Mortal's Immortal Way of Longevity

Chapter 195 Horrible Flesh (Leader adds 1010, please reward!)
Wang Tiansheng, the master of Ghost Spirit Sect, encountered an assassination attempt.

The plot came from one of his closest people!

That was his nephew, his favorite assistant in the past, the one who helped him with a lot of chores that he didn't want to waste time on.

For such a person, Wang Tiansheng's defense against him is very low.

Therefore, when Wang Yiwu took the storage bag over, he boldly took it with confidence.

He never thought that this might expose himself to risk. He has done this countless times in the past without any problems.

But this time, something unexpected happened.

Wang Tiansheng never expected such a thing to happen.

The first thing he didn't expect was that someone could do something to Wang Yiwu and at the same time hide it from him!
This is too unbelievable. There is something wrong with a foundation-building cultivator. Logically speaking, a Nascent Soul cultivator should be able to find it easily.

However, I didn't find it!
This is so weird!
The second thing he didn't expect was that there was such a strange flame in this world.

This kind of purple flame king Tiansheng has never seen or heard of it.

This kind of flame is too terrifying. The moment he first touched it, it burned along his body with an aura of destroying everything.

Although Wang Tiansheng sensed the badness of the purple flame at the first time, he immediately cut off his arm and cut off the area on his body that was infected by the purple flame.

But it's useless, as long as there is not a little bit of it, the purple flame will immediately spread like a maggot attached to the bone!
He couldn't respond effectively at all, and could only watch helplessly as his body was burned all over by flames.

"what!!!"

A shrill scream came from Wang Tiansheng's mouth, and the light on his celestial spirit cover flashed, and Yuan Ying flew out with a small black flag in his arms.

Looking back at his body that had been burned, Wang Tiansheng's eyes revealed a sinister look.

Who is it?

What kind of person uses such vicious means against himself?
Wang Tiansheng was furious, and was about to raise his head to the sky and scream, but suddenly he saw the raging purple flame rushing towards him.

He was frightened out of his wits, and quickly teleported out of the hall, away from the flames.

"Master!"

"Brother Wang, what's going on?"

"What is this purple flame?"

"Brother Wang, who attacked you?"

There was a sound of exclamation, and dozens of escape lights rushed to this side at the same time, and the two leading ones were two extremely powerful escape lights.

They landed on the mountain where Wang Tiansheng was in the blink of an eye, and the first person was an old man with pale face, white hair and white beard.

The person next to him was even older, with a thin body, white hair hanging down to the soles of his feet, and an aura of decay exuded from all over his body.

It looks like it won't take long to sit down.

The two who arrived first were undoubtedly Nascent Soul cultivators, and the old man with white hair and beard was in the middle Nascent Soul stage.

After this person reached the mountain peak, he quickly stretched out his hand and took the Nascent Soul that Wang Tiansheng had just flown out of. In his hand, a ball of dark devil energy appeared and enveloped it.

Wang Tiansheng was startled at first, and then he was relieved when he saw the face of the old man with white beard.

The strands of dark devilish energy poured into his Nascent Soul, nourishing him and recovering his sluggish look a little.

The white-bearded old man and the old man who was about to sit down saw Wang Tiansheng's current state of horror, and looked shocked. They looked at the burning purple flames in the hall in disbelief.

"What kind of fire is this?"

An alchemy cultivator from the Ghost Spirit Sect who arrived later saw the flame and yelled in surprise.

This person is also a monk of the Wang family, seeing the flames that caused Wang Tiansheng to lose his body, he was very angry.

He couldn't help but snorted coldly, flicked his big sleeve, and a pitch-black bracelet flew out of his hand.

As soon as the bracelet appeared, an astonishing cold burst out, causing the temperature of the entire mountain to drop a lot.

This alchemy cultivator seemed to want to use this bracelet to measure the power of this purple flame.

Seeing this scene, the two Nascent Soul cultivators changed their expressions and did not stop them, but watched the bracelet fly towards the flames coldly.

"Whoosh!"

When the bracelet was close to the flame, a large mass of dark mist had already been emitted, and the mist turned into water droplets, which rained down on the purple flame.

"Zizi!"

The cloudy mist turned into raindrops sprinkled on the purple flame, not only did not extinguish the other party in the slightest, but made the purple flame burn even more vigorously.

In an instant, purple flames soared into the sky, fiercely rushing towards the pitch-black bracelet.

"boom!"

There was a bang, and the moment the purple flame came into contact with the pitch-black bracelet filled with Yin Qi, there was a roar in an instant.

The pitch-black bracelet was blown off in the blink of an eye, engulfed in purple flames.

"How is it possible? I am a magic weapon refined from the yin marrow magic ice!" The alchemy cultivator exclaimed, his face full of disbelief.

And the two Nascent Soul Elders from the Ghost Spirit Sect also shrank their pupils suddenly when they saw the ferocious appearance of the purple flame.

"What kind of flame is this, so fierce? No wonder it burns Junior Brother Wang's body!" The skinny old man said in a deep voice.

His voice was like the pulling of a broken bellows, making people frown upon hearing it.

"Brother Wang, what's going on?" the monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul frowned and asked Wang Tiansheng Nascent Soul in his hand.

"Senior Brother Zhong, I'm ashamed to say that I was plotted against by someone for no reason, just now."

Wang Tiansheng's Nascent Soul narrated what happened just now with a series of ugly expressions.

"When did our Ghost Spirit Sect offend people who practice purple flames?" The old man surnamed Zhong and the skinny old man next to him frowned.

"Who is this? I have counted the Nascent Souls of the major forces in Tiannan, but I can't find anyone who can match the identity!"

Everyone in the Ghost Spirit Sect frowned for a moment, filled with anger and fear at the same time.

Nothing is more feared and hated than this unknown, lurking enemy.

You don't even know who is on the other side, and you don't know when he will make another shot.

This time, he could attack Wang Tiansheng, and next time, he might attack other monks.

Even Wang Tiansheng has become like this, if this person makes a move on the alchemy cultivator, who can guard against it?

In the silence, the atmosphere among the high-ranking monks of Ghost Spirit Sect became a little weird.

There was a look of fear on everyone's face.

Seeing this scene, the heart of the old man surnamed Zhong sank, and his face became extremely ugly.

Now Broken Soul Daoist and Wang Tiangu are not in the Ghost Gate, and the Ghost Gate is understaffed in the Nascent Soul stage, and the opponent chose to attack at this time.
Who is it?What force?
Zhengdao League?Tiandao League?Or, those demon sects that want to replace the ghost gate?

Did the attackers only target Wang Tiansheng alone, or the entire Ghost Sect?
All of this is hidden in the mist, making it difficult for people to see clearly.

The old man surnamed Zhong was in a state of confusion and didn't know what choice he should make for a while.

Should I stay at the Ghost Spirit Gate and not move like a mountain, or should I go out and investigate?
Staying at the Ghost Spirit Gate, of course, can keep the place without any problems, but it also loses the opportunity to obtain enemy intelligence.

If such a terrifying enemy is allowed to hide in the dark and keep attacking, then he will have trouble sleeping and eating.

But if you go out to investigate, it is very likely that it is the enemy's plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain!

"It's only a few tens of miles away, and there is Brother Song sitting here, so there shouldn't be any problems!" The old man surnamed Zhong thought to himself.

He pondered for a while, and immediately said coldly: "The person who attacked the sect leader had a problem in Fangshi. I'll go to Fangshi to have a look now. You guard the sect guard formation and don't let any outsiders in!"

As he spoke, he handed Wang Tiansheng's Yuanying to the old man who seemed to be about to collapse, and said, "Senior Brother Song, the Yuanying who is in charge will be handed over to you for protection first!"

As he said that, he looked at the surrounding people majesticly again, and said coldly: "You immediately find a good body for the head to take over!"

Hearing this, the hearts of the group of alchemy cultivators surrounding them all shivered, feeling a little bitter.

A good body must have good aptitude.

Needless to say, this candidate will be selected from among their disciples, after all, the best qualified people in the entire Ghost Spirit Sect are here.

But in order to be the leader, such a sacrifice is still necessary. These people sighed in their hearts, and then they were ready to step back and look for disciples who were suitable for Wang Tiansheng to take over.

But at this moment, one of the beautiful women suddenly said: "Uncle Zhong, there might be an ambush in that city!"

Looking back at the woman, the old man surnamed Zhong showed surprise on his face, pondered for a while and said:
"Nephew Yan's worries are not unreasonable, but if you want to ambush the old man, you must have that strength!"

With his strength, if he wanted to ambush him, he would need at least three Nascent Soul mid-level monks, or five or six early-stage monks.

Otherwise, he can easily escape.

But if the other party really has this strength, they will kill him directly, so why use this method.

Engaging in a sneak attack itself shows that the attacker is not strong enough, so this method is used.

Moreover, Fangshi is only a few tens of miles away from the ghost gate. Isn't it funny to ambush him at this distance?
As the old man surnamed Zhong said, he flew out and flew towards the square city dozens of miles away.

And the Yuanying monk surnamed Song was holding Wang Tiansheng's Yuanying in his hand, and said to the monk surnamed Wang Jiedan beside him: "Nephew Wang, come and accompany me to escort the Yuanying who is the head of the sect to my house." Dongfu!"

"Yes, Uncle Song!" Brother Jiedan, surnamed Wang, said hastily.

He followed beside the old man surnamed Song Yuanying, and flew towards the distant mountain peak step by step.

Afterwards, those alchemy cultivators dispersed one after another, either to preside over the guardian formation of the Ghost Spirit Sect, or to return to their respective caves, ready to choose a suitable body.

And the beautiful woman surnamed Yan stood on the mountain peak, with a strange look in her eyes, watching the old man surnamed Song and monk Jiedan Wang surnamed leave.

When the old man surnamed Song brought Wang Tiansheng's Nascent Soul to his cave, suddenly, the Nascent Soul between his eyebrows felt a sharp pain, and his eyes went dark.

Then, he felt a huge force attacking him, bombarding him heavily, blasting his body away.

At the same time, Wang Tiansheng's Nascent Soul also came out.

He slammed into a mountain peak fiercely, and the severe pain hit him, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth.

"The physical body is useless!" Such a thought quickly flashed through the mind of the old man surnamed Song.

He was about to collapse, and now that he suffered such a blow, he might not live for long.

A shrill howl sounded!
Wang Tiansheng was absorbing the dark magic energy to nourish his Nascent Soul.

Suddenly, he saw a scorched and skinny figure appearing. With one punch, the old man surnamed Song was blown away.

Wang Tiansheng realized that the situation was not good, and after a shrill whistle, he was about to use the teleportation technique to escape, but saw the skinny man looking at him.

In an instant, he felt a severe pain all over his body, as if two sharp knives were directly cutting on his Nascent Soul.

His eyes went dark, and when he woke up, he saw purple flames rushing towards him.

Wang Tiansheng was so frightened that he flew out of his wits, and quickly threw out the small black flag he was holding in his arms, and was about to teleport immediately.

"boom!"

The purple flame collided with the small black flag, and there was a loud noise in an instant.

The small black flag sprayed thick mist from its whole body, and its momentum was quite terrifying, but it only resisted for about one or two breaths before it was burned directly.

At this moment, Wang Tiansheng had teleported out, and when he was about to start teleporting for the second time, he suddenly felt darkness in front of his eyes again, and a sharp pain all over his body.

When he woke up, he saw that the purple flame had rushed to his Nascent Soul.

"what!!!"

After a shrill cry, Wang Tiansheng's Nascent Soul was directly burned to the ground.

At this time, the old man of the Ghost Spirit Sect Nascent Soul who was blown away with a punch was barely struggling, and got up from a pile of rocks.

At the same time, the alchemy cultivator surnamed Wang had just used his natal magic weapon to attack the person in front of him.

"boom!"

I saw that this man didn't move the magic weapon at all, he rushed up with his body and punched the magic weapon.

A shocking thing happened to all the people in Ghost Spirit Sect who saw this scene. That person smashed that magic weapon with his bare hands.

At the same time, with a flash of his figure, he appeared in front of the alchemy cultivator of Ghost Spirit Gate, and punched again, directly blasting the opponent's shield, and at the same time smashed the opponent's body, flew out backwards, and hit the opponent directly. On a piece of rock, it crashed into a pool of rotten meat.

This scene directly frightened those alchemy cultivators who wanted to fly out to besiege this person.

Don't even dare to move!
Breaking a magic weapon with one punch, what kind of perverted body is this?

Who dares to be an enemy of such a monk?

Outside the Ghost Spirit Gate, there was a sudden loud shout of anger. The old man surnamed Zhong who had just left felt that the situation was not good and was already returning.

Seeing this scene, the tall and thin man with a scorched complexion, sneered, stamped his feet, and turned into a faint golden light, rushing to the sky.

High in the sky, under the control of those alchemy monks, the guardian formation of Ghost Spirit Sect attacked this figure.

A black light curtain appeared, and thousands of dark yin energy turned into giant pythons, attacking this person with great momentum.

At the same time, black chains rose up from the ground, attacking this person.

In the air in all directions, thick black air emerged, and the entire formation was erupting.

Sharp attacks came from all directions, fast and ruthless!

An ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator would not dare to take such an attack, and could only dodge it when he saw it.

Unless there is a defensive treasure, it will not be able to resist such a massive attack.

And this big man with a scorched complexion was not afraid at all, and directly bumped into him, only to see a layer of purple flames emerged from his body, and slammed into the giant pythons fiercely, knocking them apart.

Then, he clapped his hands continuously, and with one slap, he directly scattered a giant python. In the blink of an eye, he rushed past dozens of giant pythons that were heavily blocked.

In just two or three breaths, the person flew to the height of the light curtain and slammed into it fiercely.

The light curtain, which was so strong that the Nascent Soul cultivator could not break through it in a short period of time, was actually directly burned by the purple flame to create a gap, allowing this person to fly out.

"what?"

The old man surnamed Zhong flew over, looking at the scene in front of him in horror.

The Ghost Spirit Sect has been standing for a long time, and the sect protection formation has never been a simple thing.

Even a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul cannot easily break through this light curtain.

With the power of the Great Formation of Ghost Spirit Sect, as long as this person is blocked, and with two Nascent Soul cultivators to restrain him, dozens of alchemy cultivators attack together to launch the formation. in the law.

But now, the other party was actually able to escape so easily.

The old man surnamed Zhong just wanted to chase after him, but when he thought of the supernatural power shown by the other party just now, his back felt cold, and his steps stopped abruptly.

He immediately returned to the formation, quickly rushed to the old man surnamed Song, and said in a deep voice: "Senior brother Song, who is this, have you ever recognized him?"

The old man surnamed Song shook his head bitterly, and said: "This person has extraordinary methods, his mind is amazingly powerful, he is good at attacking with mind sense, and at the same time his physical body is also amazingly strong. He broke my shield with one punch and destroyed me Lost my body!"

"Senior Brother Song?!" Hearing this, the old man surnamed Zhong had a look of sadness on his face.

"No need to be like this. I don't have much time left. I planned to blew myself up and left this person just now, but I didn't expect him to be so cunning and just ran away!" The old man surnamed Song said helplessly.

His body was broken, leaning against a rock, he could only breathe.

"Ugh!"

When the old man surnamed Zhong heard this, he sighed heavily. In just one day, the Ghost Spirit Sect first lost its sect master, and at the same time had to sit down another Nascent Soul.

With such a loss, the strength of Ghost Spirit Sect will be greatly reduced, and there will definitely be troublesome things in the future!
"Who is this? When did our Ghost Sect offend such a difficult person?" The old man surnamed Zhong said with an extremely ugly face.

"I've never seen this person's appearance before. Judging by his strength, he doesn't look like a monk who has just become a Nascent Soul. I think this person came here in disguise!" said the old man surnamed Song.

"What kind of disguise technique can still hide from our eyes?" The old man surnamed Zhong said with a frown.

There are very few disguises in this world that can hide from the eyes of Nascent Soul cultivators. They can see through ordinary disguises at a glance.

"The world is so big, there are many wonders, there are many secret techniques that can change the appearance, but this person's physical strength is really extraordinary, and he is good at that kind of purple flame. I have tried all over the world, but I can't think of it How can there be such a person!" said the old man surnamed Song.

"In this way, most of them are not from Tiannan, otherwise you and I should know each other!"

"After thinking about it, only people on the Mulan Grassland can have this kind of weird secret technique!"

"It's just, why did the Mulan people come to Tiannan to attack our ghost gate?" the old man surnamed Zhong asked in confusion.

Although under the persecution of the Nine Nations League, Mo Dao also helped the Nine Nations League to fight against the Mulan people.

But no matter how you look at it, the grievances between Ghost Spirit Sect and the Mulan people cannot be compared with the Nine Nations League.

Even if the Mulan people want to take revenge, they should seek revenge from the monks of the Nine Nations League.

He ran all the way to the core of Tiannan to find Liang Zi from the Ghost Sect, but he couldn't justify it.

"From my point of view, this person should come here to avenge himself, not like he has a grudge against the entire Ghost Spirit Sect!"

"Presumably, the Wang family has offended someone who shouldn't be offended, so they have suffered such a catastrophe!" The old man surnamed Song said in a weak voice.

"In this way, wouldn't fellow Taoists Tiangu who are outside be in danger?" the old man surnamed Zhong said with a change of expression.

"Right now, the power inside the sect is empty, and they are in troubled times. They must be called back!" said the old man surnamed Song.

The old man surnamed Zhong looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, and suddenly saw the woman who was still standing on the mountain in charge.

A look of surprise flashed in her eyes, this woman didn't escape after seeing the dangerous battle just now?
I saw her complexion was pale, and there was a bit of horror in her eyes, but she was holding a magic weapon tightly in her hand, as if she was ready to strike at any time.

Thinking that this person, as a cultivator of Tianlinggen, might be the pillar of the Ghost Sect, the old man surnamed Zhong couldn't help but pay more attention to it.

With such courage, it is worth cultivating, maybe she is a Nascent Soul cultivator under the Ghost Spirit Sect!
"Nephew Yan, send Elder Song back to the cave to rest!" the old man surnamed Zhong said to the beautiful woman.

The woman was taken aback when she heard the words, and immediately saluted and said: "Ru Yan knows!"

As he spoke, he flew over and helped the old man whose body was already broken back to the cave.

"Perhaps we have to call Brother Yun back, otherwise the Ghost Spirit Sect will lose two Nascent Soul Elders in a short period of time, and it will be very difficult to keep things under control in the future!" the old man surnamed Zhong thought to himself.

Thinking of the means of the enemy that appeared today, he shuddered a little.

He still couldn't figure out how the other party hid in the dark without being discovered by them.

Looking back at the mountain in charge, the purple flame burning there has disappeared.

This made the old man surnamed Zhong, who wanted to study the purple flame carefully, feel a little regretful.

"The appearance of such a character, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse. I am afraid that the monks in the middle stage of Yuanying are not this person's opponent. Only the great monks in the later stage can restrain him!" melancholy.

(End of this chapter)