I have a world of cultivating immortals

After Chen Mobai beheaded the four of Yuan Hongyuan, he was about to collect the corpses when a strange cold air suddenly rose from behind, and then a terrifying sharp air pierced the back of his head like a sharp knife.

[There is a sixth one! ? 】

Chen Mobai was slightly shocked. The strength of the sixth person who made the move was obviously higher than Yuan Hongyuan's and the others. He should have completed the foundation building, and the timing of the move was also well grasped.

It happened to be the time for him to relax after beheading all his opponents.

But obviously he has observed the up, down, left, right, and four directions with the spiritual eyes of the hole, and only saw five opponents at the foundation level!

Where did it come from?

But now is not the time to think about these things, Chen Mobai's spiritual consciousness turned sharply, and the Chixia Yunyanluo that had been retrained by Ming Yihua turned into a blue-red aura, rising from under his feet, blocking his back.

But this opponent who had been waiting for a long time was very powerful. Although the cold sharp blade was blocked by the green and red aura, it was still easily torn apart, and it had already pierced the Yuzhen point on the back of Chen Mobai's head.

Seeing that he was about to be headshot, a huge translucent phalanx emerged out of thin air, holding the dark and cold blade against it, and crushed it lightly, as if Mount Tai had fallen, a force that could not be described in words crushed the black blade in his hand. The flat man with the sharp blade was crushed into a black mist all over the sky.

"Well?"

The Wanfa body was connected with Chen Mobai's mind and spirit, and the unreal feeling of being crushed in the void without force made Chen Mobai turn around in surprise.

When he saw this sneak attacking opponent, he finally understood why he hadn't noticed it before.

Because this is not the sixth one at all, but the first Foundation Establishment cultivator who was killed by Yimu Shenlei before.

It's just that the corpse whose head was shot by his Yimu Shenlei still fell in the middle of the street, but the powerful spiritual power originally contained in the corpse had all been separated at this time, and turned into the black mist with only a vague figure in front of him.

"what are you?"

Chen Mobai has not seen this kind of life before, and has completely escaped from the shackles of the physical body. All the power seems to be integrated into the black mist in front of him, invisible, formless, and unrestrained.

"I didn't expect that your little guy's strength is so terrifying."

After the Nether Envoy left his body, he used his spiritual power to shake the air and speak. At the same time, he took out a small black flag from the black mist, and waved it lightly at Yuan Hongyuan, who had been beheaded by Chen Mobai. .

Accompanied by shrill howls, the black flags held by the four corpses flew up, turned into phantoms and merged into the small banners in the hands of the Nether Envoy.

"Why……"

Hong Xu's miserable voice sounded, and Chen Mobai saw that his soul was drawn up by the black formation flag, and was firmly bound to the flag surface, but he couldn't break free with his teeth and claws.

"If you can kill him, it will still be useful, but since he is dead, then let's make use of it and increase the power of this Hundred Ghosts Soul Refining Banner."

After the icy voice of the Nether Messenger sounded, Tang Xiaomei's soul had also been drawn out and refined into the formation flag, but Tang Da's body, which was chopped off by Chen Mobai's sword, changed.

The upper and lower parts of him actually began to join together, granulation sprouted from the wound and quickly snapped together, his whole body suddenly swelled up, his skin turned black all over, and two horn-like things grew on his head.

Huangquan fierce ghost, bull head!

With the waving of the Hundred Ghosts Soul Refining Banner in the hands of the Nether Messenger, Tang Da, who was resurrected as a bull head, climbed up on the street.

He had completely lost his mind at this time, and with a wave of his hand, he smashed the shop where he was tearing open, and then his mouth was dripping, and after his legs that swelled into rings kicked out a pothole on the ground, the whole person seemed like Like a cannonball, it grabbed heavily towards Chen Mobai who was in mid-air.

[It seems that it has been transformed into a monster that loses the sense of pain, and its recovery ability is extremely strong. I wonder if it can be recovered after cutting him into pieces with Yuanyang sword? Forget it, let's play it safe! 】

Chen Mo took a look at Baidong's spiritual eyes, and he had already seen through Tang Da's current general state.

Since there is still a powerful enemy in front of him who doesn't know the depth, he feels that he can't waste too much time on this painless and tired bull head.

He opened his mouth and spat out, and a blue sword pill flew out.

It was as if a grain of fire pierced the brow of the bull's head with a stream of light.

Then a blue flame began to ignite on the bull's head, burning the whole body along the blood in an instant, and the "burning blood" characteristic of Qingyan Sword Sha was activated by Chen Mobai.

Although the bull's head was not in pain, nor could it feel the scorching heat and burning, but when it rushed to Chen Mobai's eyes, the blood and water all over his body were burned by the Qingyan sword, turning into gray-white ashes all over the sky , dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Qingyan Sword Sha!?"

Seeing this scene, the Nether Envoy was slightly shocked.

Since Yuanyang Sword Sha was practiced by Xianmen's sword formula before, he had never seen it before, so he thought it was Chen Mobai's terrifying magic weapon for killing.

But the scene of the bull's head being turned into ashes by a blue sword pill made him, who had seen the same scene, immediately recall the memories that should have died.

"Okay, now you are really the only one left."

After solving the bull's head, Chen Mobai looked at the Nether Envoy who was in black mist on the opposite side. The Liuyang God Fire Mirror appeared above his head, and the Xuanyang God's mask was ready to be activated at any time.

He is a little confused about the details of this guy in front of him, so he is going to go all out and solve it as quickly as possible, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

"Hey, I didn't expect to meet a genius like you in a random robbery mission!"

The Nether Messenger did not flinch after seeing the third-order magic weapon and the Qingyan Sword Sha. The black mist he incarnated wrapped around the Hundred Ghosts Soul Refining Banner like a long black dragon, and suddenly circled around Chen Mobai's painting. He made a circle, and then got into Yuan Hongyuan's body.

Zizi!

Chen Mobai frowned, and the Yimu God's Lightning Technique burst out again, and the dazzling electric light from his fingertips had condensed into a huge lightning beam in his palm, which fell heavily on Yuan Hongyuan's body.

However, a cloud of pitch-black mist gushed out from the Hundred Ghosts Soul Refining Banner, which actually resisted his powerful thunder technique that had reached the third level.

At this time, the Nether Envoy had already occupied Yuan Hongyuan's body, and the orange red light was still flashing at the wound cut open by Yuanyang Jiansha, which was the remaining powerful power of Jiansha.

But the Nether Messenger nonchalantly condensed the black mist into a sharp blade, cut off the wound and the sword demon, and then re-condensed the upper and lower parts into a new parasite without any obstacles.

"Damn...it turns out...the main function of the Holy Fruit of the Yellow Springs is this..."

At this time, Yuan Hongyuan's soul manifested on the Hundred Ghosts Soul Refining Banner. Seeing the Nether Envoy easily occupying his body, he finally reacted with a look of remorse.

"Have you realized it? There is no elixir in this world that can make people raise a level out of thin air in a short period of time."

The Nether Envoy waved the Hundred Ghosts Soul Refining Banner nonchalantly, and Yuan Hongyuan's phantom on the banner immediately dimmed.

Crash!

At this time, Chen Mobai had already pushed the power of the third-order magic weapon of the Six Suns God Fire Mirror to the maximum he could control, and the pure incandescent masculine flames were overwhelming like water splashes towards the Nether Envoy who had just parasitized smash down.

While the Hundred Ghosts Refining Soul Banner was waving, puffs of jet-black mist rose up, but it was able to block the power of Yimu Shenlei, but under the pure sun fire, it seemed to be restrained, gradually unable to resist, began to Step back inch by inch.

"Hey, this magic weapon of yours is actually a pure-yang refining magic treasure!"

The Nether Messenger spoke unexpectedly, but at this time there was nothing he could do. He could only fully activate the power of the Hundred Ghosts Soul Refining Banner, and the ghosts that had been refined into it began to manifest their forms surrounded by the black mist. In the blink of an eye, there are hundreds of them.

Then, under the control of the small black banner in the palm of the Nether Messenger, the hundred ghosts followed strange steps and formed a large formation of hundreds of ghosts in midair.

A trace of gloomy cold wave formed in the big formation, and the continuous confrontation with the pure Yang fire gradually stabilized the ground.

Chen Mobai's eyes swept away, and he had already understood the situation in front of him.

My Liuyang Shenhuo mirror was held back by the opponent's Hundred Ghosts Soul Refining Banner. This was not because my magic weapon was inferior to my opponent's, but because the opponent's realm seemed to be much higher than my own, and the evolution of the formation method improved a lot power.

Without any hesitation, he pulled off the cover of the yellow leather gourd at his waist again. The moment the orange-red light emerged, it was condensed into a thousand-meter-thin line, as if the stream of light crossed the air, once again engulfing Yuan Hongyuan, who was occupied by the Nether Envoy. The body was cut in two.

But the latter's bluish-white face grinned, and after brushing away the Yuanyang sword evil on the wound with his hand, the two had merged into one again and returned to their original state.

Chen Mobai immediately opened his mouth and spat out a blue-colored sword pill.

Facing Qingyan Sword Sha, the Nether Messenger didn't dare to pretend anymore.

He picked up Yuan Hongyuan's five-smoke cloud array and activated it, and streams of water mist and smoke covered the air, while his whole body was constantly changing its position with the help of the array.

Although Qingyan Sword Sha can evaporate a large piece of water mist and smoke every time it falls, but the Nether Messenger is like a loach, able to dodge in advance every time.

Chen Mobai frowned slightly. You must know that even facing Ji Dingjin, who has perfected his foundation, he didn't feel that it was so difficult.

This Nether Messenger does not seem to be just in the realm of foundation establishment.

【He probably hasn't noticed that yet, it's about time. 】

Chen Mobai was thinking about a plan to kill his opponent with one blow. At the same time, the Nether Envoy was also estimating how long his parasite could last.

Although the use of the sacred fruit of Huangquan has been refined in advance, Yuan Hongyuan's cultivation base is a bit low after all, which can only allow him to exert his strength to complete the foundation establishment.

Moreover, due to the intense consumption of the pure yang fire of the Liuyang Shenhuo mirror, the time he originally estimated to be sufficient for use has been greatly reduced.

The most important thing is that time is not on his side. If Shenmuzong's support rushes over, even if he really has an immortal body, he will probably be trapped to death.

[Quick battle and quick decision, after all, this kid lacks combat experience. 】

After making up his mind, the Nether Messenger exploded the power of Yuan Hongyuan's Wuyan Yunluo formation at once, and the water mist and cold wave in the sky spread into a misty virtual image in the air.

At the same time, the body of the Nether Envoy rushed to Chen Mobai's eyes in the blink of an eye.

"Peng" sound!

Chen Mobai's whole body flashed with flames, as if he had flashed a large part backwards in the air. This is the flame escape from the ground that he has never used since he practiced it!

The short-distance explosive power of this escaping method is extremely strong, almost teleporting, making the Nether Envoy jump into the air.

At the same time, Chen Mobai opened his mouth and spit out the second Qingyan sword, using his body as bait, finally let the scorching high-temperature sword hit the opponent.

I saw that Yuan Hongyuan's body, like the bull's head, was turned into ashes in the sky amidst the blue-colored flames.

[No, there is fraud! 】

But at this moment, Chen Mobai realized that something was wrong. He suddenly turned his head and saw the strange mist formed by the Nether Envoy, who had already left Yuan Hongyuan's body, and smirked along his neck like a black snake. Suddenly drilled towards his eyebrows.

"Hey, although I don't know how you cultivated, the thunder method, the sword evil, and the magic weapon are all third-level powers, but the realm of spiritual consciousness must be a shortcoming."

"Before I transformed into a ghost cultivator, I was an alchemy real person."

"Shocking your purple mansion, smashing your soul, and turning it into my parasite can be regarded as making up for the loss of four chess pieces that have been ambush for a long time..."

"Hey... why is your purple mansion's sea of ​​consciousness so strong... ah..."

The Nether Envoy who just wanted to sneak into Chen Mo Baizi's Mansion found that he seemed to have bumped into a soft but tough barrier, and vaguely saw a green and white petal bounce him out.

Chen Mobai did not let go of this opportunity, without any hesitation, the Yimu Divine Lightning Technique in his palm became as clear as running water in an instant, with the most terrifying vitality of ghost cultivators, he slapped heavily on the big toon flower Above the black mist that popped up.

Accompanied by the scream of the Nether Envoy, his originally incomparably tough mist began to shrink violently, and half of it was melted away by Yimu God's thunder in a blink of an eye.

Click!

At the same time that the Nether Messenger was severely injured, the Hundred Ghosts Soul Refining Banner, which had been reluctantly in a stalemate with the Liuyang God Fire Mirror, finally couldn't hold on, the shaft broke, and the Hundred Ghosts Formation completely collapsed.

Chen Mobai stretched out his hand for a move, and the pure Yang fire also flew over. This is also the most yang and steadfast flame that restrains ghost cultivators very much.

Under the divine thunder and the sun fire, the Nether Messenger couldn't even scream, and was finally turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated in mid-air.

Chen Mobai was afraid that this opponent would be revived again, so he opened his mouth and spit out two green flame swords again, turning the corpses of Hong Xu and Tang Xiaomei into ashes.

Then he also burned the parasite of the Nether Messenger that he headshot with Yimu Shenlei with the pure sun fire to ashes.

This can be regarded as reassuring.