Longevity starts with learning

"You can't escape. Just catch him without any effort. If you tell me where that kid is hiding, I promise to give you a good time!"

"Otherwise, I will definitely make you wait until death is worse than death!"

The old man's face was solemn, and in a cold voice, he made a seal with one hand. There was no wind and waves suddenly appeared, and a tornado of water suddenly rose into the sky from the calm sea, directly hitting the fleeing sisters Zhao Shuang.

At the same time, several foundation builders who were chasing the old man together also acted together with great tacit understanding. Brilliant spells, bombardments of spiritual weapons, and criss-crossing brilliant rays of light were instantly accompanied by surging spiritual energy fluctuations. A vast expanse of sky.

Zhao Shuang's face turned pale, and there were still blood stains on the corners of his mouth. Unprepared, green light bloomed all over his body, and a light green light envelope enveloped his whole body. However, under the joint attack of many foundation builders, this light green light barrier was also as fragile as The paper shattered in the blink of an eye.

The sky was stained with blood, and Zhao Shuang fell hard into the sea. Zhao Yu, who followed closely behind, screamed, but immediately, an overwhelming offensive followed.

Zhao Yu was even more powerless to resist. Several spells were accurately hit, and her long skirt was shattered, like a kite that had lost control and fell down.

At this time, Zhao Shuang, who originally fell into the sea, rushed out violently, with several green lights flashing, barely hindering the attack that followed. He raised his hand and left the severely injured Zhao Yu behind.

At this moment, several Tyrant Sword Alliance foundation builders followed closely behind them and surrounded them one after another, blocking all escape routes for the two of them.

"I said, you guys can't escape!"

The old man looked at Sister Zhao Shuang coldly: "It's not too late to reveal the whereabouts of that boy now, and you can avoid the pain of searching for his soul!"

Sister Zhao Shuang's clothes were torn and her delicate body was stained with blood. The two of them supported each other and looked at each other with determination on their faces.

At this moment, a sharp whistling sound suddenly emerged from the sky. From far to near, in just a short moment, a figure appeared in the sky.

The visitor was also dressed in black robes, with silver hair dancing in the wind. His face was old, but as determined as a knife or an axe, and his cold eyes were fixed on Sister Zhao Shuang for the first time.

"See the real person!"

The members of the Ba Dao Alliance immediately paid homage and shouted.

The Zhao Shuang sisters were already looking desperate. The real Jin Dan of the Tyrant Sword Alliance appeared and died. It was all a luxury hope!

"Where is that kid hiding now?"

As an undoubted voice sounded, a terrifying pressure also fell on the Zhao Shuang sisters. The thoughts of self-destruction that had just emerged from the surge of magic power were forcibly destroyed under this terrifying pressure. of suppression.

The magic power was stagnant and dead, and the two sisters, who were already exhausted, seemed to have no hope of even standing firm at this moment.

At this moment, in the void, the sky-breaking flying boat seemed to be in another space. Chu Mu stood on the bow of the flying boat, looking at the scene of such a big fight in front of him, the strange color in his eyes seemed to become more intense.

A mere foundation-building realm attracted the pursuit of such a large force from the Bazhou Alliance.

It even attracted the Bazhou League’s Jin Danzhenren to personally take action...

"Luo Hao..."

Chu Mu whispered the name of the three golden elixirs of the Bazhou Alliance. Although he had never met them, it was obvious that with the existence of Qing Ling, he naturally knew the information about the Bazhou Alliance.

The golden elixir in front of me seems to be the number one Baxing master who currently controls the Baxing Alliance, Luo Hao!

That is, the disciple of the fourth-level sword cultivator.

This person is also very fantastical.

With a life span of three hundred years, this person was about to end his life. He didn't know how blessed he was. He suddenly succeeded in forming an elixir. He can be called an example of a late bloomer. In the world of immortal cultivation in the vast sea, this person's elixir formation is also one of the most popular. To spread, it is quite inspirational.

"The person the Tyrant Sword Alliance is looking for in such a big move..."

Chu Mu touched his chin and seemed to understand a little.

After all, in the recent world of Immortal Cultivation in the Vast Sea, who doesn’t know that a mere casual cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm gave the Tyrant Sword Alliance a slap in the face, causing the Tyrant Sword Alliance’s majesty to fall apart, and almost destroying the reputation of the Tyrant Sword Alliance? Lost everything.

The so-called visitor is a guest, and no one can deceive anyone. All the major forces in the world of immortality naturally flaunt themselves in this way, at least on the surface.

No matter what happens in secret, it is all a matter in secret. Even if everyone knows it, no one will reveal it to the public.

But the Tyrant Sword Alliance obviously made a big fool of themselves.

Customers came and exchanged resources. As a result, the store bullied the customers and wanted to kill people and steal the goods, but the result was that Master Jindan of the Ba Dao Alliance did not care about his face and even let people escape...

If the news that Ba Dao Zhenren had given birth to a baby had not come out later and attracted all the attention, the existence of Ba Dao Alliance would probably have become the laughing stock of the entire Hanhai Immortal Cultivation World.

The reason for the scene before him was undoubtedly very clear.

It's just... why did Sister Zhao Shuang get involved with that casual cultivator?

Chu Mu's eyes moved slightly. Could it be that, as he had guessed back then, that boy was the remnant of a direct descendant of a certain ruined force in Da Chu?

Chu Mu was thoughtful.

Da Chu has been in chaos for many years, and countless families, large and small, have been destroyed.

Even the two behemoths, the Xie family in East Lake and the Li family in Nanshan, which were known as one clan and five clans, can be said to have ceased to exist.

Under the aggressive influence of the Changsheng Sect, the remaining forces of the two behemoths, the Xie family in East Lake and the Li family in Nanshan, were also forced to completely integrate into the so-called Righteous Alliance, and they no longer had the independent dominance of one party in the past.

As his thoughts flowed, Chu Mu looked at the large formation in front of him.

If it is true as he thinks, then this old friend is worthy of his rescue. Even if he takes a lot of risks for this, it is undoubtedly worth it.

Chu Mu looked at the people in the field and his eyes moved slightly. The few Bazhou Alliance foundation-building monks... were not worth mentioning.

The only person worthy of his slight concern is the Jindan Master of the Overbearing Alliance.

On top of the information about the Tyrant Sword Alliance given by Qing Ling, the relevant information about Luo Hao is also extremely clear.

Immortal monks are in the early stage of Jindan cultivation. The method they practice is a method of dual cultivation of body and law that is quite famous in the world of Dachu Immortal Cultivation, called the Bible Technique.

Although its name is holy, it is said that it is a technique created by ancient supernatural beings who imitated the methods of real demons. Those who practice it have strong magical power and extremely strong bodies.

As for the other methods of this cultivation, the intelligence of the natal magic weapon has not shown whether it is refined or not. The revealed fighting method is a high-grade metallic magic weapon called the Gengjin Zimu Knife.

As for other means, it is still unknown.

The relevant information flashed through his mind, and Chu Mu considered it slightly. The method of the golden elixir in front of him was secondary.

Even if he is a true cultivator of Sword Intent, Chu Mu is confident of crushing him, but killing is easy, but dealing with the aftermath is not easy.

At this time of the thousand-year celebration of the Tyrant Sword Alliance, the fourth-level Sword Intention True Cultivator appears in the world, with great momentum, stirring up the storm in the vast sea.

If he kills the Jindan master of the Tyrant Sword Alliance in front of him...

This wasn't just a slap in the face... it was to tear off the face of the Tyrant Sword Alliance and stomp on it several times.

The anger of the Tyrant Sword Alliance was second only to the anger of the fourth-level Sword Intention True Cultivator. His little golden elixir could not withstand it.

When Chu Mu was hesitating, between the sea and the sky, he saw that Sister Zhao Shuang had not responded for a long time. Luo Hao obviously lost his patience. As soon as he raised his hand and grabbed it, a giant claw appeared in the void. Without any surprise, the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry. Zhao Shuang and the two were caught by the giant claws, and in an instant, they were in front of Luo Hao.

Then Luo Hao's right hand was seen reaching out and falling towards Zhao Shuang's head. The traces of mana flickering clearly showed the traces of the operation of the soul-searching technique.

Feeling this irresistible terrifying power, Zhao Shuang's face turned pale, and she slowly closed her eyes in despair.

At this moment, a bright light seemed to flicker out of the corner of his eye, and Zhao Shuang looked at the place where the light flickered with doubt.

Immediately, an almost unbelievable scene appeared before her eyes.

She saw several rays of light suddenly appearing in the sky. Under the criss-crossing rays of light, the several Bazhou Alliance foundation-building monks who made her almost desperate had almost no time to react.

A few living people and a few foundation-building monks were extremely abrupt... shattered into pieces, with broken flesh and bones, falling from the sky like rain and falling on the sea, dyeing area after area red.

"Who is it!"

Luo Hao's expression changed drastically. He subconsciously retracted the soul-searching hand he had just reached out. He raised his hand and a palm-sized copper bell floated in front of him. The bell sounded crisply. The sound wave swept through, and a looming transparent light film appeared. It is to completely cover it and protect it.

At the same time, Luo Hao touched his fingertips, and two golden lights bloomed in the storage ring, and two strange-shaped scimitars hung in front of him along with the copper bells.

He looked around cautiously, but saw nothing unusual.

"Pretend to be a ghost, come out when you feel like it!"

Luo Hao looked around, his consciousness flowing in the cold voice, and he was obviously extremely vigilant.

And at this moment, just above Luo Hao's head, as a black shadow emerged, a bright sword light also fell from the sky!

The sword was bright and cold, and terrifyingly sharp. Even if there was only a slight spillover of the aftermath, Zhao Shuang, who was in the offensive range, felt that he would be completely stunned at any time!

Luo Hao, who was locked by this terrifying and sharp force, turned pale and his voice was trembling.

Such a fierce and sharp sword, he is a monk of the Tyrant Sword Alliance, and his master is a fourth-level sword spirit true cultivator, so how can he be unfamiliar with it!

There is a third-level sword spirit cultivator eyeing him!

Just thinking about it for a moment made Luo Hao's heart tremble!

If the sword is truly cultivated and he attacks Wushuang, he will definitely die!

His thoughts moved slightly, and he wanted to send a message to ask for help, but when the message came out, it was inexplicably lost and could not escape the area around him.

"rise!"

Luo Hao gritted his teeth, the bell vibrated, and a faint sound wave swept over him. He raised his hand and threw it, and the bell hit the blade. At the same time, Luo Hao jumped around, completely ignoring the thrown bell magic weapon, nor the Zhao Shuang sisters. , focused on escaping.

Clang!

Only a crisp impact was heard, and the bell magic weapon, which had lost its owner's control, was instantly shot into the sea and disappeared under the light of the sword.

But at this moment, the light of the sword disappeared, and the blade war puppet suddenly appeared. His cold eyes looked at the fleeing Luo Hao without any emotion. As the blade circulated, it disappeared into the void again.

The next moment, another bright sword light appeared right behind the fleeing Luo Hao.

One sword, two swords, three swords!

The Blade War Puppet is like an assassin hiding in space, appearing and disappearing, and every blow is fatal!

By the time the fourth knife fell, Luo Hao was almost desperate and screamed for mercy:

"Fellow Taoist, have mercy on me! Have mercy on me!"

"You can't kill me!"

"I have a secret, that kid has a big secret, I can share it with fellow Taoists!"

"My master is..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly.

Luo Hao's face was pale, and his pupils were full of despair, but there was no trace of divine light in his eyes, and they were completely dim.

The body that flew out, like a kite out of control, fell in the sky.

Behind his body, the Blade War Puppet stood with a knife in his hand, took a deep look at Luo Hao, who had no trace of life, and with a wave of flickering, the Blade War Puppet returned to the void and hid.

Then, before the Zhao Shuang sisters could react, another irresistible terrifying force appeared out of thin air and covered them.

This terrifying force bound the two of them and pulled them upwards. In the end, the two of them were also pulled into the sky and disappeared.

At this time, in the sky, with a faint space wave flickering, a green dress appeared in the sky.

Chu Mu glanced at Luo Hao, whose soul had been slashed, he pondered for a moment, raised his hand and pinched his fingers, and a series of magic spells fell on this sea area, and in the storage space, one after another, the formation flags also fell one by one.

However, in just a dozen breaths, a rather special third-level formation was completely formed in this sea area.

At this time, the magic formula flashing in Chu Mu's hand just stopped, and the majestic spiritual consciousness swept across the sea. After confirming that there were no loopholes, Chu Mu thought for a while, then took a step forward, without leaving any trace, and disappeared again in the void.

At the same time, the newly laid out formation also started to operate, and the criss-crossing formation forbidden veins connected the water vapor in the vast sea. As the formation forbidden lines flashed, the formation flags intertwined and blended with the formation forbidden lines, and the water vapor in this sea area surged and sank into the power of the formation.

The whole formation was like a water furnace, and more and more water vapor was absorbed and spread in this sea area, washing all the traces left in this sea area over and over again.

In the end, more and more water vapor accumulated under the direct action of the formation forbidden, and even began to exceed the load limit of this formation.

The original oven seemed to be unable to bear the heavy load, the forbidden patterns creaked, and the water waves rippled, but all this did not stop.

This great formation continued to operate according to the predetermined procedure, and continued to absorb the water vapor in the sea frantically, until finally... the great formation... was broken!

At this moment, the forbidden formation was annihilated, and the vast water vapor bound in it was swept by the power of the broken forbidden formation, like a sudden tsunami!

The tsunami swept the terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations, bursting in this sea area, destroying any area filled with water vapor, and annihilating any trace of possible existence...

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