Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

As she spoke, she looked at Song Xuan again and said seriously, "Daoyou, as long as you are willing to sell it, you can name your price for this demon pet!"

Song Xuan looked at her curiously and frowned, "You don't recognize me?"

The old woman was stunned when she heard this, and subconsciously looked at Song Xuan, wondering: "Should I recognize you?"

Song Xuan was silent for a moment.

He has risen to prominence in this world of all spirits for too short a time, so it is normal that some old monsters do not know him. After all, not everyone has a powerful intelligence network like the ancestor Yao Qing.

However, this old woman didn't even recognize him, Song Xuan, so she probably wasn't a powerful character. He didn't bother to talk any more and simply waved his hand and said, "No, fellow Daoist, please get out of the way!"

"Ok?"

The red-robed old woman's expression immediately turned extremely gloomy. "I spoke to you in a respectful manner. I wanted to be polite and not make things awkward, but since you are unwilling to be respectful, then I will help you be respectful!"

As she finished speaking, a blood-red rope appeared in her hand, and she sneered, "In the past, if I met a cultivator of the same level, I would not want to offend him.

But now, I have been searching for opportunities here for over a hundred years, and I was lucky enough to obtain this treasure. There are really few Mahayana cultivators of the same level who I can take seriously."

As she spoke, she snapped her fingers and shouted softly, "Tie up the immortal rope, go!"

With a sudden sound, the blood-red rope shot up into the sky like a long red dragon, like a red alien creature. In the blink of an eye, it ignored the spatial distance and even ignored Song Xuan's protective sword light, and had already wrapped around his body.

"what?"

Song Xuan exclaimed in surprise. This was the first time he had encountered such a special treasure that could ignore defense.

"Haha, you didn't expect that, did you?"

The old woman laughed sinisterly and said, "This treasure is an immortal weapon. Even though it has been broken and lost most of its spiritual power, it is still not much weaker than a supreme treasure.

Once you are tied up by the Immortal Binding Rope, even if you are an old monster at the peak of Mahayana cultivation, all your magical powers will be locked up, and you won’t be able to use any magical powers at all!

I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it!

In that case, you and your demon pet will become my cauldron together!"

Song Xuan felt the force of the rope on his body and couldn't help but smile, "It is indeed a good treasure. If it were intact, I would really be in big trouble.

But unfortunately, now..."

He chuckled softly, and heard the sound of bones rubbing against each other in his body. At the same time, there was even an inexplicable murmur of gods, as if countless gods had awakened in Song Xuan's body at this moment.

Click!

Song Xuan's body trembled, and the so-called immortal rope that had bound him broke with a bang. Before it hit the ground, it turned into dust and fell to the ground like debris that had decayed for billions of years.

Dusting himself off, Song Xuan looked at the dazed old woman and chuckled, "I have to say, you're the first one to capture me as a cauldron!"

Chapter 849 Don’t talk, just swallow it!

Song Xuan was very satisfied with the old woman's vision, but he was very dissatisfied with the old woman's appearance.

So, Lord Song took action.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he clenched his fist with one hand. The acupoints in his body made a roaring sound, and then a red fist light broke through the air.

He did not mobilize his immortal power. An old witch who was not even a peak Mahayana cultivator was not worth his immortal power.

Bang!

A punch landed, hitting the old woman directly.

There was a deafening rumbling sound as this punch directly shattered dozens of the opponent's body guards. Fragments of various ancient treasures floated in the air and scattered everywhere.

The old woman vomited blood and flew backwards. Her own strength was average in Song Xuan's opinion, but she relied on the defense of a bunch of treasures to barely avoid being killed instantly.

This made Song Xuan feel a little interesting.

One of them is an old-fashioned Mahayana-level existence. He has collected a lot of treasures in this place where immortals are buried. He can actually withstand his punch and survive. It is really extraordinary.

Song Xuan found it interesting, but the old woman's scalp was tingling and she was extremely frightened.

Those treasures were all fragments of immortal artifacts that she had searched for in the Burial Ground of Immortals for hundreds of years. Although they were all broken, they were many times stronger than ordinary ancient treasures.

But in the end, these protective treasures that seemed indestructible to her could not even withstand a single blow from the mysterious old monster in black.

What kind of monster had she provoked?

At this moment, her body was flying backwards. In panic, her pupils contracted and she suddenly let out a shrill roar.

"help me!"

The moment the roar sounded, a black light rushed over from behind Song Xuan, carrying a cold murderous intent, and slapped Song Xuan on the back with a palm.

Song Xuanli ignored the attack from behind him. Looking at the old woman flying backwards, he raised his hand and slapped her again.

The old woman screamed and tried to resist, but she felt her whole body stagnate, and then she felt her body shattered uncontrollably with a bang.

As the old woman's body collapsed with a loud bang, her soul was about to escape holding the Dao Fruit, but Song Xuan raised his hand and grabbed it in mid-air, and the old woman's soul was directly grasped in his hand.

Bang!

At this moment, the black light coming from behind finally hit him.

...

Daozi Chen is the Taoist partner of the old woman in red. The two of them have been staying in this place where immortals are buried for over a hundred years.

Normally they search for treasure on their own, but when they encounter trouble they will join forces to kill the enemy.

As Mahayana cultivators, one of them was in the open while the other was hiding in the dark. The old woman was responsible for attracting the enemy's attention, while he waited for the opportunity and chose the right time to assassinate.

With the cooperation of the two, and the unexpected use of the old woman's immortal binding rope, they have even killed no less than five Mahayana monsters over the years. In this place where immortals are buried, the two of them are notorious.

The old woman likes to tie people up and then take their essence, absorbing the essence of her prey for her own use. However, Chen Daozi is different. He kills people simply because he likes killing and enjoys the pleasure of killing cultivators of the same level.

Looking at the surprised look on the face of the old monster who was in the Mahayana stage like himself and whose body was smashed into pieces by his sneak attack, his whole body and his soul felt an extremely strong sense of pleasure.

And when this emotion accumulates to a certain level, it can even improve his own understanding.

So, after sensing the old woman's distress signal, he rushed over immediately, not to save people, but to kill people.

The enemy who could make that crazy woman ask for help must be a powerful old monster. If he could assassinate him through a sneak attack, with his state of mind sublimated, perhaps he could further enhance his level of comprehension of the laws and step into the peak Mahayana realm in one fell swoop!

boom!

After sensing that his fist had hit the target, Chen Daozi revealed a ferocious smile.

This punch, the power of eight thousand years, has killed countless souls. No one has survived after being ambushed. The move is a sure kill!

Boy, what can you use to stop it?

Hehehe, become the ghosts of my ancestor's subordinates and help me to achieve enlightenment and ascend step by step by step by step on your corpses!

Chen Daozi was cheering in his heart, and the grim smile on his lips was not concealed at all.

Explode, crack, and let the dazzling blood-red fireworks bloom!

I, the ancestor, will, as I have done in the past, bathe in the blood of powerful enemies, appreciate the most beautiful scenes in the world, and further transform my soul!

But the next moment, the smile on Chen Daozi's face froze. He seemed to sense something, looked at the figure in front of him, and slowly turned his head.

The two looked at each other briefly. Then, without any hesitation, Chen Daozi suddenly jumped up like a spring, and at a speed even faster than when he came, he turned into a black light and fled away in an instant.

The speed was so fast that Xiaoqing was stunned.

After a brief moment of surprise, Xiao Qing hurriedly said, "Song Xuan, chase him! This guy attacked you by surprise, you can't let him go!"

"No need!"

Song Xuan waved his hand, showing no intention of chasing after him.

"why?"

Xiaoqing was a little puzzled. After some time of contact, she thought she had understood Song Xuan's personality.

In the eyes of this sister, the young man looks easy-going and generous like a gentleman, but in fact he is very stingy at heart. If others provoke him, they will definitely suffer revenge tenfold or a hundredfold.

But at this moment, after being attacked by a surprise attack and slapped, he didn't even have the slightest intention of chasing after and beating up the other person. Could it be that he has changed his personality?

But the next moment, she seemed to have thought of something and asked nervously, "Did that palm strike hurt you?"

"no!"

Song Xuan shook his head and smiled, "Will you get hurt just because of a gust of wind blowing from behind?"

Xiaoqing heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this, but she was even more puzzled. "Since you weren't hurt, why did you let this person go?"

"Because he's dead!"

Song Xuan had no intention of explaining. Seeing that Xiaoqing was about to open her mouth to ask, he raised his hand impatiently and stuffed the old woman's soul in his palm directly into the little green snake's mouth.

"Don't talk, just swallow it!"

"Woooo..."

Xiaoqing's mouth was stuffed full and she could only make humming sounds.

Although she was stuffed full, Xiaoqing did not feel disgusted, but rather felt a little touched.

This is the primordial spirit and the fruit of the Tao of an old Mahayana-level being, and he just gave it to a little snake demon like that.

Brother, I was wrong. I will never say you are stingy again.

You are so generous. You put this thing in your mouth. After she refines it, it can save her at least a thousand years of hard training.

She is one step closer to her goal of ascending to the upper realm and finding her sister!

Good man, my brother-in-law is such a good man.

It's just that your actions were a bit too simple and crude. If you wanted to give me something good, you should at least tell me in advance so that I could be mentally prepared.

Without saying anything, just stuffing it in, this is too rude!

Chapter 850 Being targeted

Chen Daozi had never been so frightened in his entire life.

Even when he had ambushed and plotted against his master, refined all of his master's magical powers, and used his master's wife as a furnace and sucked her to death, he had never been so panicked, nervous, and frightened.

He had never thought that with his current level of cultivation, he could mobilize his eight thousand years of skills to launch a sneak attack with a killing punch, which would be like a tickle on a person and would not have any effect at all.

escape!

escape!

Run away quickly!

At this moment, his mind was filled with only one thought, which was to escape, the farther the better!

Not until he felt exhausted and didn't know where he had escaped to did he drag his tired body against a tombstone, gasping for breath.

When he stopped at this moment, he felt a little itchy in his throat. He couldn't help but open his mouth, and with a "puff" sound, a mouthful of black blood spurted out.

When this mouthful of blood spurted out, it was as if some button had been pressed on his body. Dense cracks began to appear all over his body, and streaks of blood began to seep out along these cracks.

This was not the most horrifying thing. The injuries on the surface of his body were not enough. What really terrified him were his internal organs. When he looked inside, he saw that they had already rotted into a pool of minced meat, and all the meridians and acupoints in his body were completely necrotic.

It would have been fine if his physical body was destroyed, but Chen Daozi discovered in despair that his soul, like his physical body, began to crack continuously, and his Dao Fruit became even dimmer and began to disintegrate layer by layer!

"It's over!"

Chen Daozi closed his eyes in despair. For the old monsters in the Mahayana period, death is actually not an easy thing.

If the physical body is damaged, it can be possessed by another body and refined again.

Even if the primordial spirit is shattered, it can be revived and reborn by relying on the consciousness of the Tao Fruit.

Even if the Dao Fruit is broken, as long as the Primordial Spirit has not completely collapsed, it can be repaired and reunited later. As long as there is a little chance, it is difficult for an old monster in the Mahayana stage to die completely.

But unfortunately, his body is now disintegrating, his soul is shattering, and his Tao fruit is disintegrating, and he is unable to repair it at all. He is powerless to save himself and can only wait for death.

He leaned against the tombstone, recalling the feeling after he punched the mysterious old monster in black robe.

He felt that his punch did not hit anyone, but he felt like a meteor, crashing into an unknown and mysterious world.

The feeling of powerlessness and panic had already clearly emerged in his heart the moment his fist fell. This was why he chose to escape without hesitation almost immediately.

Unfortunately, no matter how fast he ran, it was too late.

He could not forget the look in the other person's eyes when he turned his head and looked at him.

There was no pity, no gloating, but more surprise and confusion.