Traveling through the heavens from the legend of mortals cultivating immortals

Chapter 74

Faced with the siege of several Foundation Establishment cultivators, the middle-aged man did not change his face, and the magic weapon flying sword flew at will, and within a few breaths, one person's life was taken.

Although the remaining few people were frightened, they still bit the bullet and attacked.

At this moment, three astonishing spiritual energy fluctuations came from behind everyone.

Immediately afterwards, three rays of light passed over the crowd in an instant, and struck the golden bell of the middle-aged man, smashing the bell in an instant.

These three brilliance are the three magic weapons of Yinxi, Feijian and Fuchen.

The middle-aged man had been prepared for a long time. When the golden bell was defeated, the golden magic weapon flying sword transformed into countless flying swords, covering his whole body.

Although the power of these three talisman treasures is not weak, it would be a bit of a dream to kill the one-life alchemy cultivator.

However, taking advantage of this opportunity, the remaining few people also sacrificed magic weapons and attacked from all angles, but they could only consume the mana of some middle-aged men.

The formation master even took out a formation plate and a dozen formation flags, and hastily laid out a defensive formation to envelop everyone.

At this time, the middle-aged man erupted with astonishing aura, and the densely packed magic weapon flying swords exploded like bombs, and the flying swords flew towards every corner, piercing straight into the stone wall.

Everyone's magic weapon was also destroyed by him in an instant.

However, now is not the time for heartache magic weapon, and everyone also took out their registration cards.

I saw that, except for Zhou Qingning and others who had used the talisman before, the rest of the people, except Wang Chen who presided over the defense of the formation, and another female cultivator from Lingshou Mountain, each had a talisman.

Seeing this scene, the complexion of the middle-aged man changed.

"Ma De, did labor and management offend the second generation of Xiu? Why does everyone have a talisman?"

The middle-aged man felt even more sour when he thought of building his own foundation and almost going bankrupt because of a top-level magic weapon.

With a wave of his hand, those flying swords flew up and reunited into a sword.

The colorful talisman treasures, showing astonishing power, attacked the middle-aged man.

The magic weapon and the talisman were fighting, although this talisman was only one-third of the power of the original magic weapon, it was superior in number, and for a while, the middle-aged man was a little flustered.

Zhou Qingning and the others took out some elixir to restore spiritual energy and swallowed them, sacrificed other magic weapons, and attacked the middle-aged man.

boom!boom!boom!boom!
Those talisman treasures smashed at the middle-aged man one after another, and the middle-aged man had to repeat the same trick, using the defensive spell just now again.

This defensive spell seems to consume a lot of spiritual energy, and the mana in the middle-aged man's body has already been consumed a lot.

It's just that, compared with the middle-aged man, these foundation-building monks are more exhausted.

The cultivation base is only at the early stage of foundation establishment, and the aura in the body is exhausted, so he has to take pills to restore mana.

The attack of the crowd couldn't help but slow down, but the somewhat angry middle-aged man seized this gap, and bombarded the crowd with densely packed magic weapon flying swords.

The formation that enveloped the crowd emitted a dazzling red light, blocking all those magic weapons and flying swords.

Wang Chen looked at the monk who formed the alchemy, found another array plate and array flag in the storage bag, and prepared to open it.

"Death to me!"

Seeing Wang Chen's movements, the middle-aged man's eyes turned red, and he immediately recited the formula and pinched the seal with his hand.

The densely packed flying swords quickly gathered together to form a huge golden sword several feet in size, and bombarded the formation.

When the golden giant sword touched the formation, it seemed that only gold and red lights were left in the empty hall.

In just a few breaths, the formation was broken by the middle-aged man. At this moment, the middle-aged man finally felt a little out of breath, and swallowed a elixir casually. The middle-aged man now controlled the magic weapon Feijian and aimed at Wang Chen. Chase past.

Zhou Qingning and the others retreated suddenly, and at the same time took out the high-grade magic weapon in the storage bag, and attacked the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged Han Fei stepped forward, faced with many attacks, and only put a shallow round cover on himself, he ignored it and decided to kill the hated Master of Formation first.

At this moment, Jiang Baiyi, who was lying in a pool of blood, suddenly flew up and threw out a stack of talismans. The talismans were dazzling red, and burned to ashes in the blink of an eye, turning into densely packed fire snakes, winding towards the middle-aged man. .

At the same time, a long sword appeared in Jiang Baiyi's hand, and the long sword floated in front of Jiang Baiyi's body. After Jiang Baiyi hurriedly sacrificed and practiced, the long sword made a thunderous sound and attacked the middle-aged man.

And behind the Leihuo sword hilt, a Sky Thunder Son is quietly following.

After doing this, Jiang Baiyi's complexion turned pale, and then another mouthful of blood spewed out, and his breath became a bit sluggish again.

On his chest, there was a golden light, which greatly reduced his resilience.

As for the middle-aged man, he had already noticed that Jiang Baiyi hadn't died, but at that time, Jiang Baiyi's breath was faint, and he was not far away from death.

Therefore, the middle-aged man stopped paying attention to Jiang Baiyi.

This also caused the middle-aged man to fall into the embarrassing scene of being flanked back and forth.

The talisman magic weapon in front and the densely packed fire snakes in the rear bombarded the round shield around the middle-aged man almost at the same time.

The round shield was shattered in an instant, and the Thunder Fire Sword directly pierced into the middle-aged man's body. A terrifying flame ignited out of thin air, causing the middle-aged man to let out a miserable scream.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling white light flashed, and a white sphere the size of Zhang Xu emerged, engulfing the middle-aged man's body.

By the time the white sphere disappeared, the middle-aged man had already disappeared.

Even a monk of alchemy, as long as he gets hit by the thunderbolt head-on without defense, he will still turn into fly ash.

Jiang Baiyi breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to fall down again.

Zhou Qingning flew forward, hugged Jiang Baiyi in his arms, and fed Jiang Baiyi a elixir to restore his injury.

"Huh... almost died."

Jiang Baiyi lay in Zhou Qingning's arms, still sighing with lingering fear.

To be on the safe side, the monk who formed the alchemy directly shattered Jiang Baiyi's heart.

He should have directly attacked Jiang Baiyi's head. Only by smashing Jiang Baiyi's head would he die completely.

After all, the flame of life already possesses amazing vitality, and apart from mental injuries, it can speed up the recovery speed.

In addition, Jiang Baiyi refined the blood dragon inner alchemy, and his body has already surpassed that of ordinary people.

The combination of the two created Jiang Baiyi's almost immortal body.

It can be said that Jiang Baiyi can be resurrected as long as he is not blasted into pieces or his head is smashed.

"Yang Daoyou, you are still alive?"

Everyone gathered around, and the Tianque Castle girl looked at Jiang Baiyi in disbelief.

"It's just a fatal injury!"

In Zhou Qingning's arms, Jiang Baiyi rolled his eyes.

(End of this chapter)