Cultivation of Immortals begins with drawing superhuman physique

Not long after the fierce battle, Meng Shan found that his spiritual power was rapidly depleted, and his energy was constantly being disintegrated by a mysterious force. In shock, he was so frightened that he quickly retreated and tried to escape.

However, how could Su Poman let him go? He kept chasing him, and every attack could disintegrate a small part of Meng Shan's aura.

The two of them started a long pursuit battle on the Da Cang Plain.

As a physical cultivator, Meng Shan is naturally extremely physically strong, but the speed of his pure physical body is a little slower than that of Su Poman. Only after blessing Gang Qi can he gradually widen the distance, which forces him to have to explode one after another in an attempt to

Keep the distance away, and then completely throw Su Poman away.

But what made him collapse was that it seemed that Su Poman could accurately find his location every time and catch up to fight with him, which greatly increased the consumption of his spiritual power. When it was just dawn, the spiritual power in his body

He was no longer alive. The intense consumption of spiritual power and the gradually worsening injuries made his face turn pale.

At noon, all the spiritual power in his body was exhausted, and he could not form any energy. He could only rely on his physical body to attack. He desperately increased his speed and even used long-abandoned martial arts.

The speed increased to almost the same level as Su Poman, and there was no time to adjust the breath and restore spiritual power.

In the early morning of the fifth day, Meng Shan felt that his legs were as heavy as lead. He had been running with all his strength these days, and he didn't even have time to stop and eat to replenish his strength. By now, he was at the end of his strength, not to mention hungry.

, the physical body is also extremely tired.

He looked back and saw no figure of Su Poman. He breathed a sigh of relief and was about to sit down and take a rest. Suddenly a figure rushed in front of him. He was looking at him with a smile and said, "I don't have any strength anymore."

?”

In fact, Su Poman could easily catch up with him many times, but in order to kill his energy, he kept a leisurely pace. Whenever Meng Shan wanted to stop and rest, he would catch up and harass him, so that he could not stop for a moment.

peaceful.

Over the past few days, because Su Poman was exposed to the sun every day, his body could be replenished at any time. He didn't need to rest at all, and he didn't feel any tiredness.

Meng Shan was not so lucky. He ran for his life for four consecutive days. Not only was his spiritual power completely exhausted, but his physical strength was also at its limit due to not eating for a long time, and he could no longer exert any strength.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in a blink of an eye he saw a mud puddle under him, so he leaned down and drank the mud water, then wiped his mouth, coughed twice, and raised his head with despair.

He looked at Su Poman and said, "Can you let me eat a barbecue before I die?"

"Sorry, can't!"

Having said that, Su Poman was about to take his life.

"Wait!"

Meng Shan raised his hand and interrupted: "I have two final questions. Tell me. Can you let me be a clear person?"

"Okay!" Su Poman said lightly. He happened to have some questions about the immortal cultivators, "But you have to answer my questions first!"

"good……"

"Which country and which sect are you a cultivator of immortality?"

"Nanyue Kingdom, Ghost Spirit Gate..."

Su Poman then asked: "How many sects of cultivating immortals do you have there, and how do you join them?"

"As a second-class cultivation country, Nanyue Kingdom has a total of three major sects and Sifang Sect. The three major sects are Lieyang Sect, Five Elements Sect and Yinsha Sect. Sifang Sect includes Ghost Spirit Sect, Blood Gu Sect, Fanyin Sect and Xituo Sect.

There are dozens of immortal cultivating families with various surnames. Most of the selected disciples of these immortal sects are selected from four or five-year-old boys. There are also some who come directly from the cultivating family through nepotism and are recommended by the sect to enter the inner sect.

of……

Mortal warriors who want to join the Immortal Sect can participate in the Immortal Level Trial of each sect, or they can find the Immortal Envoy to show their qualifications and join... The Immortal Level Trial is somewhat difficult for ordinary Grand Masters, but it should not be difficult.

Stay with you, oh, I have said everything I should say, can't you just let me go? I can swear not to retaliate!" Meng Shan had a begging look in his eyes. As an immortal monk, he didn't want to die like this.

Frustrated.

Su Poman ignored his miserable look and continued to ask: "Is the bag on your waist the storage bag in the Immortal Sect?"

"How do you know about the storage bag?" Meng Shan asked in surprise. Then he seemed to have figured out something. He took out all the sundries in it and put it beside him, saying: "You have no spiritual power.

You can’t open this storage bag while I’m here, so I’ll give you all these things so that you can have the opportunity to gain access to the immortal cultivation techniques in advance. As a deal, how about you spare my life?”

Su Poman calmly put the storage bag connected with the books into his arms, shook his head and said: "Today, you will die, okay, if you have anything to ask, just tell me!"

Meng Shan's eyes dimmed instantly. He raised his head and asked curiously: "What does that rare treasure on your body look like? Can you let me see it?"

"..."

Su Poman was a little speechless and explained helplessly: "To tell you the truth, I don't have any exotic treasures here. It's all because of my special physique that I have these abilities!"

"Special physique? Is it the legendary special spirit body? A few years ago, I heard that the Yinsha Sect accepted a genius with a Tianyin body, and his cultivation speed was extremely fast. It seems that you also belong to this category...

Alas, I didn’t expect that the two of us would lose our lives for a rare treasure that doesn’t exist at all. Your physique is so unbelievable that you should belong to a top-grade spiritual body that is rare to see in tens of thousands of years. You can wait until you go to Nanyue Country.

Promoting his special spirit body will definitely attract the attention of the immortal envoys, and it will be much easier to join the immortal sect..." Meng Shan finished slowly, then closed his eyes, as if he was waiting to die.

appearance.

"Oh? Hypely publicizing your physique to attract the messengers of immortality? I'm afraid you're looking for death!" Su Poman thought secretly in his heart. He just thought about it for a moment and discovered the insidiousness in Meng Shan's words. What if it was a lie?

It's okay for a mortal who doesn't understand anything, but he is a Blue Star person who has read countless fairy novels, so he can naturally think of more things.

Moreover, his relationship with Su Poman was a mortal enemy. How could he say such words to help Su Poman enter the immortal sect?

"Do you want to use a knife to kill people to avenge yourself? Haha..."

Su Poman smiled contemptuously, and then took action directly, summoning all his strength and punched Mengshan's Adam's apple, the softest part.

"Crack!"

Mengshan's neck was directly broken, his head was strangely bent back, and his cervical vertebrae were completely shattered into slag.

"Hoo..."

The strong vitality of the body prevented Meng Shan from dying immediately. His eyes bulged like a frog, he was constantly choking on blood bubbles in his mouth and nose, and his body was twitching constantly.

Su Poman couldn't bear it, so he walked up to him, grabbed his neck and pulled him hard, finishing him completely immediately.

With a casual throw, Meng Shan's head fell into the grass more than ten feet away, and he died with his eyes open.

In the mud pit, a strong body without its head was still spurting blood upwards, like a fountain, with blood flying several meters high.

The breeze blows.

"Plop!"

The body fell down, and the muddy pit was quickly filled with red blood.

Su Poman found the direction according to the sun and jumped into the distance.