Sun's journey to immortality

"Be on full alert and pass as soon as possible. There may be people peeping nearby. Please seek help from the alliance store immediately. You will need at least one late-stage Nascent Soul monk or two sixth-level Nascent Soul monks."

The decision-making of this sixth-level Nascent Soul monk was not insensitive. After noticing this unexpected change, he immediately chose to seek help.

But the straight-line distance of about ten thousand miles is really too short for the monks on the eighth level of Nascent Soul, leaving no buffer time at all. This is also more powerful proof that in the face of absolute strength, all plans are useless. It is nothing but nothingness that is destined to be unattainable.

The instructions of the sixth-level Nascent Soul monk who was stationed in the caravan had not yet been effectively implemented. A stream of fiery red light had already gone straight to the location of the caravan.

"We are a caravan affiliated to the Alliance Shop and specializes in transportation. Where are you from, my friend? But there is a misunderstanding with our caravan?"

"If fellow Taoist is short of money, I am willing to offer a reasonable spiritual object as a reward on behalf of the alliance shop. How about asking fellow Taoist to open a passage so that we can meet each other in the future?"

Although Sun Mingsheng did not display all his aura vividly, the aura of a monk in the late Nascent Soul stage was not obviously concealed.

The sixth-level Nascent Soul monks who were stationed in the caravan were naturally unwilling to face off against the late-stage Nascent Soul monks who were far more powerful than themselves. However, due to their responsibilities, they were unable to effectively evade and could only block them.

In addition, in order to increase the persuasiveness and reveal the identity as soon as possible, the alliance store is also a quite special existence in the star world. It is not a sect or a family, but a company that operates under different families and sects. Shops of different sizes are built on stars of different sizes and spiritual vein levels, selling various spiritual items of different levels, and earning enough profits by buying high and selling low.

The power shown on the surface in the alliance shop cannot be underestimated. There is a monk in the early stage of becoming a god, and three monks in the late stage of Nascent Soul are in charge.

Thanks to the shock of this absolutely superior power, ordinary monks naturally dare not easily respond to his sharpness. Usually they only need to reveal their identity and present a deserved gift. In this sixth level of Nascent Soul, Similar situations usually existed in the past of the monks in charge. Unfortunately, the roles of the two parties today are not the same, and the purposes are also different. The caravan's tried and tested methods in the past are destined to be unable to have the desired effect.

After Sun Mingsheng heard about the reputation of the Alliance Store, not only did he not have the slightest fear, but he showed an expression of eagerness to try.

The alliance shop is a huge thing, but this also means that there is a high probability that there are a small number of fourth-level high-quality spiritual objects in each caravan.

"Now that I have appeared, some ordinary spiritual objects cannot meet the demand. If I donate the fourth-grade high-grade spiritual objects at the bottom of the box, I can consider it."

Sun Mingsheng, whose whole body was hidden in a black blouse, was also trying to put forward his own request. Of course, this was destined to be impossible to be satisfied.

"Although this Taoist friend is strong, he can definitely defeat me?"

There was a gloomy look on the face of the sixth-level Nascent Soul monk, and he was obviously unwilling to bow his head easily. As the treasure at the bottom of the caravan's box, there was no doubt about its scarcity. Naturally, such treasures could not be given away easily.

No matter what the final result is, of course under normal circumstances, the result of fighting over the next level is usually unable to achieve an effective comeback.

"True Fire Soul Controlling Flag, go"

Now that he has transformed into a plunderer, Sun Mingsheng is naturally not willing to delay any further. The souls of the eight ferocious-looking fourth-level mid-grade fire-attribute monster beasts serving as the vanguard of the battle are undoubtedly the same.

The target of these fire-attribute monster souls was not the leader of the sixth-level Nascent Soul monks. Instead, they decisively turned into streams of light and headed straight for different soul-sealing boxes.

For Sun Mingsheng, high-quality spiritual objects are of course extremely important, and the large number of relatively ordinary spiritual objects that dominate the spirit-sealing box are naturally indispensable.

Except for the four early Yuanying monks in the entire caravan, the rest were mainly mid- to late-stage Jindan monks who controlled the soul-sealing box. They were no match for the souls of fire-attribute monsters.

A gluttonous feast and a bloody fight soon officially kicked off with an extremely cruel start. Under the double disadvantage of strength and numbers, the Golden Core monks were the first to face the most bloody and cruel fight and became the first wave of victims.

The fighting method of the fire-attributed monster souls is also extremely primitive. With a sudden force of both claws, a golden elixir stage monk was torn apart alive. When the blood collided with the scorching heat, there were bursts of bloody smell. Spread quickly.

"We are from the alliance shop. Are you not afraid of being chased by the ancestors in the transformation stage?"

The monks on the sixth level of Nascent Soul also stared wide-eyed when they saw this scene. They could not believe the extremely bloody scene that had appeared in front of them, and the threat in their words never disappeared.

"Hmph, he's just a monk in the early stages of becoming a god. Why bother mentioning it repeatedly in front of me, arrows, go."

The battle has officially broken out. Naturally, Sun Mingsheng did not take the so-called threat to heart at all. He only needs to return to the world of cultivation after the incident. A mere monk in the early stage of becoming a god is unable to do anything.

The three arrows flew straight at the opponent in a triangular shape. The power contained in each arrow was no less than that of a late-stage Yuanying cultivator, and the speed of the attack was also showing a trend of getting faster and faster, like a horse running away from its reins, no less than some naturally occurring lightning strikes.

"Shield"

This Yuanying level 6 cultivator who had been traveling around the country with the caravan for many years was certainly not his opponent in a frontal battle, but he had the necessary combat acumen.

When the three arrows were less than a hundred feet away from him, a shield with an ordinary appearance and no special features appeared in time and intercepted the three arrows on their way. Two completely different forces suddenly exploded and turned into balls of flames that broke apart like stars.

"Boom boom"

In the mutual consumption and explosion between the two sides, there were endless explosions. At the same time, the three arrows finally had the upper hand. Under the explosion of the three arrows, this fourth-level middle-grade defensive fake spiritual treasure also had visible cracks.

"Three flavors of true fire, burn"

A series of hot flames sprayed out from the mouth, turning into fire snakes as thick as arms, which seemed to have life, surrounding the sixth-level Yuanying cultivator layer by layer. Under the infusion of scorching heat, his face instantly turned blood red.

Under Sun Mingsheng's series of active attacks, this sixth-level Yuanying cultivator also became flustered, and all kinds of coping methods became panic-stricken, and the situation he faced was becoming more and more dangerous.