To cultivate immortality, one must have good luck

The witches practiced witchcraft in a strange way, which was completely different from that of Wudong monks. However, Kong Ji was not surprised when he saw this scene, and secretly commented: "The witch cultivators from the Gu border have superb use of spiritual consciousness, and even their fighting methods are completely different from those of monks from other areas. You won’t be able to gain any advantage in the initial confrontation.”

However, he is not worried about Shangguan Yuzhou. He has never fought against a witch cultivator, so he may not be able to take advantage at first.

But once he became familiar with Wu Xiu's attack method, with his strength, it would be impossible to lose.

On the other side, Huangfu Wuqin didn't even glance at the remaining three Shenglun in front of him. Instead, he glanced at Kong Ji and signaled that they should be handed over to him.

His body transformed into thunder and passed in front of the three ascending wheels in an instant.

The speed was so fast that even Kong Zhen could only vaguely capture the trajectory of the thunder. In the next moment, he had already passed in front of the three ascending wheels, carrying the thunder light all over the sky and blasting toward the altar below.

Her target from beginning to end was only the old man on the altar.

Boom! The sea of ​​thunder boiled, and the golden light instantly illuminated the valley and submerged the altar below.

"After Junior Sister Huangfu was born, the power of thunder became even more powerful." Kong Zhi looked at the beautiful figure that caused thunder in the sky, with a look of emotion on his face.

Then he looked at the remaining three ascending wheel shaman cultivators of the Black Snake Tribe in front of him.

They were just startled by Huangfu Wuqin's speed, passing in front of the three of them as if they were nothing.

This strength seems to be beyond their ability to resist.

But when they saw her attacking the altar, the surprised expressions of the three turned into banter.

"If you dare to provoke the clan leader, this girl will die."

Then they had the intention to look at the young man in front of them.

The two sides looked at each other, and the three Shenglun shaman cultivators had evil smiles on their faces.

One of them, Sheng Lun, a tall man with a tattoo of a bull, sneered, "You seem to have been abandoned by your companions."

Everyone can see that if three Shengchaun beat him one by one, Kong Jiang has almost no chance of winning.

But they never thought about why the young man in front of them was left behind.

Kong Xian spread his hands and responded with a helpless smile: "Then there is no other way, I can only kill you."

"Insanity!"

"go to hell!"

The three ascending wheel witch cultivators were furious and used their own witchcraft one after another.

The strongest man's figure grew crazily. In just a few breaths, his body exceeded one foot. His muscles bulged, and his step on the void made the air crackle.

One person's hands turned into wings, gave birth to wings, and displayed rapidity.

One person looked up to the sky and roared, with the word 'king' appearing on his forehead. Along with his roar, the sound waves rippled out, causing many rocks in the surrounding valleys to break into cracks.

The three of them came to fight together, but Kong Ji remained motionless. He patted his sleeves lightly and cursed: "Stop sleeping, come out to fight!"

Phew! A hoofbeat that penetrated the clouds and cracked the stone resounded through the sky from Kong Ji's cuffs.

The great roc jumped out of Kong's sleeves.

The overwhelming demonic energy descended into the void, and as soon as the crimson demonic energy appeared, it directly knocked back the three witch cultivators.

The strong man with bulging muscles was directly overturned by the demonic aura, while the witch cultivator who turned into a flying bird was shaken to pieces by the demonic aura, and finally managed to stabilize his body in mid-air.

As for the monk with the word 'king' on his forehead, the sound he roared was directly torn apart by the roar of the big roc.

Dapeng is still so fierce, and he directly suppresses three Shenglun when he appears.

The three witch cultivators all changed their expressions.

"What kind of beast is this!"

Dapeng hates being called an evil beast or a ferocious beast, and his eyes immediately turn red. He is not a monk and is still chirping at you.

He activated his speed and pounced directly on the three of them.

Its speed is so fast that even Huangfu Wuqin is defeated. Now it has fought all the way from Wudong to the edge of Tianqi, and its combat experience is even richer.

After a flash of white light, a blood mark exploded on the chest of the sturdy witch cultivator.

He didn't even have time to react before he was hit hard by Dapeng.

"Stay together, it's too fast!" The three of them quickly hugged each other, leaning against each other to cope with the ghostly speed of the roc.

Seeing Dapeng suppressing the three of them, Kong Jiang nodded with satisfaction and simply stopped paying attention to Dapeng's battle.

The ferocious Zhaoxu bow was already in his hand, and then he swayed, used the Youxu movement technique, and disappeared into the void.

With the help of the Guanghan Taiyin Meridian's ability to conceal aura and the ever-changing ability to obscure spiritual power, Kong Ji seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, not to mention that the three ascending wheels could not catch it.

Even the light witch Xiu, who had been paying attention to the battle here, changed his expression.

They just realized that they might have encountered a tough situation this time.

Whether it is the young swordsman, the young man who can hide perfectly, or the spiritual beast, they are not just in the realm of ascending the wheel.

Not to mention the girl who was bombarding the altar.

The battle was so severe that the barrier held up by hundreds of wheel-raising shaman cultivators was crumbling.

"We must get rid of this sword cultivator as soon as possible!" The fetal light witch cultivator was also furious. With the shock of her spiritual power, she turned into a 100-foot multicolored giant python and engulfed Shangguan Yuzhou with one head.

Shangguan Yuzhou made a seal with his hands, opened his long sword in the wind, and slashed at the giant python with one strike.

Sword energy and colorful miasma burst out in all directions, killing in the center of the battle.

On the contrary, Kong Ji is the most relaxed one.

He held the Zhaoxu big bow and hid on the side of the valley. His arrows were occasionally aimed at the witch Xiu. He felt that Shangguan Yuzhou might be unhappy with his intervention in his battle, so he could only aim at the three people fighting Dapeng again. .

Those three people were completely unable to parry, and all the witchcraft they performed were defeated by Dapeng one by one. They were simply crushed unilaterally.

"Forget it!" Kong Zhi had to change his direction again and aimed at the altar barrier that was being bombarded by Huangfu Wuqin.

Although Huangfu Wuqin said that she could kill the old man sitting on the altar, the aura he showed still made Kong Jiang a little uneasy. It is impossible for Huangfu Wuqin to face the enemy alone.

As soon as the barrier was broken, Kong Ji supported him with arrows.

During this process, he opened his virtual vision and continued to observe the ascending wheel monks of the Black Snake Tribe with his peripheral vision. Seeing that their fighting methods relied on the tattoos on their bodies, there was a hint of enlightenment in his eyes.

"The skills of the Black Snake Tribe should be to use the souls of monster beasts to fight. Those tattoos are actually the spirits of the monster beasts they hunted."

This is different from the Jinming tribe's method of controlling puppets.

However, all laws are controlled by the power of divine consciousness, which is very similar.

Kong Jiang just thought about this.

Bang! With a deafening roar, the formation barrier supported by hundreds of Yanglun shaman cultivators on the altar was shattered by Huangfu Wuqin's thunder technique.

As the barrier breaks down.

Hundreds of witch cultivators vomited blood and fell to the ground, as if they had been counterattacked by Huangfu Wuqin's thunder.

At the same time, the altar was exposed, along with the old man with unfathomable cultivation who was sitting on top of the altar.

It was almost the moment the barrier shattered.

"Now!" Kong Ji, who had been silently paying attention to the situation, had a flash of light in his eyes, and the arrow in his hand that was ready to go was shot out before Huangfu Wuqin's thunder light dissipated.

The power of divine consciousness that has transformed into the ascending wheel matches the spiritual power blessed by his Taoist foundation at the peak of the Xuan level.

Zhaoxu's big bow instantly erupted with bright silver light, and the light was dazzling, illuminating the entire valley.

The top-quality arrow was already under the light, passing through the void in an instant, and struck in front of the old man.

Kong Ji's grasp of the timing was perfect. With the blessing of the Annihilation Arrow, the power of this arrow was so powerful that even Huangfu Wuqin was so brilliant that he exclaimed: "What an arrow!"

He saw that the arrow had reached three feet in front of the old man.

The old man who had been kneeling on the altar suddenly opened his eyes.

Buzz! The terrifying coercion instantly shook all directions from his old body.

His dry palm grabbed the arrow that was almost piercing his body.

His palms were blessed with secret power, and the arrows were still spinning wildly in his palms. The emptiness of the arrows continued to erode, making it difficult to move forward any further.

This made Kong Ji's face darken.

The aura exuding from the old man's body is already close to that of Zhou Shangxiang, the elder of the Cangwu Sect, and Zhou Shangxiang is the soul of the fifth realm of Shenglun.

In other words, this old man's strength is at least that of a ghost spirit in the fourth realm of ascending the wheel.

But even if you are a strong person in the Ascension of the Ghost Spirit, it is impossible to catch an arrow with the best arrows and the best longbow with one hand.

"You're too proud!" A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and Kong Ji made a seal on his fingers.

In an instant, the top-quality arrow that was still struggling in the old man's hand exploded into a ball of silver brilliance.

Countless silver energy-gathered tentacles flapped around wildly, swallowing up the old man and the altar's spiritual platform, leaving only his head exposed.

The 'binding' of the virtual soul arrow.

Compared with raising the wheel, thanks to the blessing of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that can be borrowed from the ascending wheel, the tentacles produced by this 'binding' arrow are more solid. The old man's whole body was shaken by spiritual energy, and the tentacles bulged and cracked, and he was unable to do anything for a while. Break away.

How could Huangfu Wuqin give up such a good opportunity? It was almost the moment when Kong Ji's arrow exploded.

She took out the thunder method that she had been preparing for a long time.

I saw her volleying towards the old man's restraint position and slapping her palm.

Boom! A golden beam of thunderous light was suddenly led down from the sky by her. Like a golden sword, it spanned the distance between heaven and earth and plunged straight into the old man's head.

"Blue Thunder Pendant!"

The power of the thunder was so terrifying that the moment it fell, all the iron tools in the valley tribes flew into the air in an instant.

And for the first time, the old man's face showed solemnity in the center of the thunder.

However, the corners of his mouth soon split open, revealing an empty mouth with only a few teeth left.

In his weird smile, the area where he was was penetrated by the thunder sword together with Kong Zhi's 'binding' arrow.

Bang! ! !

Thunder broke out on the ground, and the entire altar was submerged in the wanton and violent sea of ​​thunder.

Because of the rain, the golden thunder spread along the altar to the surroundings.

Devouring together the hundreds of witch cultivators who had previously guarded the altar.

Ahhhhh! ! ! Screams came and went.

How could a monk in the Yanglun realm resist Huangfu Wuqin's thunder technique? With one blow, hundreds of people died instantly in the thunder.

Kong Ji, who saw this scene in the dark, frowned.

Because as those hundreds of people died, a smell of danger suddenly filled his mind.

It seems like something is coming out!

It wasn't until his eyes saw the hundreds of witch cultivators dying under the altar that he finally knew where the danger came from.

"Senior Sister Huangfu, retreat!" A loud roar echoed from where Kong Ji was hiding.

At the same time as the voice fell, he had already placed three ice crystal arrows on Zhaoxu's big bow. In the silver arrow light, the three arrows instantly reached the top of the thundering altar.

The moment the arrow was shot, a huge weapon like an iron spear, covered with ferocious barbs, shot out from the thunder.

Black mist wrapped around the surface of the iron spear.

That kind of mist has a pure evil feeling, which makes people feel nauseous just by looking at it from a distance.

It tore a hole in the sea of ​​thunder and stabbed straight into the air at Huangfu Wuqin, who was still staying at the previous position. (End of chapter)