I conquer the immortal with my strength.

Chapter 339 Killing the Enemy [Two Chapters in One]

A dark and vast wilderness.

One person is fleeing at full speed, while the other is chasing him at full speed.

During this period, Luo Qian was caught up by Sang Sheng's magic weapon attack, but Luo Qian ignored it and just used the shield and the fire dragon transformed by the flying sword to protect his whole body, resisted the attack, and then continued to flee quickly without looking back.

I took a great risk, was ecstatic for several months, but in the end I was just making things difficult for others.

Luo Qian was really unwilling to accept this!
He would rather return the White Tiger Blood Pearl to the Killing Cave than let Sang Sheng take advantage of it for nothing.

Not for anything else, just to vent the resentment in my heart!
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An hour later.

An old man with disheveled hair, skinny as a stick, covered in blood, and with his left arm missing at shoulder level, appeared three hundred feet away from the entrance of the killing cave.

About forty or fifty feet behind the old man, a figure wrapped in a cold light was approaching rapidly.

"You can't run away!" Sang Sheng's face was ferocious in the cold light, and he sprayed a mouthful of blood towards the flag. Suddenly, the flag hanging above his head suddenly grew bigger and danced wildly.

Suddenly, icy arrows that blocked out the sky and the sun broke through the air and flew towards Luo Qian. They were so dense that they covered the area of ​​a hundred feet in radius where he was.

At this time, Luo Qian no longer had a shield above his head, only a dim flaming flying sword.

"Haha! Old thief Sang Sheng, you are willing to sacrifice your energy and blood now, but it's too late!" Luo Qian laughed wildly.

Then there was a loud bang.

His left leg exploded.

The flesh and blood, carrying the true energy and magic power contained in it, shot out in all directions like blood rain arrows, shooting down some ice arrows.

But it is clearly not enough.

At this time, a golden flame emanated from his dantian and poured into the flaming flying sword.

The flying sword suddenly burst into flames and wrapped up his entire body. He ignored everything and rushed forward towards the front covered by ice arrows like a big fireball.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The ice arrows shot densely at the fireball, making a dull impact sound.

The ice arrows turned into water vapor under the true fire of the golden elixir.

The huge fireball kept shrinking, and the runes on the flying sword kept melting and disappearing.

However, this desperate move, which did not hesitate to burn the golden elixir's original true fire, allowed Luo Qian to rush to a distance of more than 40 feet from the cave entrance.

"Ha ha!"

Looking at the cave entrance not far in front of him, Luo Qian showed a smug and relieved smile on his pale face.

Sang Sheng's face was extremely gloomy and ugly.

The terrain of the Killing Cave is complex, and the most important thing is that it contains many broken restrictions and even some space cracks.

If Luo Qian rushed into the killing cave and violated the broken restrictions, then as long as he determined the location, he could still find a way to take out the White Tiger Blood Pearl. But if Luo Qian rushed directly into a space crack, then he would really be empty-handed.

Just when Sang Sheng was unable to catch up and had already decided to follow Luo Qian into the entrance of the killing cave, a figure suddenly rushed out from the dark entrance of the killing cave.

"Stop him!"

Sang Sheng was overjoyed when he saw this and shouted hurriedly.

"Damn it!"

Luo Qian looked at the familiar figure rising into the sky from the cave entrance, and the smug and relieved smile froze on his face. The passion and drive that had been stimulating him just now suddenly became dead silent.

His heart was filled with despair.

The figure rushing forward also stopped.

"Elder Luo!" When Luo Qian stopped, the familiar figure had already rushed in front of him and blocked him behind him.

Seeing the familiar figure standing in front of him without hesitation, Luo Qian looked sad: "How could it be you? Why is it you?"

"What a coincidence, it's you!" Sang Sheng saw Xia Daoming standing in front of Luo Qian. He did not rush forward, but stopped where he was, looking at Xia Daoming with an indifferent expression, but his eyes were darting around, and no one knew what he was thinking.

He didn't have time to stop Luo Qian just now, and now there is another Xia Daoming in front of Luo Gan.

Even though it seemed easy to Sang Sheng to deal with Xia Daoming, he was a Jindan cultivator after all, so he could still resist him and give Luo Qian a chance.

And with Xia Daoming blocking the way, Luo Qian would definitely be able to go deeper into the killing cave.

The terrain of the Killing Cave is complex. If Xia Daoming is delayed and chases in the wrong direction, it will be a big trouble.

"It's you! Why are you chasing Elder Luo?" Xia Daoming naturally saw who was coming at this time, and his face turned very ugly.

He is the Jindan guardian of Xuantian Pavilion and the direct disciple of Master Ma Ling. He is naturally different from Qi Shilei.

Qi Shilei killed him, so he did. Anyway, only heaven and earth knew about it, and Qi Shilei and he knew about it.

But Sang Sheng is different.

If he was hunting down Luo Qian on a whim, then the matter would be relatively easy to handle. The natural thing would be to kill him to silence him.

The only problem is that it would expose his true strength in front of Luo Qian.

If it was Master Ma Ling's instruction, then this matter would be very tricky.

Unless Luo Qian and Sang Sheng are killed together, he will definitely not escape Master Ma Ling's pursuit.

This is also why Xia Daoming did not kill Sang Sheng immediately when he saw that the person being hunted was Luo Qian.

He has to figure things out, then consider the whole situation and make decisions before taking action.

Sang Sheng did not answer Xia Daoming, but looked at Luo Qian behind him and said: "Fellow Daoist Luo, now that things have come to this, you will not want to drag another person with you! So, I swear a blood oath, as long as you hand over that thing to me, I will let this person go.

You don't have to worry about me breaking my blood oath. I want to take that thing to impact the Nascent Soul Avenue. The hope of the Nascent Soul Avenue is already very small. Even if the retribution of the blood oath may be a little illusory, I am absolutely unwilling to take that risk and add variables to the already slim hope of the Nascent Soul Avenue.

Of course, Xia Xiaoyou must also swear a blood oath, and you must swear it on the blood talisman paper I gave you, promising not to disclose what happened today."

"Xia Daoming is different from me who is about to die. He is extremely talented and has a long life. Even if there is only a small possibility that he will keep the blood oath, I will choose to believe him once." Luo Qian said with a sad face.

"Haha, Elder Luo is still very wise." Sang Sheng laughed out loud when he heard that.

"Are you going to die soon?" Xia Daoming's face suddenly changed when he heard that. He turned his head to look at Luo Qian, and a golden light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

A golden light flashed, and Xia Daoming's face changed again, and he couldn't help but reveal a look of grief and anger.

"I'm sorry Daoming, I'm going to drag you down before I die!" Luo Qian looked at Xia Daoming with a sad and self-blaming expression.

After that, Luo Qian did not wait for Xia Daoming to answer, but turned his gaze to Sang Sheng and said, "Swear a blood oath!"

Sang Sheng nodded, and then his expression gradually became solemn.

"God bless you, Sang Sheng, I swear here that as long as Luo Qian gives the things to me today..."

"I'll give you my head!" When Sang Sheng was swearing solemnly, a loud shout suddenly rang out.

As the voice rang out, Sang Sheng and Luo Qian looked at each other in astonishment and disbelief as Xia Daoming suddenly turned into a blood-red electric light and rushed towards Sang Sheng at an incredible speed.

"court death!"

However, Sang Sheng reacted quickly. In an instant, murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He shook the flag hanging above his head violently, and cold air rolled out, condensing into an ice dragon. The huge and sharp dragon claws were raised high, and he grabbed Xia Daoming who was breaking through the air.

But at this moment, a gray light shone down.

The Ice Dragon suddenly froze in mid-air.

"not good!"

Sang Sheng felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.

Without even thinking twice, he immediately summoned the Xuanhan Ice Cover, which turned into a huge crystal clear ice cover that enveloped him completely.

"Oh!"

Just when Sang Sheng covered himself with the Xuanhan Ice Cover, the blood-colored electric light had already passed by the immobilized Ice Chilong.

Then a tiger roar was sounded, and a black blade light broke through the air in the blood-red electric light, slashing down fiercely at the Xuanhan ice cover.

"when!"

There was a loud bang.

Ice crystals flew everywhere, and the entire Xuanhan Ice Cover began to vibrate. There was even a crack that was spreading in all directions like a spider web along the position where the blade was chopped.

Inside the black cold ice cover, a sickly red color surged onto Sang Sheng’s sallow face, and his eyes revealed uncontrollably horror.

"impossible!"

Sang Sheng blurted out the words, but his hands were very steady as he repeatedly made hand gestures to perform magic spells, while the true energy and magic power in his body began to circulate rapidly.

Rays of cold light swept across the ice cover like ripples, and the cracks that spread like spider webs disappeared in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the Ice Dragon that was fixed by the Xuanmeng Mirror Light struggled violently, and an astonishing cold air burst out from its body.

The gray light began to fluctuate rapidly, and it seemed that it was difficult to trap the Ice Dragon.

Xia Daoming sneered when he saw this.

A banner with thousands of poisonous snakes appeared above his head.

The rolling black gas rushed out and instantly became as thick as ink, wrapping up the ice cover.

"Chichi!"

The inky black gas hit the ice cover, and the ice cover was immediately eroded and emitted unpleasant smoke. Strands of black silk continued to seep into the ice cover, making the originally crystal clear ice cover covered with black, which looked particularly weird.

"Dang! Dang!"

At the same time, sharp claws emerged from the black air, grabbing at the ice cover continuously, splashing up broken ice.

Xia Daoming was naturally not idle either, and he slashed down with the Black Tiger Sword one after another.

"Damn it! Damn it! How could he possibly control such a powerful ghost magic weapon? How could his martial arts be so fierce?"

Even though Sang Sheng was a late Jindan cultivator and had experienced countless storms, he was almost broken by Xia Daoming's series of tactics.

The ultimate power of ghost-type magic weapons is generally equivalent to the level of the cultivator.

Because if it exceeds that, the cultivator's consciousness and ideas will be backfired.

However, the power of Xia Daoming's Yinhun magic weapon far exceeded his cultivation level in the early Jindan stage, and it could even be said that it had reached the peak level in the late Jindan stage.

It can be said that with this powerful Yinhun magic weapon alone, unless Sang Sheng has a spell or magic weapon that can restrain this magic weapon, the opponent is already invincible. What's more terrifying is that the opponent's direct force attack is not less powerful than the full-strength attack of a late Jindan cultivator.

The continuous attacks, especially the contamination from the Ten Thousand Snakes Poisonous Banner, soon made Sang Sheng sluggish in manipulating this magic weapon. It was likely that the ice cover would be broken before long.

Sang Sheng couldn't help but feel panic.

This mysterious ice shield is a powerful defensive magic weapon. In the past, even if he couldn't defeat the opponent with this weapon, he would generally have no problem saving his life.

But today, this ice cover could not give him much sense of security.

"Friend Xia, let's talk. I am the guardian of Xuantian Pavilion, and my master is the Nascent Soul Patriarch. If you kill me today, you will definitely not escape the hunt by Xuantian Pavilion! How about I swear a blood oath with a secret method and let today's incident go?" Soon, the proud Sang Sheng said hurriedly.

The voice came from the thick black air, and Luo Qian, who was outside the black air, was stunned. He even suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

Xia Daoming, who was in the early stage of the Golden Core Realm, was able to suppress Sang Sheng firmly and even forced him to beg for mercy.

"You have cut off the life of my Qingyuan Sect's elder. As a disciple of Qingyuan Sect, I must take your life!" Xia Daoming's voice was cold and firm, full of murderous intent.

When Luo Qian heard such firm and domineering words, tears suddenly welled up in his eyes uncontrollably.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, I admit that you are very powerful and it is possible that you can kill me. But I am also a late Jindan cultivator after all. I have experienced countless life and death tribulations in my life. How can it be easy for you to kill me?

"The reason why I'm talking about peace is not because I think I can't escape, but because I think the price is too high, and you have to pay a big price as well, so I'm giving in a little, and everyone is happy when we stop fighting and talk about peace!" Sang Sheng said.

"Daoming! I don't have much time left to live, there's no need for you to..." Luo Qian spoke hesitantly.

"That's right, Fellow Daoist Xia, you have a bright future ahead of you, so why do you have to cling to a dying man? Once you fight with me and get irreparably injured, it will be too late to regret it!" Sang Sheng rushed to speak before Luo Qian could finish his words.

"kill!"

When Sang Sheng was still holding on to hope, Xia Daoming suddenly shouted coldly.

As the sound rang out.

Two axes shining with cold light rushed out from the black air.

There was also a subduing tiger seal and a sharp black knife, which fell towards the mysterious cold ice cover together.

"No!"

Inside the black cold ice cover, Sang Sheng saw this scene and his eyes bulged with horror, and he couldn't help but scream.

He never dreamed that Xia Daoming's attacks just now were not his strongest attacks.

While screaming, Sang Sheng hurriedly let go of the ancient jade talisman that he had been holding in his hand, reluctant to let go.

Unfortunately it's too late.

As soon as the ancient jade talisman was activated, it transformed into an ice phoenix and several attacks fell at the same time.

"Crack! Click!"

The Xuanhan ice shield, which could not hold out for long, broke apart instantly.

Sang Sheng was worthy of being a late Jindan cultivator. At such a critical moment of life and death, he unexpectedly became surprisingly calm. A golden but extremely cold Jindan fire rushed out from his body and transformed into an icy flame shield to resist the attacks that were falling towards him as the Xuanhan ice cover broke.

Almost at the same time, Sang Sheng, whose face was covered with wrinkles, whose hair was gray, and who looked like a frail and dying old man, rolled up the cold flame of his golden elixir and fled desperately towards the direction of Zhilu City.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Sang Sheng did not hesitate to damage his golden elixir. The shield formed by the elixir fire he released was extremely powerful and blocked all the incoming attacks.

However, the terrifying impact force brought by the successive attacks caused Sang Sheng's golden elixir, which had released the original power of the golden elixir, to be suddenly covered with cracks, showing signs of falling apart at any time.

Sang Sheng even spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he looked even older.

But what was revealed in his eyes was deep and crazy hatred.

The wrinkles on his face were twisted together, making him look extremely hideous and terrifying.

Once his golden elixir was broken, he would never have the chance to pursue a higher path in this life.

Even after practicing, he could only barely maintain the initial stage of Golden Core.

How could he not hate?

It was this hatred that supported him, and he was determined to escape back to Zhilu City and report the matter to his master!
"Not good!" Seeing that Sang Sheng actually burned a large amount of the original power of the golden elixir at once and broke Xia Daoming's fatal full-strength attack, Luo Qian's face changed drastically, and he wished he could rush up to help block Sang Sheng.

But he was already like a spent force. Once the energy he had just gained was released, he couldn't even seem to gather any true energy or magic power, let alone rush forward.

What's more, the speed at which a late Jindan cultivator rolls up his physical body at the cost of burning the original power of the Jindan is so fast that even if he was in his prime, he would not be able to catch up with it.

"You're dead! You're dead! You..." Sang Sheng managed to escape by chance, and couldn't help but roar in anger, as if he couldn't relieve the hatred in his heart otherwise.

But Sang Sheng's next words suddenly stopped.

A golden light swooped down from the sky in front of him at some point, and its speed was as fast as a flash of golden lightning.

An eagle claw covered with golden scales pierced his head from above.

Blood slowly flowed from his skull and down his face.

Sang Sheng's eyes bulged out, filled with shock and unwillingness.

"You are happy too early!" Xia Daoming looked at Sang Sheng under the claws of the golden eagle, shook his head and said softly.

Just now when he released the Poisonous Banner of Ten Thousand Snakes, he took advantage of the cover of the black air and this special environment to release the Golden-Winged Eagle, letting it lie dormant on the periphery.

Firstly, he wanted to use the Golden Eagle's Golden Roc Sky Eye to monitor the movements around him, so as to prevent anyone from seeing the battle and leaking the news.

Secondly, it was also to prevent Sang Sheng from accidentally getting away. After all, the other party was a late Jindan cultivator, and a direct disciple of the Yuanying ancestor. He was far from being comparable to Qi Shilei, a proud and conceited mid-Jindan cultivator.

After muttering to himself softly, Xia Daoming turned and walked towards Luo Qian who was stunned.

Until now, Luo Qian still doesn't know when this golden-winged eagle ambushed on the periphery?
What shocked Luo Qian the most was that this golden-winged eagle was actually a fourth-level intermediate spiritual bird. Not only that, the aura emitted by the spiritual bird, and the fierce attack that just killed Sang Sheng, gave Luo Qian the feeling that the spiritual bird was as powerful as a late Jindan cultivator.

"Elder Luo, how are you now? I still have some wounds to heal..." Xia Daoming looked at Luo Qian and asked softly, his expression concerned but with a hint of sadness.

"My golden elixir is broken and my vitality is exhausted. All the elixirs and magic medicines I have will be wasted. However, I am relieved and happy to see you kill Sang Sheng before I die. The Qingyuan Sect has hope of prosperity, hope of prosperity!" Luo Qian said, tears streaming down his face again.

"Mr. Luo, do you have anything to say?" Xia Daoming's eyes finally turned slightly red.

No matter what kind of person this old man is, he is absolutely loyal to the sect.

"If possible, I hope you can call me Brother Luo. With your future achievements, this will be the greatest honor of my life! From now on, those Jindan elders will no longer be worthy of your title of Brother." Luo Qian said, looking at Xia Daoming with eyes full of expectation.

Xia Daoming sighed secretly. With his emotional intelligence, how could he not understand why Luo Qian asked him to call him "senior brother" before he died?
Once this senior brother called him that, Luo Mu became his nephew!

It's definitely a trustworthy one!

But what can Xia Daoming do?
Poor parents!
"Brother Luo, don't worry, I will take care of Junior Brother Luo Mu." Xia Daoming simply made it clear so that Luo Qian could leave with peace of mind.

"I really can't imagine how you, at such a young age, can be so insightful about people's hearts and worldly affairs. It's ridiculous that Luo Mu dared to challenge you back then. You were really overestimating yourself." Luo Qian couldn't help but admire and feel relieved when he saw that Xia Daoming understood his intentions at once.

"Senior Brother, let's not talk about the past anymore. I have already forgotten it." Xia Daoming said.

"Okay, okay! Let's talk about the important thing!" Luo Qian's breathing became rapid, but his breath became weaker and weaker.

"This is my storage ring, which contains a white tiger blood bead. I have figured it out. With Luo Mu's talent, even if she succeeds in forming a pill, she won't be able to go far. Let her spend the remaining decades in peace under your care.

You keep this White Tiger Blood Pearl. Actually, since you killed Sang Sheng, this Blood Pearl should have belonged to you. But remember, do not take out this Pearl to observe it before leaving the Slaughter Cave and the Desolate Ruins.

This bead carries a strong White Tiger killing aura. Once you take it out to observe, you will be entangled with a trace of White Tiger killing aura. The old thief Master Ma Ling is very familiar with this aura, so he noticed it as soon as I got this bead and returned to Zhiluo City. "

Luo Qian barely transformed a virtual hand, tremblingly took off the storage ring on the ring finger of his right hand, and handed it to Xia Daoming.

"White Tiger Blood Pearl! Senior Brother actually obtained the White Tiger Blood Pearl! No wonder, no wonder!" Xia Daoming held the storage ring, his heart surging.

Now that he has the White Tiger Blood Bead in his hand, all he needs is the Black Tortoise Blood Bead to forge the Zhongyuan Crimson Palace and reach a higher level in his body refining.

"Good fortune often goes hand in hand with misfortune! If it weren't for the White Tiger Blood Pearl, I wouldn't have suffered this disaster. Fortunately, you showed up in time, killed Sang Sheng, and took the White Tiger Blood Pearl, so that I didn't die with hatred. On the contrary, I am very pleased now. It's just like the saying that good fortune often goes hand in hand with misfortune!" Luo Qian looked at Xia Daoming's excited expression, with an extremely complex expression of emotion in his eyes.

He now naturally understood that Xia Daoming also came for the White Tiger Blood Pearl.

Therefore, although he was relieved, Luo Qian's White Tiger Blood Pearl would never fall into his daughter's hands again. His daughter no longer had any hope of forming a pill, so he still felt a little regretful.

“After I die, you will burn me directly, collect my ashes and bring them back to Qingyuan Mountain to find a place to bury them first. Do not tell anyone for now, not even Luo Mu, the headmaster, or your master.

Just pretend that this matter has nothing to do with you. Then, Master Ma Ling will never suspect you of the disappearance of Sang Sheng and I. He will only think that Sang Sheng encountered an accident in the Youhuang Ruins.

It is rare for a late Jindan cultivator to encounter an accident in the Youhuang Ruins and suddenly disappear, but it does happen occasionally, and even Master Ma Ling has no way of tracking him down.

But if the news that you brought my ashes back gets out, then Master Ma Ling will suspect you. You are very powerful, but you are definitely not a match for Master Ma Ling at the moment. Moreover, Master Ma Ling has Xuantian Pavilion behind him, and even Qingyuan Sect can't protect you."

Luo Qian quickly suppressed the regret in his heart, and his old face, which was filled with ashes, showed an extremely solemn expression.

“Brother Luo, rest assured. I will never reveal anything about what happened today until I have the strength to absolutely suppress Master Ma Ling or make Xuantian Pavilion afraid of me.

However, since Master Ma Ling was the one behind your murder, I will kill him to avenge you when I have the chance. Also, I know that you risked your life to enter the Slaughter Cave to look for the White Tiger Blood Pearl just for Luo Mu's Dan.

You can rest assured about Luo Mu's pill formation. I have a semi-finished Four Symbols Pill made from the True Dragon Blood Pearl. Even if I can't guarantee that Luo Mu will form a pill successfully, his chances of forming a pill should not be inferior to the Four Symbols Pill made from the White Tiger Blood Pearl. "

As he spoke, Xia Daoming took out the half-finished Four Symbols Pill.

The White Tiger Blood Pearl has too much evil energy. Even if it is refined into the Four Symbols Pill, its effect will be the worst among the Four Symbols Pills.

The Four Symbols Pill in Xia Daoming's hand is said to be a semi-finished product, but in fact it is more accurate to say that it is a defective product.

There were layers of messy elixir patterns on it that resembled green dragon scales, but it exuded a strong vitality. Its medicinal effect was definitely not inferior to the Four Symbols Pill made from the White Tiger Blood Pearl.

"This, this is truly a semi-finished Four Symbols Pill made from the real dragon blood bead! Are you really willing to give it to Luo Mu?" Luo Qian, whose eyes had originally become cloudy and lifeless, suddenly lit up, and his deathly gray old face actually became rosy.

"You and I are brothers. It is only natural for me to help you when you are being chased. Logically speaking, this White Tiger Blood Pearl is still yours.

But my body refining method cannot do without the White Tiger Blood Pearl, so for selfish reasons, I have to exchange this unfinished Four Symbols Pill for your White Tiger Blood Pearl. In a sense, I am taking advantage of you." Xia Daoming said.

"Okay, okay, you are a true gentleman! It's a pity that I will never have the chance to see you grow up, otherwise it would be such a blessing!"

Luo Qian looked at Xia Daoming, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed and dissipated, and he slowly fell backwards.

"Brother!"

Xia Daoming felt a pain in his heart when he saw this and hurriedly supported him.

"Remember, you have to wait at least several decades regarding my ashes. You can only tell Luo Mu after the incident of Sang Sheng's disappearance has completely faded." Luo Qian warned weakly, but his eyes slowly closed.

"Brother, just go and have peace of mind!" Xia Daoming took a deep breath to prevent his tears from falling.

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