Nanling.

There are continuous mountains and boundless forests here. The peaks are stacked one upon another, and clouds and mists linger in between, as if immortals are hiding there.

All kinds of strange giant trees grow tall, with vines thicker than a person's waist intertwined, and the sunlight from the sky struggles to shine through the gaps between the branches and leaves.

This land does not have many minerals, but it is very rich in exotic flowers and plants, magical trees and poisonous insects. It is a treasure land that produces all kinds of medicinal materials.

Most of the alchemy sects have taken root here and established their own schools. Countless monks make a living by collecting herbs here.

There are many treasures and dangers here. Over the years, no one knows how many monks have been buried here.

A set of equipment is left here and becomes an opportunity for others who come later.

Deep in the Nanling forest, there are basically no traces of monastic activities.

Ling Xi stood in a valley, the aura on her body was erratic, like a god or a demon.

"All things in the universe are annihilated!"

As his lips opened and closed, a flash of blood emerged from his body and turned into a blood-red silk, like smoke and fog, like the blood-red light under the setting sun.

This silk gauze fluttered gently behind Lingxi like a cloak.

There was a faint and endless smell of blood in the air, as if a Shura had emerged from the battlefield, carrying a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood on his back.

This is the Blood Smoke Net, a magical weapon made of countless flesh and blood.

There is a world of its own inside, which truly contains a mountain of corpses, a sea of ​​blood, a swamp of souls, a forest of bones, and the four directions of hell.

It can even connect with the human feelings of the mortal world, bind the lives of all living beings, and bring disaster to the person in charge.

It was because of this magical weapon that the monks of the Divine Court fell into a disadvantage.

Finally, with the help of Ye Xuan's father's ancestral secret method of blood sacrifice to the sky, the power of the Lord of the Divine Court was revived.

He instantly understood the secret of the magic weapon and destroyed its core with one punch, causing the wielder to lose his soul.

This magical weapon was also completely shattered and turned into nothing.

As one of the drivers of Tianque, Lingxi also received feedback from Tianque after he understood the mystery of Xueyanluo.

During the twenty thousand years, she was entangled with the evil shadow, which had been trying to devour her and tempt her to become a demon.

During this period, countless magic techniques were released, but Ling Xi stayed true to her heart and did not practice.

But after being influenced by it for so many years, I have also come to understand these magical methods.

In today's world, if we were to say which cultivator knows the magic methods best, apart from the high priest of magic, it would be Ling Xi.

Although she does not practice magic, she can simulate it using unique means.

The cultivators who can reach the ninth level of Tianxin Realm have begun to explore their own path.

Just like the extremely sharp sword intent of the Sword God.

It is better to take what is straight than to seek what is wrong.

Rather break than bend, this is his sword art.

All things in the universe, reality and illusion, this is Lingxi's way.

Other natural and unnatural phenomena can be simulated.

With her attainments in magic and the information she obtained from Xue Yanluo, it was not difficult for her to re-simulate it.

However, it does not have the power of Xueyan Luo in its peak state. After all, it did not devour countless lives.

But it is enough to deceive the current demon monks.

Anyway, they have never seen how terrifying the real Blood Smoke Luo is.

The only way to verify the judgment is to sense the fluctuations of breath and add the recorded information.

"This thing is really good in terms of its effect."

Bai Xin tried to analyze this magical weapon and figured out some of the tricks.

The demon shadow he captured also contained the method of refining the Blood Smoke Net, but written theory is never as intuitive as the actual effect.

This method of connecting with the popularity of all living beings is somewhat similar to the way he collects incense, but the effects are completely different.

Bai Xin's collection of incense is harmless to all living beings. On the contrary, it is beneficial and can dispel distracting thoughts and calm the mind.

However, this Blood Smoke Net is different. Instead, it feeds back the damage it has suffered to all living beings, making countless creatures bear the consequences for it.

Theoretically, as long as the number is large enough, this absolute defense cannot be broken.

It is really the case that the loss is not enough and the support is more than enough!

Moreover, from the effects of this magic weapon, it can be seen that the current magic sects' skills all have its shadow.

Such as the Ten Thousand Souls Banner of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, the White Bone Hell of the White Bone Dao, the Blood Soul Technique of the Blood Demon Sect, and so on.

They all look like parts of the Blood Smoke Net that have been torn apart.

……

Ling Xi waved her hand, and the blood smoke like a cloak left her body, disappeared into the ground.

Then he looked at Bai Xin: "I've got it done here, are you ready?"

In the blink of an eye, Bai Yin's fingers flew out and countless three-dimensional runes disappeared into the surrounding space, faintly connecting to form a huge formation.

"Okay, once you step into this place, don't even think about leaving."

Lingxi felt this nonchalant operation was a bit sloppy.

"It's that simple?"

"As far as I know, the Tianxing Demon Sect is good at space magic. Will they escape?"

The Tianxing Demon Sect does not have many members, but it is a very active demonic sect.

It's not quite accurate to call them the evil path, because I've never seen them commit cannibalism.

It’s just that the disciples of this sect, relying on the inherited spatial means, can come and go freely, robbing, stealing, and taking advantage of others everywhere.

He didn't engage in direct combat with other monks, he would just run away, mocking them before leaving.

The monks who were robbed and stolen from had no way to catch up with them and were completely helpless and furious.

"Unless they can tear this world apart and ascend to heaven in broad daylight, ordinary space means will be powerless to stop them."

Bai Xin said there was no need to worry, as a powerful cultivator with such means had already arrived at the scene the moment Xue Yanluo simulated it.

There is no such awesome existence in the Zhuiyang Realm.

Ling Xi sensed the runes hidden by Bai Yin, but found that they were completely undetectable, so she nodded.

"Okay, that's it. Next we just wait for the turtle to fall into the trap."

As he spoke, he took out a large piece of palace debris and buried it in the ground.

That was a corner of the Divine Palace, but the Dao patterns had been worn out and had lost their power, making it seem more real.

The two men disappeared.

……

"The aura is getting closer, Xue Yan Luo is just ahead."

In the primeval dense forest with towering trees, a squirrel jumped between the trees, approaching the treasure place.

At the same time, some small animals were quietly approaching from other directions.

These sneaky guys are all the demonic monks who have come here.

Each of them was extremely cunning; they knew that the others were nearby, and no one wanted to be the first to expose themselves.

The good news about the birth of this treasure is that the righteous sects are unaware of it, and only the cultivators at the ninth level of the demonic sect can sense it.

And the bad news is this, basically all the strong men of the magic path have come.

If you can’t keep it all to yourself, it depends on who has better means.

But they all had the same idea, which was to kill the blood demon first.

Although the power of the magic weapon Xueyanluo is not recorded in detail, it can be seen from just a few words that it is closer to the Blood Demon Sect's method.

So this guy Blood Demon must not be allowed to stay.

In the silence, a beam of blood light streaked across the sky and fell directly on the place where Lingxi buried the treasure.

A bloody shadow appeared, blurry and full of blood.

He blasted out with his palm, directly cracking the ground, and the wreckage of a corner of the palace was shaken out.

"Oh, this is... a fragment of the Divine Palace?"

Xueying was a little confused and unsure, but then he stopped paying attention.

Because a red light emerged from the ground and turned into a blood-red silk, like smoke and fog, slowly floating in the air.

"Xueyan Luo, it's really Xueyan Luo..."

The blood-colored silk seemed to sense the same breath and fell on him.

"Haha, this treasure belongs to me. You are a bunch of trash, how dare you compete with me!"

Bloodshadow laughed out loud towards the sky.

The powerful demons hiding in the surroundings couldn't hold back any longer.

"How can it be so simple? Doesn't it require refining?"

"This is not the way of the devil. How can such a magic weapon be subdued so easily?"

"Hurry up, don't let him run away..."

Suddenly, small animals flew out, transformed into their real forms, and surrounded the blood demon.

But the blood demon standing in the middle had no intention of escaping.

The blood-colored silk was very compatible with his aura, and their qi and blood were blended together, so there was no need to refine it at all.

He laughed wildly and said, "With the ancestor's treasure in my hand, who dares to kill me? Who can kill me?"

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