Seeking the Way of Immortality

"Brother, Wu Zheng is here." One person said.

Then everyone stood up.

Another place.

"Alliance leader, Wu Zheng is here."

"Yes, I know."

Things like this kept ringing in the wilderness.

Wu Zheng's powerful consciousness vaguely felt something was wrong, so he slowed down, holding the 'Ice Halberd' in his hand, and was cautious.

"Hey, Wu Zheng, you didn't expect it!" A middle-aged cultivator said with a smile.

"I'm Wu Zheng, and I don't seem to know you. What do you mean?" Wu Zheng said with a smile.

"Hahahaha, you don't know yet! Now your name is too big! The Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation is known to the world!" The cultivator sneered.

"Oh, really? Then I don't know what you mean by intercepting Wu here?" Wu Zheng still said slowly.

"Huh, why talk to him so much, capture him first." A female cultivator said coldly.

Wu Zheng was shocked when he saw this. There were actually three Yuanying cultivators coming this time. You should know that Yuanying cultivators were not allowed to participate when they were being hunted down before. This was also the reason why Wu Zheng was able to escape successfully. What Wu Zheng did not expect was that Yuanying cultivators were dispatched this time.

Wu Zheng knew that the road ahead would definitely not be peaceful.

The battle was about to break out. Wu Zheng's halberd was across the sky, like a thunderclap, merciless. Even when facing three Yuanying early stage cultivators and six Jindan late stage cultivators, Wu Zheng was not afraid at all.

The powerful spiritual consciousness penetrated his body. At the moment when the halberd was across the sky, Wu Zheng grasped the situation around him. The three Yuanying early stage cultivators, two men and one woman, were all at the peak of the Yuanying early stage. The six Jindan late stage cultivators, all men, had an aura that was not weaker than the existence of the Yuanying early stage.

Under Wu Zheng's sense of consciousness, Wu Zheng locked onto a late Jindan cultivator. In Wu Zheng's opinion, that person's strength was the weakest. He had to kill him with one strike. Only in this way could he deter the next enemy.

Wu Zheng's figure was as fast as lightning, and he went straight to that person.

Li Xiang was a Jindan cultivator of the 'Red Dust Sect'. He practiced the 'Red Dust Heart Sutra' of the Way of Love. This time he was ordered to intercept Wu Zheng. There were also three Yuanying and five Jindan. This time, in order to intercept Wu Zheng, their 'Red Dust Sect' could be said to have drawn 60% of its combat power.

Half of the Yuanying cultivators were dispatched alone.

What Li Xiang didn't expect was that Wu Zheng ran straight to him just after they surrounded him.

Li Xiang didn't have to think quickly. He directly sacrificed his own life treasure 'Purple Gold Dice'. As soon as the dice appeared, it turned into the size of a millstone and blocked Li Xiang's head, barely holding the halberd.

Wu Zheng disappeared immediately after missing the attack, but suddenly appeared behind Li Xiang the next moment, shooting the halberd at another Jindan cultivator. Wu Zheng pinched the sword formula with his hand, and the "Gengjin Sword Finger" was like a flash of lightning, hitting Li Xiang's back. The cultivator who was aimed at the halberd never expected that Wu Zheng would suddenly hit him with the halberd, so he had no defense at all, and only had time to stimulate the body's true energy.

When Li Xiang saw the halberd hitting another person, he thought Wu Zheng had given up attacking him. When he was about to go to the other person and fight him, he suddenly felt a pain in his back and screamed from his mouth.

The three Yuanying stage ancestors did not attack at first, but when they saw Wu Zheng injuring two people, they immediately realized how powerful Wu Zheng was.

"Come together, don't worry, just leave him a breath." The old woman in the Yuanying stage shouted.

This is how the cultivation world is. Once the face is torn, all morality and reputation can be thrown aside.

"Hmph."

Wu Zheng snorted coldly, and instantly used the 'Soul-Falling Chant'.

The old woman in the Nascent Soul stage screamed miserably, swayed in the air, and almost fell to the ground.

"Little bastard, you can actually attack with your spiritual consciousness. After I capture you, I will definitely make you live a life worse than death." Another Nascent Soul cultivator stepped forward to support the old woman and said coldly.

The Nascent Soul cultivator waved his hand, and a crescent moon suddenly appeared above Wu Zheng's head, slashing down on his head. Wu Zheng blocked it with his halberd, and a strong force came. Wu Zheng spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person fell to the ground like a broken kite.

Several Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators suddenly flew out from the wasteland and ran directly to Wu Zheng, wanting to get the opportunity from Wu Zheng.

"Hmph, a bunch of demons and monsters dare to take away the fortune of my 'Red Dust Sect'. They are simply courting death." The old man from the Red Dust Sect who had not taken action looked at the cultivators around him coldly, and his aura suddenly surged, instantly reaching the level of the late Nascent Soul stage.

"Hmph, the Red Dust Sect is really so proud. Is my 'One Qi Sect' afraid of you?" An old man in the middle Nascent Soul stage stepped forward and said.

"Yes, my 'Fire Cloud Cave' is not a vegetarian either. Do you think that only your 'Red Dust Sect' is prepared?" As he said that, his aura also surged, and instantly reached the level of the late Nascent Soul stage from the middle Nascent Soul stage.

Elsewhere, Zhang Juanjuan and others also came out from their hiding place.

"Yes, my 'Tongxin League' has been waiting here for several days. Just based on your words, we let Wu Zheng out. It seems a bit too much!" The elder brother of the Tongxin League stepped forward and said with a smile.

“Hehe, how can our Beiming Sect be absent from such a thing!” Several people from the Beiming Sect walked out from the darkness, and none of them who came with them were below the Nascent Soul stage. The strength of the Beiming Sect instantly made the faces of several people in the field change drastically.

"Hahahaha, it turns out to be Fellow Daoist Beiming Tenglong, the second in command of Beiming Sect. This is Liu Jinfeng." The Yuanying old man of the 'Yiqi Sect' said with a smile.

Beiming Tenglong is the elder brother of Beiming Tengyu. Because he had no interest in power, he gave up the position of the leader of Beiming Sect to Beiming Tengyu. This time, he was invited by Beiming Tengyu to go here and capture Wu Zheng.

"I am He Xiongyi, the leader of the 'Tongxin League'." He Xiongyi clasped his fists from a distance and said to Beiming Tenglong.

"Hahahaha, the third cave of this 'Huoyun Cave' uses a fire python. I believe Brother Tenglong should have heard of it!" The cultivator of Huoyun Cave said with a fake smile.

"Oh, I didn't expect that Huoyun Cave, which is far away in the South Region, would come to my North Region to seek opportunities. Could it be that the South Region has become so poor?" A Yuanying cultivator next to Beiming Tenglong laughed and sneered.

"Hmph, so irritating." The fire python snorted coldly, and the face of the Nascent Soul cultivator turned pale. It was obvious that the fire python's cold snort was accompanied by a spiritual attack.

Bei Ming Tenglong waved his sleeves and completely neutralized the fire python's attack. He stopped talking and looked at Wu Zheng who was standing below.

Wu Zheng took advantage of the moment when everyone was talking and stood up, holding a halberd in the air, looking at everyone from afar.

"Little guy, are you willing to join my Huoyun Cave? I can guarantee that no one here dares to touch you." The fire python looked at everyone, then turned his eyes to Wu Zheng and said with a smile.

"It's really a joke. This Wu Zheng killed my nephew Bei Mingxuan, and he should be handed over to my Bei Ming Sect for disposal. What is your Huoyun Cave in this Northern Region!" Bei Ming Tenglong stood with his hands behind his back and said slowly.

The Nascent Soul cultivators of the other parties were also silent for a while. The strength of the Bei Ming Sect was well-known in the Northern Region. Fighting with him for things was like an old man hanging himself - he was too old to live.

However, they did not leave, but watched quietly, expecting the cultivators of Beiming Sect and Huoyun Cave to fight, preferably both sides would be injured, so that they would have a chance.

"What, do you two really think you can defeat my Hongchen Sect?" The old woman had recovered and said unhappily.

The Yuanying cultivator who supported her stood with her, and the auras of the two suddenly blended together, indistinguishable from each other, and instantly reached the state of great perfection of the late Yuanying.

"I am Beiming Tenglong, I am blind and did not recognize the great man, I hope you can forgive me for disturbing the two virtuous couples, but when I came here, my father Beiming Qingxuan once told me that he must kill Wu Zheng." Beiming Tenglong said with a bow.