Mortal's journey to immortality

Three bottles, this is good, it’s okay to scatter them, he couldn’t help but murmur to himself.

Wang Lu put aside all distracting thoughts, and got down to business. The love between his children was like fate to him, he would take it when it came and leave it behind.

During the leap, something unexpected happened to him. With a "whoosh" sound, the needle formed by the sky-supporting rod returned to his black hair again.

"Hahahahaha!"

It was as if a ray of sunshine finally shone into his depressed heart, making him smile.

Wang Lu cheered up and fled into the distance as fast as lightning.

But he suddenly stopped. A huge accident forced him to stop.

Meishuang didn't know why she left.

She was so distraught that she just wanted to leave this place far away. This monk gave her a very strange feeling, as if she had seen it somewhere, but she could not find the source no matter what.

After this catastrophe of life and death, all her thoughts about Chen Yong seemed to be cut off.

The strong call for him in my heart was in vain. If it weren't for the male cultivator who fell from the sky, I would have been killed by the monk long ago.

Only by continuously increasing your own strength can you go further and become the last person to pick the fruits.

She still overestimated her own strength. There were too many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the world of immortality, just like the male cultivator who saved her but didn't leave any breath behind. He was simply hidden.

She also doubted the possibility that this person was Chen Yong. She still clearly remembered his aura. However, what puzzled her was that this person did not emit a trace of aura. This was one of the reasons.

Secondly, she did not believe that Chen Yong had such advanced strength cultivation in just over sixty years. You must know that although strength is strong, it requires years of physical training to achieve anything. There is no powerful sect in the West Desert. It is a difficult path of strength.

These two points immediately put an end to the idea that the male cultivator was Chen Yong. Besides, even if the unattractive Chen Yong changed his appearance, he would still be far worse than the male cultivator.

She took out an extremely delicate token with lifelike dragons and phoenixes, and threw it away.

With her current strength alone, she simply cannot survive in the secret realm of Heavenly Dragons, Earthly Phoenixes, and even if there is the divine blood of Heavenly Dragons and Heavenly Phoenixes, the final outcome is not just to make wedding clothes for others.

She calmed down a little, and the green tree roots also disappeared into the cracks in space with the monk's death. It seemed that her fate had ended here, but this fate was the fate that almost cost her her life.

As the time for the secret realm to close was getting closer, she just wanted to find a hidden place to recuperate and recover to her peak condition. As her vision was destroyed, she also suffered serious injuries.

This trip to Tianyun gave her immortal memories, and also pulled her from the clouds to the ground. Only by constantly improving her skills and magical powers can she remain invincible in the unpredictable world of immortality. .

To the monk who rescued her, she also gave three bottles of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk as the karma to end this cause, so she would no longer be left with any debt.

However, Chen Yong's appearance still vaguely remained in the depths of her heart and could not be erased.

She didn't know whether her life was good or bad. Once she died, she didn't have to think about anything.

Tianyun Square is crowded with people. As the day when the secret realm is closed is approaching, more and more monks are pouring into Tianyun Peak from all directions in order to witness the final winner. If the opportunity is good, they may be able to kill him. , to seize the shocking gains in the secret realm.

After the number 13 disappeared from the life and death list, less than half a day later, the number 199, which belonged to the core true inheritance of the Mei Sect, the Mei Shuang, kept flashing. Just when everyone thought she was about to be sent to hell, from the sad No. 278, a highly talented monk in the Zen sect, suddenly exploded with yellow light and was immediately annihilated without a trace.

Everyone was shocked and speechless by this scene.

The monk has created too many cases of killing his opponents in desperate situations, but this time he was killed by Meishuang without any warning.

At the moment when the monk was beheaded, a bald, tall and thin monk in gray suddenly shouted loudly in the crowd. The crowd around him suddenly dispersed. The momentum the monk suddenly displayed was so amazing that he turned out to be a Yuan Yuan. A great monk in the later stage of infancy.

"Meizong, Meishuang, when you step out of the secret realm, you will fall!" The monk said bitterly as he looked at the life and death list.

"I think Shen Xu, you have eaten garlic. Your breath is so loud that it stinks to the sky! Your destiny is determined by God. If you are not as good as others, don't come out and embarrass yourself. Our sect's Meishuang is also your little sad and happy Zen sect." Can you beat me? Let me meet you today, a sect that likes to pretend to be gods and ghosts." An old woman with hazy eyes, goose-skinned hair, and perfect Nascent Soul, leaning on a silver crutch, walked towards the monk step by step, seemingly slowly but actually Go faster than the arrows.

"Haha, it turns out to be Master Qi Mei from the Mei Sect. I'm sorry for my clumsiness, but this disciple is related to the honor and disgrace of my Zen sect, so I can't ask you for advice." The monk said with a nonchalant smile.

Before leaving, the leader of the Sadness and Joy Zen Sect gave him a death order. If Monk Hua died in the secret realm, he would not come back.

The meaning is very obvious. If Monk Hua dies, he, Shen Xu, will also die.

"Don't think that just because you have become a super sect, you will get carried away. Today I will let you have a good look at what the true heritage of a super sect is." Master Qi Mei stomped his cane on the ground and disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the monk disappeared.

Two hours later, the old woman appeared in the square limping and leaning on a cane. This shocked everyone. Could it be that the enigmatic monk had been killed by her?

The old woman left slowly and returned to an inconspicuous flat house. With a bang, the crutches fell to the ground. A beautiful young woman with the same deep breath came forward, supported the old woman, and said eagerly: "Senior sister, just heal your wounds, everything will be fine." I am here."

"Ahem, that old bald donkey Shen Xu did have two brushes. He almost dragged me along to support him. Fortunately, he had a valuable treasure given by the sect master and sent him to the Paradise of Paradise. This can be regarded as the Sadness and Joy Zen Sect becoming a super After the sect, for the first time in the past thousand years, a strong man has been sent to take action. This matter is rather strange. I must report it back to the sect. I was seriously injured, so I will leave all the power here to my junior sister. Now there are at least dozens of people here. Great monk, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst. Although our sect is strong, a powerful dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake. After that girl Meishuang left the secret realm, we immediately used the Wanli flying boat to leave this place of right and wrong first." Master Qi Mei said Clutching her chest and coughing, a few strands of blood flowed from the corners of her mouth, and she spoke solemnly.

The young woman nodded and helped her into the secret room.

There was another change on the survival list. People turned their gazes and saw the number 152, with yellow light flashing continuously.

Among the ten people, the identities of three of them were unknown. On the 13th, they had already returned to the west. On the 16th, they were like stars sinking to the earth. In the end, they managed to save their lives. In their opinion, the 16th was the most important one. The person who showed signs of death was No. 152, who had never shown any signs. This surprised them?

If this person also dies in the secret realm, then there are only five of the three hundred people left now, and there are still four days until the secret realm is closed. Is it possible that the entire army will be annihilated?

The death rate is so high that it’s chilling to think about.

A strong man with a burly physique stood up from his meditation when he saw the number 152 flashing. There was a hint of coldness in his eyes. If the male cultivator really fell, it would definitely cause huge waves. .

If at that time, when the time comes to leave the secret realm, as long as the living person does not give a reasonable and true explanation, no matter who it is, they will be swallowed up by the anger of the Four Beast Sect.

Obviously, the lion-headed male cultivator is a disciple of the Four Beasts Sect, and he is also a very special disciple.