Seeking the Way of Immortality

Just when everyone was getting impatient, suddenly, the blood-colored light column shone brightly. This time, the light was ten or a hundred times stronger than the last time. The blood light illuminated the entire palace. For a moment, everyone thought that there were bigger and more treasures flying out. Thirty-six blood lights suddenly burst out from the inconspicuous area around the edge of the palace, echoing the blood light in the central area.

The thirty-six blood lights formed a sky-high umbrella rib with the blood-colored light column in the center as the center. The ribs were intertwined, and the middle was woven into a blood-colored spider web.

Just when everyone was surprised, the blood-colored umbrella suddenly rotated. At first, it didn't feel anything. As the umbrella rotated faster and faster, countless cultivators were directly unstable and were blown to the ground by the huge blood.

"No, there is something wrong with this umbrella rib." Shui Muyang was the first to react and shouted loudly.

"Master, save me!"

A young female cultivator was directly unstable and flew into the sky by the blood, shouting for help.

"Yan'er, hold on to me, the rotating force of this umbrella bone can absorb the blood and qi of the cultivators." Wu Zheng shouted.

Dugu Yan looked cautious and held Wu Zheng tightly. At this time, Wu Zheng looked solemn, his feet were rooted in the ground, as steady as Mount Tai, the nine golden elixirs in his body rotated rapidly, the whole deep true essence surged, and the purple aurora shield penetrated his body. This time he not only used the power of thick earth, but also used the ice state of mind.

The purple aurora shield rotated at high speed to resist the strong wind driven by the rotation of the big umbrella.

Over there, Xie Meng held a huge black banner in his hand tightly to protect himself, barely resisting the strong wind. On the other side, Shui Muyang sat cross-legged on the ground by some unknown method, without any breath emanating from his body, and was not blown away by the strong wind for a while. Feixue inserted the broken sword into the ground, holding the hilt tightly with both hands, with a cautious expression, and another long sword in his body sang a clear sword chant, rotating above his head to resist the strong wind.

Liu Suifeng made a hand gesture, and a rapidly rotating wind curtain formed by the artistic conception of wind was formed outside his body, surrounding him tightly.

Countless monks were blown into the sky by the strong wind, and some monks even bleed, faintly unable to control their own blood.

A group of Buddhist monks sat together, chanting scriptures, and a yellow light shield firmly fixed them, and the strong wind could not blow them at all.

Li Fei and Wang Jiuming, one sword and one knife, suddenly became larger, forming a light curtain composed of sword and knife energy, protecting the monks of the two sects behind them.

Other monks also used their own methods to control their bodies, and some even used escape techniques directly to escape into the hard stone slabs.

The blood-colored umbrella rotated faster and faster, and faintly wanted to leave the ground and fly into the sky, but the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and there was no sign of stopping.

‘Ah! ’

With a scream, a Jindan-stage cultivator finally couldn't control the blood in his body. The blood in his body gushed out, and the blood spread throughout the sky, and then was absorbed by the rapidly rotating umbrella. After absorbing the cultivator's blood, the blood-colored umbrella seemed to have been injected with chicken blood and accelerated again.

The screams continued to sound, and the screams shook people's hearts. It was not until then that they realized that this Five Elements Jedi was a scam. The magic weapon that flew out was to fix them firmly here and then catch them all.

However, regret was useless at this time. Being able to get out was the most important thing at the moment!

The rotation of the blood-colored umbrella had already exhausted them. At this time, countless resentful souls and resentful spirits suddenly shot out from the central blood-colored umbrella ribs, looking for the cultivator.

The rotating blood-colored umbrella plus the resentful spirits were undoubtedly like adding wings to a tiger, and for the cultivator, it was no different from adding insult to injury.

Shui Muyang was the first to come to his senses and shouted loudly: "Join hands to fight the enemy."

After speaking, he took the lead and shot at a blood-colored umbrella bone. After Li Fei and others gave instructions to the disciples behind them, their whole body aura burst out, holding magic swords, and each shot at the umbrella bone.

With the old monsters taking the lead, all the monks gathered together and slaughtered the resentful spirits and souls.

Wu Zheng was no exception. His left hand was around Dugu Yan's waist, and the wings of wind were instantly spread out. The wind dodged to the extreme to resist the strong wind. He held the sword in his right hand and merged with Dugu Yan's double swords to slaughter the resentful spirits and souls. He also used his mind to use two things, and operated the soul-eating technique. The spell blessed by the ice state of mind was extremely lethal to the resentful spirits. Therefore, after the resentful spirit was seriously injured, Wu Zheng instantly put the resentful spirit into the sea of ​​consciousness and suppressed it directly.

There was no time to refine, no time to cover up, Wu Zheng killed people everywhere, how could he care about others discovering his trump card? Besides, everyone was busy with their own affairs at this time, so how could they care about others?

The speed of the big umbrella was so fast that the ribs rotated with the big umbrella. It was difficult for the old monsters to keep up, not to mention breaking the ribs. But this was a critical moment, and one careless would lead to death. Who cares about these? The old monsters were all fighting for their lives at this time.

Almost all of the thirty-six side ribs were dealt with by cultivators with the cultivation base of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul or above, leaving only the huge rib in the middle.

Wu Zheng knew that if they didn't break the rib in the middle, they would have no chance, but no matter how powerful they were, they couldn't get close to the central rib. They couldn't, but Wu Zheng could!

"Yan'er, you go into the Hun Tian Ding first, and I will give you the control of the Hun Tian Ding. If I die, you can escape on your own."

"Wu Zheng, don't."

"Yan'er, we have no chance! This is the only chance."

Dugu Yan's eyes were filled with tears, and she held Wu Zheng's hands tightly, unwilling to let go.

"Yan'er, I have no regrets in having you accompany me in this life!"

"Wu Zheng, I won't let you. I don't want you to take risks."

Wu Zheng closed his eyes painfully. He had too many things to give up, too many concerns. He hadn't stepped on the peak yet, and he hadn't asked what the Tao was yet?

He had to do it, because no one could get close to the central ribs. Either he died and could give others a chance to live, or everyone died together, which was meaningless.

Many old monsters had stopped, because the bloody umbrella was spinning too fast, and they couldn't catch up at all! What's the point of breaking it? They all heard the conversation between Wu Zheng and Dugu Yan. As for what Wu Zheng was going to do, they didn't know. They only knew that Wu Zheng was going to do something for the sake of righteousness! Just based on this point, they were ashamed of themselves!

"Wu Zheng, I don't know what you are going to do, but you can rest assured about Dugu Yan's safety. Anyone who dares to touch her will step over my body." Shui Muyang said loudly.

"I'm going to break the central umbrella bone."

"Do you have a way?" Xie Meng said in surprise.

"I have a style of 'Dragon Tail Swinging', which can increase the attack power through high-speed rotation. With my current strength, I am 50% sure!" Wu Zheng said after a moment of silence.

"Are you serious?" Wang Jiuming asked.

"Why do you want to do this?" Li Fei was puzzled. Wu Zheng had no need to sacrifice for their lives.

Wu Zheng looked at Dugu Yan affectionately and grabbed her head with both hands: "I want her to live well!"

Wu Zheng then said: "Rather than me dying, I will give you a glimmer of hope, but I want you to promise that you will not hurt Yan'er in your lifetime. Can you do it?"

The monks continued to fight against the strong wind and the fighting with the resentful spirits. Only a few old monsters stood beside Wu Zheng, watching the monks falling one by one around them. For the first time, they were silent because of Wu Zheng's words!

They asked themselves, they can't do it! Even if they have the ability, they can't sacrifice themselves for justice. The longer they practice, the lonelier they become, the more afraid they are of death, and the more selfish they become!

Today, Wu Zheng gave them a new understanding of practice.

"No, I don't need it. Life and death, I am with you. Otherwise, I will die in front of you immediately." Dugu Yan stopped crying, her eyes bright, and said to Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng didn't say anything, but laughed loudly, and his laughter shook the whole universe!