Seeking immortality.

Chapter 482 The Battle of Nascent Soul
At this time, Qin Yan is using two things at once. This is a rare opportunity. While borrowing the power of the sky thunder to temper his meridians and bones, he allocates part of his spiritual thoughts to pay attention to every move of the outside world.

Qin Yan saw the conflict between the three Nascent Soul stage old monsters, and for a moment, he couldn't laugh or cry, and his head was like a fight.

treasure?

Qin Yan never thought that one day, he would be regarded as a treasure by others?

And it also attracted several Yuanying ancestors to fight for it.

It really made him wonder whether to laugh or cry.

But trouble is certain.

For a while it doesn't matter who wins or loses.

I'm afraid it won't be easy for me to get away.

Thinking of this, Qin Yan sighed, his face extremely gloomy.

However, the matter has come to this point, and there is no use in being depressed. The most urgent thing is to refine the power of the sky thunder as soon as possible. On the one hand, he can save himself from danger and save himself from danger. strength.

Only when the strength is strong, may there be a chance to escape from the noses of the Nascent Soul monsters. This idea turned in his mind, and Qin Yan stopped paying attention to the outside world.

It's useless to think too much, how to resolve and use the power of the thunder at this moment is the first thing I should consider.

……

Not to mention Qin Yan's situation.

At this moment, the three Yuanying Patriarchs had already made a complete mess.

As time went by, it became more and more intense and dangerous, but none of the three refused to back down.

The Yuanying Patriarch is all well-informed, but such a precious and strange treasure in front of him, let alone seeing it before, has never even heard of it. Its value may be far beyond imagination.

Not to mention anything else, just seeing that he was able to absorb the power of Heavenly Tribulation made the three of them speechless.

Obtaining such treasures may not only enhance their strength, but may also bring about greater changes for them, such as increasing the speed of cultivation and breaking through bottlenecks.

It sounds unbelievable, but these are actually entirely possible.

Even, going one step further, it might be of great help to them in their cultivation to the stage of becoming a god in the future.

Although these are all speculations, from the perspective of the three of them, they think it may not be impossible.

Ten thousand steps back, even if this treasure is not as mysterious as they imagined, but it is extremely precious, there is no need to doubt it at all.

With such a cognition in their hearts, there is no reason for the three of them to give up, good opportunities are rare, and the road to immortality is full of twists and turns, if you want to go further, you have to fight, fight for opportunities, and fight for treasures.

If you don't even have this kind of brave heart, then don't cultivate immortality.

This is true for young monks who have just entered the immortal way, but for them old monsters at the Nascent Soul level, the truth remains the same.

Wealth is in danger!
The three of them all understood that it was not easy to win, but they agreed and tried their best.

boom!
A loud noise reached the ears.

The blue-robed old man let out a scream, and his defense was broken. At the moment of crisis, he barely turned his body to one side. Although he narrowly avoided the vital point, his left shoulder was still hit by a fist-sized ball of light.

That is not an ordinary ball of light, but a tactic used by Yuanying Patriarch to simplify the complexity. The spiritual power contained in it is enough to turn a thousand-foot-high mountain into powder.

It is conceivable how powerful such a huge energy is compressed into a light ball the size of your fist.

The blue-robed old man let out a miserable cry, his left shoulder was already a bloody mess.

His face turned pale, and he quickly took out a healing pill from his bosom, without any hesitation, raised his head, and swallowed it into his stomach.

At the same time, he flipped his wrist, and the pill bottle disappeared, replaced by a magic talisman. With a "snap" sound, he slapped the magic talisman on his shoulder.

Together with the talismans, they are broad and profound, and the talismans made by immortal cultivators are not only used to fight against enemies, or to arrange formations.

At the same time, there are many other wonderful uses.

For example, assisting in cultivation, and even healing.

He slapped this talisman on his shoulder, and the bleeding speed of the wound slowed down a lot. The original serious injury recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The old man in blue robe looked much better.

Just now, he fought the old woman with a unique move, which is why he was injured. Fortunately, the other party was not having a good time. At this time, he was also spitting blood, his face was pale, and he stopped to treat the injury. There is no chance to continue attack?

However, the two of them were not the only ones fighting this time, the soap-robed old man saw the advantage, so he naturally refused to miss such a good opportunity.

A ferocious smile appeared on his face.

Right hand raised.

Point to the front of the treasure he offered.

"disease!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a loud voice piercing through the air, but Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was about ten feet long, was slashing towards him viciously with a flash of inspiration on its surface.

"To add insult to injury."

The blue-robed old man cursed secretly.

But there is also some helplessness. In fact, if he is himself, facing such a situation, he will definitely do this. There has never been a fair duel in the world of cultivating immortals. Unless it is a competition between disciples of the same generation in the immortal sect, of course there must be some rules of.

As for going out to fight for treasures, they will do everything they can. How to win is the most important thing. As for fairness, no one will care.

So although his face was full of anger, there was actually no surprise in his heart, and he was always on guard against this situation.

So even though he secretly called it unlucky, he remained calm, flicked his sleeves and robes, and sacrificed a treasure, like Fang Tian's painted halberd, while he himself withdrew and retreated.

He had just been injured, so of course he would not choose to fight head-on with the opponent.

This idea turned in his mind, and there was absolutely no problem with his response. After all, the Yuanying Patriarch, who has not experienced countless bloody storms, naturally has very rich fighting experience.

However, there is no problem in coping, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Fang Tian painted the halberd, only flew halfway, suddenly changed direction, and swept towards the old woman beside him.

The attack just now was just a feint.

This is his real purpose.

"you……"

The old woman was shocked and angry, she was injured more seriously than the old man in blue robe, she was actually on guard just now, she was glad that the person surnamed Lu didn't attack her.

Unexpectedly, the other party played such a trick.

I was extremely angry in my heart.

This is treating oneself as a soft persimmon.

With a cold snort, a stern look flashed across her face, and she threw the crutch in her hand with a clear drink.

The crutch flashed red, and after flying halfway, it became slightly blurred and turned into a hideous spider the size of an attic.

The two front paws dance.

chi chi chi...

Countless light blades in the size of Zhang Xu suddenly emerged from the air, and slashed fiercely at the old man in the soap robe.

(End of this chapter)