A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

But at the moment when the young man in black robe grabbed it with his five fingers, a layer of sinister cold air suddenly rolled out from the body. At the same time, the body moved sideways, and after a blur, it appeared in the void more than ten feet away. middle.

Then the pseudo-immortal stood up straight, looked at the young man in black robe with his eyes flashing with a faint golden light, and spoke with cold words:

"Okay, you actually dare to take action. I have no choice but to fight you with the help of this immortal body."

This pseudo-immortal was actually possessed by another spirit king's thoughts and controlled.

When Han Li and the other three saw this, they were all overjoyed.

Although this Spiritual King Fennian is not with them, he is an out-and-out great help at this time.

Saint Ancestor Yuanmeng's face darkened, and he slowly retracted his grasped palm, and replied calmly:

"As expected, you old ghost still had a backup plan, and you even left another ray of soul in the body of that spiritual junior. But are you really able to fight with this Holy Ancestor just because you relied on a low-quality pseudo-immortal? You only need to use 20% of your magic power to suppress you."

"If it were in other places, I would believe this. But on this Bitter Island, you can use three or four of your magic powers, which is a good achievement. And although my pseudo-immortal body is incomplete without repair, but If you add this thing, I would like to see how you can deal with it." The angry words of the Spirit King came from the pseudo-immortal's mouth, and then he turned his hand over, and a silver vial appeared in his hand. .

The surface of this bottle is uneven, vaguely engraved with mini spiritual texts the size of ants, flashing with a faint silver light.

"The Spirit Bottle! You actually succeeded in imitating this thing. But what's the use of using this thing against me?" When the young man in black robe saw the silver bottle, he was surprised at first, but then sneered again.

"Of course this bottle itself is of no use to you, but the contents stored in it are enough to greatly increase the pseudo-immortal's magical power." The immortal replied with no expression on her face, and suddenly threw the vial in the air.

The small bottle turned upside down, and various silver inscriptions appeared vaguely on the surface. Then a green light flashed at the mouth of the bottle, and a drop of emerald green liquid rolled down from it.

The entire body of the liquid was crystal clear and green, exuding an astonishing spiritual energy, as if it was the condensed spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Han Li, who was looking at the vial from a distance, felt the familiar aura emanating from the green liquid droplets. His pupils suddenly shrank, and his face and heart began to tumble like a storm.

"Isn't this aura exactly like that... Although it is much thinner, the aura is still the same..."

Not to mention the horror in Han Li's heart, the moment the young man in black robe saw the green liquid, his face suddenly changed. The black giant sword in his hand suddenly slashed out with a blur, and seven or eight crescent sword lights roared out, and instantly Together, they turned into a giant sword light and rolled straight towards the pseudo-immortal.

His other arm was raised like lightning, and a finger popped out.

As soon as there was a sound of breaking through the air, a flash of black light shot out, and the target was the drop of green liquid.

And at such a close distance, the attacks from both of them were almost instantaneous.

But the fake fairy seemed to have expected it. She did not dodge the huge sword light attack. Instead, she flicked away the black light with one finger, raised her head and suddenly opened her mouth to inhale.

With a "whoosh" sound, one of Xian Xi's fingers flew out of his palm and accurately hit the oncoming black light.

The two flashed at the same time, and the fingers burst apart silently.

After a brief pause, Hei Mang also revealed his true form in mid-air.

A mini pointed cone, completely black, almost an inch long, and faintly emitting a hint of black light. At first glance, it is an extraordinary treasure!

But just for a moment, the drop of green liquid turned into a green line and shot downward, disappearing into the mouth of the pseudo-immortal in a flash.

At this time, the giant sword light also arrived very close at hand, blurring and then exploding with an astonishing aura.

One after another, the indestructible black sword light surged out in a criss-cross pattern, drowning the pseudo-immortal in it.

Judging from the terrifying power displayed by the Black Demon Dagger, the pseudo-immortal will probably be cut into pieces in an instant.

But the next moment, a cold snort came out from the dark sword light, and suddenly a green light bloomed.

Then two big green hands poked out of the green light without any warning, and with a swipe from left to right, they separated the densely packed dark sword light.

The sword light struck both hands, but there was only a slight flash of green light, but he endured it as if nothing had happened.

The crow screamed and hit one of the green hands in a flash.

There was only a crisp sound of metal collision, and after a pause, Wumang suddenly appeared in its original shape and rebounded.

The green hand was still unscathed.

Seeing this situation, Holy Ancestor Yuanmeng's face turned a little ugly. When the black giant sword in his hand shook, it was slightly lowered and did not attack again. He looked at the opposite side coldly without saying a word.

At this time, the black sword light was completely extinguished by two green hands, and a figure slowly appeared in the green light.

It was the pseudo-immortal woman controlled by the Spirit King.

It's just that compared to just now, his appearance has changed drastically. The silver spiritual lines that originally appeared on the surface of his face have turned into dark green at this moment, and have penetrated deep into his skin, and are still squirming slightly, which makes When people look at it, they can't help but feel a little creepy.

The puppet slowly retracted its green palms and looked at the young man in black robe without any expression.

"Total Fortune Dew, you actually got a drop of this fairy liquid, and you were willing to use it on a mere fake fairy. Don't you think it's too much of a natural gift?" Saint Ancestor Yuanmeng stared at the fake fairy. , said with excitement and a hint of disbelief.

"Hmph, if it were really the real Dew of Fortune, I would have used it to refine the Dew of Destiny. How could it be revealed in front of you? I might as well tell you that this is just a drop of fake Dew that is ten times diluted than the real Dew of Fortune. It’s just fairy dew, and it’s just right to use on this pseudo-immortal.” The pseudo-immortal snorted coldly and replied with a biting coldness.

"If you dilute it ten times, the effectiveness will be greatly reduced, and you will not be able to refine the Towering Creation Pill at all. However, no matter how diluted it is, there will always be a trace of fairy spirit in this thing, which can replace the fairy crystal and be used to stimulate The pseudo-immortal has some real magical powers. But even so, I doubt that this fairy spirit can support this pseudo-immortal to launch several attacks like the one just now." Saint Ancestor Yuanmeng's face showed excitement. His expression faded and he turned his eyes slightly, then said with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth.

"How many times? I don't need to go to such trouble at all. As long as you can catch the blow of this pseudo-immortal in this state, you will be worthy of the name of the beginning of the devil world." A sudden expression appeared on the face of the pseudo-immortal. He said with a hint of strangeness.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly stamped his feet and his body blurred, turning into a light green shadow that shot towards him.

"court death!"

When Holy Ancestor Yuanmeng was still a little surprised and doubtful about the meaning of the other party's words, when he saw the fake fairy flying towards him in such a grand manner, his brows suddenly became extremely stern. After a loud shout in his mouth, a figure suddenly appeared from behind his body. A huge demonic shadow a hundred feet high emerged.

This demonic shadow is extremely weird, like a giant toad that has been enlarged countless times. It is completely black and has a thick neck. In addition to a huge head in the middle, there are four other much smaller heads on both sides.

It is actually a nine-headed demon toad that can only be seen in the rumors of various tribes even in the demon world!

As soon as the Nine-Headed Demon Toad appeared, the ferocious color of the head in the middle appeared and disappeared, its mouth suddenly opened, and a golden shadow flashed out like an illusory one.

I don’t know what this golden shadow is, but after the pseudo-immortal who was flying forward was hit by it, it flew back with a roar, and when it flew back, it seemed to be two minutes faster. look like.

When the young man in black robe saw this situation, the ferocious look on his face flashed away, and he suddenly made a seal with one hand.

The golden shadow sprayed out from the mouth of the giant toad and suddenly began to dance wildly. Suddenly, the sky was filled with pale golden shadows. A giant golden net covering nearly half of the pond suddenly appeared, and the pseudo-immortal was instantly covered in it. Got in.

The next moment, the pseudo-immortal was hit by golden shadows out of thin air in the giant net, flying around like a toy. However, every time it came into contact with the giant net, it was immediately ejected back, and she was never able to break through the net. out.

At this time, the pseudo-immortal woman didn't even seem to have the strength to parry!

Seeing this situation, the young man in black robe sneered, and the magic technique changed again, and the golden shadows in the sky suddenly disappeared. Only one strand flickered like lightning, and the pseudo-immortal was caught in it several times. And quickly shrank back.

The pseudo-immortal was suddenly pulled to a place only a few feet away from the black-robed young man, and was trapped tightly by a golden, bowl-shaped object, unable to even move a finger.

At this time, everyone could clearly see that the thick golden rope-like thing was actually a long tongue spewed out by the giant demon toad.

However, this long tongue is very different from ordinary monster tongues. Not only is it pale gold in color, but the lines on the suction cup tumors on the surface actually vaguely form pale golden runes of different sizes, sparkling as if It's like an extremely mysterious magic weapon.

"You are so brazen! If you still have any magical powers, you can show them off now. Your death will be here." Saint Ancestor Yuanmeng laughed, and his golden tongue suddenly tightened, and a burst of pea-like pain came from the pseudo-immortal's body. Crackling sound.

The ancestor of the demon clan actually planned to use the devil's golden tongue to forcefully explode the fake fairy's body.

The pseudo-immortal is not a body of flesh and blood, and its body is no longer as hard as the ordinary Mahayana existence. However, under the powerful force of the golden tongue, it seems possible that it can be dispersed at any time.

But after hearing the words of Saint Ancestor Yuanmeng, instead of showing fear or anger on the face of the pseudo-immortal, the corner of her mouth curled up, revealing a vague expression of weirdness and sarcasm.

(I’m really sorry, because today’s annual meeting ended late, this chapter was updated a little late! And during the annual meeting, updates may have to stop for about three days!)