longevity road trip

And when the two were talking, in the Black Mysterious Sea Territory more than [-] miles away.

As far as the eye can see, all the islands and water are scorched black like charcoal ink, not to mention the slightest bit of green, not even half a yellow leaf, let alone any other living things.

The mountains are full of black rocks, and the black trees grow sparsely, while the sea water is as thick as ink without waves.

This place is obviously under the bright sun, without any other shelter, but it is a bit darker than other places, and it looks incompatible with the small world.

It's just that at this moment, between the mountains and the sea, Ming Xin is leaning over the rocks beside the island, stretching out his hand to scoop up the ink-like sea water, when his fingers just touched the sea water, from the fingertips to the entire palm It turned into dense white bones at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, this one didn't stop, and there was no surprise on his face. He just shook off the water droplets in his hands after getting up.

Then he looked into the distance, chuckled and said:

"Taijiu consciously has the great sun around him, so he can't help it? The snake woman has been trapped in the netherworld for more than a hundred thousand years, and these guys have tried again and again. This time, he really wants to Happy."

As he said that, he stepped out with one step, and the whole person plunged into it, sinking into it.

In just a few breaths of effort, the flesh and blood of the Mahayana monk's body was exhausted, turning into a white bone skeleton.

After another cup of tea, a black bone skeleton slowly floated up from the sea, and then stepped into the air step by step. During the walk, the skeleton was continuously emitting gray air in the air.

And as the gray air dissipated, countless blood streaks appeared on the white bones in the next moment, and condensed into flesh and blood meridians from the inside out while wriggling, returning to its original appearance.

"Even though it has been gone for so long, this person's origin doesn't seem to have weakened too much." Ming Xin said with a sigh.

As soon as the words fell, a hoarse voice sounded in the void:

"What is this? You have never seen His power in its heyday. Mingxin, I remember that I have warned you several times, so don't be too curious. Don't you think that after cultivating three thousand blood demon incarnations, the deity is Is it really immortal? If that person was still there, just because of your reckless behavior today, you would have fallen into His palm, and the more than one hundred thousand years of Taoism would be empty in one day, and all your merits will be exhausted. We All the means are used to continuously weaken his Dao fruit, so don't make any mistakes on your side, otherwise, even if the old body doesn't want to, he will have to suppress you first."

"Yes." Ming Xin lowered her head slightly and said softly with a smile.

After taking the opportunity to test this time, it is an unexpected joy to have this harvest.

The snake lady no longer fixed her eyes on Ming Xin, she turned to look at the three-legged golden crow soaring in the sky, and said in a deep voice: "You juniors are too self-righteous. Forget it, I will let you see it today." Take a look, you must know that there is still a gap between the old man and that one."

As soon as he finished speaking, the day between the sky and the earth turned into night in an instant, but not a single star appeared in the vast night sky, and all the light seemed to be swallowed up by some kind of existence, or controlled.

"From now on, it will not be an example!" Then a voice without the slightest emotion came to the ears of Mahayana monks from all worlds.

Hearing this familiar sound transmission, some Mahayana monks didn't know who offended the ancient venerable of the world of spirits, and they noticed that the round of brilliant sun above the world suddenly dimmed a bit .

As for a figure surrounded by stars floating and sinking in a certain dojo area in Linglong Realm, Xuanji held a ball of ancient immortal energy in her forehand, and sank into it, not knowing the passing of the world.

It's just that after he heard this, he couldn't help opening his eyes, and the deep eyes looked through the interface, and there was a thoughtful look behind him.

After a while, he looked at the Mangu Immortal Qi in his hand, and said with a light smile, "Did you issue an ultimatum? That's all, although I didn't get all the things, but this is enough."

After finishing speaking, Xuanji had a thought, separated by the boundless distance between the two worlds, in the depths of Yuran Mountain in Nanzhou, Xiaohuan Realm, that incarnate demon body wrapped in the cold marrow of black ice disappeared without a trace, turning into The majestic aura moved in all directions.

After another two or three breaths, the night receded and the day reappeared.

But the three-legged Golden Crow on the Canggu Ocean suddenly froze for a moment, then let out a pitiful cry, and turned into a ball of golden and red spirit fire, hanging in the air without moving.

Chapter 965 Leave it to you

When many Nascent Soul cultivators saw that the three-legged Golden Crow, which had been chasing after nearly two months, turned into a spiritual fire again, they couldn't help showing joy.

Although day and night suddenly alternated between heaven and earth before counting breaths, none of them studied the Nascent Soul too deeply.After all, this kind of thing is beyond the means that Yuanying and even Huashen can use, and only exists in the ancient records handed down from ancient times.

Only those Mahayana venerables who sit back and watch the situation of the ages can have such great supernatural powers that can change the world.

Some Nascent Soul cultivators secretly thought in their hearts that maybe it was these venerables fighting in the vast small world that caused such a shocking vision.

Facing this kind of existence, why should they worry about it?

The Nascent Soul cultivator who has lived for 2000 years, doesn't he understand this truth?

The same is true for Du Yu and other four masters at the front. Without any hesitation, they immediately activated their respective inheritance spirit treasures, which suddenly increased the already extremely fast escape speed by a large amount.

It's just that Du Yu and Yu Rui flew towards the rear, while Bai Yuheng and Ming Lin flew towards the spirit fire.

And Zhang Shiping swept his consciousness, and found that Kunkui, Ao Xuan and Ye Qi, who were more than [-] miles away behind him, no longer had any reservations at this moment, and all of them showed their bodies amidst the thick clouds rolling around them.

After Kunkui turned into a giant kun, the blood-like red water lingered around the tens of feet of his real body, and at the same time, the aura of water in the sea surged up majesticly, completely submerging his body in it.

Ao Xuan, on the other hand, transformed into a silver-armored dragon with its fangs and claws in the midst of the wind and cloud. The wind and thunder moved all over her body. A pair of vertical pupils stared at the distance with a fierce look in her eyes. The sharp teeth in her mouth lined up like knives, glowing in the sun. With cold light.

Not far away, a giant tortoise with the head of a snake and the tail of a snake flew to it with a river map on its back.

The two great monks of the sea clan looked at each other, their demonic powers converged, blood flashed all over their bodies, and their speed suddenly increased by several times, as if teleporting, they flew away for several miles, far away from Zhang Shiping But twenty miles.

Following the blood light, within a few flickers, he escaped for more than ten miles, shortening the distance to between six and seven miles in an instant.

However, Kunkui still maintained the previous escape speed, watching with cold eyes, and did not get violent.

Zhang Shiping saw that he couldn't get rid of it, and Du Yu and Yu Rui were also coming at a gallop, using the method of spiritualization, and he turned into a ball of blue and purple flames. .

After stopping, the group of blue-purple flames turned into a half-empty and half-real figure, and Zhang Shiping's face could still be vaguely seen.

At the same time, he is no longer just urging "Wan Jiansheng" with his spiritual thoughts, but with a dignified expression, he swiftly forms seals with both hands, pouring out his own mana without hesitation, and the 27 blue frost swords that were originally hovering around his body They soared into the sky together, and after hovering a hundred feet above their heads, the swords trembled slightly and made a clear sound, and then each of them turned into more than ten red sword lights.

As soon as these nearly three hundred sword lights emerged, they gathered somewhere at the same time.

In an instant, a group of red light suddenly appeared in the sky, dazzling like the scorching sun in the sky.

Then the light faded, and the red light turned into a huge sword nearly a hundred feet long, with an astonishing aura on the sword.

Seeing the formation of the giant sword, Zhang Shiping flipped his hands, and immediately a pagoda with eight sides and nine floors emerged in his palm, and purple black flames gushed out from the bottom of the tower, turning into a black glow and shooting towards the giant sword.

Immediately, a layer of deep and strange black flames spread from the sword body at the handle, and the red light and black flames of the sword body intertwined and flickered.

Kunkui, who was slightly behind by more than ten miles and surrounded by red water, couldn't help but change his face slightly. Although he felt a little threatened from it, he just stopped his figure and watched the change.

At the next moment, the huge sword suddenly disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was already three or four miles away, and it happened to slash from top to bottom on the bloody light that was shining again.

Between the two striking each other, there was a loud bang, and the mass of blood was split into two by the slash of the giant sword, bursting out into a dazzling aura.

At this time, Du Yu and Yu Rui also rushed to Zhang Shiping's side, and the three stood side by side.

In the spiritual light, Ao Xuan, who was wrapped in the prisoner dragon armor, stretched out his front claws, and the three silvery dragon claws tightly clamped the blade of the sword, and purple lightning arcs jumped between his fingers.

It looked coldly at the three people not far away, and said in a deep voice: "Shiheng, although the method of "Wan Jiansheng" is strong, but with your few broken swords and your cultivation, you can't do anything to the old man."

However, the scales between the fingers were damaged, and the black and purple flames on them were burning endlessly.

But in just one or two breaths, under the silver light emitted by the prisoner dragon armor, the scale armor between Ao Xuan's fingers returned to its original state, and the black flame was also forced out by it, turning into gray gas and dissipating in the air.

However, the silver light didn't stop there, and then spread towards the giant sword.

Zhang Shiping, who knew the power of the Prisoner Dragon Armor well, with a thought, the huge sword turned into a sword light, re-condensed into 27 flying swords more than a hundred feet away, and then appeared beside him.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Shiping sacrificed the golden light mirror, and golden light appeared all over his body.

As for what Ao Xuan said, he didn't deny it.

After all, he hadn't planned this attack, so he could have won these two great monks of the Sea Clan with inherited spiritual treasures.

If he had just broken through to the later stages of the big monk, if he had the confidence to attack with all his strength, under this slash, the opponent would definitely have to avoid his edge, and he would not be able to attack with almost no damage like Ao Xuan.

If he really wants to fight against such a great monk, unless his own cultivation base and natal magic weapon are improved to a higher level, of course he must use the golden light mirror.

"These two and the last one are handed over to you. I'll help them collect the spirit fire." He first looked at the two people on the left and right, then shrugged helplessly.

After all, Bai Yuheng and Ming Lin are not Nascent Soul cultivators who practice fire art, so it will take some effort to collect the spiritual fire.

Then he went on to respond to the other party, sneering:

"How can my meager cultivation level be compared with that of you, a great monk who has plundered the blood of your younger generation? After Ao Ji's ascension, I am afraid that he would never have imagined that the boil that he valued would be reduced to your cultivation accumulation, right? It's just boiled Qi's bloodline is not as pure as Ao Jue's, one day you, a great monk, will also plunder his bloodline, and if you purify your own bloodline, you may be able to break through to the realm of transforming gods with the ancient demon method!"

True dragons have five claws, while ordinary monks in the dragon clan only have three claws, but that Ao Jue was born with four claws, which shows that his blood is purer than other dragons in the small world, and he has the ancestral spirit. Mutually.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Shiping flew towards the rear spirit fire.

"Leave it to the two of us, you go and help them first and try to keep the spirit fire before the other monks come, and then come to help." Du Yu calmly pushed his fingers, opened the folding fan in front of his chest, and fanned gently .

Chapter 966 Blocking the way

Hearing that Du Yu was so confident, Zhang Shiping, who was flying towards the spiritual fire, couldn't help sighing in his heart. In fact, he had exerted seven or eight percent of his strength in the blow just now, and his self-confidence was not weaker than that of any great monk, but he was not. Ao Xuan, who was protected by the dragon armor, was not really hurt.

At their level, there may still be some gaps in mana or supernatural powers, but it definitely won't be so different. In the final analysis, it is because of external forces such as the inheritance spirit treasure.

He spread his hands, and one of the golden light mirrors that turned into a golden light and protected around his body fell on the palm of his hand.

It's just that although this mirror looks brilliant, it can be regarded as a rare treasure, but the divinity in it is restrained, and the gods have fallen into a deep sleep.

If this set of golden light mirrors can really recognize the master, then after he advances to the late stage, he should be able to compete with Du Yu and other current masters.

Of course, the sects founded by the five sects as Mahayana venerables must have far surpassed the master Jin Guang who was only one step away from the fusion period. Victory Golden Mirror.

It's just that although the treasures are good, the power they can exert in the hands of Nascent Soul monks is really limited, not much difference, after all, there is a limit.

These distracting thoughts came and went quickly, Zhang Shiping just sighed a little, and then his mind settled down again.His spiritual thoughts swept in all directions like a tide, and in an instant, he searched a radius of two or three hundred miles.

"There are still so many guys following, don't they give up?" Zhang Shiping shook his head and thought to himself.

After the short fight with Ao Xuan, he could better understand the gap between the two sides. It is no wonder that Qinghe, Yu Dan and other previous generation masters were facing Hongyue The three Huashen Venerables, Xuanshan, Xiao Chengwu, also had a bit of confidence.

It is 300 million miles from Nanzhou to this place, and it took more than two months, but along the way, Yuanying Zhenjun went from dozens of people at the beginning to now only a dozen or so.

Among those early Yuanying monks, except for Tianfeng and Guzhang, the rest have all given up.

And although these ten Nascent Soul True Monarchs are somewhat behind, they are only about a hundred miles away from this false spirit fire.For them, this distance is very close.

When Zhang Shiping's spiritual thoughts approached him, Miaofa naturally sensed that this person was heading towards the false spiritual fire, and Bai Yuheng and Ming Lin were already casting spells to collect the spiritual fire, so he couldn't help frowning.

But aware that Du Yu and Yu Rui were confronting Ao Xuan, Ye Qi, and Kun Kui in front of them, and there seemed to be signs of an imminent attack, so they did not act rashly.

Sure enough, after they had just flown within fifty or sixty miles, Ye Qi had dived into the ancient ocean, mobilized the river map, set off monstrous waves, turned into dozens of waterspouts, and Ao Xuan triggered the wind and thunder, and in a short while Within a radius of tens of miles, it was like a catastrophe descending into the world, enveloping Du Yu and Yu Rui.

Amid the raging thunder and the turbulent sea, I saw a silver-armored dragon staring at the front with cold eyes. The dragon's head, which looked like a hut, let out a heart-shattering roar. The next moment, it disappeared suddenly, and appeared in front of the two of them again as if teleported. , wanting to swallow it in one gulp.

At this time, Du Yu retracted the folding fan in his hand, and with a thought, the bright jade mysterious light suddenly became nearly a hundred times larger, turning into an exquisite and transparent mirror, which blocked Ao Xuan's brutal collision all at once.

At the same time, under the cover of the sky filled with storm and thunder, thousands of tiny invisible hairline needles shot out from the sea surface.

Yu Rui snorted coldly, and with a wave of his big sleeve, the five-element ring flew out to protect the two of them.

While the five-color spiritual light was circulating, all the magic needles were blocked, without missing a single one.

At this time, Zhang Shiping had already flown to Bai Yuheng and Ming Lin, less than a hundred feet away from the spirit fire, he felt a pure fire spirit, which he had never felt before in the Valley of Resentful Fire.

Fire is always violent, but this fire aura contains a kind of vitality.

As soon as he absorbed a ray of breath from it, he found that he seemed to be showing signs of transformation, but at the same time, bursts of scorching heat came from the outside to the inside, and even his soul felt a sharp pain of being burned into ashes.

"Hmph." Zhang Shiping's complexion changed, and he let out a dull, painful hum.

"Isolate yourself from the spiritual thoughts and magic power of the outside world, otherwise you may be in danger of igniting the fire." Bai Yuheng said.

Around his body was a round of spirit treasures that were like a waning moon, and the whole body glowed with a faint yellow aura.

And Minglin was urging a spirit bead in front of him with a solemn expression, flashing a strange purple light, and rays of light like horses radiated from it, flying towards the false spiritual fire.

It's just that the spiritual fire was not collected so easily. As soon as the streaks of rays of light approached within ten feet, the surrounding space suddenly vibrated, and it collapsed into unowned spiritual energy again, leaving only a layer of Just ripples.

"Thank you, how long will it take?" Zhang Shiping said with an unchanged expression.

"Although the fire of the false spirit has shown itself, it is located in the void and cannot be collected directly. However, Minglin has the Xuanming Pearl, so it can be drawn out. It's just that the time is not yet fully determined. We have to be careful. Jueming and Xuan Yu haven't shown up yet, so they might be hiding somewhere!" Bai Yuheng shook his head, paying attention to the disturbances around him with great vigilance.

Hearing this, Zhang Shiping nodded his head lightly, but he did not block the release of divine thoughts and mana as Bai Yuheng said, but absorbed a wisp of breath from time to time within the range he could bear. Refining.

Seeing this, Bai Yuheng's eyes flickered, but he didn't say anything more.

On the other side, monks such as Miaofa, Jinlin, Yin Luosha, and Pengyang saw that the storm and thunder in front of them couldn't stop their figures, and the aftermath of the confrontation had already made them fearful.

"Where's uncle?" Yin Luosha asked via voice transmission.

Miaofa shook his head solemnly. The Golden Scaled Demon Monarch beside him was staring forward with those emotionless snake eyes. The forked scarlet snake hesitated, as if trying to find a loophole.

Instead, Kunkui escaped from the front and flew to Pengyang's side, and the two great monks from northern Xinjiang met face to face.

And in a void not more than ten thousand miles away from here, a space crack suddenly appeared, and a figure staggered and fell out.

Not far away, an old man with a blue face stared at him expressionlessly with one hand behind his back.

"Why did Fellow Daoist Qingpeng block the way?" Jue Ming asked unhurriedly after standing still in the sky.

"You can chat with the old man for a while, and a fellow Taoist will come over later." The blue-faced old man said, and then flew towards a small island below.

Jueming immediately followed without saying a word. He looked at the back of this person with a very dignified expression.

Chapter 967 Hurry Up