What Should I Do If I Can’T Die?

"Immortal Physique can only be used once?"

Song Shi was speechless.

"You are so greedy. There is no corresponding realm. It's good if you can use it once. You are basically invincible in this realm."

Wuyou said angrily: "Of course, no matter how powerful it is, it can't compare to your immortal body."

"It's still troublesome for an immortal to deal with this kind of guy."

Song Shi shook his head. He no longer thinks that not dying is a great thing. If he doesn't have enough ability, he will be like that just now.

A true strong man must kill the enemy without losing a single shot!

He will work hard in this direction next. He can't be fooled often, right?

"Ahem, you saw what happened just now. How do you think I can prevent the door from being broken?"

Song Shi asked awkwardly.

"I haven't had this kind of experience, so I can't give you any advice."

Wuyou smiled playfully.

"I thought you were mocking me."

Song Shi pouted.

"You can just think of a way to perfect the practice of Zhenmen. Of course, the best option is to practice the internal organs again. The whole body will be perfect, and naturally no one will have another chance."

"What you said is equivalent to not saying anything."

Song Shi didn't ask any more questions. His physical body had improved too much at once, and he had not cultivated enough to encounter this kind of thing.

He originally wanted to find a convenient way from Wuyou, but it seemed that he couldn't take a shortcut.

"There is another way to place a defensive Law Treasure on your door." Wuyou glanced at Song Shi's butt.

Song Shi felt that the more she talked, the more unreliable she was, and waved her hand: "Stop talking about this, go directly to Ji's house!"

He moved forward with murderous intent, and no Demon Race stopped him on the way.

Song Shi killed a Mahayana Demon Emperor, basically frightening all the Demon Races in the Beixuan Continent. Without enough strength, who would be the soul of Song Shi's sword?

The road was smooth, Song Shi traveled hundreds of thousands of miles and came to a magical land.

The demonic energy here is soaring into the sky, and the earth is eroded by the aura of the Heavenly Demon world. A huge plane crack is like a purple scar, lying between the sky and the earth, as if the mysterious Spirit World has been injured.

In the cracks, boundless demonic energy erodes, and the power of the rules of the Heavenly Demon world pollutes the rules of this world, turning a hundred thousand miles around into demonic soil.

However, in the distance, an existence that looks like a silver moon can still maintain a pure spirit in the demonic energy.

Song Shi took a closer look and saw that the silver full moon was a huge city, stretching over thousands of miles and suspended in the deep sky. It mobilized the power of the moon and stars in the nine heavens to isolate the evil energy, forming a circle of starlight, which was sacred and inviolable.

Song Shi took a step and easily closed the distance of thousands of miles, reaching a high altitude position.

The original silver full moon instantly turned into a huge thing, blocking out the sky and the sun, and the other side could not be seen with the naked eye. On top of the full moon, there were various classical buildings, mountains, rivers, forests and grasslands, full of spiritual energy, it was a fairyland. Home spiritual place.

"Big deal."

Song Shi admired that the floating city he originally thought was a city hundreds of miles in size would turn out to be a Transcendent Level city spanning thousands of miles.

This kind of area, placed in the lower realm, is completely comparable to the territory of a country, but here it is just the territory of the Ji family.

Up there, he sensed a very powerful space force, and the level was still above the Great Emperor Yinxu who was killed by him. Song Shi felt that he was in the right place.

"It's time to repair the way of space to avoid encountering slippery guys again."

Song Shi took a new interest in this place and took out the messenger talisman to contact Fu Yuhua.

"Fellow Daoist."

An old man wearing a Tai Chi robe and six white beards flew out and clasped his fists first: "I'm Ji Xiyang, the Supreme Prince of the Ji family. I just heard that Fellow Daoist furiously killed Demon Race Yinxu. I really admire him."

Song Shi held the communication talisman and said, "As long as you are a senior member of the Ji family, can you take me in to find some old friends?"

"If Fellow Daoist can enter the territory of my Ji family, he will naturally flourish."

Ji Xiyang was very polite: "You still don't know how to call Fellow Daoist?"

"Song Shi."

Song Shi estimated that the other party also saw him killing the Yinxu Great Emperor in some way. It was good that this way, having the senior members of the Ji family personally lead the way would save a lot of trouble.

Ji Xiyang's expression changed for a moment and quickly returned to normal: "Song Fellow Daoist, please."

As he waved his hand, a void passage filled with moonlight appeared out of thin air, leading to the center of the Hanging City.

"Flowing clouds and flowing water."

A word appeared in Song Shi's mind, and he walked over calmly and asked casually: "What exactly does Sage Langya have to do with your Ji family?"

Ji Xiyang, who was about to get close to Song Shi, shrank his eyes and turned to stare at Song Shi: "How come Fellow Daoist suddenly asked about this person."

"I owe him a favor."

Song Shi didn't say much.

"He is the enemy of my Ji family. He stole the Void Scripture inherited from my Ji family and killed the heirs of my Ji family. Now he is trapped in a forbidden place and is facing more than life and death."

Ji Xiyang looked at Song Shi thoughtfully: "Is Fellow Daoist Song now a guest of my Ji family, or an enemy?"

"In front of Demon Race, even if we are enemies, we should become comrades now, right?"

Song Shi seemed to be smiling but not smiling. His words were equivalent to admitting that he was on the side of Saint Lord Langya. He also said that the common enemy now was Demon Race, and it was not the time to fight because of this matter.

"You are right, now the entire Xuan Spirit World should be open to the outside world."

Ji Xiyang withdrew his gaze, "It's a pity that he caused our Ji family to lose a Great Emperor. After all, he is still resentful. If there were more Great Emperors, the outside world would not turn into a demonic land now."

"How about I help you solve the Demon Race and Saint Lord Langya's affairs outside?"

The poetry of the song is astonishing.

"You're not joking, are you?"

Ji Xiyang frowned: "Killing the Great Emperor is indeed your ability, but if you want to purify the Demonic Land, it is not as simple as killing him."

"Just try it and see if it works. It depends on whether you are willing or not."

Song Shi was bewitched. In fact, he didn't know how to purify the demonic soil outside, but he had a Divine Maiden wife, so there was no way around it.

Speaking of this, Song Shi glanced at Wuyou. This woman's hiding methods were really clever, and even Mahayana couldn't find it.

"Fellow Daoist's situation is special. I can give you a chance on behalf of the Ji family."

Ji Xiyang still wants to use Song Shi's power to solve the anomalies in the external environment. Even if it cannot be solved, it is not a bad thing to have one more Great Emperor with the combat power of the Ji family.

"Old Ancestor Ji is very reasonable. Then I have practiced part of the Void Sutra and will ask for advice on the other parts. I think Old Ancestor Ji won't mind, right?"

Song Shi smiled and said something that was more than enough.

"..."

Ji Xiyang narrowed his eyes and asked, "Are you the disciple of Saint Lord Langya?"

"No, it can only be said that there is some relationship, and helping him is also a promise."

Song Shi made no secret of it: "Show me the Ji family's Void Sutra, and I can show you the inheritance of the Void Demon Race. Both are skills of the Great Dao of Space. There are huge benefits in referencing each other."

"You're so welcome, Fellow Song Daoist. What use does Demon Race's inheritance have to us?"

Ji Xiyang looked a little bad.

"Kung Fu can only be valuable if you share it more, and you can't lay eggs if you guard it, right? Especially in this special situation, if you share the Kung Fu more, you can cultivate more strong people, right?" "Haha, Fellow Daoist He is powerful, and of course he is qualified to say so.”

Although Ji Xiyang sneered, he did not deny it, because Song Shi had just killed a Demon Race Great Emperor, and with such a record, he was enough to boast.

"You are the first person who made me feel that I can talk nonsense if I have the strength."

Song Shi couldn't help but smile: "I can guarantee you that if I control the laws of space, I will not treat you badly."

"Let's wait until we gain control. After all, you must first achieve great success in the Way of the Void before you can gather a trace of the power of the law. It is difficult to achieve in a short time and may not be useful in the current situation."

Ji Xiyang shook his head. He had practiced for tens of thousands of years before he could barely reach this point.

No matter how special this person is, is it possible that he can sharpen his weapons in battle and quickly control the laws of space?

If he could really do it, write his name backwards.

The two of them had their own thoughts. They walked through the space passage and came to the moonlight. Many senior members of the Ji family were waiting here. When they saw Ji Xiyang coming back, they all stood up and saluted. At the same time, they also clasped their fists at Song Shi and called him senior. .

One of the men looked bitter when he saw Song Shi.

However, after not seeing each other for a hundred years, this person turned out to be so powerful that the ancestor welcomed him personally and asked him to call him senior.

You must know that more than a hundred years ago, although this person was special, his realm was not as good as him, and he was not really regarded by him as a being stronger than himself.

Song Shi had met this Great Saint of the Ji family once, but didn't know his name, and nodded, saying, "I have been a guest of the Dian Cangjian Sect, and I hope you can take care of them."

"No problem. From now on, members of the Cangjian Sect will be treated the same as members of my Ji family."

Ji Xiyang smiled. This man spoke for his old friend twice in a row. He was indeed a person who valued love and justice. Building a good relationship would be of great benefit to his Ji family.

As for Saint Lord Langya, he has been trapped in the forbidden area for many years. Whether he is alive or not is now a question.

"Song Fellow Daoist, please take a seat."

He raised his hand, the space fluctuated, and an ethereal girl appeared directly next to the seat, holding spiritual tea in her hands.

Song Shi sat down and said, "What's the situation now?"

"Demon Race invaded the Mysterious Spirit World with all its strength under the influence of the plane will of the Heavenly Demon Realm. They want to continue what they failed to do back then and completely annex this world. The current situation is not optimistic."

Ji Xiyang sighed: "In the battle back then, Xuan Spirit World's will was damaged and has not fully recovered. Now facing the aggressive Heavenly Demon World, I really don't know if it can hold on."

"What will be the consequences if it is merged?" Song Shi glanced outside: "All turned into demon soil?"

"Not only that, the creatures in the Xuan Spirit World will become blood food or slaves of the Demon Race. We have no way out, we can only win but not lose."

Ji Xiyang said solemnly.

"Food, slaves..."

Song Shi's face changed slightly, which was something he didn't want to see.

"How to deal with it?"

Song Shi looked at the purple scar in the distance: "Isn't it enough to purify the demon soil?"

"Purifying the Demonic Land is just a temporary solution. The real trouble is the plane rift, which must be sealed to prevent the Demon Race from further wreaking havoc."

Ji Xiyang grabbed it from the air, and a large piece of demonic soil was caught in his hand. Demonic energy continued to roll in front of him. The power of the moonlight above his head fell, and the demonic energy seemed to be evaporated and began to dissipate rapidly.

"You can use the power of the moon and stars to exorcise demons. This is how we set up the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, but it can only affect a hundred miles nearby, and it won't work any further away."

Song Shi shook his head: "The scope is too small, it's just a drop in the bucket, teach me the Void Sutra, and then I can remove this purple scar."

"The Void Sutra is our family's inheritance after all. You have to do one thing first."

Ji Xiyang means a lot.

Song Shi knew at a glance that this old man was up to no good, and said calmly: "Just tell me."

"Marry a girl from my clan as your wife, so that I can safely teach you the Void Sutra and guide you personally."

Ji Xiyang smiled and wanted to lock up Song Shi through marriage. It would be better if he could save a seed. This person used the Great Saint Realm to kill the Great Emperor. His talent was really incredible.

"It's just a Void Sutra from the lower realm. What's there to read? I have a method to directly practice the laws of space. You don't need to sell yourself."

Wuyou, who had not shown up or spoken since arriving at Ji's house, suddenly spoke.

Song Shi was surprised, half-smiling but not smiling: "Are you jealous?"

"I just don't want you to be surrounded by a loser." Wuyou refused to admit it.

"I understand what you mean, but your stuff is too high-end. I have to take it step by step."

Song Shi didn't directly ask for Wuyou's skills. Judging from the Wood World Advent given by the other party, Wuyou only knows High Level's Divine Ability and Xianjia skills. For him at this moment, it seems too High Level. .

"what ever."

Wuyou rubbed his belly obviously unhappy: "Look, this is your father, looking for your stepmother in front of you."

"..."

Song Shi was speechless: "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't say I agreed to marry you."

Ji Xiyang next to him looked at Song Shi suspiciously: "Who are you talking to?"

"My wife at home is jealous, so I can't marry one of your people."

Song Shi shrugged.

Ji Xiyang stared at the place where Song Shi was speaking for a long time, but found nothing. He even suspected that Song Shi was pretending to be a ghost on purpose, just to get her Ji family's Void Sutra for free.

"You can't see her, only I can."

Song Shi said.

"Fellow Daoist, don't be joking. This is the core area of ​​my Ji family. How come I can't see who there is."

"If you dare to give him a woman, I will destroy the Ji family."

Wuyou's voice sounded in Ji Xiyang's ears out of thin air, making his hair stand on end.

What is the strength of the existence that he has not discovered? Is it possible that it is superior to Mahayana? It is the ghost fairy whose Transcending Tribulation failed.

He turned his head hurriedly and changed his statement: "If you promise to help us seal the plane cracks outside the Hanging City, I will make the decision to give you the Void Sutra."

Song Shi was helpless, but he didn't expect that Wuyou made this guy relax.

He said: "If I control the laws of space, I can naturally help seal the scars outside."

…

Ji Xiyang grabbed it from the air, and a large piece of demonic soil was caught in his hand. Demonic energy continued to roll in front of him. The power of the moonlight above his head fell, and the demonic energy seemed to be evaporated and began to dissipate rapidly.

"You can use the power of the moon and stars to exorcise demons. This is how we set up the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, but it can only affect a hundred miles nearby, and it won't work any further away."

Song Shi shook his head: "The scope is too small, it's just a drop in the bucket, teach me the Void Sutra, and then I can remove this purple scar."

"The Void Sutra is our family's inheritance after all. You have to do one thing first."

Ji Xiyang means a lot.

Song Shi knew at a glance that this old man was up to no good, and said calmly: "Just tell me."

"Marry a girl from my clan as your wife, so that I can safely teach you the Void Sutra and guide you personally."