Seeking Immortality

On Qilin Mountain south of Jiuhua Mountain, since the group of monsters under his command flew towards Jiuhua Mountain, the middle-aged scholar has been looking up and looking far away. It seems that he can never see enough of Jiuhua Mountain in front of him, or he can only see Jiuhua Mountain in this state for the last time.

Perhaps, he still has a little reluctance in his heart?

And the dozen or so cultivators around him, who look like humans or monsters, saw the middle-aged scholar's expression and knew that he didn't want to talk much now, so they also stood with their hands down and dared not make any sound.

After a long time, the middle-aged scholar finally slowly withdrew his gaze from afar, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He said softly: "I didn't expect that in so many years, there are really a few figures among the younger generation of disciples in Jiuhua Mountain. Whether it is Zhou Huahai, Zhang Hualing, or Xiao Huazhe, they are not simple people. It's a pity that they died today."

This sentence seemed to be said to the people around him, and it seemed to be talking to himself. There was no lack of admiration and regret in his tone, but there was also a hint of excitement.

I didn't expect that this middle-aged scholar looked small, but his tone was so conceited. The "Hua" generation of Jiuhua Mountain can be regarded as the backbone of Jiuhua, and there are several waves of disciples, but in the mouth of the middle-aged scholar, it was just "Jiuhua Mountain's young generation of disciples".

A snake-like demon smiled flatteringly and said: "Hiss, you have great magical powers and unparalleled wisdom. No matter how powerful Zhang Hualing or Zhou Huahai are, they are still easy to catch?"

Hearing this obvious flattery, the middle-aged scholar still had no joy or worry on his face, but just said lightly: "My people have already arrived at Jiuhua Mountain, so I should also join in the fun."

Speaking, the middle-aged scholar did not leave the others around him. He flew towards Jiuhua Mountain first.

The white clouds under his feet were radiant with colorful rays of light, and his white clothes were swaying in the evening breeze. With his handsome face, he looked like an immortal from afar, leisurely and slightly lonely. But who would have thought that he was planning to destroy a sect?

His speed seemed slow but actually fast. He seemed to be flying slowly, but in an instant he fell far behind the others on Qilin Mountain.

Seeing the actions of the middle-aged scholar, the others were slightly stunned, and hurriedly followed the middle-aged scholar to Jiuhua Mountain.

And a snake man even accelerated to the side of the middle-aged scholar. He whispered, "Hiss, No. 41 hasn't come back yet. He has many tasks that you, the master, have assigned to him. I don't know if he has completed them. Why don't we wait for him?"

The middle-aged scholar sneered, tapped his left hand with his right hand, and said lightly, "If I'm not mistaken, he should have completed those tasks, but he is still thinking about revenge on his senior brother, so I'm afraid he won't be able to come back to me in a short time."

Although the middle-aged scholar's tone was very light, the snake man knew that his master might have been really angry. For his unfathomable master, a servant like him should regard completing the tasks assigned by the middle-aged scholar as the first priority of his life, without any selfishness.

But No. 71's doing this has already violated the middle-aged scholar's taboo, and the middle-aged scholar's habitual action of tapping his left hand with his right hand before killing proves that he has already had the intention to kill.

"I'm afraid the North Guard of the Four Snake Guards will be replaced again." The snake man thought coldly.

Just as the snake man was thinking about something, the middle-aged scholar asked a snake man behind him who had been silent from the beginning: "Number 7. I asked you to give all the information collected during the rookie competition to No. 41. Did you give it to him?"

Number 7 was silent for a while, and a strong fear suddenly hit his heart, but his face was still trying to remain calm, and he slowly said: "No."

"So, No. 41 doesn't know that Xu Qingfan has initially refined the Wutong branch?"

"Yes."

Hearing the words of No. 7, everyone around was shocked, and the look they looked at No. 7 was as if they were looking at a dead person.

The middle-aged scholar didn't say anything special, but smiled faintly and said: "No, let Xu Qingfan kill him. It also saves you a lot of trouble."

Hearing the words of the middle-aged scholar, although the smile on the middle-aged scholar's face was so gentle and kind, everyone on the field couldn't help but feel cold in their hearts.

The middle-aged scholar paused and said, "Among the Qing generation in Jiuhua Mountain, there are only four people who can be considered as figures, Xu Qingfan, Jin Qinghan, Feng Qingtian, and Lu Qingshang. Although we are not afraid now, it will always be a trouble in the future if they escape this time. No. 7, you don't have to worry about anything when you arrive at Jiuhua Mountain. Just kill the four of them with No. 4 and No. 33."

No. 7's body shook slightly, and a trace of confusion flashed across his ferocious face, but he had no courage to object, so he had to bow his head and answer, "Yes."

The other two snakemen also bowed to the middle-aged scholar and said, "Master, don't worry. We will definitely do it."

The middle-aged scholar nodded slightly, turned around and continued to fly towards Jiuhua Mountain.

In front of him, the majestic and steep Jiuhua Mountain was already within reach.

The continuous roar and explosion broke the original tranquility of Jiuhua Back Mountain, and the battle between Nangong Qingshan and Xu Qingfan was still going on.

Although Xu Qingfan's piranha did not cause any major harm to Nangong Qingshan, Nangong Qingshan felt a faint pain in his body. But he was still furious.

Ever since he was transformed by his master. Although he hates his appearance, he also has great confidence in the strength he has obtained. So this time he sought revenge from Xu Qingfan. He came with a look of contempt and a proud attitude.

I thought that with his current strength, it would only take a moment to kill Xu Qingfan. But he didn't expect that Xu Qingfan not only blocked his attacks one after another, but also made him look embarrassed just now.

"Originally, I wanted to save trouble and kill you all at once, but now it seems that I have to entertain you a little longer before you die."

Nangong Qingshan stared at Xu Qingfan fiercely and said coldly.

As he spoke, Nangong Qingshan strode towards Xu Qingfan. He originally thought that Xu Qingfan would feel like he was facing a formidable enemy or run away immediately, but he didn't expect that Xu Qingfan would just look at him with contempt, and then sit cross-legged on the ground. He closed his eyes and meditated.

Xu Qingfan's attitude made Nangong Qingshan even more angry.

After walking three feet in front of Xu Qingfan, Nangong Qingshan said nothing more, and the three snake tails swung and suddenly stretched to more than three feet, and stabbed Xu Qingfan fiercely.

At the same time, Nangong Qingshan was also pinching his hands with fingers. Just now, he had absolutely no need to use Taoist techniques to deal with Xu Qingfan, but now he only wanted to make Xu Qingfan die in the shortest possible time, so he didn't care about his previous attacks. He has always maintained his "master style", except for the three tails. He also attacked himself.

This time Nangong Qingshan's three snake tail attacks are very different from before. In addition to the sharpness and flexibility greatly enhanced due to the distance, the three snake tails also carry an extremely strong cold air. When the snake tails are waved, the area is ten feet. A thick layer of frost quickly formed on the ground.

It's just that Xu Qingfan input a large amount of spiritual energy into the "Qingling Arm Guard" before meditating. Therefore, although the power of the snake tail was greatly increased, it could not break through the defense line in a short period of time.

But these three snake tails are one of Nangong Qingshan's trump cards after all. The cold air emanating from above is even more powerful. Under the influence of the cold air, the long cyan dragon surrounding Xu Qingfan couldn't help but become slower and slower, and its defense became increasingly weak. The terrifying cold air made Qinglong's body even more brittle. Under the snake tail's continuous attacks, many tiny cracks slowly appeared.

For Xu Qingfan, Nangong Qingshan's own threat is much greater than his three snake tails. Just based on the current fluctuations of spiritual energy on his body and the time of casting, he knows that the Taoist spell performed by Nangong Qingshan has How terrifying.

"It's a pity that you don't have a chance to use your magic."

Xu Qingfan suddenly opened his closed eyes and looked at Nangong Qingshan and thought.

When Xu Qingfan opened his eyes. The red light on his body was strong, and a hairpin that looked like a tree branch suddenly flew out and grew rapidly in mid-air, growing to more than three feet in just an instant. As it swelled, strong flames emerged from the branches, and there was a faint sound of phoenix chirping between the sky and the earth.

This branch is none other than Xu Qingfan’s earthly spiritual treasure—the sycamore branch.

At the same time that the Wutong branches changed, Nangong Qingshan, who was casting a spell, suddenly stopped and a mouthful of cyan blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth. The three attacking snake tails also retracted behind Nangong Qingshan at the same time. Trembling constantly.

The phoenix loves to eat snake gall, and is naturally the nemesis of snakes in the world. This is especially true for the cold snake, because the phoenix is ​​not only his heaven and earth, but its own phoenix spiritual fire also restrains its black ice cold energy.

The fusion technique of Nangong Qingshan and Xuwei Snake is indeed wonderful, not only did he get all the energy of Xuwei Snake. He also gained all the abilities of the Void Serpent. But at the same time, he also got the fear that the Xuwei Snake had towards the Phoenix that penetrated into his soul.

The moment Xu Qingfan used the sycamore branch. The majestic phoenix aura suddenly emerged from the Wutong branches and Xu Qingfan's body. After feeling this aura, Nangong Qingshan felt that a deep and heartfelt terror suddenly appeared from the bottom of his heart. Although it was inexplicable, it was unstoppable, as if This kind of terror has been deeply engraved in Nangong Qingshan's soul and has been passed down from generation to generation.

Under this terrifying interference, the Taoist technique that Nangong Qingshan was performing could not help but be interrupted. As a result, the Taoist technique backfired and he suffered serious internal injuries.

But Nangong Qingshan couldn't care less about his internal injuries now. The waves of terror coming from the bottom of his heart had controlled his whole body and mind, and his body was retreating step by step involuntarily.

At this moment, Xu Qingfan's eyes emitted two dazzling red lights, and he spat out a mouthful of essence and blood from his mouth, spraying it on the sycamore branches. With the help of Xu Qingfan's essence and blood, the phoenix spiritual fire on the sycamore branches became even more intense.

In the blazing fire, the cry of the phoenix became clearer and clearer. A phoenix spread its wings and flew out of the blazing fire. Under the control of Xu Qingfan, it rushed towards Nangong Qingshan.

Seeing the formation of the phoenix, the pupils of Nangong Qingshan's eyes tightened, and for a while he couldn't even speak human words. He just kept screaming "hiss" in fear, as if he was really just a snake.

"Boom

"hiss

With Nangong Qingshan's body unable to move, the Fiery Phoenix collided with him in an instant, and his body was immediately submerged by the phoenix spiritual fire that filled the sky.

For a moment, the roar caused by the explosion and the screams of snakes from Nangong Qingshan sounded one after another.

What sounded at the same time was Xu Qingfan's sigh.

"it's over."

Yes, it's over.

A grudge that lasted for forty years, a secret within the sect, revenge and revenge again, extremes and right and wrong. It finally ended.

However, the truly brutal battle has just begun.