To Cultivate Immortality, You Need Luck

Chapter 164: Soul Refining Pot

Kong Jiao will never forget this oppressive atmosphere.

Two years ago, on the outer sect training battlefield, the owner of this coercive force once fought against the powerful master Ge Xia, setting off a fierce confrontation in Belling County.

After thinking about this, Kong Jiao tilted his head and looked at the source of the pressure with Ding Yuezong.

But he saw a figure slowly coming from the end of the earth.

His hands were lowered, and his spine was as straight as the edge of a sword. Even though he was far away, when he stared at her, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the space.

The extreme sharpness flashed across his eyes, making De De feel as if he was suffocating with a sharp sword on his neck.

Judging from his tough profile like a knife, he is none other than Dongxian, the master of the law enforcement hall.

Dai Weiye looked at the man he hated so much, his face turned gloomy, and he almost squeezed out his name through his teeth: "Dongxian!"

"He is Dong Xian!"

"Tianhe Sword Immortal!"

Dongxian has not taken action in the outside world for a long time. Except for Dai Weiye of Dingyue Sect, none of the other two Dingyue Sects have seen him in person.

But hearing Dai Weiye call out his name, and the pressure that a cultivator in the Ascension Wheel Realm could no longer unleash.

The faces of the other two people suddenly turned as pale as silver paper.

Because the monks in Wudong all know that this man named Dongxian has almost no chance of defeating him unless he comes in person.

While everyone was in shock, Dongxian's figure had already passed the distance from the horizon to here in an instant, and was lying between Kong Jiao and Ding Yuezong.

Kong Jiao hurriedly tidied up his messy clothes, removed his ever-changing disguise, and bowed respectfully towards Dong Xian's back.

"Outer disciple Kong Jiao, meet the hall master!"

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth split uncontrollably, revealing a sneer.

"Do you really think that I have no one in Ashen Parasol Sect? Our master of Dongxian Hall is a big shot who can compete with the master of palms. The three of you are just lambs waiting to be slaughtered."

Dong Xian slightly nodded his head in response to Kong Jiao's courtesy.

During this process, he did not look back. A pair of eyes sharper than the edge of a sword stared at the three people of Dingyue Sect in front, and his deep voice slowly spread throughout the world.

"You just wanted to attack my Ashen Parasol Sect disciple?"

When Dongxian spoke, he didn't seem to want the three of them to answer.

With almost no pause in his tone, he continued: "Since you guys don't obey the rules, I'll kill you all."

Dongxian's strength and tyranny, as well as his terrifying strength, have created his reputation as Wudong.

He seems to have always been like this towards outsiders.

The words just fell.

despair!

A drop of rain fell from the sky and landed on Kong Jiao's face. He felt a chill on his cheek and his body suddenly stiffened.

He would never dare to reach out and wipe it, because that drop of liquid was not ordinary rain.

Kong Jiao has seen the Tianhe Sword Intent in Dongxian. Every drop of rain contains a huge Sword Intent. It is best not to move.

Sure enough, after one drop, more raindrops fell to the earth, turning into a downpour.

Wow~

Kong Jiao and the other three people from Dingyue Zong, together with the whole world, were covered by the rain.

Kong Jiao was safe and sound in the rain.

On the other hand, Ding Yuezong's side suffered heavy losses the moment the rain curtain fell.

Although they had already put up their own defenses at the first time.

But under Tianhe's Sword Intent's domineering offensive, it still looked pale and powerless.

The old man whose formation flag was shattered by Kong Jiao was the first to suffer. He specialized in formations, and his Taoist skills were already weaker than those of other Shenglun.

The sword rain reached his body, and the Law Weapon he used to defend was instantly defeated, and his entire body was exposed to the rain.

"No!" in his horrified roar.

Bang! The whole person exploded in an instant, and the body was torn into pieces and turned into debris all over the sky.

The female monk was slightly stronger than the old man who was proficient in formations. She covered her head with a bronze bell, Law Weapon.

The sword rain poured down, like billions of tiny flying swords constantly slashing at the Law Weapon, a bronze bell held up by the female cultivator.

The body of the Law Weapon has cracks visible to the naked eye.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that she wouldn't last long and would soon follow in the old man's footsteps.

She was horrified, and seemed unwilling to be killed like this. She took out a teleportation talisman from her storage bag, as if she wanted to use it to escape from Dong Xian's sword rain.

Upon seeing this, Dai Weiye hurriedly shouted: "Don't use the teleportation talisman!"

Just in the middle of speaking, the female cultivator moved a step faster and had already shattered the teleportation talisman.

There was still a look of confusion on her face, and she looked at Dai Weiye, as if she didn't understand what the latter meant.

Then her entire body was enveloped by the power of the talisman, glowing with a white halo, and then under Kong Jiao's gaze, the female cultivator's entire body disappeared in the torrential rain.

The next moment.

At the edge of the rain curtain, about a thousand feet away from where she disappeared, the figure of the female cultivator was revealed again.

Seeing that the escape from the rain curtain was only a few dozen feet.

The smile on her face didn't have time to spread.

Kong Jiao's eyes, which were watching from afar, suddenly condensed.

The female cultivator also seemed to sense something and looked down at her body.

Puff puff!

Thousands of tiny sword marks tore open her clothes, revealing her bumpy body stained red with blood.

Every inch of her skin was penetrated by the sword energy, and her body was like a funnel, spraying blood continuously.

There is almost no intact part of the body.

With such an injury, even a powerful Shengchaun expert would not be able to survive.

Under Kong Jiao's silent gaze, the female cultivator was pierced to pieces by the sword energy. A tragic smile appeared on her face whose facial features could no longer be seen, and she fell face to face in the rain.

"Idiot! The instant talisman is not a space talisman. Traveling through the sword curtain at that speed is no different from committing suicide." Among the three, only one person survived, Dai Weiye, yelling at the female cultivator's fallen body.

Dai Weiye is considered a veteran Shenglun expert of Dingyue Sect, and his strength is considered to be the best among the Shenglun experts.

Using sword energy to protect himself, he barely resisted the first round of attack from Dongxian Jianyu Tianmu.

But Kong Jiao was not optimistic about this one-armed old man, and thought sarcastically: "It's just a matter of survival."

Having seen the battle between Dong Xian and Ge Xia, Kong Jiao deeply understood the former's true strength, but his current offensive only revealed the tip of the iceberg of his strength.

Although this one-armed old man is strong, he is as childish as a child in front of Dongxian.

The development of things seemed to be without any surprises.

But there was suspicion in Kong Jiao's eyes when he looked at Dai Weiye.

Because there was no panic on his face, and he seemed to be brewing something.

Sure enough, two breaths after the female cultivator died.

Dai Weiye slowly took out a Law Weapon that resembled a hip flask from his sleeve.

It is pure white, like ceramics, and the surface of the flask is tattooed with a monster pattern with a green face and fangs.

As soon as the wine pot came out, inexplicable fluctuations spread rapidly from the center to the sword rain sky.

The rushing raindrops all stopped in the air at this moment.

Seeing this scene, Kong Jiao's face froze, and his eyes were fixed on the wine pot. As if he understood something, he blurted out four words: "Spirit-intensive weapon!"

An important spiritual weapon, something that even the most powerful palm-born covets.

This one-armed old man actually has this level of Treasure Weapon.

Dongxian also frowned slightly because of the appearance of the wine pot. He was more experienced than Kong Jiao and even recognized the name of this important soul-infusing weapon and said softly: "Soul Refining Pot!"

"Haha, Dongxian, do you think the sect master didn't expect you to take action?" Dai Weiye held the Soul Refining pot and laughed wildly. Then he muttered something, as if he was using a spell to activate the Soul Refining pot.

Dongxian's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his fingers were a little empty.

The rain curtain that was previously controlled by the Soul Refining Pot gathered in mid-air in an instant, forming a flowing Tianhe in mid-air. Using the river as a sword, it slashed towards Dai Weiye with turbulent sword power.

At this time, Dai Weiye also finished actuating the Soul Refining pot, raised the pot and shouted: "Get up!"

call! There were sudden gloomy winds in the sky of sword rain.

The monster carved on the body of the Soul Refining pot actually separated from the body.

Its body was initially about the size of a palm, and quickly grew in size at a terrifying speed, reaching one foot! Baizhang! Thousands of feet!

Eventually it turned into a monstrous demonic shadow.

The brutal aura filled the entire Sword Rain Sky Curtain, and the aura it revealed was already palm-born!

"What the hell is this Soul Refining pot! There's actually a palm-shaped monster sealed inside!" Kong Jiao's face changed drastically. The situation of a stable win seemed to be full of variables again with the appearance of the Soul Refining pot.

While he was in doubt.

Jie Jie! With a cruel smile, the demonic shadow was already grinning ferociously at the Tianhe Sword Intent that was slashing from the sky.

It’s in poor condition, I’ve been revising it repeatedly, and I’m still not satisfied no matter how much I change it.

It was only issued first and then changed.

(End of chapter)