Mortal Cultivation: Start with a Chaos Talisman

"Dead?"

"This..."

Shocked!

Both the people of Taixuan Xianzong and the people of Yan State were extremely shocked.

"Wuwuwuwu..." Mingyu sat on the ground and burst into tears: "Senior Brother... Wuwuwuwu...Senior Brother..."

"Senior Brother!" Many disciples of Taixuan Xianzong also cried.

Mingjing never surrendered.

He surrendered at the cost of his reputation, and even surrendered at the cost of killing his two beloved disciples, just to self-destruct.

The purpose was to cause enough damage to this great master of transformation.

And he did it.

"What are you still standing there for?" In the void, Qijie's face turned pale with anger: "Attack!"

After Qijie's roar, the dozen or so second-rank national scholars below suddenly woke up.

That's right!

Fight!

Although they lost a great master of transformation, the other side lost more.

The only two Yuanying on the opposite side, one self-destructed, one's real body was gone, and the two Yuanying puppets also self-destructed.

Xu Changan, who had the strongest fighting power, was blown to the ground by the attack of the God of Transformation just now. He must have been seriously injured by now.

At this time, Taixuan Xianzong no longer had any fighting power.

Seven or eight Yuanyings immediately surrounded Mingyu and Shen Xizhi.

Another four or five went towards Xu Changan.

Xu Changan was indeed seriously injured. Let's put it this way, it's not an exaggeration to say that he was seriously injured and dying.

After all, the power of the attack of the God of Transformation, although only 30%, is not something that a small golden elixir can withstand.

Under that attack just now, even a big Yuanying would have died.

However, Xu Changan has thirteen drops of golden blood essence in his body.

Wherever these blood essences pass, all injuries are instantly healed.

In addition, he also drank a few drops of [Immortal Spring Water], so his current fighting power is still at its peak.

Those second-rank national scholars who thought Xu Changan was about to die ran over and were killed by him with a wave of his hand.

Puff puff...

The red axe swept past, and the two Yuanying national warriors were directly cut into four pieces.

The other three saw this situation and quickly teleported away, giving up Xu Changan and besieging Mingyu and others.

In a moment, four or five Jindan from Taixuan Xianzong were killed.

"How dare you?"

Xu Changan shouted, "Looking for death!"

The spiritual power and sword intent in his body burst out, and a long sword condensed by spiritual power hung in the void.

Then, two!

Three!

Four!

In an instant, thousands of long swords flashed.

They were densely packed, like a giant dragon.

The powerful sword intent made the dozen or so second-grade Yuanying on the opposite side retreat.

"Good boy!" Above the void, Lao Gu laughed: "What a magical power... If this magical power is perfect, it will be invincible in the world!"

"Kill!"

Xu Changan shouted.

Ten thousand flying swords on the waterfall of the sword river in the void suddenly fell and landed on the heads of the state scholars.

Dangdangdang...

The second-grade state scholars could avoid, defend, or teleport away directly.

But the third-grade state scholars in the Jindan period were not so lucky.

Under the ten thousand flying swords, more than sixty Jindan were directly killed, and the corpses were scattered all over the ground, and the blood was all over the ground.

Xu Changan stood in the void, like a god of war, looking down on all directions.

"Good!" Qijie's eyes narrowed slightly: "You are worthy of being a man of great luck!"

Xu Changan smiled coldly, looked at Qijie, and said: "General... I still have a trump card. It can kill Lianxu..."

"Can you... take it?"

As soon as the voice was finished.

The void shook violently.

A purple sword shadow that was a hundred feet long condensed and stood above Qijie's head.

This sword was overwhelming!

The two great cultivators of the Void Refining Realm, including Lao Gu, were all fixed in the void.

It is conceivable that if this sword falls, Qi Jie will surely die.

"This..." Qi Jie was so scared that his legs went limp. He was sure that if this sword fell, he would definitely die today.

However, Xu Changan said: "General... This is my trump card, Xu Changan, which has only one strike, so I dare not use it easily!"

"But if the general continues to attack my Taixuan Xianzong, Xu Changan can only use this trump card to save his life!"

After saying that, Xu Changan directly waved his hand and put away the long sword in the void.

This majestic sword intent was stimulated by Mo Xie's sword soul.

Because the sword intent is limited and the energy is limited, Mo Xie cannot use it infinitely, but only once.

If it is not a matter of life and death, he will not use it easily.

It was not used today, because he was not in danger of falling today.

Otherwise, he would have used it long ago.

In the void, Qi Jie's face turned black and white.

Retreat or not?

If he didn't retreat, he would most likely die.

Because when that sword intent appeared just now, Qi Jie really felt the threat of death.

This is true!

No one can fool a Lianxu on this.

Of course, Xu Changan also said that this thing is his trump card, and he only has one chance to use it.

Once used, it's gone.

After Qi Jie thought for a few breaths, he waved his hand and snorted coldly: "Go... withdraw!"

His mission is to go to Linzi City to take over Le Yi's military power.

Destroying Taixuan Xianzong is not his main task.

Don't lose sight of the main point.

Qijie came and left quickly, leaving with the remaining ten or so Yuanying in an instant.

At this moment, the Pure Yang Zhenren of the Hehuan Xianzong seemed very embarrassed.

They came to cheer.

In the end, the master left.

The key is that a big Yuanying also died in their Hehuan Xianzong.

Let's go!

We will definitely lose.

Pure Yang Zhenren left with his disciples in disgrace.

Because Taixuan Xianzong also suffered heavy losses, Xu Changan could not spare his hands to deal with these people from the Hehuan Xianzong, so he gave them a chance to escape.

Of course, Xu Changan was also afraid that killing the people from the Hehuan Xianzong would arouse Qijie's ferocity.

It doesn't matter, just put the old dog Chunyang's head on his neck for storage for the time being. When things here are done, I will go to your Hehuan Xianzong in person.

"Sister Mingyu, how are you injured?" Xu Changan took out some water from the spring of immortality: "Drink it, it will help you recover quickly. Also, if you see anyone injured, give some to them!"

"Yeah!" Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "My senior brother... I misunderstood him!"

How much hatred there was at the beginning, how much heartache there is now.

"Junior brother!" Chen Xuanli also came over and said, "Xuan Jiezhi... died!"

Ah?

Xu Changan was stunned!

Wasn't this kid fine just now?

"What happened?" he asked.

Chen Xuanli said, "Just now someone wanted to kill Sister Mingyu, he blocked it, and then... just..."

Chen Xuanli choked up as he spoke.

Xu Changan also understood: just now, he was injured by the God of Transformation, and then when four or five Yuanyings besieged him, there were still a dozen Yuanyings besieging Mingyu and the others.

Xuan Jiezhi should have died at that time.

Boom boom...

A blue-white light shot up into the sky again.

Another wave of disciples was teleported away.