw a pearl the size of a dragon's eye, which the monster quickly swallowed.
belly.
The demonic energy surged, and the monster trembled all over. It was obvious that it was undergoing great torture, and it was writhing in pain on the ground.
A moment later, he transformed into a human form in a demonic mist. He was the old man in brown robe who escaped from Yuwen Zhouyuan's hands.
"Thank you two seniors for saving me." The old man in brown robe did not stand up. Instead, he knelt on the ground and saluted the Crocodile Demon King and the red-haired ancestor.
"My dear nephew, you're welcome. Just raise your hand and do it for me." The Crocodile Demon King returned the favor with a smile. Although there was a huge gap in strength between him and the other party, looking at this situation, one could tell that they must have a close friendship.
"The great kindness and virtue of these two seniors will definitely be remembered in my heart." The old man in brown robe kowtowed three times before slowly getting up and standing with his hands tied.
No wonder the brown-robed old man was grateful. If the Crocodile Demon King and the red-haired ancestor hadn't saved him this time, his cultivation would have plummeted to a new level after losing the demon elixir.
Although this result is better than losing one's life, it is shuddering to think about, so it is natural to feel grateful.
"My dear nephew, what exactly did you encounter when you went out this time? That you ended up in such a mess? Is it because of the Desert Wolf clan?" After a while, the Crocodile Demon King said calmly.
A sharp look flashed in the Crocodile Demon King's eyes as he spoke. Several of his confidants had died in the past few days, and his heart was filled with anger.
"No." The old man in brown robe unexpectedly shook his head.
"Not the Desert Wolf Clan?" The red-haired ancestor of the city couldn't help but look surprised: "How is that possible? Nephew, you are not mistaken. I got news that the blue-faced old man who went out with you died.
, to be able to push the demon clan at the peak of the True Master to such an extent, apart from the Desert Wolf Clan, I can’t think of anyone else who has such strength in this lost dimension.”
The Crocodile Demon King also nodded, his expression also very puzzled.
"Two seniors, the enemy we met is a human immortal cultivator." The old man in brown robe said.
"What? It's actually a human race!" The two old monsters were stunned.
Then the eyes of the Crocodile Demon King burst out with deep hatred: "Is it that old man Futong?"
It’s no wonder that Crocodile Demon Kei thinks so. This lost space can defeat the demon clan at the peak of the True Master. Unless they are great monks at the True Master stage, no one else will have such amazing magical powers.
The number of monks in the True King stage can be counted in the entire Lost Space. Most of them rely on several forces established by the four True King monks. Since they are not the Desert Wolf clan, they are not the forces that the two of them belong to, and they are still
The master of the human race can only be that old man, King Futong!
A thousand years ago, the Crocodile Demon King had a battle with True King Futong, but he was seriously injured. It took him three hundred years of cultivation to recover from his injuries. Therefore, the Crocodile Demon King hated True King Futong.
It goes to the bone!
The Crocodile Demon King naturally gritted his teeth when he thought of this hateful thing in his life.
"Senior, he is not the old thief Futong, but a strange human monk." The old man in brown robe still shook his head and said.
A series of accidents made the two monsters in the middle stage of the True King look at each other. Could it be that humans have advanced to some new level of masters? One against two, one of the peak cultivators of our monster clan, the True Master, was killed and one was seriously injured. Even the cultivators of the middle stage of the True King could not do this.
Not enough!"
"Seniors, don't worry, please listen to me slowly..." The old man in brown robe showed fear on his face and slowly told the whole story.
"Why was that person just promoted at that time, and it seems that the catastrophe has not been passed yet? My dear nephew, are you really sure about this kind of thing? Could it be that this person is a foreign monk?" The Crocodile Demon King said in shock.
"The highest level of foreign monks is not the peak of the late True Master. Compared with our demon clan, the combat power of human monks is not as good as mine at the same time. It can be said that the peak of our late True Master can compete with the opponent's True Lord in the early stage. How can we let others
One person kills one and severely injures the other. I can’t understand it!” The red-haired ancestor also shook his head, with sarcasm in his eyes. If the old man in brown robe hadn’t spoken clearly and logically, he would have thought that the other person was insane.
"Two seniors, you have been very kind to me. How dare you, the younger generation, bully each other? Moreover, that elf doll is also in the hands of that hateful human being." The old man in brown robe gritted his teeth.
"Oh?" This time, the two old monsters couldn't help but pay attention, and they hurriedly asked in detail.
The other party described it as having a nose and eyes. The Crocodile Demon King and the red-haired ancestor were overjoyed. At this time, a transmission note flew into the cave.
The Crocodile Demon King was startled and took it into his hand.
"What happened to Brother Crocodile? It seems that what my nephew said is true. I just got the news that the old guy from the Desert Wolf King has set off. Although the final destination is unclear, the direction is exactly where the nephew just described. The Desert Wolf Clan
I also found traces of the elf doll." The Crocodile Demon King's eyes flashed and he spoke solemnly.
"Oh, what are Brother Crocodile's plans?" the red-haired ancestor asked.
"Plan? Well, since all our old friends are gone, we can't stay here. Let's act according to the situation. If there is a chance, we must rush to snatch the elf doll." The crocodile demon king said with a greedy light in his eyes.
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"Okay! It's exactly what I want. Now that I've done it, there's no reason to give up halfway. I can accompany you for a while. Besides, I also want to meet the powerful foreigner from the human race and see if his skills can be useful to us.
Where." The red-haired ancestor said cheerfully.
There was a storm outside, but Yuwen Zhouyuan stayed in an underground cave about fifty feet away from the desert floor, carefully cultivating and stabilizing the True Lord Yuanying.
As for the strange little beast, it was originally lively and active, but for some reason, it seemed a little tired these days and slept soundly most of the time.
At first, Yuwen Zhouyuan was a little worried after practicing, but after a brief inspection, he found that there was nothing wrong with watching the little guy, and his magic power had even increased a lot.
It turns out that not long after this strange little beast swallowed the colorful lotus transformed from the energy of the Heavenly Tribulation, it evolved quickly, and its intelligence was greatly expanded, and it could speak human words to communicate with the universe.
During the exchange, Yuwen Zhouyuan learned that his name was Xuanji and that he was a descendant of the royal family of the elves.
"Xuanji, if you feel uncomfortable in any way, remember to tell your brother." Yuwen Zhouyuan said with concern.
"No." The little guy shook his head in a milky voice, and then closed his innocent eyes. Monsters are different from humans. Some simple cultivation techniques are passed down through blood. You don't need to learn them, they will naturally
Got it.
At this time, Xuanji used the technique of Vipassana, and there was originally nothingness in the sea of consciousness. However, at this moment, there was a five-color lotus spinning slowly.
The power of elves in the sea of consciousness was attracted and surrounded Cailian, looking extraordinary and beautiful.
"What is this?" Although the elf Xuanji has incredible qualifications, she is still too young after all and cannot figure out everything in front of her, so she starts to feel sleepy again.
But on the other hand, although the three major forces of the Lost Space Demon Clan are fighting endlessly, and even the three demon kings have taken action after hearing the news, they still have some scruples between each other. Unless they really find traces of the elf doll, they still have to restrain themselves.
Tear your face apart.
And this is a desert wasteland, so the Desert Wolf Clan naturally moves faster.
They rushed to the place where Yuwen Zhouyuan was promoted to the True Lord to overcome the tribulation first, and discovered the remnants of the defensive formation deployed by Yuwen Zhouyuan.
The Desert Wolf King was greatly shocked. He was a late-stage True King and had lived for tens of thousands of years. However, this was the first time he had seen a defensive formation of this level. If such a defensive formation could be destroyed in the end, what would be the destruction?
How powerful will it be? From this, we can see how sophisticated the human master who can easily survive the catastrophe will be. Can the elf doll be regained in his hands?
Suddenly, a ray of fire flew in, which was the clan's secret transmission talisman.
The Desert Wolf King quickly sank his consciousness, and after a moment a trace of joy appeared on his face.
"Father, do you have any news?" Next to the Desert Wolf King, stood a resolute-looking young man who looked to be in his early twenties, but he was also a monster in the True Master stage.
The Desert Wolf King said: "Yes, there are clues. Yi'er, what you said is right. A few days ago, a monk was promoted to True Lord here and had a conflict with the Crocodile Demon King's men, but the final result was...
It’s two late-stage True Master demon cultivators, one dead and the other injured…”