Mortal Seeking Immortal

"It's him! That old guy is indeed not dead yet."

Huang Qi looked in the direction of Cangming Forest and said solemnly.

"It seems that this group of demon cultivators have already mobilized in full force, and a fierce battle will follow."

It's night.

On the west wall, the old man in Taoist robes was standing on the wall with a serious face, staring at the poisonous mist surrounding the three walls of Xianliu City.

The young monk stood behind him, ready for his disposal.

There was silence outside the city wall. Except for the piles of corpses of spiritual insects, all the living spiritual insects had retreated into the poisonous mist.

The poisonous mist is like a giant beast dormant in the darkness, ready to deliver a fatal blow to Xianliu City at any time.

At this moment, the monks posted on the city wall all noticed that something was wrong. The joy on their faces faded away, and a solemn atmosphere spread on the city wall.

After a long time, the old man in Taoist robes turned around and looked in the direction of the northern city wall, only to see the auras of various magic weapon arrays illuminating the sky above the northern city wall like daylight.

"The north wall is difficult to defend. Those five Nascent Soul Realm monsters are not that easy to deal with. Lin Hai alone may not be able to resist the joint siege of the five Nascent Soul Realm monsters. The demon cultivator is forcing Mr. Huang to take action. "

The old man in Taoist robes glanced at the small courtyard where Huang Qi lived. The courtyard was quiet.

"Master, if Mr. Huang goes to support the northern city wall, what will we do?"

"If Ye Zhou's guess is true, when those Nascent Soul Realm spirit insects attack, how can we defend the west wall alone? Why has the Lord of the City refused to send monks to support us?"

The young monk standing behind the old man in Taoist robes couldn't help but feel a little worried. He glanced at the location of the city lord's palace in the city. It was heavily defended. The inside and outside of the palace were guarded by countless monks with advanced cultivation levels. From time to time, a powerful and frightening aura came out. There was news in the house.

The owners of these breaths are all Yuanying realm monks in Xianliu City.

The old man in Taoist robes looked at the city lord's palace and said: "The city lord has his own considerations and will never just watch the demon cultivators attack Xianliu City."

"Before the spiritual insects attack, go and check the defense conditions on the city wall."

"yes."

The young monk cupped his hands, turned around and walked away.

Deep in the poisonous mist, the old man whose skin was covered with magic lines seemed to sense something. His closed eyes suddenly opened and he looked ahead with joy: "It's done!"

The poisonous mist ahead was pitch black, filled with traces of black and red demonic energy.

Several demon cultivators sitting cross-legged behind him stood up and cupped their hands and said, "Congratulations, sir, for finally mastering this six-winged flying demon centipede."

The strong man with the huge black magic hammer on his shoulders looked at the old man with the magic pattern and said, "Brother Qiu, I wonder if the six-winged flying demon centipede you refined is more powerful, or is it the Ten Thousand Beasts Soul Melting Formation arranged by Black Flame that is more powerful?"

The old man with magic patterns remained silent.

The strong man looked in the direction of Cangming Forest and said to himself: "In my opinion, the Ten Thousand Beasts Soul Melting Formation arranged by Black Flame is very powerful. This formation requires the consumption of countless demonic beasts' flesh and blood souls. It takes a long time and can be called My first battle in the Demon Sect.”

The old man with magic patterns was not annoyed when he heard this, and simply said: "I am going to carry out the final refining steps, do you want to go with me?"

The strong man said: "Let's go together."

The old man with magic patterns and the strong man stood up at the same time, and they walked side by side toward the poisonous mist.

When the poisonous mist was about to submerge their figures, the voice of the old man with magic patterns came: "You guys can come and watch together."

Several demon cultivators who were standing there were delighted when they heard this, thinking that the old man with the demon pattern was deliberately trying to remind them, and hurriedly followed him.