Seeking the Way of Immortality

Jia Sidao's strength is extraordinary, and his cultivation is far superior to Wu Zheng. Although his body has not become a saint, it is also quite tough. Except that his soul is weaker than Wu Zheng, Jia Sidao basically has no weaknesses in front of Wu Zheng.

At this moment, he used the power of his soul to perform the Soul-Shocking Whip, and the power was so great that even Wu Zheng could not bear it.

"Hmph, a mere refining virtual, at best the combat power of the late stage of fusion, dare to be rampant in front of this emperor!"

After speaking, Jia Sidao's figure flashed and appeared beside Wu Zheng in an instant. The Soul-Shocking Whip wrapped around Wu Zheng's body. At the same time, Jia Sidao's right hand was about to pinch Wu Zheng's neck.

At this moment, Wu Zheng, who had originally had turbid eyes, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were like the scorching sun, and Jia Sidao couldn't help but squint his eyes when he was illuminated by two golden lights.

The golden light went straight into the soul, and even Jia Sidao's cultivation could not bear it, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes!

Instinctively feeling the danger, Jia Sidao did not even think about it, and even did not need the Soul-Shocking Whip, and instantly moved away from Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng's mouth curled up, and the soul of the early stage of the Mahayana realm was revealed without reservation. A sharp arrow condensed above the sea of ​​consciousness, and the sharp arrow flashed and instantly entered Jia Sidao's sea of ​​consciousness.

Jia Sidao just moved away from Wu Zheng, and there was an incredible look in his eyes: "You are the emperor!"

After speaking, Jia Sidao seemed to be struck by lightning, and the whole person's breath instantly withered, his eyes were listless, and his soul was almost annihilated directly.

If he was not the soul of the middle stage of the Ghost Emperor, he would have died at this moment.

"The soul of the late stage of the Ghost Emperor!" Wu Zheng narrowed his eyes, quite shocked. Jia Sidao was indeed not an ordinary person, and he could hide from his soul of the early stage of the Emperor.

"Who are you?"

Wu Zheng pinched the spell with his hands and performed the "Nine Heavens Thunder Attracting Art". The rolling thunder came instantly, covering the heaven and earth within a radius of tens of thousands of miles of Wangdu Mountain.

"Taoist "Nine Heavens Thunder Attracting Art", are you from my Taoist sect?" Jia Sidao looked very solemn.

"Fellow Daoist Jia, can we discuss something?" Wu Zheng loosened the spell in his hand, and the thunder in the sky dissipated instantly.

Jia Sidao curled his lips in disdain. The elixir hidden in his mouth had already been swallowed into his stomach. While pretending to be nice to Wu Zheng, he was refining the power of the elixir, and his soul was recovering silently.

Wu Zheng knew Jia Sidao's situation very well, and did not speak to stop him, nor did he take the opportunity to chase him.

"Let me submit to you like Gu Bo and I?" Jia Sidao said disdainfully.

"In that case, will you fight or retreat?"

Jia Sidao snorted coldly, and his soul returned to normal in the blink of an eye. Not only that, his soul reached the peak of the Ghost Emperor in one fell swoop. With a flick of his wrist, the Soul-Shocking Whip instantly appeared in his hand, emitting a faint glow, and whipped Wu Zheng again.

"A soul in the early stage of the Emperor Realm, do you think that Jia is afraid of you!"

The Soul-Shocking Whip made a loud explosion, and its speed was as fast as a silver snake lightning. Even Wu Zheng had no time to dodge. The Nine Heavens Gale flashed under his feet, and Wu Zheng disappeared in an instant. At the same time, a silver light flashed in his hand, and the space blade shot at the Soul-Shocking Whip.

Jia Sidao snorted disdainfully, and his wrist shook rapidly, about hundreds of times in one breath. The Soul-Shocking Whip shook very quickly. Although Wu Zheng's space blade was sharp, it could not hit the Soul-Shocking Whip.

At this time, the gap between Wu Zheng and Jia Sidao was revealed. Cross-level fighting was not exclusive to Wu Zheng. Jia Sidao could do it too. The cultivation of the middle stage of Ghost Emperor and the soul of the late stage of Ghost Emperor, even the late stage of Ghost Emperor, could be caught by Jia Sidao if he was not careful.

Ever since Wu Zheng showed the soul of the early stage of Emperor, Jia Sidao had no scruples at all. In addition to constantly whipping Wu Zheng with the Soul-Shocking Whip, his other hand actually imprisoned the void of more than ten miles.

Wu Zheng was shocked, knowing that Jia Sidao had the intention to kill him and wanted to kill him alone. Wu Zheng no longer hid, and the twelve-grade Wanjia Lights and the seven-leaf Ziyang True Flame flew out at the same time. The Ziyang True Flame fell on the ground, instantly turning the place where the two were into a sea of ​​fire. The Wanjia Lights hovered in the void, covering the space above the two.

At the same time, "Nine Heavens Inducing Thunder Art" and "Heavenly Thunder Body Forging Art" were performed at the same time, Wu Zheng turned into thunder, and endless thunder exploded in the sky again.

"Good tricks, but unfortunately, it's not enough!" Jia Sidao was in the sea of ​​fire, his expression cold.

A shocking dragon roar suddenly came from the wooden sheath behind him, and a peach wood sword as black as black iron whistled out. As the peach wood sword was unsheathed, the souls of big monsters, lonely ghosts, and even evil ghosts appeared with the sword body at the same time. Those souls had been suppressed by the peach wood sword for thousands of years and had long been integrated with the peach wood sword.

At this moment, being driven out by Jia Sidao, the peach wood sword actually flew straight into the sky with countless lonely ghosts. The lonely ghosts who were originally most afraid of thunder actually whistled into the sky with the peach wood sword without fear.

Endless yin energy covered the sky and interrupted Wu Zheng's "Nine Heavens Inducing Thunder Art"!

Wu Zheng snorted coldly, clenched his hands, and suddenly used the Phoenix Extreme Shocking Fist, and a series of fist shadows with flames flew towards the peach wood sword.

"Go!"

Wu Zheng used all his means, and Jia Sidao was not idle either. Seeing Wu Zheng using his magical powers to hit the peach wood sword, Jia Sidao naturally would not let it go. After blocking the thunder in the sky, he held the Soul-Shocking Whip in his right hand and waved the whisk in his left hand. The whisk was white and shiny, and it was definitely a rare treasure in the underworld.

Thousands of dust threads, like swords, exuded an extremely sharp breath, cutting towards Wu Zheng's body.

Wu Zheng saw this and did not dare to underestimate him. The sharp aura from the whisk had not yet reached his body, but it made him feel like he was being cut. Wu Zheng knew that he could not delay any longer.

The immobilization technique was quietly activated, and time seemed to have stopped. Even though Jia Sidao was very powerful, he was still stunned by Wu Zheng's move, leaving only his two eyeballs still moving.

Wu Zheng's figure flashed and he approached Jia Sidao's body in an instant. At this moment, Jia Sidao happened to have recovered and had no time to think about it. He quickly retreated. Wu Zheng was already close to him, so he was not willing to miss such a good opportunity. He immediately used his fists and feet and performed various moves. In just one breath, Jia Sidao was submerged in the violent tide of magic.

At the same time, Wu Zheng used the arrow of the soul again, and a soul force that was even more intense and strong than before suddenly shot into Jia Sidao's sea of ​​consciousness.

Jia Sidao groaned. His soul had been severely damaged by Wu Zheng before. Although he had used secret methods to calm it down and upgraded it to the late stage of Ghost Emperor, he still couldn't compete with the power of the soul of the early stage of Emperor.

At this moment, his soul was severely damaged again. Jia Sidao only felt his soul trembling. Not only that, Wu Zheng was close to him, and countless fists rained down on his body, causing him great pain.