Asking for Immortality in Another World

"Who are you?!"

It was thousands of miles away from Kongqing Mountain.

A figure flying a sword in the air blocked the four people.

He was dressed in a black robe, which fluttered in the wind.

The expression on his face was very calm.

The hands under the black robe were slightly raised, and the spiritual sword under his feet fell into his hands.

"Dead man, why do you need to know too much."

The voice was very calm, without too much emotion.

"Rampant!" The only cultivator in the late stage of foundation building among the four people waved his hand, and a spiritual weapon also fell into his hands.

The Fenkui and the Kongqing Mountain Zhao family foundation building collided fiercely.

The Zhao family's foundation building suddenly had a look of shock on his face!

This man...he is not a good person! !

He suffered a big loss just by that one blow.

You should know that he is a great cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.

And the person in front of him is only in the middle stage!

"If that's all, please lend me your head."

Two second-level spiritual swords flew out of the storage bag on Fen Kui's waist. In front of him, three second-level spiritual swords were arranged in a "品" shape.

At the same time, although his voice was not loud, the four people present were all in the foundation building stage, and they could all hear it clearly.

The only one among the four who showed a foundation building had an ugly face. Not only him, but the faces of the other three people were not too good.

It's really unlucky. Even drinking cold water makes your teeth stick.

Who would have thought that they would encounter a robbery cultivator just after leaving Kong Qingshan for more than a thousand miles. Of course, it may not be a robbery cultivator at all.

It's a person from a force hostile to Kong Qingshan.

Both are possible!

But it's not that someone knows the purpose of their trip.

Otherwise, the person who came could not be just a middle-stage foundation building.

Even Jindan would take action.

But what they don't know is that behind the person who took action is a Jindan.

"Ah...!!"

A painful scream tore through their hearts.

A bloody broken arm fell from the sky.

And all this happened in just a few breaths.

Zhao Yongping and the other two looked at each other.

Although he was unwilling in his heart, he couldn't just sit there and watch his elders fall in front of him, so Zhao Yongping nodded with difficulty.

The next moment, three auras of the middle and late stages and peak of the foundation building appeared!

His existence was exposed just after leaving Kong Qingshan.

The road to forming a pill is full of twists and turns!

At this moment, Zhao Yongping almost hated the man in front of him. He couldn't relieve his hatred unless he tore him into pieces.

Forming a pill is very important for any cultivator!

Anyone can kill a robbery cultivator! !

But the more they fought, the more frightened they became.

Four foundation building cultivators fought against one of them, and he was only a middle-stage cultivator. Not only did they fail to take him down, but their own situation became worse and worse, and they fell into a disadvantage!

Even this late foundation building cultivator who had his arm cut off by the second-level spirit sword at the beginning couldn't even get away to recover from his injuries.

The situation will be very bad if it continues like this.

And all of this is within Gu Changsheng's calculations.

Four foundation building cultivators only.

Even if his main body doesn't take action, he just divides the puppets.

If he wants, he can't even last an incense stick of time under his hands. He has more than just three second-level spirit swords on him.

A second-level first-level sword formation is still possible.

But he only took out three.

This is the time and opportunity left for them to mobilize people.

As for whether they can grasp it, not a fool knows to mobilize people.

And the distance to Kongqing Mountain is more than a thousand miles.

Only Jiudu can come in this time.

As for whether he will come...

Hehe, this is not up to him!

Even if he knows that there may be a big pit here, he has to bite the bullet and jump down, unless he sits back and watches these people die indifferently.

Among these four people, the future of the Zhao family of Kong Qingshan is at stake. Unless the end is near, they don't care about the future of Kong Qingshan at all.

Then Gu Changsheng could only sigh and admit defeat!

Such a person who cherishes his life, a cultivator in the middle, is indeed beyond calculation.

No matter how good the calculation in the world is, it needs someone to cooperate.

Otherwise, the painstaking calculation is just a joke!

But he couldn't think of a reason why Jiudu didn't come.

Anyway, if his end is near, it is impossible for him not to come.

Of course, he will never be near the end! !

The four people struggled under Gu Changsheng's three second-level spirit swords.

Zhao Yongping's heart was already half cold.

This person, can't be a Jindan old monster pretending? !

He didn't believe that there could be such a brilliant foundation-building cultivator in this world. He was a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of foundation-building, and what about the black-robed man in front of him? !

But it's just the middle stage of foundation-building!

Just the middle stage, what is he qualified for? !

Who can't be a genius and a prodigy when he was young! ?

He and three elders were fighting him, and the situation was getting more and more dangerous.

How could anyone accept this!

The more talented a person is, the more stubborn he is.

In other words, his Dao heart is unstable!

But his guess was not wrong.

Although the means used by Fen Kui were only those of the foundation-building realm from beginning to end, the person behind the scenes was a Jindan cultivator.

There were not many people in the foundation-building realm who could beat Fen Kui.

I don't know how many there are in the Southern Region.

At most, he can only be said to be a small genius.

And this Shengming Mansion is just one of the hundreds of mansions in Yang Country.

Compared with the entire Southern Region, it is just a drop in the ocean.

"Plop!"

A sword shadow flashed.

The "great cultivator" with a broken arm in the late stage of foundation building fell down.

And between his two eyebrows, there was a very clear hole, and there was still astonishment and disbelief in his eyes.

He didn't expect that he would die here today.

Until his death, he never closed his eyes.

"Uncle Twelve!"

"Brother Twelve!"

"Brother Twelve!"

Zhao Yongping, who was the first to react among the three, cried out sadly. No matter what, Uncle Twelve died here because of him.

The other two reacted a beat slower.

It must be said that the relationship between the immortal cultivation families is connected by blood, and the feelings between the immortal cultivation families for hundreds of generations are indeed much more than that of the disciples of the sect.

But there are pros and cons.

Both have their own advantages.

But Gu Changsheng naturally would not give them time to be sad.

The power became more and more powerful, and every sword was thrilling and exciting.

The pressure was put on the only three people left.

If they didn't shake them off, it would be too late!

The action of splitting the puppets was completely merciless, without any mercy.

His heart was as cold as the three swords. He reserved warmth for the people around him, not for his enemies. He had no feelings for his enemies!

"Boom!"

The loud sound fell from the sky to the ground.

Fortunately, there was no one living in the surrounding area, otherwise, the aftermath of the fight between the few people would cause countless deaths.

But the trees in the forest were in bad luck today.

If you look down from the sky, you can see that the trees are falling in groups, and from time to time there will be a burst of fierce spiritual energy.