Immortality begins with contemplation

Within a radius of dozens of miles, an invisible barrier seemed to be erected, shrouding everyone within it. The righteous techniques were suppressed to the limit, while the techniques practiced by the devil were under the blessing of the blood staff.

The operation became smoother and smoother. The monks of the Corpse Demon Sect, as if they had been injected with chicken blood, suddenly became excited and manic!

"Zombie Demon—Zombie Demon—Zombie Demon—!"

Looking at Qingfu, there was endless admiration in his eyes: This is the leader of the Corpse Demon Sect. When they need him most, he will always stand at the front and guide them in the way forward!

Their morale soared in an instant, and the hundreds of figures slowly pressed towards the Haoran Sect.

Wang Yuanhua laughed sadly, turned to look at Lin Yurou, and said in a low voice: "I told you a long time ago that the Haoran Sect is no longer the Haoran Sect before, but you just don't believe it. If you hadn't returned suddenly that day, I would have left this sad place long ago.

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At first glance, his words sounded like he was complaining about Lin Yurou, but after seeing the helpless smile on his face, no one would think so.

As if accepting his fate, the aura around his body circulated at full strength, and he slowly stood up, looked around, looked at the frightened disciples, and roared: "Disciples of the Haoran Sect, do you dare to charge with me?!"

Everyone, look at me and I look at you. Sparse responses came from all around, but they could no longer be turned into deafening answers.

The Lingshi Mine has been besieged for so long. Many fellow sects have come and gone, but they have been suppressed by the Corpse Demon Sect and cannot lift their heads. The hope they originally held has been extinguished. Until now, who still believes in the Haoran Sect?

Is there any chance of a comeback?

In the corner, Chu Mian instinctively stepped back after hearing the battle cry, but just after taking two steps back, looking at the atmosphere in the field, her brows suddenly furrowed.

This is not going to work!

If everyone gives up struggling, at the very least, he will not be able to fish in the water; at the most serious level, he will definitely become Qingfu’s top priority, and there will be 100% no chance of escape.<

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There are so many people in Haoran Sect, how come no one can stand up!

Especially Chu Mian, who was so angry that he was so excited when he noticed Qing Fu's eyes on him that his blood almost froze!

Fuck!

Chu Mian's heart skipped a beat and she took a step back again. The voice coming out of her mouth was mixed with soaring anger, "The devil is raging and killing innocent creatures! How many people died from this blood pool alone?! I

When the monks seek immortality, they ask, what is it for? Immortality! If you want to live forever, the most important thing is not skills, magical powers, or qualifications and understanding, but you must first live!

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Qing Fu had already rushed towards Chu Mian, and in just the blink of an eye, he was in front of him.

Then, the opponent raised his palm, and a terrifying energy gathered, instantly knocking Chu Mian away and blasting a deep pit into the distant earth!

"Amitabha!"

Jueyu stepped forward and supported Chu Mian with practical actions. Then, he was also slapped away and followed in Chu Mian's footsteps.

Amid the dust, a violent coughing sound came from the pit. First, a palm was placed on the edge, and then the other sleeve was broken. The arm, which was covered with blood, was straddled sideways. His hair was disheveled.

Chu Mian struggled to support her body and climbed up from the pit. There was no fear in her eyes. Instead, because of this blow, a burning desire to fight arose.

"You...really don't dare to resist?"

As his body swayed, he reached out and pulled off the remaining strands from his chest. Ignoring the blood he coughed out from the corners of his mouth, he smiled and put his hands behind his head, tied up his long hair, and tied it simply.

Come to an end.

"You just throw away your magic weapon so cowardly, surrender your life to him without any help?"

Speaking of this, on the Huangshi Slope, Chu Mian raised his head for the first time and looked directly at Qing Fu in the air. At this time, under the attention of everyone, he ignored the angry, disdainful, and surprised people.

With a fearful or indifferent gaze, he grinned to himself, showing his red-stained teeth, "Qingfu? Qingshen's father?"

"I give you one last chance. Where is my son now?"

Chu Mian laughed loudly when he heard this, but he was cursing anxiously in his heart, "There are already people taking the lead in resisting, why don't you stand up!"

"Boom!"

The blood wave surged into the sky, turning into a ferocious giant palm, slapping towards Chu Mian! A strong wind blew in his face, Chu Mian tried hard to stand firm, and the spiritual power in his body exploded at this moment! The wings behind him transformed and faced the giant palm.

The palm soared into the sky!

Everyone expresses anger in different ways. Some people will curse like a shrew, some people will silently pick up the kitchen knife, and some people, like Chu Mian, will quickly move from one extreme to the other.

Sturm und Drang!

It's a knife to extend his head, and it's a knife to shrink his head. When there was no way out, all the calculations, cowardice, and sneaky tricks were discarded by Chu Mian. And until now, the irritability suppressed in his bones finally showed the tip of the iceberg!
As far as the eye can see, against the backdrop of the ferocious giant palm, Chu Mian's figure is as small as a moth flying toward the flames, fearless and willing to destroy all obstacles.

"Have you seen it?!"

Chu Mian's clear and clear voice reached the ears of the Haoran Sect disciples, like a blast of thunder, waking them up instantly!

Yes, it's already this time, what's the use of complaining? What's the use of silence? What's the use of resisting the elder's call and showing one's dissatisfaction by refusing to cooperate? In the end, it's just the pain and hatred of relatives.

The fastest.

Will those bastards from the Corpse Demon Sect choose to spare themselves because they give up resistance?

Not really.

They will only smile ferociously, pierce their hearts with a sword, and chop off their heads!

So, since death is inevitable anyway, why should those who don’t die have some backbone?

Looking up from the ground, the figure rushing into the air becomes smaller and smaller, but in the hearts of the Haoran Sect disciples, it suddenly becomes tall and straight, as if it can hold the sky with one hand!

"As I heard, I wish to open the door of nectar and preach the pure path, and obtain the wonderful Dharma of joy... first hear the Dharma of wrong views and go deep into it... enjoy the wonderful realm of Bodhi..."

The sound of the chanting was like a whisper, but extremely penetrating. Just as it was about to sound, a phantom of a lotus appeared from the air. As it floated, it seemed to spin slowly but quickly, flickering around Chu Mian's body.

A golden light.

This is it, friend?

A gentle smile flashed across the corner of Chu Mian's lips, and then, her body seemed to turn into a long thread, with a sharp sound that broke through the air, and she thrust towards the giant palm without hesitation!

"Boom!

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The two sides collided without any fancy, and violent explosions swept in all directions instantly! At this moment, flames appeared again in the eyes of many Haoran Sect disciples, and their fighting spirit dissipated under this impact...

Finally,

Completely awakened!

"Fight!"

"Fight!

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"Fight!

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The cry of killing shakes the sky, like a whale devouring a tiger's territory!