These alien demons gathered in mid-air, watching the storm layer from a distance, seemingly talking about something. Among them, a tall, thin man with blood-red hair spoke first, glancing at everyone and saying:
"Everyone, our estimated time is correct. Judging by the situation, in about a day or two, the wind and thunder power outside Demon Wind Island will weaken by a large margin, and these juniors will be able to enter smoothly."
"We were able to come here and accurately predict the opening time of Demon Wind Island, all thanks to the power of the Demon Sealing Plate in the hands of this fellow Taoist(Taoist: a respectful way to address someone)." A fat old man with a big belly next to him said with a smile, playing with two round beads in his hand.
"I am only temporarily in charge of the Demon Sealing Plate. If I remember correctly, after this time, won't this Demon Sealing Plate be enshrined by the Shadow Fiend Tribe(Shadow Fiend Tribe: a tribe name) where you are? In the next two hundred years, your Shadow Fiend Tribe will be allocated a lot of resources. At that time, we will be far behind." The blood-haired man glanced at the fat old man and gave a strange laugh.
"Hehe, the seven Demon Sealing Plates are the inherited treasures of our alien demon race, and our tribes take turns to enshrine them. Every thousand years, the Demon Temple(Demon Temple: a temple name) will also summon the Demon Sealing Plates to reinforce the seal there. The next hundred years happen to be the millennium, and it's our Shadow Fiend's turn, I'm afraid it will consume a lot of resources, not a good job." The fat old man shook his head, a bitter look on his face.
"Friend Shadow is wrong. Although it will consume some resources, the Demon Temple will definitely compensate." After a moment of silence, a cold man in black robes among the people said leisurely.
Hearing this, everyone looked at each other, and for a moment they were silent, with different expressions. Seemed to have some scruples about this person.
Among them, in addition to the blood-haired man's strength in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul(Nascent Soul: a stage of cultivation), the black-robed youth was also another strong man in the middle stage of the Yuan(Yuan: a stage of cultivation). The rest of the people were early stage cultivators who were weaker.
In the end, the blood-haired man spoke to ease the atmosphere and said.
"Friend Dragon is right, since we alien demons have taken on the task of guarding the Demon Sealing Land, why bother about these things. By the way, Friend Dragon, I heard that the Demon Temple has new developments recently, is it going to launch an attack on the Twelve Immortal Cities again?"
"Whether the Demon Temple has a new round of action is determined by several high priests. I am here only to cooperate with you in this action. I don't know about other situations." The black-robed youth glanced at everyone expressionlessly and replied coldly.
The blood-haired man, the fat old man and others changed their expressions, smiled helplessly, and said nothing more.
This black-robed Friend Dragon is an elder of the Demon Temple, which is very different from their tribal priests. It is said that he is cooperating with them in this action, but in fact it also has some meaning of supervision.
However, this kind of thing is unavoidable. Everyone only slandered a few words in their hearts, and naturally would not show it on the surface.
Several Nascent Soul old monsters(Nascent Soul old monsters: powerful cultivators) observed the storm area in the air for a while, and after discussing a few words, they landed on a small black stone island outside the storm area, waiting for the storm to continue to weaken.
The three large ships also arrived outside the Black Stone Island and stopped. More than a hundred monks came down from it, and each found a place to sit quietly and meditate.
A careful observation will reveal that these people are all Core Formation monks(Core Formation monks: monks in a cultivation stage), and most of them are strong in the middle and late stages of Core Formation. The strength of this group of people is comparable to two or three medium-sized forces.
What's rather strange is that a small half of these people are not practicing demonic cultivation techniques, and do not seem to be alien demons. The spiritual power fluctuations on their bodies are just the techniques practiced by ordinary monks.
It's just that the faces of these monks who practice non-demonic techniques are not good-looking, with a sense of decadent. It seems that they are unwilling to come here.
Similarly, the Golden Core monks(Golden Core monks: monks in a cultivation stage) of the alien demon race also have some strangeness. Many people are holding treasures that exude special spiritual light in their hands, and they are all refining the treasures in their hands.
As the treasures exude spiritual light, most of the demonic aura on their bodies is hidden.
Seven or eight female cultivators are sitting cross-legged on a huge reef. They are wearing the same black and blue dresses, with black veils covering their faces, and they are also holding a white and shiny bead in their hands for refining.
If Zhang Ling were here, he would find that the beads refining by these women were the kind of beads made of white jade that he had obtained from the magical beast not long ago.
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On the other side, at a position ten thousand feet deep in a certain part of the sea, Zhang Ling released two flying swords and was beheading a sixth-order magical beast that was covered in tentacles and looked like an octopus.
At this moment, more than half an hour has passed since he separated from the Xuan turtle(Xuan turtle: a turtle name). This is the third high-level magical beast he has beheaded.
At the same time, he communicated with the Xuan turtle(Xuan turtle: a turtle name) through telepathy. The Xuan turtle(Xuan turtle: a turtle name) had also beheaded four magical beasts.
Finding seven high-level magical beasts in less than an hour seems a bit dense. High-level magical beasts, like demon beasts, have a certain sense of territoriality.
And the search range of him and the Xuan turtle(Xuan turtle: a turtle name) is not large, roughly only within four or five hundred miles nearby. There are so many high-level magical beasts. This is almost double what Zhang Ling expected.
When he first came here, the Xuan turtle(Xuan turtle: a turtle name) specifically went into the sea to explore, but there was not a single living creature. Now that so many high-level magical beasts have emerged, it must be unusual.
However, this is exactly in line with their current purpose. The more high-level magical beasts there are, the easier it will be to collect a hundred magic crystals. Originally, Zhang Ling estimated that it would take seven or eight days to gather enough numbers, but now he can achieve his goal in a day or two.
After collecting the magical beast's corpse and magic crystal, Zhang Ling moved forward dozens of miles into the seabed area. The deeper he went, the deeper the demonic energy became.
The demonic energy dyed the entire seawater into ink black color, and the suppression of spiritual sense became stronger. Zhang Ling had already offered out the Yellow Luo Umbrella, which turned into a yellow hood to protect his whole body.
At the same time, when he came into contact with the demonic energy, he also found that although the demonic energy was rich, it was not pure. It might have some impact on monks below the Nascent Soul(Nascent Soul: a stage of cultivation) stage, but with his strength, the impact of being in it was not significant.
After exploring for another quarter of an hour, Zhang Ling frowned. He had not encountered a single magical beast. This situation made the vigilance in his heart rise a notch.
However, this situation may be caused by a powerful magical beast nearby. He had a kind of inexplicable expectation in his heart.
This feeling is also based on the fact that his current strength is not weak, and the Xuan turtle(Xuan turtle: a turtle name) is nearby. It is a kind of mentality that he is highly skilled and bold.
Suddenly, Zhang Ling's spiritual sense moved and discovered something. He went forward to a certain position underwater. He diveded several miles deep, and under the illumination of the Moonlight Stone, he found a red boulder.
On closer inspection, this was not a boulder, but a coral rock that was two or three hundred a unit of length wide.
The overall coral rock in front of him was like a huge stone ball, strangely suspended in the water, slowly rotating.
Extremely eye-catching.
The light pitter-patter sound kept coming into his ears, and Zhang Ling instantly discovered that the reason why this rock could suspend in the water was because many holes on the coral rock were constantly emitting bubbles.
What's strange is that these bubbles are black and red in color, and look like a huge bubble that keeps flashing red light is slowly floating.
With a sweep of his spiritual sense, Zhang Ling showed a strange smile, and without saying a word, he raised his hand, and three flying swords shot out.
Because he immediately sensed that there were seven or eight high-level magical beasts gathered in it.
