feeling sorrow for the deaths of the two, there was more despair. Even Fu Cheng and He Qiong had fallen, Lei Yin and Ling Mu Yin fell into the hands of the Purple Crocodile Ghost King, and the last me...Ban Qianzhi's cultivation years are no shorter than his own, and his cultivation methods have formed their own system. What kind of treasure could allow this old thing to make such a huge leap It seems that it's far from the end. Thinking about Ban Qianzhi's newly acquired treasures, Meiheng Scorpio King was also burning with passion. Since this old thing can use it, perhaps he can use it too.
Lu Xia Tian pondered the Demon Lord's purpose, Ban Qian Zhi was intoxicated by the immense boost to his power, and Mei Ying Xie Wang felt uncertain, each with their own thoughts as they ventured deeper into the Netherworld Corpse Ground.
For months, the ghost doves had taken flight in terror. Dozens of enormous eagle serpents, their bodies twisted and reeking of decay, filled the void, swallowing the doves whole. The serpent-bodied beasts regurgitated their putrid remains, coating a radius of over a hundred li with fetid corpse slime. Those covered by the slime shrieked as ghost doves, transforming into wisps of black smoke under its touch, were then sucked back into the eagle serpents' bellies.
The eagle snakes' eyes were sharper than those of an eagle, their gaze like lightning. Seeing the azure demonic sand engulfing the horizon from afar, dozens of corpse-scented eagle snakes roared as they shot towards the swirling blue demonic sand.
“Lone Mountain Eagle Serpents! Retreat quickly!” When the Shadow Scorpion King saw these corpse-smelling Eagle Serpents appear, his face also paled in shock.
“What is the origin of this solitary mountain eagle and snake” Lu Xia Tian had never seen such an expression on the face of the Shadow Scorpion King before.
"The Dúshān Yīngshé originally were two combined ghost creatures, the Shíjiē Yīng (corpse-sectioned eagle) and the olè Guǐshé (demon dog ghost snake). However, both monsters had cultivated devouring techniques. Later, the two ghostly creatures fought for several days in the Dúshān of Míngmó shídì (Demonic Corpse Ground). Neither could defeat the other, and coincidentally, Dúshān experienced the millennium-unseen Róng Mó Yàn Yǔ (Melting Demon Flame Rain) of the Demonic Corpse Ground. Not to mention that the battle between the two ghostly creatures had already consumed them greatly. Even at their peak, facing such a violent Melting Demon Flame Rain would have been difficult to withstand."
After each eruption of the Demon Flame Rain, the ghosts drenched in it either vanish into nothingness, or give birth to monsters that are not seen during ordinary times.
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This Dushan Eagle-Serpent was born from the Devil Flame Rain. Both of them practiced demonic arts of devouring, and it is estimated that they devoured each other. However, no one knows exactly what happened to these two creatures under the Devil Flame Rain. After that, there were no remains of either the Eagle or the Tiger Joyful Ghost Serpent. Only this new Dushan Eagle-Serpent remained.
The Dushan Eagle Serpent gives birth to offspring every few days to hunt various demonic creatures. When it is in a bad mood, the Dushan Eagle Serpent will devour its own offspring.
The 獨山鷹蛇 are exceptionally ferocious and vicious. Once they come into conflict with us, it will likely be a fight to the death. After consuming each other, their power has surged dramatically, reaching a level unknown to outsiders. There are no rumors of the 獨山鷹蛇 killing any cultivators at the late stage of fusion, but when enraged, they can summon a rain of同融魔焰.
It is indeed you, Lu Dao-you, and I. Even under the Burning Demon Flame Rain, it would be hard to retreat unharmed. Ultimately, it depends on our luck.
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Thinking of the terrifying power of the Rongmo Flame Rain, the Shadow Scorpion King's face also turned pale.
“It seems you've experienced a Magma Rain once” Lu Xia Tian looked at the Shadow Scorpion King after hearing its story.
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“If it hadn’t been for the treasure left behind by the Demon King beforehand, I wouldn’t have survived to this day,” said the Shadow Scorpion King. “This ghostly artifact is best avoided. Let's steer clear of it if we can.”
Ban Qianzhi's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly retracted his blue You Yao Sha. They were not ghosts from the Netherworld Burial Ground, so once they made a move, it was inevitable that there would be some commotion. It was very easy to attract evil spirits that craved blood and devoured living souls.
Lu Xia Tian nodded, reaching out his hand to draw a line in the air. A white mist swept across the mountains and fields, instantly transforming Lu Xia Tian's position. Giant ghost trees towered overhead, while an eerie river flowed beside them. A flock of bone doves flapped their wings and took flight from all around.
"Illusion!" The Shadow Demon King saw the surrounding environment change, his face filled with astonishment. However, upon closer inspection, he could still find the flaws in this illusionary technique. In comparison, Ban Chihi, who was a level lower than him, had not yet displayed other means to break through the current illusion, making it somewhat difficult to distinguish between real and fake.
As for those dozens of hawk-snake monsters that surged forward, their original ferocious aura quickly dissipated as they realized the previously permeating demonic energy had vanished. At a glance, besides the countless ghost doves and towering ghostly trees, it was difficult to spot any other outsiders.
Dozens of eagle-snake monsters were instantly disheartened, letting out a series of guttural growls. Furiously they swiped at several ghost doves, but as soon as the doves were caught in their claws, they shattered into pieces, not even a drop of blood spilled.
decenas of hawk-serpent monsters were stunned for a moment, then became excited. Since these omens appeared, it meant there was even greater fortune to be had.
These eagle serpents constantly tore at the phantom pigeons, but the swarms of fluttering phantoms were inexhaustible. The eagle serpents grew increasingly enraged, but their anger was useless. Taking advantage of these illusions as cover, Lu Xia Tian, the Shadow Scorpion King, and Ban Qianzhi had already retreated to hide several hundred miles away. As the illusions gradually diminished, the towering ghost trees also began to thin out.
Among the various ghost trees surrounding them, there were still quite a few ghosts. With their considerable strength, but not yet reaching the realm of integration, dozens of eagle-snake monsters couldn't realistically discover Lu Xiaitian and his companions hundreds of miles away.
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"Friend Lu, your illusionary divine powers are truly profound. Even an old man like me can't detect the slightest abnormality." Ban Qianzhi exclaimed.
"Minor techniques are nothing but distractions. They might fool the eye, but for killing enemies, other divine abilities are needed." Lu Xiaotian shook his head. As his strength increased, his illusionary divine ability once again faced the same predicament as before. He could easily deal with cultivators of the same rank without resorting to illusions. As for those stronger cultivators in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, he would need to employ even more powerful techniques.
Just as the Phantom Scorpion King was about to speak, Lu Xiaoteng’s eyes suddenly changed, and he shouted sharply, “Let’s go!”
The Phantom Scorpion King and Ban Qianzhi hadn't realized what was happening yet, so they instinctively followed Lu XiaTian as he shot into the air. They soared hundreds of meters before a sudden collapse below sent tremors through the ground. The mountain, with its eerie whistling wind, crumbled into dust, and the earth sank. Countless streams of putrid corpse fluid gushed from fissures in the ground.
Only a creature entirely black, with wings on its back, was seen. Its left hand was like an octopus tentacle, and its right had eight fingers, wielding a long sword with fangs. It shot out from the corpse fluid, this dark-winged man's eyes were like red crystals, and his body was smooth as a mirror. A glance swept over Lu Xia Tian and the others.
Behind them, countless monstrous figures with double wings sprouted from the corpse liquid. In an instant, the scene before their eyes was a pitch-black mass.
Lu Xiaitian shot several meters forward, the black crowd of winged creatures surging behind him.
"You're asking for death!" Ban Qianzhi let out a cold snort, extending her sleeve with a flick. The blue demon sand surged towards the sky, countless fine grains sharp as needles.
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