Mortal Cultivation: Immortality begins with the Spirit Gathering Array!

Under the guidance of Zhang Ning, the two of them went straight into the valley underground along the cave.

There was another cave in the cave. After turning about three corners, Su Ming's vision suddenly widened and a huge underground cave appeared. Many stalagmites stood upside down on the cave, forming a unique landscape.

At this moment, Zhang Ning, who was walking in front, heard a familiar voice and his eyes flickered.

At the same time, a faint red mist condensed from the entrance and exit of the underground cave, and soon spread silently to the entire underground cave.

After receiving Pang Xuan's voice transmission, Zhang Ning quietly touched the first-level top-grade wind-traveling talisman placed in his sleeve, and continued to move deeper into the underground cave with Su Ming.

"Master uncle, please look, that is the hundred-year spiritual milk!"

"The beast is hidden in this underground undercurrent..."

When the two came to the place where Pang Xuan ordered, Zhang Ning pointed to the largest stalactite in the center of the underground cave and said.

Su Ming turned his sight and saw a small puddle under the stalactite that exuded a strong spiritual energy.

The liquid in the puddle is the same as Zhang Ning's bottle of diluted spiritual milk. Judging from its size, it can at least refine three drops of hundred-year spiritual milk.

Seeing Su Ming's attention being drawn to the hundred-year spiritual milk, Zhang Ning's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he suddenly took out the wind-walking talisman and was about to activate it.

Snap!

At this moment, a hand appeared silently on Zhang Ning's left shoulder.

Su Ming, who was just looking at the hundred-year spiritual milk, suddenly appeared behind him, and his voice echoed in Zhang Ning's ears as if it came from the Nine Netherworld.

"What is Zhang, nephew, going to do?"

"Are you worried that I, your uncle, will kill people and steal treasures..."

Feeling the five fingers on his shoulders like iron clamps, the panic in Zhang Ning's eyes flashed, and he returned to calm in the blink of an eye.

Before Zhang Ning could explain anything, Su Ming's chuckle reached his ears again.

"If nephew really thinks so..."

"Then congratulations, you guessed it right!"

When he said the last sentence, Su Ming's tone was already like frost.

"Uncle Su, you..."

Zhang Ning suddenly turned around, his face flashed red, and he spit out a corrosive blood mist towards Su Ming's face. It looked like some "powerful" magic secret technique.

At the same time, two high-grade magic knives flew out of the storage bag on his waist, turned into streams of light, and stabbed towards Su Ming's eyes.

Facing Zhang Ning's full-scale attack, Su Ming's eyes under the mask were calm, without any ripples.

With a flick of his finger, a drop of black water flew to Zhang Ning's forehead.

Looking at the black water droplets getting bigger and bigger in his sight, Zhang Ning's eyes were full of fear, and a golden shield flew out of his storage bag to block in front of him.

Bang!

Accompanied by a muffled sound, blood mist splashed, and a headless corpse slowly fell to the ground.

With a clang, the golden shield pierced by the black water droplets fell from mid-air and hit the side of the corpse. This high-grade defensive magic weapon was obviously completely scrapped.

"Opportunities in the world are for those who are capable!"

"I don't want anyone else to know about the rare spiritual object of the Hundred-Year Spiritual Milk..."

"Zhang, nephew, don't blame your uncle..."

"If you want to blame someone, blame your weak strength!"

Su Ming's tone was cold. Zhang Ning's desperate fight could not even break through the protective spiritual light on his body.

After killing Zhang Ning, Su Ming raised his hand and sucked it, and took away the storage bag on the opponent's waist. With a slight flick of his finger, the headless corpse on the ground was wrapped in a ball of black water and completely dissolved in the blink of an eye.

After doing this, Su Ming's face showed excitement. He carefully protected the defensive magic weapon by his side and walked towards the Hundred-Year Spiritual Milk.

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Behind the stalactites near the Hundred-Year Spiritual Milk.

"This person is really cruel!"

"It seems that this is not the first time he has done this..."

Yao Jia looked at Su Ming's "smooth" destruction of the corpse, and his heart trembled, and he sent a voice message to Pang Xuan.

"It doesn't matter. The prey has been caught. It's better if the bait dies, so you don't have to do it yourself, Junior Sister..."

"When this kid gets close to the Hundred Years Spiritual Milk, activate the formation. You and I will attack together and make sure to kill him with one strike!"

Pang Xuan didn't care about Zhang Ning's death at all, and quietly waited for Su Ming to get closer to the Hundred Years Spiritual Milk.

"Yes!"

Yao Jia nodded, holding the formation plate, ready to attack at any time.

According to the cultivation and magic tools shown by Su Ming, the two of them could easily kill him even without the formation.

However, Pang Xuan and the others were cautious by nature and didn't want to take any risks. Otherwise, they wouldn't have relied on pre-set traps to hunt down the two sects' foundation-building cultivators.

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"Really patient..."

Su Ming felt the two foundation-building early spiritual pressures near the Hundred Years Spiritual Milk and thought to himself.

When the Blazing Fire Snake Formation was thoroughly analyzed by the River Map and Luoshu, there was no secret in Su Ming's eyes about this formation.

Pang Xuan and his partner thought they were well hidden by the formation, but in Su Ming's perception, they were like two bright lights in the dark night, and they could not be ignored.

The actions and words that killed Zhang Ning just now, including the two magic weapons around him, were all illusions used to confuse Pang Xuan and his partner, in order to lure the other party to take the initiative.

Now it seems that the other party is quite cautious.

But what the two did not know was that when Su Ming stepped into the Blazing Fire Snake Formation, both sides had already switched from offense to defense.

Pang Xuan and his partner seemed to be in the dark, but in fact their actions were clearly visible to Su Ming.

Seeing that the other party never made a move, Su Ming walked slowly to the hundred-year spiritual milk, took out a few small jade bottles, and pinched the magic formula in his hand, looking ready to collect the spiritual milk.

"Now, start the formation!"

Pang Xuan's eyes flashed, and he transmitted the voice.

At the same time, he raised his hand and waved, offering a red flying knife, which transformed into a flaming black bird after injecting magic power, and flew towards Su Ming rapidly.

The spiritual weapon transformed!

This flying knife was obviously a low-grade spiritual weapon, and it looked powerful.

Pang Xuan was not prepared to hold back at all, and he went all out as soon as he made a move, directly transforming the spiritual weapon and pushing its power to the extreme.

Yao Jia's reaction was also very fast. He hit the formation plate in his hand with several consecutive magic formulas, and suddenly a terrifying spiritual power fluctuation emerged in the underground cave.

The red mist that had not had any spiritual power fluctuations before burst out with scorching heat, and finally formed nine flaming spirit snakes in the air, directly surrounding Su Ming in a siege.

With such an attack, even a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building would die on the spot with hatred.

Even if the attack failed to kill the enemy, it would be enough to seriously injure the enemy, and the mana in the body would be eroded by the fire poison of the formation, and it would be burned by flames if it was activated for a while.

In addition, there was a blazing fire snake formation blocking the underground cave, so Su Ming could not escape.

You kid is dead!

Pang Xuan and the others who appeared from behind the stalactites had cold eyes, as if they had seen Su Ming's death.

Facing such a dangerous situation, Su Ming suddenly raised his head, the black pupils in his eyes had turned into azure blue, and he looked at Pang Xuan and the others with an inexplicable smile on his face.

I'm waiting for you to start the formation!

Su Ming raised his hand and waved it, and three formation flags shot out and inserted into the ground. A formation plate appeared in front of him at some point, slowly rotating in the air.

He pinched his hands and instantly cast nine magic seals into the formation plate.

"Alchemy melts iron, the wind blows fire, the spirit snake turns nine times, the red land stretches for thousands of miles..."

"Condensation!"

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