Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 290 How is it impossible?

"Oh!"

Chen Mu was chopped down seven times by the Jade Axe Monk, and fell thousands of feet, and finally crashed into a barren mountain near the Liu family's spiritual vein.

No one knew how deep the desolate mountain was, leaving only a bottomless hole on the surface. Within the hole, no breath could be heard for a moment, and a dead silence reigned...

"Brother, is he... is he okay?"

Seeing this, Lin Shuyun became distracted, and his magic and spiritual weapon attacks slowed down. He sent a voice message to Shi Xin and asked.

As soon as she relaxed, Shi Xin's pressure suddenly increased. He gritted his teeth and said, "Junior Brother Chen is lucky. He won't die here!"

Having said that, it can be seen from his expression that he is not quite sure, and he feels that Chen Mu is probably in danger.

After all, with the Jade Axe cultivator's attack power, even a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator like him wasn't sure he could withstand it safely...

"Get out of here!"

Niu Dali's eyes were red, and his upper robe had already been stretched open, revealing his strong body as if possessed by a dragon.

He was originally on the defensive, but at this moment he threw out a straight punch without any regard for anything. Between the dark light, streaks of blood appeared!
"court death……"

Faced with such an attack, the monk named Du was not angry but happy.

If Niu Dali focused on defense, it would not be easy for him to win, but now he has a good opportunity to win in one fell swoop.

"No matter how desperately a country bumpkin fights, he can't compare to the magical seeds of a great clan like us..."

He sneered, and then the fire patterns on his body suddenly lit up, and even the ancient fire symbol between his eyebrows was faintly lit.

An extremely strong feeling of heat spread out, and a powerful feeling filled my heart.

"die!"

The two fists collided, and the place where they touched fell silent for a moment.

Both of them had fierce looks in their eyes, and it was obvious that they had tried their best!

"despair!"

A soft sound was heard, but in an instant it turned into a rolling wave of sound that swept across the place, deafening.

The cultivator named Du retreated a hundred steps in the air, the fire patterns on his body flickered, and his expression was full of shock.

"What kind of evil magic is it that can compete with my Heavenly Fire Mysterious Body!"

Niu Dali naturally would not help him solve the problem. He also retreated violently at this time, but he did not force himself to stabilize himself. Instead, he used this force to turn around and rush straight to the place where Chen Mu disappeared.

Judging from its trajectory, it wants to stop the male cultivator named Zhong.

It was a pity that he was chasing with all his might, but the male cultivator named Zhong was also running at full speed, and he was several breaths behind, so he was unable to intercept him for a while.

A strong wind whistled past, and the male cultivator named Zhong looked tense and nervous. He ignored Niu Dali behind him, and the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

In the blink of an eye, the male cultivator named Zhong arrived at the barren mountain. Without even thinking about it, all the three spiritual swords beside him flew out and slashed straight along the big hole!

He was unwilling to miss any opportunity to redeem himself, even if he would be ridiculed afterwards...

"The victor is the king and the loser is the bandit. In the end, I will win..."

"Rumble..."

The three swords were swung out simultaneously, and the powerful force had already triggered a fault in the middle of the mountain before it even touched the target, and a crack as thick as a python appeared in the middle.

Amidst the dull sound, the entire barren mountain nearly split apart. The enormous momentum and the smoke and debris rising into the sky temporarily obscured everyone's vision.

"do you died?"

From the spiritual sense, there was no sign of life in the smoke, the male cultivator named Zhong thought to himself.

"Withstanding Ming Zhang's Seven Absolute Axes...it's hard to survive, right?"

Even though he clearly called out his name, he was not willing to become an enemy.

As early as when he was in the sect, Ming Zhang had made a great name for himself with the Seven Axes of the Supreme Heaven and was almost included in the title of Seven Sons of the Taoist Palace.

It was a pity that his lineage didn't have a Jindan elder, so he had to give up the status and resources that were about to be obtained... "Shameless bastard!"

Suddenly there was a loud shout, and the male cultivator named Zhong couldn't help but tremble and turned around to look.

However, Niu Dali, who arrived late, looked sad and angry. When his brows were tightened, a mysterious light suddenly flashed all over his body, and then gathered behind him, turning into the shadow of a wild bull.

"Take your life!"

The punch was thrown out like thousands of bulls charging. The tremendous force made the male cultivator named Zhong terrified before it even made contact.

He could sense that if he were hit by this punch, he would surely die...

"boom!"

A jade axe appeared in an instant, and with a loud bang, it blocked Niu Dali's furious punch.

The male cultivator surnamed Zhong finally breathed a sigh of relief and said with a look of relief, "Thank you, Senior Brother Ming, for your help..."

"Junior Brother Zhong, be careful!"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Monk Jade Axe, whose expression suddenly changed.

The male cultivator named Zhong's heart skipped a beat, and as if inspired, he subconsciously lunged forward.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of rushing water was heard quietly, but the evil sword flew out of the air.

The male cultivator named Zhong felt a chill passing through his back. He raised his eyes and immediately saw the Quexie Sword. He turned around in horror.

The billowing smoke slowly dissipated, quietly revealing a slender figure with a watery air.

It was Chen Mu in a tattered white robe!

"You're not dead! How is it possible..."

The male cultivator named Zhong's eyes were bloodshot, as if he had seen a ghost.

Being able to take on Ming Zhang's Seven Absolute Heaven Axes in the early stages of foundation building, if he were in their sect, he would definitely be selected as one of the Seven Sons of the Dao Palace...

"How is it impossible?"

Chen Mu smiled coldly, and with a slight movement in his heart, the evil sword drew a semicircle and turned around, slashing towards the male cultivator named Zhong again.

The small jade shield he had just received was already shattered, and the Xuanguang Crane Pattern Wall he had practiced not long ago was slashed and broken several times, making it impossible to summon it again in the short term. Even his body was covered in hidden injuries. Fortunately, his foundation in Taoism was solid, so he was not completely powerless to move...

With so many trump cards played, how could it be impossible...

The male cultivator surnamed Zhong naturally had no idea what he was thinking. He was shocked to see the evil sword coming at him, and he was already aware of it. He hurriedly tried to persuade him:
"Fellow Daoist, please do not be impulsive. I am a disciple of a great sect and I can guarantee your acceptance into our sect. With your aptitude and strength, the path to the Golden Core is right before your eyes!"

"I can also drink and chat with you, and we can be pillars of support for each other in the sect, and I will definitely help fellow Taoists to have a clear path..."

"what!"

The male cultivator named Zhong's eyes were dazed, and while he was trying to persuade her, he did not forget to dodge the sharp flying sword. However, his magic power was running low, and the Three Elements Spirit Sword was no longer capable of defense.

Fortunately, he had hidden quite a few spiritual weapons and talismans, and he threw them out one after another without any regret, just to delay for a moment.

Looking at the rare items one after another, Chen Mu secretly clicked his tongue: "He is really a cultivator from a big sect. He doesn't seem to need spirit stones for low-level spiritual tools and second-level spiritual talismans..."

Saved by the background, the male cultivator named Zhong finally waited for the cultivator named Du.

Just now, the male cultivator named Du was repelled by Niu Dali, and he almost caused trouble due to his momentary distraction.

"If Junior Brother Zhong dies because of me..."

Suddenly remembering his master's favoritism, the male cultivator named Du felt his heart sink and hurriedly raised his fist to block the evil sword in front of him.

"Brother Du, save me!"

The male cultivator named Zhong threw out another second-level talisman, and took advantage of the interval to quickly escape behind the cultivator named Du, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, a flash of resentment flashed in his eyes, and his tone changed: "Brother Du, kill this beast, and I will ask Master to take you to the Hanjiang Water Palace!"

(End of this chapter)