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

Chapter 316 Tengman, seizing the body

Swallowed by the sword energy, all the cultivators' spells were shattered into auras.

"Huh?" "It's him."

The cultivators were stunned, and the fierce sword energy condensed into a sword light that was about ten feet long, and it struck head-on at the Immortal Evergreen Sect cultivator, and the scream of the sword was like a ghost's cry.

Before the sword light fell, the old man's expression changed drastically due to the sharp edge that hit his face. The magic formula in his hand changed, and pieces of emerald green petals floated in front of him, like moths flying into the fire, toward the sword light.

Chi.
I don't know whether it was because the energy contained in the petals was exceeded. The moment it came into contact with the sword light, hundreds of petals were torn into two halves and exploded into a cloud of spiritual light.

The sword light remains unabated.

In the blink of an eye, most of the emerald green petals were torn into pieces.

Seeing that the petals were becoming increasingly scarce and the sharp edges were pouring down, the old man could not avoid it. There was a hint of bitterness in his eyes, and his expression suddenly became determined.

The magic formula in his hand changed, and an undetectable sound, like a shell breaking, sounded in his body.

The sword energy raged in the center.

"Death with one sword?"

"This is."

Li Changsheng looked around and couldn't escape. He was nailed to the ground by the evil blood sword, but he was still twisting like a vine like a living thing.

In their perception, although the old man's cultivation was only at the peak of the early stage of pulse condensation, the strange spells he cast were stronger in terms of defense than the spiritual shields used by many monks in the middle stage of pulse condensation.

A green light ball in the Dantian of the old man's abdomen caught his eyes.

"Suicide? Impossible."

Before he could think about it carefully, the old man's vitality collapsed, causing the emerald green petals protecting his body to fade slightly, and could no longer resist the sword light.

After the sword light, Li Changsheng's heart moved. In his perception, the vitality in the old man's body was like a dam being dug in an instant. Most of it dissipated in just one breath, and it was still passing away at a terrifying speed.

The sword light fell on the old man without any hesitation.

In a trance.

The old man's expression suddenly darkened.

After a few breaths, there was no one left.

The monk who they couldn't attack was killed with one sword?
"Where did the strong man come from?"

As the last petal shattered, it turned into aura.

"died?"

"what is that?"

With a flash of thought, Li Changsheng's eyes flashed with jade light and he looked towards the old man.

The hearts of all the cultivators trembled. They recalled the disciples of the sect who were good at using swords. Several of them immediately used the escape light to get away. The remaining cultivators couldn't help but glance at the location of the sword energy again and fled away one by one.

boom.
The cold sword energy penetrated and tore the old man's body apart, a dazzling aura rushed out, there was a roar and explosion, and the waves of the death of the Pulse Condensing Realm monks were emitted.

Feeling the fluctuations emanating from the monk's death, all the cultivators looked in disbelief at the place ahead where the sword energy was raging.

It is less than three inches long, has patterns like snake scales, and is yellow as jade.

It may seem like a small body, but it contains terrifying vitality.

But these are not what Li Changsheng cares about most. What he cares about is that he can feel the fluctuation of soul in this young vine.

It's not a monster, but the vibration of the monk's soul.

"Seize the body?"

It seems that only this can explain why the monk's soul fluctuates on a vine that looks like a living thing.

Li Changsheng hesitated for a moment, squatted down, touched the vines with his fingers, and stared at them.

[Target: Unknown Tengman]

[Race: unknown/human]

[Bloodline: Low Spirit Level]

[First-grade top grade: 3%]

[Talent spell: take root, nourish spirits. 】

[Status: Fear. 】

"really."

Seeing the race column in the panel information, Li Changsheng looked slightly happy, "You can actually use the method of seizing a body when you are not in the Daoji realm." However, this is obviously not the time to find the root cause.

Li Changsheng vibrated his spiritual power, and the young vines instantly stiffened. A burst of spiritual power penetrated his body, and he waved his hand to put it into the spirit beast bag.

Standing up, the Evil Blood Sword trembled slightly, and the raging sword energy around him swarmed into the sword like tired birds returning to their nests.

At this time, the aura that filled the world had also dissipated.

Li Changsheng looked at the busy cultivators in the pit below, glanced at Yan Si and others who each occupied a large area, and drove the magic weapon to an area where the cultivators deliberately kept it.

Before he could explore the pothole.

A voice sounded in his ears.

"Accept the mortals first, and then we will enter the mine together."

"it is good."

Li Changsheng was stunned for a moment, nodded slightly, walked to a pothole, and gathered his spiritual power to penetrate into it.

Not long after, a man in ragged clothes and a slightly skinny figure was dragged out.

"Ula, waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah"

As soon as the mine slave landed, he knelt down and knelt on the ground, making a thumping sound and speaking words he couldn't understand.

"look at me."

Li Changsheng gave a light drink.

The mine slave subconsciously raised his head and saw only a flash of bright light, and then his consciousness fell into chaos.

Li Changsheng's perception enveloped the mine slave and he asked questions one by one.

Several times in succession.

Li Changsheng knew what he meant by what he said. Through the words of the mine slave, he was originally a villager in a fishing village in Hanhai Kingdom.

One day while drying fish in the village, he felt the sky and earth suddenly darken, and the howling of the wind sounded in his ears, and he fainted.

When I woke up again, I came to this place called Qianshui Mine and spent my days mining upside down.

"Linhai, Hanhai Kingdom."

According to Li Changsheng's memory, there seemed to be no Linhai sect in the surrounding area of ​​a million miles, and he had never heard of the sea area.

"Sea area..."

Li Changsheng shook his head to get rid of his thoughts, looked at the unconscious mine slave on the ground, and frowned slightly.

He considers himself not a good person, but it is still difficult for him to practice sacrificial vessels as a human being.

After hesitating for a moment, he waved his hand and put it into the spirit beast bag.

How to deal with the mining slaves, he planned to wait until he returned to the sect. At the worst, he could trade them to the Wu family, and becoming their dependents would also be a good choice for him.

Then he walked through the potholes.

Ragged, skinny, or strong mortals were dragged out one by one.

Just a moment.

He searched out nearly two thousand mining slaves, not counting those who died in the cave due to the destruction of the formation. If included, the number would have exceeded three thousand.

With so many people, his spirit beast bag couldn't hold them all.

A monk who was closer to him gave him a human tomb bag that could hold ten thousand people in exchange for the remains of the body in the pit.

The human tomb bag is made from the stomach pouch of a greedy snake of the above-grade spiritual beast. The space inside is wide, but it does not contain spiritual energy, and if spiritual objects are put in, the spiritual energy will be eaten away by it.

Therefore, it was mostly used to accommodate mortals, hence its nickname.

Finished storing.

Li Changsheng drove the escaping light to the center of the big pit and looked at Yan Si, Zheng Wu, Fu Gui and the young man with simple magical powers.

The talisman ghost glanced at him, and the ginger talisman flew out of his sleeve. Black smoke billowed, and the ferocious evil ghost reappeared. He swept to the pit below and dropped his claws towards the edge of the pit.

The majestic Yin energy turned into a sharp blade, and the ore was like tofu in front of it, but it expanded to several feet wide in an instant.

He glanced at the people, chuckled and said, "I wonder if someone will be buried down there." After that, he held up the spiritual shield and stepped into the pit.

What it said.

Li Changsheng and others' expressions did not change at all. They looked at each other, stepped to the entrance of the cave, and walked in.

(End of this chapter)