Guarding the mortal world for 300 years, I am invincible in the world

Chapter 210 Soul Strike, Heaven-reaching Means
how is this possible.

In front of Du Shicheng, Zhang Li was alone, standing in the empty clouds and mist, his figure was slightly illusory.

Around him, twelve bluish-gray attacks of various spirits and spirits were resisted three feet away.

A pale golden light curtain, with a faint halo, made those soul powers have nowhere to attach.

The mind-soul attack is the most troublesome, and what practitioners on Luo Wuzhou cannot face is because it is difficult to resist, and it is strange and inexplicable.

Many qi refiners on Luowuzhou encountered practitioners from Izumozhou, they would use their qi and blood power to turn them into protective barriers, and then rely on stronger physical combat methods than their opponents to quickly bully them into close combat.

Because the practitioners in Izumo Island are not only spiritual methods, but also their skills are not weak.

For the Qi refiners in Luo Wuzhou, only in close combat can they have a chance of winning.

At the same level, Qi Refiners may be weaker, but as long as they have more helpers, it is not difficult to counterattack.

But at this time, as Du Shicheng saw, not only did Zhang Li not rely on his own strength to bully him into melee combat, he didn't even draw his sword out of its sheath.

Shouldn't a swordsman draw his sword to kill the enemy?

"Divine Soul Combat Technique..."

Like a ghost, Du Shicheng stared wide-eyed at the blocked attacks around Zhang Li's body.

Zhang Li actually blocked the attacks of the twelve Izumo Island powerhouses with the means of spirit and soul.

Du Shicheng felt trembling all over just from the sense of the power of the souls emitted from the attacks of the twelve souls.

These twelve Izumo Island practitioners are at least at the peak of Foundation Establishment, and at least three of them are at the Golden Core Realm.

Such combat power was actually resisted by Zhang Li with the means of soul.

If he didn't know that Zhang Li was indeed an elite powerhouse on Luowuzhou, Du Shicheng would have doubted who was the practitioner on Izumozhou.

"Senior brother, this person has robbed me of the soul cultivation method of my Soul Control Dao Sect."

"This is the soul trap, this person must be removed!"

There was a sound of exclamation, and more than 20 figures broke through the illusion and surrounded Zhang Li.

Du Shicheng gritted his teeth, let out a low growl, and rushed out, towards the two figures in front of him.

"Young Master Zhang, let's go—"

"Lu Yangzong's army came to help—"

Wielding the long stick of green wood in his hand, the strong wind roared and smashed down. What Du Shicheng had to do at this time was to use himself as a bait to disrupt the rhythm of these Izumo Island practitioners.

Fight for a ray of life for Zhang Li.

"Hmph, ants." Feeling Du Shicheng's flying attack from behind, the Izumo Island practitioner standing in front let out a cold snort, his body glowing golden light.

Jindan realm!
He actually attacked and killed a Golden Core Realm who was good at soul attacks in Izumo Continent!

Du Shicheng showed despair on his face.

The golden light in front gathered into a net, enveloping Du Shicheng.

Du Shicheng knew that as long as he was covered by this golden light, his mind and soul would be captured, and he would become a puppet controlled by the other party without knowing his life or death.

He closed his eyes and smashed down the long stick with all his strength.

It was the only thing he could do at this moment.

Hundreds of feet away, there was a golden light in Zhang Li's eyes.

He didn't expect Du Shicheng to turn around and come to the rescue.

Although this rescue seemed ridiculous to him.

But in any case, others saved him with their own lives.

Everyone has only one life.

Raising his hand, Zhang Li spread out his palm.

At this moment, there was a breeze blowing in a radius of ten miles.

Soul suppression!

Suppressed by heaven and earth!

The soul power of the ninth layer of Zhang Li's golden elixir suppressed all the power within a ten-mile radius in an instant.

On the other side, the Earth Immortal, sword cultivator Zhao Pucheng, who had just been sealed by imperial edict, mobilized all the power of heaven and earth he could control, and directly deprived everyone except Zhang Li of the sense of this world.

At this moment, even a strong man at the half-step Nascent Soul Realm is running for his life here!
At the same time as heaven and earth suppressed, ten golden long needles with golden tail flames, one shining, shot through the bodies of ten Izumozhou practitioners across a distance of hundreds of feet.

The speed is too fast, so fast that no one can even use the means of defense.

The suppression is too strong, even if they want to resist, they can't resist.

Only the talismans and magic instruments of the five bodyguards shine spontaneously.

This is the power that can only be stimulated by Jindan realm and rare treasures.

But in front of the golden Soul Needle, these methods did not block even a thousandth breath.

Under the suppression of the soul and the heaven and the earth, the power that these defense methods can arouse is extremely limited.

"Bam—"

Du Shicheng's long stick slammed down, smashing the head of the Izumo Island practitioner who was in the Jindan state in front of him into a rotten melon, and his body was shattered.

When Du Shicheng opened his eyes, his face was full of bewilderment.

What did he do?
Where is this place?

"Thank you Brother Du for your help, Lu Yangzong, I will remember." Zhang Li's voice sounded and could be heard from ten miles away.

Those practitioners from Izumo Island who were shot through their bodies by the golden needles, and those who were frightened by the golden needles, all screamed in panic, turned and ran away.

Zhang Li let out a long laugh, and the long sword in his hand appeared in a stream of light. As soon as his body moved, he rushed into the illusory cloud and mist.

Only Du Shicheng was left with a confused face, holding the wooden stick in his hand tightly.

After a cup of tea, at least twenty figures rushed towards him.

"Senior Brother Du, Senior Brother Su is here!"

"Senior Brother Du, we are here to save you, you have to hold on!"

"Lu Yangzong, Hejin Sect is here together, the villains from Izumo Island will not be rampant—"

"Senior Brother Du—"

When all the figures rushed in front of Du Shicheng, they all looked blankly.

In front of Du Shicheng, lay a remnant body.

The dissipated blood and true energy, as well as the still strong aura of golden core, all showed that the body that was killed was a golden core.

There was still blood dripping from Du Shicheng's stick.

"Du, Junior Brother Du, this, did you kill this?" The young man led by Lu Yangzong looked at Du Shicheng and asked in surprise.

His name is Su Jianyang, and he is the number one elite of the Luyang Sect, with a first-level cultivation of the Golden Core Realm.

With his cultivation base, he can fight an Izumozhou Jindan Realm.

But it is difficult to fight and win.

As for beheading, that is impossible.

But Du Shicheng, his younger brother, is even more impossible!
It's not like he doesn't know the combat power of his own sect's junior brother.

"Perhaps, Mr. Zhang wounded him, and I have the chance to kill him..." Du Shicheng murmured blankly.

This should be the most reasonable explanation.

Su Jianyang turned his head and looked around, with a hint of horror in his eyes.

His own family asked for help, and he came to help with the Hejinmen elite who happened to meet.

According to the same sect, Zhang Li, the elite of Zhenyuezong, was besieged and killed by practitioners from Izumo Island here.

At least a few Jindan Realm powerhouses shot.

In such a situation, even the top few on the elite list would probably retreat and flee.

Su Jianyang and the others dared to come to the rescue after gathering so many people, in order to get Zhen Yuezong and a favor from Zhang Li.

Zhenyuezong is now the Dazong of Luowuzhou, and Zhang Li is also a well-known elite on the elite list.

It's just that they didn't expect that when they came here, they saw such a scene.

Regardless of whether the Golden Core Realm in front of him was killed by Du Shicheng, one thing is certain.

Zhang Li left safely under the siege of the Digital Golden Core Realm and many Izumo Island practitioners in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

How powerful is he?

Thinking of the voice he heard just ten miles away, Su Jianyang smiled.

Zhang Li inherited Lu Yangzong's favor.

"Junior Brother Du, I didn't expect you to have such combat power. From now on, among the descendants of my Lu Yangzong, you will be number one." Su Jianyang stretched out his hand to pat Du Shicheng's shoulder, and said with a smile.

"Hurry up, gather up the spoils, and we will help Mr. Zhang search out Yunzhou practitioners together."

Gather the loot.

Su Jianyang's words made everyone around look envious.

The spoils of war, all the treasures of a Jindan Realm.

What kind of opportunity is this for Du Shicheng who has only established a foundation?
Su Jianyang's words also made Du Shicheng smile.

At this time, Zhang Li was already on the hill more than ten miles away, and a sword light swung down, smashing the outer stellar energy of a practitioner from Izumo Island.

The last practitioner from Izumo Island who besieged him was killed.

With the attack method of the soul, these practitioners who are not the strongest at the second level of the golden core can't stand in front of him even a face-to-face.

With a gesture of raising his hand, a storage bag, a long black flag, and a few pieces of jade slips fell into Zhang Li's hands.

The long banner is a low-grade spiritual weapon, but it has been refined.

If you want to refine the spirit imprint on it, it will naturally damage the foundation of the spiritual weapon. After the refining is completed, it is estimated that it will only be at the level of a top-grade magic weapon, and it will be difficult to return it.

But after all, it is also a spiritual weapon, isn't it?
The same is true for the storage bag, the imprint of the soul is hard to wear off, and a careless move will trigger the hidden method in it, directly self-destructing.

However, Zhang Li's soul is so powerful, it is not difficult to break through the restriction of the storage bag, at most, some treasures will be lost.

Among the several jade slips, some are about practice methods, and some are about the secrets of the ancient battlefield.

Zhang Li waved his hand, and there were twelve magic weapons and spiritual weapons in various forms scattered in front of him.

There are more than 20 storage bags and dozens of jade slips of various colors.

This is the result of a war against siege.

Sure enough, killing is the most profitable way.

Regardless of the imprints of spirits and souls in these magic weapons, they are sold directly, and they are worth millions of spirit stones anyway.

If the imprint of spirit and soul in it is slowly worn away, the price can be more than five times higher.

The storage bag is sold directly, and the price will be different based on the cultivation level of the original owner.

In the black market in the practice world, there are many storage bags for sale after the owner's death.

It's just that most people don't do it.

After all, no one knows what treasures will be in the storage bag.

Another one, if the original owner of this storage bag has any relatives or friends from the same school, it will be a one-stop revenge and treasure hunt.

The storage bag and magic weapon were put away first, and Zhang Li checked all the jade slips, then frowned and pondered.

Some of these jade slips were brought by practitioners in Izumo Island, some were snatched from Qi refiners in Luowu Island, and some were found on ancient battlefields.

The jade slips are very complicated, some are martial arts and combat skills, but more are records of various messages.

Most of the people who carry these jade slips on their bodies are to compare and verify the situation in front of them at any time.

Combining all the maps and secrets in the jade slips, the ancient battlefield space with a radius of millions of miles gradually took shape in Zhang Li's mind.

"There are a total of 930 six ancient battlefield relics, of which 85 are the ones with the highest level of battle, the most tragic, the most hidden treasures, and the most dangerous."

"Each of these 85 places has the opportunity to obtain treasures of the ancient inheritance and high-grade spiritual weapons."

"However, below the fifth floor of the golden core, there is even more danger of falling."

"There are 28 passages in Izumozhou, and there are 360 ​​large and small stations."

"Among the practitioners in Izumo Island, the strongest is the sixth level of Jindan."

"The cultivators of Izumo Island are on the ancient battlefield, and what they are looking for are a few treasures left behind from the ancient times..."

The numerous messages were extracted, and the golden light in Zhang's eyes shone brighter.

Integrate all useful information and choose the route that suits you best.

"There are three large ancient battlefields, I can go and see them."

"There are also four places in the passage of Izumo Island that I can explore."

"There are eleven stations for practitioners from Izumo Island along the route."

"Looking for the treasure of Izumozhou, there are two ancient battlefield relics that are very likely."

Putting away all the jade slips, Zhang Li pondered for a moment, and a jade tablet appeared in his palm.

This is the jade card held in his hand, which can connect with his own family and the elites of the alliance sect within a small range.

Holding the jade tablet, streaks of golden light intersect, and a spirit pattern emerges.

Through the spirit pattern, Zhang Li selected some unimportant ones for his future travel route and spread them.

In this way, He Kun and the others will know their route and will catch up.

The elites of other alliance sects need to judge, which alliance sect sent this message, and whether it is worth following up.

In the ancient battlefield, because of the fog, it is difficult to travel, and the practitioners of Izumo Island have remnants everywhere. It is a difficult decision to choose which route and where to go.

After sending out the message, Zhang Li didn't stay any longer and walked forward quickly.

Not far away, shadowy remnants rushed towards him.

Some of these remnant souls were transformed by Qi refiners in Luowuzhou after their deaths, and some were left behind by fallen practitioners in Izumozhou.

Seeing the remnant souls surrounding him, a remnant sword appeared in Zhang Li's hand.

Above the remnant sword, a phantom emerged.

Without a pause, a golden sealing talisman fell, covering the phantom on the long sword.

A moment later, an old man in a light golden robe bowed to Zhang Li.

"Wu Tu has met the master."

In a radius of ten miles, the wind blows and shakes.

This time, Zhang Li could clearly feel the change in the power of his virtue above the sea of ​​consciousness.

On the ancient battlefield, there are also merits gathered.

It seems that the conferring of the remnant soul is also considered a merit of heaven and earth.

It's just that the power of heaven and earth in this ancient battlefield has long dissipated, without rules and constraints, it seems weak, and the feeling of the previous imperial seal is not obvious.

Looking at the remnant souls who stopped around, and then at the Immortal Chifeng who bowed in front of him, a smile appeared on Zhang Li's face.

No amount of merit is too much.

"I leave this place to you." Zhang Li said softly.

Wu Tu nodded, turned around, layers of golden light spilled from his hands.

Imperially enshrined Shinto dependents.

After a while, hundreds of remnants of the remnant souls dispersed, and went to bury the broken armor, the jade slips, books, spirit stones, and some objects that were useless. send it.

Searching for ancient battlefields like this is much easier than going through it slowly by yourself.

For the understanding of the ancient battlefield, who can compare with these remnant souls who have lived here for countless thousands of years?

Zhang Li looked at the hill piled up in front of him with great interest.

How can outsiders experience the joy of picking up treasures?

Half a quarter of an hour later, Zhang Li moved forward again after gathering all the things he liked.

"Hey, the alliance sect is asking for help?"

After walking for several miles, he looked at the jade tablet in his palm.

On the jade tablet, a light red streamer flashed.

Looking up to the left, after a moment of thought, Zhang Li reached out and made a move.

Wu Tu's figure appeared.

"Show me the scene at the edge of your God's Domain."

Zhang Li opened his mouth.

Wu Tu nodded and pressed his hand, and a light curtain rose in front of him, revealing more than a dozen figures.

"The practitioners from Luo Wuzhou intercepted and killed the practitioners from Luo Wuzhou?" Zhang Li whispered with a calm expression.

(End of this chapter)