The road to immortality is difficult, bones build immortality

At this time, the short and thin old man looked solemn.

His hands moved rapidly, and mana surged throughout his body.

Three foundation-level talismans jumped at his fingertips,

In a flash of light, it turned out to be the seventh to ninth fingers of the 'Luo Yan Thirty-six Fingers' that attracted attention at the previous auction.

Following the old man's urging, the talisman's light exploded into three streams of light, rushing straight towards the wall of ice.

The seventh finger "Smoke Locked Pond Willow" came first, and the moment the magic talisman touched the ice mirror,

The cold air on the mirror seemed to be locked by an invisible force.

Ripples appeared, and then the cold air began to melt slowly.

The eighth finger "Lamp Spreading Splendid Picture" follows closely,

The spiritual talisman turned into a brilliant brilliance, weaving a layer of solid protection for the short and thin old man.

The sword light of the Changfeng Sword struck the brilliance and was magically guided to the monks on the side.

Finally, the ninth finger "The bridge reflects the red sunset" is like the afterglow of the setting sun, rushing straight into the wall of ice.

With a loud bang, the wall was directly shattered, opening up an escape channel.

These three talismans gave the short and thin old man a precious chance to breathe and escape.

However, at this time, most of the monks trapped by the ice mirror had been killed, and their blood stained the entire battlefield red.

The face-paralyzed young man's eyes were blazing, giving the short and thin old man no chance to breathe.

The Changfeng Sword struck again, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the old man's heart.

The short, thin old man seemed to have expected this.

The body-protecting spiritual light embodied by the "Lamp Spreading Splendid Picture" on the eighth finger is still surrounding him.

He waved his hands rapidly, and several medium and high-grade magic weapons suddenly exploded around the Changfeng Sword.

Suddenly, the sword light, the aftermath of the explosion, and the body-protecting aura were intertwined, forming a chaotic mana storm.

At this critical moment of life and death, the short and thin old man's figure suddenly underwent an astonishing change.

It was as if a large amount of life force had been sucked out of him in an instant.

The whole person became as thin as firewood and sluggish.

Immediately afterwards, he turned into a bloody light.

The speed is so fast that it is not inferior to the monks in the foundation building stage.

In the blink of an eye, he escaped from the crack in the ice wall and fled to the distant sky.

In the middle of this chaos, a long-haired monk at the sixth level of Qi Refining who was originally looked down upon by the young man with facial paralysis appeared.

Although he was seriously injured, he keenly captured this fleeting opportunity.

He gritted his teeth and used a Gangfeng Escape Talisman from the early stage of foundation building.

He also escaped from the broken part of the ice wall and flew in the opposite direction to the short and thin old man.

The facially paralyzed young man's sword light was blocked for a breath.

Seeing the short, thin old man and the long-haired monk running away one after another, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

However, he only glanced at the direction in which the long-haired monk was flying.

With a movement of his body, the sword light pierced the sky like lightning, and he instantly chased in the direction of the short and thin old man.

The long-haired monk secretly rejoiced when he saw this.

He thought he had escaped the pursuit of the facially paralyzed young man.

However, fate always seems to like to play tricks on people.

His escaping light flew directly to Qingchen's location.

Qingchen saw the long-haired monk flying towards him and sighed:

"Little brother, the Bone Flag is in place. Don't worry, you won't suffer any consequences if I catch you."

With quick eyesight and quick hands, he quickly activated the greatest power of the formation - the Cloud and Mist Tracing Formation and the Yellow Sand Formation.

Suddenly, clouds and mist shrouded the sky, and yellow sand filled the sky, covering the area airtightly.

The long-haired monk had just emerged from the tiger's den and entered the wolf's den again, feeling horrified in his heart.

However, Qingchen did not give him any chance to breathe.

The power of the demon seed surged, urging the white bone demon flag in his hand to release the terrifying power of seizing souls.

Qingchen's soul is close to the ninth level of Qi refining, and with the power of the demon flag,

The strength of the long-haired monk's soul at the sixth level of Qi Refining was simply unstoppable.

I saw Qingchen's mother-in-law thunder shadow swords flying together, the sword light was like lightning,

It directly knocked away the high-grade defensive magic weapon of the long-haired monk who was mentally unstable and whose aura was disordered.

With one strike of the sword, blood spattered, and the figure of the long-haired monk suddenly fell weakly.

The White Bone Demon Luo Banner took the opportunity to roll his body into the banner and began to perform sacrifices.

Qingchen already disdained the flesh and blood of the sixth-level Qi Refining monks.

He simply took the long-haired monk's soul, bones and flesh,

All were wrapped up in the White Bone Demon Flag as consumables for sacrifice.

At this time, the young man with facial paralysis was still chasing the short and thin old man from a distance.

Qingchen put away the magic weapon and the long-haired monk's storage bag.

Qingchen did not take it away or open it.

Just put it in the array and wait quietly.

A stick of incense passed quietly.

Suddenly, a sharp sword light escaped from the sky.

Finally, he stopped firmly in front of the formation set up by Qingchen.

The sword light gradually converged, revealing the figure of the person inside - it was the young man with facial paralysis.

His face was still stern, but his eyes revealed,

A trace of imperceptible fatigue.

When Qingchen saw this, he had already expected it.

That short, fat old man seemed to be a 'dead ball'.

Immediately, the cloud and fog formation and the yellow sand formation were withdrawn, and the young man with facial paralysis was brought in.

Qingchen took a few steps forward, performed a standard disciple ceremony, and said respectfully:

"Qingchen, an outer disciple of the Ningxuan Sect, pays homage to the ancient master uncle.

Congratulations to my uncle for becoming a master of foundation building.

The path to the golden elixir can be expected, and it is indeed a role model for our generation. "

When the young man with facial paralysis heard this, a rare smile appeared on his lips.

He opened his mouth and said: "You are the Qingchen, a person from the Seven Kingdoms who is at the first level of Qi refining, that I introduced to you on Juexian Island twelve or thirteen years ago, right?

Yes, to be able to reach the current sixth level of Qi Refining is a big improvement. "

Monks have very good memories, especially a group of mortals at that time.

Qingchen is the only one who has cultivation level.

Senior Brother Gu's name is Gu Jianchun, although he looks cold on the outside.

However, he treated the younger disciples of the sect with great care and had the demeanor of a senior disciple from the inner sect.

Qingchen quickly responded: "Thanks to Uncle Gu for guiding me.

Only Qingchen can be lucky enough to embark on the path of cultivating immortality.

Uncle Gu’s guidance also helped me avoid some detours.

These people dare to rob my Ningxuan Sect people on Dixuan Island.

The disciple has eliminated this person for his uncle.

This is this person's storage bag, please take a look at it. "

Gu Jianchun did not take the storage bag, but glanced at Qingchen and said:

"You did help me a little.

The short and fat Taoist's blood escape technique and many treasures really cost me a lot of effort.

We also have some incestuous feelings.

Just call me Senior Brother Gu.

That storage bag is your trophy, junior brother, so I give it to you.

Although I am a true disciple now.

But you don't need to be too formal in front of me. "

Even so.

But the true disciples actually have.

It is equivalent to the status of deputy hall master or protector of each sect hall.

We cannot treat true disciples simply as disciples.

Because, Ningxuan Sect,

Only did it,

True disciple.

talent,

Be the leader!