Above the Immortal Cultivation

"Not good!"

When Wang Lu felt the space in front of his chest fluctuate slightly, he had no time to make any defense. He could only use all his strength to turn his body around in an instant, and moved more than ten feet to the left, barely avoiding this fatal blow.

"Boom"

The smoke and dust dispersed, and the transparent invisible arrow feather directly blasted the afterimage left by Wang Lu.

A young late Jindan cultivator with a peach-like face walked out calmly. The late Jindan cultivator who was almost killed by Wang Lu also came to his side, looked at Wang Lu fiercely, and bowed to him: "Brother Wu, I, Lu Chen, am very grateful. You just saw that this person's magic weapon is very unique and powerful. To ensure that there is no mistake..."

Before Lu Chen finished speaking, the cultivator surnamed Wu waved his hand and said: "Brother Lu, don't be polite. I understand what you mean. No matter how powerful this person is, I believe that he will never be spared under our joint efforts."

The blow he was determined to win just now was actually escaped by this cultivator named Chen Yong.

Although he remained calm, he was quite shocked in his heart. Not only did the other party possess a top-grade magic weapon that he could not see clearly even now, but now coupled with his strange and fast body movements, he felt a little dangerous, so he agreed to Lu Chen's proposal without hesitation.

At this moment, it was a life-and-death struggle. How could he act on impulse, let alone face? Saving his life was the top priority.

Wang Lu's spiritual sense swept slightly.

In the entire battlefield, almost all the people on Taishanxing's side were fighting one against two, and some were even fighting one against three. Fortunately, the battle had just begun, and the people on his side were obviously much stronger, which made the war in a relatively balanced state.

He retracted his spiritual sense and looked at the person who had just attacked him.

Seeing that the other party had a charming face of a young woman, wearing pink clothes, and showing two white calves, Wang Lu almost couldn't help laughing.

When the monk surnamed Wu saw Wang Lu's strange eyes and his expression of laughter, he was immediately furious. What he hated most was other people's opinions about his strange clothes.

As long as the monks who were not as high as him had even the slightest criticism of him, he would quickly make this person disappear from the world, so he was given the title of "Lord of Peach Blossoms" and became famous in Lingyun City.

Lord of Peach Blossoms' eyes were burning with anger. The more he looked at Wang Lu's rough appearance, the angrier he became. He shouted softly, as if spring had returned to the earth, and a sky full of pink peach blossoms appeared behind him like a dream. He laughed in anger and said, "The burial pond appears, and the smoke disappears."

As soon as the voice fell, the sky full of fragrance behind him moved without wind, and the entire space within a radius of thirty feet was instantly filled with peach blossoms. A trace of strange fragrance penetrated into Wang Lu's body without being touched.

Wang Lu immediately closed all the pores on his body, but even so, the fragrance was like a needle carrying the thread-like fragrance from outside into his body.

Wang Lu's whole body suddenly became numb. He instantly raised all his magic power, but the magic power at the golden elixir was like a flame that had just been ignited and was blown out by a gust of wind in an instant.

He tried dozens of times in disbelief, but it was still the same.

Moreover, what made him feel anxious was that as the fragrance continued to penetrate, even raising the magic power began to become more and more difficult. He was like a wooden man, stiff in place and unable to move at all.

"Hahaha..."

A wanton long laugh came from Taohua Jun's mouth. Lu Chen looked at Taohua Jun's peach blossom vision in a daze, his face full of disbelief. Although his cultivation was comparable to his, his strength was not a little bit worse, like a chasm that could not be crossed.

"It is your honor to die in my burial pond, Chen Yong. Enjoy your last bit of warmth." Taohua Jun said coldly, looking at Wang Lu who was completely under his control.

The next moment, peach blossoms continued to pour out from behind Taohua Jun.

Like a sea of ​​flowers, countless peach blossoms constantly wrapped and covered Wang Lu, directly turning him into a human-shaped peach blossom cocoon, carrying him in the air, which was very magical.

Then, a pool composed of countless peach blossoms appeared below Wang Lu. The whole peach blossom pond was fragrant, and Wang Lu in the peach blossom cocoon slowly descended into the peach blossom pond.

As Wang Lu slowly fell, the peach blossoms in the peach blossom pond seemed to be burned by a hot flame. Tens of thousands of peach blossoms in the pool suddenly emitted green smoke and were instantly burned.

Tide after wave, clusters of peach blossoms bloomed and burned in an instant. The temperature in the peach blossom pond was getting higher and higher, reaching the limit that ordinary Jindan stage cultivators could not bear.

At the same time, Tai Shanxing, who was fighting with Tai Qingyu and Tai Yuzhou, split more than ten subtle spiritual consciousnesses from the beginning of the battle to check the slightest movement of the entire battlefield.

What he didn't expect was that the first person to die at the hands of the opponent might be Chen Yong, who he had spent a huge amount of money to fight for and had great expectations for. This made him start to have a bad premonition!

He thought about it very hard, but there was no way to save Chen Yong. Although he and Tai Qingyu were fighting evenly now, he couldn't get rid of them for the time being.

He also considered that if he replaced himself with Chen Yong, he might also be affected by the peach blossom phenomenon without any signs of Taohuajun, unless he used the last life-saving treasure, he might be able to survive.

Just when he was thinking about how to save Chen Yong, a pink sword directly cut the air in half, and struck with extreme sharpness. He felt that Tai Qingyu's blow was nothing trivial, completely comparable to when he unfolded the vision. The power.

He couldn't help but muster up his energy, spit out a breath of magic power, and the cyan spirit sword instantly swung its tail up and down in mid-air like a swimming fish, and a sword mark as thin as a hair flew away in the air.

The cyan sword mark and the pink sword gang met in the air, but the expected two-phase ablation did not occur. The pink sword gang was split into two by the cyan sword mark like a piece of cloth and was directly erased.

The green sword marks disappeared immediately.

When Tai Qingyu saw this, she was shocked. She quickly released a purple jade pendant, and a purple brilliance protected her in the blink of an eye.

"Ding dong!"

Like a clear spring splashing onto bluestone, Tai Qingyu's whole body shook violently, the purple light around her body shook violently, and she was almost broken in half by the blue sword mark.

"wrong!"

When she escaped, Tai Shanxing had disappeared. She just saw him disappearing to the southeast of the battlefield, where Taohuajun and Lu Chen surrounded Chen Yong.

She suddenly realized the meaning of Taishanxing's heavy blow. It turned out that everything was to save Chen Yong who was in jail.

However, just when she was about to pursue Taishan Xing.

Tai Shanxing staggered back from mid-air, clutching his bleeding chest. As soon as he landed, he half-knelt on the ground holding one of the cyan spiritual swords.

He looked gloomily at Tai Yuzhou, whose figure was gradually becoming clearer, coughed, and said in a deep voice: "Soul-piercing needle, I didn't expect that Xu Yanxin could go against the ancestral rules and lend this needle to you!"

"You don't need to worry about this, Taishanxing. You calculated everything, but you still missed your kind heart and harmed you! We had expected that you would rescue the first person who encountered the danger of life and death. Companion of Jie, how does the soul-piercing needle feel? Do you feel that the tiny dust-like wound in your heart cannot be healed? "

Tai Yuzhou walked over slowly and said with a smile.