I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

Not long after PEI Ling entered the demon Dao's base camp in Cizhou, ten crazed demon foreign races suddenly appeared on the originally empty Plains.

Their eyes were red, and the aura around them was extremely brutal. They charged directly at the base of the demonic Dao.

Violent attacks rained down, but the defensive formation that the demonic path had spent a vast amount of manpower and material resources to build, which could withstand the full-force attacks of the five righteous sects for a long time, didn't move at all.

BOOM!

The spell formation stood tall. However, the moment the spell landed, an earth-shattering boom rang out.

The devil cultivators who were stationed here quickly reacted and flew out of their houses.

Now that the three Saint Dao sects were gathered here, anyone who dared to attack their base at this time must be from the pseudo Dao!

In an instant, thousands of demonic cultivators stood in the air, looking around and shouting, " "Pseudo Dao trash, come out and accept your death!"

"The cycle of heaven and earth, the loss of fortune, the five sects of the pseudo-Dao sect protecting the mortals, resulting in many offspring. The Panhu realm can't bear it, and you will be destroyed in this war! It's useless to struggle ... Quickly kill yourself and you can avoid heavenly punishment!"

"Of all living things, humans are the most expensive! If a pseudo Dao goes against the law, there will be a calamity ... Immediately offer the beautiful young men and women of your clan to become the cultivation vessels of our sacred cult. Make the great heart demon oath to be a slave for eternity, and you can be spared from death!"

Before he could finish his sentence, the demonic cultivators standing in the air and looking down on them realized that the ones attacking the formation were not the pseudo Dao cultivators as expected, but the lowly alien races.

The first few fiendish cultivators who rose into the air to fight for the credit were stunned at first. Then, they sneered and flew out of the formation.

The four fiend sects respected the human race. Even the demon race of Mount qingyao, which had a demon Emperor, was just a better material in their eyes. In their eyes, there was no need for these foreign races to even provoke them in front of the battle.

Boom boom boom ...

Thousands upon thousands of spells were unleashed at the same time, and the brilliant light instantly drowned out the incoming enemies.

In the blink of an eye, the ten crazed foreign demons had been turned into a layer of minced meat, which spread evenly across a radius of several miles.

However, even though this was more brutal than being cut into pieces, their auras didn't disappear and they didn't show any signs of death.

Soon, bloody, venomous eyes grew out of every inch of the minced meat. They then gathered together and emitted an even more powerful aura.

At the same time, a white-robed cultivator suddenly appeared above the base camp.

His appearance was slightly old, but one could still see the handsome face he had when he was young. At this moment, his white robe was dancing in the wind, and there was an ancient gold ring on his head that had long faded. Although it was different from the gold ring worn by the heavenly born sect's disciple, if one looked carefully, one could find that the craftsmanship was passed down from the same line.

From the outside, this cultivator was a pure human, but the aura around him was violent, chaotic, and evil ... No different from those crazy demons and foreign races.

Upon seeing this person, the high-level devil cultivators in the air were shocked."Old ancestor Luan?"

As they spoke, their hearts were filled with uncertainty. Luan Longqing was one of the heavenly born sect's ancestors. He became famous at a young age and revealed his abilities when he was a successor disciple. He once defeated his peers.

After entering a higher realm, he became even more powerful and was a famous giant among the Saints.

However, he was extremely arrogant and was eventually trapped in the crossing calamity abyss by the pseudo-Dao, and there had been no news of him for a long time. Why was he here now?

Without waiting for everyone to figure out the whole problem, Luan youqing directly stretched out her hand and pressed down. Instantly, the entire base camp turned dark!

A demonic palm the size of a mountain covered the entire base camp and smashed down.

The demonic palm was as black as ink, and there seemed to be countless wails of the dead in it. It was so sharp that it seemed to be able to tear one's mind apart. Before it landed, the cultivators in the base camp with lower cultivation had already covered their ears uncontrollably and let out hysterical screams.

As it slowly descended, as if it was going to raze the entire formation and the base camp of the demonic Dao, a demonic palm that was almost exactly the same was launched from the depths of the base camp. From the bottom to the top, it firmly collided with the demonic palm.

BOOM!

The terrifying impact instantly swept through the surroundings. The many fiendish cultivators who were originally standing in the air could not react in time and were sent flying by the invisible force. They crashed heavily into the wall of the formation and spat out blood.

The formation beneath him rippled like water, completely negating the force of impact.

The demon sect disciples in the formation saw that the situation was bad and immediately scattered, each looking for a place to hide.

An old man in a white robe and a golden crown, with a light golden gem embedded between his eyebrows, took a step forward and appeared in the air, facing Luan Longqing.

He sized up the other party for a moment, then cupped his hands slightly and said, " "Senior brother Luan, since you've already left the crossing disaster abyss, why didn't you inform the sect?"

Luan Longqing's eyes were bloodshot. She did not care about the old man at all. She immediately continued to attack, blasting the protective array of the main camp.

The old man frowned and immediately tried to stop him.

Boom boom boom ...

A great battle broke out between the two of them in an instant. The protective formation trembled rapidly, and the entire world was shaking. The terrifying aura caused many devil cultivators to fly away and hide deeper into the formation like birds and beasts.

In the sky, wind, Thunder, clouds, and lightning wreaked havoc, changing several times in an instant and creating a myriad of phenomena ...

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The base camp of the demonic path in Cizhou.

In the meeting hall of the glazed Pagoda.New chaptᴇrs are published on novelenglish.net . Fire(.)nᴇt

The great Pagoda token sat cross-legged with an expressionless face, waiting for the SU Li Scripture and Ji mang's reply.

Su Lijing simply closed his eyes and rested his mind, making it clear that he wouldn't leave until he received the "compensation."

Meanwhile, Ji mang casually took out the head of a female cultivator from his storage bag and played with it. This female cultivator was beautiful and had delicate facial features. Although she only had a head, she still exuded a faint sharp aura. It was obvious that she had a special Constitution. After beheading it, it was processed with special methods, and its characteristics were still retained.

The three of them had been in a stalemate for a long time.

It seemed like this silent confrontation would continue.

At this moment, a loud noise was heard.

The three of them just casually sensed around. Seeing that it was not an attack from a pseudo Dao, they ignored it and continued to waste time with each other.

A moment later, there was another loud noise, accompanied by the slight vibration of the protective array of the entire glazed Pagoda, which dissolved the impact of the attack.

Just like before, none of the three were willing to give in. When they realized that it was not a pseudo Dao, they did not have the intention to speak, as if they had not realized it.

After all, this place was the base camp of the four sects of the divine path in the Cizhou of the nine Phoenix Mountain. Even though the Wushi villa had retreated, the people of the reincarnation tower, the Zhong Kong sect, and the heaven's born sect were still gathered here.

Other than the three sect Masters, there were also many Grand elders present. They were not affected by small matters.

After a while, a huge tremor came.

The three of them remained unmoved.

Thus, in an even shorter time, there was another huge commotion outside ...

An hour later, the three of them frowned at the same time and looked in the same direction with doubt.