Immortal Road

When the monk surnamed Cen saw the demon dragon swallowing the cultivator of the Spiritualization Stage, he was immediately shocked. The ferocity of this demon beast was unheard of by the monk surnamed Cen.

Judging from the breath of the demon dragon alone, the monk surnamed Cen was sure that the demon beast in front of him was probably not weaker than himself.

"Could it be that this person concealed his cultivation and pretended to be a cultivator of the Spiritualization Stage? Or was it because he suffered a serious injury and his cultivation fell to this level?" The monk surnamed Cen was puzzled.

At this moment, the anger in the heart of the monk surnamed Cen was swept away, but he was more worried.

The strength shown by the demon dragon was far beyond the expectations of the monk surnamed Cen. If he could kill Ishikawa and subdue the demon beast, it would be fine. Cen was just worried that he could not deal with this powerful demon beast.

"A mere cultivator of the Spiritualization Stage actually has such a powerful demon beast. This really opened my eyes!" The cultivator surnamed Cen looked at the demon dragon with a sneer and said, "This fellow demon, why do you have to be inferior to others? Today, I will help you kill this man and give you freedom. How about that?"

The demon dragon heard this and his face was full of ferocity. This cultivator of the Void Refining Stage was talking about something. Ishikawa once gave the demon dragon a free body, but the demon dragon was unable to give up due to the huge temptation of the dragon dragon. He kept his promise and served Ishikawa as his master for life.

In fact, the demon dragon has always had the idea of ​​being free, but he just buried this idea in his heart.

The demon dragon dared not show it. Not to mention how Ishikawa would deal with it after knowing this idea, even the golden-winged bird spirit would not spare it.

The demon dragon was even more angry and angry after being hit by the cultivator surnamed Cen. Countless ice cones were sprayed from his mouth and he pounced on the cultivator surnamed Cen at the same time.

"You don't know how to appreciate my kindness!" The monk surnamed Cen cursed angrily. He didn't expect much success rate for his plan of alienation. But at least he bought some time.

At this moment, the golden turtle had already approached Ishikawa, and its back was slowly bulging. This was the golden turtle's ultimate skill, self-destruction.

As a one-time magic weapon, the golden turtle can only be used for a few hours. Even if it is comparable to the demon beasts of the Refining Void Stage, it would not be so precious.

In addition to the realm comparable to the demon beasts of the Refining Void Stage, the golden turtle has various wonderful uses. This self-destruction is the simplest, most direct, and most powerful use of the golden turtle.

After all, when the monks of the Refining Void Stage and higher realms fight, it is very likely to last for several days or even dozens of days. If the golden turtle has only this little strength, it is naturally of no great use.

With the method of self-destruction, the value of the golden turtle will be greatly improved. In the Cen family, it is believed that self-destruction is the essence of the golden turtle.

The explosion of the golden turtle can be comparable to the self-destruction of the Yuanying of the cultivators of the Refining Void Stage. The wide range and great power should never be underestimated.

After seeing the power of the demon dragon, the monk surnamed Cen immediately thought of this method. Only by killing Shichuan in the first place can the monk surnamed Cen feel at ease to subdue the demon dragon.

At this moment, Shichuan actually moved more than a hundred feet in an instant, making the monk surnamed Cen's plan fail.

The monk surnamed Cen noticed that there was a woman in red next to Shichuan. The fire spirit aura on this woman was very strong, and it was obvious that her strength was not weak.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, how about letting me deal with this golden turtle?" Wu Que asked softly.

"No need, just cooperate with fellow Daoist Yao Jiao to kill this cultivator in the Refining Void Stage. This golden turtle is just a magic weapon. As long as this person is dead, the golden turtle is naturally useless!" Although Shichuan has not recovered yet, he has no problem using the infant fire he just swallowed to perform several teleportation secrets.

Shichuan is also very interested in this golden turtle. It would be best if he could take it in and study it.

Wu Que nodded, turned into a red light, and fled to the monk surnamed Cen. Its speed of flight was extremely fast, making a sound of breaking through the air.

When the monk surnamed Cen saw this scene, he also knew that the woman in red was also a difficult character to deal with, and his face could not help but become gloomy.

The demon dragon alone was already very strenuous for him, and with the woman in red here, he was afraid that he was completely unable to deal with it.

"This is... the spirit race!" The monk surnamed Cen was shocked: "Could it be true that the rumor that the spirit race also entered the central star field is true!"

"Why would the spirit race be with this person?"

Before the monk surnamed Cen thought too much, the spiritual fire controlled by the black bird had already flown over.

On one side was the extremely cold ice method of the demon dragon, and on the other side was the blazing yang fire of the black bird. The two cooperated perfectly, and for a time, the monk surnamed Cen was defeated again and again.

Even the golden tortoise was unable to control it.

And Ishikawa's figure was erratic, and the monk surnamed Cen's idea of ​​killing Ishikawa in one fell swoop was also difficult to achieve.

If this continued, after the flaw of the monk surnamed Cen was exposed, he might not only fail to kill Shichuan, but even his own life would be in danger. After thinking of this, the monk surnamed Cen fled backwards without hesitation.

The monk surnamed Cen did not want to give up. He wanted to use the wind-condensing method to make a last-ditch effort, even if he had to sacrifice the lives of the ten spiritual transformation monks.

Otherwise, the monk surnamed Cen could only use the escape method to escape.

The monk surnamed Cen turned around and fled, and the demon dragon naturally followed closely behind. Many years ago, the demon dragon almost died at the hands of the Great Spirit Master and others. Today, the demon dragon has achieved success in cultivation and vented all its anger that day.

The black bird did not chase after it immediately, but turned back to find Shichuan.

Although the golden turtle could not get close to Shichuan, it had been entangled near Shichuan. The black bird was worried that if he followed, he would fall into the calculation of the monk surnamed Cen.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, this person has escaped!" The black bird asked Shichuan for his opinion.

"We must not let this person live!" Ishikawa's eyes flashed coldly. No one could know what kind of existence was behind this person, and he must not let this person leak out the news about Ishikawa.

And Ishikawa saw the direction this person fled, and he knew very well that this person had not given up the idea of ​​killing Ishikawa, so the direction he went was exactly the direction of the wind-condensing method.

The monk surnamed Cen fled very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he flew away. A huge rock along the way was almost lifted up by the monk surnamed Cen.

The black-clothed monk under the huge rock was frightened and pale, and cursed in his heart: "Why stay here for so long? It's just an ordinary meteorite land, what secrets can there be?"

Although the black-clothed monk's hiding method is strong, the only disadvantage is that it lasts for a limited time.

From the time this black-clothed monk hid here, until the monk surnamed Cen set up the formation here, and then discovered the place where Ishikawa was in seclusion, it has been a long time.

The black monk also knew that his concealment method could not last much longer. Once the concealment method failed, he would only face death.

He had wanted to escape at the last opportunity, but unexpectedly, the monk surnamed Cen actually returned, which made the black monk complain bitterly.

Before the black monk finished complaining, a fierce sound of breaking through the air followed.

The speed of the demon dragon was not inferior to that of the monk surnamed Cen. At this moment, the demon dragon had a fierce look in its eyes, and it looked like it would not stop until it devoured the monk surnamed Cen.

"Condense the wind!" The monk surnamed Cen waved his hand, and hurricanes swept out from the formation.

The monk surnamed Cen wanted to take advantage of the opportunity before Ishikawa and Wuque arrived to subdue the demon dragon. Only by subduing the demon dragon could the monk surnamed Cen have a chance to fight Ishikawa.

The demon dragon laughed when he saw the hurricane. He raised his head and spit out layers of white mist from his mouth. The white mist completely wrapped the hurricane and formed huge ice cones.

The demon dragon opened his mouth and spit lightly, and these powerful hurricanes instantly shattered.

"A cultivator in the Void Refining Stage, is this all he can do?" The demon dragon laughed with a sneer on his face.

"You..." The cultivator surnamed Cen's face changed drastically. As a cultivator in the Void Refining Stage, being mocked by a demon beast is definitely a great shame.

"You, are looking for death!" The cultivator surnamed Cen shouted angrily, and waved his hand again, and a larger vortex slowly appeared.

In this vortex, a light chirping sound was actually emitted, and in a blink of an eye, it suddenly expanded to a size of more than ten feet.

The cultivator surnamed Cen's eyes were like torches, and he cast dozens of spells in his hands, muttering something in his mouth.

Suddenly, a fiery red light appeared in the Condensation Wind Method, and then there was a scream.

A cultivator in the Condensation Wind Method actually ignited a raging fire on his body, and the one who performed this method was actually Wu Que.

At this time, Ishikawa also appeared not far from the demon dragon.

After the cultivator of the Spiritualization Stage was burned by the flames of the black bird, his soul was destroyed, and the Wind Condensation Technique could not continue to work.

"Kill this man, no mistakes!" Ishikawa shouted coldly.

The cultivation of the demon dragon is not low, but it definitely does not have the capital to look down on the cultivator of the Void Refinement Stage. Although the demon dragon has the upper hand temporarily, if it underestimates the enemy too much, the situation may be reversed in an instant.

The demon dragon is facing a cultivator of the Void Refinement Stage, and a cultivator of the Void Refinement Stage with a background. He probably has many treasures on him, but he has not used them for the time being.

This Wind Condensation Technique is obviously an extremely strong formation. It is extremely unwise for the demon dragon not to break the formation, but to confront the cultivator surnamed Cen head-on.

When the cultivator surnamed Cen saw that the formation was broken, his eyes were full of anger. In fact, the cultivator surnamed Cen also took precautions, but the black bird's escape method was so elusive that the cultivator surnamed Cen did not notice it.

At this moment, the monk surnamed Cen had no other choice. He let out a long groan, and the nine remaining monks in the formation cried out in pain.

These nine people gradually faded away and disappeared into the invisible world bit by bit.

At the same time, a huge vortex about a hundred feet wide appeared.

The monk surnamed Cen sat in the vortex, staring at Ishikawa with a cold look on his face. He hated Ishikawa so much that even if he got nothing this time, he would kill Ishikawa right away.

At this time, the golden tortoise slowly escaped from a distance, and its target was still Ishikawa.

"Just in time!" The monk surnamed Cen smiled coldly, pointed his finger, and a vortex of wind immediately surrounded the golden tortoise. With another wave of his hand, the golden tortoise moved hundreds of feet in an instant and appeared not far from Ishikawa. (To be continued. Please search for Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!)