The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals

Chapter 58
When Lu Taidi heard Han Rushuang's self-introduction, he loosened the rope a little bit to make him feel better, but the other two were not so lucky, so he tightened it a little more, and the pain made them sweat a lot. Beads protrude from the forehead, and there is no backstage as cold as frost, so I can only suffer...

"Senior Huang!? Your body...is as strong as a magic weapon, why..." Looking at the guru who lost his body in pain, Lu Taidi couldn't figure out how powerful the other party was able to destroy his body in an instant.

"Late stage! It's a late stage great monk! His clothes seem to come from the south of the sky! The bow and arrow in his hand are indestructible! The moment I entered my body, I was so numb that I almost couldn't even escape the Nascent Soul! It's the evil god thunder!" Nascent Soul exuding white light said bitterly.

He is not like ordinary mages, at worst, he will have another chance to seize his body after death, but he is different. The dharma body he has spent hundreds of years tempering is what he is most proud of. It's a pity that it was destroyed just like that. Can you not hate it?

"Senior Luo is still entangled with that person..." Lu Taidi said worriedly.

"I'm afraid it's more dangerous than good. Although he has many magic weapons to trap the enemy, how could he trap the big cultivator! I'm afraid this matter will... require him to come forward..."

"Who?" Lu Taidi asked suspiciously.

"Hey...you'll know! Who is this little guy who formed an alchemy!? We are so embarrassed! Why did you attract a big monk who has never shown himself in Tiannan to hunt down and kill you?" Huang's body trainer turned He vented his anger on Lin Feng, if he hadn't formed a golden core at such a young age, he would have wished to slap him to death.

"Senior Huang, his name is Fang Xiansheng, a member of the Nanqian tribe, let him meditate quietly for a while. He has just formed a golden core, and his realm is not very stable. If you have anything to say, let's talk about it when we go back!" Lu Tai's enemy fell in love with Lin Feng With a heart of talent, knowing that the practitioner surnamed Huang was angry just after losing his physical body, he tried to persuade him with kind words.

Looking at Daoren Luo, he temporarily trapped the puppet and the gold-eating worm, knowing that he would not be able to run away today. Instead of dying with everyone, it would be better to sacrifice himself and give others a chance to live.

Tremblingly, he took out a small white jade bottle from his storage bag. After he opened it, the fragrance of the medicine filled the bottle. He closed his eyes and drank the medicine in one gulp. His breath rose rapidly, and he reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul in a short while. .

But his face, neck and many other places showed thick white bones, which were obviously caused by the erosion of the medicine. This person actually relied on this unknown bottle of medicine to forcibly elevate his realm by burning the power of his soul.

At this time, the puppet has already broken through the dark cloud that the handkerchief turned into by relying on its strong mana and body.

The handkerchief floated slowly to the ground as if it lost its spirituality.

The two gold-eating insects had already bitten a hole in the gong and got out.

Just like that, they all looked at Luo Daoren without emotion.

Knowing that he was doomed, Taoist Luo asked unhurriedly, "Your Excellency, what is your name? I wonder if you know Han Li!? Your evil god thunder and gold devourer are exactly the same as him!"

Looking at the expressionless puppet Taoist Luo, he snorted and said:

"Although I don't know why you want to kill the person who formed the alchemy, but I think such a young alchemy stage must have scared you Tiannan? Hahahaha... Han Li has been ascending for more than 500 years, and he has not yet transformed into an alchemy. God monk, Ding Jiuheng has already died without a whole body, and Nangong Wanshouyuan has arrived. This time it is our turn to rise up in Mulan Grassland! And we are more than that, we also have a guide lamp to find help from the underworld, and we also have ……that person……"

"Who!?" The puppet spat out a word bluntly. He just wanted to keep this conversation and bring it to Lin Feng later.

"Hey hey hey...you will know when you die! Don't think you are so powerful!"

As soon as Luo Daoren finished speaking, he rushed towards the puppet, and at the same time bursts of golden light leaked from his body. This person was so strong that he knew that he was still no match after raising his cultivation level, and he actually wanted to explode himself to severely damage the person on the opposite side.

"Boom..." The deadly self-destruction power of the monks in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul was so terrifying. The air wave directly lifted the grassland for dozens of miles, and the violent explosion sound reached the ears of those who had fled before. There were Foundation Establishment cultivators, and they all stopped and stared blankly at the dazzling soaring flames.

After the green smoke dissipated, the original green grass had turned into scorched black, and a huge bottomless crater was left in the center of the explosion.

The puppet did not make any defensive gestures. The clothes on his body had been reduced to ashes, revealing his metallic skin. He took out another piece of clothes from his body and put them on again. The two gold-eating insects were also intact. Still flapping its wings in mid-air.

If Daoren Luo knew that he had only destroyed one set of clothes by destructing his Dharma Body and Nascent Soul, he might have come back to life again.

The puppet picked up the two storage bags left on the ground, took out a top-quality spirit stone and pressed it on his body to replace the one that was almost exhausted, and followed Lin Feng's previous instructions to the place where the formation was set up with the gold-eating worm. Nanqian tribe Fang Xiansheng's home destroyed all traces.

At the same time, in an underground secret room somewhere in the holy palace, a lamp sign of Daoren Luo's natal soul went out.

Xiaosi, who was on duty here, saw that a master's Yuanshen lamp was out of light, and he was so frightened that he ran to the elders' meeting without delay.

After only two days of going out, a guru died. After receiving the news, the head committee immediately confirmed the coordinates of Daoren Luo's incident, and sent two elders in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul to check it out. One of them was the elder Chu who issued the task. , I thought this matter was a very simple matter of killing and seizing treasure.

Unexpectedly, in order to investigate the cause of the death of his great-grandson in the foundation establishment period, a guru actually died, which made his old face unbearable, so the Zongshen master also sent him out.

……

After flying for more than a day, seeing no one chasing after him, both Lu Taidi and the man surnamed Huang breathed a sigh of relief, their tense nerves could finally relax, Lu Taidi said sadly: "It seems It’s because we can’t catch up, Senior Luo has dragged us for so long, I’m afraid something unexpected has happened... I hope his Nascent Soul can escape..."

"Childish! If you haven't reached this level, you may not be able to feel it. No matter how powerful a cultivator at the beginning of the Nascent Soul is, he will never be able to stop the great cultivator of the late stage by [-] breaths, unless... he sacrifices his life to hold him back!"

"There seems to be someone coming from ahead!" Lu Taidi sensed two auras, and they were flying towards this side.

The man surnamed Huang cast a glance and said, "Don't panic, it's Elder Chu and the others! Strange, what are they doing out of the city?"

(End of this chapter)