Seeking the Way of Immortality

After Zhu Zichen stepped down, Wu Zheng sat cross-legged and practiced, holding two high-quality spirit stones in his left and right hands respectively. At the same time, the vitality of heaven and earth around him surged, and the spiritual energy surged towards him like a rolling tide.

In the previous battle, he consumed nearly 40% of his true essence, especially the last "Gun Destroys the Sky".

After two battles, he gained a lot, but the consumption was also huge.

The blood at the corner of his mouth and the messy clothes all proved that he consumed a lot, but no one knew how much Wu Zheng really consumed. However, looking at Wu Zheng's current appearance, it is estimated that his strength can no longer be exerted much.

His true essence is thick, far beyond that of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators. Even a figure like Zhu Zichen cannot compare with him in the thickness of his true essence.

But Wu Zheng has his own disadvantages. He has not advanced to the Nascent Soul stage. Many of his methods are limited to the Golden Core stage, and he cannot exert the power of spells at all. Some of the perceptions of the Nascent Soul stage, such as the understanding of the vitality of heaven and earth, are far inferior to those of Nascent Soul cultivators.

The reason why Wu Zheng was able to win was because of the magic of his skills, the strength of his body, the power of his consciousness, and the advantages of his magic weapon.

In addition, his true essence was strong.

Wu Zheng wanted to recover, but there were always people who were unwilling to do so, and there were always people who wanted to take advantage of this loophole.

"Yan Daohong from Yanzhou Huoyan Mountain, a cub of the 'Nine Suns Divine Tiger' in exchange for the 'Great Nirvana Technique', are you willing to fight?" Yan Daohong's voice came from afar.

"It's really shameless. You didn't go up just now, but you saw that he was injured and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity. It's really shameless." The female cultivator of the Moon Palace said disdainfully.

"Yes, this man looks handsome and unrestrained, but I didn't expect that he is so despicable in his bones." Another female cultivator said.

The voices of the two were not concealed, so the cultivators around them all heard the conversation between the two, and for a time, the faces of all the cultivators in Yanzhou were burned red.

Countless cultivators discussed Yan Daohong's behavior, but no one came out to stop him. Wu Xuan'an and others did not receive Wu Zheng's message, and they did not know what their boss's plan was, so they did not dare to speak casually.

The people of Qingyang Sect looked at Wu Zheng anxiously, not knowing what to do.

Fortunately, Xie Rubing discovered it in time and whispered something to the people of Qingyang Sect, and then the people of Qingyang Sect were relieved.

Several older cultivators crossed their arms and looked at Wu Zheng, who was sitting cross-legged, with a serious look, as if they had noticed something.

King Kong and Xiaoyue stood aside, not caring about what everyone said. They had personally experienced Wu Zheng's abnormality and had a deep understanding of Wu Zheng's true combat power. They knew exactly what Wu Zheng was planning.

"Friend Wu Zheng, can we fight?" Mo Wentian said with a smile.

Wu Zheng stood up: "Fight!"

Yan Daohong heard the words and flew onto the stage.

"Wu Zheng, your legend is over!" Yan Daohong said with a smile.

Wu Zheng smiled calmly: "Yan Daohong, you are not afraid of the strong wind blowing your tongue off."

"Whether it is bragging or not, we will talk about it after the battle." Yan Daohong said indifferently.

Wu Zheng did not respond, swung his spear, and shot towards Yan Daohong like lightning.

"Well, it seems that you are still limited to ordinary moves, but these are useless to me." Yan Daohong said disdainfully.

He pinched the seal in his hand, and a four-sided seal composed of flames suddenly appeared in front of Wu Zheng, bursting and directly interrupting Wu Zheng's figure.

Wu Zheng was stunned, and his originally pale face looked even paler.

"How is it? My moves are okay!"

"Humph, just use any moves you have." Wu Zheng said with a sneer.

Yan Daohong was not angry: "Next, I will show you how powerful the sect cultivators are, and the style of my Yanzhou cultivators."

As soon as the words fell, the seal in Yan Daohong's hand changed again, and dozens of seals of the same size as before flashed again and appeared around Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng thought it was not good, and before he could make any move, the seal exploded directly, and the scorching air wave directly shook him away.

"I didn't expect that Yan Daohong's 'Four Directions Seal' had been cultivated to such a level, Wu Zheng is in danger!" The cultivators below discussed carefully.

"What's this! His 'Vermillion Bird Seal' has not been used yet!" Another cultivator said with a smile, seeming to be looking forward to seeing Wu Zheng's embarrassment.

Wu Zheng knew that he had to change, and the wind flashed, and the wings behind him loomed, and the speed reached the peak directly. Wu Zheng's figure could no longer be seen on the ring, leaving Yan Daohong standing alone on the ring.

"Hmph, do you think I have no way out of this?"

"Purgatory, rise!" As Yan Daohong finished speaking, the entire ring turned into a sea of ​​fire, with bright yellow flames everywhere.

Wu Zheng's body movements did not stop, and the purple spear had been retracted into his body.

His aura changed, and Wu Zheng looked colder. For a moment, the temperature on the entire ring suddenly dropped sharply, and even the burning flames could not increase it by a bit.

It seemed like heavy snow fell in June, with bright yellow flames burning and white snowflakes falling, forming a strange scene.

"What? It's actually the realm of ice!" Everyone was in an uproar.

"So far, this person has used nine attributes." An elderly cultivator said cautiously.

"The Nine-Turn Reincarnation Art should not be underestimated!" Another person said with a sigh.

"No wonder this man hasn't advanced to the Nascent Soul stage yet. It's not that he doesn't want to, but the limited vitality of heaven and earth can't make him advance!" said the young cultivator.

Yi Qingxian's beautiful eyes turned, and she was shocked. She didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary man could actually cultivate ice attribute power to such a level.

Wu Zheng brought her such a big shock!

Even at this moment, no one dared to say that they could defeat Wu Zheng. The cultivator who thought Yan Daohong was taking advantage of him just now realized how correct Yan Daohong's decision was. If he waited until Wu Zheng recovered to the peak level, he probably couldn't force out the real means of this man in the end.

"Wu Zheng, I underestimated you, but this is just the beginning." Yan Daohong said with narrowed eyes.

'Li'.

A crisp bird cry sounded, and a palm-sized bird with a fiery red body walked out of the flames. As soon as the fiery red bird appeared, the temperature suddenly increased.

Wu Zheng's expression changed. It seems that this is the 'Suzaku', one of the four legendary sacred beasts!

The falling snowflakes changed, and countless rotating snowflakes turned into murderous blades, combining two by two, and then combining again, and one by one, the ice blades flashing with cold light shot towards the fiery red bird.

‘Ice Rotation Slash’ was fully launched at this moment.

The fiery red bird couldn’t help but cry, and countless flames turned into countless palm-sized fiery red birds, which collided with the black ice slash.

The ice blades with cold light collided with the fiery red bird, turning into gorgeous fireworks, and the whole arena was filled with misty water vapor.

The flames and snowflakes formed a beautiful scenery that was rarely seen in the world. Yan Daohong and Wu Zheng seemed to be tourists wandering in this strange scenery, and there was no trace of disharmony.

But everyone knows that this is the calm before dawn, and the outbreak is only in front of us.

"Vermillion Bird Seal - Thousands of Birds Singing!"

As Yan Daohong's voice fell, a strange force spread, and the entire arena seemed to have turned into a world of birds. Countless birds chirped continuously, and fiery red birds spread their wings and flew.

"Ice Realm - Freeze!"

Wu Zheng's consciousness surged out instantly, and the whole world seemed to have turned transparent in an instant. Countless snowflakes were frozen in the air, forming a transparent world, and the dancing flames were frozen at this moment.

Countless fiery red birds spread their wings but could not fly, and were frozen in the world of ice like ice sculptures.

Long ago, after Wu Zheng comprehended the ice realm, he could use this move, but this move consumed too much energy, so he never used it easily. This time, Yan Daohong's spell was too powerful, so he had to use it forcefully.