The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals

Chapter 33 The Battle (Part [-])
The power of the Three Flames Fan is huge, and the flames cover half of the sky, as if a thick thunderstorm cloud is layered on people who can't breathe. taste.

The light of the three-color flame pierced the tranquility of the city and illuminated every corner of Xuwang City. Everyone looked at the flame cloud in the sky, and the terrifying breath oppressed everyone from the depths of their souls.

Seeing that it was inevitable, He Xianshou summoned the bronze snake and returned to his body in an instant. Countless runes from the ancient demon world gathered around him, as if he was performing a secret technique to improve his strength, and the black torch in the tower also disappeared. It didn't appear directly in his hand.

I saw him stretching his hand into the pitch-black flame of the torch, absorbing the energy of the real devil, his body size soared dozens of times to become a giant, and when he stepped on the ground, the whole earth trembled , and then he swallowed the torch in one gulp.

The three-color flames had already swept in at this time, and the moment He Xian swallowed the torch, his skin was cracked inch by inch, and strong devilish energy was radiating from the cracks, which turned black and purple in color because it was too thick.

He Xianshou stopped his figure, turned around to face the three-color flame, and planned to resist the blow again.

Nangong Wan was overjoyed, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, He Xian suddenly felt uncomfortable, but it was too late to run away.

The three-color flames in half of the sky shrank into a slender flame arrow at an extremely fast speed, and there was a whistling sound in the air. All the power of the three-flame fan was concentrated on this arrow. Nangong Wan made the strongest blow, and the flame The speed of the arrow increased a little more and stabbed towards He Xian's hand.

Originally, he planned to use this to offset part of the power of the flames because of his inflated body size. How could he have thought that Nangong Wan would concentrate the power of the Three Flame Fans on one point at this time.

Lin Feng also didn't know about her move. He knew about Han Li's Three Flame Fan, but he didn't expect this fan to be developed by Nangong Wan in a new way, concentrating the power of the three-color flames at one point and turning them into flame arrows. It is also difficult for the old monster of Huashen to resist this arrow.

He Xianshou's pupils constricted and his eyes were full of horror. He didn't expect Nangong Wan to cultivate such a stunt during his imprisonment.

The moment the three-color flame arrow touched his body, it passed through without any hindrance, leaving a transparent blood hole. After leaving the body, the arrow turned back and pierced again. A few beams of light and shadow interspersed, and then hundreds of holes were left on the giant's body.

The demon energy dissipated, and the giant's eyes were empty, and he fell to the ground, crushing a large area of ​​houses. Nangong Wan killed him within a few breaths.

But she was still staring at the huge corpse, the puppet once again fully drew the Thunder Fire Bow, and the arrows of the Golden Thunder Bamboo crackled and released the evil god thunder to aim at the corpse of He Xianshou on the ground.

After a while, the huge corpse began to rot and pus, the strong stench was extremely disgusting, and there were bursts of black smoke.

Suddenly a strange black Nascent Soul emerged from its body with only one head exposed, and the Golden Thunder Bamboo Arrow flew out of the string, with a sound of "咻" and a burst of sound piercing through the air.

The black Nascent Soul teleported to tens of miles away. I saw this Nascent Soul holding a small bronze snake in its arms, carrying the huge battle ax on its back, and holding the pitch-black torch in its right hand. It was He Xianshou himself. The Golden Thunder Bamboo Arrow fell into the air and shot at the giant corpse, and the Evil Resisting Divine Thunder was released from the arrow body, crackling to cleanse away the demonic energy, and the stench in the air was immediately reduced by a few points.

Lin Feng broke his mind to lock the space with his delusional eyes to prevent him from escaping. The black Nascent Soul's face darkened with horror, but Lin Feng only lasted for one breath before his mana was exhausted. After shooting, the black Nascent Soul teleported to another direction and shot again.

Then the black Nascent Soul flickered several times before disappearing without a trace, and he escaped smoothly.

Nangong Wan opened the three-flame fan again and made a move towards the three-color flame arrow. The arrow seemed to have a spirituality and returned back into the fan.

Due to the great power of this arrow, and this is one of the largest cities in the Jin Dynasty, if it loses control and lets it fly, it will eventually explode. The huge power may cause countless casualties. Nangong Wan had to spend a lot of mana to take it back.

At the moment when the arrow entered the fan, Nangong Wan couldn't help but fainted due to excessive mana overdrawn, and fell from the air. Nangong Zhi quickly stepped forward to catch it, and the mother and daughter reunited in the air, and the breeze blew by , Lifting the corners of the skirts of the second daughter, the fairy air fluttered, and everyone was stunned.

Many monks who came out of the cage returned to the world again, and they all bowed slightly to Nangong Wan to express their gratitude.

The God of Medicine Sect was almost completely destroyed in this battle. Everyone outside received the news that Old Demon Han had returned to his original plane. They were all scared and hid in the corner and never dared to reveal their face. He Xian's hand was destroyed and lost. There is no trace, there is also a great monk in the late Nascent Soul who was wiped out physically and spiritually, and another big monk escaped with only Nascent Soul left.

Nangong Zhiheng carried her mother back to the Ruyi Inn, and set up several sets of restrictions to prevent people from disturbing her. Lin Feng carefully looked at Nangong Wan's face. Is this Han Li's immortal companion?Although she is over a thousand years old, she still looks like a girl, her skin is delicate, and her pointed chin sets off her pink lips, which are not at all mortal, like sisters with Nangong Zhiwan.

Lin Feng told Nangong Zhi what had happened on the side. Lu You was also a member of the God of Medicine Sect, and he was brought there to refine the Foundation Establishment Pill. After that, Liu Chunfeng forcibly left him behind.

Later, he discovered a strange thing. There was not a single alchemist in the entire alchemy sect that was in charge of the world's medicines. It was empty like a dead place. where?
The strange thing is that medicines have been continuously sent out from the pill gate of the God of Medicine Sect in the past 100 years. How did this happen?

"There is no alchemist? The medicines sent out are also effective. I have also taken healing medicines and medicines to improve the realm, and I don't think there is anything strange?" Nangong Zhi couldn't believe what he said.

The way of alchemy in this world is sealed. If so many alchemists are all dead, all the immortal cultivators in this world will stop at the Qi refining stage within a thousand years, and there will be few foundation-building monks, and the alchemy monks will be... The topmost existence that is rare in ten thousand years.

"What on earth does He Xianshou want to do? Although he is a demon cultivator, he doesn't want to destroy the way of cultivating immortals in this world, right?" Nangong Zhi didn't quite understand what the Yao Shenzong did, and He Xianshou wasn't the only one , and there are so many late-stage monks in the world of cultivating immortals, don't they want to ascend to the world of spirits?Without alchemists, without the assistance of elixir, how can we attack the realm of transforming gods.

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