When these airflows blew across his face with the wind, there was a pain of a knife. Zhan Jiu suddenly realized that the reason why this gale wind was so powerful was because of these magical green airflows. At the same time, Zhan Jiu couldn't help but tentatively release the spiritual consciousness again. Then the scene in front of him was indeed as strange as he expected. As soon as the spiritual consciousness released, it was immediately shattered as soon as it encountered these green airflows.

"This is probably... the immortal essence that escaped after the immortal's death." Feeling the terrifying aura of this green airflow, Zhan Jiu was sure of it.

Before I came in, I heard Wanshan say that the Moon Immortal Taichung is filled with tyrannical immortals that have no place to return. At the same time, because I absorbed the immortal energy from a fairy stone, I was still indirectly familiar with the immortal Yuan Zhan Jiu.

"These are all immortals..." After a while, Zhan Jiu suddenly said to himself with a pity.

Immortal Yuan is equivalent to true Yuan for cultivators, and is the foundation of immortals. It is refined by immortals absorbing the immortal energy from heaven and earth. Imagine that Zhan Jiu only absorbed some immortal energy and had the true energy that was much condensed than others, and had a semi-immortal body. What would happen if he absorbed these immortal energy at this time?

It’s just a pity that although these immortals are good, he does not have this blessing.

Zhan Jiu clearly remembered that he had done his best to absorb the fairy energy. At this time, the immortal energy was more condensed than the fairy energy. With his current ability, he could absorb and refine it.

What's more, the immortal essence is the product of the refining of immortal energy. If Zhan Jiu forcibly absorbed it, he would not be able to refine it any longer. He could only directly merge with the true energy in his body. But just imagine using his meager true energy to fuse the immortal essence into his strength, wouldn't that be a death?

The immortals were obviously rare treasures. Seeing them running around in the Moon Immortal Platform, Zhan Jiu could not absorb and refine them. How could this make him sigh?

But after all, things cannot be done. Zhan Jiu soon stopped engaging in this, but instead gave a faint smile on his face.

"Immortals fill the Immortal Platform, which is a good thing for me..." Because of the flood of Immortals, everyone's spiritual consciousness cannot be used, and they can only rely on other methods to explore the surroundings and find enemies.

Zhan Jiu didn't know how others solved this problem, but he had the talent of two superior spirit beasts, namely the Blue Eyes Yù Toad and Miaoyin Qing Toad, and he was unique. Whether it was visual or listening to sound, his exploration range was thousands or hundreds of times that of others.

In this way, with everyone scattered in this Moon Immortal Platform, Zhan Jiu can undoubtedly find the target faster and avoid powerful opponents in time. This not only increases his safety factor, but also improves his efficiency in earning points.

"And, it seems that I can't help but..." Zhan Jiu murmured again, feeling the ubiquitous immortal Yuan.

Because of the existence of immortals, although most of the world still have spiritual energy, it will be more difficult to absorb them. Be careful not to accidentally absorb the immortals into the body, otherwise it is likely to explode. Zhan Jiu is different. He is a semi-immortal body, and the true energy is much more condensed than others, so these immortals have much less impact on him.

It has an impact on everyone, but in comparison, Zhan Jiu has a more advantage. Therefore, the immortal essence floods the Moon Immortal Platform, which is even more a good thing for Zhan Jiu.

After basically understanding the situation of the Moon Immortal Platform, Zhan Jiuyun had enough eyes and ears and began to search for other positions of cultivators everywhere. But to his disappointment, he looked around and found no one, let alone an enemy that could be killed.

At the same time, Zhan Jiu was more surprised. Imagine that there were nearly 10,000 people entering this place this time. Although some people have not entered yet, there are almost one or two thousand cultivators already in the Immortal Platform. With Zhan Jiu's eyesight of thousands of miles, and all those who entered can only be on the edge of the Immortal Platform, he did not notice it, which shows how large the Immortal Platform is.

"Yes, only with such a large range can one become a battlefield for immortals. But in such a large place, there are a bunch of immortal bones in every few miles. How many immortals would have fallen at the beginning?" Zhan Jiu said to himself, and at the same time flew to other places to search for the targets he could get points.

The Moon Immortal Platform was the place where immortals fought back then. The more they went, the higher the level of immortals they fought in the first place, and the denser and violent immortals inside were, and it was even more dangerous for cultivators. It is said that some of the scattered immortals inside even had the original owner's thought aura, which could instantly kill the cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage.

Therefore, even if Zhan Jiu searched for the enemy, he did not dare to go deep into the Moon Immortal Platform, but just flew within a circle of this edge to search.

As time went by, more and more people entered the Moon Immortal Platform, making the density of the monks increase and greater. Zhan Jiu finally discovered others. It seemed that his movement was not good, and he discovered that the three of them were all Taoism and Buddha camps, and they were not from the other five forces of Wanjian Mén. In other words, killing was useless, so Zhan Jiu avoided them.

Continue searching like this until three hours later, Zhan Jiu finally discovered the first target. The man was only two thousand miles away from him. Judging from his aura, he should be the magic cultivator with a white bone mén and his early stage cultivation. It is obvious that this man did not have the magical power of watching thousands of miles like Zhan Jiu, so he had not yet discovered Zhan Jiu at this time.

"Although a little less points, it's better than not opening after all." Zhan Jiu sneered on his face and quickly approached the white bone Mén magic cultivator.

The man had no idea about the dangerous bi. At this time, he was just standing in front of a pile of fairy bones, looking excited.

"He wants..." Seeing this, Zhan Jiu was stunned, thinking that this White Bone Mén disciple could not be so bold.

Immediately afterwards, the man took out the magic weapon and arranged it carefully around him, held his breath and slowly extended his hand to a rib of the white bone.

"Sure enough... he wants to get the bones of immortals." He had known that the practice of white bones was different from other sects and was best at bone refining, but he never expected that this man was so bold that he took the attention of the bones of immortals.

Whoosh swish swish swish...

And the moment the man touched the bones, the surrounding immortals suddenly became extremely irritable and rushed straight towards him. It seemed that these immortals should be owned by the pile of white bones during their lifetime. At this time, someone was blasphemously slandered the bones, so they attacked automatically.

Even if the attack of the immortal yuan is just the simplest collision, it is not a small test for the monk. However, the White Bone Mén disciple did not take action rashly. I guess he knew it would be like this, so he prepared in advance and immediately sacrificed all magic weapons to resist the moment he grabbed the rib.

Boom boom boom boom...

The magic weapon of the Immortal Yuan immediately let out a dense roar, and at the same time, smoke and dust rose everywhere, completely covering the White Bone Mén disciple. After nearly three breaths, the manic Zhenyuan stopped attacking. After the True Yuan calmed down, the figure of the White Bone Mén disciple gradually became clear.

I saw that the handsome Nascent Soul monk, who was now in a ragged state, was already in a mess with blood on his lips. But even so, his face was still filled with irresistible ecstasy. Although the bones of the immortal were at the lowest level, he finally got it.
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