Scientific cultivation of immortality: starting from making a wish

Chapter 148: The Fall of the True Immortal and the Destruction of the Linghai Sect
When the True Immortal Lingyan was surrounded by the immortals of Blue Star.

The main gate of Linghai Sect has been involved in a war to destroy the sect.

Countless figures were fighting in the sky, one by one they were transformed into gods, and the powerful ones from the Refining Ruins were fighting each other in an instant.

Spiritual weapons collided and flesh and blood were separated.

Countless Linghai Sect monks emerged from the depths of the sect to deal with the Blue Star monks.

However, Blue Star's side had deliberately planned and gathered the power of tens of millions of cultivators. The densely packed cultivators formed rows of powerful killing formations, which was beyond the ability of the Linghai Sect to deal with in a short time.

"Kill, kill"

The shouts of killing were mixed with endless fighting figures. In less than half a breath, countless Linghai Sect monks were annihilated by the Blue Star Killing Formation.

Countless corpses fell from the battlefield like dumplings.

This made the elders of Linghai Sect very anxious.

In fact, in terms of the combat power of high-end monks, Linghai Sect is superior to Blue Star, but the sudden attack by Blue Star caught them off guard. Some of the Hedao and Lianxu monks in Linghai were not even in the sect.

What's more, in terms of the number of cultivators, the Blue Star side is far greater than that of the Linghai Sect.

These extra forces of monks were gathered together on Blue Star using scientific means such as warships and talisman arrays. They also briefly possessed the power of great monks and instantly defeated the monks of Linghai Sect.

This battle may sound slow, but in fact it happened in an instant.

As soon as the two sides fought, countless corpses fell and blood rained down from the sky.

At this time, the sky and the earth were overturned near the Linghai Sect's mountain gate, the mountains collapsed, the fighting and the collision of spiritual power made the sky and the earth change color in an instant, turning into a sea of ​​red.

The strong wind swept up spiritual power and blood rain.

Deafening battle energy emanated outward from the direction near the mountain gate, crashing into the earth in waves, igniting a trace of bloodthirsty madness in people's hearts.

Chen Mo had never seen such a scene of tens of millions of monks fighting.

He could not describe the intensity, danger and grandeur of it in words.

At the moment when the True Immortal Ling Yan flew away from the sky to fight.

This is a war of extinction.

Chen Mo saw that the nine legions on the Blue Star side, under the command of the nine military leaders, blasted out endless waves of destruction as soon as they made a move.

"boom!"

"boom"

Under the combined bombardment of the Sky-Base Mother Goddess Ship, Chen Mo saw with his own eyes a powerful being in the Hedao realm of the Linghai Sect being directly blasted to ashes by seven or eight consecutive calamity waves from the Goddess Ship.

Soon after, some gaps were created in Linghai Sect's mountain protection formation.

However, the Hedao elders of Linghai Sect were no pushovers. After getting over the initial surprise, they quickly formed a resistance line composed of Hedao elders in the Lianxu realm.

There were even elders in the Hedao realm who, with tremendous anger and ferocity, directly targeted Blue Star's high-end monks such as Titan God King, Hong Tong, Xue Yue, etc. who had demonstrated the combat power of Hedao, hoping to disrupt Blue Star's deployment and eliminate Blue Star's advantages.

The changes on the battlefield flashed through Chen Mo's mind like lightning.

After conveying the message to Mr. Zhu and the others, he immediately started to take action.

Chen Mo's eyes were cold and his expression was indifferent. He held the Immortal Crossing Flag in his right hand and the Soul Melting Vase in his left hand.

"call."

As soon as the Duxian flag was waved, the annihilation wind blew past, and large groups of enemies were wiped out by him.

The Soul-Melting Vase opened its gluttonous mouth and swallowed up souls one after another.

At this moment he transformed into a ruthless killing machine.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

There is no right or wrong in the war of civilizations, only life and death.

Chen Mo's figure quickly shuttled through the battlefield, endless power surging in his body.

His sharp eyes were like those of an eagle, and he specifically targeted and killed cultivators at the Nascent Soul and God Transformation levels. Once he encountered a powerful person in the Refining Ruins Realm who attacked him, he would use the Crossing Immortal Flag to strike and quickly dodge.

With the Immortal Crossing Flag in his hand, every time he made a move, it represented the death of a Nascent Soul or Divine Transformation cultivator.

"Frozen Sword Domain, Soul Devouring, Nine Heaven Burning Refinements, Golden Sword of the Soul, Demon Slaying Fist" Chen Mo used many of his magical skills alternately.

At this moment, the usually high and mighty great monk in the state of transformation of spirit was killed by him like an ant in the state of Qi training.

Once the opponent is killed, Chen Mo will immediately use the Soul-Melting Bottle to collect the opponent's soul that has not yet been killed. These will be the resources for his rapid advancement.

The battle lasted only a moment, and 8 Nascent Souls and 3 Divine Transformation Realm souls were already sealed in Chen Mo's Soul Fusion Bottle.

However, his Soul-Merging Vase was like an abyss of hell. The space had no limits, as if as many souls as possible could be sealed and contained.

Seeing this, Chen Mo felt extremely excited.

At first he was worried that his Soul Melting Vase could only seal a few Divine Transformation Monks, but now it seems that it is far from the limit of the Soul Melting Vase.

Chen Mo's attacks became more and more crazy. He knew that once the Immortal Ling Yan was dealt with and Zhu Lao and the others were free, it would be the time for the Linghai Sect to be completely destroyed.

He wanted to use this battle to directly absorb the enlightenment of the Dao realm that would allow him to advance to the God Transformation realm or even the Refining Ruins realm.

"Kill him, the elixir is mine, the soul is mine too, and everything will become a stepping stone for me to achieve the immortal path of Wen Ding."

"Today I will sweep everything away."

Chen Mo held the Duxian Flag in his hand and was in great killing mood, muttering excitedly.

A thick murderous blood mist lingered around him, making him look like the Lord of Hell.

"10 paths of Yuanying, 12 paths of Yuanying, 5 paths of transformed gods, and 6 paths of transformed gods."

The battle near the Linghai Sect's mountain gate was earth-shattering, and the immortal-level battle above the nine heavens was even more dangerous.

The immortal energy above the nine heavens surged, radiating an unheard-of immortal aura.

After persuasion failed, Ling Yan Zhenxian had no choice but to fight to the death.

As a True Immortal who has practiced for tens of thousands of years, once he knows that he cannot compromise, his actions become ruthless and decisive.

As the battle begins, countless rules and magical powers evolve in a moment.

The True Immortal Lingyan waved a scarlet immortal sword in his hand, and powerful rays of light swept towards Old Zhu.

Because at this time on the battlefield, the three True Immortals Nangong Qi, Zuixianren and Zhu Lao formed a triangle siege, while Ling Xiefeng and Kushan Qiaofu were assisting in the attack from a slightly later position, blocking the last chance of escape for True Immortal Lingyan and would never let him break out of the encirclement.

The True Immortal Ling Yan realized that Mr. Zhu was the weakest among the three, so he wanted to use this to break through the gap.

Unfortunately, no matter how many times he tried, it was all in vain.

Facing the attack from True Immortal Lingyan, countless golden dragons of luck emerged from Old Zhu's body.

These golden dragons surrounded Zhu Lao like divine dragons guarding him. No matter how powerful Ling Yan Zhenxian's attack was, it could only seriously injure the golden dragon of luck and repel Zhu Lao slightly. But at this time, new golden dragons of luck would emerge from Zhu Lao's body to block him.

Mr. Zhu's strategic purpose was very clear. He did not intend to attack, but to block and restrain the enemy, creating an excellent opportunity to kill Li Changxing and Nangong Xianren.

They have experienced such confrontations several times.

Obviously, when the two were fighting, Nangong Qi and Li Changxing would not miss any opportunity to attack. They also gradually exhausted the immortal power in Lingyan Zhenxian's body during the fight, and finally found an opportunity.

Nangong Qi’s magic weapon is Xuanhuang City, and Li Changxing’s attack magic weapon is a wine jug.

After fighting for dozens of rounds, the two seized the opportunity to attack with all their strength, and two cold snorts were heard.

“Heavy pressure.”

The Xuanhuang City in Nangong Qi's hand suddenly swelled up in the wind and turned into a big city, pressing down towards the back of Lingyan Zhenxian. The endless gravity rules pressed down, causing Lingyan Zhenxian's movement speed to drop instantly.

On the other side, Li Changxing urged the wine jug in his hand to pour towards the Immortal Ling Yan.

"Bewitched."

Countless rays of immortal light and spiritual water emitting a mysterious aura enveloped the Immortal Ling Yan.

Faced with the sudden attack, Ling Yan Zhenxian's eyes were filled with despair and unwillingness. His immortal power was almost exhausted, and the moment he hesitated, the two men seized the opportunity.

"The heaven wants to kill me, I, Ling Yan, will not accept this!"

"I, Ling Yan, have roamed the Blood Underworld for 30,000 years. Why did I die here?"

Ling Yan Zhenxian felt despair, anger, unwillingness, and hatred in his heart.
But reality is cruel after all.

Even though he knew the danger was coming, after a desperate battle, his energy was almost exhausted and he was unable to resist.

He could only watch helplessly as his body was restrained and unable to move, especially when enveloped by the immortal light and spiritual water in Li Changxing's wine pot, Ling Yan Zhenxian felt that his soul seemed to become dull.

"good chance."

"Brother Woodcutter, please help me. I will trap his soul and prevent it from escaping."

At this time, Ling Xiefeng on the field seized the opportunity and hurriedly shouted at the Kushan Woodcutter.

As soon as Ling Xiefeng finished speaking, his hands appeared like fairies scattering flowers. In the blink of an eye, he waved around the few people and cast endless soul-locking restrictions.

"Soul lock."

"Take action quickly."

Ling Xiefeng shouted coldly. This was the strategy they had discussed before to annihilate the enemy. The three True Immortals would lead the attack to consume the True Immortal Lingyan.

Ling Xiefeng and Kushan Qiaofu acted as substitutes, finishing off the enemy and trapping the last immortal soul of Lingyan Zhenxian.

Otherwise, even if a True Immortal was dead, it would be impossible for the enemy to kill him and take away his reincarnated soul. There was no need for Ling Xiefeng to remind him. Seeing that the True Immortal Ling Yan's body was restrained and his soul was in a sluggish state, the bitter mountain woodcutter who was already ready to take action.

“When you encounter a mountain, you build a path; when you encounter a chasm, you build a bridge.”

"Today I will use my immortal axe to kill the true immortals and forge my own path to immortality."

In the heart of the bitter mountain woodcutter, the countless years of seclusion and hard practice turned into an indomitable determination and belief.

He soared into the air, holding the immortal axe tightly in both hands above his head, and suddenly chopped down at the Immortal Lingyan with the force of splitting Mount Hua.

"Open the mountain!"

The bitter mountain woodcutter shouted loudly.

His eyes lit up with a sharp divine light, and the endless magic power around him poured into the Immortal Axe in his hand. A mysterious light lit up, and an endless sharp axe light that flashed like the creation of the sky, chopped down with a faint power of immortal rules.

"Wow!"

The immortal Ling Yan was trapped on the spot and his body was instantly split in half by the axe light.

The blood of the immortal was spilled and the body was separated.

The immortal rules in the body collapsed.

At the moment of his death, the immortal soul of Ling Yan Zhenxian, which had been delayed by the immortal light and spiritual water, seemed to finally wake up.

A weak immortal soul stood at the scene, looking at its scattered corpse, and roared in despair and unwillingness.

"No!"

The sorrowful immortal soul moves the celestial phenomena.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a thunderclap sounded above the nine heavens, shaking the world.

Immediately afterwards, the blood of the immortals was spilled, and a bloody rain descended between heaven and earth, and a sense of sadness filled the air.

"Not good, the blood of the immortal is coming, and heaven and earth are in sorrow."

"This is the resonance of rules caused by the death of an immortal."

At this moment, the hearts of everyone on the battlefield sank, as if they were being pressed down by a heavy sense of sadness.

Especially the cultivators of Linghai Sect, they felt an inexplicable surge of grief in their hearts, as if the most important faith in their hearts had collapsed.

They looked up in horror, a sense of foreboding flashing through their minds.

Chen Mo raised his head as if he sensed something.

"Did the True Immortal Ling Yan perish?"

"I don't know if his immortal soul has been taken down. If I can swallow an immortal soul, what changes will it bring to myself?"

As blood rained down from the sky and heaven and earth mourned together, the monks from the Linghai Sect and the Blue Star Sect on the battlefield unconsciously slowed down their fighting movements.

Everyone felt heavy in their hearts, worried about who the immortal was who had fallen from above.

Before the war began, everyone knew that the outcome of the battle would ultimately depend on who won.

On Blue Star, due to concerns about information leaking, most people did not know that they had a few more True Immortals helping them, so they were worried.

But this admiration did not last long.

When everyone is worried about each other on the battlefield.

A faint cold snort came from above the nine heavens.

"Soul lock."

Then several figures fell over everyone’s heads. They were the immortal fighters from Blue Star.

Old Zhu landed above Guiyun Peak of Linghai Sect, and his divine sense instantly swept the situation on the battlefield into his eyes.

He nodded slightly, then shouted loudly.

"The True Immortal Ling Yan is dead. The monks of Blue Star will work together to completely destroy the Linghai Sect."

"Kill the Blue Star monk."

Mr. Zhu's voice resounded over the battlefield like thunder.

When the Blue Star monks saw Master Zhu's figure and heard his voice, their morale was immediately boosted and they suddenly cheered in surprise.

"Kill the Blue Star monk."

"Kill all these bastards and avenge my dead comrade."

"Kill them! Kill them all the way to the Linghai Sect's mountain gate and seize the elixir of immortality."

"Hahaha."

Countless excited shouts rang out, and the fighting on the battlefield became fierce again.

But the situation at this time was completely one-sided.

The monks of Linghai Sect saw Zhu Lao and others appear in the sky and told them the news of their ancestor's death.

Suddenly they felt as if the sky had fallen down. They didn’t want to believe it, and they didn’t want to believe it.

"why?"

"Why can't our True Immortal Ancestor defeat the Immortal of Blue Star? How is this possible?"

However, the blood rain that was still falling from the sky proved that a true immortal had indeed fallen, and the True Immortal Lingyan did not show up to object.

This forced them to accept this cruel reality.

The True Immortal Ancestor of Linghai Sect might really be dead.

When the monks of Linghai Sect realized this, they no longer had the will to resist, and the situation on the battlefield instantly became one-sided.

Without a true immortal in charge, the monks of Linghai Sect would not be able to defeat the opponent's immortal combat power.

See this.

Ye Shi, Lu Ren, Geng Yan and other powerful elders of the Linghai Sect who were at the Hedao Realm and Lianxu Realm, began to evacuate the battlefield and flee for their lives.

"Linghai Sect is finished."

"Run, run quickly."

"Quick, flee to the Wanxiang Immortal Alliance and seek revenge."

Of course, there were also some monks on the field who were loyal to Linghai Sect and fought desperately with the determination to die.

However, no matter how fast Ye Shi and other elders of the Linghai Sect who were at the Hedao realm were, they could not be faster than the magical powers of the immortals.

Just as they began to flee, a huge city pressed down from the sky, several axe lights fell, and countless immortal lights fell.

These fleeing great monks of the Hedao Realm and Lianxu Realm were the first to be targeted by Zhu Lao, Li Changxing and others.

"Do not."

"I hate it!"

"People from Blue Star, if you dare to destroy my Linghai Sect today, just wait for the Wanxiang Immortal Alliance to avenge us."

In less than an incense stick of time, all the Hedao and Lianxu monks present from the Linghai Sect were defeated.

During this period, Chen Mo naturally could not be idle.

Taking advantage of Zhu Lao and the others' actions, Chen Mo frantically picked up loopholes on the battlefield, collected the souls of the cultivators in the Hedao and Lianxu realms, and sealed them one by one into the Ronghun Zun.

Half an hour later.

Chen Mo counted and found that in this battle he had collected the souls of 6 masters in the Hedao realm, 21 souls in the Lianxu realm, and 78 souls of the Huashen cultivators. He was too lazy to count the souls of the Yuanying realm.

There is also the soul of the immortal Lingyan, whose absorption was unknown whether successful or not.

However, at this time, he also felt that the seal of his Soul Melting Vase had reached its limit. It was not that the Soul Melting Vase could not seal, but his cultivation level could only seal so many souls. If he was stronger, he might get out of control.

The corners of Chen Mo's lips trembled slightly, and he was so excited that he could hardly control himself.

“This time the harvest is really huge.”

“After refining these soul fluids from the back soul, I don’t know how powerful my realm and soul will become.”

“But it’s really worth looking forward to.”

"Boom!"

At this moment, with the help of Li Changxing and others, Linghai Sect's resistance was completely over and the mountain gate formation was destroyed.

The Linghai Sect was completely destroyed on this day.

Next, Blue Star will leave some people to take over and organize Linghai Sect.

The monks from the other nine legions followed the plan and quickly attacked the remaining disciples and affiliated forces in other states of Linghai Sect.

Chen Mo, Zhu Lao and others walked towards the Linghai Sect's secret treasure house.

Prepare to open this place that dominates one or two states and is the treasure of an immortal sect that has been there for tens of thousands of years.

(End of this chapter)