The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

Under Leng Bingqing's shocked eyes, a man covered in blood and with rolled flesh stood in front of her.

Although she was as tall as him, at this moment, she felt that this man was extremely majestic.

Looking at the huge sword that was chopped down, Zhan Nianchuan looked solemn.

He knew the terrifying power of this kind of talisman because he had one on his body.

A mid-grade Xuan-level metallic attack talisman, it’s also a swordsmanship!

The power far exceeds that of ordinary Xuan-level talismans.

With a wave of his hand, hundreds of low-level defensive talismans flew up, forming a thick wall of light in front of the two of them.

"boom!"

The giant sword holding up the sky was like cutting tofu, piercing directly through the hundreds of defensive talismans.

Leng Bingqingyu clenched her hands tightly, her nails sinking deeply into her flesh.

Under her nervous gaze, a mutilated bronze medal, a turtle shell, and a small shield flashing with powerful spiritual power flew up, completely protecting her and Zhan Nianchuan.

"A low-grade defensive weapon of the Xuan level!"

Leng Bingqing exclaimed in surprise, this Zhan Nianchuan actually had so many powerful items, and the mysterious magic weapon actually appeared in the hands of a small third-level Qi Condensation disciple.

It's just magical.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The bronze magic weapon was shattered, the turtle shell magic weapon was pierced, and even the blue water shield was pierced by the sword light!

At this time, the size of the giant sword has shrunk to less than 30% of its original size, but it still stabs Zhan Nianchuan directly with an amazingly sharp sword energy.

Leng Bingqing takes one step forward to activate the talisman.

She knew that even so, the power was not something she and Zhan Nianchuan could resist.

At this time, Zhan Nianchuan had exhausted all his backup options. Although his body was extremely strong, he could never withstand this shocking sword.

At this moment, a strong arm dragged her behind her waist, and Zhan Nianchuan's slightly dissatisfied voice sounded.

"I told you to come."

At this time, Leng Bingqing was ashamed and annoyed. She just wanted to kill the pervert Zhan Nianchuan with one sword, but she was worried about Zhan Nianchuan's safety, so she could only look at the giant sword intently and hold the talisman tightly in her jade hands.

Zhan Nianchuan looked indifferent and patted the storage bag with one hand.

In Leng Bingqing's horrified eyes, a huge red giant scorpion suddenly appeared and stood in front of Zhan Nianchuan.

"laugh!"

The giant sword completely penetrated the huge poisonous scorpion corpse, but all its power was exhausted.

The originally solid giant sword gradually became insubstantial and finally disappeared.

Blocked!

It actually blocked it!

Leng Bingqing opened her mouth slightly, her expression changed more today than usual in a year.

While she was still in a daze, Zhan Nianchuan was already busy.

He put away the poisonous scorpion corpse, Hua Tianwu and Xu Qingxiao's storage bags and magic weapons, and skillfully sucked their souls into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and then came to Chen Yuanliang, who looked horrified but was unable to break free.

At this time, he had accepted his fate.

Even the mid-Xuan level talisman was used, but Zhan Nianchuan was not harmed at all, which made him extremely shocked and helpless.

His lips moved and he dryly asked the biggest question at the moment:

"Are you an evil cultivator?"

It's not surprising that he had doubts. Anyone who saw Zhan Nianchuan's soul-absorbing behavior at this time would subconsciously think that he was an evil cultivator.

He is extremely desperate now. He will die if he dies without even a chance of reincarnation.

Even Leng Bingqing noticed this, his eyes full of shock.

Zhan Nianchuan smiled indifferently, smashed Chen Yuanliang's head with one punch, and replied indifferently:

"To people like you, I am an evil cultivator."

After skillfully collecting the storage bag and magic weapon, and then putting away Chen Yuanliang's soul, Zhan Nianchuan returned to Leng Bingqing and wanted to leave with her. However, he saw something that surprised him but was normal:

Leng Bingqing's clear black and white eyes were full of doubts, and Zhan Nianchuan even saw a hint of hostility.

"It's okay. It's good that he didn't attack me directly."

Zhan Nianchuan smiled helplessly, a little depressed, but he also knew that the reputation of evil cultivators in the world of immortality was extremely bad, and everyone would punish them, so he explained:

"Senior Sister Leng, things are not what you think."

Leng Bingqing listened quietly, the suspicion in his eyes not diminishing at all.

"This Ten Thousand Soul Banner belonged to a demon cultivator I killed. It is also the only evil magic weapon I have. But don't worry, I have never used it to kill a good person. I just treat him as an ordinary person." To use the magic weapon.”

"All the souls here deserve their punishment. None of them are unjust. Every hand is stained with blood."

Zhan Nianchuan's eyes were clear. He looked at Leng Bingqing and said calmly:

"Senior Sister Leng, you are the only person I trust in this secret realm. Frankly speaking, I really want to do something big with you in this secret realm at the south foot."

"You and I can definitely get the most elixirs by working together, overwhelming the other four sects, and obtaining the greatest benefits for our sect."

"If you are willing, stay and go to Blackwood Cliff with me. If you don't want to, I will never force you."

Zhan Nianchuan placed Chen Yuanliang's storage bag in front of Leng Bingqing and waited quietly for her response.

At this moment, Zhan Nianchuan suddenly discovered that there was a discordant bloody handprint on the cold and clean white clothes, and the finger was still at the fifth rib.

This instantly petrified him.