A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

When the white-robed Confucian scholar was forced out, the light of the black and red sword that was slashing in the distance was also greatly affected. After a flash, the black and red light decreased a lot, and the big-headed monster's giant sword and silver flying fork blocked the giant sword. The sword cuts down,

The strange man's figure swayed, and he took this opportunity to shoot away, and finally escaped from the range of the giant sword.

"Uncle Qi, where do you want to escape to? The Black Blood Blade is the inherited treasure of the Ye family, and it is also the family's magic weapon to deal with rebellion. Since you have colluded with this ancient demon ancestor, you have forgotten the Ye family. After that, don't blame your nephew for being rude. This Eight Spirit Ruler is a must-have for the Ye family. If you want to give this thing to the monster, you should take your own life first." The white-robed Confucian scholar said no. Taking care of the wound on his chest, he stared at the weirdo in the distance and spoke sternly.

Hearing what the Confucian scholar said, the big-headed weirdo's face started to turn red and white, but then he sneered, showing a nonchalant look, without any intention of defending himself.

Seeing the weirdo's indifferent expression, a sinister look flashed across his face, his eyebrows gradually rose up, and his whole person suddenly became extremely fierce. It was completely different from the elegant image he had always displayed before.

The black-robed woman was a little surprised when she saw that the Confucian scholar was not killed in one blow. Now when she saw the Confucian scholar showing such ferocious aura, she frowned and grabbed him without saying a word.

The movements were understated and there was no trace of anger at all.

But immediately a "Zila" sound broke through the air.

Five half-foot-long crystal-clear lights shot out from his hand, and then arrived in front of the Confucian scholar in a flash, as fast as teleporting.

The white-robed scholar's pupils suddenly shrank, but strangely, he didn't have any intention of evading. He just opened his mouth and sprayed out a disk-shaped fiery red magic weapon. With a slight rotation, thousands of red lights suddenly submerged his body in it.

The five rays of light did not hit this magic weapon, because a big white hand appeared in front of the Confucian scholar, and he grabbed these rays of light in his hand with a little force. The claws collapsed and disappeared.

When the woman in black robe saw this scene, her eyes flashed with a solemn expression.

At this time, Longmeng's sneer came from the palace:

"Yuan Cha, you can force humans to get treasures for you, and I can also join forces with human monks. Don't think about breaking the restrictions of the Eight Spirit Rulers easily. Let me see, after being suppressed for so many years, what did you do back then? The demonic power that traverses the human world can still be used to some extent when facing the Buddha's spiritual treasure. Even if you are lucky enough to break the eight spiritual rulers, I wonder if you can absorb some demonic energy with the help of external forces when you finally face me. Leave a few points left."

When the woman in black robe heard this, her face changed slightly, her eyes suddenly turned cold, but she said calmly:

"No matter how much demonic energy there is, this Holy Ancestor is still very confident in dealing with your remnant soul without a body. Besides, there are so many miraculous elixirs here, why should I be afraid of losing my demonic energy?"

"A panacea? Old devil, what do you think..." Long Meng paused, then remembered something, and her voice immediately changed.

But before the woman could finish her words, the woman in black robe smiled strangely and flicked the black wind flag in the air with her backhand.

Immediately, a green spell shot out, hit the spiritual treasure, and sank into it.

The giant black flag that was still motionless shook, and the tip of the flag sank. The black light on it flashed, and a jet of black light shot out.

This beam of light flashed away, and Fang Yi left the black flag and disappeared into thin air. The next moment, he appeared in front of the square-faced monk in the distance.

Then it exploded.

After the black aura dispersed, a jet-black wind pillar rose into the sky instantly, and the square-faced monk who had not expected it was involved in it.

A shrill whistling sound arose in the wind column, and countless strange black wind blades emerged. Under the violent rotation, it seemed like thousands of sharp blades were cutting randomly towards the center.

The square-faced monk was shocked and hurriedly injected all his spiritual power into the bone ring on his body.

The phantom was reborn on the bone ring, and a layer of dazzling yellow light formed a light shield, protecting the monk tightly.

But there were too many black wind blades, too dense, and they seemed to contain some special magical power. Each wind blade struck the light barrier and disappeared without a trace, and no one could see it explode!

But after a moment, slap-sized gaps appeared strangely on the surface of the mask, which were so densely packed that they seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Under such a strange attack, the mask formed by the yellow light was thick and tough, but it fell into pieces in an instant. Then, in the eyes of the square-faced monk in disbelief, the rotation of the black hurricane suddenly intensified, and the mask flashed with countless black lights. The center collapsed, and the bone ring began to break inch by inch.

The square-faced monk's face was bloodless. Then he gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and spit out a green flying sword. Then with a low roar, the human sword merged into one and turned into a green rainbow and shot out. He threw the Heavenly Bracelet where it was obviously about to be destroyed.

It seems that he knows very well that staying here will definitely lead to a dead end, so he can only give it a try.

"No!" When the white-robed scholar saw what the square-faced monk did, his expression changed drastically and he hurriedly shouted.

But it was too late.

As soon as Qinghong Fang submerged into the black hurricane, green light flashed randomly, and then there was a shrill scream, and Qinghong's whole body exploded.

The square-faced monk was immediately cut into pieces by the blades.

But there was a scream among the broken corpses, and three light groups of different colors were immediately shot out. Each of the light groups contained an inch-high Nascent Soul. The three links flew together in the same direction.

Not only the square-faced monk Nascent Soul, but also the other two Ye family Nascent Souls who were put away by him were also forced to run for their lives again.

But there were dense wind blades everywhere, and they had no way to escape. After flying for a short distance, they were trapped by many wind blades. It was about to be torn into countless pieces, but there was a flash of black light in the hurricane, and all the wind blades disappeared with a shudder.

The three Nascent Souls were stunned for a moment, but then the body-protecting spirit flashed with great joy, and they were about to fly away again.

Seeing this, the woman in black robe who had just started to do something had a trace of sneer on her lips. She slightly bent the five fingers of one hand and slowly grabbed the hurricane in the air.

Several Nascent Souls suddenly felt a flash of white light in the air around them, and then it froze. Their hands, feet, and bodies could not move at all. Almost at the same time, countless black light spots appeared in the hurricane, gathering on the Nascent Soul body and wrapping them inside. , actually formed three black light balls.

At this time, the woman in black robe made a gesture with her hands and made a strange and mysterious curse sound from her mouth.

With a flash of black light, the ball of light disappeared without a trace in the hurricane.

But the next moment, the black-robed woman had a bright light in front of her, and three light balls strangely slipped out of the void, and were actually moved to the front by the great divine power of the Yuan Cha Saint Ancestor.

"Monster, what are you trying to do? Stop it!" Seeing this, the white-robed Confucian scholar became very anxious and hurriedly pointed at the black blood blade floating nearby, which immediately radiated light and flew over to save people.

"It's too late!" Long Meng said calmly.

As these words fell, the beautiful and unusually beautiful eyes of the black-robed woman flashed with blood, and suddenly she opened her red lips, and a cloud of blood spurted out, penetrating the ball of light and covering the three Nascent Souls within it.

Yuanying's face was full of horror, but his figure shrank rapidly in the glow, and in the blink of an eye he was reduced to the size of a finger. He was wrapped in the glow and rolled down, and was directly sucked into the mouth of the black-robed woman, and then swallowed into her belly.

This action seemed complicated, but it was completed in the blink of an eye by the black-robed woman, as if she was extremely skilled.

Even though the Confucian scholar had always been intangible with emotion and anger, his face was ashen at the moment.

And the black blood blade had just shined brightly at this moment, and was trembling slightly. After a while, the eldest elder of the Ye family finally suppressed the anger in his heart and allowed the Black Blood Blade to regain his composure.

"Senior Longmeng, what do you mean by this? Why don't you save my Ye family monk? With your magical power, you should be able to do it. Could it be that what you said about joining forces before was just a lie!" the Confucian scholar said sternly.

"Hmph! Why should I save him? That man is just a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Although he has an imitation spiritual treasure in his hand, its power is pitifully low, not even one-tenth of the original one. My spiritual power is limited, so it is useless to save one. What do you do? And make no mistake, I am not cooperating with the Ye family, I am just joining forces with you once." Long Meng replied coldly under the palace.

"Even so, aren't you afraid that this demon will devour the Nascent Soul and restore all its vitality?" The Confucian scholar's face still looked ugly.

"What do you know? Devouring the Nascent Soul can certainly temporarily increase the magic power of the old man, but the consequences of doing so require him to forcibly refine the Nascent Soul with demonic energy in a short period of time, which in turn consumes a lot of his demonic energy." He is preparing to use the magical power of my silver wolf demon body, so he will not hesitate to consume a lot of demonic energy. I am not wrong, Yuan Cha!" Longmeng said solemnly, and the last words were directed at the black-robed woman.

"Yes, I didn't mean to hide it from you. You have a powerful body, and you know it without me telling you. I originally wanted to save some mana and use the Black Wind Flag to break the restrictions of the Eight Spiritual Rulers, but now I suddenly I feel that the delay of doing this is too long. In order not to cause changes later, this Saint Ancestor is trying his best to destroy the demonic energy and use this body of a wolf demon in the final stage of divine transformation to kill you as soon as possible." Black-robed woman Said without concealment

Then the woman let out a breath, made a seal with her hands, and her whole body was enveloped in a ball of silver light. The light was dazzling, like a silver sun that made it impossible to look directly at it.

In the silver light, a wolf howl that shook the sky was heard, and then a powerful and abnormal spiritual pressure descended into this space out of thin air.

Under the interference of this powerful spiritual pressure, the entire space made a low hum, and the earth was also shaking violently, with cracks of different sizes appearing.

The silver light swelled and shrank, soaring dozens of times. Then the light shrank, and a two-headed silver wolf that looked like a giant mountain appeared.

The two wolves have one black head and one silver head. The silver eyes are closed and slightly lowered, while the black one raises his head and bares his teeth, eyes wide open in anger!

Seeing the sharp claws on the giant wolf's front paws, which looked like giant blades, the two heads as big as attic, and the incredibly powerful spiritual pressure, both the white-robed scholar and the big-headed weirdo who faced him couldn't help but... He took a deep breath and stared at this huge creature without blinking.

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