Chronicles of the Green Vine: A Mortal’s Path to Immortality

Zhang Ling looked solemnly at the talisman in his hand and immediately injected most of his spiritual power into it, intending to activate this great weapon in the shortest possible time.

In a short few breaths, his flying sword was about to be scrapped.

Zhang Ling directly gave up controlling the broken flying sword and only used a shield magic weapon to resist attacks.

The white bone claw kept hitting the outermost tortoise shell shield, and the spiritual light of this defensive magic weapon kept flashing, making a muffled cutting sound of 'poo poo'.

After a few waves of attacks, more than a dozen crisscrossing grooves of about a foot long appeared on the originally smooth tortoise shell, and the entire magic weapon looked tattered. It seemed that this magic weapon would not last long either.

But he didn't have any extra spiritual power to enhance the defense of the magic weapon now. Most of his spiritual power was being absorbed by the cyan talisman in his hand, so naturally, he couldn't interrupt it.

When the black-robed cultivator saw his posture, he knew that he must be preparing a trump card, either using a powerful spell or driving a powerful magic weapon.

This person roared and also injected spiritual power wildly into the white bone beast claw. The white bone beast claw gradually turned into a cyan-black giant claw about a zhang(丈: a unit of length, approximately 3.33 meters) in size.

The original curved and open state of the beast claw also closed together, like the head of a spear. Under high-speed rotation, it directly hit the tortoise shell shield.

The sharp stinging mang(芒: awn) of tearing and tearing burst open on the tortoise shell shield.

This time, the tortoise shell shield only lasted for a moment before making a dull cracking sound. The spiritual light on it scattered, and it burst into countless fragments with a 'bang'.

The unimpeded cyan-black sharp claw, like a black mang(芒: awn), hit the earth element shield behind it. The cyan-black claw mang(芒: awn) intertwined with the yellow light, making a piercing explosion.

In an instant, a trace of cracks also appeared on the earth element shield, but the yellow mang(芒: awn) on it lit up, and another layer of earth and stone flew up from the ground, covering it and continuously repairing its defensive power.

For a time, it also blocked the attack of the black-robed cultivator.

The black-robed man naturally discovered this situation. This person snorted, controlled the beast claw to flash, bypassed the earth element shield, and struck towards Zhang Ling's side, attempting to bypass the earth element shield and directly attack his body.

Zhang Ling moved his spiritual sense and commanded the earth element shield to resist. The earth element shield rotated around his body.

However, he was now urging the talisman and commanding the earth element shield at the same time. Not every time could he resist the black-robed man's attack very well.

Fortunately, he also had a layer of golden light cover defense on his body. Although each time the cyan-black beast claw hit it, it dimmed the golden light a bit, it could still resist for a few breaths.

The two of them now seemed to be in a stalemate, and for a time, neither could do anything to the other.

What Zhang Ling lacked now was time. The cyan talisman in his hand was Mu Xiaoyan's talisman treasure. As long as he could activate this treasure, he was confident that he could kill the enemy with one blow.

It's just that the activation of the talisman treasure would consume a lot of spiritual power. At this moment, the spiritual power in his body was frantically injected into it. The cyan talisman shone brightly and became virtualized, and a strange cyan-black blade gradually appeared.

He was now in a dilemma, and his spiritual power was almost bottoming out. If he couldn't activate this treasure, he would be in danger.

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Ling's left hand trembled slightly, and another group of wood-attributed spiritual power in his body was activated and injected into the talisman treasure in his hand.

He did not deliberately cultivate this spiritual power, which was only equivalent to the spiritual power of a cultivator at the fifth or sixth level of Qi Refining.

However, with the addition of spiritual power, the strange blade on the cyan spirit talisman trembled buzzing and gradually solidified, forming a palm-sized strange blade.

Zhang Ling's face was overjoyed, and the talisman treasure had been activated.

Whoosh!

Just as he was secretly happy in his heart, the top of his head suddenly darkened, and countless sharp ice cone fell towards his location. Immediately, dozens of ice cone hit his body, causing the golden light cover on his body to flicker.

This was a second-order spell, Ice Rain Technique. Needless to say, this was a second-order talisman released by the black-robed man.

Zhang Ling's face changed, and the earth element shield flashed and blocked above his head. As soon as the shield left, a black light flashed before his eyes, and the cyan-black beast claw grabbed onto the golden light cover.

The great force coming from above made him retreat several zhang(丈: a unit of length, approximately 3.33 meters) away, and the golden light cover dimmed by more than half at once.

Zhang Ling knew that this layer of defense could no longer block the next attack. He coldly glanced at the black-robed man, and the cyan talisman in his hand had completely disappeared, turning into a cyan-black bright semi-circular strange blade.

The light blade flashed and turned into a cyan light, flying towards the black-robed cultivator.

"Talisman Treasure!"

The black-robed man's face changed greatly as he shouted, and he quickly commanded the cyan-black beast claw to return to defense, but it was already too late. Although his magic weapon was not slow, the cyanawn strange blade crossed most of the distance with a few flashes.

With another shake, it arrived in front of him, and this person was frightened in his heart. In desperation, a purple bead flew out of his body, and a layer of light curtain fell from the purple light, protecting himself inside.

But what made him unbelievable was that the strange blade slashed twice with a 'peng peng' sound, and the purple light cover shattered.

With a flash of cyan light, the black-robed man let out a scream and was split in half, with a large amount of blood scattered on the ground. The two halves of this person's body fell to the ground, dead beyond death.

Zhang Ling held up the earth element shield and quickly escaped the range of the ice rain.

At the same time, he interrupted the control of the cyan light blade, and the light blade once again turned into a cyan spirit talisman, which he put into his arms.

Although the activation of ordinary spirit talismans would also consume some spiritual power, it was very little and could be ignored.

But the spiritual power consumed after the talisman treasure was activated was not a small amount. At this moment, his face was a little pale, which was due to excessive consumption of spiritual power.

Zhang Ling found an open space next to him, took out a few pills to restore spiritual power, sat cross-legged, and began to recover his consumption.

A quarter of an hour later, after the spiritual power in his body recovered about 20%, he stood up and walked towards the black-robed man's body, searching out six storage bags.

With so many storage bags, Zhang Ling couldn't help but be overjoyed in his heart, and he simply checked them with his spiritual sense.

"Eh", suddenly he took out a cyan long-necked jade bottle from a storage bag.

This bottle was very strange and unusually heavy. Roughly estimated, it weighed as much as a thousand jin(斤: a unit of weight, approximately 0.5 kilograms). He laboriously wrapped the jade bottle with his spiritual sense, and only after urging his spiritual power did he carefully take out the jade bottle.

The jade bottle was half a person tall and pure white, with not a single pattern on it, only a black and strange talisman pasted on the mouth of the bottle.

Zhang Ling thought for a while and did not rashly tear open the talisman paper. After looking at it a few more times, he put the jade bottle back into the storage bag.

This thing is definitely not an ordinary magic weapon. Now is not the time to study it, so I can only study it after going out.

Then he picked up the white bone beast claw. This magic weapon was the length of an adult's arm. It was unknown what kind of monster beast bone claw it was refined from. The bare surface was engraved with some cyan-black spirit patterns, and the few sharp claws at the front were held in a virtual grip, looking like a delicate ornament.

Zhang Ling touched this treasure and was delighted in his heart. This top-grade magic weapon now belonged to him.

Then he found Bai Heng's body, which had a dark hole in his chest. It looked like he was killed by the white bone beast claw piercing through his chest. Only two broken magic weapons were left on the ground, which were no longer of much use.

Seeing that there was nothing else to gain, Zhang Ling quickly left this place. Now his condition was not good, and he needed to find a place to restore his spiritual power as soon as possible.