Chronicles of Ascension: The Path to Immortality

The fruit slowly grew bigger and ripened.

"Bang——"

The fruit suddenly cracked.

A piece of armor covered with black scales came out from it.

"Thousand Scale Armor!"

Zhang Xuan was delighted and immediately took the Thousand Scale Armor into his hands.

The Thousand Scale Armor felt cold to the touch, and was made of multiple refined scales.

He put it on directly and it fit him perfectly.

The defensive combat power of the Thousand Scale Armor was several times stronger than the scales on the original two-headed Sky-Swallowing Python.

"With this Thousand Scale Armor, the chances of winning this decisive battle have increased a bit." Zhang Xuan nodded with satisfaction.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

At this moment, a huge noise sounded outside the Fairy Cat Cave.

Ping Tianhou was already impatient, and the sword shadows kept falling on the third-level defense formation.

A large amount of high-quality spirit stones were consumed.

"There should be not many spirit stones left, it's time for a decisive battle."

Zhang Xuan walked out of the cave wearing the Thousand Scale Armor.

"Temple Master, you finally came out." Zhang Sanqian said anxiously.

"Have the top-grade spirit stones been used up?"

"Yes, there are only five left in the second batch of top-grade spirit stones. I wonder if the temple master has any left?"

"On me?" Zhang Xuan sighed, "The top-grade spirit stones have been used up, and I don't have many left."

"Ah... have the top-grade spirit stones been used up? What should we do? There are so many locusts outside, and there are third-level locusts staring at us. Once the third-level defense formation is broken, our entire Fairy Cat Valley will be in danger."

"This day will come sooner or later, so let's fight a decisive battle. Uncle Sanqian, notify all the Fairy Cat Valley monks to prepare for a decisive battle with the locusts, today."

"Yes!" Zhang Sanqian looked determined.

The monks of the entire Fairy Demon Valley have gathered.

The locusts are ravaging their homes, and the decisive battle is about to begin. All the monks know that this day will come sooner or later.

"Patriarch, come and say a few words to everyone." Zhang Xuan said to the old patriarch beside him.

The old patriarch, who had become the ghost master, came out, stood in front of everyone, and shouted in an excited voice:

"It has been nearly three years since the locust tide. Fairy Cat Valley has suffered an unprecedented disaster. The locusts have invaded our spiritual fields and valleys like a storm. The entire Fairy Cat Valley and the entire Black Domain Forest have lost their vitality in this catastrophe."

"Zhangjiaji has taken root in Fairy Cat Valley for more than 3,000 years. At this moment, all the cultivators in our Fairy Cat Valley have gathered here to fight against the locust tide together. We will never surrender easily. Are you ready?"

"Ready."

Tens of thousands of cultivators shouted in unison, making Zhang Xuan's blood boil.

"A group of human ants!"

The disdainful voice of Ping Tianhou came from outside the defense formation.

Ping Tianhou's strength is there, almost reaching the level of half-step fourth level.

Even seven or eight Jindan cultivators may not be his opponents.

Ping Tianhou looked at these human cultivators.

He held a long sword, and his murderous intent was revealed.

"The sword is about to drink blood." Ping Tianhou sneered, his eyes flashing with cold light.

Everyone looked at Ping Tianhou outside, and a shadow was cast over their hearts.

"I will deal with Ping Tianhou!" Zhang Xuan said to everyone.

"You..." The cultivators were shocked.

"Tenth clan elder, do you know how strong Ping Tianhou is? You can't survive a sword in his hands." Second clan elder Zhang Meng said.

"I have my own way." Zhang Xuan said firmly.

Last time, the beast-headed six-clawed Chi Jiao was also captured by Zhang Xuan.

Although I don't know what the tenth clan elder has, since he said there is a way to deal with it, there must be a way.

Zhang Xuan flew out first and came to the outside of the third-level defense formation.

"Boy, you are so brave!" Ping Tianhou showed a chilling smile on his face.

"Find a place to show me the strength of a half-step fourth-level cultivator!"

"Right here, I'll send you to the west!" Ping Tianhou shouted loudly, and his body moved, and he instantly appeared in front of Zhang Xuan, and the sword in his hand was like lightning, slashing towards Zhang Xuan.

The Six Yang Divine Travel Talisman in Zhang Xuan's hand flashed, and his body instantly became illusory and disappeared.

"Another third-level escape talisman, you can't escape this time."

Ping Tianhou quickly chased after him in the direction of the talisman fluctuations.

"Kill!"

The cultivator of Fairy Cat Valley roared loudly, rushed out of the third-level defense formation, and rushed towards the black locusts outside.

Even if it was placed in the entire sealed area, it was a thrilling decisive battle.

Ping Tianhou had the most second-level locusts among the five great marquises. Although many were killed by Fairy Cat Valley, there were still more than 200, and the first-level locusts were hundreds of millions.

After the cultivators of Fairy Cat Valley took the Earth Soul Golden Pill, the number of foundation-building cultivators reached 130, and there were nearly 40,000 Qi-refining cultivators.

The wind was howling, the dust was flying, and the whole valley was shaking.

The speed of the second-level locusts was as fast as lightning. Their wings left afterimages in the air, covering the sky and the earth, densely piled up for hundreds of feet, and rushed forward, almost burying all the cultivators.

The screams of the locusts and the buzzing of their wings merged into a terrifying movement, which made people palpitate.

"Fire Dragon Burning the Sky!" With a loud shout, the five elders of the Fairy Cat Valley waved their hands and threw dozens of second-level attack talismans.

These talismans were all refined by the cultivators of Xingyi City on the lake island, and their killing power was not inferior to that of the second-level talismans.

The Fire Dragon Burning the Sky Talisman burned rapidly in the air, condensing into fire dragons, whistling towards the locusts.

Wherever the fire dragon passed, the black swarms of locusts were instantly scorched by the high temperature and turned into ashes.

However, the number of locusts was too great. Even with the attack of the second-order talisman, a large number of locusts still passed through the defense line and rushed toward the monks in Fairy Cat Valley.

The monks displayed their respective martial arts skills one after another, with swords flying freely and spells flying.

A monk took a step forward and quickly formed seals with his hands. A sheet of ice instantly covered the surrounding locusts, freezing them in place.

Another monk waved the long whip in his hand, and the whip shadow was heavy, whipping the locusts to pieces.

At this time, Henry Zhang was panting and running forward.

He cast the Six Yang Divine Talisman several times and fled thousands of miles away.

"It's safe enough here." Henry Zhang stopped.

"Why didn't you run away?" Ping Tianhou's stern voice came from behind.

"It's nice here."

"Let you see the real Yijian Yongye!"

Ping Tianhou lowered his sword, and the dense shadows of the sword covered the entire sky.

The sky, which was originally daytime, suddenly dimmed.

One after another sword shadows hit Henry Zhang like a violent storm.

Henry Zhang gritted his teeth and kept moving his body through the shadow of the sword, like a cunning fish.

"No one can last ten breaths of time with one sword in the eternal night." Ping Tianhou said coldly.

Henry Zhang's clothes have been cut into pieces by the sword energy, even the Thousand Scales Armor is a bit broken, and there are scars on his body.

Fortunately, most of the bones in his body were tempered into Qi-blood treasure bones, and he was also wearing the second-level top-level defensive weapon Thousand Scales Armor, otherwise he would have been turned into plasma by Yi Jianye.

Ping Tianhou sneered, and the sword shadow in his hand became violent again, and the sword shadows hit Henry Zhang like meteorites.

Henry Zhang used the sackcloth witchcraft to summon a huge phantom of the witch temple.

This is the Guangling Hall of the Middle Palace.

The entire sky was trembling under the shadow of Guangling Hall.