The Terrifying Path of Immortal Cultivation

Li Qing realized the power of military spells.

Originally, he thought he could use the Blood Burning Flame to continuously spread the accumulated effect, thereby annihilating the cavalry in one fell swoop.

But the opponent's spell broke his own, making him deeply feel the subtlety of military spells.

"In this world, spells are ever-changing and mutually reinforcing and restraining. I only have one spell, which is a real disadvantage."

At this point, he dared not act rashly, as the Ghost-Faced Daoist kept staring at him.

He had just been lucky to dodge the opponent's attack, but the next one might be predicted.

One mistake and he would be finished; he didn't want to joke with his own life.

"Let's wait and see."

Li Qing didn't want to fight desperately. After finally coming to this world and encountering the path of cultivation, even though it was a world of Immortal Cultivation that countered his abilities, he still wanted to see what the view from the top would be like.

Time passed second by second.

The battle became more intense, 50 zhang away at a street intersection.

There, a true disciple of the Blood Demon Cult was locked in a difficult battle with the magistrate Fang Qingyu.

They were using various different methods, and only red, blue, and white lights could be seen constantly exploding and colliding.

Wang Jie and Huang Tairen were also evenly matched, both using close combat techniques with few long-range spells.

Even so, they turned the area within ten zhang into ruins.

In the sky of the cavalry, the radiance of spells and Law Weapons intertwined, creating a fierce battle.

The cavalry below occasionally shot arrows, disturbing Fang Lao and Huang Lao.

The shouts of killing seemed to come from all directions in the city, creating chaos.

Li Qing felt a hint of urgency in his heart, "Continuing like this, it's hard to say what the outcome will be."

"If the officials lose, my efforts will be in vain."

Thinking of this, Li Qing's face darkened, and he made a decision with gritted teeth.

He quietly moved forward in the shadows and soon arrived not far from Wang Jie.

Countless black and red lines permeated from Wang Jie's back, connecting to the cavalry behind him.

This seemed to be a crucial point, about 20 zhang away from the Ghost-Faced Daoist.

Even if the opponent wanted to do something, he had enough time to escape.

"Well, let's give it a try."

"If successful, stay; if not, retreat immediately. Life is precious."

"Medicine can be found again."

With a decision in mind, Li Qing quietly took out the Thunderfire Bead.

Taking a deep breath, he instantly threw the Thunderfire Bead.

The target was the front row of the cavalry.

As he threw the Thunderfire Bead, he flashed away from his position.

A ghostly figure suddenly appeared in his previous position, and a huge mouth bit down, but it bit into thin air.

Boom!

A huge and terrifying explosion suddenly sounded.

A blaze of thunder and fire directly swept over the front row of the cavalry.

An area of one zhang was engulfed by thunder and fire, flesh and blood exploded, and a huge air shockwave cleared an area of two zhang in radius.

Wang Jie, who was fighting fiercely with Huang Tairen, immediately felt his Essence Qi become unstable, and his entire Essence Qi armor dimmed instantly.

"Not good," Wang Jie's face changed drastically.

A surging shockwave came from behind, and he couldn't retreat at all.

At the same time, Huang Tairen seized the opportunity and shouted, "Armor-Piercing Divine Spear!"

The long spear in his hand burst into a bloody red light, like a dragon spewing out, instantly increasing its power several times.

Wang Jie's pupils contracted, and he tried to dodge to the side, but the red dragon directly hit half of his body.

"Ah!"

A piercing scream, his half body was torn apart, and countless blood gushed out.

The Essence Qi armor on his body also disappeared in an instant, and Wang Jie, pale-faced, fell to the ground.

His entire right side had disappeared, and his internal organs were scattered on the ground.

He knew he was doomed and a wry smile appeared on his face.

"Hehe!"

He made a strange smile, then completely lost his breath.

His eyes looked blankly at the sky, full of helplessness.

"Failed!" A final thought flashed through Wang Jie's mind.

...

With one blow, Wang Jie was killed, and Huang Tairen was like a tiger among sheep, bursting with a fierce red light, and the long spear pierced through the cavalry.

He was like an ancient savage dragon, wherever he went, countless soldiers and mounts were crushed into a bloody mess.

Countless cavalry let out fearful cries, but they were as fragile as paper in the face of Huang Tairen.

Li Qing, watching the scene before him, shook his head slightly.

"The lives in this world are just too fragile."

The Blood Spirit Prince in the distance noticed the drastic changes here and his face turned serious.

He turned and left without hesitation.

Fang Qingyu let out a long roar, "Blood Spirit Prince, why run? Since you're here, stay."

The Blood Spirit Prince sneered, and a blood shadow pounced out, intercepting Fang Qingyu directly.

Facing the pouncing blood shadow, Fang Qingyu felt a hint of danger and didn't dare to chase recklessly.

A green jade ruler fell from above his head, carrying a splendid radiance, and smashed onto the blood shadow.

But the blood shadow exploded into countless fragments, then instantly reformed, seemingly undamaged.

Fang Qingyu's face turned cold, "Indestructible Blood Shadow, really hard to deal with."

In the next moment, he cast a pure white flame with a spell - Grand Qi Fire, a fire spell that countered all evil and demonic beings.

The blood shadow was instantly enveloped by the flames, but it wriggled within the flames, and the blood light on its body was gradually dissipating, but it would take a long time.

At this point, Huang Tairen had already rushed to Fang Qingyu's side, not stopping for a moment, and directly chased after the Blood Spirit Prince.

Fang Qingyu didn't try to stop him, but instead focused on eliminating the blood shadow.

This thing was extremely dangerous, similar to an External Incarnation.

Once released, it would rampage wildly, destroying all life around it.

It would naturally dissipate only when its time was up.

It was a spell that the Blood Demon Cult liked to use when escaping, and a Daoist like Fang Qingyu couldn't tolerate such a blood shadow spreading. Usually, he had to eliminate the blood shadow before pursuing again.

At this time, Li Qing was preparing to help Fang Lao and Huang Lao, but the Ghost-Faced Daoist seemed to sense that things were not going well and suddenly turned into a ghostly shadow, disappearing in a flash.

Seeing this scene, Li Qing also did not appear again, but waited quietly.

He stood silently on the rooftop, looking at the entire Jade City.

Many places were on fire, and the sounds of screams and shouts filled the air.

Feeling slightly heavy-hearted, he murmured softly, "It's really tragic."

He flashed to the places that were on fire.

The Blood Burning Flame flashed, and the red flames swept over the fires, quickly replacing them.

Finally, the fires were extinguished, and the west side was safe.

He saw ordinary people on the main street with numb and desperate faces.

Countless eerie black qi emanated from their bodies, merging into the sky.

"What is that?"