The Path to Immortality

A few hours later.

The huge Song family became completely quiet.

Except for a few disciples of the Song family who escaped immediately when they saw that the situation was not good, most of the other monks and clan members of the Song family were killed by the Luoyang Sect monks who were accompanying them.

The last resistance the Song family could make was to activate two talismans with the help of the small formation in the family ancestral hall.

If it is a one-on-one fight, the power of the talisman is indeed amazing.

But there are eleven monks present, and the power of one person is no match for the talisman. Could it be that five or ten people working together can't stop the power of the talisman?

Talisman is not a real magic weapon after all!

The monk who activates the talisman is only building the foundation after all!

As everyone joined forces to block Fu Bao's final blow, the only stubborn resistance was disintegrated by Fang Ping and the others.

When the battle was completely over, everyone began to inventory the resources left by the Song family, preparing to take away all the items in the medicine gardens, secret realms, and spiritual vaults.

Eleven foundation-building monks walked together, supervising each other, and having photo beads to take photos. It was undoubtedly impossible to indulge in too much ink.

However, the sect's laws are nothing more than humane feelings and cannot be too harsh.

The Song family is also a Jindan family with a big business. Even a little manipulation is enough for the accompanying monks to make a fortune.

However, what really surprised and envied everyone was when they opened the large spiritual vault in the hinterland of the Song family with the help of the family head token found on Song Pingan.

Countless cultivation resources are sealed on hundreds of wooden frames and stone platforms.

The first thing that caught his eye were twenty boxes of low-grade spiritual stones worth 10,000 yuan each, totaling 200,000 yuan.

There are no less than fifty strains of various century-old elixirs in total, and more than ten strains of two-hundred-year-old elixirs.

There are even several rare medicinal plants that are three to four hundred years old and can be regarded as heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

A large number of first- and second-level spiritual materials, including already mined black star stones, fire copper crystals and other spiritual minerals.

In addition, there are hundreds of various magical weapons, more than ten low-grade, medium-grade spiritual weapons, and one high-grade spiritual weapon.

A large number of elixirs, talismans, and several sets of finished formations...

From the information obtained through interrogation, we learned that the Song family's spiritual vault originally contained several magic weapons left behind by their ancestors.

It's a pity that these magic weapons were snatched away by the Jindan ancestor of the Illusion Demon Sect as filial piety a few years ago, when the Song family first took refuge in the demon cultivator, and they were not left behind at all.

Even so, this endless spiritual light treasure is enough to make the Foundation Establishment monks who broke into the spiritual vault look envious and drool... It can only be said that although they are from the Golden Core Sect, after all, they are only in the early stage of Foundation Establishment. His cultivation and horizons are not wide enough, and his wealth has not yet been accumulated.

In comparison, Fang Ping was much calmer.

"As expected of a family of monks who have produced golden elixirs!"

After more than ten breaths, Fei Yuanfeng couldn't help but sigh.

I heard that the Song family has declined a lot over the years, and it was even more severely dealt a blow after joining the magic cultivator.

It’s hard to imagine how many good things the Song family must have in their spiritual vault when they were at their most prosperous hundreds of years ago!

Any foundation-building monks present, even if they can only share one or two percent of it, will probably not have to worry about it for the rest of their lives.

But it is a pity that the resources in the Song family's spiritual treasury need to be sealed and handed over to the sect. Unless the monks present want to defect, it is best not to have any greed.

"Okay everyone, let's start counting and registering. If we finish it early, we can finish the work early!"

Fang Ping urged, took out the newly acquired stuff bag, and prepared to check all the registered resources.

As the person in charge of this operation, it was natural that the confiscated resources would be temporarily kept by him before returning to the sect.

There was a list of registrations, and no one was worried that Fang Ping would take the opportunity to guard and steal, so they immediately took action.

Fang Ping couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction as he watched the bag of things spit out streaks of white light and collect many items on the stone platform and wooden shelves.

"This bag of things came at the right time. If I didn't have this bag, I don't know how much trouble it would be if I wanted to use the bag to take away the Song family's resources!"

While he was busy, Fang Ping, who had gradually become accustomed to repetitive actions, inadvertently lost his mind and suddenly remembered something.

"To sum it up, today seems to be the time when the Demon Lord and Master Yuanji invite a battle, right? I don't know if the two Masters will decide the winner at this time?"

I hope Yuanji Zhenren can win!

Fang Ping silently prayed for the real person he had never met. He believed that he would win!

………

"Win!"

Outside Lishuiguan, they watched from a distance as Master Yuanji, with thousands of swords like a waterfall, slashed the demon lord's true form with a [Sen Luo Wanxiang] move. The Jindan monks of the Haoran Alliance who were watching the battle couldn't help but let out excited cheers.

When the sword light dissipated sadly, the victory was decided, even if the Demon Lord was only slightly injured!

The Demon Lord is still hidden in the demonic aura, and no change in his expression can be seen. However, from the details such as the slight trembling of the demonic aura around his body as he caressed the wound on his cheek, it can be seen that his heart is far from as peaceful as it appears on the surface.

"Fellow Taoist's strength is extraordinary. He was able to fight with me for so long in the early stage of Nascent Soul!"

Master Yuanji commented lightly on the Demon Lord's strength in a condescending tone, showing the magnanimity of the strongest man in Yunzhou.

According to the previous agreement, he had already won one move and defeated the Demon Lord. Now, it’s time to fulfill the agreement, dissolve the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance, and bind yourself to plead guilty!

"Zhenren Yuanji is indeed worthy of his reputation!"

The Demon Lord looked at Yuanji Zhenren deeply, but he had no intention of fulfilling the agreement. Instead, he sneered: "I didn't expect that my newly cultivated incarnation magic power is still not a match. However, when did you feel that the demon cultivator would keep his word?"

Before he finished speaking, he turned around and fled!

"Haha!"

Zhen Yuanji also sneered. He had already prepared for the Demon Lord to turn his face and not recognize him. He immediately turned into a rainbow and chased after him.

The Demon Lord obviously also thought about how to escape if he was defeated. While his real body was escaping, the incarnation separated by the magic power came up expressionlessly. He was willing to delay Yuanji Zhenren's pursuit at the risk of being scattered, and buy time for the Demon Lord to escape!

"Want to run?"

At the critical moment, another strong Yuanying aura suddenly emerged and blocked the Demon Lord's way from a distance.

It was Tianxie Zhenren who had been ambushing nearby!

The dazzling sword light was like the backflow of the sky. As it whistled and fell, he shouted: "Master Yuanji, I'm here to help you!"

"Tianxie, you dare to stop me?"

The Demon Lord was shocked and angry!

Where is the promised battle? Why did it become two against one?

The Immortal Sect is so shameless!

Master Tianxie laughed strangely: "You broke the agreement first!"

The sword light condensed by the sword energy of the sky river continued. Although it was not the opponent of the Demon Lord, it was enough to stop him for a few breaths.

In such a short time, Master Yuanji had repelled the incarnation of the Demon Lord who was delaying at the cost of his life with one move, and chased him from behind.

The two Yuanying cultivators surrounded the real body of the Demon Lord one in front and one behind.

There was a blockade in front and a pursuer behind, and it was difficult to fly even with wings!

Glancing at Tianxie in the distance, Yuanji Zhenren had an inexplicable look in his eyes, but he said, "Demon Lord, if you swear a Taoist oath now, promise to disband the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance, and surrender with your hands tied, I will pity your difficulty in cultivation and still spare your life. If you are stubborn and refuse to change your ways, don't blame me and fellow Taoist Tianxie for joining forces to kill you here!"