There's something wrong with this version of the technique!

Chapter 272, Fang Dao's long sword arrives, the Shou Shen Ruins end
Even Lu Yue had to admit that this was the biggest crisis he had ever encountered.

Although he has temporarily resisted the opponent's non-physical means with his purple jade body, as the successor of the corpse sewing said, the longer the time, the more advantageous he will be.

Lu Yue glanced at the other person.

Finally, it was fixed on the neck of the heir of the corpse sewing.
I just carefully estimated the distance between the two and shook my head helplessly.

Even if he launches a surprise attack now, his chances of winning are slim.

In the current situation, the only chance of survival is to escape and seek help.

However, soon, Zhang Chao, who had been quietly opening the passage, suddenly changed his expression and shouted anxiously: "Brother Lu Yue... the passage I opened was blocked by him."

Zhang Chao's panicked expression was caught by the heir of the corpse sewing. The other party raised a teasing smile and said sarcastically: "The ability of the ghost walker is indeed magical, but it is not enough here. I have said it before, no one can leave without my permission."

"Now, I will kill your ghost-walking friend right in front of you, so that you can see the consequences of offending my corpse-stitching lineage."

At this point, Lu Yue decided to take a risky move. He temporarily handed the body bag to Zhang Chao, asked him to run with his head in his hands, and then found a place to hide.

He used his purple jade body to lure away the heir of the corpse-sewing technique and went out to get help.

But before he could take any action, an old and majestic voice came from a distance.

"You are a corpse-stitching clan, and you are worthy of killing my apprentice?"

"When I was roaming the underworld, you were not yet born. But speaking of the corpse-stitching lineage, I remembered one thing. When I was traveling in other cities, I sneaked into the warehouse of the patriarch of your main corpse-stitching lineage. The room was full of limbs, which was scary to look at. Then I burned them..."

The legless old man walked slowly out of the darkness, leaning on a cane.

Lu Yue recalled what the corpse-stitching successor had said before. It seemed that it was because of a fire that the old corpse-stitcher's conspiracy to use his relatives' limbs to prolong his life was exposed. He didn't expect that it was this person who did it.

In a sense, the other party contributed to the current situation.

At this time, Zhang Chao's face turned happy and he shouted, "Master, we are here."

The legless old man sternly rebuked: "You are so rash. We, the Walking Yin people, are also a bloodline family that has been passed down for thousands of years. You need to show your courage and don't let others laugh at you."

Zhang Chao was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to respond.

Although the ghost walkers are also a blood family, they lack the close unity among families. Most of them live alone and have little family affection. Moreover, even among ordinary relatives, if they do not interact often, they will become estranged after one or two generations.

Zhang Chao's lineage can be traced back more than a dozen generations, all of them were ordinary people, so naturally he didn't have any relatives who were ghosts. It's not an exaggeration to say that they were extraordinary people of the new era.

After the scolding, the legless old man turned into a concerned empty-nest elderly person.

"You've been in the ruins for so long, you must have suffered a lot, I see you've lost weight. Aren't there natural treasures in the ruins? Those things are very nutritious, don't you nourish yourself?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chao quickly took out a bunch of rare treasures from his backpack and said respectfully, "Master, I specially left these for you. They can increase your lifespan..."

The legless old man said kindly, "Master doesn't like to eat vegetarian food, you eat it."

Zhang Chao said anxiously: "But Master, your life span and your injuries..."

"..."

"That's enough, you two!!!"

The heir of the corpse-stitching in the distance could no longer bear it, his face became distorted and hideous with anger, sand and rocks flew around, and a small storm was suddenly set off.

Is it ever going to end? ! ! !

Everyone thinks the ruins of Shoushen are their own home, right? ! !
"This is the remains of the God of Longevity. It's my territory. Old man, you have lost both legs, yet you still dare to enter here? Don't even think about leaving. You will all die."

The legless old man cursed: "Why are you barking like a dog? I am chatting with my apprentice, it is none of your business. If it were in the past, I would have banished you to the underworld."

"There is a ghost king in the underworld who likes men like you who have delicate skin and tender flesh."

Seeing his master so confident, Zhang Chao's eyes lit up and his back straightened.

"Master, kill him and avenge your disciple!"

Unexpectedly, the legless old man turned around and said calmly: "How can I be his opponent? If I were in my prime, I might have a chance to escape."

The successor of the corpse sewing: “…”

You can't beat them but you act like you want to kill gods.

Zhang Chao's originally straight back bent instantly when he heard this.

"Master, you are here to die."

The legless old man knocked Zhang Chao's head hard with his knuckles and said, "The master came to see you out of kindness. Can you speak? Although I can't beat you, there are people who can."

"Old man, it's already this late, why don't you show up?"

The legless old man turned around and roared in the direction he came from.

"I thought you wanted to show off, so I didn't bother."

Another figure slowly emerged.

The person who came was Taoist Fang.

Lu Yue was a little surprised. Didn’t Taoist Fang say before that the ruins fragments were restricted by rules and that extraordinary people above the seventh level of the outside world were not allowed to enter? How come both of them came in?

Could it be that because the core disappeared, the rules for the relic fragments were relaxed?

However, now that Taoist Priest Fang and the other two have appeared, things should be taking a turn for the better.

"I don't dare to say the word 'show' in front of you."

Then the legless old man said solemnly: "This kid can mobilize the power of the ruins fragments. He is a false god here. In time, he may become a true god."

"He just blocked the passage I opened up. Now we have no way to retreat."

Facts have proved that the successor of corpse sewing had some brains. While the legless old man was chatting about family matters, he immediately blocked the passage opened by the other party.

It is easy to get in, but absolutely impossible to get out.

"It's you?"

The heir of corpse sewing had a crazy gleam in his eyes.

He knew the man in front of him.

It was because of him that many of his people died or were injured, and their homes were ransacked by the Demon Suppression Bureau headquarters. At the same time, the old corpse seamstress lived in fear for the rest of his life.

"I heard you were very powerful in the last era?"

Taoist Fang smiled faintly: "Not bad, all thanks to the support of my peers."

"That's because you haven't met me. In an era when spiritual energy was exhausted, you were able to suppress an era, which is not a great ability. Now is a new era, and I am about to become a new god. You are already out of date."

"Thirty years ago, I heard that the organization had made some plans to kill you."

"In my opinion, this is completely unnecessary. There is no need to make so many plans to kill you."

"My original mission was just to retrieve the strongest divinity. Now that you've appeared, I'll just capture you alive and let the organization see my potential."

The successor of the corpse-stitching art expressed his sarcasm without any reservation.

Now that he has integrated the strongest divinity and is fighting at home, it won’t be long before he becomes the new god, standing directly on the top of the pyramid, fearless.

Taoist Fang: "I am old, but I can kill you with just one sword."

"Knife? You only have a whisk in your hand, where did the knife come from?"

The successor of corpse sewing stopped talking nonsense and suddenly stretched out his hand.

The darkness behind him surged like a raging wave, bringing with it the might of heaven, overwhelming the world.

Taoist Fang, holding a whisk, stood tall in the darkness.

The battle, at this moment, broke out completely!!

Lu Yue originally wanted to rush over to help, but was stopped by the legless old man.

"The time has not come yet, let's withdraw first."

Then the group quickly moved away from the scene.

At this time, the entire ruins fragments also ushered in an epic battle.

The heir of the corpse-stitching relied on his strongest divinity and was extremely arrogant when fighting on his home field. He constantly mobilized the power of the ruins fragments to launch a violent bombardment on the other Taoist priest.

Boom! !

The earth was torn apart and the air was filled with a deafening roar.

Taoist Fang was like a god of war. He marched forward steadily, step by step, on a land covered with cracks. Terrifying energy surged through his body, like the light of the avenue, dazzling and blinding, as he constantly dealt with the darkness of the descendants of the corpse sewing.

At this moment, the world seemed to lose its color and everything was collapsing.

Although Taoist Fang has lost his previous power, he inherited the mantle of a Taoist master thirty years ago and has embarked on a different path since then.

Taoism emphasizes self-cultivation and self-improvement, doing things with a non-action mind, conforming to the laws of heaven and earth, and becoming one with all things. As long as one understands the "Tao follows nature", one can transcend the mundane world and reach the highest realm of transcendence and holiness, and travel with Tao.

This is a fierce clash between the power of the relic fragments and the power of Taoism.

Gradually, a solemn look appeared on the face of the corpse-stitching successor, and then turned into panic. He found that even if he tried his best to mobilize the power of the ruins fragments, he could not stop Taoist Fang's gradually approaching steps.

How can this be? ! !

How could the other party be so powerful? ! ! !
Then, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the corpse-stitching heir. He stared at Taoist Fang and roared, "You do have some ability, but do you think you can defeat me like this?!"

"Originally, I wanted to leave this fragment of the ruins behind, but now... even if it dissipates in the next second, I will let all of you be buried with it!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the power of darkness suddenly surged several times.

Outside the ruins island, the tsunami was like a raging dragon rising out of the sea, raising huge waves, and countless trees fell down like dominoes. The entire ruins began to become chaotic, and the collapse continued. And this horrific disaster was spreading to the central part at an alarming speed.

Wherever it went, lives were lost and mountains and rivers were shattered.

This is truly the end of the world!
The fragments of the ruins would have dissipated without their core, but definitely not so quickly, because a new god would be born soon to stop all this.

And now the successor of the corpse sewing technique says that he no longer wants these fragments of the relics.

At the cost of completely sacrificing the fragments of the ruins, everyone will be buried here.

Sure enough, the light of the avenue on Taoist Fang's body was blocked.

He also stopped, unable to take another step forward.

"That's all you can do. Don't you want to kill me? Come and kill me!"

"You said you could kill me with just one blow, what about now?!!!"

"Where's your knife?!!!"

"I ask you, where is your knife? Let me see your knife!!!"

The heir of corpse sewing laughed wildly and looked down on everyone on the opposite side.

At this moment, he is invincible.

Only this way can you feel happy!
The enemy's fear, despair and helplessness are the best rituals for his deification.

Suddenly, a voice of "Knife is coming!" rang out in the darkness.

Taoist Fang waved his whisk, and countless fine threads penetrated the darkness and headed straight for Lu Yue.

No, this is for the legless old man.

Thousands of fine threads penetrated into the legless old man's wound, as if exploring something. Then, an invisible ghost-head knife, like a terrifying beast breaking free from its restraints in the underworld, suddenly emerged from his wound with an earth-shaking roar.

The legless old man seemed to be relieved as if the operation was successful.

Thirty years ago, his legs were chopped off by a mysterious man holding Taoist Master Fang's ghost-head knife, but if it was just a simple broken leg, with his strength, he would have been able to recover long ago.

The root of all this lies in the curse that always remains in the wound.

The curse left by Taoist Priest Fang's sword.

It can also be called sword intent.

The sword's will once again felt the call of its former master and awakened from silence. The moment it came into being, it was like lightning that cut through the sky. Its speed was so fast that it could hardly be captured by the naked eye.

The surrounding darkness was ruthlessly cut open, and everything that stood in the way was crushed.

"No...this is impossible..."

The heir of the corpse-stitching opened his eyes wide with fear, his pupils were filled with a deep fear of death, it was a trembling and despair that came from the depths of his soul.

He instinctively wanted to turn around and escape from the abyss of death, but it was too late.

With a light "puff" sound, the knife intent locked onto the target and slashed across the neck of the corpse-sewing successor. Accompanied by a gorgeous blood flower splattering, the corpse-sewing successor's head detached from his body like a rolling watermelon and fell heavily to the ground.

This scene shocked everyone.

"My body... my body..."

What was strange was that the heir of the corpse-stitching technique did not die immediately after his head hit the ground. Instead, he called out to his own body in fear. The headless corpse also staggered towards the head, and needle and thread flashing with cold light could be vaguely seen in his hand, trying to sew it again.

"You can only use this trick once, old man."

"He has temporarily severed the brat's physical connection."

"It's now. We can't let his head be reattached."

Before the legless old man finished speaking, Lu Yue, who had already observed the situation, stomped his foot on the ground and rushed out like a cannonball. At the same time, a sound of breaking air rang in his ears. It was the stone statue of Peng Zu with only its head left.

On the way, Lu Yue and the stone statue of Peng Zu made eye contact, and they understood each other.

The stone statue of Peng Zu's head rushed straight towards the headless corpse.

Lu Yue attacked the head of the corpse-stitching heir.

"My body... my body... come here... come here quickly..."

The successor of the corpse-stitching was still calling out to his body, but because the connection was cut off by Taoist Fang's sword intent, the headless corpse could not sense the existence of the head for a while and was flying around like a headless fly.

Finally, Lu Yue stepped on the ground again and again and successfully arrived at the scene.

He stepped on the head of the corpse-sewing heir.

Then he rotated his feet so that the head of the corpse-sewing heir was facing the body.

The successor of corpse sewing witnessed the entire process of Peng Zu's head replacement with horror.

"No... that's mine... the organization gave it to me... I'm going to kill you."

"Peng Zu asked me to say thank you to you. Your body is his now."

The successor of corpse sewing wanted to say something, but Lu Yue didn't want to listen.

He stomped his right foot hard, causing something to explode and debris to fly everywhere.

[Source Energy +1]

The successor of the corpse sewing technique died.

The entire clan was wiped out, and the Lincheng Corpse Sewing lineage was completely extinct from then on.

The head of the Peng Zu stone statue combined with the body of the heir of the corpse sewing, and after completely removing the backup consciousness inside, it was declared completely integrated, and the power of the ruins fragments condensed around it gradually dissipated.

At this time, Peng Zu received some bad news.

The ruins fragments, which were already on the verge of dissipation due to the death of the core, could no longer change the trend of collapse after the disturbance caused by the heir of the corpse sewing.

Now the rules of the ruins fragments are disordered and they are about to collapse.

Everyone must evacuate immediately.

After discussing the plan, Lu Yue immediately explained the situation to the legless old man and Taoist Fang, whereupon the legless old man and his disciple worked together to stabilize the passage. Then Peng Zu used his remaining control to gather everyone together.

The process went smoothly and everyone evacuated from the passage in an orderly manner.

When it was Lu Yue's turn, he suddenly remembered something.

He quickly asked Peng Zu about the fate of the fairy peach tree in the ruins.

Peng Zu expressed regret that the ruins had collapsed into pieces and naturally it could not survive.

Perhaps this is the final fate of this fairy peach tree.

This also declares that the third path to becoming a god has completely failed.

When Lu Yue heard this, he sighed and said, "What a pity."

Then, without hesitation, he took out the bronze axe and started chopping.

Since this is destined to be the outcome, we might as well make use of the final surplus value.

Shameful waste!
Although the bronze axe handle in his hand was made of thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood and was of high quality, it was still not comparable to the fairy peach tree in front of him.

If this peach wood is used as a handle, the power of the weapon can be taken to a higher level.

Bang bang bang!
Every time Lu Yue swung his axe, Peng Zu's heart bled.

After all, this is the brainchild of the second generation of Shou Shen.

When he thought about having a chance to meet the other party again in the future, he didn't know how to explain it all. Although he knew that even if Lu Yue didn't chop it down, the fairy peach tree would not live long. But witnessing the fairy peach tree that had lived for thousands of years being destroyed bit by bit still made him feel painful now that he had regained his body.

"Peng Zu, this fairy tree is too big. Can you tell me which part is useful?"

In the distance, Lu Yue's voice was heard, he urgently needed expert guidance.

It's impossible to really carry this towering tree away.

Peng Zu hesitated for a moment, but still took a step forward and went forward to give personal guidance.

"This fairy peach tree has been in the ruins for thousands of years. I absorbed some of its essence to heal its wounds. Now the remaining essence is here. You have to cut it here. This is the essence of this fairy peach tree."

"Thank you, Peng Zu."

"You are welcome."

A few minutes later, Lu Yue was still swinging the axe vigorously.

Seeing that the ruins were about to collapse, Peng Zu was extremely anxious. He snatched the bronze axe from Lu Yue's hand and said, "The fragments of the ruins will soon disintegrate. There is no time. You are too slow. Let me help you."

Lu Yue was filled with gratitude, but soon he remembered something, so he asked nervously, "Um... Peng Zu, I want to ask you something. Is the second generation of the longevity god who planted this fairy peach tree still alive?"

Peng Zu, who was chopping trees hard, paused slightly.

"Will he be angry if he knows we cut down his tree?"

Peng Zu turned his head and rolled his eyes without saying anything.

Lu Yue said guiltily: "Forget it, just pretend I didn't ask."

Finally, with Peng Zu's full help, Lu Yue successfully obtained the essence of the Fairy Peach Tree and escaped from the Longevity God Ruins just before the ruins fragments collapsed.

(End of this chapter)