Doomsday Immortal System

Although Ming Yuan Zhiwen's right palm destroyed a suspected seventh-level (Mahayana) high-level female cultivator, it also destroyed his last thirty-six demonized purple obsidian gold javelins.

Peng Man observed the fluctuating physical strength while looking at the mostly destroyed underground alchemy room:

The concentric circle formation and commonly used alchemy tools originally located in the middle and back position have been completely destroyed. Only the cages stacked on the left and right walls were not affected. The cages were full of dissected dead babies. There was also a quilt next to the cage.

There are several cases that are strictly protected by law, and there are a row of crystal clear, glass-like bottles placed on the cases.

He marked:

[Item: Untinted bottle; Item description: This is a bottle refined by immortal cultivators and used to store precious and volatile materials; Special reminder: There are very evil things stored in the bottle. Immortal cultivators want to extend their lifespan.

They are extracted for their own purposes and think they are successful, but they don’t know how terrifying their effects are.】

Peng Man looked carefully at the untinted bottles and discovered that their mouths were all sealed with the same material. There was also a transparent liquid in the bottle that occasionally flashed with colorful rays of light.

"This is the so-called innate immortality medicine."

He took out his big sword, chopped the cases and the bottles on them into pieces, then turned around and left the alchemy room, walking towards the ground.

Not to mention that there is no elixir in the world, even if there is, he would not care about it.

What's more, it's something obtained through cruel means.

The stairs were winding and long, and Peng Man walked very slowly.

Since the physical strength value increased from 30,000 to 130,000, he will not fall into coma when using the right palm of Ming Yuan Wen, and it will not affect low-intensity combat. However, his weak body and fluctuating physical strength still make him worried.

Don't dare to make too big a move.

The first thing Peng Man did when he returned to the ground was to find a safe place to hide, and then flattened the entire entrance with one shot. In this way, even if Shen Tiansan and the other three sects searched according to the map, they would not be able to find any clues, let alone reuse those dead people.

infant.

The huge noise attracted more than a dozen level 5 monsters. He was well prepared and moved his hands together to easily take away the evil life of the opponent.

After everything returned to calm, Peng Man began to search for surviving supplies again. Although his current condition is poor, he can still move rocks.

Just like that, an unknown amount of time passed before he found the entrance to the second underground alchemy room.

boom!

The sealed door was shattered by a shot. But there was no movement from inside the door.

Peng Man walked in with the javelin in hand and found that the hall on the first floor was empty. There were neither evil spirits nor immortal cultivators.

He continued downwards, his heavy armor stepping on the Demonized Eternal Cold Jade, making a "squeaking" sound.

"Wu Xiu, stop, or you will die!"

Just as he was approaching the second floor, a voice suddenly sounded.

Peng Man continued downwards without any hesitation.

"Martial cultivator, if you don't stop reporting your origins as a disciple, don't blame me for taking action!"

Peng Man continued downward, as if he didn't hear it at all.

"This is the outer gate of Shenfu Sect, who dares to break in!" It was still the same voice, but the tone was more ferocious.

Peng Man stopped.

Because he was already standing in front of the closed door of the second floor hall.

"Martial cultivator, I am an elder of Shenfu Sect. If you don't want to be punished, please leave quickly!"

Peng Man raised his hand, his movements as slow as a special effects shot in a movie.

In his hand, he holds a javelin!

Then

——Hand shaking.

——The door is broken.

Then, there was a loud bang.

The world behind the door has finally been unveiled.

An old-looking immortal cultivator wearing a Taoist robe stood in the middle of the hall. Surrounded by him were thirty-seven people. These people were both men and women, all of whom were young.

"court death!"

The old monk shouted angrily.

At the same time, he played out a fifth-grade talisman equivalent to a full-strength strike from a monk in the Void Refining Realm.

Nearly a hundred talismans suddenly attacked the martial artist who broke into the alchemy room without permission.

A victorious smile appeared on the old monk's face.

The cultivation of a dignified elder of the Shenfu Sect is not something you can just boast about, especially his ability to activate many magic runes at the same time, which is a top secret of the Shenfu Sect.

There is only one family in the sky!

boom!

The sound of the explosion came, and the old monk's smile suddenly solidified. Like a beautiful animal that was frozen in an instant. Although it still looked brilliant, it still couldn't stop the dullness... and darkness that only belonged to death.

Bang!

——Nearly a hundred talismans were blasted to pieces by a bundle of javelins before they even got close to the enemy.

Then, the old monk with the javelin between his eyebrows fell to the ground.

Then, the densely packed javelins were all nailed to the wall.

The men and women surrounding the dead old monk were immediately frightened and did not even dare to breathe a sigh of relief.

Peng Man secretly resisted the feeling of dizziness and asked the system to feed him hundreds of panacea pills. Then he ordered in a cold voice: "Hand over the pills and materials, otherwise, die!"

"Impossible!" A woman as beautiful as a fairy ran towards him excitedly, as if she wanted to argue, but when the distance between the two was only ten meters, a flying sword suddenly stabbed out from her long sleeve.

It's not a flying sword used by genuine sword cultivators, but the material is different and extraordinary. Especially the edge of the sword's shining blue light is smeared with deadly poison.

Hidden sword!

A sneak attack method only used by assassins.

Peng Man didn't move, or rather, he didn't seem to move.

Then……

——The flying sword split.

——The female cultivator cracked.

It was only then that the other immortal cultivators saw the long sword that had appeared in the hands of the martial cultivator at some unknown time.

The big sword with the purple light shooting out looks very graceful and not stained with a trace of blood, even if it just killed someone, it will be the same.

"We will pay! We will pay!"

The immortal cultivator hurriedly took out the things stored in the storage bag, whether it was materials, elixirs, talismans, or even personal clothes. They all fell to the ground.

Peng Man glanced at the garbage on the ground, walked straight through the crowd, and then kicked open the first warehouse door.

It was empty inside.

The second room.

Still empty.

The third room...

The fourth room...

All six warehouses are like this.

"Where are the things?" He turned around, his voice was not very cold, but ice arrows pierced the hearts of many immortal cultivators.

"They are... all at the bottom. Uncle Hao is the law enforcement elder, with the highest status and the highest cultivation level. He drives us to the upper level to guard us, and sends people to deliver pills every time..."

Peng Man instantly kicked open the door leading to the ground floor. He was not interested in the internal strife within the Shenfu Sect.

Kick! Kick! Kick!…

The sound of crisp footsteps echoed in the underground space. This time, no one uttered a warning. Whether it was Elder Hao who was guarding the bottom floor or the cultivators who had surrendered in the middle, they all knew that one of the two sides must die.

Because the doomsday elixir is life. Whoever loses it will die!

Peng Man's journey went smoothly, and Elder Hao was not stupid enough to send people to sneak attack and kill him along the way.

The immortal cultivator who was originally on the middle floor and has now surrendered has been following him, as if he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to pick up the slack or become a wallflower.

When Peng Man came to the corridor, he saw nine people standing at the end.

An old man with a ruddy complexion, two middle-aged men, and six beautiful and enchanting women, each holding a handful of talismans in their hands.

When you are trapped in an underground space, you need entertainment. Matching men and women is sometimes the best way to spend time.

Peng Man quickly retracted!

The nine people who were ready to fight to the death were confused by his actions, wondering whether Wu Xiu was afraid?

The next moment, their doubts were answered, because nine javelins with green light suddenly pierced the eyebrows of nine people.

It turned out that the martial arts cultivator did not retreat, but only defended after the attack.

As soon as this thought came to mind, nine corpses lay on the ground, unable to get up again.

Peng Man, wearing armor, stepped into the corridor again. He had no mercy and would not show mercy.

Not to mention that the situation in the Doomsday Immortal Realm is that the power of the Nine Heavens must be gathered to survive one person. The only way out is to fight, only to rob, and only to put all the resources into his own pocket. Take Shen Tian's three major sects, using babies to create innate immortality medicine within the scope of Qizong Mountain's influence.

It is impossible to hide it from these sects. And those cultivators who adopt an indifferent or even indulgent attitude should all die!

After stepping over nine dead bodies, Peng Man entered the underground alchemy room.

As expected, there are a lot of resources piled here, including pills and materials, but the panacea is not as harvested as last time. After all, it is a talisman cultivation sect, so it is reasonable.

"Chang Immortal, please take me in!"

When he returned to the ground, the immortal cultivators who had been following him suddenly knelt down and begged in mourning.

Peng Man turned around and told the other party with cold eyes: If you keep talking too much, you will die!

The thirty-six male and female monks immediately fell silent.

Peng Man continued to search as if there was no one around, and after half a day, he finally found an underground alchemy room again.

This time, before he could take action, the door of the alchemy room opened automatically, and then a dozen immortal cultivators walked out of it. The oldest one among them looked at the people behind Peng Man and asked: "Zhang Qingyuan, I am the same as the seven sects."

Lian Zhi, what do you mean by blocking my Qi Zong’s alchemy room?"

"Uncle Liu, it's not..."

Before he could finish speaking, Liu fell down on his back.

There is a javelin stuck in his forehead.

"Hand over the elixir and materials, or die!"

Peng Man still said the same words, with the same nine words, and he didn't even bother to say one more.

"You!" The Qi sect members were furious when they saw that the other party started killing people before he could finish his words.

The cultivator of the Shenfu Sect standing behind Peng Man hurriedly drew his hand on his neck and winked fiercely while gesticulating.

Some high-status members of the Qi sect saw the look in their eyes and immediately became furious: "You will die if you pretend to be gods and ghosts!"

Bang!

Before his magic weapon could fly out, he was nailed to the ground with a javelin.

There were many other sect members who died with him. All the members of the Qi sect who were holding magic weapons were all killed in an instant. No need to explain more now, they also understood the meaning of the wink of the immortal cultivator of the Shenfu sect:

If you don't obey orders, you will die!

Wow——

The magic weapons that the surviving immortal cultivators of the Qi Sect had just taken out all fell to the ground, fearing that the devil would discover that they had even thought of resisting.

Peng Man slowly put away the javelin and then stepped into the door of the alchemy room. He was still in a weak stage and did not want to waste his energy by killing more people, although strictly speaking, even if these people died a hundred times, it would not be an exaggeration.

The cultivators from the Shenfu Sect followed him in a tacit understanding, while the cultivators from the Qi Sect looked at each other and followed him.

In the fairyland that is undergoing great changes, it is always safer to follow the strong than to follow the weak.

Kick! Kick! Kick!…

The sound of terrifying footsteps echoed in the underground space, as if hitting someone's heart.

Except for him, no one dared to make a sound.