Mortal's Immortal Way of Longevity

"Ah!!! Xuantian Treasure!" The Black Owl King yelled in horror after sensing the terrifying destructive force.

Apart from the Xuantian Treasure, what else can emit the fluctuation of that law?
Looking at the emerald green blade in the opponent's hand, he immediately understood what it was.

Some time ago, the Xuantian Spirit Slaying Sword, ranked third, suddenly appeared on the Chaos Spirit List. After the appearance of this Xuantian treasure, monks of all races performed divination one after another.

As a result, neither the small clan nor the big clan could divine the whereabouts of this treasure, so they came to a conclusion:
It is very likely that this Xuantian treasure was taken away by a true spirit as soon as it appeared.

But unexpectedly, he, the Black Owl King, actually saw this treasure here today!

This is the treasure that ranks third on the list of all spirits of chaos. How can He De, the Black Owl King, compete with this level of Xuantian Treasure?

Human race, you are hiding too deeply!

At this moment, deep fear emerged in the heart of the Black Owl King. He originally thought that the Yasha tribe was hiding their strength and biding their time, secretly planning to annex the surrounding tribes.

Unexpectedly, the human race was even more ambitious, and even secretly grasped a Xuantian treasure. Is this to attack the status of the great clan?
No, you must escape!
The Black Owl King gave Ye Changsheng a venomous look, and immediately flicked his fingers, a cloud of black air enveloped his wound, preventing the power of the destructive law from spreading further.

At the same time, he immediately turned around, turning into a cloud of black wind and about to flee into the distance.

The direction of his escape is Tianyuan City, where there are people and Mahayanas of various races.

As long as you find a helper, you won't be afraid of this human monk.

No matter how strong he is, it is impossible for him to compete with many Mahayana monks at the same time.

It's just that the Black Owl King was able to escape from Han Li in the original book, but now, it's not so easy to escape from Ye Changsheng's hands.

Now that he has seen the Xuantian Spirit Slaying Sword, Ye Changsheng must silence him.

Otherwise, he has not yet advanced into Mahayana, and the risk brought to him by this Xuantian treasure is too great.

All the surrounding clans must unite to kill him, Yasha clan, Shadow clan, Wood clan, Spirit clan, there are so many Mahayanas, Ye Changsheng can't deal with it, he is not as good as the true spirit after all.

With a flutter of wings behind his back, Ye Changsheng's figure flickered, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, a spatial fluctuation spread in the void in front of the Black Owl King, and a hand appeared out of thin air, holding the emerald green sword and slashing at him.

The green light was shining brightly, like a round of green sun, with the power to destroy the world, it condensed into a sword blade, and slashed down without hesitation.

The Black Owl King desperately fanned the fan in his hand, and countless seven-colored flames rushed towards him, but the sky-filled flames were vulnerable to the emerald green sword light.

It was like destroying the dead, the sword light appeared in front of him, and the destructive power immediately blew the body below the abdomen of the Black Owl King to pieces.

Before the Black Owl King had time to react, Ye Changsheng appeared directly in front of his eyes after a flash of silver light the next moment, a palm shining with light blue starlight grabbed the Black Owl King's neck fiercely.

The Yaksha tribe has always been known for their physical strength. After the Black Owl King advanced to Mahayana, he tempered his physical body to a level comparable to a spiritual treasure.

But now, his huge physical strength has no ability to resist in front of this palm, and his strength is far inferior to the opponent.

"He turned out to be a practitioner of both law and body!"

Such a thought just flashed in the Black Owl King's mind. When he raised his hand, the sword fell, and his body was split in half by force.

The power of destruction spread, and the Nascent Soul in the body snapped off inch by inch in the blink of an eye, turning into a piece of calamity light and dissipating between heaven and earth.

It's dead clean!
"Why? Why can he activate the Xuantian Treasure?"

This was a question in the mind of the Black Owl King before his death.

Treasures at the level of the Xuantian Treasure are not Mahayana monks, and they cannot be activated at all. It consumes too much mana.

You know, the Xuantian Treasure is called a fairy weapon in the fairy world.

Immortal Artifact, Immortal Artifact, that is, the Magic Artifact used by Immortals!

Treasures of this level are prepared for true immortals, and only true immortals can fully exert their power. Mahayana monks feel a bit like children dancing with sledgehammers when using them.

In fact, the general Mahayana can barely activate the Xuantian Treasure. If you want to truly exert its power, you can only do it if the magic power is about to catch up with the true immortal.

But Ye Changsheng, a body-fit cultivator, activated this treasure, and he activated its power more than once.

This is really an incredible thing, which means that the mana in his body is even more than the general Mahayana.

Of course, in order to kill the Black Owl King as soon as possible, Ye Changsheng, who used the Xuantian Treasure, was also uncomfortable.

At this moment, his face was pale, and his aura weakened a lot.

Obviously, even with his mighty mana, he couldn't support the consumption caused by activating the Xuantian Treasure many times.

After all, he is not a Mahayana monk yet!

The battle ended in a short time, the surroundings were silent, life was extinct, the breeze in the wilderness blew up, rolled up the dust on the dry land, brushed Ye Changsheng's sleeves, and also the hair of Mu Lan's holy bird .

The strong man of the monster clan was already dumbfounded at this moment, really dumbfounded, dumbfounded, and didn't respond for a long time.

Everything in front of her changed so fast that it was beyond her comprehension.

Xuantian Treasure, Sword Slash Mahayana.
For her, a Mahayana monk who was extremely powerful, like a god, the realm she had pursued all her life, just died like this?

Was killed by a fit monk, a monk with the same realm as her, with three moves and two moves?
This is too bizarre!

Mu Lan Shengqin opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't make any sound.

She knew that Ye Changsheng was very powerful. Even after Ye Changsheng killed the wolf king, she knew that Ye Changsheng might be able to compete with Mahayana monks.

But now, the strength shown by Ye Changsheng is still far beyond her expectation, even beyond her comprehension!

How can a fit monk be so monstrous?

With a flash of emerald green light, the Xuantian Slashing Spirit Sword disappeared, and Ye Changsheng picked up the two top-level heaven-reaching spiritual treasures, the Biyetian Fire Fan and Heiming Drum, which were floating in the air.

Then, he put away all the things on the Black Owl King, leaving only a body, he flicked his fingers, and a silver flame appeared, about to burn it.

Suddenly, the sound of howling wind and thunder came from the distant sky, and a black tide appeared from the sky, sweeping towards this side quickly.

In the black tide, there is an aura that wants to swallow the sky and the earth. It is extremely powerful, even better than the Black Owl King!
"It's the Yaksha tribe again!" Looking at the black tide, Ye Changsheng narrowed his eyes.

The ray of black tide rushed to Ye Changsheng's side in the blink of an eye, and the billowing black air gathered together, condensing into a giant more than a hundred feet tall.

His face was ugly and ferocious, with an aura of calmness and prestige all over his body, he pressed down with a big hand overwhelmingly, and directly killed Ye Changsheng.

The moment he came over, seeing the corpse on the ground, the Yasha Mahayana understood everything.

While he was terrified in his heart, he was also filled with anger, and he couldn't help but attack Ye Changsheng directly.

Ye Changsheng had just quickly killed the Black Owl King with the Xuantian Treasure, and lost a lot of vitality, but at this moment he didn't have any intention of retreating.

Rubbing his hands together, a cloud of silver flames flew out of his hands, spreading across the entire sky in an instant, and billowing flames soared into the sky, sweeping towards the Yasha Mahayana.

As soon as the outstretched palm of Sang Laogui of the Yasha tribe touched the silver flame, he immediately retreated like avoiding a snake.

The black air on his body was billowing, and he extinguished the trace of flames on his hands. Amidst the black air, a pair of eyes full of murderous intent stared at Ye Changsheng, his eyes were full of fury and shock.

"Who are you?" Yasha Mahayana asked angrily, suppressing the throbbing murderous desire in his heart.

As soon as he finished speaking, several rays of light in the distance rushed over quickly and landed here.

King Ling, Mahayana of the Wood Clan, Mahayana of the Shadow Clan, and Mo Jianli and Ao Xiao.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, it's you!" Mo Jianli exclaimed when he saw Ye Changsheng, his expression was full of disbelief.

Ao Xiao's pupils contracted violently, and he looked at the corpse next to Ye Changsheng in shock, his eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

After seeing this scene, the rest of the Mahayanas of other races were also horrified, and stared at Ye Changsheng with eyes like they were looking at monsters.

"Is this person... Black Owl King? Isn't he dead?"

"Not only did he not die, this person is actually a Mahayana monk!"

"The Yaksha clan hides so deep!"

"How can you humans hide so deeply, Fellow Daoist Mo, shouldn't you introduce us to the identity of this fellow Daoist?" The Mahayana of the Mu clan took a deep breath, looked at Mo Jianli with a pale face and asked.

At this moment, he was really in a bad mood.

The scene he saw just now gave him repeated shocks, and it really made him unable to calm down.

First, he saw that the Black Owl King of the Yaksha Clan did not die, but secretly advanced to Mahayana instead.

Then, there was the strong impact of this person being beheaded by Ye Changsheng.

Immediately afterwards, he discovered Ye Changsheng's human identity and his cultivation level of only the peak of the fusion.

This scene, each thing is too shocking, it can be called horror!
Damn it, each of you is more hidden than the other, but in the end, the most dishonest ones are our Mu clan?
The Great Elder of the Mu Clan instantly felt that the whole world was untrustworthy, and his surroundings were full of conspiracies and schemes, full of a group of wolfish and ambitious people.

All of these people have sharpened their fangs in the dark, hiding them and waiting for the critical moment to attack and eat people!
Insidious and cunning!

Compared with these people, the Mu clan is like a little sheep, too pure and too weak.

If it wasn't for the imminent catastrophe, would these guys be ready to launch a war at any time to annex their wood clan?
The Yasha tribe hides a Mahayana, the human race has a peerless genius, the spirit king of the spirit tribe is an unfathomable old man, who else is left?
Shadow Clan?

What is ShadowClan hiding?
Don't tell me they are the ones who are the best at disguising, that woman in white is probably
The Great Elder of the Mu Clan was a little suspicious at this moment. He began to wonder, how did the Mu Clan survive among this group of people?
But next to him, the Shadow Clan Mahayana had the same thoughts as him at the moment, and wanted to swear!

Mo Jianli opened his mouth when he heard this, not knowing how to describe it.

In fact, he was also shocked by the scene in front of him, and he never thought that Ye Changsheng could do such a heaven-defying thing.

Ao Xiao took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and tried to say in a calm tone: "This is a genius who recently appeared in the human race, named Ye Changsheng!"

"What? That's him?"

"Cultivated to the peak of the body for hundreds of years, and now killed another Mahayana?"

"Where did the human race find such a heaven-defying character?"

These Mahayanas couldn't calm down all of a sudden, and even Ling Wang couldn't help but twitch his face, staring at Ye Changsheng tightly, as if he wanted to see him through.

Even though he is well-informed, he has never seen such a heaven-defying person!

"Hmph, fellow daoists, now is not the time to be surprised. We are talking about peace, but a monk from my clan was beheaded by your human monks. There must be an explanation for this matter!"

Sang Laogui of the Yaksha tribe had a strong jealousy in his eyes, and said in a cold voice, drawing everyone's attention back.

"Hahaha, old ghost Sang, what do you want to say? You Yasha tribe hides a Mahayana with evil intentions. I think you are the one who will explain to us, right?"

Mo Jianli immediately laughed twice with a red face, and shifted the blame to Sang Laogui.

Hiding the Mahayana, this kind of thing is too insidious, plus the black owl king suddenly appeared in this area, the old guys here are all human spirits, as soon as they rolled their eyes, they immediately understood what the Yasha tribe was planning .

"After you go back, you'd better investigate carefully. Is there any genius in the clan who fell into the wilderness!"

"Old ghost Sang, you Yasha clan have such sinister intentions, all fellow Taoists present can't tolerate you!" Ao Xiao said coldly.

"Hmph, we, the Yaksha clan, have sinister intentions, that's something we can talk about later, it's your human race's problem now!" Old Ghost Sang said with a cold snort.

Hearing this, the complexions of the other Mahayanas changed for a while, and suddenly the Great Elder of the Mu Clan and the Mahayanas of the Shadow Clan walked up to the Mahayanas of the Yasha Clan in unison.

Obviously, this is a statement that they want to stand on the same front with the Yaksha tribe.

After Mo Jianli and Ao Xiao saw this scene, their expressions immediately darkened.

They understood that the sudden birth of Ye Changsheng really hurt the hearts of these Mahayanas, and made them extremely afraid of the human race.

In this case, no matter how many things the Black Owl King did that were unfavorable to their clans before, they wouldn't care.

After all, people are dead.

If the Black Owl King was still alive, these old guys would be happy to see the human race and the Yasha clan head-to-head.

But now, as soon as the Black Owl King died, the Yaksha tribe became a Mahayana again, and they were the weaker side. Of course, they had to stand in the weaker side.

The three Mahayanas looked at Ye Changsheng with fear and murderous intent.

In the northwest corner of Fengyuan Continent, there is no way such an awesome character is allowed!