Longevity: From Being Pushed By The Witch

In the moment when the cold voice fell.

The old man in the black robe turned into a flowing shadow and rushed towards Li Pu and Yang Qingshan!

Under the blessing of the peak cultivation of Nascent Soul, in just a few breaths, he had already intercepted Li Pu and Yang Qingshan.

He saw his hands forming seals, and his black robe suddenly turned into a curtain that covered the sky and enveloped the two.

Li Pu's face sank, and he shook his sword in his left hand, and countless sword lights poured out in an instant.

The sword qi filled the sky, like a giant dragon, biting towards the curtain, trying to break open a crack and escape.

But...

At this moment, he was almost exhausted, even if he had maximized the sword qi in his body, the dragon had no room to resist under the curtain.

The old man saw this scene and chuckled lightly. He changed his finger gestures in his hand, and in the next moment, the curtain turned into a deep abyss giant mouth, devouring the two.

Yang Qingshan saw this scene and despair appeared on his face.

After struggling for so long, was he still unable to escape death?

He looked at Li Pu, his eyes filled with a hint of apology.

If it weren't for him, Li Pu would probably have returned to headquarters long ago, right?

However...

Just when he thought he was bound to die, he suddenly saw a purple light ball explode in front of him.

In an instant, countless electric currents, resembling green snakes, spread in all directions.

In just the blink of an eye, the black curtain was torn into countless pieces.

The old demon cultivator's eyes suddenly contracted.

Looking closely, he saw a man in purple standing in front of Li Pu and Yang Qingshan.

He had a noble face, with a smile always on his lips. With his elegant demeanor, he couldn't even generate a trace of disgust even when facing enemies.

"Brother Li, I'm a little late, I hope you don't mind."

The man in purple turned to Li Pu and said with a soft smile.

"As long as I'm not dead."

At this moment, Li Pu obviously didn't have the strength to exchange pleasantries anymore. He glanced at the man in purple and weakly said,

"Give me two bottles of medicine, I need to rest for a while."

The man in purple couldn't help but be speechless, and then took out two delicate jade bottles from his storage ring.

"Thanks."

Li Pu took the jade bottles and then looked at the surrounding demon cultivators, saying,

"They're all yours, but... there's a Soul Formation cultivator to the east, can you handle it?"

"Soul Formation?"

The purple-robed cultivator looked towards the eastern peak and smiled,

"I can give it a try."

"Alright, I'll leave them to you then. I'll go down first."

After hearing the purple-robed cultivator's words, Li Pu didn't linger anymore and flew straight down to the ground.

The surrounding demon cultivators felt insulted when they saw this scene.

The other party really didn't take them seriously at all!

"Die for me!"

At this moment, a mid-Nascent Soul stage demon cultivator suddenly shouted.

In the next moment, a blood-colored river rushed towards the purple-robed cultivator.

Buzz!

The purple-robed cultivator casually took out a talisman, and a spiritual light stood in front of him. No matter how the blood-colored river rushed, it couldn't shake the spiritual light barrier at all.

The demon cultivator's face slightly darkened when he saw this.

He was about to use some kind of Divine Ability technique when he saw the purple-robed cultivator pointing his fingers lightly towards the void.

In an instant, a sense of annihilation enveloped the hearts of everyone present.

"Run!"

The old man in the black robe felt this aura and immediately shouted, then he disappeared in an instant.

As for the other demon cultivators, they were preparing to retreat.

In the next moment...

Countless electric arcs converged into a river and poured down, instantly submerging all the demon cultivators present.

The sound of screams filled the air.

Just when they all thought they were doomed.

A glimmer of starlight suddenly appeared on the mountain to the east.

In the blink of an eye, the purple-robed cultivator felt a wave of death approaching.

Ignoring the dying demonic cultivators, he immediately dodged to the side.

However, that terrifying aura was like a maggot on bones, no matter where he fled, he couldn't escape.

Seeing himself about to be devoured, the purple-robed cultivator immediately formed hand seals.

"Annihilate!"

Boom—

Thunder and lightning filled the sky, accompanied by a breath of annihilation.

The overwhelming power caused the surrounding void to distort, and even the nearby mountains began to tremble violently.

At this moment, the terrifying aura collided with the thunder that carried the breath of annihilation.

It was only at this moment that the purple-robed cultivator finally saw the source of the pursuing aura, which turned out to be a flying sword that was only a few inches long and thinner than a strand of hair!

Boom!

The two collided.

The thunder and lightning gradually disintegrated under the invasion of the flying sword.

Fortunately, there was an abundance of thunder, and it was powerful enough.

Although the killing power of the flying sword was strong, in the end, it only resulted in a mutual destruction.

"The Heavenly Clear Divine Thunder?"

Just at this moment, a cold and ethereal voice sounded from all directions.

The purple-robed cultivator's heart trembled, and he looked around, only to see a blood-colored figure appearing in front of him, seemingly out of nowhere.

"In the Thunder Temple, there are not many who can cultivate the Heavenly Clear Divine Thunder to the Ninth Perfection in the Nascent Soul stage."

"Your mastery of thunder techniques is truly extraordinary."

"Thank you for the praise, senior."

The purple-robed cultivator smiled gently, but as soon as he finished speaking.

Several flying swords surrounded him.

The sharp sword qi instantly formed an invisible domain, enclosing him within.

Nangong Wan lightly laughed and said,

"The Thunder Temple has always been weak. To cultivate a genius like you, I'm sure it must have cost a lot of effort, right?"

"If I were to kill you, do you think... Lord Luo would be heartbroken?"

The expression on the purple-robed cultivator's face suddenly changed. In the next moment, he, who was in the sword domain, felt as if he had been cut into pieces by thousands of knives.

Although he didn't suffer any substantial injuries, the pain went straight to his bones!

"So strong!"

The purple-robed cultivator exclaimed in his heart, not caring too much, he took out a jade plaque from his storage ring.

As soon as the jade plaque was sacrificed, a purple light emerged.

At that moment, the sword qi in the sword domain seemed to be subjected to a gravitational force and fell suddenly.

The purple-robed cultivator grunted, and his whole body fell to the ground like a meteor.

Boom!

With a loud noise, a huge pit with a diameter of tens of zhang was formed on the ground.

And it happened to be right in the middle, involving Li Pu and Yang Qingshan who were meditating and resting.

In the pit, the three of them were covered in dirt and looked extremely embarrassed.

The purple-robed cultivator lying in the center was covered in blood.

He struggled to get up, but... after a few attempts, it seemed like he couldn't get up no matter what. He looked at Li Pu and Yang Qingshan with some embarrassment.

"It seems like my bones are all broken. I might have to trouble you to carry me back later."

Li Pu's eyes showed a hint of disdain.

He looked up and saw a purple figure appearing in the sky. At this moment, there was already a purple figure in the sky.

"How long can you hold on? If it's less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, there's no need for us to run."

"Don't worry, that's the Law Manifestation shadow of the Lord of the Temple. It can hold on for a quarter of an hour easily."

Li Pu nodded slightly, lifted the purple-robed cultivator from the pit, and then looked at Yang Qingshan behind him.

The two of them turned into streaks of light and swiftly rushed into the distance.