I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

"ah……!"

The moment he saw Ren Woxing reappearing with a golden fist in his hand.

Venerable Wuying was so blind that he almost regained his sight.

At this time, all the anger and arrogance on his face disappeared, leaving only deep shock and fear.

Because the power gathered by this punch had already made him smell a hint of the threat of death.

This feeling deeply stimulated Venerable Wuying.

"How is this possible? My cultivation has reached the peak of Danxia Realm. Even if this person reaches this realm, he cannot be so powerful.

Could it be that he has... set foot in the Divine Infant Realm? No, this is absolutely impossible! "

When Master Wuying was shouting and roaring in his heart, the overwhelming golden fist that engulfed everything had already enveloped him.

The terrifying aura that destroyed everything and the rapidly enlarging shadow of death finally shattered the last line of defense in his heart.

Venerable Wuying hurriedly offered up a mottled ancient talisman.

"The teleportation talisman of heaven and earth!"

At the critical moment, Master Wuying injected a large amount of his own energy into the talisman.

In the golden fist, the destructive energy enveloped himself at the moment.

A ball of yellow light emerged from the talisman in the hands of Master Wuying, and his figure instantly merged into the void and disappeared into this world.

The next moment, a yellow light flashed in the void thousands of miles away from the Black Dragon Mountain Range.

"boom……!"

A figure staggered out.

"puff……!"

Venerable Wuying spurted out blood, the cracks on his body intensified, blood flowed like a gushing stream, and his body was on the verge of collapse.

Even though he used the talisman to escape from the battlefield, the golden fist still had some residual power that could affect him through the power of the talisman.

The fists full of destructive power eroded the body of Master Wuying, destroying the laws of heaven and earth in his body, and even the vitality.

The Shadowless Venerable could only manage to keep his body immortal.

Recalling the scene just now, Master Wuying felt lingering fear.

"What a terrifying power. Fortunately, I escaped decisively, otherwise my body would have been destroyed!"

It's a pity that the Universe Teleportation Talisman was just used up, and a life-saving weapon was missing. "

Sighing in his heart, Master Wuying shook his head and said: "I originally planned to use this battle to make a comeback, become famous in the mainland, and find an opportunity to break through to the Divine Infant Realm, but I didn't expect to end up like this.

What kind of monster is this Ren Wo Xing? Are all the younger generation of monks so perverted?

Sigh... It seems that the current world of cultivation is no longer suitable for me. What nonsense is the way to be invincible? Life-saving is the kingly way! "

There was a flash of light and the figure disappeared...

In the next hundred years, there was no trace of Venerable Wuying in the world of cultivation.

There are rumors that since the battle in the Black Dragon Mountains, he has closed the door on life and death, determined to attack the Divine Infant Realm and avenge his previous shame.

Some people also say that after the battle between Master Wuying and Ren Woxing, his Taoist heart was broken, and he retired to the countryside and never mentioned anything about cultivation.

…

There are different opinions, but they are all a thing of the past.

But at this moment, in the sky above the Black Dragon Mountains, there was a messy battlefield.

When the golden fist penetrated the void and exploded with infinite power, the void gradually returned to calm.

The world once again fell into an eerie silence.

At this moment, not only the crowd watching the battle, but also the people on the battlefield including the Sun Moon Sect, Yaoyue Sect, Blood Refining Sect and Ghost King Sect, all forgot about the battle.

Everyone looked at the figure in black who slowly retracted his fist in the void, their eyes dull for a moment.

It took a long time for someone to wake up.

"I... wasn't I dazzled? Three... three punches. Master Ren only threw three punches and defeated the Shadowless Master?"

"It should have been two punches. Before the third punch was thrown, Master Wuying had already run away."

"Is this really a competition of the same level?"

…

The crowds watching the battle from all sides were completely blown away.

If Venerable Wuying had not taken action before, there would have been a shocking battle with Nangong Li, the leader of the Yaoyue Sect.

Everyone may even suspect that this person is really a half-step divine infant realm expert.

Such a strong man of the older generation who has been famous in the cultivation world for many years, and is a half-step divine infant realm expert, was actually severely wounded by Ren Woxing's three punches, and fled in a hurry.

So how strong should Ren Wo Xing be?

"This guy is actually so strong."

At this moment, Nangong Li, the leader of the Yaoyue Sect, looked at Ren Woxing with shock.

Master Wuying was so powerful that even she found it difficult, but the opponent was in the hands of Ren Woxing and could not withstand three punches.

At this moment, Qin Huang, the leader of the Ghost King Sect, as well as Yin Kuang and Yin Ming, looked at Ren Woxing with shock and fear.

Only Yun Qingxue, Lin Yeqiu, and the Sun Moon Sect members looked at the powerful figure standing tall in the sky.

There was pride, admiration and fanaticism in his eyes.

The appearance of this man always brings infinite security and courage to everyone.

At this time, Ren Woxing's cold eyes swept towards the Blood Refining Sect and the Ghost King Sect, a group of powerful men.

Including Qin Huang, Yin Kuang and Yin Ming, everyone retreated in shock.

With the rapid rise of Ren Woxing, there have been amazing results and unparalleled displays of combat power.

This makes him have an extremely astonishing deterrent in the Southern Continent.

A single look can scare away a group of powerful men.

And just when Ren Woxing's power made the two strong men of Blood Lian Sect and Ghost King Sect feel frightened and dare not move.

"call……!"

Above the nine heavens, a sea of ​​blood surged.

A surge of supreme majesty descended from the sky, completely canceling out the power that Ren Woxing had radiated.

A scarlet beam tore through the void, and a figure floated out from it.

It was a young man who was only five feet tall and had delicate features.

The young man had black hair, red lips and white teeth. He looked only about eleven or twelve years old, and looked like a boy next door, harmless to humans and animals.

However, the young man was wearing a strange robe with floating blood light, and two scarlet lights flashed in his deep pupils that did not match his age, giving people a sense of evil and evil.

What was even more shocking was.

When the young man appeared in this void, the space within a radius of ten thousand feet, all the energy of the world, was repeatedly imprisoned by some invisible rules and fixed in the void.

The young man seemed to be the center of this world!

At this time, he stood with his hands behind his back, and his pair of strange blood eyes looked at Zhao Heng in the opposite void, and nodded slightly.

"Well... you are really capable of defeating the Shadowless Venerable so easily."

The young man spoke, and his voice was old and majestic.

At this moment, two rays of light shot out from under the dark mask.

Zhao Heng stared at the young man in front of him, and for the first time, his eyes showed a solemn look.

"Blood Demon Ancestor!"

The young man in front of him was the ancestor of the Blood Refining Sect, one of the rare super strong men in the Southern Continent.

In the cultivation world, cultivators have a long lifespan and various mysterious skills and methods to keep their youth. Zhao Heng was not surprised by the appearance of the Blood Demon Ancestor.

The two looked at each other, and the Blood Demon Ancestor said calmly: "Ren Woxing, you can stand in front of me now, which proves that you are qualified to talk to me. I can make an exception for you.

As long as you agree to some of my conditions, you and the Sun and Moon Sect can still avoid the catastrophe."

Hearing this, Zhao Heng's eyes moved slightly, and he asked back calmly.

"Oh... I don't know what conditions Senior Blood Demon wants me to agree to?"

The Blood Demon Patriarch said indifferently: "It's very simple. I want you to sign a blood contract and join my Blood Refining Sect from now on, serve me, and obey my orders in the future. That's all."

When these words came out, everyone had different thoughts.

The Blood Demon Patriarch's conditions seemed to be much more generous and kind than before.

However, some people saw the Blood Demon Patriarch's true intentions.

If it was said before, he just wanted to swallow up the Sun and Moon Sect and disintegrate the alliance between the Sun and Moon Sect and the Yaoyue Sect to prevent trouble before it happens.

Now, he also wants to control Ren Woxing himself, and his ambition is even greater.

Facing the conditions proposed by the Blood Demon Patriarch, Zhao Heng nodded slightly.

"Senior Blood Demon's conditions are indeed fair, but I have a question."

"What question?"

Zhao Heng chuckled and said, "Why should I agree to you?"

The Blood Demon Patriarch's pupils, the scarlet light slightly brightened, and his tone was a little colder.

"Do you think you have room for choice? Or do you think that Madam Ziyue can protect you?"

The Blood Demon Ancestor raised his eyes slightly. In the sky, the purple moon was entangled by the ghost head. The battle between the two sides was still going on. It was obvious that he could not rush to help.

The Blood Demon Ancestor said faintly: "I will give you another ten breaths to consider. If you don't agree, you will die here today, and the Sun and Moon Sect will be buried with you."

The Blood Demon Ancestor stared at Zhao Heng, and an invisible pressure resonated with the heaven and earth.

"Remember, there is only one chance. Smart people should know how to choose their own destiny."

Facing the terrifying pressure and ultimatum released by the Blood Demon Ancestor invisibly.

Zhao Heng was silent.

After a few breaths, he slowly spoke.

"Senior Blood Demon, you asked me to choose my own destiny, but have you ever heard of anyone who can predict destiny in advance?"

The Blood Demon Ancestor was slightly surprised, and then responded: "Destiny is determined by heaven, how can human beings predict it?"

Zhao Heng smiled and said: "To be honest, I can tell fortunes."

Seeing that the Blood Demon Ancestor looked suspicious, Zhao Heng took the initiative to speak.

"Senior, if you don't believe me, I can tell you a fortune. May I ask, Senior Blood Demon, what do you tell?"