Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

The Golden Law King, like a shooting star chasing the moon, swiftly caught up with the Saint Core realm disciple. Another long saber flew from his hand, directly cleaving at the man's white-haired head. This man waved a long banner in his hand, demonic energy surged, and he disappeared without a trace.

"Such petty tricks, daring to play them in front of me, Old Jin!" The Golden Law King sneered, the long saber in his hand flashing with black light, instantly unleashing countless strikes.

With a "tearing" sound, like a sharp blade cutting through parchment, the air in front, ten yards away, cracked like a mirror, revealing the demon cultivator's body. Half a breath later, his head separated from his body, and then his body split into more than a dozen pieces, falling down.

"Old fool!" The White Law King roared in anger upon seeing this, abandoning his opponent, the somewhat absent-minded Chang Guangming, leaping up and wielding the halberd in his hand, directly attacking the Golden Law King above.

The Golden Law King shouted loudly: "Well done! I, Old Jin, was just looking for you!" He wielded the long saber, using both strength and mana. The long saber was like a black flame, smashing down from above towards the White Law King rushing up.

The White Law King, not willing to be outdone, lightly shook the ten-foot-long halberd, and black flames rose from the double blades. He also used the most terrifying demonic fire, colliding with the Golden Law King's long saber.

The two had the same realm, similar strength, similar techniques, and similar experience. Without testing each other, they immediately unleashed their ultimate skills and fierce moves upon engaging in battle, and the fight immediately became intense.

At this time, protected by the Golden Law King, Zhang Yuanjing had roughly refined the three-foot Azure Plant, and then pushed it into his esophagus with a ball of mana, sending it into the Candle Dragon's belly. Next, he only needed to wait for it to digest and absorb it on its own to see results.

He immediately transmitted a message to Zhang Xuan, telling her to firmly occupy the Candle Dragon's sea of consciousness, merge with it, and maintain the sea of consciousness. As long as the sea of consciousness still existed, there would be loopholes in that mysterious enemy's control over the Candle Dragon's body.

He took the time to glance at the black water pool below. The black and yellow water gushing out of it was surging like a tide. At the same time, a large amount of black and yellow water sank again, returning to the Nine Yin Abyss.

He shook his head, first looking at the battle between the Golden Law King and the White Law King nearby. Seeing that the two were evenly matched and neither could do anything to the other for a while, he turned his attention to the battle between the Fire Crow Taoist and the black-faced man in the center of the cave, and couldn't help but be shocked.

The Fire Crow Taoist was already at a disadvantage. His condition seemed rather strange, as if he couldn't quite pinpoint the black-faced man's position, and his responses were always a beat slow.

"Law King, I'll go help Fire Envoy!"

Zhang Yuanjing said hastily, taking a step forward and flying forward rapidly.

"Go ahead, Old Jin doesn't need help. Just watch how Old Jin single-handedly chops up this old shady fellow!" The Golden Law King shouted in a rough voice.

Across a distance of more than ten yards, Zhang Yuanjing pointed with his Heavy Earth Art Sword, and used the Earth Prison technique. Yellow earth walls rose from the ground on all sides, trapping the black-faced man who was trying to attack the Fire Crow Taoist from behind.

Just as the black-faced man was about to rush out from above, a wall of earth energy pressed down, forcing him back into the cage.

Zhang Yuanjing changed the hand seals, and the five earth walls tightened, about to squeeze the black-faced man in the earth prison into minced meat.

However, the next moment, to Zhang Yuanjing's great surprise, when the earth walls closed, the black-faced man passed through them like a phantom, without being hurt at all.

"Yuanjing, be careful. This is a monk from Mount Potalaka. It is rumored that these people are proficient in the Way of Mental Power and are good at stripping the six senses. This old Taoist thought it was just empty talk, but after meeting him today, he is much stronger than rumored!" The Fire Crow Taoist took the opportunity to retreat a few yards, forming a corner with Zhang Yuanjing.

"Monk? Mental Power? Six Senses?" Zhang Yuanjing was stunned, and asked in confusion, "What kind of sect's technique is this?"

The Fire Crow Taoist couldn't explain it clearly for a while, and simply said: "It's about stripping away the six senses such as sight, hearing, and taste. It's very strange and should not be underestimated!"

The black-faced man glanced at the Candle Dragon above, a hint of disappointment appearing in his eyes. However, he didn't hesitate any further, raising his hand and delivering a palm strike, empty and ethereal, neither like the fighting style of a Taoist cultivator, nor like that of a demon cultivator, and not even as agile as someone from the secular martial world.

Having been reminded by the Fire Crow Taoist, Zhang Yuanjing didn't dare to be careless. He first used the Earth Defense technique, using earth walls for defense, and then rotated the Heavy Earth Art Sword, using another move, Flying Stones, and dozens of stones, each a yard in size, immediately fell from the dim sky.

However, the black-faced man once again used that strange ability, ignoring the boulders and ignoring the earth walls. A somewhat blackened palm penetrated through, pressing down from a distance of several yards. Zhang Yuanjing subconsciously took a few steps back, but still felt something was wrong. A sweep of his divine sense revealed that he had lost his sense of touch!

The sword in his hand was as if it didn't exist; the clothes on his body were as if they didn't exist; the surrounding air was as if it didn't exist... If it weren't for the availability of his divine sense, he wouldn't even be able to stand on the ground.

An extremely strange technique! Could this be the so-called mental power!

Zhang Yuanjing wielded the Heavy Earth Art Sword and continued to use Flying Stones. He didn't believe that the black-faced man could always be like air, ignoring any attacks.

The Fire Crow Taoist also launched an attack, and the Xuan Iron Gourd continuously spat out three ten-foot-long fire crows, surrounding the black-faced man.

"Yuanjing, I have been stripped of my sight and cannot see this person. My divine sense is also disturbed by a certain magic treasure on this person, and I cannot accurately sense his location. Try to use precise attack methods as much as possible!" The Fire Crow Taoist's eyes shook left and right, transmitting his voice.

Zhang Yuanjing's heart skipped a beat. Only then did he understand why the Fire Crow Taoist, who was at the Great Perfection of Core Formation, was so struggling against a cultivator whose strength seemed to be at most equal to his.

The black-faced man did not use the same method as before to ignore this wave of attacks from Zhang Yuanjing and the Fire Crow Taoist, but instead took out a yellow kasaya, commonly seen in secular Buddhist sects, and suspended it above his head.

This kasaya vibrated on its own without wind, like an inflated leather bag, bulging up and blocking and deflecting all the dozens of large stones above.

As for the pecking attacks of the three fire crows, he used a wind-like movement technique, shifting and changing positions in an irregular manner within an area of ​​ten yards, avoiding them all.

Perhaps he was a little impatient, this black-faced man suddenly took out a golden convenient shovel and threw it violently at a fire crow. It drew a golden light in the gray air, cutting off the fire crow's head like a flying knife. This fire crow lost control and fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the black-faced man pointed his finger and chanted words, controlling the convenient shovel to jump several times in succession, smashing the other two fire crows to pieces, and then heading straight for the top of Zhang Yuanjing's head.

This is somewhat like the fighting style of a Taoist cultivator! Zhang Yuanjing wielded the Heavy Earth Art Sword, using an Earth Defense to defend against the top, but considering that this person had the ability to penetrate stone walls silently, he did not dare to make consecutive moves, but instead retreated a few yards to ensure his safety.

The Fire Crow Taoist captured the approximate location of the black-faced man, and slammed the big gourd, and hundreds of small fire crows about a foot long poured out of the gourd mouth, surrounding the man.

The black-faced man seemed quite afraid of this, while rotating the yellow kasaya above his head to protect his head, he controlled the convenient shovel to quickly chop at the small fire crows.

Zhang Yuanjing waved his magic sword and used Sandstorm, creating rolling yellow sand and strong storms in the area of ​​more than ten yards around the black-faced man.

The three were in the midst of a fierce battle, and the Candle Dragon above the black water pool suddenly shook its head and wagged its tail, and then raised its head and let out a long roar of "Máng", shaking the entire chaotic cave!