Seeking the Way of Immortality

Over there, whether it was Mo Lingyun or Nan Xueshan, they all looked shocked at this time, including Wu Zhiming who had already surrendered, and Huang Yu who was in perfect harmony with Wu Zheng. Two late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators could not survive a single move in his hands. He was just playing around in such a long battle.

Soul attack has always been a martial art that cultivators dream of. Unexpectedly, Wu Zheng actually had it, and his consciousness was so strong that he could resist the existence of two late-stage great cultivators at the same time.

The cultivators who had just besieged Wu Zheng were all pale at this time, and some cultivators had even begun to retreat, fearing that the man would suddenly attack them.

"Haha, Taoist friend Wu Zheng, everything just now was a misunderstanding. It was the city lord who didn't take good care of me. Please don't blame me!" Mo Lingyun bit the bullet and flew up.

Wu Zheng waved his hand, and the sea of ​​fire turned into a palm-sized fire dragon, flashed into his body, and merged with the Purple Sun True Flame.

The reason why the Fire Dragon is so powerful is because of the existence of the Heaven-level Earth Fire like the Purple Sun True Flame.

The Heaven-level Earth Fire can already be on par with the late Nascent Soul cultivators, not to mention the added layer of Wu Zheng's magical skills. The reason why he was able to win was just because he was caught off guard. If Huang Bingsheng and the others knew that he had the soul attack secret technique, they would definitely not be so careless. It would be difficult for Wu Zheng to win!

"Misunderstanding? I also hope it is a misunderstanding, but there is a price for me to take action. What do you think? City Lord Mo." Wu Zheng smiled lightly and looked at Mo Lingyun.

Mo Lingyun smiled awkwardly and said, "Haha, this is easy to say. As long as fellow Taoist Wu Zheng can reveal this matter, then this city lord will naturally cooperate with him."

"Well, for the cultivators who just participated in the siege of us, we can choose the storage rings." Wu Zheng looked at Mo Lingyun with burning eyes.

Mo Lingyun's expression changed, and he swallowed his saliva and said, "Fellow Daoist Wu Zheng, this is not a good idea! After all, many cultivators in my Mo City have also died just now!"

"Hahaha, Lord Mo, do you think that Wu is easy to bully? Who are the dead? They are just minor Jindan cultivators!"

Wu Zheng's eyes were stern, and Wu Zhiming and Huang Yu appeared on Wu Zheng's left and right, with their magic weapons humming, ready to attack at any time.

"Tsk, I won't play with you anymore."

A cultivator whispered and flew away with the escape light.

The Red Flame Immortal Sword in Wu Zheng's hand turned and turned into a stream of light, as fast as a startled wild goose, directly crossing a distance of hundreds of meters, piercing the man's head, and instantly destroying his soul.

'Hiss! '

The sound of sucking in the air kept coming, and a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul was killed by someone with a wave of his hand, and this person was also a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. What does this mean?

The cultivators who had originally seen the cultivator driving the escape light and were also preparing to escape all put aside their thoughts and stood aside honestly without daring to step forward.

"Daoyou, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? I won't repeat what I said a second time."

"Hehe, little brother is indeed a dragon among men. This is my sister's storage ring. Take a look and see if there is anything you need?" A female cultivator in red swayed her graceful figure and walked towards Wu Zheng until she was more than one meter away from Wu Zheng.

A pungent fragrance made Wu Zheng frown, but Wu Zheng still took out the storage ring and probed into it with his spiritual consciousness.

"Humph." After a while, Wu Zheng snorted coldly and threw the storage ring to the female cultivator in red, but his face was ugly. He only took out a few rare minerals and medicinal materials.

"Hehe, little brother, it's not that I won't give it to you, it's just that the storage rings are filled with girls' stuff, otherwise, what do you think of me?"

"Ahem, fellow Daoist, please respect yourself." Wu Zheng said awkwardly, his face flushed for a moment, the storage ring of the red-clothed female cultivator was really unbearable to look at, it was full of women's underwear, red bellybands and the like, some of which were quite revealing clothes, and even worse, there were even some thin, transparent clothes inside, which really made him sweat profusely.

"Hehehehehehehe!"

The red-clothed female cultivator laughed and left, but she didn't even look back, as if the things Wu Zheng took from her storage ring were not hers.

With the red-clothed female cultivator taking the lead, the remaining cultivators also became honest, after all, the red-clothed female cultivator just now was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, with their cultivation, what was there to be proud of!

Wu Zheng no longer dared to easily take other people's storage rings, but ordered Wu Zhiming to take the spiritual plants and minerals in the rings. Of course, some rare things could not be missed.

After a while, only Dongsheng Juling Pavilion and Mo Lingyun were left in the field.

"What? Daoyou are not happy?" Wu Zheng looked at Yuan Sheng and Huang Bingsheng with a calm face.

Mo Lingyun frowned and felt irritated. He thought that the people in Dongsheng Juling Pavilion were really ungrateful and took him seriously!

Huang Bingsheng snorted coldly and handed over the storage ring with Yuansheng without distinction.

Wu Zhiming was overjoyed. As the backbone of Dongsheng Juling Pavilion, the two of them had rich things in their storage rings.

The spiritual materials collected in Yuansheng's own storage ring alone were as big as a small mountain, almost one-tenth of the hundreds of people in front, and Huang Bingsheng's storage ring was not much less.

The smile on Wu Zhiming's face made the two of them feel painful, and Nan Xueshan on the side was also very happy.

Only Mo Lingyun frowned, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Haha, this matter is over, thank you all for seeing me off." Wu Zheng said to everyone with a fist.

After speaking, he flashed and flew away to Biwen Sect with Huang Yu and Wu Zhiming.

"Humph, if I see him again next time, I will definitely skin him alive!" Huang Bingsheng snorted coldly, but he didn't even look at Mo Lingyun, and flew directly to Mocheng.

Yuan Sheng looked ugly, and said to Mo Lingyun with a fist: "Today's matter is thanks to Lord Mo's rescue, and he will definitely repay me."

After speaking, he also flew away.

"Hahaha, I'm afraid that Mo Daoyou will not be appreciated today!" Nan Xueshan said with a smile.

"Humph, Huang Bingsheng really doesn't know what's good for him. I didn't hesitate to lose face to mediate, but this person dared to look at me. I think it's time for Dongsheng Juling Pavilion to end in Mocheng." Mo Lingyun said coldly.

"Haha, City Lord, calm down. Huang Bingsheng is not from Mo City after all, but Yuan Sheng's attitude is still good. There is no need to abandon a business alliance for one person, and it will offend Dongsheng Juling Pavilion for nothing. Although the City Lord is not afraid, it is unnecessary to have one more enemy." Nan Xueshan said with a smile.

Mo Lingyun was stunned. He didn't expect such words to come from Nan Xueshan's mouth. He understood the reason behind it. What he said just now was just angry words. After thinking about it for a moment, he understood the meaning of Nan Xueshan's words. He thought that the people of the business alliance were still quick-witted!