My Optimized Immortal Life

The cultivation level of this snake demon was far superior to that of the green snake demon just now. Chen Qing did not use his magical power and only used fire spells, which was indeed a bit difficult to deal with.

But this is just right.

His spiritual consciousness was distributed around, seemingly observing the beast tide, but in fact he was watching other True Lords. Most of the True Lords were facing a demon king at this time. Their cultivation levels were almost the same, and they were all engaged in a bitter battle. It was difficult to determine the winner in a short time. Cultivators like Chen Qing who could kill a snake demon as soon as they met were of course very rare.

Getting the corpse of a demon king is already a great harvest. Now, if we delay for a few more dozen rounds, we can kill this snake demon and take it into our pocket.

The corpses of two fourth-order snake demons are priceless even for Nascent Soul cultivators.

Thinking of this, Chen Qing began to slow down, reducing the frequency of using the Three Spirits Mysterious Fire Fan and instead using more fire magic to deal with the snake demon.

The man and the demon were in a stalemate. The snake demon was already at the level of a demon king and was very intelligent. Seeing Chen Qing taking his time, it glanced around and actually slowed down its attack speed to preserve its own demonic power.

Seeing this, Chen Qing was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that this snake demon would be lazy.

Apart from the man and the monster, the surrounding battlefield was a real meat grinder.

Countless low-level monsters were turned into minced meat under the bombardment of the flying boat, and their monster blood infected the entire water area, turning it scarlet. However, this did not make these monsters give up. Instead, they became more crazy, not caring about the loss of their own monster power, and desperately cast magic.

Hundreds and thousands of magical lights rose from the water and shot towards the flying boat in the air, but were blocked by the light curtain of the formation that appeared beside the flying boat. They exploded one after another and turned into scattered demonic energy.

The battle continued, but in the center of the flying boats, the flying boat belonging to Linxian Pavilion did not move at all. The Taoist Master of Divine Sword, who was sitting on the bow of the boat, did not make any move except for shooting a few sword lights at the beginning to point out the monsters surrounding them.

He just looked at the deeper mist, his eyes slightly narrowed, as if he was looking around.

"This demon god is indeed from the Demon God Temple. He is so patient. If he were a local promoted demon god, he would have appeared long ago and wanted to negotiate terms with us."

I only heard this Taoist saying this, with a hint of appreciation in his words.

Hearing this, a True Lord beside him thought for a moment and spoke.

"This demon god hasn't shown up yet. I'm afraid he's planning something in secret. Disciple, you have to be careful."

The Sword Master smiled.

"Master, you are still like this. I am already a Dao Lord. Even if there are two demon gods in this misty swamp, I can still protect my flying boat and escape safely. Moreover, didn't my uncle-master deduce that there should only be one demon god in the misty swamp at this moment?"

Hearing this, the True Lord nodded, and seemed to have great respect for the great-grandmaster that the Divine Sword Taoist mentioned.

The two stopped discussing this topic and started observing the beast tide below.

"The monsters here should be all the second-level and above monsters in the Misty Marsh."

The True Lord looked at the second-level monsters below, countless of which had been killed by the flying boats and Jindan cultivators of various factions, but which were still pouring out of the gray fog, and spoke slowly.

"That's good. Misty Marsh has always been occupied by monsters. Our sect has a limited number of cultivators, and it's difficult to clear it out on our own. Now that we have the help of other sects, we can incorporate it into our territory."

The Taoist Master of the Divine Sword added this sentence, but he was thinking about how to manage this misty swamp in the future.

"According to the sect's texts, there must be a special high-level spiritual vein in this Misty Marsh. The spiritual energy it exudes is easily absorbed by monster beasts and can even help monster beasts transform, increasing their cultivation and reducing the difficulty of becoming fourth-level demons. That's why so many fourth-level demons have been born in this Misty Marsh over the years."

"Now I see that it is indeed so."

"I wonder if such a spiritual vein would be harmful to human cultivators like us? The senior who came here to investigate was a Spiritual Transformation cultivator, standing at the top of the entire human world. Even if this spiritual energy is different, it would definitely not have any effect on him. As for cultivators at the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment levels, or even mortals, I don't know."

"However, now that various sects have gathered here, most of the disciples are at the foundation-building stage. If they get close to that high-level spiritual vein, they will know."

The Taoist Master of the Divine Sword thought so, and looked down at the cultivators like Chen Qing who were in a stalemate with the Demon King, and it was unknown how long it would last, and suddenly he took action.

Hundreds of tiny sword beams emanated from his body, like meteors, passing by him for a few meters before suddenly disappearing.

And in the next moment, those fourth-level demon kings who were in a stalemate with the Nascent Souls of various families were suddenly horrified. The demon beasts' natural spiritual perception made them feel as if there were thorns on their backs, as if there was a threat lurking in the dark.

After an unknown number of breaths, an extremely weak sword light suddenly appeared beside them, easily breaking through the body of the fourth-level demon king that he was so proud of, penetrating into his flesh and blood, and turning into thousands of sword threads that crisscrossed in their bodies, causing their hands to stagnate and making it difficult to mobilize their demonic energy.

How could such a good opportunity be missed by the True Lord?

They all used their own methods to reverse the situation in an instant, putting these demon kings at a disadvantage and just one step away from death.

As for Chen Qing, when the sword light of the Divine Sword Taoist appeared, even he was stunned, because the sword light did not come from a distance, but appeared out of thin air, as if it had passed through space.

The Divine Sword Daoist Monarch actually possesses such a method? !

Chen Qing was secretly shocked, but his hands did not slow down at all. Several fire spells were suddenly cast from his hands, blasting the immobile snake demon opposite into the water, causing huge waves.

The snake demon's roar echoed from the water, shaking the earth. Scarlet blood spread from its location, clearly showing it was severely injured.

Seeing this, Chen Qing sighed lightly, knowing that he could not delay any longer. His magic power surged and all flowed into the treasure fan in his hand.

The Three Spirit Mysterious Fire Fan in his hand suddenly shone brightly, and all the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth gathered together, transforming into three extremely dazzling rays of light on the fan, like tail feathers, gently flickering, carrying an extremely terrifying aura.

"rise."

Chen Qing shouted softly and suddenly waved the treasure fan in his hand. The dazzling spiritual light on it began to slowly fade away, and the terrifying aura that emanated from it disappeared without a trace.

Instead, there was a tiny, rotating, invisible spiritual wind that originated from the treasure fan, rapidly growing stronger, and creating visible ripples around it.

"go."

Chen Qing waved the treasure fan in his hand again, and the spiritual wind that was already more than ten feet in size pressed down. The snake demon in the water was still fighting against the sword light of the Sword Master. Seeing Chen Qing's spiritual wind pressing down, the breath between life and death suddenly surrounded its nose, making its breathing stagnate, and even ignored the piercing sword light on its body.

Demonic energy spread throughout his body, transforming into a ferocious, blood-red armor. Demonic energy also gathered in his mouth, ready to burst out like a torrent.