Mortal Seeking Immortal

Mr. Shu snorted coldly: "Old devil, do you think I will come here and die if I don't have a trump card?"

He saw that the leader was in rags, his skin and flesh were burnt black, and bursts of black smoke were emitting from his body. Through the tattered clothes, Ye Zhou could see the exquisite armor worn by the leader under his clothes.

Although this piece of armor has lost its aura now, it is not difficult to see from the broken formations and materials on it that the armor is definitely of good quality, and it should have been at least a top-grade foundation-building magic weapon before it was destroyed.

Ye Zhou secretly sighed in his heart at the terrifying power of the thunder bead in Shu Lao's hand, and at the same time he was glad in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't use the spirit beetle to sneak attack the leader. With the devouring speed of the spirit beetle, it was impossible to bite through it at the same time at the same time. The leader's shield is a top-grade foundation-building armor.

Although the leader has been poisoned and his realm has fallen, his strength is not weak. He can kill Ye Zhou with a snap of his fingers. If Ye Zhou had just attacked with a spirit beetle, the spirit beetle would have been killed by the leader, and he would have been killed. Captured.

And as long as he is in the hands of the leader, Mr. Shu will not be able to use powerful one-time magic weapons like the Sky Thunder Bead.

Tian Lei Zhu is similar to Zhen Lei Zi, but his power is still far inferior to Zhen Lei Zi.

Ye Zhou said with some vigilance: "I can't feel his breath anymore. Could it be that the old devil is dead?"

At this moment, the master's hand suddenly moved, and a blood-red light as thick as a thumb shot out from the master's hand with a whooshing sound, and went straight towards Shu Lao.

"It's not that easy to kill me, you all will die!"

The leader who had lost his breath suddenly got up from the ground in an instant, his charred face was extremely ferocious, and his eyes were blood red.

"Shu, be careful!" Ye Zhou exclaimed.

Almost in an instant, a high-grade foundation-building shield appeared in front of Old Shu. The next moment, the blood-red light swooshed and instantly passed through the shield in front of Old Shu, piercing through the shield worn by Old Shu. The armor weapon on his body shot into Shu Lao's Dantian with a pop!

The shield in front of Shu Lao fell to the ground with a dim sound, revealing Shu Lao standing behind him. A blood hole the size of a thumb suddenly appeared in Shu Lao's Dantian, and a stream of blood appeared. Blood gushed out crazily from the blood hole, and Shu Lao's face instantly turned extremely pale.

The leader laughed crazily: "You didn't expect it, but I still have a bone-crushing nail! Your Dantian is broken and you can no longer mobilize your spiritual power. You old man, you must die!"

The leader's figure suddenly accelerated, and at this moment, a golden light flashed across, and with a "whoosh" sound, the golden light instantly sank into the leader's forehead, leaving a bloody hole on the leader's forehead.

The leader quickly held his head in his hands and fell to the ground struggling wildly, roaring in pain and despair.

"Ahhh...what kind of insect is this!"

Not long after, a golden beetle came out from the back of the leader's head, and then retracted. The leader began to spit out blood, and there was no more movement.

He stared angrily at the jade box in Ye Zhou's hand!

The jade box had been opened, and there was no Zhenleizi inside, but a beetle. The beetle was so fast that he couldn't avoid it.

The head of the Blood Spirit Cult, a foundation-building Dzogchen monk, a great demon who had mastered broken treasures such as the Blood-weeping Ghost Head Blade that could compete with golden elixir magic weapons, died in the hands of Ye Zhou's spirit beetle!

Regardless of looking at the leader who fell to the ground, Ye Zhou ran toward Mr. Shu with a chill all over his body: "Old Shu!"

Mr. Shu looked at Ye Zhou, with a smile on his face, and a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth: "I...It's okay, it's not a big problem. It's just that the Dantian is broken. For monks in the foundation-building stage, the Dantian is gone and you can't die for the time being." .Ahem..."

As he spoke, Mr. Shu forcibly pulled the soul-suppressing bone nail that had been driven into his body from his dantian and threw it on the ground.

Ye Zhou's eyes were red, and he held Shu Lao's body tightly with both hands. Shu Lao patted Ye Zhou's forearm with trembling hands, and said with difficulty: "Ye Zhou, I'm fine. I'll be fine if I rest for a while. It's just a matter of time." It’s just that my cultivation is gone, it’s worth it to replace this old devil!”

While Mr. Shu was speaking, he laboriously injected a warm spiritual power down Ye Zhou's arm into Ye Zhou's body. It seemed that he was using the last trace of spiritual power left in his body to unlock Ye Zhou's seal from the master's spiritual power. .

Ye Zhou was speechless at this time. Seeing that the wound in Shu Lao's Dantian was still bleeding, he hurriedly pressed his hands on the bloody hole in Shu Lao's Dantian, trying to stop the bleeding.

All his healing elixirs are in the storage bag. Without spiritual power, he cannot get the elixirs to heal Shu Lao.

Mr. Shu showed a kind smile to Ye Zhou: "What a good boy, what a good boy."

Within a moment, Ye Zhou felt that he could sense the spiritual energy in his dantian again.

Shu Lao, on the other hand, instantly aged several dozen years, his hair turned completely gray, his skin became wrinkled, there were many age spots on his face, and his energy became sluggish.

Ye Zhou quickly took out various elixirs and medicinal powders from his storage bag, treated Shu Lao's wounds, and fed Shu Lao the healing elixir he refined with five hundred years of magic grass.

After Shu Lao took several kinds of elixirs, his injuries began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye. His spirits improved a lot, and his complexion returned to rosy. However, he no longer had any spiritual power in his body and became an ordinary mortal.

For immortal cultivators, the Dantian is as important as the head. If the Dantian is destroyed, all the previous achievements in cultivation will be wasted, and longevity will soon come to an end.

Ye Zhou held Shu Lao's hand and said solemnly: "Shu Lao, don't worry, I will definitely find you a pill that can restore your Dantian and let you embark on the path of cultivation again. I swear, I swear to the sky and to my inner demons!"

Shu Lao seemed to have let it go and waved his hand.

"I've lived for three hundred years, and I've lived enough. Not to mention that the elixir that can restore the Dantian is rare in the world, even if it can restore the Dantian, what can it do?"

"I have lost all my cultivation. At this age, I don't want to go back to the way I used to be. Even if I take a step back, a person whose lifespan is about to end won't live for many days."

Ye Zhou continued: "Then I'll go find you an elixir that can prolong your life. The world is so big, there are always many ways to prolong your life."

Old Shu shook his head: "Kid, I appreciate your kindness, but I don't want to do this. I should have followed that old friend back then. I've lost all my cultivation, and I've completely dispelled my unrealistic idea of ​​forming an elixir. For the rest of my life, I'll be satisfied to find a place to live in seclusion and spend the rest of my life in peace."

Ye Zhou wanted to persuade Old Shu, but seeing that Old Shu looked determined, he could only fulfill his wish.

After saying that, Old Shu urged Ye Zhou to quickly deal with the head of the sect and leave the place as soon as possible. The explosion of the Thunder Pearl would cause too much noise and might attract Zhong Ao and the others.