Journey To Longevity

Zhang Shiping was about to go forward to pick them, but suddenly stopped in his tracks at the next moment, raised the thick soil purple gold shield and wandered around him, Luo Jun sword was in front of him, his eyes were like eagles staring at the nearby mound not far away. The tall and dense grass, followed by a few steps back slowly.

Then he shouted: "Come out, I've seen you."

At the same time, he reached out and took out a dozen small willow-leaf knives from the storage bag, and flicked it without hesitation, the blades shot into the grass densely with a sharp sound of cutting through the air.

"Clang, clang..."

There were several metal clashing sounds, and the reverberation continued.

Zhang Shiping was startled, his mana was activated, and the thick soil purple gold shield immediately turned behind him.

Hearing a 'bang', the shield blocked a palm-sized throwing axe, and at the same time, a black iron rod, like a sharp arrow, shot towards him head-on.

Then Luo Jun's sword groaned, the blade glowed with spiritual light, and the sword broke, but the iron rod split from it and turned into two, one shot towards his eyebrows, and the other suddenly sank a little , coming towards Dantian.

Zhang Shiping pointed forward with his sword finger, Luo Jun's sword flew swiftly, with two clangs, he lifted the two iron rods and turned them backwards, sinking into the grass.

The next moment, laughter came from the grass, and a middle-aged monk in gray clothes who looked about fifty years old stretched out his forehead to catch the spinning throwing axe, and the iron rod floated around the man.

"Little brother, it's rare to see a sect disciple as clever as you. You're not as reckless as the first two, otherwise we two brothers would be too boring." The man grinned.

Zhang Shiping naturally heard what he said, but he didn't know whether the two people he said were true, or they were just pretending.

This person's aura is not strong, and his cultivation is only at the eighth level of Qi Refining.

But after hearing what he said, Zhang Shiping paid attention to his surroundings, in case the other party really had accomplices.

To be on the safe side, Zhang Shiping took out several Vajra Talismans and pasted them on his body, but instead of triggering them immediately, he gestured with his hands in front of him, and seven or eight fist-sized red fireballs immediately manifested out of thin air.

As soon as the fireball took shape, Zhang Shiping stretched out his finger without saying a word.

The seven or eight fireballs were divided into left and right sides, and with a fierce whistling sound, they shot towards the gray-clothed man quickly.

Seeing this, the person made a gesture to disperse, but the next moment, the muddy ground under his feet was like a whirlpool in the water, and his calf was torn off.

"Damn it." The gray-clothed man was horrified and said secretly.

Then he immediately waved his hand, and the iron rods around him suddenly turned into several thinner ones, and shot towards the fireball.

I saw Zhang Shiping pointing forward with both hands, the two fireballs the size of human heads were divided into eight small fireballs in mid-air.

The man in gray was manipulating an iron rod and a throwing axe, and in a panic, he could barely block four fireballs. The remaining four hit the shield he cast one by one, causing the shield to vibrate. The aura also dimmed a bit.

At this time, he broke free from the swamp technique, and when he was about to escape, he heard a few whistling sounds.

At this moment, Zhang Shiping activated a few more talismans, turned into clear wind blades, and slashed towards this person.

The man was about to jump out of the range of the swamp technique, but now he was forced into it by the wind blade, and the aura shield on his body was also broken by the blue wind blade. However, a yellow mask appeared again, blocking the wind blade that was still going away.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhang Shiping hasn't used Luo Junjian until now, originally to guard against whether the opponent has any accomplices.

But right now this person seemed a little caught off guard, his eyes were cold, and he felt that the opportunity must never come again, the sound of the Luo Jun sword around him buzzed, turned into a stream of light, and shot forward.

Right now he still has the protection of the thick earth and purple gold shield, even if this casual cultivator in gray clothes has accomplices. But in just a short moment, he believed that this first-order top-grade defensive magic weapon could completely block the opponent.

After all, the ones who came in this time were all Qi-refining monks, even if the other party had already completed Qi-refinement, it was impossible for him to break his shield so quickly.

Luo Junjian arrived in a blink of an eye, and in front of the man's yellow mask, suddenly turned into a giant sword the size of a door panel, slashing from top to bottom. The yellow mask all over the man's body instantly dented a big hole, and under this huge force, half of his body to his waist was plunged into the mud all at once.

Zhang Shiping was merciless, he repeatedly chopped Yujian several times, only one head of the man in gray was left on the ground, the arrogance was no longer on his face, and the yellow mask was also broken in response.

He shouted: "Help, why don't you hurry up?"

Zhang Shiping didn't pause, he couldn't hear the other party's shout, so he stopped and looked around like a frightened bird.

Since the other party has an accomplice, he should act more quickly. With Luo Jun's sword crossing, the head burst like a melon and fruit, red and white things scattered all over the ground, and a ten-foot-long spray shot out from the broken artery in an instant. High blood column.

Blood was spilled all over the floor, still steaming a little.

And this person was unable to struggle anymore, and slowly sank into the swamp.

Zhang Shiping didn't pay any more attention, he immediately recalled Luo Junjian, and the thick soil purple gold shield shone brightly, and took out a dozen or so iron gray knives from the storage bag.

It was a lancet that was two fingers wide. He rolled up his sleeve and shot no less than a hundred of them towards the grass in the distance.

It just startled the wild ducks and birds in the grass, and there was no other movement.

After a while, Zhang Shiping's eyes were a little cold, and he vaguely noticed that there were other people inside. It's just that at this time, the other party is in the dark, and you are in the light, so rushing into it rashly is not good.

He walked to the place where the gray-clothed man died. There were bloodstains here, and the man had sunk into the swamp long ago.

The storage bag and the iron rod on this person also sank into the mud.

Fortunately, there was also a throwing ax that fell on the edge of the swamp pit. Zhang Shiping remained vigilant, put away the magic weapon, and then pulled out several silver star grasses here.

During this period, the cultivator in the grass hadn't planned to show his face, so he thought about not taking too much risk, so he quickly left here.

After all, although there were only a few rounds of fighting skills before, the spiritual pressure emitted was not small, and no one could come over.

Zhang Shiping lost several talismans this time, and a small half of the knife he had with him was gone. However, this small knife is ordinary wrought iron, which is more expensive for ordinary people, but he does not lack this, but he does not bring much.

One is because of the fight between monks, if you want to use this kind of mortal knife to break the opponent's shield, you have to shoot hundreds of thousands of shots in a row, and more importantly, you can't carry this storage bag So many things.

After collecting the elixir, Zhang Shiping left the place without looking back.

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Half an hour later, a gray-haired old man poked his head out from the grass. This person has a nine-level cultivation of Qi Refining, but now he looks in horror at the direction Zhang Shiping left. He was really scared, that young man was so fierce that he took down his companion with just a few moves.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the old man tried his best to use the Qi restraining technique just now, and then took advantage of the location to hide.

He pulled out the willow leaf knife on his arm, and seeing the bright red blood flowing out, he couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the young man didn't feed poison on the knife edge,

Then he took out a long white cloth and bandaged the wound.

The young man's black crystal shield is not ordinary at first glance, and the long sword in his hand is also sharp and fast, much stronger than his first-rank middle-grade copper short spear magic weapon.

While the old man was in palpitations, he looked at the place where the blood was still gathered into a small pit, and cursed secretly, it was really useless! The person who scolded him didn't know whether he was scolding the man in gray or himself.

Then he took out an earthen talisman, clamped it between his fingers, and read it softly a few times, a brown-yellow aura sank into the blood pit.

For a moment, the soil surged, and the gray-clothed man's body was slowly engulfed out.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but have some joy in his eyes.

It's just that the next moment, a blue light suddenly appeared, and the old man didn't have time to react, and his body parted instantly. The head rolled to the ground and turned a few times, but the joy in the eyes has not dissipated.

Zhang Shiping reappeared at the same spot, tore off the two people's storage bags with unchanged expressions, and then threw the old man's body with his head into the blood pit.

In fact, it would be better to use a fireball to burn the body to ashes, but the smoke emitted would most likely attract other monks.

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In the secret realm, the month is getting closer and closer, and there are more and more battles between monks.

In the next few days, Zhang Shiping kept looking for various elixir, and when he was tired, he found a place, set up a warning and restraint formation, and then meditated and rested to recover his energy and mana.

In fact, in the middle of the secret realm, the map marks the places where many foundation-building monsters are located, and there are many hundreds of years old elixir there. Almost all the main medicines needed by Foundation Establishment Dando are there.

But this kind of news, all the monks know, so it is unknown how many people died there.

Zhang Shiping shook his head, he didn't want to get involved in this kind of right and wrong for the time being.