To Cultivate Immortality, You Need Luck

Chapter 128 Murder on the wall

Originally, Kong Jiao thought that only when they got to the bottom of the sinkhole and saw the opportunity, would everyone take action.

But he still underestimated the ferocity of these monks.

Many people were already fighting on the rock wall as soon as they came down from the pit.

Kong Jiao only went down less than a hundred feet to the bottom of the pit, and was only two feet away from him on the left.

The two monks were already fighting in order to get the front position.

Each used their own methods to hang themselves on the wall of the pit, and at the same time, they used powerful Taoist techniques and Law Weapons towards their opponents.

Bah! The rock walls were smashed to pieces by the bombardment, and the rubble exploded and fell into the bottom of the pit below.

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. I'm going to fight to the death now. Will I still be alive at the bottom of the pit?" Kong Jiao cursed secretly, and then quickly left his original position to avoid this unnecessary dispute.

He used his spiritual power to condense two ice spikes and inserted them into the wall of the pit to alternately descend.

It's not that he is afraid of fighting with others, because there are almost no footholds on the pit wall. If he accidentally falls into the pit, he will die in vain.

The battle around Kong Jiao is just one of many battles on the walls of the pit.

Friction abounds in other locations as well.

Many people were knocked down into the abyss during the battle. Kong Jiao watched them fall in the air like the bottom of a pit for a long time without hearing the sound of landing.

One can imagine how deep this huge pit is.

Fortunately, Han Honghua opened the way ahead, and many people were afraid of Prodigy, who was on the Hidden Dragon List.

He didn't dare to take action against Kong Jiao and the puppets around him.

It fell thousands of feet without incident.

As the surrounding light gradually penetrates deeper and cannot shine down, the environment becomes darker and darker.

Han Honghua was obviously less than ten feet away from Kong Jiao, but his eyes could only vaguely see Han Honghua's blurry back below.

Fortunately, he had practiced the Jin Ming Soul Refining method and had spiritual consciousness to help him. Even without relying on the naked eye, he could feel the surrounding environment.

Others are not so lucky.

call! Kong Jiao's ears moved and he felt the sound of wind above his head. He suddenly became alert and subconsciously pressed his body against the rock wall.

Sure enough, a black shadow quickly passed in front of Kong Jiao and fell straight into the abyss.

"What a risk!" Kong Jiao didn't wait for a breath.

In his spiritual perception, a Daoist shadow was pressed against the wall of the pit, approaching him rapidly from his right side.

Then Kong Jiao saw a flash of silver light in the darkness, and a sharp sword light came towards him.

Taking advantage of the gap between himself and the fallen person, he violently attacked himself. The timing was perfect, and it was nothing more than letting Kong Jiao come for a sneak attack.

"Without the divine sense, you would have succeeded!" Kong Jiao sneered, Kong Jiao had noticed him a long time ago, how could he have succeeded.

As his thoughts moved, Lian Puppet, who was originally on his left, immediately took advantage of the pit wall and faced the sword light heading towards him to assassinate him.

call! Lian Puppet punched out and collided with the sword light.

boom! That person's cultivation level is not low, at least he is also in the eighth realm of Wheel-Nurturing, a powerful collision.

Immediately, considerable fighting ripples were aroused on the walls of the pit.

Not a single move was successful, and the attacker flew backwards with the help of the force from Lian Puppet, as if he was preparing to retreat.

But how could Kong Jiao let him get his wish.

"Hmph! You hit me and you want to run away!" He snorted coldly. The moment Kong Jiao took action, he had already controlled the water in the wine pot to spread in the direction of the attacker.

The walls of the pit in that area were frozen into a smooth, mirror-like ice surface.

The person who took action retreated to that area, with no leverage at all, and his figure immediately fell away.

Fortunately, his cultivation was not ordinary, and he was not comparable to those who accidentally fell into the abyss. During the fall, he thrust the sword in his hand towards the rock wall.

The tip of the sword penetrated deep into the wall of the pit, and after setting off a series of sparks, it actually stabilized his body and allowed him to escape the disaster.

It's true that Kong Jiao has a vengeful nature, so how could he just run away like that?

"Chase!" Following Kong Jiao's command.

boom! Lian Puppet kicked hard on the wall of the pit, leaped out, and headed towards the man to kill.

Kong Jiao's figure also followed closely behind.

The motive of the person who took action can be understood by just thinking about it.

The remaining breath of Feng Yu collected in the Astral Wind a few days ago is worth a lot of money. With so many people seeing it, he must be one of them and wants to take advantage of the geographical advantage to kill him here.

"Use him to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys!" Kong Jiao's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

It just so happens that some people take this as a standout to show those who secretly covet him that he is not a soft persimmon.

If you hit him with one punch, you will save hundreds of punches.

The battle between Kong Jiao and the sneak attack was so loud that it naturally attracted the attention of the surrounding monks.

Lian Puppet and Kong Jiao looked strange when they saw Lian Puppet and Kong Jiao desperately pursuing the attacker, regardless of the danger of falling.

When Kong Jiao and Lian Puppet took the remaining breath of Feng Yu, they acted like desperadoes. There was actually someone who had just provoked such a desperate person.

"The soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, the hard ones are afraid of the horizontal ones, and the horizontal ones are afraid of death. This guy is impulsive."

"How can a person who can follow Han Honghua be so weak? He is indeed reckless."

"Hmph, the weak will prey on the strong. He has taken Feng Yu's remaining breath, so he must be prepared for this."

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Han Honghua also noticed something strange behind her.

However, seeing that Kong Jiao and Lian Puppet were pursuing the attacker one-sidedly, she did not intervene and stayed where she was.

To deter others who want to fish in troubled waters.

"Just to see how strong these two brothers are." Han Honghua's lips curled up slightly.

She didn't think that Kong Jiao was really as weak as he showed. If he dared to follow her into this sinkhole, he must have someone to rely on.

And indeed it is.

While Lian Puppet and the sneak attack sword cultivator were fighting together again, Kong Jiao's whole body was wrapped in a layer of gauze, and he punched the man with a fighting style that was close to that of a physical cultivator.

Before the fist came, the fist wind arrived first, and the sharp cold air blew over, covering the man's whole body with a layer of white frost.

He was forced to pull away and retreat in a panic to avoid the punch.

boom!

Kong Jiao punched the giant pit, leaving a foot-long dent on the smooth pit wall.

Lian Puppet stamped his feet on the giant pit again, pursuing the victory without giving the man any chance to breathe.

"Damn, are these two physical practitioners? They are all close to the eighth level of Wheel-Nurturing. This time they hit the wall." The man looked quite old, and his hair was streaked with gray. hair color.

At first glance, he looks like an old man like Feng An, which is why he grasped the timing of his attack so well.

He had already planned to retreat quickly if the assassination attempt failed.

Occupying the geographical advantage, they must not dare to pursue.

I never thought that these two guys were so cruel that they would kill me even at the risk of falling.

Before he could think about it, Lian Puppet came to kill him again, and his desperate posture made him miserable.

At the same time, Kong Jiao also crawled out of the depression created by the blast and came to attack again.

One person and one person refined the puppet to surround that person.

Kong Jiao's eyes boiled with murderous intent, his aura was fierce, and he gave up his defense.

The man's sword struck his Chilling Snow Technique, but it only trembled slightly, unable to break through the defense of this Taoist technique.

He chose to resist the price of his sword, bullied himself, and punched the man in the abdomen.

boom!

Blessed by the Cold Sacrifice Snow Technique, the power of Kong Jiao's punch directly dented the man's abdomen deeply.

The force of the fist penetrated the body, and the space behind the man shook out a wave of air visible to the naked eye.

As for the sword cultivator himself who received the punch, he vomited blood and curled up like a grilled shrimp roll.

"Death!" Kong Jiao's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He lifted his hair and slammed it against the rock wall.

Boom!

His entire head and body were smashed into the rock wall.

Lian Puppet's attacks followed, and he threw dozens of punches at the man.

Boom boom boom! Countless cracks spread out, centered on the rock wall he fell into.

"Okay!" Kong Jiao inserted one hand into the rock wall to stabilize his body and stopped Lian Puppet from continuing to attack.

"Don't destroy my puppet-making materials."

Thinking to himself, Kong Jiao crawled into the deep pit that was smashed by the puppet, and put the man's body into the Qiankun bag without taking a closer look at his storage bag.

Do it all.

Kong Jiao slowly walked out of the depression in the rock wall.

He looked around with indifferent eyes.

All the monks looked away in fear.

Others only thought that Lian Puppet was ruthless before, but now it seems that Kong Jiao is not a good person either, both of them are ruthless people!

And their strength is not low, at least two of them are in the eighth realm of Wheel-Nurturing.

There was no need to provoke these two perverts for a piece of Feng Yu's remaining breath.

"Huh." Everyone's behavior was not beyond Kong Jiao's expectations.

With a sneer, he immediately led Lian Puppet back to the previous position against the wall of the pit, and followed Han Honghua, who was waiting for him.

The latter gave Kong Jiao a thumbs up and said in a joking tone: "I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Xie also kept it secret, and he is still an individual practitioner."

Kong Jiao knew that she was talking about his own strength, and immediately smiled modestly: "Compared to Han Fellow Daoist, it's far behind."

"Don't come here." Han Honghua waved her hand and did not bother with this matter. Instead, she smiled and said, "No wonder, I like you as soon as I see you. It turns out that you are also an individual practitioner."

"Brother Ling and you, with their strength, can run rampant here as long as they don't encounter anyone on the Hidden Dragon List."

Physical cultivation is just the impression that Kong Jiao deliberately shows to everyone. He is not a physical practitioner at all, he just goes on a rampage by relying on the Chill Snow Sacrifice Technique.

But he was also happy to see this happen.

He didn't explain anything. Instead, he looked at the bottom of the abyss and said solemnly: "Let's go, Fellow Daoist Han. I don't know how deep it is. If Astral Wind rises again, we will be in danger."

"Okay!" When Astral Wind was mentioned, Han Honghua also had a look of fear in her eyes.

He immediately stopped talking and continued slowly descending towards the bottom of the pit.

Maybe he was beaten too hard when he got into the pit.

When the monk got down to this position, he stopped fighting much.

Except for the battle where Kong Jiao killed the sword cultivator, almost no fighting happened again.

The journey was uneventful.

Another hour passed, and the group descended at least ten thousand feet deep.

The bottom of the pit was getting darker and darker, and it was almost impossible to see my fingers.

"Does this sinkhole have a bottom?" Kong Jiao looked at the endless darkness below with a worried look on his face. He even wondered if this sinkhole was a bottomless abyss.

A flash of oily green light suddenly lit up from under the abyss when Kong Jiao's eyes looked downward.

That touch of bright color was extremely dim and only fleeting.

But this undoubtedly sent a signal that cheered up Kong Jiao.

And as it goes deeper, the light below becomes brighter and brighter.

"It's almost the end!" This made Kong Jiao more sure of his guess.

The surrounding monks were also in high spirits and accelerated their descent.

"It's best not to separate later." As he went on, Kong Jiao vaguely heard Han Honghua's voice not far below. Her voice was rare and solemn.

"Yes!" Kong Jiao understood what Han Honghua meant and nodded solemnly.

The fight when we got down into the pit just now was to squeeze in the position.

It is to seize the opportunity.

Because both Han Honghua and Kong Jiao understand that the real battle begins after reaching the bottom.

(End of chapter)