Seeking the Way of Immortality

At this time, Mo Qingchuan frowned. He had been away from Lingtian Kingdom for more than a few months, and there were no less than a hundred battles of varying sizes. He kept asking about Wu Zheng's name along the way. Strangely, no cultivator here had ever heard of Wu Zheng's name.

This was also what surprised him. With Wu Zheng's thunderous means in Lingtian Kingdom, he should not be an unknown person even in Dingzhou. In Mo Qingchuan's opinion, he could easily find out about Wu Zheng as soon as he arrived in Dingzhou, but he didn't expect that he didn't even see Wu Zheng's hair.

Three days ago, Mo Qingchuan learned by chance that a person named Wu Zheng had appeared on the Jindan Period Ranking, ranking 63rd, but this person only appeared for a few days, and was squeezed off the Jindan Period Ranking by later people.

Mo Qingchuan vaguely felt that Wu Zheng was the Wu Zheng he was looking for.

He wanted to find Wu Zheng, not to kill Wu Zheng, but to learn from him! After all, he is now a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, and Wu Zheng is only in the early stage of the Golden Core. It is inevitable that he will lose his status if he stands up.

Therefore, at this moment, he is not in a hurry to find Wu Zheng, but calms down to comprehend. His silver hair is scattered on his shoulders, and his black iron clothes look so desolate under the sunset, but it has a different flavor. The golden sword is carried on his back.

This golden sword is not Mo Qingchuan's life magic weapon, but it was obtained by chance. Including the black iron clothes he wears, they are all extraordinary magic weapons.

It's a pity that he can't take the golden sword and iron clothes into his body. Now he has not completely refined the golden sword and iron clothes. The peculiarity of the golden sword and iron clothes is that it cannot be taken into the body before the user has completely refined it. It is also for this reason that Mo Qingchuan will carry the two magic weapons with him.

So far, Mo Qingchuan has only touched the tip of the iceberg of the Golden Sword and Iron Armor. The more he touches it, the more he feels the magic of the Golden Sword and Iron Armor. He also knows that the Golden Sword and Iron Armor is definitely not an ordinary magic weapon, and it may even be a high-grade spiritual treasure.

But this is just his guess.

Before obtaining the "Breaking Heaven Art", Mo Qingchuan's talent was only top-notch, and he would never cultivate to the early stage of the Nascent Soul so quickly. It was also after obtaining an ancient site that Mo Qingchuan suddenly appeared and made a name for himself in Dingzhou as the "Golden Sword and Iron Armor".

However, sometimes "the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop".

Mo Qingchuan made such a big name in Dingzhou. I don't know how many people want to use him as a stepping stone to become famous. There is never a shortage of such people in this world.

"Hehe, isn't this the 'Golden Sword and Iron Armor'!"

A strange cry interrupted Mo Qingchuan who was feeling the sunset. Mo Qingchuan turned his head and looked at the person who came, frowning.

He didn't remember knowing this person or having any encounters with him.

The man's name was Feng Yuxiang, and he looked a little old, but his cultivation had obviously reached the peak of the early stage of the Nascent Soul, and his strength should not be underestimated.

"I am Mo Qingchuan, I wonder what you mean by disturbing my quiet cultivation?" Mo Qingchuan frowned and said.

Although he didn't want to talk to this person, he was a cultivator of the same level as himself after all, and it was not good to offend him rashly, so he asked loudly.

"Hehe, which eye of yours saw that I disturbed you! You, a cultivator who just advanced, are also worthy of the word "quiet cultivation"? "Feng Yuxiang said unceremoniously. He hated these young Nascent Soul cultivators who had just advanced the most. They were more talented than him, and that was not enough. They were even younger than him, which was really infuriating.

"Oh, so it was Mo who was rude?" Mo Qingchuan said angrily.

"Hmph, kid, you dare to talk to me like this, you really don't know how to live or die." Feng Yuxiang just wanted to kill Mo Qingchuan, so he would not be polite to him at this time. He directly slashed at Mo Qingchuan.

Mo Qingchuan frowned again and dodged Feng Yuxiang's slash. The golden sword with a clear sword sound appeared in Mo Qingchuan's hand.

Since others wanted to kill him, he Mo Qingchuan was not a good person, otherwise he would not be able to get the great name of "Golden Sword and Iron Armor". Fortunately, there was only Feng Yuxiang here.

The golden sword slashed in the air and collided with Feng Yuxiang's sword energy. In the sky, the sound of swords and swords intersecting was endless. The strength of the two was not much different. It can be said that "chess meets a match, and generals meet talents". For a while, the two were evenly matched.

"Hmph, kid, your iron armor is not ordinary! It can actually block my sword energy." Feng Yuxiang screamed.

After all, he was a cultivator who had advanced to the Nascent Soul stage for a long time. Although his talent was average, he had been immersed in the Nascent Soul stage for so many years, and his use of the heaven and earth energy had already reached a level that Mo Qingchuan could not reach.

In terms of sword intent, this person has made great achievements. He did not expect that the iron armor on Mo Qingchuan's body would completely block his sword intent. This discovery made him very distressed.

When the sword intent could not exert its power, the two were not much different. Mo Qingchuan was young and energetic, so how could he easily defeat Mo Qingchuan.

Therefore, Feng Yuxiang had already thought of leaving at this time.

Seeing that Mo Qingchuan did not answer.

Feng Yuxiang continued: "Daoyou, I am just practicing with you!"

"Hey, you are also a successful cultivator. Don't you know how important the perception just now is to me? Maybe I will never have such an opportunity in this life. You interrupted my opportunity and want to leave unscathed. Is this your first day of practice?" Mo Qingchuan said bluntly.

Such a feeling, as Mo Qingchuan said, maybe he will never have such an opportunity again in this life!

The golden sword slashed towards Feng Yuxiang with a golden light, and his men showed no mercy. Mo Qingchuan knew very well what he was planning for Feng Yuxiang.

Even if he was injured, Mo Qingchuan would kill this man with his sword.

"Hmph, kid, you really don't know what's good for you." Feng Yuxiang snorted coldly.

Mo Qingchuan did not respond.

The defense brought to him by the iron armor was not ordinary strong. He didn't need to worry about returning to defense at all, he just needed to fight, which was also one of his reliance on being famous in Dingzhou.

Feng Yuxiang's knife suddenly left his hand and whistled towards Mo Qingchuan, and its flexibility was no less than Feng Yuxiang's personal control.

'Incarnation into millions. '

Feng Yuxiang suddenly shouted.

The magic weapon sword attacking Mo Qingchuan turned into tens of thousands of mini swords that were reduced several times, and attacked the place where the iron armor could not protect.

Mo Qingchuan's golden sword dance was airtight and watertight, but Feng Yuxiang's mini knives were not to be underestimated. Suddenly, all the knives merged into one and exploded in front of Mo Qingchuan.

A huge sword more than ten meters long hit Mo Qingchuan. Even with the protection of the iron armor, the huge force was not something Mo Qingchuan could bear now.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Mo Qingchuan's body was knocked dozens of meters away by the giant sword.

The giant sword quickly turned into an ordinary sword after a successful attack. At this time, Feng Yuxiang saw that Mo Qingchuan was injured, and immediately held the sword in his hand and rushed forward.

Without waiting for Mo Qingchuan to react, Feng Yuxiang's sword kept colliding with the iron armor. For a while, Mo Qingchuan was suppressed by Feng Yuxiang, but Mo Qingchuan always blocked Feng Yuxiang's sword at the critical moment, so Mo Qingchuan was not in any danger of life at this time.

"Humph, the body and sword are one." Mo Qingchuan shouted violently.

Transformed into a sword, avoiding Feng Yuxiang's attack range, the golden sword turned into a golden light, and took Mo Qingchuan to a position thousands of meters away from Feng Yuxiang.

However, Mo Qingchuan did not run away. He was seen holding the golden sword in his hand, and he stretched out the golden sword with both hands. The aura on his body surged. It was obvious that this was the rhythm of a big move.

Feng Yuxiang was not stupid. When he saw Mo Qingchuan's action, he immediately understood it. He raised the war knife above his head, and the aura on his body also surged.

'Sword that breaks the sky.'

Mo Qingchuan shouted softly, and the golden sword slowly moved towards Feng Yuxiang.

Feng Yuxiang also saw it and shouted: "Giant Blade Technique."

The war knife surged, pointing at Mo Qingchuan in a posture that was several times larger than the previous time.

As the golden sword slowly moved forward, it was also constantly growing. The dozens of meters long war knife, and the golden sword, one fast and one slow, formed a sharp contrast.

'Bang.'

The collision of the golden sword and the giant knife shook the whole world. The air wave generated by the collision of the swords and the swords shook Mo Qingchuan and Feng Yuxiang thousands of meters away.

After all, Mo Qingchuan took advantage of the iron armor and was not injured, but Feng Yuxiang was miserable! Even though he was a peak cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, he could not withstand such a strong air wave shock.

Mo Qingchuan only had a little blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, while Feng Yuxiang directly spurted out a mouthful of old blood.