I am a late bloomer in the world of cultivating immortals

"Yi Tianqi, I hope you didn't lie to me about this. This Wei Tu is really related to the inheritance of the Xuanling Fairy..."

"otherwise……"

Jiang Yanfeng, who escaped from the battlefield with Yi Tianqi, made some vicious remarks to Yi Tianqi.

This time, the battle was started because the Jiang family destroyed the Yu family. It would have been fine if Yi Tianqi had left. With him around, the Jiang family could still gain the upper hand against the Yu family and Qing Jianzi and You Danxuan...

But with his departure... the Jiang family will not only lose its advantage immediately, but will also be in danger of destruction like the Yu family before.

However, the inheritance of the Mahayana Immortal is too fascinating, and he is willing to take the risk for this tiny possibility.

"My Taoist partner is a cultivator from the Sang family..."

Hearing this, Yi Tianqi looked at Jiang Yanfeng deeply and said this in a cold tone.

"Sang family?" Upon hearing this, Jiang Yanfeng's worries instantly disappeared and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The Sang family is the "servant clan" of the Xuanling Fairy. The tragic scene of Sang Yao being killed by the blood curse undoubtedly proves the credibility of Yi Tianqi's words.

At this moment, the guilt he felt towards his family disappeared. After all, as long as he was there, even if the Jiang family was destroyed, their bloodline would not be cut off. After reconstruction, there might be hope for the future... and they could become one of the thirty-six noble families!
……

"Two late-stage Void Refining players are chasing us. We are in trouble."

In the wild, Wei Tu, who was escaping with blood, frowned deeply and looked a little ugly after sensing that Jiang Yanfeng and Yi Tianqi had reached a cooperation.

One-on-one situation.

He had great confidence that he could win and kill his opponent.

But if there is one more person, no matter how confident he is, he will inevitably feel nervous. After all, two fists are no match for four hands. In the actual combat of cultivators, one plus one is often far greater than two.

"We can only try to divide our forces."

A cold light flashed in Wei Tu's eyes, and he made up his mind. He flicked his sleeves, and his aura changed instantly, transforming into a petite and charming female cultivator in a red robe.

The next moment, there was a flash of light.

A red-robed female cultivator who looked exactly like him also broke away from his escape light and quickly fled in another direction.

"Which of these two is Wei Tu?"

Yi Tianqi and Jiang Yanfeng, who were chasing closely, were stunned for a moment, unable to believe what they saw.

They had seen countless magical skills of creating clones to escape, but they had never seen a "clone" like Wei Tu's, with the same aura, realm and spiritual pressure.

However, there is a slight difference from before.

At this moment, the Wei Tu split into two, and the red-robed female cultivators that appeared had only the cultivation level of "the peak of the early stage of refining emptiness", and their escape speed was also much lower than before.

It can be said that there are certain "disadvantages".

But that's the case.

Relying on the speed of escape at the early stage of Lianxu, the two "Weitu" have already opened up a distance of dozens of miles between each other, and because of the different directions, the distance is still expanding.

In addition, due to Yi Tianqi and Jiang Yanfeng's hesitation and indecision at this moment, this "advantage" is still increasing.

“Fellow Daoist Yan Feng, we can’t hesitate any longer. You and I will split up our forces first. After we have dealt with the real red-robed female cultivator, you and I will contact each other through the voice transmission method and kill Wei Tu together!”

Yi Tianqi was unwilling to sit back and watch the continued loss of fighter planes. After thinking for a while, he made a decisive decision.

Based on his experience, it is not difficult to see that this red-robed female cultivator is not Wei Tu's "clone", but a real person in disguise.

In other words, there is no reason why this woman could escape danger if either he or Jiang Yanfeng were to hunt her down.

Therefore, as long as either side wins quickly, Weitu can be forced into the previous "desperate situation" again!

"Okay! You and I will split up into two groups and fight quickly and decisively."

Jiang Yanfeng also understood this principle. After a slight flash of his eyes, he picked out the "red-robed female cultivator" who was most likely Wei Tu, and chased after her with a flash of light.

Unlike Yi Tianqi, he was confident in himself. He thought that no matter how difficult Wei Tu was to deal with, he still had a good chance of killing Wei Tu by himself with some means at hand, and then taking all the Mahayana inheritance obtained by Wei Tu.

Take ten thousand steps back.

By then, even if he could not defeat Wei Tu, it would not be difficult for him to protect himself with his strength, and he could hold on until Jiang Yanfeng arrived.

"It's him?"

At the same time, Wei Tu, who was fleeing in front, couldn't help but be surprised after seeing this scene. He had never thought that Jiang Yanfeng was so lucky and directly chose his "true body".

"This cultivator should be as difficult to deal with as Yi Tianqi. Don't be careless."

Wei Tu took a deep breath and continued to flee. When Jiang Yanfeng was about to catch up, his eyes flashed and he suddenly increased his speed, continuing to lure the enemy deep into his territory and consolidate the tactical results of dividing the battlefield.

"It is indeed Wei Tu. I am not chasing the wrong person."

Jiang Yanfeng was overjoyed.

But, just as he was flying closer.

With a loud "boom", dozens of sixth-level talismans suddenly appeared out of thin air, each emitting talisman light, covering the area of ​​dozens of miles around him, making it almost impossible to avoid.

"Is this boy so wealthy?"

Jiang Yanfeng was slightly startled, and his attention and vigilance towards Wei Tu increased a lot. At the same time, he suddenly understood Wei Tu's idea, and realized that he also wanted to "win quickly" and wanted to quickly get rid of him, who was alone.

“But you underestimated me.” Jiang Yanfeng sneered and pointed his fingers forward. Two streams of black quicksand instantly shot out from his sleeves, sweeping towards the surrounding sixth-level talismans layer by layer.

In an instant, more than a dozen sixth-level talismans were swallowed up by the black quicksand that surged like a tide. The talisman lights dimmed in the spiritual sand, and they shattered and dissipated one by one.

Although the rest of the sixth-order talismans exploded at this moment, as a "gap" opened, Jiang Yanfeng inside it only suffered some minor injuries, and then flew out gracefully, approaching Wei Tu again.

"Wei Tu, as long as you hand over the inheritance of the Xuanling Fairy, or are willing to share it with me, I will spare your life this time."

"After all, we didn't have any deep hatred between you and me. It's not like what happened to Yi Tianqi, where you killed his Taoist partner out of thin air."

Jiang Yanfeng, who was surrounded by the black quicksand, was not in a hurry to fight with Wei Tu. Instead, his eyes moved slightly and he spoke these words.

He was not lying when he said this, but rather it implied a certain sincerity.

He can cooperate with Yi Tianqi, and naturally he can also cooperate with Wei Tu.

Compared to Yi Tianqi, the "Yi family cultivator" who defected and fled abroad.

Wei Tu's status is much more noble.

He is a dignified monk from the Human Ancestor Temple!
In addition, as the "successor" of the Fairy Xuanling, Wei Tu naturally enjoys the legitimate right to the inheritance of the Fairy Xuanling.

As long as he agrees to share the inheritance of Fairy Xuanling, he won't have to worry about the "questioning" from the human race's top leaders.

The "questioning" from the human race's high-level officials was a problem that he subconsciously ignored when he acted out of greed, but it was a problem that he had to pay attention to... There were too many examples of cultivators in the cultivation world who had the life to rob but not the life to spend.

"Wei Tu, you should also know that as long as Yi Tianqi deals with your "clone" and rushes here, with the combined strength of the two of us, you will be powerless to resist..."

Jiang Yanfeng sighed softly and adopted a tone of persuasion.

But at the moment.

As he spoke.

What greeted him was not Wei Tu's reply, but three refined corpses with green faces and fangs that had been "connected into a formation" outside the numerous talismans!

These three refined corpses, each holding a formation flag, stood in the formation of Three Talents. The rich corpse aura emanating from them was obviously from high-level refined corpses of the middle grade of the sixth rank.

"Three sixth-level mid-grade refined corpses, isn't this boy's trump card a bit too rich?"

Jiang Yanfeng's face was solemn and he took a deep breath.

He could easily kill a single sixth-order middle-grade refined corpse, but three sixth-order middle-grade refined corpses that were already strong enough to form a formation...even with his strength, it would be difficult for him to escape easily.

What worried him more was that this was just the tip of the iceberg that Wei Tu had revealed at this moment.

"Fortunately, I still have the Cold Dragon Sword to protect me." Jiang Yanfeng's cold eyes flashed, and he no longer hid his strength. He flipped his hand and took out the [Cold Dragon Sword] borrowed from his master and sacrificed it.

A dragon roar suddenly sounded.

A savage ice-colored dragon emerged from the surface of the three-foot-long [Cold Dragon Sword] that looked like it was sculpted from ice. It raised its head and swung its tail, rushing towards the weakest part of the "corpse formation" - the Youli Yin Corpse.

The Youli Yin Corpse was a sixth-rank low-grade refined corpse that Wei Tu bought at the Dingyuan Xiancheng auction. Later, under his blood sacrifice secret technique, it was barely upgraded to the sixth-rank mid-grade.

Compared with the Yu family's ancestor and the Ronghuo Yang Corpse, both of which are already mid-level sixth-grade refined corpses, it naturally has less stamina and the weakest power.

However, when Wei Tu saw this scene, he did not even change his formation. He sneered and swung the flag in his hand.

Then there was a "hum" sound, and spiritual light suddenly shone from the three high-level refined corpses. It was visible to the naked eye that the corpse aura was more than twice as dense, and its quality at this moment was infinitely close to "sixth-grade upper grade".

Three people who looked like puppets and Nascent Souls crawled out from the skull of the corpse. They began to make hand gestures with their arms, accurately controlling the corpse under them and launching an attack on the [Cold Dragon Sword].

As a seventh-rank incomplete treasure, the [Cold Dragon Sword] can break anything at the level of refining emptiness. However, when facing a corpse that is already strong and comparable to that of a physical cultivator, it is difficult to fully exert its power in a short period of time.

The sword light was dazzling, but it only left a small wound on Youli Yin's corpse, and then it could only "whimper" before being repelled by the corpse formation.

"Is that... Qianjun Spirit Doll?" Jiang Yanfeng's face suddenly changed, and there was a hint of fear in his expression.

The "corpse formation" composed of three sixth-level refined corpses is already difficult to deal with, let alone the unexpected [Qianjun Spirit Doll]!
You know, each of the [Qianjun Spirit Dolls] can be regarded as the painstaking work of the puppet master, and their grade is at least above the sixth-grade upper grade.

In a word, the lineup that Wei Tu has in place to deal with him at this moment is already luxurious enough to cope with the peak level of Refinement Void.

Apart from the [Cold Dragon Sword], a seventh-level remnant treasure, his own combat power is still a level lower than that of the peak of the Void Refining Realm. How could he not be frightened at this moment?
"At this moment, I have only been fighting with Wei Tu for less than ten breaths. If I continue to hold on to the idea of ​​conserving my strength and restrain my hands and feet... I am afraid I won't be able to wait for Yi Tianqi to come back to help."

Jiang Yanfeng's face turned fierce, and he recalled the defeated [Cold Dragon Sword]. He slapped his chest and suddenly sprayed a mouthful of blood towards the sword with such a cold light.

The [Cold Dragon Sword] that obtained this essence and blood, the icy dragon attached to its surface suddenly turned blood-red, and as the dragon scales on its body moved, bursts of powerful sword energy burst out.

The surrounding void also collapsed.

The fierce sword energy cut into pieces of space cracks.

"The power of law."

Wei Tu frowned slightly, thinking that this was a tricky situation.

He never expected that the two late-stage Void Refinement masters he bumped into this time had treasures in their hands that were all "seventh-level broken treasures" that should not be underestimated and difficult to deal with.

However, this is normal.

The Ancient Saint Land is different from the outside world. Ninety-nine percent of the cultivators here are from aristocratic families. Who can become a high-level cultivator without a close relationship with a powerful fusion behind him? Naturally, they will be much stronger than the cultivators in the outside world in terms of foundation.

“However, no matter how good the external treasure is, it is difficult to have an effect on this cultivator’s body.” Wei Tu’s eyes flashed coldly, and he began to change the battle plan, no longer pinning all his hopes on the corpse formation.

When Jiang Yanfeng activated the [Cold Dragon Sword] to break through the "corpse formation", he stomped his foot, a blood shadow flashed, and he suddenly rushed into the corpse formation and fought with Jiang Yanfeng at close range.

"How brave you are! I have the [Cold Dragon Sword] to protect me, yet you still dare to come over?" Jiang Yanfeng was slightly frightened, but also happy.

While he was making hand gestures, he urged the black quicksand around him to form a shield to keep the enemy out, and at the same time he used his spiritual sense to control the [Cold Dragon Sword] again, allowing it to return to attack and kill Wei Tu.

However, the moment the black quicksand approached Wei Tu, several blood-red vines emerged from Wei Tu's body, and he instantly transformed into a mortal and fell to the ground.

This blood-colored vine is definitely not something else.

It was the "parasitic blood vine" that Wei Tu purchased at the Wanling Fair in the Immortal City. This vine had been parasitic in his body for nearly a hundred years, and the amount of "bad blood" accumulated in it was naturally extraordinary.

Corruption creates blood and qi, which has the effect of defiling spiritual treasures and breaking spiritual prohibitions.

Naturally, it would be invincible to deal with Jiang Yanfeng's protective spiritual sand.

The appearance of this scene immediately made Jiang Yanfeng's pupils shrink slightly, and a look of fear appeared on his face. After all, he had little chance of winning in close combat against a body cultivator.

However, at this moment - he suddenly discovered that the [Phantom Scale Armor] that covered Wei Tu on the Yu family battlefield before did not seem to be summoned by Wei Tu at this time.

“Although killing enemies in close combat is easy for him, he is not completely defenseless… He must have given the spiritual armor to the red-robed female cultivator to save her life…”

Thinking of this, Jiang Yanfeng suddenly felt a little more surprised.

This meant that the biggest obstacle in his way of removing Wei Tu had disappeared.

“Kill!” Jiang Yanfeng closed his eyes, controlled the sword with his mind, urged the [Cold Dragon Sword] to turn around and kill Wei Tu.

But a pity.

[Cold Dragon Sword] is not his own spiritual treasure after all. It is just a spiritual treasure temporarily borrowed from his master. He cannot operate it as he wishes, especially when it shoots back.

Wei Tu, who had broken through the quicksand shield, had already activated his [Giant Golden Body] at this moment, and his right arm became several dozen feet in size, taking the lead and smashing it on Jiang Yanfeng's head. (End of this chapter)