A seal of immortality

Chapter 609 Nascent Soul Shot
With a "bang", a black arrow hit a yellow shield, and several small cracks appeared where the arrow hit.

Seeing this, an old man in yellow robe behind the yellow shield heaved a sigh of relief.

Some fast-reacting monks at the alchemy stage retreated quickly, avoiding the attack of the black arrows.

Although most people dodged the black arrows, some people were hit by the black arrows.

With a few "poofs" and "poofs", two black arrows passed through the chest of a man in a green shirt. He was holding a blue ball in his hand, and his face was full of disbelief.

The man in the blue shirt's eyes dimmed, and his body fell to the ground weakly.

A scream sounded, and three black arrows passed through a woman in a green skirt, one of which passed through her head, and the woman in the green skirt quickly fell to the ground.

In this wave of sneak attacks, two monks in Zhao State's alchemy stage fell.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mu Houhou and the others manipulated the magic weapon to kill them. The three gray-clothed men on the ground stomped on the ground with one foot, turned into three gray lights and charged forward, and sacrificed the magic weapon halfway.

As a result, there were only eleven alchemy stage monks left in Zhao State, and fourteen alchemy stage monks in Qi State. The two sides fought fiercely. With the advantage of numbers, Qi State vaguely gained the upper hand.

Seeing this scene, the Nascent Soul cultivators of the four sects of Qi State showed satisfied expressions on their faces.

But at this moment, seven or eight spiritual lights flew out from the opposite white city wall. It seemed that Zhao Guo sent seven or eight alchemy monks.

"Not good, Zhao Guo sent people to support, you go up too, see if you can find a chance to kill Zhao Guo's alchemy monks." Seeing this, the middle-aged beautiful woman of the Blood Killing Sect frowned and rushed to the side commanded.

The Nascent Soul cultivators from the other three sects also spoke up, sending a total of seven or eight alchemy stage cultivators to meet them, and Wang Changsheng was among them.

With Wang Changsheng's strength, the Nascent Soul cultivator would not be able to kill him unless he was besieged by several monks of the same rank.

Not long after, Wang Changsheng stopped. With a flick of his sleeve, three golden throwing knives flashed out, shooting towards Taoist Huoyun.

At this time, Taoist Huoyun was manipulating a red flood dragon thirty to forty feet long to attack two men in gray robes.

The two men in gray robes each unleashed two black daggers, barely fighting the red dragon.

Seeing the three golden flying knives slashing towards him, Taoist Huoyun frowned, turned his palm, and a red mirror appeared in his hand.

A red light flashed, and a red beam of light the size of a water tank flashed out, facing the three golden throwing knives.

The speed of the red beam of light was extremely fast, a few flashes collided with three golden flying knives.

There were three loud bangs, the red beam of light exploded, and the surrounding flames billowed.

After releasing this blow, Taoist Huoyun's face turned pale. Obviously, driving the red mirror required a lot of mana.

Wang Changsheng was surprised to find that he had lost contact with the three golden flying knives, which meant that the three golden flying knives were destroyed.

As Wang Changsheng expected, after a while, the flames dissipated, and the three golden flying knives disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Wang Changsheng's eyes quickly flashed a look of surprise, and his gaze towards the red mirror was a little fiery.

The three golden flying knives are not a set of magic weapons, and their power is only average, but the red mirror can destroy three magic weapons in one blow, which is enough to show that the red mirror is not an ordinary magic weapon.

Wang Changsheng's lips moved slightly, and a large amount of black mist gushed out from his hand, which quickly covered Wang Changsheng's figure.

If someone scans the black mist with his spiritual sense, he will only find a late alchemy cultivator hidden in the black mist.

At this time, Taoist Huoyun sacrificed a red ball and let it float above his head. The red ball released a red light curtain to cover him inside.

Taoist Huoyun made a tactic with one hand, and the red dragon trembled slightly, turning into two smaller red dragons, and rushed towards the two men in gray robes.

The two men in gray robes controlled the magic weapon to attack the red dragon, and the magic weapon hit the red dragon, making metal clashing sounds of "clang" and "clang".

It didn't take long for the two of them to feel overwhelmed. The magic weapon hit the red dragon but failed to cause any damage. Even if they manipulated the magic weapon to cut off the red dragon's head, the wound healed quickly.

Seeing this, Taoist Huoyun had a look of pride in his eyes. It took him hundreds of years to collect a large amount of rare materials to refine a gourd of True Flame God Sand. The hardness of this True Flame God Sand is comparable to ordinary The defense magic weapon, except for a few kinds of magic weapons such as ice attribute and thunder attribute, there are few things that can restrain the true Yanshen sand.

Just when Taoist Huoyun was about to control two red flood dragons to kill one of them, a blue light suddenly appeared behind him, and after the blue light subsided, Wang Changsheng's figure was revealed.

Wang Changsheng's body glowed with golden light, and he was holding a black iron rod in both hands.

A stern look flashed in Wang Changsheng's eyes, and he held a black iron rod and slammed it at Taoist Huoyun.

With a "bang", the black iron rod hit the red light curtain, and the light of the red light curtain quickly dimmed.

The next moment, Wang Changsheng flicked his sleeves, and seven black lights flashed out, quickly shooting towards the red light curtain.

With a scream, seven black lights pierced through the red light curtain, and quickly passed through Taoist Huoyun's head.

Daoist Huoyun's face was full of disbelief, his eyes dimmed, and his body quickly fell to the ground.

But at this moment, Wang Changsheng's figure flickered, and he grabbed Taoist Huoyun's body with both hands.

As soon as Taoist Huoyun died, the two red flood dragons immediately dispersed, turning into a large piece of red crystal sand, and flew back into the huge gourd on Taoist Huoyun's back, and the red ball also quickly fell to the ground.

But at this moment, a red ghost claw flew out from the body bag at Wang Changsheng's waist, grabbed the red ball like lightning, and pulled it back into the body bag.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Changsheng took off Taoist Huoyun's storage bag from his waist and the huge gourd on his back, and put his body into the storage bag.

At this time, the surrounding alchemy cultivators of Zhao Guo also reacted, and the three alchemy cultivators each sacrificed a magic weapon and shot at Wang Changsheng.

A blue throwing knife, a golden ring, and a yellow dagger, three magic weapons shot at Wang Changsheng from different directions.

Before the three magic weapons got close, Wang Changsheng crushed a gleaming blue talisman, and his whole body turned into a gust of wind and disappeared.

"No, everyone be careful." Seeing this, an old man in blue robe suddenly thought of something, his expression changed, and he hurriedly shouted.

It's a pity that there are tens of thousands of monks fighting fiercely together on the ground, and more than 40 monks at the alchemy stage high in the sky. The magic weapons of various auras are constantly colliding with each other, making bursts of explosions.

As a result, the only ones who heard the shout of the blue-robed old man were five or six alchemy-stage monks around the blue-robed old man, and the other alchemy-stage monks in Zhao State did not hear it.

Lei Yun Sanren was covered with a white light curtain, and he was manipulating a thirty-foot-long silver flood dragon to fight with a thirty-foot-long blood-colored python.

Lu Ya frowned and looked at Leiyun Sanren on the opposite side, a bloody light curtain wrapped him inside.

The silver dragon is about the same size as the blood-colored giant python, but the silver-colored dragon is transformed by a weapon spirit, while the blood-colored giant python is only transformed by mana. Not long after, a thick thunder light spewed out from the silver-colored dragon's mouth, hitting the blood-colored giant python .

With a flash of blood, the blood-colored python recovered its body and turned into a blood-colored long sword, its light dimmed.

Seeing this, Lei Yunsan's face was happy, and he made a tactic with one hand, and the silver dragon shook its head and tail, and rushed towards Lu Ya.

Seeing this, Lu Ya's face changed, and he hurriedly manipulated the bloody long sword to meet him.

But at this moment, Lu Ya's pupils shrank, and his face was full of shock.

Following his gaze, Wang Changsheng appeared behind Leiyun Sanren in a package of blue light, holding a black iron rod in his hand.

Wang Changsheng grasped the black iron rod tightly with both hands, and threw it at Leiyun Sanren fiercely.

With a "bang", the white light curtain on Leiyun Sanren's body couldn't support it even for a moment, it shattered, and the black iron rod hit Leiyun Sanren's head fiercely.

There was an extremely shrill scream, and Leiyun Sanren's head was smashed, and Wang Changsheng's face was splashed with blood mixed with his brain.

As soon as Lei Yun Sanren died, the silver dragon froze, and with a flash of silver light, the silver dragon turned into a long silver sword and quickly fell to the ground.

At this moment, a black light flashed over, quickly entangled the silver long sword.

The black light is a black rope, one end of the black rope is wrapped around the silver long sword, and the other end is in the hands of a woman in a red dress. The woman in the red dress is Ye Mingyue.

Ye Mingyue pulled hard, and the silver long sword flew towards her quickly.

Wang Changsheng grabbed Leiyun Sanren's body with one hand, tore off the storage bag at his waist, and put the body into the storage bag.

As soon as Lei Yun Sanren died, the faces of the alchemy monks around him changed drastically. Before they had time to sacrifice their magic weapon to attack Wang Changsheng, Wang Changsheng crushed a Wind Shadow Talisman, and disappeared into a gust of wind.

The next moment, Wang Changsheng appeared in front of Ye Mingyue.

Ye Mingyue respectfully handed the silver long sword to Wang Changsheng, and it turned into a red light and flew back into the body bag.

Wang Changsheng took the silver long sword and threw it into the storage bag.

At this moment, Wang Changsheng shouted angrily in his ear: "Bold, you dare to kill the disciple of this old man. Let's see if this old man doesn't tear you into pieces."

As soon as the words fell, a large silver hand several feet in size suddenly appeared above Wang Changsheng's head, and quickly grabbed it down.

Wang Changsheng's face changed drastically, his sleeves flicked upwards, and two blue lights flashed out, facing the big silver hand.

With two sounds of "Puff" and "Puff", the big silver hand grabbed the two blue lights, which were obviously two blue short swords.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Changsheng lightly tapped his right foot into the void, turned into a black light and shot backwards, a few flickers were only a few dozen feet away.

At the same time, a white light flew from a distance, and after a few flashes, it appeared on the battlefield. Judging by the fluctuation of the aura of the white light, it was undoubtedly a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Wang Changsheng felt a powerful divine consciousness firmly locked on to him. Before he had time to think, he raised his sleeves, and three black talismans flashed out, turning into three giant black bats about seven or eight feet in size, and greeted him. up.

"Get lost, old man." A man's angry shout came from the white light, and a silver light flew out of the white light.

"Puff" and "Puff", the silver light quickly pierced through the bodies of the three black giant bats, and the three black giant bats trembled slightly, turning into three black talisman seals.

The three black talismans spontaneously ignited without wind, and all slag was left in the blink of an eye.

After the silver light pierced through the bodies of the three black giant bats, it quickly shot towards Wang Changsheng.

The speed of the silver light was extremely fast, within a few flashes it reached a distance of several feet behind Wang Changsheng.

With a "poof", silver light pierced through Wang Changsheng's body.

Seeing this situation, the white light suddenly stopped, and the white light retracted, revealing a thin old man in a silver robe.

The silver light circled and flew back to the hand of the silver-robed old man. The silver light was a silver long sword with astonishing aura.

The silver-robed old man frowned when he saw Wang Changsheng's body suspended in the void.

Wang Changsheng's body turned into dots of blue light, and turned into a blue talisman, which was the spirit transformation talisman.

In the void tens of feet away, Wang Changsheng appeared in a ball of blue light.

Wang Changsheng made a move with one hand, and with a "whoosh", the Spirit Transformation Talisman quickly flew back to his hand and was absorbed into his body.

When the silver-robed old man saw this scene, his face turned ashen. With a flick of his wrist, the long silver sword came out of his hand, turned into a silver light and shot towards Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng's complexion changed drastically, and he crushed a Wind Shadow Talisman without thinking, and his whole body disappeared in a gust of wind.

The next moment, a blue light suddenly appeared in the void hundreds of meters away, and after the blue light subsided, Wang Changsheng's figure was revealed.

Seeing that his attack missed the air again, the silver-robed old man was furious, and he made a tactic with one hand, and with a flash of silver light, the silver long sword turned into a fifty-foot-long silver dragon, and flew towards Wang Changsheng.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng's face changed drastically. At this time, he was seven or eight hundred feet away from the Nascent Soul cultivator in Qi State. If he flew all the way, he wouldn't be able to run very far.

The silver flood dragon was obviously transformed by a weapon spirit. Judging from its size, the silver flood dragon was at least a seventh-level monster before it was alive.

Thinking up to this point, Wang Changsheng turned his palm over, and in his hand was a gleaming red talisman with a red phoenix flying around on it, which was the spirit talisman.

Wang Changsheng slapped the talisman on himself, a red light flashed, and the talisman disappeared in a flash.

The next moment, Wang Changsheng's body glowed red.

A huge phoenix shadow appeared behind Wang Changsheng, which was more than ten feet in size.

As soon as the phoenix shadow appeared, there was a crisp bird song.

The shadow of the phoenix flew up into the sky, and after a circle, its body shrank sharply, and it disappeared into Wang Changsheng's body.

After Wang Changsheng's face contorted for a while, a phoenix pattern appeared on his back, several inches in size, bright red.

The next moment, Wang Changsheng's head was intact, his hands turned into a pair of red wings, his feet turned into a pair of red sharp claws, and he turned into a half-bird, half-human body.

At this time, the silver flood dragon also rushed forward, less than thirty feet away from Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng flapped his wings and disappeared in a gust of wind.

(End of this chapter)