Taoist help me live forever

Chapter 67
Just when the outside world was killing corpses all over the field and turning the world upside down.

Under the ruins of the brick wall.

Yu Xian's eyes were closed tightly, his breathing had completely stopped, and he turned to internal breathing circulation, his blood, mana, and spiritual consciousness seemed to be completely silent.

Even if a Foundation Establishment cultivator scanned him carefully with his spiritual sense, he would at most find that it was a well-preserved corpse.

Because he witnessed the old man's ferocity, and saw the blood web devouring people, even though he was a foundation-building monk of the same level, Yu Xian was still panicked to death.

For him, the harvest of this trip was unsatisfactory.

He already has a simple understanding of the combat power and battle mode of the foundation-building monks, which is enough to digest and absorb for a period of time.

Aside from other things, just rely on the old man's previous move to limit Reiatsu.

Yu Xian was only touched by the aftermath, and he also truly felt the mysterious changes in the divine consciousness.

Compared with the fact that he only used his spiritual sense as an upgraded version of his spiritual sense before, the old man performed it face to face, telling him another wonderful use of his spiritual sense.

It's not shameful to steal a teacher.

But the moment Jiang Xuanwu appeared on the stage, warning signs appeared in Yu Xian's mind.

This is an extremely dangerous character.

Once he finds out that he is a foundation-building cultivator who stays out of the way, he will most likely die!
Since coming to the mortal world, the wind has been going smoothly, and the leisure time that is always the first in running, feels for the first time what is life and death crisis.

In life and death, there is great terror, but also great opportunity.

In this extreme pressure.

Yu Xian suddenly found that his comprehension of Qi Containing Art was actually rising steadily, reaching the realm of perfection.

There are even flashes of inspiration in my mind, it seems that there is still something perfect in the Qi Condensation Art.

In his mind, a body cultivation technique from the mortal world that he had obtained in the King Fu's secret room appeared in his mind.

This exercise is called Turtle Breath Hundred Years Exercise, and it talks about a technique that imitates the breath of a hundred-year-old tortoise, which can effectively reduce one's own energy consumption.

At the time of maturity, the heart beats slowly when sleeping, and it looks like an old turtle. It is not a problem to live a hundred years in good health.

At this moment, Yu Xian took the essence and blended it into his own Qi Containing Art, and it has a miraculous effect.

He was confident that even the spiritual consciousness of a monk at the peak of Foundation Establishment had looked at him carefully, and he couldn't find any difference between him and the corpse beside him.

As for whether the real Jindan can find out, he has never seen the real Jindan, so he dare not guarantee it, but it must have a certain effect.

However, because of the crude trauma, once this secret technique is cast, he cannot move.

But it is enough.

There are tens of thousands of corpses on the ground right now, and he is just a drop in the ocean. If someone still finds the corpse whipped, it is his fate, no wonder others.

After Yu Xian performed this second-order restraining qi formula, his mentality seemed to be the same as that of an old turtle, and all thoughts of nervousness and fear in his heart were suppressed.

He is now a stone, still being changed by the vicissitudes of the outside world.

Yu Xian opened his eyes silently, and saw a golden light flashing in the sky, and then heard an exclamation of "Jiang Patriarch".

A middle-aged man grabbed the foundation-building elite Lin Jiaerlang in his eyes and fell slowly.

"Patriarch Jiang?"

Even if Yu Xian was once a little spirit farmer, he had heard about the reputation of Jiang Patriarch.

He is the first foundation cultivator in Shangyang City, and one of the most promising people in Shangyang City to break through the golden core realm.

Facing such characters, Yu Xian silently lowered his eyelids, not even daring to give him another look.

He just wants to finish it now.

When the body is cleaned up later, it's best to carry him away together.

But the next moment.

Yu Xian was shocked all over, and almost quit the turtle's breathing state because of this, leaking out his breath.

He raised his eyes and saw through the cracks in the masonry, the dark clouds that suddenly gathered in the sky, and the thunder that was bred in the clouds.

Four big characters suddenly appeared in his mind—Golden Core Thunder Tribulation!
……

"Golden Core Thunder Tribulation!"

Lin Zhen was stunned, looking at Patriarch Jiang with disbelief in his eyes.

"The mortal world's spiritual energy is exhausted, and it is difficult to replenish mana. You are crazy! How dare you survive the thunder disaster here?"

Jiang Xuanwu looked indifferent, raised his head with his hands behind his back, and looked at the thunder robbery gathered in the sky, his aura rose little by little.

At the same time, the secret spiritual consciousness swept the surrounding void over and over again to prevent a second Lin Zhen from appearing to take advantage of it.

"Young Lin family, you misunderstood my Golden Core Dao, and today I will use you as a sacrifice to help me!"

Jiang Xuanwu stretched out his hand and sucked it, and Lin Zhen felt as if his mana, energy, blood and even his soul were being pulled away.

"This is not the Jiang family's spell, you have entered the magic way!"

Lin Zhen roared, trying to stop Jiang Xuanwu from plundering him.

"It's an honor for you to be able to die under the blood-transforming magic skill of the Taiyin Demon Sect."

Jiang Xuanwu said lightly: "The more you resist, the more painful you will be. Although your Sanyang spirit body is not a top-level spirit body, it is enough to block the first thunder disaster for me."

The voice just fell.

boom!
A web of lightning tore through the sky and arrived instantly.

A shield of energy and blood appeared around Jiang Xuanwu's body. If one looked carefully, the energy of the shield of energy and blood was actually provided by Lin Zhen.

"Jiang Patriarch, do you think you really caught me?"

"Now that the thunder disaster has arrived, the victory will eventually be mine!"

Enduring the pain, Lin Zhen forced himself to grin at Jiang Xuanwu, and the mana remaining in his dantian broke free from Jiang Xuanwu's suppression in an instant.

Suddenly broke out!

boom!
A transparent talisman emerged from Lin Zhen's dantian, turned into a bubble to wrap it, and then disappeared in an instant.

"Third-order space escape talisman?!"

Jiang Xuanwu saw a broken transparent talisman suddenly appear in the place where Lin Zhen was, but Lin Zhen had long since disappeared.

At this time, the thunder disaster has arrived.

A huge mushroom cloud rose out of thin air, and after the smoke cleared, Jiang Xuanwu was already ashamed.

Although there were no major injuries, in his prediction, only by surviving the first wave of thunder calamity in an uninjured state would he have a slight chance of surviving the rest of the thunder calamity.

"God will kill me!"

Boom boom boom! ! !
Lei Jie didn't care who the people were, since he came, he had to kill him to the brim.

Jiang Xuanwu used all kinds of unique skills in physical training, turned his energy and blood into King Kong Ming, and made his body a pagoda, but it was difficult to block the waves of thunder and catastrophe attacks.

Jindan Thunder Tribulation, also known as Sanjiu Thunder Tribulation, has 27 paths.

One is stronger than the other.

Only at the eighteenth stage, Jiang Xuanwu's body was completely turned into coke, leaving only a jade skeleton that was not destroyed even by the thunder calamity.

Seeing that the person who should be robbed was dead, Lei Jie didn't dissipate immediately, but lingered over the palace for a long time.

After a while.

"Hahaha!!"

Lin Zhen flew over from a distance, there was still blood on the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't hide his ecstasy.

The third-order escaping talisman is the life-saving treasure given to him by his ancestors for the Lin family's Golden Core Dao Seed.

Being able to move himself hundreds of miles away after being activated, even Jindan Daoist can't stop the explosive power of the talisman.

But such teleportation spells put a lot of pressure on the physical body. He had injuries on his body, but now his injuries are even more serious, and he does not have [-]% of his combat power in his heyday.

But Lin Zhen didn't just run away, but rushed back quickly.

Because he was sure that the ancestor of the Jiang family responded to the robbery hastily and would never survive the robbery!
"The ancestor of the Jiang family died at my hands. Such a great contribution is enough for me to take the Yue Kingdom into my hands. Even if other people have any opinions, they can only bury them in their hearts."

"It's not in vain for me to delay my practice. I have been hiding in the Yue Kingdom for nearly ten years. Old man, you died well!"

Lin Zhen fell to the ground, looked at the bones of the ancestor of the Jiang family, and had a thought.

clang!
There was a flash of golden light, and the golden scale sword slashed on the jade bone, making a crisp sound of metal and stone hitting each other, and there was only a gap the size of a grain of rice on the bone.

"Jiang Xuanwu, when you punched and killed my father back then, I will use your bones to make a magic weapon in the future, and be roasted by the fire every day, so as to eliminate the hatred in my heart."

Complacent, Lin Zhenzhi was about to wave his hand to accept the skeleton, but saw bloodshot eyes floating on the skeleton, and a skeleton palm quickly grabbed it.

(End of this chapter)