Chapter 529: Demonic Pirates

"Still unable to break through the limit?"

The brilliance spread slowly, and after being tempered, the Purple Spirit Emperor Sword once again showed its sharp edge. The sword body trembled slightly, and the sword was inscribed in all directions, and the faint sword intention was contained in it, but it was not triggered.

The whole body is crystal clear, like purple and natural jade, with a seven-color pattern faintly visible, the power of heaven and earth is drawn towards it, and the aura of the peak of Lingbao is constantly emitted.

Any monk who sees it for the first time will be obsessed with it.

"Pity."

Yu Changsheng sighed softly, feeling a little regretful.

"Okay, that's pretty good. If you really want to reach the sky in one step, why don't you just refine a magic weapon?"

Mr. Wei smiled and shook his head, joking about Yu Changsheng.

"Well."

Yu Changsheng scratched his head, chuckled, and said in a sad tone: "Of course, if you have the magic weapon in hand, you won't be so aggrieved now, and you will feel more confident."

Mr. Wei glared at Yu Changsheng, then sighed and said:

"With your current cultivation level in Zifu, you cannot exert the full power of the divine weapon. This is a treasure that only the transformed god can fully grasp.

Therefore, the current Purple Spirit Emperor Sword is enough for you to use. In addition, if you want to be promoted to a divine weapon, the most important step is to be tempered and imprinted by the laws of heaven and earth, and to withstand the power of heaven and earth before you can be called a divine weapon. This is a necessary step. Without this step, no matter how much you invest resources, it will only reach the peak spiritual treasure at most, and it is impossible to break through the limitations and enter the ranks of divine weapons. "

"I see……"

Yu Changsheng suddenly understood, nodded, and then asked with some doubts:

"How can we achieve this step of inducing the laws of heaven and earth to refine this? Is the refining of divine weapons so troublesome?"

"That's natural." Mr. Wei nodded and chuckled, "What do you think? Otherwise, why are divine weapons so precious? Divine weapons are rare treasures even for gods. Even if they are powerful in refining the void, using It’s more than enough to stand up.”

"As for what you said, how to activate the laws of heaven and earth for tempering, this is simple."

Mr. Wei paused, his eyes flickered, and he smiled softly:

"Of course, the simplest thing is that when you are promoted from Zi Mansion to God Transformation, you need to survive the God Transformation Tribulation. This calamity is extraordinary and you need to withstand the tempering and destruction of the laws of heaven and earth. Therefore, you can Use the Tribulation of Transformation to refine your Purple Spirit Emperor Sword. When the time comes, you will be promoted to Transformation God, and the Purple Spirit Emperor Sword will also advance to the level of a divine weapon. "

"I just broke through to become a god and now I have a magic weapon..."

Mr. Wei thought about it, clicked his tongue in amazement, and said with emotion: "At that time, you also had a place among the transformed gods, and your combat power must be good. It can be said that the transformed gods with magical weapons are

The second god-like combat power. So now, don't be anxious, just come as normal. "

Mr. Wei laughed and joked with Yu Changsheng: "It is an unexpected joy to obtain a spiritual object like the Saint Liujing. You can't be too demanding about other things."

"It's already very good to help the Purple Spirit Emperor break through to the late fourth level."

"Well," Yu Changsheng smiled bitterly when he heard this, and then thought for a while, "You are right, you can't be too demanding. I talk too much."

"Haha." Mr. Wei laughed, patted Yu Changsheng's shoulder, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, it will be all right."

"Uh-huh."

Yu Changsheng smiled, and while thinking deeply, he looked at the purple child after the breakthrough, with a smile on his face.

Zi Zizi was also looking at Yu Changsheng with excitement on his face, his eyes bright, and he said youngly: "These elder brothers."

"Thank you for everything you deserve. If you get promoted, I will also benefit from it."

Yu Changsheng laughed and then felt his own cultivation.

When the purple child broke through to the late fourth level, word of the cultivation counterattack also spread, increasing Yu Changsheng's cultivation. At this point, the fifth Zi Mansion gate within the Qi Sea Dantian was half solid.

And each of Yu Changsheng's Zifu gates reaches the sky, reaching the ultimate level. Therefore, with other beast control masters, this cultivation counterattack can easily break through a small realm, but with him, it can only reach this point. That’s all.

In this regard, Yu Changsheng also expressed that it didn't matter.

Anyway, the speed of his recent improvement in cultivation has indeed been a bit fast, and it should be stable and stable.

"Now, several of my beasts, the black turtle, the red purgatory dragon, and the purple child have reached the late fourth level..."

Yu Changsheng pondered, looking at the purple child, his eyes flashed.

After having several beasts under his control, Yu Changsheng knew clearly that, apart from the Black Turtle, the one with the most talent and potential was the Purple Child.

At this point, even the Red Purgatory Dragon, which has experienced many bloodline upgrades, cannot compare.

"Next, let's do everything step by step, take it one step at a time, and work hard to improve your strength. Even if the so-called Seventh Holy Son comes to cause trouble, you will have more confidence."

Yu Changsheng thought to himself, then frowned slightly and pursed his lips slightly.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

Mr. Wei asked curiously,

"Well," Yu Changsheng thought for a while and said sincerely, "there is indeed a hidden danger."

"What hidden dangers are there? Tell me about them."

Mr. Wei frowned slightly.

"I saw some other news from Liu Yun's memory before. For example, Liu Yun is a demon cultivator, but he is not alone."

"Well, what do you mean?" Mr. Wei raised his eyebrows, a little confused.

"That's it..." Yu Changsheng pondered, organized some words in his mind, and recalled: "In the sea area near here, there is a force secretly cultivated by Liu Yun himself. This force has a total of twenty people, all of whom are demons. A pirate group formed by Xiu."

"And many of the spiritual stones produced every year on Lingmine Island are secretly cultivated by Liu Yun, the demon cultivator pirate group. Liu Yun is the leader of this demon cultivator pirate group. Now, Liu Yun is dead. This If we can’t block the news, I’m afraid this pirate group will come and cause trouble soon.”

"Demon cultivator, pirate group?" Mr. Wei looked at him, snorted coldly, and said angrily, "This Liu Yun is really a coward. He just cultivates demons by himself, and secretly cultivates demonic cultivators in the sea. Or? pirate."

"It's really not unjust to kill him. He is a notorious pirate and a demon cultivator. Such a person cannot be tolerated by nature."

Mr. Wei was a little angry, but Yu Changsheng waved his hands and said with a helpless smile: "What can we do? We have already come to this point. Moreover, I also saw the Seventh Saint behind the back of this demon cultivator pirate group. The shadow of the child.”

"This demon cultivator pirate group is rampant in this sea area and commits all kinds of evil. While Liu Yun spent resources to train it, it burned, killed and looted along the way. It is unknown how much money and resources were collected. In the end, they all fell into the possession of the Seventh Holy Son. in hand."

"So, it is said that Liu Yun is the leader of this demon cultivator pirate group, let alone just a spokesperson of the Seventh Holy Son. The one who truly controls this pirate group should be the Seventh Holy Son."

Hearing this, Mr. Wei sighed softly and shook his head, but he was helpless and just said: "This is normal. None of these holy sons has their own power behind the scenes. This seventh holy son can also be regarded as... Converged."

"Yeah." Yu Changsheng nodded, not surprised by this.

"How strong is this pirate group?" Mr. Wei asked again.

"Well," Yu Changsheng pondered, exhaled softly, with a hint of struggle on his face, and smiled slightly: "Not counting Liu Yun, there are a total of twenty people in the entire Demonic Cultivator Pirate Group, among which, those from the Zifu realm are There are seven, and most of the rest are at the peak of the Golden Elixir, and only a few are at the late or mid-stage of the Golden Elixir.”

"A pirate group of seven Zifu monks? This is really a huge organization."

Mr. Wei's brows jumped and he was slightly startled.

Even in the North Sea, this is a pretty good force. Although the Sea Beast Island is extremely powerful and Zi Mansion is not a big deal among them, this is because the Sea Beast Island is a sacred place.

Looking at the entire vast North Sea, there are only nine such transcendent forces as the Sea Beast Island.

As for other small and medium-sized forces, like the Wanxiang Sect, Zifu is the leader-like existence among them. As the sect's foundation, it can intimidate one party.

And a small pirate group actually has seven Zifu monks, which really sounds amazing.

"yes."

Yu Changsheng also secretly stuttered, licked his lips, and said with a sigh: "Furthermore, because the entire pirate group is a demon cultivator, its true combat power is naturally different from ordinary monks, and its strength will only be more terrifying. ”

"Such a pirate group can indeed be called a behemoth, running rampant, but it is also relatively low-key and insignificant. Every time it takes action, it is completely extinct and the news is sealed."

"Therefore, the outside world's news about this demon pirate group is just some speculation. The details are not clear, but it also makes people very awe and fearful."

"Such a power is really scary and not easy to deal with. It seems that the Seventh Holy Son has invested a lot of energy in this demon cultivator pirate group."

Mr. Wei said with emotion.

"That's true," Yu Changsheng nodded and said with approval, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, "As far as I know, in addition to Liu Yun, this demon pirate group only had two Zifu monks at the beginning. Until now, it has gradually developed and reached its current scale.”

"I don't know how many resources have been invested in this process, or how many resources have been robbed. It should be shocking enough."

Cultivating a Zifu cultivator requires a lot of resources. Even if you are a demon cultivator, promotion is relatively faster and easier, but cultivating so many Zifu monks requires a huge amount of resources.

It is obviously impossible for such a pirate group to develop steadily to this point without other forces secretly taking care of it.

It was precisely because of the care of the Seventh Holy Son, who secretly obtained a lot of information, that this demon cultivator pirate group was able to develop so well. It has been running rampant, but it has been relatively peaceful.

This information appeared in Yu Changsheng's mind. He shook his head slightly, suppressed these thoughts, and slowly exhaled a breath of filthy air.

"That's all, it's still the same sentence. Take it one step at a time. If this Demonic Pirate Group really doesn't have the eyes to provoke us..."

Yu Changsheng paused and thought for a moment.

"We should be able to cope with it, Zifu's combat power..."

Yu Changsheng chuckled and raised his eyebrows slightly: "We are beast masters, and every beast I have contracted with now is the best in the Zi Mansion individually."

"Five fourth-level beasts are the combat power of five Zifus. Plus Master, seven Zifus are more than enough to deal with them."

"Haha, you're right," Mr. Wei thought for a moment, then laughed, stroking his beard, looking slightly proud.

"And each of your beasts is at the king level among spirit beasts. It's not impossible to fight two with one, even if the opponent is a demon cultivator. As long as it's not too outrageous, it won't be a big deal to deal with other problems."

"Yeah," Yu Changsheng waved his hand and said indifferently, "Since it's here, just make the best of it. Stay the same in the face of all changes. What are you afraid of?"

"Yeah." Wei Lao agreed.

………

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Time flies, and three days have passed since Liu Yun's death.

And the things on Lingkuang Island, as expected, were also completely spread on Haishou Tian Island. Although the overall situation was not impressive, it also caused a lot of waves among some specific high-level people on Haishou Tian Island.

Among them, the Seventh Saint Son's lineage paid special attention and was furious.

Somewhere on Shanghai Beast Sky Island, the spiritual energy is dense, exotic flowers and plants are blooming, the seven-color glow is romantic in the sky, cranes are flying, the sound of Tao is everywhere, and a towering mountain is floating in the glow, looming. This mountain is not big, and there are not many cultivators in it, but each one has a clear look of arrogance. The lowest cultivator is a purple mansion.

This mountain is called Wangsheng Peak.

As the name suggests, it is directly named after the seventh saint, Wang Sheng, so it is also a mountain that belongs to Wang Sheng.

There are ten peaks like this on Sea Beast Sky Island. Each one is directly named after the sequence saint.

In Shanghai Beast Sky Island, only the sequence saints are qualified to establish a peak independently, except for some powerful sequence elders.

At this moment, at the top of Wangsheng Peak, a slender figure is sitting on the top cliff surrounded by clouds and mist, overlooking this Sea Beast Sky Island.

Spiritual energy gathered into a vortex beside this figure, and with its breathing, it was like a dragon rising and falling. Under the traction, the invisible qi gathered from all directions of heaven and earth, and merged with it, it had the posture of unity between heaven and man.

This figure, with an upright posture, was dressed in white clothes that were whiter than snow, moving with the wind, and elegant. His face was as delicate as a sculpture, with an indifferent look in his eyebrows, cold stars flickering in his deep eyes, and his expression was indifferent and cold. His black hair was tied up casually without much restraint. He had a slender body and sat cross-legged. The surrounding clouds and mist set off his body, and his hazy face was even more mysterious.

The aura of the peak of the Purple Mansion was faintly scattered, and there was a sound of muffled thunder and vibrations everywhere.

It was the seventh son, Wang Sheng. (End of this chapter)