In the Dingtian Sect, Bu Xianxian looked at Tian Buwei, who was extremely respectful to her with helpless expressions. What was even more helpless was that the other party was holding Yu Cheng Mo's Ten Yang Tiger Divine Pill in his hand.

Yu Chengmo walked in through the gate of the Dengtian Sect with a breath of a powerful body, and stared behind him at Zhen Fengliu, who was staring at Yu Chengmo's back.

When Zhen Fengliu saw Bu Xianxian, her eyes were glowing, and her eyes immediately moved away from Yu Chengmo.

Tian Buwei rushed forward with a steadily step, then knelt on the smooth white marble square and slid over. He happened to stop in front of Yu Cheng Mo, and raised Yu Cheng Mo's Ten Yang Tiger Divine Pill with both hands.

Yu Chengmo calmly took the pill and put it into the ring, and kindly mixed Tian Buwei: "Master Tian, ​​don't talk too much. Can you ask you something?"

"You said! You said! You said! You said that all the little ones will speak." If Tian Buwei had a tail, he would definitely be able to shake it.

Yu Chengmo had long been used to this attitude, so he accepted it for granted: "Is there a deserted place and a huge valley in Yinzhou?"

"This...this..." Tian Buwei thought for a long time, then apologized and went back to his room to get the map of Yinzhou.

"There are three unmanned lands in Yinzhou, among which it is a terrain of water and poisonous miasma. There is definitely no such place as a valley." Looking at the map, Tianbuwei circled three places: "Although this is a mountain range, the local area is full of tall, thin and dense stone peaks. There should be no such terrain as a valley."

"Then is the only place we are looking for here?" Bu Xianxian asked, pointing to the third area on the map that was circled.

"Yes, Fairy Bu is really smart." Tian Buwei said while flattering, and his fairy Bu was covered in goosebumps.

"Okay, let's say goodbye first." Yu Chengmo said, and then took away the map of Tianbuwei with a natural look on his face.

"So quickly, don't you stay for a while?" Tian Buwei's expression was a little disappointed: "Senior Yu just passed a fierce battle. Don't you have a rest for a while? Please give Dengtian Sect a chance to regain the friendship of the landlord."

"Now is the time to go back and forth with you?" Yu Cheng Mo suddenly looked normal and asked seriously, as if he was asking for guilt.

Tian Buwei suddenly became timid: "My sir means..."

Yu Chengmo pointed outside: "The riot caused by the demon cultivator this time needs people to deal with. As the cultivator here, the people outside are waiting for your comfort. The damaged city needs to be repaired. After considering these, are you still in the mood to socialize with me?"

"This... the villain understands." Tian Buwei hesitated for a moment. In fact, even after he considered it, he was still in a mood, but he didn't dare to say it: "Thank you for your teachings."

Yu Chengmo waved his hand, and the spiritual energy rolled up the space bags of Liu Jinhu and the other two: "Don't say that Dengtian Sect did not get any benefits in this accident, the space bags of the demon cultivators are your rewards. When Tianji sent someone, he said it was Mr. Yu."

"Yes!" Tian Buwei nodded, but he didn't understand why the Tianji Sect came.

The explanation was almost done. Yu Chengmo waved his hand and teared open a space. He was shocked by Tian Buwei and Zhen Fengliu's chin and walked in. Bu Xianxian followed him like he was used to it.

"This is the crack of the sky! This is the crack of the sky!" After roaring through the space, Zhen Fengliu asked loudly to Yu Cheng Mo.

Only a very few ancestors in the Tribulation Period will understand the cracking of the sky!

"You...you are already in the fourth level of tribulation?" Zhen Fengliu asked in a trembling voice.

Yu Chengmo checked the saliva on his face and looked at Zhen Fengliu with a smile: "The Left Protector has lost his composure. I am passing through the ninth level of tribulation at the peak of my rank."

"You really... can absorb the cultivation level of the demon cultivator, right?" Zhen Fengliu realized the truth while restraining herself from fainting.

The Fengzhi Kingdom sent someone to teach the leader of the Huanshi Alliance, Feng Shen Ludian, to report that the leader of the Huanshi Alliance never seemed to have practiced. During the professor's time, he not only had he never seen him practice, but he also had no improvement in his cultivation level.

"The way of the person is just the body of the person." Yu Chengmo admitted with a smile.

"Where is this place, it seems to be quite far from Dengtian Sect." Bu Xianxian looked around and said.

Before crossing the space, she took a look at the clouds in the sky, which was quite different from the current location.

"It must be one of the three places pointed out by Master Tian, ​​the one with the most possibility?" Zhen Fengliu said, looking at the rolling hills around him.

"I can only say that I have estimated it in the general direction. After all, I don't know the specific distance. Anyway, before finding that Demon Valley, there is one thing I haven't done." Yu Cheng Mo waved his hand: "Immortal."

"What are you doing?" Bu Xianxian frowned, with a bad premonition.

"Cultivate, use Kunpeng to breathe the magic technique." Yu Chengmo said in an orderly tone.

"What?" Bu Xianxian looked confused.

Yu Chengmo didn't say anything, but only erupted with a thick and surging spiritual energy.

There was a purple-black demonic energy in the air that appeared and disappeared from time to time, and was quickly transformed into a spirit of evil-killing, proving that there were indeed a large number of demon cultivators appearing nearby.

"What do you mean?" Bu Xianxian already understood what Yu Chengmo meant, but he didn't understand.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want it. Anyway, the transformation has begun, so let the spiritual energy dissipate with the wind." Yu Cheng Mo looked indifferent, but his eyes stared at Bu Xianxian tightly, and while he was speaking, he was still emitting spiritual energy. The three of them were already covered by a ball of white mist.

The spiritual energy can be recycled under the control of the master. If there is no control, it will slowly dissipate. Ordinary monks have already used the spiritual energy of personal attributes. Unless they use the skill transmission technique to pass it to the monks of the same attribute, it will not be used if it disappears naturally.

However, the evil-killing spirit energy has a special nature. If it dissipates freely under natural conditions, it will be transformed into the most ordinary natural spiritual energy, which can be used by monks to practice. It is also a benefit or reward for disciples of Huanshi League to use the Demon-Elimination Blade to hunt demon cultivators.

Bu Xianxian didn't know whether he should get angry now. After hesitating for a moment, he sat down cross-legged, took out the magical jade slip of Kunpeng's breathing technique to activate it, and run the magical technique.

"What a terrifying amount of spiritual energy. I feel like it is about to reach the level of spiritual energy poisoning (note)." Zhen Fengliu sighed and took a few steps back and left the range of Yucheng Mo San Gong.

One of the disadvantages of Kunpeng’s Divine Art is that it is hardly possible to find a cave heaven and blessed land with extremely strong spiritual energy that can support this magic art. However, there is no cave heaven and blessed land in this world? The concentration of spiritual energy can be comparable to that of a combined power that directly disperse the power?

Hu——With Buxianxian as the center, the entire spiritual energy mass shrinks directly.

"The terrifying magic technique." Yu Chengmo sighed. The spiritual energy swallowed in this mouthful was actually a little faster than his scattering skills. I think Bu Xianxian was not proficient in his first practice, so he should be a little faster next time.

After a breath, the spiritual energy ball expanded again, and the nature of the spiritual energy exhaled by the Bu Xianxian changed. Once it was exhaled, it disappeared into the ground.

Zhen Fengliu closed her eyes and spread her spiritual sense to investigate, saying, "This conversion rate is a bit..."

Yu Chengmo sighed: "Your Highness is not as talented as your nobleman. I am very poor in talent. If it weren't for luck, I wouldn't have the chance to cultivate the truth."

It is almost impossible to practice better than Yu Cheng Mo, and the conversion rate of Bu Xianxian's spiritual energy is about half of the average value.

Based on the environment with abundant spiritual energy, the conversion rate of cultivators with high talent can reach 30%, and generally speaking, the average is about 20%. This gap is due to the talent of Bu Xianxian, which is only 10%.

The Kunpeng Divine Art originally had the problem of low conversion rate. According to the legend of the Yinghuamen Library, it is speculated that the conversion rate of the top-notch cultivators using the conversion rate is only about 10%.

"How much can the conversion rate be achieved?" Yu Chengmo asked while dispersing his skills.

"The conversion rate is roughly only 20% of 10%." Zhen Fengliu carefully investigated and calculated it after subtraction.

"Are two of the percentages?" Yu Chengmo closed his eyes and thought.

The battle of Dengtian City wiped out about 140 life-long demon cultivators, two of which were at the peak of the Golden Pill, one in the late stage of the Golden Pill, more than forty people in the early stage of the Golden Pill, and more than seventy virtual pills, and more than twenty foundation-building.

"It should be enough..." Yu Chengmo grinned.

"Why don't you investigate yourself? Can't you use spiritual consciousness when scattering your skills?" Zhen Fengliu asked strangely, Yu Chengmo's expression didn't look very hard.

Yu Chengmo smiled sly, but did not answer.

"You will know that with such a large throughput, the fairy must have opened her mouth and inhaled now." Zhen Fengliu received the voice transmission from Yu Cheng Mo's spiritual sense: "I can't see it if I have spiritual energy to cover it. You used your spiritual sense to cover Bu Xianxian. After being felt by her, no matter whether you notice her or not, she will hate her."

"Don't... don't talk nonsense!" Zhen Fengliu suddenly became anxious: "I only investigated the amount of spiritual energy she inhaled and exhaled. The concentration of spiritual energy in her close body was too dense. My spiritual consciousness could not penetrate at all and could not see anything!"

"Will the concentration of spiritual energy block the spiritual consciousness?" Yu Chengmo was stunned. He had never heard of anything like this in the past. He tried it with his spiritual consciousness to touch the Buxianxian.

The slightest obstacle passed through without any occurrence, and there was no resistance at all.

No. Yu Chengmo looked at Zhen Fengliu with confusion and could easily understand it.

"Now you have also investigated Miss Bu, everyone is the same." Zhen Fengliu responded to Yu Cheng Mo's eyes that had succeeded in his plan, and answered with a divine sense.

"You cheat me!" Yu Chengmo glared: "Is there any awareness of the left guardian?"

"Who will cheat whom first?" Zhen Fengliu also showed dangerous eyes. He would bet with Yu Chengmo that he made a bet with the bet that "even if the Taoist Zhu Xie can kill the demon cultivator in seconds, but the Taoist Zhu Xie, who had poor methods in the early stage of the Golden Pill stage, was far inferior to his own methods and mobility in pursuing the demon cultivator. He did not want to get the cultivation level of this monster that can devour the demon cultivator. In an instant, it turned into the fusion stage.
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