The Path to Immortality

Now that the Green Ghost Shield has been broken, although Qu Xiangyuan still has a spare spiritual weapon for protection, its effect is much worse than that of the Green Ghost Shield. If the opponent finds an opportunity to launch another round of flying needles...

"I can't hold back anymore!"

The fierceness and cruelty in Qu Xiangyuan's chest continued to grow, and he really made up his mind to kill.

Although the immortal monk on the opposite side also cultivated the Soul-Suppressing Seal, making it difficult for his proud secret technique to take effect, he mastered more than just this one Golden Elixir Secret Technique.

Throwing out another spiritual weapon for protection in front of him, Qu Xiangyuan paused, and suddenly sat cross-legged in the air in the fierce battle, with a look on his face that seemed compassionate, but clearly revealed a bit of weirdness and madness.

His left hand was resting on his knees, and his right fingers were like picking flowers.

He recited the motto word by word: Om! Ma! Ni! Ba! Mi! Hum!

With every word he recited, a stream of seven evil spirits came out of Qu Xiangyuan's mouth, transforming into the corresponding ancient Taoist characters, which were lined up and suspended in front of him.

Although he was just reciting silently, the sound was like a loud bell exploding in his ears, making people feel deafened.

With such a momentum, one can tell at a glance that it is some kind of extraordinary Taoist method.

How could Fang Ping dare to let him complete it?

He didn't care about the other party's strong consciousness, and he was willing to hurt the enemy by a thousand and hurt himself by eight hundred, and forcibly condensed the second soul-suppressing seal!

"Boom!"

The two equally powerful souls collided fiercely again.

Although Fang Ping's face was pale and his soul was injured, Qu Xiangyuan was not much better.

With a muffled groan, the Taoist method that was about to be completed was abruptly interrupted by the soul-suppressing seal, and turned into a group of demonic energy and dissipated.

"Hateful!"

After a few breaths, he condensed his escape light again and stabilized his body. Qu Xiangyuan wiped the blood flowing from his ears and nose, his face was very ugly.

All along, he was the only one who used the Soul-Calming Seal to injure the enemy's soul and interrupt the opponent's magic. This was the first time he encountered a strong enemy with the same means, but he neglected to protect himself and made an unnecessary mistake!

However, after firing two Soul-Calming Seals in a row, he was backfired. Even if his soul was as strong as the opponent's, it should not be possible to fire the third Soul-Calming Seal in a short period of time.

The two sides are similar in strength, and what he can't do, the opponent obviously can't do.

Since that's the case...

Qu Xiangyuan took out an exquisite jade bottle from his storage bag. It was unknown what kind of nectar was in it. After he drank it in one gulp, his pale face quickly turned ruddy.

The trauma of the soul was recovering rapidly!

Next, it was his turn!

"Soul-Calming Seal!"

Qu Xiangyuan used his own method to treat the person. He also condensed a second soul-suppressing seal and hammered it towards Fang Ping's soul!

There was still a chance to dodge the attacks of spells and spiritual weapons, but the attacks of the soul were invisible and directly locked onto the opponent.

Fang Ping had no choice but to rely on his own spiritual strength to take it head-on!

It was another fierce battle at the soul level. The two bodies shook again, and the load on the soul almost reached its limit.

But this time, Qu Xiangyuan came prepared and the injuries he suffered were obviously lighter.

He recovered first, sneered at Fang Ping, and sat down again with a flower in his hand, reciting the mantra!

A stream of pure seven evil spirits came out of his mouth, turning into six ancient Taoist texts. But this time, Fang Ping was really powerless to interrupt him.

As the last word was spit out, the six-word mantra in front of Qu Xiangyuan trembled slightly, forming a talisman that looked like a poster.

Although the dark black talisman was light and inconspicuous, it carried infinite seven evil spirits. In a trance, the demonic energy was surging and changing, as if the demon Buddha had descended to the world, pressing down a huge palm that could hold up the sky and pressing down on Fang Ping's head!

It was the [Six Magical Methods of the Heavenly Demon], which ranked second among the Eight Magic Methods of the Illusionary Demon, revised by successive demon masters and copied from silver foil pages!

Only cultivators with excellent comprehension, top-notch spiritual awareness and magic power in the world could achieve success!

Under the suppression of the talisman and the mighty palm of the demon, Fang Ping was like an inconspicuous ant, who would be suppressed in the blink of an eye and would never be able to transcend!

"Such an attack!"

Fang Ping's expression was more solemn than ever before.

He wanted to control the escape light to avoid it, but the talisman seemed to have locked him. Under the terrifying pressure, it was very difficult for him to even fly out one step, and it was impossible to escape before the talisman fell!

The only way was to take it head-on!

He took a deep breath, and the magic power of the Great Sun True Method was endless, condensing a large ball of scorching sun true fire in front of his palm. Immediately, the true fire took shape, transforming into a flying Vermilion Bird, emitting an angry and unyielding cry, and crashed head-on into the falling talisman!

But even so, it was still far from enough.

After the first attack, Fang Ping did not hesitate and took out a second-level [Golden Body Talisman] that he had bought at a high price.

The power of the talisman suddenly turned into endless golden light, making his body seem like a golden man. Even if ordinary late-stage foundation-building cultivators used their full strength to attack several times, it would be difficult to break the defense of the Golden Body Talisman.

However, after the violent explosion, the True Fire Transformation Technique, which was once so powerful, was easily crushed by the talisman and the Demon Buddha Palm Seal on it.

The power of the talisman was almost unaffected, and it separated the shattered flames and fell unstoppably on Fang Ping's head!

The precious second-level Golden Body Talisman could not withstand such power and was shattered in an instant.

The subsequent magic shield formed by the Great Sun True Method was destroyed bit by bit after forcibly supporting for a few breaths, and could no longer provide any protection.

After penetrating three layers of defense in a row, the remaining power of the Six Magical Rules of the Heavenly Demon was still there, and it still had the power to easily crush ordinary mid-stage foundation-building cultivators!

Witnessing this scene, Qu Xiangyuan couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Although he had wasted no less than ten mouthfuls of Seven Evils' Devil Qi, as long as he could kill this powerful enemy, everything would be worth it!

However, as he laughed, Fang Ping, who was about to be suppressed by Fu Zhao, made a foolish move like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

He slightly raised his head and looked into the air, raised his hands, exhaled and spoke, and suddenly exerted force to meet Fu Zhao's giant palm of the devil Buddha.

It seemed that he wanted to forcibly block Fu Zhao's attack with his own strength!

Qu Xiangyuan thought it was Fang Ping's desperate struggle, and his eyes flashed with some pity, as if he had seen the scene of his body being crushed!

But after a moment, Qu Xiangyuan's laughter stopped abruptly.

He saw that Fang Ping's body suddenly lit up with three colors of light: red, Gengjin, and khaki.

Under the blessing and circulation of the three-color light, Fang Ping's body suddenly expanded and became taller, as if he had turned into an iron tower or a small giant. With a roar of fear, he blocked the talisman and the magic Buddha's palm print with the posture of a king resisting a tripod!

On the talisman, flickering light continued to light up, as if the devil himself recited the six precepts, blessing it with supreme power, vowing to suppress the person below.

However, under the support of the terrifying physical strength and the burst of strong blood and qi, the talisman that pressed down not only failed to crush Fang Ping, but was lifted up little by little, inch by inch.

Qu Xiangyuan's mouth opened a little bit, and the whole person was dumbfounded.

Is there really someone who can save the world by himself?

"Crack!"

With the full burst of blood and qi, the talisman condensed by [Six Precepts of the Devil] finally reached its limit.