Cultivation of immortality begins with swallowing Tao fruit

Nangong Yun sighed slightly and said, "Fairy Cailing, it would be too disrespectful to attack a junior!"

Fairy Cailing snorted coldly and said, "If I really want to kill someone, can you protect me?"

"Of course he can't protect him!"

A majestic voice sounded, and a black cloud floated from the distance. Above the black cloud stood a tall, handsome, and serious middle-aged man wearing a black robe.

"I've met Senior Cang!"

Many monks present bowed.

Zhao Yu secretly thought in his heart: "He is Cang Wushuang, the Supreme Elder of the Can Ling Sect. Before the invasion of the Yin Gui Sect, the most powerful man in the Northern Wilderness, even the leader of the Hundred Beasts Sect, was defeated by him."

"Nangong Yun can't protect him by himself, but we two can protect him, right? Fairy Cailing, it's just a trivial matter, why make it so tense? It only hurts the harmony of our family and makes outsiders easier!"

A bold voice sounded from the sky, and a green dragon pulled a bronze chariot flying from the sky. On top of the bronze chariot, sat a tall man wearing animal skins with short hair. There is a middle-aged male cultivator with a full beard, a heroic appearance, and a rugged temperament, and a pair of very beautiful young men and women who are very similar to him.

"I've met Senior Yuwen!"

Many monks present bowed.

Zhao Yu secretly thought in his heart: "Yu Wen Zhenming, the supreme elder of the Hundred Beast Sect, is one of the golden elixir monks in the Northern Wilderness!"

"Outsiders, do you mean me? Our five Northern Wilderness sects should be allies, right?"

A slightly cold voice sounded in the sky, and a dark ghost wind blew from the distance. A thin man with fair skin, regular features, thick dark circles under his eyes, looked like a living corpse, and was wearing a black robe. A middle-aged man appeared in front of everyone.

Next to the middle-aged man stood a tall, handsome, and extraordinary young monk dressed in black.

"I've met Senior You!"

Many monks present bowed.

Zhao Yu secretly thought: "He is You Tianming, the current leader of Yingui Sect, the most powerful person in the Northern Wilderness! He should have used the secret method in the battle between the five sects, and he has not recovered yet."

The Yin Gui Sect's sect-suppressing technique is called the Yin Ling Ten Thousand Transformations Sutra. This technique allows practitioners to better cultivate various evil ghosts. In addition, the Yin Ling Wanhua Sutra also has a variety of supporting powerful secret techniques, which can allow the evil ghosts they command to unleash even more terrifying combat capabilities.

Of course, the more powerful the secret technique in the Yin Ling Wanhua Sutra is, the higher the price will be. Practicing the Yin Ling Ten Thousand Transformations Sutra, like other immortal cultivation techniques, can improve a monk's appearance and temperament. However, once a secret technique that damages one's vitality is used, the monk will become ugly and approach evil spirits.

Nangong Yun smiled slightly and said: "Our five Northern Wilderness sects are naturally allies!"

As soon as the six golden elixir monks landed on the ground, the many foundation-building monks present were divided into six camps. They stood behind the six golden elixir monks and were divided into six camps.

Fairy Cailing said calmly: "Shiyang Sanren, this fight should begin!"

Shiyang Sanren nodded slightly and said to Zhao Yu and Jing Xiongtao, "Are you two ready?"

Zhao Yu and the other two said: "Ready!"

Shiyang Sanren said calmly: "Let me explain the rules of the fight first. As long as one party does not surrender, it will not be lost. Only one party dies in battle or surrenders voluntarily will it be considered a loser. Others are not allowed to interfere in the fight, and the violator will also be considered a loser. If If there is no objection, the battle will officially begin!”

As soon as Shi Yang Sanren finished speaking, Zhao Yu directly sacrificed the black turtle spiritual shield. A faint aura reappeared on the black turtle spiritual shield, and a huge black turtle phantom appeared, guarding in front of him.

Fairy Shaoyao praised: "Excellent spiritual weapon! Junior Brother Zhao is indeed magnificent and worthy of being an alchemist!"

A top-quality spiritual weapon can easily cost up to 100,000 spirit stones. Many casual cultivators in the later stages of foundation building may not be able to afford a top-quality spiritual weapon.

Fairy Narcissus frowned slightly and said: "The best spiritual weapons consume too much mana. If the opponent insists on defending You Dou, it will be very detrimental to Junior Brother Zhao."

Jing Xiongtao smiled slightly and directly sacrificed a palm-sized gourd. The gourd exuded a light red aura and swelled in the wind, turning into a gourd about ten feet in size. It spewed out a large amount of flames and swept towards Zhao Yu. .

As soon as a large amount of flames fell on the black turtle's shadow, they were blocked by the black turtle's shadow, and both sides' mana was continuously consumed.

Qi Changsheng said lightly: "Zhao Yu has little experience in fighting. He is only a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, and his magic power is far inferior to Jing Xiongtao. Originally, he could only have some confidence in winning by surprise. But he used the best spiritual weapons to defend, and the magic power was far consumed. Chaojing Xiongtao’s defeat is only a matter of time.”

Su Bingyun said quietly: "Not necessarily!"

Qi Changsheng frowned slightly and took another look at Su Bingyun: "Could the rumors be true? She likes Zhao Yu from the Danling Sect? But how can that guy be worthy of her?"

Su Bingyun is a direct disciple of the head of the Cangling Sect. He is extremely talented and beautiful. He is also the golden elixir seed of the Cangling Sect and is pursued by countless people. But she didn't show any pretense to her suitors. Qi Changsheng's pursuit failed, and then he was attracted to Nangong Shiyao and became Nangong Shiyao's subordinate.

Zhao Yu suddenly made a concealed wave with his right hand and directly launched thirty-six wind shadow needles. Under the control of his eighth-level foundation building consciousness, he stabbed towards Jing Xiongtao in an invisible way.

Jing Xiongtao's consciousness flashed, his face changed, and he immediately pulled out a red spiritual shield.

The crimson spiritual shield was full of spirituality and instantly grew to about ten feet in size, blocking Jing Xiongtao's body.

Dang! Dang! Dang!

Each wind shadow needle stabbed on the crimson spiritual shield was blocked one by one by the spiritual shield.

However, under the control of Zhao Yu, several wind shadow needles appeared behind Jing Xiongtao and stabbed towards his head.

"Stop!! We surrender!!"

Master Bai Feng's expression suddenly changed, he roared angrily, and suddenly erupted with the terrifying aura of Foundation Establishment Perfection, and directly thrust a white magic sword towards Zhao Yu. He could see that once the Feng Ying Needle was pierced, his only precious son who had practiced to the foundation building stage would be gone.

"How presumptuous!! Now that I am here, you actually dare to take action against the elders under my command? Are you looking for death?"

Fairy Cailing opened her eyes, shouted sharply, and slashed down with a cyan magic sword.

"Fairy, calm down! I was just confused for a moment!!"

Master Bai Feng's expression changed drastically, and he directly held out a white spiritual weapon that looked like a small mountain, with a bright white spiritual light blooming in front of him.

Dang!

With a terrifying loud noise, the hill-like white spiritual weapon was directly cut through, and the terrifying sword light slashed straight towards Master Bai Feng.

"Fairy Cailing, please calm down. Master Bai Feng will not be punished until death!"

Nangong Yun waved his hand, and a white spiritual shield suddenly stood in front of Master Bai Feng, directly blocking the cyan sword light.

Almost at the same time, the several wind shadow needles pierced Jing Xiongtao's body protective aura and penetrated his head, flying out with a trace of blood.

Jing Xiongtao looked in disbelief, his body swayed slightly, and he fell heavily to the ground, turning into a corpse.

Shiyang Sanren declared calmly: "In this battle, Danling Sect Zhao Yu wins!"