Immortal fate

As soon as the words fell, a silver light attacked the green figure. After looking at the silver light in the distance, the green figure's face changed, and he hurriedly retreated. He took out the golden stick again and smashed it hard at the flying silver light.

"Bang."

With a muffled sound, the silver light and the golden stick collided and all flew back. After the silver light retreated, a middle-aged man in a white robe appeared, holding a Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand. He chuckled and said, "Old turtle, you have already got a lotus, and you still want another one. This is too greedy! Aren't you afraid of being full to death? There are several Yuanying cultivators outside?"

"I said who it was. It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Bai. Since Fellow Daoist Bai is here, I, the old turtle, will not compete with you. Anyway, the elixir I need is already in hand." The green figure glanced at the middle-aged man in the white robe. The expression on his face changed uncertainly. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said.

After that, the green light on his body flashed and he fled to the distance.

"If you want to leave, leave the elixir behind!" The two-headed, four-armed demon soul phantom on the side was full of anger. He had never been humiliated like this before. He was actually ignored by a transformed demon beast. In his past, he had killed countless demon beasts like this. The demon shadow flashed and blocked the green figure's way. He stabbed the opponent with the long knife in his hand for dozens of times. For a while, the air was filled with knife lights and demonic energy.

"Hmph, it's just a residual soul without a body. What can you do to Grandpa Turtle? If it weren't in this demon cave, Grandpa Turtle would really like to have a good fight with you to see how powerful the ancient demons are. But today, Grandpa Turtle has something to do, so I won't bother with you." As the green figure spoke, he blasted hundreds of stick shadows into the air, blocking all the knife lights.

"Young man, you are looking for death. I will peel off your turtle shell today." The two-headed and four-armed demon soul was completely angered by the green figure.

When the two-headed and four-armed demon soul was fighting with the green turtle, the middle-aged man in white robe stabbed forward with the Fang Tian Huaji in his hand, and another mature spiritual medicine was cut off by him. Then, with a silver light, the spiritual medicine flew into his hand. Then he took another look at the spiritual medicine that had not yet matured. His face changed for a while. Finally, he sighed and muttered to himself: "Forget it, I have already got a spiritual medicine, which is enough for me. If I pick the remaining unripe spiritual medicine, the guys in the magic way will definitely go crazy, and that will be troublesome."

Looking at the spiritual medicine in his hand, the young man in white robe laughed a few times, took out a wooden box to pack it up, turned around and fled into the distance.

But not long after he flew out, he was blasted back, and the green figure also retreated. At this time, the two stood side by side, looking at the dozen people who appeared in front of them. The leader was three black-clothed monks, all of whom were Yuanying-stage monks. Including the demon soul, there were a total of four Yuanying-stage warriors. In addition, there were seven or eight Jindan-stage monks who surrounded the green figure in the center.

"Xuangui, Bai Daoyou, as long as you hand over the Nine Nether Blood Soul Lotus, our Holy Church will definitely forgive you and let you two go. Otherwise, don't blame us." The leading black-clothed monk said coldly.

"What a joke. How can you spit out something you've already eaten? Nan Batian from the Heavenly Demon Sect doesn't have that much face. If you really want to break up with me, even if we can't get the Nine Nether Blood Soul Lotus, you can't get it either. I can leave you one, or I can give you none. If you let us go, the last spiritual medicine here is yours. We promise not to snatch it from you." The middle-aged man in white robes sneered as he glanced at the last Nine Nether Blood Soul Lotus in the deep pool, which was about to bloom.

"You dare to threaten me." The demon shadow said with a ferocious face.

"Humph, so what? It's not ancient times now, and you are just a remnant soul. If you were in your prime, my own people wouldn't dare to do that." The green figure said with a smile.

After hearing what this person said, the faces of the demon cultivators on the opposite side were extremely ugly. If the two sides really wanted to fight, although they were outnumbered, they really had no confidence in preserving the spiritual medicine intact. For a while, they didn't even say anything.

After a moment of silence, the Demon Soul Shadow took a deep breath. The Nine Nether Blood Soul Lotus was too important to him and he absolutely could not afford to lose it. He could still accept losing one, but if he lost two, his recovery from injuries would definitely be very slow. He suppressed his anger and said slowly, "Let's do this! You two can take one of the spiritual medicines in your hands, but you must leave one behind."

"It is impossible to leave Mr. Turtle's spiritual medicine behind." The green figure on the side said as soon as the Demon Soul finished speaking.

But the middle-aged man in white robes on the other side showed a warm smile on his face and suddenly said, "In this case, my spiritual medicine is for you, you take it."

After speaking, he swept the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand towards his side, and the green figure was swept away directly, heading towards the demon cultivator opposite.

"Nan Batian, I gave you my spiritual medicine. They must take it. If they can't get it, don't blame me." The middle-aged man in white robe laughed wildly, and the Fang Tian Huaji in his hand turned into a pole more than thirty feet long. He also attacked the opposite side. Then his figure flashed through the crowd and rushed into a river.

"Bai Sanqian, you bastard, you dare to plot against your turtle master, you wait for me." The green figure roared, and there was a cry in his voice. He didn't expect that he would be plotted against. Humans are indeed the most insidious guys.

"Old turtle, anyway, your turtle shell is hard enough, and they may not be able to break it. Just help me resist it, and I will definitely reward you next time, hahaha." The voice of the middle-aged man in white robes in the distance kept coming, and his pride was undoubtedly revealed in his words.

At this time, the green figure was very helpless. He retracted his body into the black shell, and poured all his magic power into the black turtle shell, ready to take the attack.

"Bang, bang, bang."

More than ten magic weapons hit the turtle shell at the same time, making a series of fierce collision sounds, but the black turtle shell did not break, but rushed out of the opponent's attack. Fine cracks also appeared on the tortoise shell, which made the green figure feel distressed, but he did not dare to stay at this time and rushed to another river.

Seeing the two people running away, the three black-robed monks in the lead looked extremely ugly and said angrily: "My Lord and I will chase the old turtle, my Lord and fellow Daoist Xiang will chase Bai Sanqian, and fellow Daoist Ren and other fellow Daoists in the Jindan period will capture the two people. The status of these two people is not low, and they are both people with great backgrounds. After capturing them, you can come to support me. What do you think, my Lord?"

The demon soul in the air had a very gloomy face and said: "There is no problem on my side, but one spiritual medicine must be recovered, and the remaining spiritual medicine cannot be lost again."

At this time, the demon soul was also depressed and aggrieved. He wanted to stay here, but he was afraid that the others would not be able to recover the spiritual medicine. He was worried about gains and losses. Finally, he gritted his teeth and chased the middle-aged man in white robes.