Seeking the Way of Immortality

Wu Zheng used the same trick again to lure the vengeful spirit.

This vengeful spirit knew that Wu Zheng had just fought with his companion, but he didn't care why his companion disappeared.

The moment the vengeful spirit entered Wu Zheng's sea of ​​consciousness, Wu Zheng's sea of ​​consciousness was turbulent, as if his consciousness was seriously injured. The vengeful spirit didn't have time to think about it and attacked Wu Zheng's consciousness.

Wu Zheng's consciousness was also quite cooperative, retreating step by step. The vengeful spirit was happier and happier, and the attack became more and more fierce, while Wu Zheng's consciousness was always in a state of collapse, which made the vengeful spirit depressed.

Next, Wu Zheng didn't need to spend much effort to devour the vengeful spirit. The main thing was that the process of thorough refining was more troublesome and took a lot of time.

After Wu Zheng woke up, Dugu Yan had recovered to her peak state, but they were in trouble again. Three cultivators surrounded them, all of them were in the early stage of Nascent Soul, two men and one woman.

"What do you mean, fellow Taoists? Do you think you can defeat us?"

The three did not answer until Dugu Yan reminded Wu Zheng: "Wu Zheng, something is wrong. Most of the cultivators are in the central area now. Who would come to trouble us when they have nothing to do?"

"You mean, these people can no longer be called human beings?"

Dugu Yan nodded: "Yes, you can see that there are no wounds on their bodies, but their eyes are bloodshot and there is no spirit. The eighth floor has been controlled by the resentful spirits!"

Wu Zheng looked cautious, which meant that the two of them not only had to kill the three people, but also had to face the erosion of the resentful spirits after killing them.

This means that the two of them had to deal with six cultivators equivalent to the early stage of the Nascent Soul, and three of them were in the open and three in the dark.

This was not a good thing for Wu Zheng and Dugu Yan at the moment, and Wu Zheng had just fought two resentful spirits. Although he did not consume much at this time, he was mentally exhausted.

But Wu Zheng and the others were not afraid.

"Yan'er, you hold two first, I'll kill the other one."

Dugu Yan understood that Wu Zheng's strength was much stronger than hers at this time, but it would take some effort to kill a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. On the contrary, it was quite easy for her to hold two cultivators in the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

Without waiting for Dugu Yan's consent, Wu Zheng's wind wings behind him instantly unfolded, and he appeared behind the female cultivator in a flash, and his long spear hit the back of the other's head.

The female cultivator seemed to have eyes behind her head. She swung the long sword in her hand back and slashed back, just picking up Wu Zheng's long spear, and the two retreated together.

Dugu Yan had already led the two male cultivators away and started fighting.

Wu Zheng's expression moved. The previous test had basically determined the strength of the other party. His combat power was lower than his own, at most about the same as Dugu Yan. Wu Zheng no longer hesitated, and the long spear stabbed out like lightning. Wu Zheng used all his strength in this move, which was definitely not less than one million pounds.

The female cultivator was not in her right mind, and had no idea that Wu Zheng would use all his strength this time. She just held the long sword and emitted sword energy, shooting at Wu Zheng. A strong force surged, and the female cultivator was directly blown away. Wu Zheng was not willing to miss such an opportunity. He retracted the long spear in his hand, pointed the sword with his right hand, and shot a Gengjin sword energy as thick as a child's arm at the chest of the female cultivator.

The female cultivator had no time to react, and was directly killed by Wu Zheng with one finger.

Wu Zheng shouted: "Control the resentful spirit."

After hearing Wu Zheng's roar, Dugu Yan immediately gave up the two male cultivators and flew directly to Wu Zheng's side, taking over the resentful spirit that escaped from the female cultivator's head. The female cultivator's Nascent Soul was completely devoured by the resentful spirit, and this resentful spirit gradually tended to materialize, which showed that its strength was not shallow.

Because the female cultivator's Nascent Soul had been devoured by the resentful spirit, her true essence could not be mobilized at all, and it was all controlled by the resentful spirit, and the resentful spirit was not completely integrated with the female cultivator, which was why Wu Zheng could easily kill the female cultivator.

On the other side, the two male cultivators controlled by the vengeful spirits chased after Dugu Yan when they saw her running away. Wu Zheng would never let them come into contact with Dugu Yan, so he used his long spear to cover the two male cultivators.

Out of instinct, the two male cultivators immediately attacked Wu Zheng.

As soon as they came into contact, Wu Zheng knew that the individual strength of the two male cultivators was much higher than that of the female cultivator, so Wu Zheng was also very careful in dealing with them.

The long spear combined with the Gengjin sword energy caused difficulties for the two male cultivators from time to time. After all, they were just bodies that had been taken over, and the two male cultivators had not completely merged with the vengeful spirits.

Wu Zheng knew that he didn't have much time left! After all, he had to deal with three vengeful spirits later, and what made Wu Zheng helpless was that he couldn't use the power of his spiritual consciousness at this time, otherwise he would not have the spare energy to deal with the three vengeful spirits later! So at this time, Wu Zheng could only use the power of his physical body and true essence.

Wu Zheng understood and immediately made adjustments. His aura suddenly changed. He even withdrew the purple aurora shield that he had just put on Dugu Yan, and his domineering aura rose to the sky.

Dugu Yan, who was missing Wu Zheng's purple aurora shield, held up her own purple aurora shield and struggled to deal with the vengeful spirits. She also had to look at Wu Zheng from time to time. For a while, she was in danger.

Wu Zheng shouted: "Hell of Thunder."

The sound of thunder roared, and the purple aurora spear shook wildly, forming a thunder net woven by lightning, covering the two vengeful spirits. The spear did not stop, and was handed over to the left hand. The right hand was combined into a sword, and a Gengjin sword energy as thick as an arm was instantly shot out. The sword energy penetrated the thunder net and shot towards the cultivator on Wu Zheng's right.

Wu Zheng didn't have time to see the result, and directly handed the purple spear to his right hand, mobilized all his strength, and stabbed it with all his strength, directly piercing the head of another cultivator.

Wu Zheng swept his consciousness and found that both cultivators were killed by him. Dugu Yan on the other side was at the critical moment of life and death. Wu Zheng shouted: "Bring the resentful spirits here."

Dugu Yan took a long breath, forced a mouthful of true energy, and led the resentful spirits to Wu Zheng. Wu Zheng didn't have time to speak, and sat cross-legged directly, putting the resentful spirits that escaped from the top of the two cultivators' heads into his sea of ​​consciousness. Dugu Yan's resentful spirit just came over, and Wu Zheng didn't hesitate to directly absorb the resentful spirit into his sea of ​​consciousness.

In just less than a few dozen breaths, Dugu Yan was exhausted, which shows that the resentful spirit is very powerful. Wu Zheng saw it with his eyes and felt pain in his heart. He said nothing, but took the risk and put all three resentful spirits into his sea of ​​consciousness to create time for Dugu Yan to recover.

"Dugu Yan shouted: "Wu Zheng, don't!"

But at this time, Wu Zheng had already closed his eyes, and the breath of his whole body was retracted into his body, and there was no movement.

Dugu Yan had no choice but to forcefully open the purple aurora shield that protected his body and guarded Wu Zheng. He did not dare to put down the ice sword in his hand, and sat cross-legged to recover his true energy.

At this time, Wu Zheng did not dare to be careless. This was the first time he put three resentful spirits into his sea of ​​consciousness. The danger was not known to outsiders. After he completely refined the two resentful spirits, more than half of his consciousness in his sea of ​​consciousness had been liquefied, and his sea of ​​consciousness had expanded to a limit. Therefore, his sea of ​​consciousness now occupied a large area.

The three resentful spirits were put into his sea of ​​consciousness in order. Wu Zheng opened one resentful spirit at a time and flew into the sea of ​​consciousness, leaving the other two resentful spirits roaring and destroying in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Wu Zheng mobilized the liquid consciousness to surround the resentful spirit that was led away, and repeated the same trick , gradually consuming the power of the resentful spirits, while the other two resentful spirits devoured Wu Zheng's consciousness and used magic to attack Wu Zheng's sea of ​​consciousness. The sea of ​​consciousness that had just stabilized was turned upside down by the two resentful spirits.

For a while, Wu Zheng had no time to defend his sea of ​​consciousness, so he could only let the resentful spirits destroy his sea of ​​consciousness.

The destructive power of the two resentful spirits was so strong that it was beyond the imagination of ordinary cultivators. If Wu Zheng's consciousness was not stronger than that of ordinary great cultivators at this time, he would have been controlled by the resentful spirits long ago!

At this time, what Wu Zheng lacked most was time. Most of his consciousness was used to suppress the other two resentful spirits, and only a small part of his consciousness was used to fight against the other resentful spirit.

Wu Zheng's face was sweating profusely, and he was pale without a trace of blood!

Dugu Yan on the side was worried, but there was nothing he could do. At this time, no one could help Wu Zheng, and he could only rely on himself.