It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 315 Ziwu Liu Zhu Sansheng Seal

Whoosh!
The bloody red marrow flew all the way through the air, and actually passed directly through the blood sea dragon locking and killing formation, and flew towards Su Yunqing.

It actually happened?

Ji Hao's face showed excitement. He took a step and appeared in front of Su Yunqing, reaching out to take it.

"slow!"

suddenly,

An old voice came, and a purple fairy-like bright light suddenly lit up around Ge Deng's waist, and then a ring rushed out, and with a roar, it stood between Ji Hao and the bloody red marrow.

The air is turbulent and the spiritual energy is stirring.

The bloody red marrow was blown away in a certain direction.

When Ji Hao saw this, he frowned slightly and said softly: "Junior Sister Shang?"

So many coincidences really make people think of the Nascent Soul Lord Su Zhu...

Ji Hao's mission this time was, firstly, to investigate the situation in Yi Mo Valley, and secondly, to investigate Junior Sister Shang Xuan.

No, this person’s origin is mysterious. The Yin Yang Sect probably has a lot of background. He also has the same surname as Su, and his magic means the transformation of Yin and Yang...

Su Yunqing was still worried about Ji Hao's oppression of him before.

Gordon's eyes suddenly became serious, and he felt a tingling sensation in every corner of his body. It seemed that as long as he made the slightest move or exposed a flaw, Shang Xuan would be attacked.

So, could it be that this person is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger?

He made a secret in his hand, put two fingers together, and pointed lightly at Shang Xuan's figure.

"Fellow Taoist Gu Mu, how about we stay away from the edge for a while and wait until their mana is exhausted, and then we can go together to snatch Ji Hao, the son of Shen Lao?"

Taoist Gu Mu was a little wary in his heart.

Hearing this, Shang Xuan sighed, held a talisman sword in his hand, dragged out a stream of light, and locked onto Ge Deng.

Ge Yunzhong's clothes were fluttering and his long hair was disheveled. Seeing this, his originally lazy expression became a little more solemn.

It’s true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers...

Seeing this, Shang Xuan took a few steps back without hesitation.

Moreover, everyone present was a smart person, so they might have already guessed Su Yunqing's origin.

Therefore, his inspection opinions are naturally extremely important. One word of difference may cause Yuxu Sect to doubt Shang Xuan.

Like white bolts of cloud light, they spewed out like threads and rushed up at extremely fast speeds, actually bypassing the defense of the talisman sword in Shang Xuan's hand.

Rumble!
Suddenly, the fighting skills of several people swept the entire square.

Taoist Gu Mu was a little stunned. You are only in the early stage of foundation building. Although you have the preaching spirit treasure to protect you, you can only be beaten, so there is no chance to take action.

At this moment, avoiding the sharp edge of several people's fighting skills, seeing Taoist Gumu's figure, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he came to Taoist Gumu's side in a few steps, with a look of eagerness to try.

Taoist Gumu glanced at it, ignored the bloody red marrow, turned around and ran away.

"I don't have enough strength, so I'll take my leave now."

Taoist Gumu smiled softly, and continued to escape the light, heading straight out of the square.

Ding ding dong dong…

As Taoist Gu Mu quickly headed out of the square.

There was a crisp knocking sound in the deep corridor.

Taoist Gu Mu suddenly felt his hair rising. He looked up and saw that at some point, Grandma Qu and Qu Yan were blocking the door of the corridor. The slender figures of the two people, illuminated by the copper light, slowly lengthened, giving people a huge and solemn feeling, completely filling the entire corridor.

Sensing the evil intentions of the two men, Taoist Gu Mu slowly stopped and said, "What do you two mean?"

Seeing this, Grandma Qu sighed,
"Don't blame me for being cruel, please fellow Taoists... get on your way."

The copper lamp flickered, and in the dimness, Taoist Gumu saw that Grandma Qu was holding a small Yin in her hands. The square seal was only two fingers wide and only three fingers high.

It seemed inconspicuous, but in an instant, it gave Taoist Gumu a feeling of impending disaster.

There is a strange snake coiled on the seal, like a hook or a dragon, densely covered with feathers, with two long wings extending down, covering both sides of the seal. It actually gives the illusion of being happy, as if it will break free in the next moment. The bondage of the seal.

"The first turn is to steal life, the second turn is to steal nature, the third turn is to have an empty soul, please show your treasure seal..."

Grandma Qu wiped the square seal, turned around, and whispered to herself.

In an instant, her graceful figure became bloated and out of shape, her fair skin was also covered with spots, her head was covered with white hair, and her eyes were dim.

In the blink of an eye, it seems that the end of longevity has been reached.

"not good!"

A great wave of terror arose, and Taoist Gu Mu fled. At the same time, he gathered the magic power in his body and condensed a dark blue defensive crystal shield.

A silver gun flew out of the storage bag, with a strong white cold light, coming across the sky, standing forcefully and decisively in front of him.

The tip of the gun rubbed the air at high speed, bursting out with a red light.

However, Taoist Gu Mu only felt an invisible wave spreading through him.

Fate, innate and extremely refined, is a dense and dense Qi.

That is to say, the shell of the body. All tangible living beings, no matter what kind of life they are, whether they are wet-born or egg-born, all have the term "fate".

At this time, following this invisible wave, Taoist Gu Mu passed by.

Taoist Gumu lowered his head in astonishment, and saw that his white and delicate palms were filled with vitality and turned into dead vegetation in an instant.

His black hair turned into white hair, his limbs and trunk were rotten and tattered, his vitality was passing away, and even the mana in his tendons and dantian was rapidly passing away.

"What kind of magic weapon is this? It actually... deprived me of my 'life'?"

The look in Taoist Gu Mu's eyes gradually faded, and then with a plop, he fell to the ground.

Grandma Qu was coughing up blood, and the fire of life was almost extinguished.

Like a relay, Qu Yan took over the seal, and as his fingers turned the surface of the seal, Qu Yan's fair and flawless face became more mature, and wrinkles seemed to appear on the corners of his eyes.

Taoist Gumu is not an exception.

As Qu Yan continued to wipe the square seal, this wave of fluctuation spread and enveloped everyone in the square, including Ji Hao, Shang Xuan, and Ge Deng.

"Ziwu Liuzhu Sansheng Seal? No, it's just an imitation seal. How dare you listen to Yujianzhuang to refine this forbidden weapon?!"

Ji Hao recognized the origin of this seal, and his expression suddenly changed. But as soon as he controlled the escape light, he fell from the air, with a snap, his body rotted away, and his breath was gone.

The Ziwu Liuzhu Sansheng Seal was when the Great Jiang Immortal Dynasty tore up the 'Thirty-Six Heavens Covenant', a large-scale practice sect called the 'Ziwu Liuzhu Killing Sect', in order to counter the offensive of the Dajiang Immortal Dynasty, did not hesitate to spend most of the sect. A special magical weapon refined from the sect's foundation.

The requirements for the caster are not high, but it can take away the opponent's life and soul by almost dying together.

The battle was dragged out for another hundred years. In the end, it was the God-Transforming Yuanjun of the Dajiang Immortal Dynasty who personally took action and killed all the Ziwu Liuzhu Killing Sect, and even destroyed all Ziwu Liuzhu Sansheng. Its refining methods are all banned.

Although the square seal in Qu Yan's hand was only an imitation and could only kill someone with one turn, under the pressure, even the golden elixir cultivator was unwilling to resist easily.

(End of this chapter)