Mortals' aspirations to cultivate immortality

"Damn, who is this person?" Huang Quan Zhenjun was a little anxious when he saw that his natal spiritual treasure Huang Quan River was so restrained.

You know, until now, the opponent has not used any other means except the ice spear!

The ice spear was obviously condensed by magic power, and the spiritual treasure was not used at all.

Once the opponent uses the spiritual treasure, he will definitely not be able to beat it!

Huang Quan Zhenjun began to check the surrounding situation, thinking about how to escape.

On the other side, Huang Qianqian had no intention of stopping the attack. The magic circle behind her was still shooting ice spears, as if she wanted to completely freeze the yellow river.

"My fellow Taoist, I, Huang Quan Zhenjun, will remember you!" Seeing that his natal spiritual treasure could no longer resist, Huang Quan Zhenjun immediately said a harsh word and immediately used teleportation to leave.

However, how could Huang Qianqian give him a chance to leave!

Huang Qianqian snorted coldly, and the temperature within a hundred miles around suddenly cooled down.

Huang Quan Zhenjun had just appeared when a hundred-foot-long ice spear shot at him in an instant. Huang Quan Zhenjun was shocked and broke the ice spear with a flick of his finger.

Although this time, it was a close call, it also put Huang Quan Zhenjun under great pressure.

Before he could make another move, dozens of ice spears gathered again and rushed straight towards him.

Huang Quan Zhenjun was startled and hurriedly used teleportation again.

However, the teleportation distance of the early Nascent Soul was limited after all.

No matter how much Huang Quan Zhenjun teleported, he could not escape Huang Qianqian's perception.

For a while, the two played a cat-and-mouse game.

"Daoyou, do you really want to offend my Huangfeng Temple to death?"

After teleporting several times, Huang Quan Zhenjun seemed to have accepted his fate and could not help but scold Huang Qianqian.

He found that in Huang Qianqian's hands, he had no chance of escaping at all.

So after his mind was active, he directly cursed.

Huang Qianqian paid no attention to Huang Quan Zhenjun. If Huang Quan Zhenjun didn't hide, she would attack him. Anyway, she wouldn't be the one to die.

"Damn it!" Huang Quan Zhenjun cursed inwardly and teleported again.

After reappearing again, Huang Quan Zhenjun used magic to shatter the ice spear with one finger, and at the same time shot a Wanli Chuanyin note.

Seeing this, Huang Qianqian hurriedly teleported to the Wanli Chuanyin note.

"Too late!" Huang Quan Zhenjun sneered, and the Lingbao Huangquan River burst into yellow light, turning into a river all over the sky and attacking Huang Qianqian.

Seeing this, Huang Qianqian's mouth corners slightly raised, and she fought with Huang Quan Zhenjun again.

However, Huang Qianqian at this time felt a sense of confusion. She was in a hurry to fight, and no longer had the calmness just now.

"Hahaha!" Huang Qianqian lost her composure, and the pressure on Huangquan Zhenjun was greatly reduced. She couldn't help laughing: "My fellow Taoist, I think you should surrender as soon as possible. My Huangfeng Temple is one of the seven major sects in Sitan Country. There are as many as six Yuanying Zhenjuns alone, and the mountain gate is not far from here."

"If you surrender now, when my fellow disciples come, I can consider letting you go and recruiting you into my Huangfeng Temple!"

Huang Qianqian didn't say a word after hearing this, and continued to launch attacks.

However, her attacks became more and more chaotic, and she seemed to be eager for success.

In Huangquan Zhenjun's opinion, Huang Qianqian was obviously afraid that other Yuanying Zhenjuns from Huangfeng Temple would come to support her.

So, Huangquan Zhenjun became more and more arrogant and kept interfering with Huang Qianqian with words.

On the other side, Lin Yi silently watched the battle here. Seeing Huang Quan Zhenjun's attitude, he couldn't help but cursed inwardly: "Retarded."

If it weren't for Huang Qianqian's desire to attract more Yuanying Zhenjuns from Huangfeng Temple, Huang Quan Zhenjun would have been killed by Huang Qianqian countless times.

So what if Yuanying Zhenjun can teleport? With Huang Qianqian's strength, it is easy to kill an early Yuanying.

The speed of the Wanli Note Transmission is naturally extraordinary. After only three hours, Lin Yi sensed a peak of the middle Yuanying coming here at an extremely fast speed.

Huangfeng Temple originally had two late Yuanying, one middle Yuanying, and three early Yuanying.

Now that a middle Yuanying has come directly, it is obvious that Huangfeng Temple cannot bear the loss of a Yuanying Zhenjun.

However, Huangfeng Temple still underestimated Huang Qianqian's strength!

Realizing that the supporter of the Nascent Soul Stage had arrived at Luofeng City, Lin Yi immediately notified Huang Qianqian through the contract mark: "Qianqian, do it!"

On the other side, Huang Qianqian received Lin Yi's notification and immediately slapped Huang Quan Zhenjun - Frozen Heaven and Earth without hesitation.

Huang Quan Zhenjun was still proud of his verbal attack to make Huang Qianqian lose her composure, but suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.

So Huang Quan Zhenjun did not hesitate at all and directly launched teleportation.

At this time, Huang Quan Zhenjun was shocked to find that the surrounding space had been blocked.

"What kind of magic is this? Even teleportation can't be launched!"

This was Huang Quan Zhenjun's last thought.

The next moment, the overwhelming cold air froze everything within a radius of 100 miles into ice sculptures, and Huang Quan Zhenjun was naturally no exception.

After a successful attack, Huang Qianqian did not hesitate at all, and once again condensed a thousand-foot-long ice spear in her hand and shot it directly at Huang Quan Zhenjun.

"How dare you!" A roar came from the distant sky, followed by a stream of fiery red light, tearing through the sky and heading straight for this world.

Unfortunately, the distance was too far, and the stream of light was still a step slower.

Boom--

The ice spear directly penetrated the ice sculpture transformed by True Monarch Huangquan, blasting the entire ice sculpture into pieces.

"Okay, okay!"

An angry sound sounded, and the fiery red light stopped dozens of miles away from Huang Qianqian, and an angry young man in his thirties appeared.

The young man is dressed in red clothes and has an explosive aura, showing the properties of the magic he cultivates at all times. This is the famous Nascent Soul Lord of Huangfeng Temple - the True Lord of Lava!

It is said that Lord Lava refined the different fires of heaven and earth, Lava Fire, and his Taoist name came from this.

His fellow junior brother was killed in front of his eyes, not even the scum was left. One can imagine the mood of Lord Lava at this time.

For a time, the surrounding temperature rose steadily, and the frozen ice sculptures melted quickly, and then burned directly to ashes by the terrifying high temperature.

When Huang Qianqian saw this, she couldn't help but feel a little disdainful.

A man who plays with fire dares to be so arrogant in front of her. Just when he was about to take action, he received a message from Lin Yi.

In desperation, Huang Qianqian could only turn into a stream of blue light and head straight towards Luofeng City.

"Haha, you want to escape, have you asked me?"

Lord Lava thought that Huang Qianqian was scared, so he immediately transformed into a huge fireball and went straight towards Huang Qianqian.