Cultivation of Immortality

The two powerful forces collided head-on.

It was like two huge iron stones colliding together, splashing out brilliant sparks. The strong light from the protective divine light, spells and magic weapons outside the bodies of the soldiers who were flashing and moving, and the brilliance from the collision of spiritual power were the sparks, extremely... Beautiful but also extremely tragic.

At this moment, Zhui'er's boiling blood suddenly cooled down. One life after another died in front of his eyes, while the ones behind were still rushing forward bravely. Should life be so humble? These are all human beings who have been cultivating for thousands of years. They have achieved this level of cultivation after countless hardships and ups and downs. Like me, they have grown up slowly through joy, sorrow, confusion, and awakening. They all once had the lofty ambition to achieve enlightenment and become immortals, but now they are just like cheap magic weapons that have been pushed out, flashing a small spark during the collision and disappearing into thin air. Is this the meaning of their lives?

With unspeakable emotions, Zhui'er rushed to the battlefield. The fierce fighting in front of him left him no time to think about it. In this space where the spiritual power was violently turbulent, the consciousness sent out would soon be shaken away, so even if it was The monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul did not dare to use their spiritual consciousness to observe the surrounding situation at will. Everyone looked for targets with their eyesight.

Although it is a close-quarters fight, the small battlefields where the two are fighting are at least a thousand feet apart. After all, this is a Nascent Soul-level melee. In such a battle, the well-trained red-clad law enforcement guards have an advantage. He can always maintain his own formation when advancing and retreating, and maximize his combat power. Although the expanded battalion has been trained a lot, first of all, its combat will is uneven. No matter how hard it is trained, it is difficult to achieve the red uniform discipline. The level of the guards was clearly reflected on the battlefield. The camp of the red-clad law enforcement guards was never disrupted by the monsters, while the other battalions gradually fell into a melee with the monsters.

Zhui'er saw Qihao leading his five-man team fighting against three smoke-breathing demonic beasts two to thirty thousand feet in front of them. There were even more powerful teams rushing in front of them. He wanted to find a few Taoists. The monster lowered itself and struck, and at a glance he saw five female cultivators on the right.

The team was being forced back by two huge monsters. Some of them had blood dripping from the corners of their mouths. They rushed towards them with their long knives. When they got closer, they waved their hands and shot out a golden light, which was given by the disciples of Baihua Island. One of his magic weapons called Xuanjin Shuo is more than enough to deal with monsters that are around the early stage of Yuanying. The Wudiao was killed with this magic weapon earlier.

The golden light flashed, and the monster beast that was hit let out a shrill roar. A large hole was punched through its left chest by the Xuanjin shuttle. Zhui'er wanted to look frightened and worried, so he didn't. Killing it all at once, the three-foot-tall monster turned around and staggered toward Zhui'er, wanting to tear the person who had killed it into pieces before it died. Zhui'er urged his long knife to slash at him. , the green-blue sword light passed through the monster's thick tree-like neck, killing it.

The five female cultivators over there took the opportunity to work together to kill another monster.

"Thank you!" The leading female cultivator shouted to Zhui'er, and then immediately led her men forward to kill.

One of the female cultivators turned around and cast a complicated glance at Zhui'er. Only then did Zhui'er realize that the woman was Chun Ju.

After rescuing the five female cultivators, Zhui'er moved forward with his sword and saw Si Liang, Qian Jin and two other people from the same team forming a square formation and dancing around with their magic weapons. However, there were no monsters around. However, Er didn't need to use his mental powers to detect the ghost monster lurking not far away from them with his current cultivation. Ghost monsters with invisible magical powers were quite troublesome, not to mention their sneaky attacks. It's hard to guard against, and the panic it causes can easily put a team into a stagnant defense.

"Don't come here! There are invisible ghosts here!" Si Liang saw Zhui'er flying towards this side and immediately gave a warning.

"Where is it?" Zhui'er had deliberately flown to the side of the lurking ghost ki. At the same time that the ghost ki attacked him, he acted as if he had panicked and used his long knife to protect his body after hearing the warning. The heat was just right, and when the blue sword light flashed, the ghost pounced on it.

The rapidly spinning sword light instantly destroyed the ghost until not a single bone was left. Zhui'er, who was in the ball of sword light, pretended to be crazy and shouted in panic, "Is it attacking me? I feel like it has hit something." !”

"What a damn fate!" Qianjin gritted his teeth as he looked at the ball of sword light that was still flying with lingering fear.

"You've already killed it, go back quickly, don't rush forward." Si Liang really didn't want this knowledgeable young monk to die in vain. After Zhui'er stopped the hovering long knife with a panicked look on his face, he He flew over with a stern look on his face and pushed Zhui'er twice on the shoulder, urging him to return to the back of the camp immediately.

"Okay! I'll go back." Zhui'er nodded repeatedly in shock. When Si Liang wanted to lead his men to kill him, he asked loudly, "Did I kill a ghost?"

"Yes, go back quickly, I will repay you for this credit." Si Liang turned to him and smiled. ??

"Be careful!" Zhui'er shouted to the four of them as if he couldn't help himself.

"This little guy is really lucky." Qianjin couldn't help but say it again, and the other three nodded.

While searching for the target, Si Liang said, "It's also because of the extraordinary power of his sword. Otherwise, it would not be the ghost but him who would die. Their Qianxu Palace is rich and wealthy, and a Danjie monk can have such a good treasure. It's really It’s not comparable to other sects.”

"It's a pity that such a good treasure is in his hands." One person said itchingly.

The two demonic beasts that rushed forward with four or two fingers rushed forward and said to the man, "It's a pity that there is nothing we can do. They belong to others. I can't force them to be used by you."

kill! "

Zhui'er couldn't rush forward at this moment, so he mingled with the chaos and found an opportunity to kill two weaker monsters. With his alchemy cultivation level, even with powerful treasures, he killed four Nascent Soul-level monsters in a row. The beast was enough to watch, and if he continued to kill it, he would arouse suspicion, so he rescued a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk who fell from above and returned to the military camp.

Bai Ling, who was in the camp, was already busy at the moment. During the fierce battle, seriously injured people kept escaping. The monsters had different magical powers, and the wounds they caused were all kinds of strange. She needed to diagnose and treat them one by one.

Bai Ling was overjoyed to see Zhui'er back. He first checked the symptoms of the injured person in the mid-Nascent Soul stage and took a pill for him. Then he asked Zhui'er, "Are you not injured?"

Zhui'er wiped away the sweat caused by his cultivation, shook his head and said with a silly smile, "I'm fine. I killed several monsters, and one was a ghost."

"Ah?" Jin Fusou and others on the side looked at him in disbelief.

"I'm pretty lucky this time, hehe." Zhui'er wiped his sweat again.

"Did you really kill a ghost?" Jin Fusou asked with wide eyes.

"Then you can get at least two Nascent Soul Stones. Did you kill it yourself?" Guo Tu licked his lips and looked at Zhui'er.

"They all saw it. I killed it myself." Zhui'er didn't show too much pride, because everyone would know in a moment how he killed the ghost, and he didn't show much of the process.

"How many monsters have you killed in total?" Guo Tu asked excitedly.

"Four heads." Zhui'er looked more proud this time.

"Four heads?! Did you commit suicide alone?" Guo Tu grinned, waiting for Zhui'er's answer.

"I am a disciple of Qianxu Palace!" Zhui'er said proudly. This is the easiest answer. Of course, disciples of Qianxu Palace must be outstanding!