I'm A Late Bloomer And I'm Immortal.

Chapter 12 014: Kill the Immortal! The cold spirit fish slapped randomly on the face!

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The astonishing sword energy of more than ten feet collided with the golden light energy shield fiercely, and the sound that erupted was definitely not the sound of metal touching each other, but an extremely depressed muffled sound.

The large pieces of broken leaves and branches on the ground were all blown away by the force of the collision between the two, making the scene a mess.

Chen Dengming felt as if he was electrocuted. The Dengming knife in his hand was broken every inch, and the sword energy was exhausted. However, the golden light shield that was slowly rotating outside the body of the old man opposite him was still bright and bright, seemingly indestructible.

"With the sword energy emitted by your Innate True Qi, do you also want to shake the Taoism driven by spiritual energy?"

The old man chuckled calmly, and with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, he condensed into a flying shuttle of fierce airflow, and was about to attack Chen Dengming.

But in this blink of an eye, a shadow suddenly shot out, hitting the golden light shield outside the old man's body, opening its poisonous fangs like pliers and biting him.

‘Click’!

The seemingly indestructible golden light shield suddenly opened.

"what?!"

The old man was horrified and turned his head suddenly. A bloody shadow appeared in his eyes at a speed so fast that he didn't have any time to react.

"ah!"

The old man felt a sharp pain on his face, as if he had been bitten by a poisonous insect. Immediately, his entire face lost consciousness, and the golden bell outside his body also collapsed.

The flying shuttle that followed his control brushed past Chen Dengming's abdomen and brought up a pool of blood. When he was about to turn around and return, Chen Dengming roared angrily and jumped to kill him, pointing the knife in his hand. The old man struck hard.

Just one strike of the sword, like thousands of troops and Mount Tai pressing down on the top, burst out with an unprecedented murderous aura. When they meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins.

"puff!--"

The old man's body trembled.

Chen Dengming stopped suddenly.

The two of them looked at each other, their energy clashing like thunder and fire.

One was furious with all his strength.

One is in disbelief, despair and astonishment.

"you"

The old man's eyes trembled, and out of the corner of his eye he glanced at a bloody centipede head crawling in front of him.

Suddenly his eyes darkened, and a bloodstain appeared on his forehead from his hairline to his chin, and then blood shot out, and he fell backwards to the ground with a 'pop'.

"call--"

Only then did Chen Dengming let out a long breath, avoided the blood, covered his bleeding abdomen, and stared at the old man's body on the ground with frightened eyes.

A large area of ​​desilting toxin appeared on the opponent's face from the bite of the blood centipede, and soon spread to the entire face and neck, causing black meridians to spread under the skin. The blood flowing out from the wound was black and emitted a foul odor.

"簌簌——"

The blood centipede's hundreds of limbs crawled happily around the wounds on the old man's face. Its pincer-like mouthparts swallowed the poisonous blood, and the body gradually became extremely bright red, making people feel heart-stopping.

"I killed an immortal cultivator?"

At this moment, Chen Dengming completely relaxed from the tense state of fighting, and felt that his entire upper body was paralyzed.

Waves of difficult spiritual energy were still raging in his meridians, gradually attacking his heart. Innate True Qi could not stop him at all.

If this continues, he will either die or be disabled.

The power of immortal cultivators and spiritual energy was far beyond his imagination.

"The aura causing trouble in the body must be dealt with immediately."

Chen Dengming looked solemn as he saw that the aura of the blood centipede that had sucked the poisonous blood of many immortal cultivators seemed to have become stronger. He suddenly thought of the scene where the blood centipede Gu had just bitten the immortal cultivator's shield in one bite.

This spiritual Gu seems not to be afraid of spiritual energy, and even regards it as food and can absorb it?

Chen Dengming was convinced and looked around.

He picked up the spirit fish that was still alive and kicking on the ground, and took the fish tail and slapped the old man's face hard several times, making a 'pop' sound.

"You love fish, don't you? Please eat as much as you like! The cold fish slaps you on the face randomly!"

"Eat! You can't eat if I give you a chance. You're useless!"

Chen Dengming took enough pats to completely relieve his depression, and then slapped a foot on his old face, causing the wound to be affected, and he grimaced in pain.

At this time, he did not care to deal with the scene immediately. After simply stopping the bleeding of the wound by tapping acupoints and cutting off the pulse, he picked up the blood centipede and placed it on the wound on his abdomen. He used his power to drive the blood centipede to devour the spiritual energy in his body.

After half a stick of incense.

Chen Dengming's expression softened. The raging spiritual energy in his body was sucked by the blood centipede and was temporarily under control.

Without waiting for the situation inside his body to be completely dealt with, he quickly began to clean up the battlefield, taking away the items from the cultivators and picking up the broken blades on the ground.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Dengming once again commanded the blood centipede to continue corroding the old man's corpse with toxins until the wounds on the old man's body were beyond recognition. It looked like he had been bitten by an insect and died. After that, he quickly lifted the corpse and threw it to the opposite side, which looked normal. forest.

As expected.

Some kind of formation was arranged there.

The old man's body seemed to be swallowed by an invisible mouth and disappeared into the woods in an instant.

"Formation.?"

Chen Dengming squinted his eyes and observed for a while. He suppressed the curiosity and greed in his heart, did not explore rashly, and quickly turned around and left.

He already has the technique. Now he only needs to maintain a low profile and practice, and he can quickly extend his life. After extending his life, he can use the "Life-Destroying Art of Pulling Out Seedlings" to improve his spiritual root qualifications. After his spiritual root qualifications are improved, his cultivation speed will in turn be increased. , and after the cultivation speed is increased, the life span will increase faster. This is a perfect closed loop.

Therefore, there is no need to take risks for small gains these days.

This time, if the old man hadn't pressed forward step by step, he really wouldn't have taken the risk of fighting the immortal cultivator, even if there was a blood centipede...

A few days later.

In the Independent Cultivator gathering place, Chen Dengming has not only fully recovered from his injuries, but has also already buried the Law Weapons and spiritual stones obtained from the elderly cultivators in various secret corners outside the gathering place. Some spiritual grains were left in his hand.

As for the spirit fish, he didn't dare to sell it, and he didn't even dare to steam it to make it too fragrant. He hid it in a corner, simply heated it to eliminate parasites, and ate it half-cooked by himself.

After eating the spirit fish, his injuries recovered faster, and the aura of the spirit fish meat also allowed him to complete the final accumulation of Innate True Qi, and finally broke through to the eighth level of Innate. As a result, his longevity increased by three years, reaching for 138 years.

Next, he will practice the Taoist "Three Yuan Spirit Gathering Gong" and transform all the essence of Innate True Qi into spiritual energy, so that he can break through and become a monk.

In the past few days, he had been on tenterhooks, worried that the matter of killing the old monk would be exposed and discovered, and he was always ready to run away.

He was even upset, secretly hating the old monk for being so shameless and bullying an honest man who never dared to fight bravely, so he was forced to kill someone to vent his anger.

If everyone talks nicely and the other person is willing to put down his airs of being a cultivator of immortality and sit down to have a cup of tea together, maybe he can treat the other person to a piece of spiritual fish.

Why transform into a spiritual fish god of war and slap people in the face with a fish tail so vulgar.

However, the person was dead and the body had been desecrated by him. These annoyances quickly passed through Chen Dengming's mind, replaced by relief.

If he were to do it over again, under such forced circumstances, he would still fuck the immortal cultivator, slap him in the face with a spiritual fish, and make you look like a fool.

Maybe it's also good luck.

For several days, no one mentioned the death of the old monk from Jinzifang.

On the contrary, the news about the appearance of monsters by Lingyue Lake spread like wildfire, causing a lot less monks to leave the gathering place.

Chen Dengming knew clearly that he was indebted to the unknown monster this time.

It was probably because of the existence of monsters that no monks from Jinzifang approached the lake to contact the old monk living by the lake. Naturally, the old monk was not found dead.

What's more, it is common for monks to practice in solitary confinement for a month or even several months.

If there was a police station in this world, if no one was seen for several months, it would probably not be reported as a missing person.

At this point, Chen Dengming was completely relieved and knew that there was no need to run away.

He appeared again in some frequented areas, rejecting the requests of some regular customers who wanted to buy fish, telling him that he could not afford the rent for the fish stalls and that he had changed his profession and was preparing to receive a temporary residence of his own.

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