Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1897: A single arrow of revenge, unforgettable
Ji Sang used at least 70% or 80% of his strength in this palm strike, not to mention 100%!
A single arrow of revenge is unforgettable.

Although he had never seen the outside world since he was imprisoned in the Haotian Purgatory Tower, Ji Sang had experienced the opening of the Purgatory Tower several times since he was born, and had never suffered such serious injuries at the hands of a human cultivator.

Moreover, the space inside the Purgatory Tower is vast and broad. As the seal of the Purgatory Tower gradually loosens, most of the restrictions set by the Immortal Emperor in the past have become invalid. Now it has become a world of its own.

After going through countless hardships, resisting one natural disaster after another, and with the blessing of several adventures and opportunities, Ji Sang finally broke through to the ninth level and reached a level of cultivation comparable to that of a wandering immortal.

There have been only a few people from ancient times to the present who have been able to cultivate to such a level in the Haotian Purgatory Tower, but this is the end.

Because the channel to ascend to the upper realm is closed.

In other words, no matter how much he cultivated, all he could see in his life was the top of the Haotian Purgatory Tower. He would never be able to see the outside world until he died, let alone the unreachable fairyland or demon world.

What awaits him is only a natural calamity with increasingly terrifying power.

This heavenly calamity was not a real heavenly calamity, but a trick played by old man Haotian back then. It was far more terrifying than a real heavenly calamity.

What made him even more unwilling was that since he broke through the ninth level, it had become increasingly difficult to improve his cultivation, and it had almost stagnated in recent years.

The Purgatory Tower cannot support the cultivation of one immortal, let alone there are two now. Therefore, if you want to continue, you can only escape!
Ji Sang would never allow anyone to ruin his plan, and as for that man Xiu, he had already broken the other party's concealment method before, and now he was using the same trick again, which was undoubtedly asking for his death.

Ji Sang laughed sarcastically: What a foolish person!
Turning around, the figure that appeared behind him was indeed that person.

As he slapped his palm, his heart skipped a beat.

No, this feeling...

Looking closely, he saw that the man was hit by him and flew out, hitting the sword wall and falling to the ground with a thud.

Its body was broken into two pieces, but what was revealed was not flesh and blood, but instead the cold light of metal and stone.

"puppet!"

Ji Sang's expression changed, and then he heard a light "clang" sound and felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen.

A drop of bright red blood dripped from the tip of the sword.

Ji Sang's face was almost distorted with disbelief and rage.

He turned his wrist, and the black lines on his palm suddenly opened up like a big mouth, attacking behind him!
But when he turned around, what he saw were rustling leaves and gurgling water.

The big mouth with black stripes bit the towering tree in front of it, leaving a corrosive burn mark.

With a loud "crack", the tree trunk, which was so thick that several people could hug together, broke instantly.

Ji Sang flew up, leaped into the air, and watched the giant tree fall down with cold eyes.

After a few breaths, as if time had gone back, the fallen giant tree stood up again and returned to its original state.

"Tao realm? Magical weapon?" Ji Sang sneered, "What ability do you have if you hide your head and show your tail?"

However, the sky was clear and silent.

Ji Sang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he used his spiritual sense to search for it but to no avail, becoming even angrier.

The hole on the chest has not yet healed, and another hole has appeared on the waist.

This time there was no silver light on the wound to prevent it from healing, but for some reason it still bled and was extremely painful.

There must be something wrong with the opponent's sword!

After hastily treating his injuries, Ji Sang let out a long roar toward the sky, and all the anger in his heart turned into flying chains that shot out in all directions.

"get out!"

The boundless blue waters were horribly destroyed, and the greenery quickly turned yellow and withered in the pervasive black fog, being crushed, broken, and uprooted. Then, with a flash of sunlight, everything returned to its original state.

Liu Qinghuan touched his chin: Hmm... the strength of this great demon seems to be lower than he expected.

In front of him, there was a treasure mirror of heaven and earth floating, on which were clearly visible mountains and rivers, stretching for thousands of miles.

At this moment, there was a little man on the scroll, wantonly destroying the surroundings.

But his actions only briefly disturbed some of the lines in the painting, and all his attacks were like a few extra messy ink stains that were quickly erased.

Originally, Liu Qinghuan had been prepared for the other party to escape quickly, but now it seems that this person's strength is far inferior to that of the Demon God Shangyan.

It seemed as if he had just broken through the mortal level and barely reached the realm of a wandering immortal, which was why he was unable to break the defense of the prehistoric treasure, the Mirror of Heaven and Earth.

In this way, some of the methods he had prepared before would not have to be used, and he no longer had to worry about the narrow space in the crack of the sword wall that would limit his ability to move freely.

Thinking of this, Liu Qinghuan looked at the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, leaped up, and jumped into the painting.

Under the vast sky, there is still the forest.

At the edge of the forest, there is a big river with surging water. Suddenly, a person appears on the shore.

The moment he appeared, the giant demon standing in the air immediately noticed him and looked at him with a sinister look.

"Isn't your escape technique very powerful? How come you were still forced out by me?" Ji Sang snorted coldly, but looked at Liu Qinghuan cautiously.

This person's cultivation level is not as high as the one he captured before, but the magical weapons he holds are all extraordinary.

The bow before, the sword later, and the defensive magic weapon that trapped him now, all made him envious.

The Haotian Purgatory Tower is a prison after all. Although many rare treasures have been produced after the seal was loosened, many inheritances are cut off in the tower, such as alchemy and refining.

They wanted magic weapons and elixirs. They could refine low-level ones themselves, but there were almost no top-level ones.

Therefore, every time the tower was opened, everyone in the tower was very happy, because they could finally snatch various magic weapons and elixirs from the monks outside.

He wasn't injured, but he didn't have any healing pills, so he could only rely on self-healing.

And the man on the opposite side, Xiu, relied on a super-class magic weapon to injure him twice!
Ji Sang became even angrier when he saw the blood stains on the sword in the other person's hand.

That's his blood!

The strong murderous intent seemed to turn into substance, covering the whole world. Brightly colored lines slowly appeared on Ji Sang's face, and black mist rose from his body, giving him a terrifying aura.

Countless chains stretched out from all parts of its body, like black snakes swimming and twisting. After seeing Liu Qinghuan, they all turned their pointed heads and pointed towards him.

The two sides faced off across the river, and the situation was on the verge of breaking out.

Liu Qinghuan stood by the river, looking very calm, as if the river water had isolated him from everything on the other side.

He picked up the Xuan-Yuan Sword. This human-grade holy sword was supposed to exorcise demons and be immune to blood, so he just shook it lightly, and the remaining blood fell down the smooth sword body.

It happened to fall on the book of cause and effect, adding a touch of bright red to the white paper.

Liu Qinghuan took out the Qianqiu Samsara Pen.

Ji Sang felt very uneasy instantly!

He did not recognize the other party's magic weapon, but he was very clear that if a cultivator's blood was obtained by others, the other party would be able to use blood as a medium to perform many spells.

The thought was extremely terrifying. Ji Sang didn't dare to think any further. Black mist gushed out of his mouth and his body instantly stretched out. A black-backed insect that looked like a centipede but had a pair of crab claws and a scorpion tail appeared in its place.

"Suffer to death!"