Chapter 289 Nascent Soul Monk
[You witnessed the fight between the human cultivators of the Canglan Realm and the creatures of the Nether Abyss, and gained 0.1 point of Power of Time.]

In Baiyujing, Zheng Yi looked at the instructions on the Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror and shook his head.

Still too little!
Just 0.1 points.

It seems that we need to speed up the training of Zhang Shaoyang.

The more he experiences and the more brilliant his performance, the more he will be able to participate in bigger things.

By then, I will be able to gain more power of time.

As his mind moved, a line of writing appeared on the fragment of the Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror.

[Sudden mission: Your uncle Mu Qingyu has arrived and is hiding not far away. Reject Guiyun Sanren's request to gain Mu Qingyu's attention.]

[Reward 1: Uncle Master Mu Qingyu values ​​you. ]

[Reward 2: One red fruit (fifty years old).]

This is the information Zhang Shaoyang got from the fragments of Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror.

This was also the information that Zheng Yi obtained through the Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror using his divine sense to scan.

Mu Qingyu had already gotten rid of the Nether Fire Crow and the Nether Spirit cultivators and was hiding not far away.

Zheng Yi didn't know the specific thoughts, but he could guess a lot.

Test the disciples.

If Zhang Shaoyang had been afraid of Guiyun Sanren's cultivation strength at that time and had voluntarily handed over the Blood of the Nether Spirit, Mu Qingyu would inevitably have been disappointed.

But if Zhang Shaoyang was unwilling to hand over the blood of the Nether Spirit even though he knew he was no match for the enemy, and he kept saying that he was doing it to maintain the reputation of the sect,

No matter which cultivator they are, cultivators like Zhang Shaoyang are people that the sect must protect.

Otherwise, once this matter gets out, the reputation of the Yanxia Sect will be greatly reduced.

At that time, Zhang Shaoyang seemed to be willing to hand over the blood of the dark spirit voluntarily.

But with Zheng Yi's intervention, he chose not to hand it over, and instead spoke out to defend the Yanxia Sect.

In this way, Mu Qingyu will definitely pay more attention to this new foundation-building disciple.

This is also the ending Zheng Yi wants to see.

As for the fifty-year-old red fruit... he has plenty of them.

As time went by, the innate spiritual energy nourished the capital area, and a large number of spiritual herbs and medicines emerged like mushrooms after rain.

Especially in the Tianshou Mountain area, there are more spiritual herbs, and Zheng Yi sent people to guard them all.

Some mature spiritual herbs and medicines were also collected and stored for future use.

This is to lure Zhang Shaoyang into doing tasks that are beyond his ability, and of course, material rewards are used to attract him!

"boom!"

At this moment, a loud explosion was heard again in the distant air.

The cultivators from the Canglan Realm and the cultivators from the Mingling Clan finally got angry with each other.

Perhaps the cultivators of the Mingling clan felt that it was not suitable to stay here for long, so they began to fight desperately.

However, several of them tried their best to block the human cultivators from Canglan Realm, while the remaining few people roared to the sky. Then their bodies began to wriggle, and different underworld beasts began to pour out of their bodies and joined the fight.

Wan Chengzhi, perhaps to cover up his indifference to the danger, explained: "This is the natal underworld beast of the cultivators of the Underworld Spirit Clan."

"In the Nether Abyss, the Nether Spirit Clan is just like us humans, and only a small number of them can become cultivators."

"Whether one can become a cultivator or not, awakening one's own underworld beast is the most important thing."

"Because this group of cultivators can only absorb the spirit energy of the underworld through their own underworld beasts and then become cultivators."

"Just like the spiritual roots of cultivators like me, the natal underworld beast is the spiritual root of the cultivators of the underworld clan!"

"Because these innate underworld beasts are alive, this group of cultivators from the underworld clan are even more ferocious and warlike. They are also proficient in many innate magical powers and are very difficult to deal with."

“Ga ga ga~!”

As he was speaking, he saw a Nether Fire Crow with blood-red flames burning all over its body screaming towards the sky, and a large amount of red flames fell like meteors, smashing heavily into the group of human cultivators in Canglan Realm.

"Big Sun Fire!!!"

A monk in the crowd cried out in surprise and quickly scattered like birds and beasts.

"Get out of the way!"

"This fire is extremely hot and can burn magic weapons. Don't resist it!"

"boom!"

Some monks exclaimed, and quickly dodged, while others were unable to dodge and could only use defensive magic weapons to withstand it.

But in an instant, several violent golden flames flashed among the crowd, and the figures were immediately engulfed by the fire of the sun, accompanied by several screams.

Even where Zhang Shaoyang was standing, he could clearly feel a burning sensation. Several people did not dare to be careless and retreated one after another.

In such a short period of time, many monks arrived.

"My fellow Taoists, let me suppress this Sun Fire~"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, causing everyone's spirit to chill and their breathing to speed up.

But then a beautiful woman in a snow-white dress floated towards the crowd. With a wave of her hand, an ice crystal branch appeared in her hand.

In an instant, a cloud of snow and wind swept in, containing a large amount of ice crystals, which shot towards the flames in the sky like a rainstorm.

The originally ferocious and invincible Sun Fire was extinguished at a speed visible to the naked eye after it came into contact with these strange ice crystals.

In the flames, the monk's natal underworld beast, a Underworld Fire Crow, screamed in anger, but was unable to break free from the blockade of these ice crystals for a while.

Wan Chengzhi was surprised and said, "The Crystal Fairy from Ice Pole Island! I didn't expect she would come too...!"

Seeing that Da Ri was temporarily controlled, the scattered monks surrounded him again. Several rays of light flashed, and another monk from the Ming Ling clan screamed and lost his life.

At this moment, the young man among the crowd of Mingling monks with a giant snake coiled in front of him suddenly narrowed his eyes and turned and ran.

"withdraw……!"

"Little Lord?"

"quack?"

Several monks from the Nether Spirit Clan were full of questions, but they still quickly evacuated as ordered. Instead, the Nether Fire Crow monk was the last to fall behind.

Zheng Yi, who was originally relying on the fragments of Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror to observe the battle, was suddenly shocked. His spiritual thoughts immediately withdrew like the tide, and he only observed the distance with Zhang Shaoyang's vision.

Suddenly, there was a light in the sky where the Mingling clan monks were fleeing, and a man in a golden robe suddenly appeared.

His eyes were blazing, his pupils were a rare golden color, and his entire body was radiating a golden glow.

After seeing this figure, the young master of the Mingling clan fled even faster.

However, the golden figure just glanced at him indifferently, then opened his hand and pinched downwards.

"Rumble...!"

In an instant, a large amount of clouds and spiritual energy condensed and formed a huge golden handprint in the air, which grabbed the monks of the Mingling clan fiercely.

"Young Master of the Dark Snake Clan? Are you still planning to leave now that you're here?"

"Hua Tianyang!!!"

The young master of the Nether Snake Clan roared, "You dare to kill me, aren't you afraid that my Nether Snake Clan and the human race of your Canglan Realm will go to war!!!"

"All-out war?"

Hua Tianyang said coldly: "You are not qualified!"

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge golden handprint had already grabbed the bodies of many Nether Spirit Clan monks.

The leading monk, whose natal underworld beast was the Underworld Fire Crow, screamed miserably, and his huge body was crushed to pieces immediately.

A faint golden light flashed out and was caught by Hua Tianyang.

Almost at the same time, other cultivators of the Mingling clan were also caught by the golden handprint.

The duration lasted for seven or eight breaths, or one or two breaths, until they were all captured and exploded, with screams and explosions continuing.

"Young Master... help me!!!"

The only three remaining monks shouted in panic, only to see a fierce look flash across the eyes of the young master of the Nether Snake Clan. The dark giant python that had been coiled in front of him suddenly leaped forward, opened its mouth wide and spit forward.

"Om...!"

Gray rays of light suddenly appeared and turned into colorful rays of light in an instant.

The young master of the Nether Snake Clan did not hesitate at all. He turned into a ray of black light and rushed into the light, disappearing in an instant.

Space crack!

The young master of the Nether Snake Clan's awakened Nether Beast actually possesses such a strange magical power as space rifts!
The remaining three people were overjoyed and rushed towards the space crack.

But, it's too late!
The golden giant handprint has already arrived.

The two figures were crushed immediately, and the only remaining person rushed forward desperately, but half of his body was also crushed, leaving only a head and a small part of his body, and he dangerously rushed into the space crack.

After a few breaths, the space cracks flickered wildly, and then suddenly disappeared.

"Space crack?"

"No wonder……"

(End of this chapter)