The left space, the right thunder method, the wish of immortality is in the heart

The luminous stone held high by Liu Feng illuminated a space of thirty feet. In the dark and silent underground space, it illuminated the way home for everyone and the chance to live.

The stone shining brightly at this moment is a beacon of hope, representing the direction of life and the chance to live.

In the underground space, nearly ten thousand people who had been rescued followed Liu Feng, who was holding a luminous stone in his hand. As a cold wind blew through the space below, everyone was shivering.

But even so, no one complained. Everyone was already satisfied to be able to survive again from a certain death situation.

Not far away, there was a lot of shock from time to time due to the fighting between the two Jindan monks.

"Third brother, you are so blessed that you have embarked on the path of cultivating immortality."

Wang Mufeng, who had regained some strength to move, adjusted his clothes, leaned against a boulder, and his tone returned to his usual calm tone.

"Second brother also knows, an immortal cultivator?"

"Not only do I know them, but I have also met some very accomplished people."

"Let's not talk about this for now, second brother. Now that your meridians have been destroyed, what should you do in the future?"

"It's okay. If I can save a life, I have already made a profit. As long as I find my sister-in-law later, I will be satisfied.

In the future, I plan to take my sister-in-law to find a village to live in seclusion, away from the disputes in the world. "

"Second brother, you may not be able to get what you want. A few months ago, the head of the Ning family told me that my sister-in-law might be near Wangri Peak.

That place is thousands of miles away from us now. I will think of a way later to see if I can get some miraculous medicine from Senior Chu to help you restore your meridians. "

"Okay, then I'll trouble my third brother. But how did my sister-in-law travel so far away?"

When Wang Mufeng said this again, he frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and then he said.

"It's fine."

As soon as the two finished speaking, they saw Liu Yan and Chu Rui flying out of the dark red door.

Later, Liu Yan stood on a flying sword, suspended in mid-air.

He made a few tricks.

Behind the dark red door, bursts of rumbling sounds suddenly sounded, and countless explosions occurred one after another.

A series of huge rock pillars slowly rose from the ground, completely destroying the buildings in the prison below.

At this point, the stronghold of the Blood Shadow Sect under Yongchang City has become a memory in everyone's heart.

Continuous explosions caused a huge collapse in Yongchang City.

After the collapse stopped, everyone walked up the gentle slope to the ground and saw several spiritual lights colliding back and forth in the sky.

Li Guangqing is indeed a well-known Golden Elixir monk in the Jin Kingdom. He fights against the opponent alone with a Golden Elixir monk and two Foundation Establishment Perfection monks.

At this time, Li Guangqing no longer used his natal magic weapon, the Fierce Sun Sword, but instead drew the sword on his back.

This sword has a simple appearance. At first glance, it looks no different from the long sword used by ordinary warriors. However, the pressure exuded from the sword even exceeds that of Zhenren Li's own natal magic weapon, the Lieyang Sword.

Wang Mufeng next to Li Xun suddenly said something.

"An ancient treasure?"

As soon as these two words came out, not to mention Li Xun, even Liu Yan and Chu Rui in mid-air turned to look at Wang Mufeng.

"Brother Wang, what is an ancient treasure?"

Wang Mufeng thought for a while and said.

"I once heard a friend of mine say that the world of immortal cultivation in ancient times was far more spiritually energized than it is now. At that time, our human race had spiritual energy in our bodies when we were born, and with a little condensation we could break through to the middle stage of Qi training.

There are even some people with good luck who are born with a perfect foundation.

In that era, some monks forged some powerful magic weapons, and what was different from today's magic weapons was that these ancient magic weapons could not be used by any one person, but were matched to the user based on the characteristics of the skills. In other words, Anyone can use this magic weapon as long as they practice matching skills, so it is called an ancient treasure.

These ancient treasures are generally the weapons of the sect, so they are passed down from generation to generation. "

Hearing this, Li Xun was startled at first, and then made secret calculations in his mind. Is his gray mist space also some kind of special ancient treasure?

The golden elixir monk in mid-air has extremely sharp hearing.

The red-haired golden elixir monk of the Blood Shadow Sect naturally heard Wang Mufeng's explanation.

The red-haired old man said.

"I have long felt that something is wrong with you. Why is your strength improved so much today compared to the past few days? It turns out that you returned to the sect and invited Gu Bao."

"As long as we can eliminate demons and protect the way, what about using foreign objects?"

The red-haired old man said again.

"Sword-wielding boy, please tell me your name. I, Zhao, will not kill the unknown person."

"Evil heretics don't deserve to know my name, so you should die!"

As he spoke, Master Li threw the ancient iron sword outward, and a huge amount of mana burst out from in front of him and poured into the iron sword.

The ancient treasure instantly became a hundred feet long, and the shocking pressure caused Li Xun and others to fall directly to the ground. Even Liu Yan and Chu Rui, who had been suspended in mid-air, were directly pressed to the ground by the coercion and could no longer fly the magic weapon.

Li Zhenren's magic power around his body was like substance. He connected several magic seals with his hands in the air, intending to give the opposite Blood Shadow Sect's golden elixir cultivator a hard blow.

"Tch, grandpa, I won't wait and play with you anymore."

As he spoke, the Golden Pill cultivator from the Blood Shadow Sect opposite him spun around, turned into a ball of blood mist in mid-air, and shot towards the sky.

Before the magic power of the Iron Sword Ancient Treasure was fully charged, the Golden Pill cultivator and the two Foundation-Building Dzogchen cultivators from the Blood Shadow Sect disappeared without a trace.

"Hmph! Cowards, they only know how to run away."

The blood shadow sect's escape methods are top-notch. After losing their target, Zhenren Li had no choice but to withdraw the magic power from the ancient treasure, then carefully inserted the iron sword back into the scabbard, and took out three talismans and pasted them on the scabbard.

After doing this, the pressure on the ancient treasure disappeared.

Hundreds of feet away, the Chu family's golden elixir monk stood quietly on a broken wall.

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Luojiazhai, mountainside platform.

Two Jindan monks were sitting cross-legged in the corner, meditating.

Chu Rui and Luo Yezi were discussing something, but he, who had always been stingy, was still stingy. The fallen leaf shook its head a dozen times before reluctantly nodding.

Liu Feng was admiring the beautiful scenery of the mountains and waiting for Liu Yan's return.

The nearly [-] refugees are also a problem. Just a few of them would definitely not be able to settle so many refugees.

Besides, mundane matters naturally have to be solved by mundane matters.

Liu Yan just went to negotiate the matter with the officials of Yongchang City. As for the method, Li Xun didn't care at all.

In Li Xun's view, how to quickly cure Wang Mufeng's damaged meridians was the key.

Only when a person loses can he understand the beauty of the past.

The former Wang Mufeng had innate Dzogchen strength and was able to travel around the world of Wei without being able to capture him at his fingertips.

No matter where you go, you have to be respectfully called "Wang Daxia".

At this moment, all the meridians were destroyed and the true energy dissipated.

Although he remained calm and calm on the outside, no one knew the suffering in his heart.