Taoist companions help me live forever

Boom boom!

Just like a bomber, the flames passed by and the crowd exploded in large pieces.

This is not over yet, flesh and blood become the best fuel, the arrogance burns along the flesh and blood, and a raging fire ignites in the blink of an eye.

Now the flames will burn as high as the crowd in front squeezes in.

It's like a demon fire.

The gap between ordinary people and foundation-building monks is really too big, and it cannot be made up by numbers at all.

But if the other side also has foundation-building monks, the situation will be different.

Right now.

Lin Zhen, who was in the sky, just waved slightly.

"The wind comes, the clouds gather, and the rain falls!"

Rain clouds as big as an acre condensed out of thin air, and the rain fell down, quickly extinguishing the flames.

Even a Qi-training monk can summon rain with a small cloud and rain technique, let alone a foundation-building monk like Lin Zhen.

The old man glared at Lin Zhen in the sky.

Now he couldn't hold it back any longer. He stepped down and a set of black armor appeared on his body. A pair of blood wings spread out from behind, and he flew into the air.

Even though he is a monk who majors in physical training and minors in spiritual arts, his second-level physical training, where Qi and blood condense into wings, already has the ability to fly in the physical body.

"I will take your life first!"

The old man grabbed it with one claw, as fast as lightning.

Lin Zhen was unhurried. A golden light blocked him, and he was already a hundred meters away.

"The Lin family's golden scale sword!"

The old man gritted his teeth when he saw a bloodstain appear on his palm, which quickly healed.

Lin Zhen smiled faintly: "The Jiang family's physical cultivation skills are unique to Shangyang, and the physical body can block magical weapons. If the junior does not have this golden scale sword, how can I dare to compete with the senior."

The Golden Scale Sword is a middle-grade spiritual weapon. It is of the same origin as the Dragon-Slaying Sword in the hands of the ancestor of the Lin family. They are both made from the remains of a golden dragon.

The dragon-slaying sword uses the dragon's keel, while the golden scale sword uses the dragon's reverse scales.

The Golden Scale Sword has the sharpest edge and is the best human shield for restraining physical training.

"If it weren't for my Ming Wangjia staying in the Jiang family..."

The old man was secretly annoyed.

He was nearing the end of his life, and he came to Vietnam to serve as his last duty as a member of the Jiang family. It was natural that King Jia of the Ming Dynasty, who had followed him in the southern and northern wars, stayed in the Jiang family and left it to others.

And he just brought a set of black iron armor, a high-grade magic weapon with him.

After all, he could suppress a mortal dynasty single-handedly even without any magical weapons.

Who would have thought that we would encounter such an accident.

The old man couldn't help but glance at the palace below him.

Lin Zhen keenly noticed the old man's gaze and smiled:

"Senior is very concerned about the things in the palace, but once he comes up, it's hard to go back down."

There was a flash of golden light in the air.

The two have fought again.

…

below.

Without the old man's obstruction, only one silver wolf was left to face the huge crowd.

Seeing the crowd coming like evil ghosts, it couldn't help but look frightened, whimpering, raising its tail, shrinking again, and crawled away from the dog hole behind.

The formation in front of the palace was first broken by the forbidden talisman, and then corroded by so much flesh and blood that it could no longer hold on.

The rebel army only made a slight impact, leaving a few corpses behind, and the bloody grid in the air went out as if there was a short circuit.

"Become the king! Become the king!"

The first person to rush into the palace was a martial arts master. His face was ecstatic, his feet were flying, and he opened the door to the palace with a few moves.

Then a strong bloody smell hit his face.

The fishy wind blew against his face, but the martial arts master felt as if he had drunk fine wine and jade dew. The blood energy in his body suddenly increased by several percent, and his true energy began to circulate rapidly and uncontrollably.

"Treasures from heaven and earth!"

Such an idea suddenly appeared in the mind of the martial arts master, and he was driven by instinct to rush into the palace.

Then I saw a pool of bubbling blood. There were more than a dozen people soaking in the pool. They all had their heads exposed, their eyes closed, and their expressions looked a little painful.

A heroic middle-aged man in royal robes floated above the blood pool out of thin air. He closed his eyes, and blood lines connected from his body to the blood pool below.

He seemed to be drawing blood from the people below.

And the bloody smell he smelled came from the blood pool.

The Grandmaster swallowed his saliva. Such a strange scene made him unconsciously withdraw his greed, and he slowly and cautiously stepped back.

But at this moment, a large number of rebels behind them had rushed in.

The noisy scene seemed to wake up the sleeping people.

not good!

The master was horrified.

Swish!

In the void, it seemed as if a pair of eyes suddenly opened.

The grandmaster couldn't describe the feeling of these eyes, because when he first saw them, he was already dead.

First a corpse fell, and then it spread like a plague.

The rebels who rushed behind him fell down one by one.

Bloody threads spread out like spider webs in the air, ten meters, fifty meters, one hundred meters, three hundred meters...

It seems like there is no end, no limit.

Until within five hundred meters.

A big bloody net opened openly.

Lines of blood fell on the flesh and blood corpses on the ground, like straws, and the flesh and blood turned into white ash, gathering into the depths of the palace.

Wow! !

The blood pool was rolling, and the blood water was getting shallower and shallower. The people who had been soaked in the blood pool were instantly drained of all their blood, and turned into withered mummies.

At the bottom of the blood pool, a mummy covered in bloodstains gradually became fuller, and finally transformed into a middle-aged man with a ruddy complexion.

The man glanced at the middle-aged man in imperial robes, who had strong energy and pure blood but dull eyes, and murmured to himself:

"I used evil ways to prolong my life, trying to seize my descendants and continue the path. I was about to succeed. After death, I was reborn, but I encountered a big change.

Is this my personal robbery? "

boom!

A figure slammed down into the palace, breaking a big hole, and landed right in front of the man. It was the old man who was fighting fiercely with Lin Zhen.

At this moment, his black iron armor was riddled with holes, and his swollen body had shrunk to its original size, even thinner.

He raised his blood-stained head, looked at the man, and then at the middle-aged man in imperial robes, with a look of regret in his eyes.

"Xuanwu, I couldn't stop them, I'm sorry."

The man was surprisingly the first monk of the Jiang family, a monk at the peak of foundation building, Jiang Xuanwu, known as the ancestor of the Jiang family.

Fourteen years ago, Jiang Xuanwu suddenly appeared in front of the old man seriously injured, saying that he was about to die. The only way to do this now was to use the secret method of seizing a body that he accidentally obtained, and to use the blood of the descendants of the Jiang family to train a perfect body seizing body. container.

Jiang Xuanwu is the pillar of the Jiang family. If he falls, the Jiang family will be in chaos.

So the old man concealed the information for him, even the Jiang family did not tell him. The fewer people who knew about it, the lower the risk of leakage.

This is also the reason why Jiang Xuanwu deliberately returned to the mortal world.

There are countless pairs of eyes staring at the Jiang family. Once the Jiang family shows signs of weakness, countless people will come forward to test it.

And on the other side of the family, the Jiang family is not monolithic.

In this regard, the old man secretly controlled the royal family and selected the most suitable container for Jiang Xuanwu, who was the current emperor.

He has been secretly guarding it here, never leaving, just waiting for the refining of the container to be successful. Even if the country of Yue is in chaos, he has no time to care.

"Uncle Xu, I don't blame you."

The man's voice was gentle, and he stretched out his hand to help the old man up.

"As long as you help me one last time."

"What?"

The old man was doubtful, and then his expression changed drastically. The blood in his body was rushing towards the man.

"Xuanwu, you even want to suck me?!"

Jiang Xuanwu held the old man's hand, his expression remained unchanged, but his eyes became a little more crazy.

"My Taiyin blood-melting spirit-demon skill was supposed to allow 80% of my cultivation to be integrated into the flesh-and-blood container without any damage, but now I have failed.

The only solution for now is to reverse the magic power and allow me to briefly return to my peak state.

Uncle Xu, please help me and let me fight again.

Once I break through to the golden elixir realm, all the previous hardships will be nothing.

The Jiang family will be glorious again because of me! "

The old man looked at Jiang Xuanwu's madness for a while before he nodded sadly and let go of his defenses wholeheartedly.

"Xuanwu, I'm old, and now I can only do this. You must succeed!"

Without the old man's resistance, Jiang Xuanwu finally absorbed all the essence and blood of the old man and his ancestry.

Tears welled up in his eyes, and he watched helplessly as the old man turned into a withered skeleton.

"I will definitely succeed!"

"Before that, let me deal with the little bugs outside."

Jiang Xuanwu's figure suddenly disappeared.