Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence

The tenth level of the shrine.

After Sansha Daoist and Zhang Yao successfully reunited, the situation took a huge turn, and the trend of strength and weakness was reversed.

At this moment, in the vast white mist, Patriarch Wanchuan, Fairy Xiaguang and Fairy Feiying are getting together to discuss the next action strategy.

"I didn't expect that we were all played by those three evil Taoists..."

"If I knew it earlier, I should have killed him earlier, and I wouldn't have fallen into the current passive situation."

Patriarch Wanchuan's complexion was very ugly, and he said in a low tone:

"The area of ​​the tenth level will be closed as time goes by until there is only one foot left."

"Estimate based on the current situation..."

After he pondered for a while, his expression became much more serious:

"We must kill Man Tiansheng within half an hour, and then have a decisive battle with Qingxu and Sansha."

"Otherwise, once the time is dragged on for too long, the three of them may meet in one place, and we will completely lose hope of a comeback!"

"Wan Chuan, I understand what you mean."

Fairy Xiaguang hesitated and said:

"But the problem is... that man is born as a body-refining cultivator, with rough skin and thick flesh. It is very difficult to kill him within half an hour."

"Besides, it's not that I'm underestimating myself. Patriarch Qingxu's magical powers are astonishing, and Taoist Sansha holds a spirit treasure that can disperse the fog. With the combination of these two, I'm afraid our chances of winning are not high!"

"I know."

Patriarch Wan Chuan nodded slightly before speaking:

"So, we have to prepare with both hands."

"First, we must divide the relationship between the two as much as possible, at least so that when Qingxu and Sansha join forces, they cannot cooperate with each other tacitly."

"Second, we must be mentally prepared for the failure of the attempt, at least at the critical moment, we must give up everything and run for our lives."

Fairy Xiaguang and Fairy Feiying nodded silently when they heard the words.

…………

In the white mist.

Man Tiansheng held a long golden metal stick, his expression was full of vigilance, and he explored cautiously.

"Several Golden Core cultivators have died, I'm afraid they will find me soon..."

His expression was gloomy and cold, his whole body's magic power matched his breathing and breath, his muscles and muscles were like a bowstring stretched tight, and like a lurking tiger, ready to attack anytime.

He wandered around in this fog for a long time without being able to meet anyone, which made his vigilance even higher.

In silence:

A blue, a red, and a pale golden brilliance suddenly shot out from the white mist.

"What?"

Man Tiantian's complexion changed drastically, but it was already too late to react!

The vast mist covered all his senses, and when he noticed the traces of supernatural powers, the three rays of light were less than three feet away from his head!

"Buzz!"

At the last moment, Man Tiansheng only had time to instinctively use his profound arts to protect his own vitals, when he was hit head-on by three beams of brilliance.

For a moment, his head buzzed, his body shook, and he almost fell to the ground.

He used his indestructible body to resist the divine channel technique of the spirit and soul, but the negative effects brought about by it still made him feel dizzy.

In the final analysis, his spirit is still too weak. If he didn't have the protection of his body, he would probably have collapsed and died by now.

"Boom!" "Boom!"...

Ancestor Wan Chuan and the others who were hidden in the mist seized this opportunity to crazily activate magic weapons and control magical powers to besiege.

In a short breath:

Man Tiantian received more than a dozen ruthless blows, and even the body that can shake the magic weapon with force, there were small wounds one after another.

Patriarch Wan Chuan and the others bombarded Man with magical channeling techniques and magic weapons one after another, and all their moves were aimed at Man's natural vital points, almost blinding one of his eyes.

"Damn it!"

Man Tian violently shook his head, finally got rid of the dizziness, and immediately roared and punched Fairy Feiying's magic weapon away.

"Shua!"

Patriarch Wanchuan and the others were extremely vigilant, and immediately retreated and hid again in the vast white mist, not giving Man Tiansheng any chance to fight back.

"Bastard! Come out and fight me!!"

Man Tiansheng was furious in his heart, and while cursing repeatedly, his eyes quickly swept to the surrounding fog.

He didn't expect to have three opponents; but he thought that if he fought head-on, he would not be afraid of one against three. This is the confidence of a high-level body training monk.

But in this mist:

He became deaf and blind, so he could only blindly be beaten passively. No matter how tyrannical his body was, he would eventually be unable to bear it. This made him feel uneasy.

For example, in the surprise attack just now, if his senses were not deceived and he had some countermeasures, he would not have ended up in such a mess.

"These damn demon cultivators...they took advantage of the loopholes in the palace formation, and they have too much advantage!"

"I can't sit still!"

Man Tiansheng gritted his teeth suddenly, waved the golden stick in his hand, and rushed out.

"boom……"

He swung the long metal stick in his hand like a windmill, slashing across the phantoms, stirring up the surrounding fog, but it still couldn't dissolve the thick fog.

Man Tiantian walks with the stick, integrates offense and defense, protects himself tightly, and is extremely calm in his heart:

"The patriarch Qingxu is far stronger than me, so he must still be alive; Taoist Sansha is holding a spirit treasure, and he hasn't heard his dying screams before, so there is a high probability that he is still alive."

"I have to join one of these two people, so that I can survive..."

The plan in his heart was very good, but it was a pity that Patriarch Wan Chuan and the others obviously would not give him this chance.

The two sides chased and fled, and a cruel hunt against time took place in this vast mist.

…………

Within the thick fog.

A piece of pure land of ten feet moved with the movement of the flame, causing the surrounding fog to change constantly.

The Sansha Taoist held up the Delusion-Breaking Heart Lamp and walked side by side with Zhang Yao. While maintaining vigilance, he tried his best to explore the space of the tenth level.

"Half an hour has passed..."

Zhang Yao frowned slightly, and said:

"Fellow Daoist Sansha, Man Tiansheng is afraid that the current situation is very bad, and he may follow in the footsteps of other fellow Daoists at any time."

"Yeah, we took too long."

Taoist Sansha sighed and said:

"It's a pity that he didn't know that I had a heart-breaking lamp in my hand. He must have been wandering around before, trying to meet us."

"If he stayed where he was, we should have met long ago; but he is also moving around, which is not conducive to our reunion..."

Zhang Yao nodded slightly, glanced around, and said:

"The area of ​​the tenth level has shrunk and become more and more obvious."

"From our exploration along the way, there are more and more overlapping areas, and the movable area of ​​the entire tenth level is probably less than a thousand feet."

If the area of ​​thousands of feet is in the normal outside world, it is only the distance between the fingers of Jindan monks.

But in the special environment of the tenth level, if Patriarch Wanchuan and the others wanted to avoid them, it would be very difficult to catch them.

"No!!"

Suddenly, a roar full of resentment and unwillingness came from not far away.

"not good!"

Zhang Yao and the Taoist Sansha beside him changed their expressions at the same time.

They all recognized that this was Man's natural voice, which meant that he had already met the murderous hands of the ancestor Wan Chuan and others!

"Walk!"

The two looked at each other and rushed towards the source of the sound without saying a word.

The white mist will distort the source of the sound in a short distance, but the scream was obviously cast by the ancestor Wan Chuan and others, which is tantamount to a signal for war!

Just a few breaths later:

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Zhang Yao and Sansha Daoist's light came down, and they saw a messy battlefield.

The ground was potholed and seemed to be slowly repairing after heavy fighting.

And Man Tiansheng's corpse fell in the corner of the battlefield, his head was cut off, his eyes were round and full of unwillingness, his body was torn apart, but there was not much blood.

"It's really cruel..."

Zhang Yao's eyes swept away, and his face was a little gloomy.

Man Tiantian's body was covered with innumerable wounds, large and small, clearly worn to death by endless raids.

The body of a high-level body-refining cultivator has long been different from that of an ordinary cultivator, not even having much flesh and blood tissue, so his death is not difficult to understand.

"His weapons and storage bags should be in this place, and they were picked up."

Taoist Sansha observed the battlefield and made a certain judgment:

"They must not have gone far, and they may even... be hiding nearby."

While speaking, he held the broken heart lamp in his hand, and approached Zhang Yao a few steps calmly.

"Come out."

Zhang Yao stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze swept across the surrounding mist coldly, and said lightly:

"The area of ​​the tenth level will continue to shrink. This battle is inevitable."

"Come out now, and you will suffer less."

His voice just fell:

"Hahaha……"

The laughter of Patriarch Wanchuan came from all directions:

"The tenth pass of Beppu is called 'Leaping Dragon Gate'. Just like thousands of golden scales vying to cross, only one person can become a real dragon in the end."

"There are still five monks right now, but in the end, only one can survive to the end, become the final winner, and obtain the treasure of this Befu."

Fairy Xiaguang's voice emerged, with a hint of softness:

"Fellow Daoist Sansha, do you really want to seek skin from a tiger?"

"After we've been dealt with, then you'll be the next one. You're definitely not the opponent of this Patriarch Qingxu..."

"No need to provoke dissension."

Taoist Sansha didn't raise his eyebrows, and said in a flat tone:

"I don't believe it. If only one can survive the tenth level, then you can still cooperate with integrity until now? I'm afraid there will be internal strife long ago!"

"If you listen to your one-sided words and turn against your allies, then I will live five hundred years in vain."

"hey-hey……"

Ancestor Wan Chuan's laughter came:

"We can't break the rules, but we can just leave through the back door."

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, you will soon know whether my words are true or not..."

The voice just fell:

"Buzz!"

A strange wave swept across the entire tenth level in an instant, causing the white mist to roll continuously.

The monitoring array inside the shrine seemed to be reactivated, and a mysterious message flooded into the hearts of Zhang Yao and Taoist Sansha at the right time:

Leap over the Dragon Gate, fight to the last person, and you will be rewarded with treasures.

Current number of survivors: two

"..."

Zhang Yao and Taoist Sansha involuntarily looked at each other.

The field became extremely quiet.