Longevity and Immortal Journey: Raising Demons, Raising Plants and Seeking Immortals

Chapter 315 The initial appearance of simple supernatural powers

When the Qingyang cultivators saw this, their eyes lit up.

Yan Si, a bloodline, Zheng Wu, a beast soul, and Fugui, a miscellaneous cultivator, all took action.

"Roar"

Hearing a violent shout, Yan Si pushed his legs and squatted slightly. Following the sound of the air burst, his body had already jumped into the sky above the tree-like shadow. His fists were clenched like drums, and the firelight splashed down and crashed down.

Boom. A dazzling spiritual light erupted, followed by a loud noise. Although the tree-like shadow did not break open, it was obviously shaking more violently.

Immediately afterwards, the golden violent ape suddenly landed on the tree-shaped shadow. The beast's claws held the metal edge, and swung out afterimages, bombarding them like crazy demons.

The talisman ghost's methods were cunning. With a tap of his finger, black smoke billowed from the twelve talismans, and twelve huge ghosts with only upper bodies crawled out, with dull skin and black armor, and eyes like lanterns.

His body was as light as nothing, and he floated in front of the tree-like shadow in an instant. The ferocious ghost claws fell down, making a roaring sound, and the waves it aroused were no worse than Yan Si.

The attacks of Qingyang cultivators who followed closely fell on various tree-like shadows one after another.

The surroundings of the formation seemed to turn into a sea of ​​vines.

The Immortal Immortal Sect monk guarding them seemed unable to sit still. The formation shield rippled with majestic vitality. In the next moment, dozens of thick vines covered with ferocious barbs spread around the tree-like shadow.

Li Changsheng waved his hand to shatter the vines, looking at the sea of ​​vines with a slightly relaxed expression.

Information flooded into my mind.

However, he did not show any happy expression.

Seeing this, some monks burned it with fire. Unexpectedly, the green light overflowed from the vines and continued to burn.

The strong wind was aimed at Li Changsheng, Yan Si and Zheng Wu, and the ghosts fell down.

Seeing the tree-like shadow shaking more and more intensely, it seemed that it would break in the next moment.

Li Changsheng frowned slightly, and while wielding the Blood Sword to cut off the swarming vines, he used his spiritual power to wrap a section of vine in front of him, staring at it.

The vines took root on the ground and grew in the wind, turning into dozens of slightly smaller vines to surround him.

Li Changsheng swung the bloody sword again, and the sword light shattered the vines, but after they fell to the ground, they took root again and grew wildly.

As if suffering from a disease, the gray spots quickly spread all over the body, crashing to the ground and turning into a puddle of mud, never to be revived.

Facing the falling vines, Li Changsheng raised his arm slightly, and the scarlet sword light flashed, and the vines were instantly chopped into pieces and shattered on the ground.

boom.
The roar continued.

"Demon Plant Puppet."

As he restrained everyone, the tree-like shadow that was almost collapsed recovered significantly, and the black color inside it was slowly fading away.

[Unknown vines containing majestic vitality: Demon plant puppets that have been cultivated for more than a hundred years in a place rich in vitality. Once activated, the vitality will continue and the body will not be destroyed. 】

Just when he was about to say something to let the Qingyang cultivators work together to drain his vitality.

The young man with an ordinary face who originally stood aside to watch stepped into the sea of ​​vines. No movement was seen, and the thick vines below him suddenly became stained with gray streaks.

Just a moment.

He thought it was really indestructible, but it turned out to be just an empty air to bluff people.

Wherever the young man passed, thick vines were stained with gray spots, collapsed and turned into mud.

As he continued walking, Li Changsheng sensed a familiar but many times weaker power. He looked at the young man and was surprised, "It's actually the power of a supernatural power!"

"No wonder Fuchong, who dares to challenge the senior classmate and is only one step away from being promoted to the candidate True Successor, turns out to have the confidence to cultivate a simple magical power."

"I just don't know whether the simple magical power he refined is a small one or a big one."

The power of the former is comparable to that of a low-grade minor magical power, while the power of the latter depends on the tendency of the magical power. The power of a tyrannical one is comparable to that of a top-grade minor magical power.

Li Changsheng's thoughts flashed across his mind, he glanced at the young man, stepped in front of the formation, raised his arm slightly, and struck again with the light of his ten-foot-long scarlet sword.

bang
The loud noise pulled the others back from their thoughts, and they all used their methods to attack the tree-like phantom.

Inside the array.

The center of a huge pothole.

The seven Immortal Evergreen Sect pulse condensing monks with different appearances and temperaments all looked solemnly at the shaking shield in the sky.

a long time.

One of them looked away, laughed to himself, and said solemnly: "It seems that the sect has no one to support it." The others couldn't help showing fear in their eyes, and a young man who was not yet crowned sighed: "When the formation is broken, Let’s all run for our lives.” After a pause, he added: “Don’t run towards the sect, run to the outside world.”

He shook his head, waved his hand and said, "Go ahead."

The other six people seemed to respect him quite a lot, and they cupped their hands and said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Mulan." They then transformed into controlled escaping lights and dispersed towards the potholes.

Muluan watched the few people escape from the light, with a sarcastic smile in his eyes. He glanced at the sky and placed his palms on the base of the formation in front of him. A small tree with green body and branches and leaves like layers of canopy was filled with majestic vitality.

The illusory tree shadow enveloped the young man's body, and soon his figure disappeared.

click
The young man disappeared for only a few breaths, and a soft sound came from the small tree. A penetrating crack appeared on its branches, and then the sound of shattering was heard one after another.

Within a few breaths, the small tree was already covered with cracks.

Bang.
The next moment, the small tree exploded, turning into a sky filled with crystals and slowly dissipating.

at the same time.

The green shield in the sky suddenly shook violently for a moment, exploded with a bang, and a dazzling spiritual light shot into the sky, and the sky and the earth were filled with white light.

At this moment, six green rays of light rushed out from all over the pit and plunged into the aura.

Inside the aura.

Li Changsheng's eyes showed sharpness, his mind moved slightly, and he controlled the magic weapon to turn into an escaping light and went straight to the location in his memory.

In an instant, two familiar scents entered his perception.

Li Changsheng's thoughts moved slightly, and under the three-leaf mark between his eyebrows, a complex vein of golden light took shape.

Immediately, he felt as if something had been taken away from him, and his mind was extremely tired, as if there was an invisible mountain pressing on it.

And in the telepathy, two invisible and sharp things like handleless sword blades were conceived between the eyebrows.

This is the soul blade condensed by the second-level high-grade spell "Meteor God Thorn".

"go."

Li Changsheng's perception locked onto the two of them, and with a thought, the two Meteor God Thorns suddenly disappeared. In the next moment, in his perception, they both hit a soft object.

There was no delay.

Li Changsheng arrived.

The figure of a charming female cultivator and a thin man came into view, murderous intent appeared in their eyes, and they waved their arms past.

Scarlet sword light flashed.

The eyes of the two people were like chaos, without any obstruction. A thin line of blood appeared on their necks. The next moment, blood spurted out of their mouths, and the two big heads were thrown into the air.

It seems that because he was distracted and attacked the two souls, the power was weakened. Their heads were thrown away and they regained consciousness.

The man looked at him with resentment in his eyes.

The charming female cultivator had a look of horror on her face, her eyes were filled with confusion, and she suddenly raised her arms to grab her own head.

At this moment, a colorful stream of light suddenly appeared in the sky.

Before their consciousness fell into darkness, they only saw a spiral-shaped ferocious fang.

Li Changsheng waved his hand to put Xiao Hei away, and his senses surged around him like a tide. Soon, familiar vitality fluctuations appeared in his senses. Without hesitation, he controlled the magic weapon to turn into escaping light and headed straight for its location.

Killing the enemy is just a matter of clearing the roadblocks. His goal is always to be the candidate for the true successor seat.

Just count the interest.

The escaping light transformed by Li Changsheng came to the place of majestic vitality.

A dozen Qingyang monks surrounded an old man with a slightly short stature and a face like a dead tree. The vitality surged in his body and condensed into hundreds of petals to protect his body.

The ability to sense the fluctuations emitted by it is no less than that of a monk in the middle stage of pulse condensation.

No matter what kind of attack the cultivators landed on the petals, they melted like snow, and the petals slowly dissipated as if they were withering.

"What a strange method."

Seeing the old man condensing the petals with vitality, Li Changsheng's eyes suddenly lit up. Without the slightest courtesy, a violent sword energy arose all over his body, and he squeezed into the arena arrogantly.

(End of this chapter)