Mortal's journey to immortality

The visitor felt a chill in his heart but his hands were decisive. He showed up without any hesitation, and with a loud roar, he grabbed a knife that was disproportionate to his size and chopped down at the fist of Chuan Jin Dong Shi.

"boom!"

A cloud and mist with a radius of five miles was shattered into nothing.

I saw an old man with muscular body that looked like he was cast in copper, his body shining with gold, but with white hair and an old face, which gave people a sharp contrast. He stood upright in the clouds. The machete in his hand was twice as long as his body and was flashing with a thick and heavy blade light.

The strong old man frowned, and Wang Lu suddenly felt something was wrong, so he tried to force himself out of the way.

However, he was a little slow in realizing it.

With a "clang" sound, an extremely sharp black sword thread flashed across his waist, immediately taking away a bunch of pulverized flesh and spilling dozens of round, black and red blood drops.

"Hey! Blood drops like beads!"

At some point, another old man in green, with sinister eyes, twisted brows, and a strong sword-like aura, appeared on his left side holding a thick black sword.

"So fast!"

The old man with the big knife and the old man in green clothes came together, and both of them saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

Old Man Lidao is 6,700 years old and is one of the most powerful men of Ren Yuan's generation. He is respectfully called "Old Man Bronze".

He followed the path of pure strength, but because he overdeveloped his body when he was young, his foundation was more or less damaged. It was too late to remedy the situation later.

Otherwise, with his pure strength, if he cultivated to a state comparable to the Great Perfection of the Spirit Transformation, his life span would not only far exceed that of the Dharma Dao, but he would be able to live at least another seven or eight hundred years.

Wang Lu's punch gave him a feeling of being indestructible. He originally wanted to retaliate by beating him up with his own fist, but to be on the safe side, he still used this "heavy sword" weighing 500,000 pounds that had accompanied him for 6,000 years.

The power technique he practiced was called "Bronze Casting Technique". The jade slip that recorded it when he was choosing the technique flew into his hands automatically.

From then on, he practiced diligently without ceasing, even now that his death was approaching, rain or shine, he still did so.

The sword cultivator in green had practiced for 6,500 years, and had already cultivated the "Black Lightning Sword Art" to the sixth level of perfection, a state beyond any further practice. The "black sword" in his hand had been nurtured by him to a high level among spiritual treasures. It had the notorious reputation of "once the black lightning appears, life and death are interrupted", and was honored as the Black Lightning Sword Lord by the people of the secret clan.

When they saw Ren Yuan returning empty-handed, the two of them were overjoyed, as the chance to take the bluestone had finally come.

It was just strange that Ren Yuan not only told everyone everything about Wang Lu without leaving out any words, but also advised everyone not to make an enemy of him without having the slightest intention of stopping him.

Although his contradictory attitude aroused suspicion, they didn't care about that. They just wanted to get the bluestone first and then deal with other things.

Even Ren Yuan, who was half as strong as them, returned empty-handed. Just in case, they no longer cared about the issue of face and joined hands to kill the young man.

Indeed, in the face of death, no one will give up any glimmer of hope.

Even though bluestone is of no use to them, they cannot suppress their hope of survival.

However, what surprised them the most was how could anyone dodge their joint sneak attack, and they reacted in the most timely manner under their improvisation, but only injured Wang Lu's body.

Fortunately, the body of a strength cultivator is extremely valuable, and even a slight injury would be a serious harm to a strength cultivator.

What's more, that piece of flesh and blood is too precious, and it will take a hundred years to heal. Wang Lu's strength is no longer a threat.

No one knows how this man cultivated his strength, but at such a young age he can rival Old Tong. One has to know how much hardship and torture Old Tong must have gone through to have his current strength.

Could it be that Wang Lu was born for strength?

Humph, what can the Son of Strength do? I can still destroy your physical body. With your cultivation level of the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, you will die no matter how powerful you are.

The only thing you need to be on guard against is exactly the same as what Ren Yuan said, or even a little more serious, that is the person's alertness and his speed.

He could accurately see through even those hiding in the clouds, and the black electric sword made it possible for him to avoid the heart.

However, just when the two were about to take advantage of your weakness and kill you, the next moment, something shocking happened.

Wang Lu just smiled viciously, took out ten different kinds of flowers and plants that they had never seen before and were even more unknown to them, stuffed them into his mouth with force, and swallowed them in less than two breaths.

At the same time, his missing flesh and blood were gradually recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"not good!"

Although Old Tong and Lord Black Lightning Sword didn't know what was going on, they felt that something was wrong.

We must not allow his body to recover, otherwise we will not be able to capture him.

"kill!"

The two of them used their most powerful moves at the same time.

Tong Lao held the knife in both hands, and his whole body suddenly grew five times taller, like a bamboo pole. He lightly tapped his feet, as if drawing a bow and arrow, and was launched by himself. In an instant, he came in front of Wang Lu, and at this time the big knife had already chopped down in the air.

"Zhankong!"

"Crack!"

Wang Lu was like a piece of rag and was immediately torn into two!

However, this was just an afterimage of his true body that was comparable to his original body when he left a moment ago.

If you don't have a pair of sharp eyes, how can you distinguish and be fooled?

Wang Lu seemed to be standing still, but in fact he had already moved more than sixty feet away, otherwise he would have been cut in half by this powerful sword that could cut through the sky and split the earth.

"Oops!"

Even though Tong Lao was as fast as light, Wang Lu's snow-white eyes had already seen through his actions, and he dodged away a hundredth of a second earlier.

But it was this seemingly insignificant 1% of breath that cost him his life.

"boom!"

The Black Lightning Sword Master's voice responded much slower than Old Bronze's.

Just as the Black Lightning Sword Lord opened his mouth and uttered the words, a blade array that dyed the sky and earth into clear jade appeared in an instant.

Under the dumbfounded and horrified expression of the Black Lightning Sword Master, countless and endless emerald green blade threads fell like a violent storm. In an instant, it was like a downpour, and in the blink of an eye, the raging waves had swept in.

The blade threads were so numerous and fast that Tong Lao had no time to make any limited defenses he could.

"boom!"

The green light rain exploded and sprinkled between heaven and earth, like billions of rays of light gushing out, so beautiful that it was incomparable and beyond description.

The sky and the earth suddenly brighten and then darken.

A cylindrical black hole with a radius of only ten feet, extending from an unfathomable depth underground to an unreachable height of three thousand feet, is like a pitch-black spear piercing through the sky and the earth, stretching across the air, making people's scalps numb and their whole bodies cold.

Tong Lao died in less than five breaths, and finally, bravely and resolutely, he embarked on the journey of death that he dreaded.

He was finally freed today.