Seeking the Way of Immortality

Wu Zheng frowned, thinking that this man was too arrogant! The combined attack of these eight people and one demon was no less powerful than the full-strength attack of an ordinary Divine Transformation cultivator, but this man didn't care at all. It was really incredible.

Not only Wu Zheng thought so, but the others thought so too.

However, when the dust settled, everyone found that the figure was still there, but there was really no damage at all.

Yan Daohong swallowed his saliva, looked at everyone, and found that they were also dazed, so he said: "I understand! He is a divine consciousness, and our attacks can't get close to him at all. Only attacking with divine consciousness is the right way."

Yan Daohong's voice just fell, and the old man opposite him changed his expression.

"Humph, as expected, old man, let's see what you can do now." Dugu Aojian said with a smile.

The old man forced a sneer and said: "Humph, you have to win first."

Immediately, the old man's divine consciousness surged out and attacked the divine consciousness of everyone.

"Not good!" Yi Qingxian exclaimed and shouted loudly.

Wu Zheng smiled coldly, and thunder flashed in his sea of ​​consciousness, annihilating all the attacking spiritual power, and whispered: "Soul-breaking Chant!"

The lightning flashed above the spiritual power and turned into a ripple, and flew towards the spiritual shadow through the air.

Liaoyuan made a flower-picking gesture: "Amitabha! All dharmas are invulnerable."

As his voice fell, a bright yellow light appeared on his body, surrounding his body.

Yan Daohong pinched the seal in his hand and shouted softly: "Suzaku-burn!"

The martial arts of dual attack of the body and soul reappeared, and it was several points stronger than when it attacked Wu Zheng that day. Genius is genius, and he is improving every moment.

Yi Qingxian's exclamation fell, but her hands reacted quickly. She let out a light shout, and a cold voice rang out: "Sword Art - Flowing Clouds!"

As her voice fell, a strong ice-attributed sword intent swept away. This generation of Xuanbing Palace's genius who had never made a move before surprised everyone with his first move.

Lan Mo chuckled. He didn't see any movement. Suddenly, a black force emerged from his body, covering his whole body. The divine thought ripples could not enter his body at all. He shouted: "No matter how many magics you have, I can break them with just one punch."

The fist shadow turned into a black dragon, like a blow that broke the sky, crossing countless voids, roaring at the divine thought phantom.

Dugu Aojian looked at everyone coldly, his expression solemn. He had put away the Purple Lightning Sword in his hand at some point, and whispered: "Yuan Shield - No Injury."

Bai Kongling looked indifferent, neither sad nor happy, like an old monk sitting still. A sense of emptiness emanated from her body, and that emptiness quickly dissolved the old man's spiritual power, just like the summer sun meeting the winter snow.

As everyone used their magical powers, Bi Xuanyu was naturally unwilling to fall behind. He held the sword in his left hand, pinched the seal with his right hand, and whispered: "Sword Seal - Destroy the Soul!"

The Qingsuo Sword flashed with cold light, and a monstrous sword shadow appeared above Bi Xuanyu's head. As soon as the sword shadow appeared, it slashed at the spiritual power with an invincible trend.

Liu Suifeng stood still, changing his previous unruly and unrestrained manner, and whispered: "Wind - Destroy the Demon!"

He pinched the seal in his hand, and countless wind-attributed Yuan Qi gathered. As the seal in his hand changed, it turned into various shapes, and then dissipated into the air, mysterious and unusual.

Nine consecutive powerful spiritual attacks were too much for even the peak-level divine consciousness to bear. His body swayed and became weak. The figure that was once clearly visible became as elusive as smoke.

"Everyone, he's almost dead!"

Dugu Aojian shouted softly and took the lead.

Everyone was not stupid. When they saw the situation of the divine consciousness, they immediately stopped hesitating and attacked one after another. For a moment, the light shone everywhere, annihilating the divine consciousness phantom.

After a while, the light was annihilated, but the phantom was weaker, but there was nothing abnormal.

"Humph, if you want to kill me, then annihilate together!" The voice of the phantom came from afar, and a unique breath of divine consciousness annihilation filled the air.

'Boom! '

Surprisingly, there was an explosion.

The crisis from the divine consciousness forced everyone to be vigilant. After all, the self-explosion of a peak-level divine consciousness is so powerful that it is not difficult to imagine.

Wu Zheng's expression changed, and the purple aurora shield appeared instantly. In the sea of ​​consciousness, lightning lingered, forming one defense after another. In addition, the liquid consciousness roared and rolled, forming a wall of air waves.

Not only Wu Zheng, but the other people also looked solemn. Various magic weapons emerged one after another. The most peculiar one was the blue demon. He did not retreat but advanced, and his fist shadows were heavy, forming a fist shadow wall in front of his body. The wall was flashing with dark light.

Not only that, the blue demon also took out a black shield. The shield swelled in the wind. In just a blink of an eye, it was more than one person tall, and the blue demon was tightly defended.

The other people did not dare to take out the shield, but waited for the explosion to end so that they could seize the treasure as soon as possible.

It's strange that no matter how big the fluctuations of the battle were, the jade slips, beads, and books were not damaged at all, and they were still floating in the air.

At the same time, the same thing was happening in several other mustard seed spaces.

The sound of "boom boom" was endless, just like the creation of the world, but with the cultivation of these eight people and one demon, they could naturally hear the muffled groaning sound in the boom.

It's just that the sound is hidden, and it's hard to tell who it is!

After the boom, Wu Zheng's figure was like lightning, shooting towards the three things. He was fast, but there were people who were faster than him.

The Blue Devil didn't know why he was so crazy. Suddenly his fist shadow flashed and he shot out eight fist shadows, aiming at eight people respectively. And with the rebound force of the fist shadow, his figure was like a human-shaped cannonball, directed towards Yu. Leave simply.

"Hmph, I don't know whether to live or die!" Wu Zheng snorted coldly, and his golden sword fingers condensed to the thickness of a child's arm, and he shot at the Blue Devil.

Dugu Aojian's heart moved: "Everyone, I think it's better to join forces to kill the demon first."

"Humph, that's right. Evil heretics should be punished by everyone." Even though Bai Kongling remained silent, it didn't mean that she could tolerate the demons' arrogance.

The people here are all the geniuses of the human race, and they still know the overall situation. After Dugu Aojian proposed, everyone pointed their fingers at the Blue Devil.

Blue Devil sneered: "Hmph, you are just a human kid, you really don't know how to live or die. Today, I will kill you first."

Yi Qingxian sneered and scolded: "Are all demon monks as shameless as you?"

Before the voice could finish, Qingshuang, the magic weapon in his hand, the cold sword, directly slashed out a sword energy and killed the Blue Devil from a distance.

Wu Zheng used his ultimate move. The Water and Fire Spiritual Dragon suddenly appeared, turning into a hundred-foot-long giant dragon and killing the Blue Devil.

Unexpectedly, the Blue Devil was not only unafraid, but also took the initiative to attack. The mace in his hand turned into a sea bowl thickness and smashed it on the dragon's head. Yi Qingxian's sword energy was directly ignored by him, and the sword energy shot on his body, splashing A spark from the starting point.