Seeking the Way of Immortality

"Amitabha! Donor Liu, Donor Dugu."

"You stinky monk, you're hiding here." Dugu Aojian said angrily.

Liu Suifeng's expression changed: "Hehe, monk Wujie, I heard that you have gained a lot this time!"

Before he finished speaking, his arm was already on Wujie's shoulder, with a smirk on his face.

"Damn it, this young master actually missed this trip to the secret realm."

"No, this lady doesn't agree, you have to compensate."

"Hehe, Brother Suifeng, do I want it?" Luo Feina said with a sweet smile.

"Uh, I don't know anything." Liu Suifeng had a headache.

"Hey, Brother Aojian, what do you think of me?" Chu Xue said softly while holding Dugu Aojian's arm.

"Ah! I'm going crazy! Two elder sisters, please forgive me!"

Everyone laughed, and the simple teasing ended here. Several young men and women had changed their hippie smiles and looked at the battlefield with a cautious expression.

Yes, the nine of them, seven men and two women, are the descendants of the three immortals, three elders and three invincibles. The nine of them have known each other since childhood and are very familiar with each other. They often make some harmless jokes. From this, it can be seen that the relationship between the three immortals, three elders and three invincibles is not as outsiders hear and see, but close, not only them, but also their descendants.

On the battlefield, things change rapidly. At this time, Wu Zheng's speed is full, and countless disciples of the Sword Sect and other sects were killed and injured at once. Wherever Wu Zheng passed, people and horses were thrown to the ground. Even the Treasure Pavilion, which was full of late-stage great monks, was no exception. There was no way. At this time, Wu Zheng's speed was so fast that they had no time to attack and had lost Wu Zheng's trace.

Especially the demons, the demons at the level of demon commanders were okay, but the demons at the level of demon generals were miserable! Fortunately, their bodies were strong, and they did not suffer much damage for a while, but they fell to the ground one by one, with a helpless look on their faces.

"Little beast, I will kill you." Cheng Wu roared.

"You beast! How can you do this?"

"If you have the guts, don't run."

"Tsk, I won't run away and let you chop me! Do you think I'm as stupid as you?"

"Are you still a man? I want to fight you fair and square."

"Shame on you, a late Nascent Soul cultivator, to fight me, a mere Golden Core Peak cultivator, fairly. You've practiced cultivation and your brain is full of shit!"

Although Wu Zheng said he didn't care, in fact, he was using the moment of dodging to recover his true energy. Just a moment ago, his ultimate moves were used repeatedly, and more than one-third of his true energy had been consumed. If he hadn't already had a glimpse of the endless life, his true energy in his body would have been strong and he would definitely not have been able to hold on until now.

"Boy, the game is over!" Wu He said coldly.

Before Wu He finished speaking, Wu Zheng instinctively felt the danger. The wings behind him trembled, and he moved slowly, even slower than the average cultivator's escape speed.

"Hehe, good job, space confinement." Niu Sheng grinned and laughed.

"Go away, it has nothing to do with you."

"Tsk, how can it have nothing to do with you! Are you talking about Blue Demon?" Niu Sheng smiled strangely at Blue Demon who had appeared beside Wu Zheng at some point.

Blue Demon understood, and his burly body suddenly rose up, and the mace hit Wu Zheng's back head like a small mountain.

Without time to dodge, Wu Zheng instinctively backhanded the Red Flame Immortal Sword.

'Bang! '

'Puff! '

Wu Zheng was directly blown away, and he was still in the air, and he couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood, gushing out.

"Little bastard, go to hell! Flying bird turns to phoenix!" Xue Yi, a late-stage great monk from Songyuan in the Snow Region, suddenly used a big move to sneak attack.

Wu Zheng's whole body was full of true energy flashing, and the broken 'Black Gold Magic Armor' shone again. In an instant, the fire attribute true energy was instantly transformed into dark attribute true energy.

'Crack! ’

The crisp sound of metal cracking rang out, and the black gold magic armor finally completed its last mission and turned into ashes. Wu Zheng's clothes were all torn, and his strong muscles were exposed to the sun. As strong as he was, his whole body was covered with scars.

"Old man, a great monk actually attacked by surprise." Wu Zheng stood up in embarrassment and said word by word.

"A surprise attack, it is your honor to be attacked by me." Xue Yi sneered.

Wu Zheng laughed bitterly, and talking to them was completely talking to a cow: "I say it again, do you really not want to let me go?"

The voice was cold, without any emotion, his eyes flashed with a cold light that shocked the soul, and a touch of domineering appeared again on his broken body.

"It's bad! Is Wu Zheng going to trigger the Jindan period thunder tribulation and advance to the Yuanying stage at this time?" Xu Tian said worriedly, and everyone looked solemn and dared not to play anymore.

"What? He's already injured like this, it's probably hard for him to survive the Nascent Soul Stage Thunder Tribulation!" Luo Feina showed a rare sadness.

"Last time he survived the Nine-fold Thunder Tribulation, this time, could it be?"

"Oh no! I was wondering why Wu Zheng kept asking, so that's it."

"He's going to annihilate both the human and demon races!"

Yan Tong's eyes flashed with a hint of luck, and he looked at Wu Zheng: "Fortunately, my Kunlun didn't make a move!"

Yi Qingxian's expression moved slightly, and her eyes looked at Wu Zheng, with a hint of understanding flashing in her beautiful eyes.

On the other side, Bi Xuanyu looked like he had eaten shit, his face was ugly, since Wu Zheng appeared in Dingzhou, he, Bi Xuanyu, had never had a good life, this time not only kicked the iron plate, but Wu Zheng was so far away that he still had the energy to threaten the human and demon races.

Based on this alone, he, Bi Xuanyu, is not as good as him!

Liaoyuan sat with his hands clasped together, his eyes flickering, and I don’t know what he was thinking.

The cultivators of the human and demon races who besieged Wu Zheng seemed to have discovered Wu Zheng’s abnormality, and knew that he might take this opportunity to trigger the thunder tribulation and annihilate everyone.

Wu He sneered and said: "Wu Zheng, you are already at the end of your strength. Even if you have a strong true essence, there is not much left at this moment!"

"Yes, I want to see how you turn the world upside down." Cheng Wu said with a bit of a fierce look.

Yu Deshui frowned, thought for a moment and said: "Refine the nine spiritual beads, it seems that you no longer have the aura of the spiritual beads!"

The blue demon's expression moved: "Wu Zheng, after all, is a comrade-in-arms who once fought side by side. It's not too late for you to join my demon clan now."

Wu Zheng looked cold and looked at the two races of humans and demons around him: "Since you don't believe it, then, wait and see!"

Before he finished speaking, the aura around Wu Zheng soared into the sky. At this moment, Wu Zheng did not suppress anything. The nine golden pills were spinning. The distant sky seemed to sense Wu Zheng's aura. For a while, dark clouds covered the sky, lightning and thunder.

As soon as the thunder tribulation appeared, it was like the end of the world. The area within a thousand miles was filled with dark clouds. The dark clouds were as deep as water, so thick that they seemed to drip water. The lightning danced like a silver snake, full of purple, the wind blew, sand and stones flew, and the dark clouds were faintly shining with blood, like a sea of ​​blood.

All the cultivators from both the human and demon races changed color, and for a moment they looked at Wu Zheng as if he were a monster. They all turned into lights and fled away from Wu Zheng, not daring to get any closer, for fear that the thunder calamity would fall on their heads.