A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Those electric arcs were obviously very powerful. Even though the cyan flames burned fiercely, they only flickered slightly and did not move at all.

After a brief stalemate, the huge claw shadow in the sky was obviously no match for the huge silver disk transformed by the six Faluns below, and finally shattered and disintegrated inch by inch in the silver light.

The giant plate without any obstruction buzzed and went straight to the puppet's head to slash away.

Before it fell, the void below was distorted in the flash of spiritual light, and waves of strange fluctuations scattered out, as if it had been cut open.

Seeing this, Lei Peng's puppet opened his mouth.

A cyan arc of light as thick as a water tank spurted out and turned into a cyan electric dragon. It pounced with its teeth and claws, and hit the disk solidly.

After a "boom", silver light and green arcs intertwined.

Suddenly, the silver disk spun around, its whole body trembled and let out a whine, and several cracks appeared on the surface.

Then under the flash of light, it was divided into six pieces of Falun again, and fell back towards the six short aliens again.

Then the arc of electricity on Lei Peng's body rose again, and his body roared, turning into an arc of light and disappearing on the spot.

The next moment, arcs of light flashed above the three chariots, and Lei Peng's figure suddenly appeared, and then with a flick of his wings, he suddenly rushed down with a strong wind.

The six short aliens were naturally shocked when they saw this situation, but they did not panic in their movements.

The six people raised one arm at the same time and placed a palm on the green-armored puppet in front of them like lightning.

Bloody light flashed in the eyes of the three puppets, green light burst out from their bodies, and their bodies suddenly grew huge.

In the blink of an eye, the puppet's mask fell off, and it turned into three huge demons with green faces and fangs, which were more than ten feet tall.

Six huge ghost claws swung into the air at the same time, and more than a dozen black and blue claws appeared in a flash, and the Lei Peng struck out wildly into the air.

Then Yao Gui suddenly rushed behind him with one hand and grabbed him.

Twelve silver short spears that were also enlarged also turned into twelve silver pillars and disappeared in a flash.

In the void, the sound of wind and thunder suddenly rose!

When Lei Peng saw this, he opened his mouth expressionlessly, and the green arc spurted out again. With a single claw press, an invisible force came down.

The six short aliens retracted their arms at this moment, and while they were mumbling words, their figures also increased several times.

Then a dozen or so treasures of various kinds flew out from their bodies, turned into treasure auras, and joined the attack.

Explosions sounded continuously in mid-air, waves of air rolled away, and all kinds of rays of light flashed so brightly that it was almost impossible to look straight at it.

This fight lasted for a full hour.

When the sound of explosion suddenly stopped, the aura finally subsided.

Lei Peng's puppet dragged only half of its body, fell from the air, fell into the ruins below, and disappeared strangely.

The three tanks suspended in mid-air and the three blue-armored puppets that had been restored to their original shapes were also scarred. There was even a hole as big as a bowl on the chest of one of the puppets, piercing directly through the heart.

If it weren't for the puppet body, this kind of damage would probably have fallen to death on an ordinary alien.

As for the six aliens themselves, they didn't look much better.

Not only were most of the dozen treasures hovering around them destroyed. The battle armor they wore was also scorched black, and even had many pits and pits, almost completely damaged.

On the other hand, the six buffalo-like monsters were unscathed, but they were all breathing white from the mouth and sweating profusely.

All in all, in the battle with this Lei Peng puppet, the six aliens won the final victory, but they killed three thousand enemies and suffered eight losses, which was also a heavy loss.

However, when the six aliens saw that they had shot down the Lei Peng puppet, they all looked happy. They immediately urged the chariot again and fired downwards.

At this moment, a cold voice came from a cloud not far away.

"Okay, very good. Fellow Black Confucian Taoists, if you get rid of this puppet, it will save us a lot of trouble."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cloud suddenly burst into light, and a dozen figures in different costumes emerged.

The leader was wearing a yellow robe, and his face was no more than twenty years old, but there were three short golden horns on his forehead, which were shining and eye-catching.

Behind him, there were more than a dozen people of different ages, men, women, and children. They also had horns on their heads, but they were all different in color and shape.

Upon seeing these dozen people, the faces of the six short aliens suddenly turned ugly, and one of the short aliens who seemed to be the leader made an ugly and unusual hoarse voice:

"Jiao Chi Clan! Why are you here? Have you been following us secretly?"

"Follow! You are worthy! But since you have discovered this place, don't even think about leaving alive. Take action and send them on their way." The leader of the golden-horned youth sneered, and finally gave instructions to his companions behind him.

The dozen or so Jiaochi tribesmen behind him responded in unison, and then they all disappeared together and surrounded them in a fan shape.

"Walk"

Naturally, the expressions of the six black scholars changed drastically, and the leader even shouted in anger and shock.

The six bull beasts suddenly jumped out with the power of wind and fire, and the three chariots turned into three balls of blue light and flew away towards the other side.

In the green light, there was a faint arc of light flashing, and a roaring sound was heard. The speed of escape was amazing.

However, those Jiaochi tribesmen have even more amazing magical powers.

A flash of inspiration appeared on the bodies of more than a dozen people, which turned into a dazzling rainbow. Or he pinches the secret in his hand, and then disappears in a flash.

Others flicked their sleeves, and a spiritual beast or flying treasure suddenly flew out, standing on top of it in a flash, and chased after it at an incredible speed.

The young man with golden horns was suspended motionless in the air with his hands behind his back, as if he had full confidence in others.

No wonder he is so confident.

Although the Black Confucian people are also a large race on the Thunder Continent, the people of this race themselves are not good at the art of flight. Normally when fighting with people, they can only rely on various speed cars refined by the clan to fight with people.

In normal times or when you have the upper hand in a fight, this flaw would not be a big deal.

But now, Liu Ming's short alien race had just suffered a hard time, and a new powerful enemy appeared immediately, and it was obviously not something they could defeat, so this naturally became a fatal weakness.

As a result, everything that happened next was pretty much what he predicted. The three chariots only flew more than a thousand feet away when several groups of spiritual lights suddenly burst out in front of them, and several figures appeared in a flash.

It was the Jiaochi tribesmen who had just flashed into the void from behind and performed the strange teleportation technique.

The few of them raised their hands without saying a word, and suddenly overwhelming thunder and fire surged out, crashing down on the three chariots.

Even though the six bull beasts driving the chariot were extremely ferocious, they couldn't help but jump on all fours and spit out green flames to resist the attack from the air.

And in this moment of delay, more than ten people behind him flew over with spirit beasts and treasures, and suddenly appeared and surrounded the three chariots.

Various exotic treasures such as "swords", "axes" and "staffs" flew out from the Jiaochi clan members at the same time, turning into pieces of rays of light of different colors and covering them down.

Seeing this situation, the six black scholars on the chariot had despair in their eyes, but even so, they were not willing to just surrender.

With a shout, the six people slapped the scarred Qingjia Kulei in front of them with one hand, causing them to transform into giant demons again. At the same time, they made a seal with their hands, and their bodies grew to huge size again, and the silver wheel flew away from behind. came out, and turned into hundreds of silver full moons in a flash, shooting in all directions at the same time.

The six black Confucians were very desperate, and for a while they were in an inextricable fight with more than a dozen Jiaochi tribesmen.

However, both the Jiaochi people and the short alien race themselves knew very well that this situation was just a flash in the pan. Once the mana of several black Confucians is exhausted, they will be buried immediately.

But these aliens, not even the golden-horned young man who wrapped them, didn't know.

In addition to their two clansmen, there is actually a third person here who is watching everything here with a strange treasure in a dilapidated attic more than hundreds of miles away.

This treasure is a crystal clear white crystal, but the picture flashing on the surface is exactly the scene of a life-and-death battle between a dozen Jiao Chi tribe and six Hei Ru tribe.

It's just that the perspective is a bit far away, as if he is watching all this from a distance of more than ten miles away.

In front of the crystal, there were two people sitting cross-legged, one with a calm expression, and the other with a surprised and uncertain expression.

"What's going on? Why did the Jiao Chi Clan come here? Could it be that they were banned from the ruins here?" The person with a surprised expression, a slender figure and a white cloak on his head, is Liu Shui'er.

What this woman just said was almost inaudible, but she was obviously asking someone next to her.

The other person was very young, dressed in a green robe, but had an ordinary face. He was clearly Han Li.

Although Han Li looked calm, his eyes looked at the picture in the crystal without blinking. After hearing this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he replied leisurely:

"Fairy Liu, there is no need to worry. The ruins of this site are so huge, how could it happen to be the same target as ours? And our current location is still tens of thousands of miles away from the forbidden place. If these people really are the same target as us , why bother fighting those black Confucians. But we must be cautious in our future actions, lest these Jiaochi people really discover our existence."

"Is Brother Han's words reasonable? My little sister feels more at ease. Why don't we hide in a different place first, farther away from these Jiao Chi people. Then when fellow Taoist Shi arrives here, we can gather the strength of the three of us. Open the restricted area." Liu Shui'er suggested after thinking about it for a moment.

"Well, that's okay. But before that, it's best to confirm the intentions of these Jiaochi people. Originally it was quite difficult, but Senior Cai actually lent the Jing Clan's famous "Yingying Crystal" to the fairy . In this case, you can know the actions of Jiao Chi people thousands of miles away." Han Li looked at the spar, touched his chin, and said slowly.

"Although this shadow crystal is extremely hidden, even saint-level beings cannot easily detect it. However, it can only reflect some ordinary scenes. Once the other party casts any restrictions at will to cover its own actions, this shadow crystal will be equally powerless." Liu Shui'er couldn't help but frown.