A seal of immortality

Chapter 812 Depot and Surprise Change

"Illusion?" The two said at the same time.

Wang Changsheng frowned, and Mu Wanwan had a strange look on her face.

There was no way, the two of them were confused by the phantom array left by Tianhuan Demon Monarch, they dared not move, for fear that if they moved, they would fall into an endless illusion.

The two seemed to have thought of something and closed their eyes at the same time.

After an unknown amount of time, the two opened their eyes again, only to find that nothing had changed around them.

Wang Changsheng rolled his eyes and said, "Whether you are the real Fairy Mu or the fake Fairy Mu, I have a way to test out the real one. I wonder if Fairy Mu is willing to cooperate?"

"What way? Say?"

"Put your ears here, and I'll tell you." Wang Changsheng said mysteriously.

Mu Wanwan frowned and leaned her head over.

With a sound of "Bo", Wang Changsheng quickly kissed Mu Wanwan's beautiful face.

With a "slap", Mu Wanwan instinctively slapped Wang Changsheng, and the chill on her face could blow frost.

"Shameless, believe it or not, I killed you." Mu Wanwan said coldly, covering her kissed cheek.

"I'm sorry, Fairy Mu, I have no choice but to do this. I can now confirm that you are real." Wang Changsheng covered his right face, smiled wryly, and said apologetically.

After speaking, he raised his foot and took two steps forward.

Mu Wanwan's reaction was instinctive, and the illusion cannot imitate it.

Seeing this situation, Mu Wanwan's expression softened, she looked Wang Changsheng up and down, and said with some doubts: "Are you the real Daoist Wang?"

"What? The fake Wang Changsheng often kisses Fairy Mu?" Wang Changsheng said with a half-smile.

When Mu Wanwan heard this, it made sense after thinking about it. After a moment of uncertainty on her face, she raised her foot and took two steps forward.

"Now I can be sure that we are all real. As for this, I don't know if it is fake." Wang Changsheng said with a frown.

"It's very simple. As long as you find the cultivation method of the Heavenly Fantasy and Nightmare Dafa in that storage bag, and compare it with the one in my hand, you will know whether it is true or not. After all, you have never seen the cultivation method of the Heavenly Fantasy and Nightmare Dafa. It is impossible to know the cultivation method of Heavenly Illusion and Nightmare Dafa even if the phantom array leaves." Mu Wanwan pondered for a while, and analyzed slowly.

"It's a good idea." Wang Changsheng nodded and walked forward.

He took off the storage bag at the waist of the human-shaped skeleton, and fell it down. After the sun faded, a lot of things appeared on the ground, including magical magic weapons, rusty ores, and a few sticky objects. A jade box that seals talismans.

Wang Changsheng's eyes fell on dozens of jade slips, and his spiritual sense dipped into the jade slips one by one to check.

Not long after, he showed ecstasy, held up a blue jade slip in his hand and said: "I have found the cultivation method of the complete heavenly fantasy and nightmare Dafa."

When Mu Wanwan heard this, she flipped her palm, and there was a red jade slip in her hand. With a flick of her wrist, the red jade slip came out and flew towards Wang Changsheng.

With one move, Wang Changsheng took the red jade slip into his hand, soaking his spiritual consciousness into it.

Not long after, he withdrew from his consciousness and nodded with satisfaction: "That's right, it's exactly the same, there's nothing wrong with a single word."

After speaking, he threw the two jade slips to Mu Wanwan.

He opened several jade boxes with seals and talismans, all of which contained high-level elixir. When he opened a blue jade box, a biting chill gushed out, and there was a palm-sized plant inside. The white Ganoderma lucidum, covered with a layer of frost, exudes a strong medicinal fragrance.

"Wannian Bingxuezhi." Wang Changsheng muttered to himself with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

This elixir of more than [-] years is refined into a elixir and given to immortal cultivators who practice ice attribute exercises, which can provide great help.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, I just want that copper bell, and everything else belongs to you." Mu Wanwan's voice suddenly rang in Wang Changsheng's ear.

"What?" Wang Changsheng didn't seem to hear clearly, and asked again.

"I said that all I need is the sound-taking bell, and everything else belongs to you. The soul-destroying bell in my hand is just an imitation of this sound-taking bell." Mu Wanwan frowned, pointing to a A black bell said.

The black bell was no more than the size of a palm, exuding an astonishing wave of aura, and it was indeed a magic weapon of high rank.

"Well, take it if you want it!" Wang Changsheng glanced at the black bell and agreed wholeheartedly.

After dividing the belongings, the two left the cave.

After a cup of tea, the two appeared in the ice and snow valley and walked back along the way they came from.

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On a certain wide plain, two groups of monks were manipulating magic weapons to fight, all kinds of auras flickered and roared.

One of them was the monks of the Witch Clan, and the other was a young man in black and a woman in a blue skirt.

A black giant ax was fighting with a pair of cyan daggers and a white flying sword, and the black giant ax faintly lost the wind.

High in the sky, a black crow several feet in size was fighting with a white flood dragon several feet long and a giant white eagle several feet in size. The black crow's aura was a little weak, and some black feathers were scattered on the ground.

The woman in the blue skirt glanced at the five people opposite, and frowned. If he was at his peak, he would be able to kill five people with a single face-to-face, but now he is only at the peak of the mid-stage Nascent Soul, not a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator and four The opponent of a Nascent Soul mid-stage monk.

The woman in the blue skirt moved her lips a few times, apparently using the sound transmission technique.

The young man in black was manipulating a black sickle and a black seal, fighting fiercely with three white throwing knives and a giant blue brick.

His ears moved, his brows raised, he muttered for a while, and he made a tactic with one hand. He opened his mouth and sprayed out a black mirror as black as ink. There were a lot of black runes flowing on the surface, and a tactic was hit on it.

A black light flashed, and a thick black beam of light flew out of it, shooting towards the beautiful middle-aged woman on the opposite side.

The middle-aged beautiful woman frowned, and took out a white mirror. After injecting mana, the white light flashed, and a thick white beam of light flashed out to meet her.

With a loud bang, the white beam of light collided with the black beam of light, and the two exploded at the same time, a powerful air flow swept away and spread to all directions.

"This is Wu Mingjing, you are Gu Luo, the son of the black witch." An old man in green robe recognized the origin of the black mirror and said in surprise.

The youth in black turned a blind eye to this.

The woman in the blue skirt moved her lips a few times, her figure blurred, and suddenly she split into four identical avatars.

The five women in blue shirts turned into five afterimages and rushed towards the five people opposite.

"No, be careful." Seeing this scene, the middle-aged beautiful woman had a bad premonition in her heart, and hurriedly reminded loudly.

As soon as she finished speaking, she threw the white mirror in her hand above her head, and hit a spell on it.

A white light flashed, and a large white glow shot out, covering the five people.

At the same time, the four old men in green robes sacrificed magic weapons one after another to attack the afterimage.

With a few sounds of "Puff" and "Puff", the four afterimages were defeated, turned into a little aura and disappeared, and they were obviously fake bodies.

An old woman in a white robe flicked her sleeves, sacrificed a white long sword and a white throwing knife, and struck at the last afterimage.

Before the white long sword and white flying knife approached the afterimage, the afterimage disappeared as soon as it blurred.

The next moment, afterimages suddenly appeared above the white mirror.

A black light flashed, revealing the figure of a woman in a blue dress.

"No, she wants to play Tian Wujing's idea, don't let her succeed." An old man in sackcloth changed his face and hurriedly reminded him.

The woman in the blue skirt moved her lips a few times, dense black runes appeared on her right hand, and with a flash of black light, her pure white jade hand turned into a huge black claw.

The black claw resembles the claw of a demon bird, with black scales all over the surface.

The middle-aged beautiful woman's appearance changed, and she made a tactic with one hand, the white mirror brightened, and a dazzling silver light shot out at the woman in the blue skirt.

The woman in the blue skirt snorted softly, a black light radiated from her body, and dense black runes appeared on her face.

The black rune turned around and turned into a thick black light curtain, protecting the woman in the blue skirt inside.

There are a large number of black runes circulating on the surface of the black light curtain, which is quite extraordinary.

Immediately afterwards, she raised her jade hand, and a blue porcelain bowl came out of her hand. The blue porcelain bowl was engraved with a pattern of blue dragons. The blue porcelain bowl flew to the top of her head, emitting a blue glow, forming The second protection circle.

With a "bang", as soon as the silver light touched the blue glow, the blue glow shattered, and with a "snap", the blue porcelain bowl shattered, and the black light mask shattered after less than a moment of support. A large sheet of white light drowned out the figure of the woman in the blue skirt.

An extremely shrill scream came from the white light.

Seeing this, the beautiful middle-aged woman showed a look of joy, and the eyes of the young man in black were full of worry.

But soon, the smile on the face of the middle-aged beautiful woman froze, a black palm covered with black scales stretched out from the white light, and grabbed the white mirror like lightning.

The white mirror shook endlessly, and white light flickered wildly on its surface.

Hundreds of black runes flew out of the white light and attached to the white mirror. The light of the white mirror was slightly dimmed and stopped shaking.

"How is it possible!" The eyes of the middle-aged beautiful woman were full of disbelief.

At this time, the white light also disappeared, revealing the figure of the woman in the blue skirt.

The clothes on the woman in the blue skirt were tattered, black light could be faintly seen flickering in the tattered clothes, and she was clearly wearing inner armor.

What is surprising is that at this moment, the woman in the blue shirt was emitting bursts of black light, and dense black scales appeared on her bare hands, feet and face, and there was also an inch-long black unicorn on her head. horns, his hands turned into huge black claws, and he suddenly turned into a half-human, half-demon existence.

"Lich Jue, isn't this Wu Lingzi's main skill? Didn't this skill disappear with Wu Lingzi's disappearance? Who are you?" A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged beautiful woman His face suddenly sank, and he asked in a cold voice.

"The protective shield he released just now seems to be a Wuyuan shield. This is a black witch's secret technique. If I remember correctly, Wu Lingzi came from a black witch. Are you a descendant of Wu Lingzi?" The old man in green robe frowned and said.

"Hehe, I am the Wu Lingzi you mentioned. Since we belong to the Wu clan, you give up resistance and let me plant a ban and I can save your life." The woman in the blue skirt laughed.

"You are Wu Lingzi? It's a big joke, Wu Lingzi has been dead for how many years." The white-robed old woman said coldly with a sneer at the corner of her mouth.

"A joke? Then I'll make you laugh all you want." The woman in the blue skirt's face darkened, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

After saying that, a pair of black wings about the size of Zhang suddenly sprouted from her back, with a light flap, her figure flickered, and then disappeared.

The old woman in white robe seemed to have thought of something, her complexion changed drastically, she opened her mouth and sprayed out a white ball, which turned into a thick white mask and covered her inside.

Immediately afterwards, she made a tactic with one hand, and the three white throwing knives circled one by one, flying back to her side, and fluttering around her.

A black light flashed, and the woman in the blue skirt appeared in front of the old woman in white robe without any warning.

After a stern look flashed in her eyes, two black claws covered with black scales grabbed at the white mask.

The old woman in white robe snorted softly, her lips moved a few times, a white light curtain emerged close to her body, forming a second protective circle, and then, she made a tactic with one hand, and three white throwing knives slammed at The woman in the blue skirt chopped off.

There were two sounds of "bang" and "bang", two black sharp claws grabbed the white light curtain, and the white light curtain shattered within a moment of support, and even the white light curtain could not stop it at all.

A scream sounded, and the black sharp claws pierced through the chest of the old woman in white robe, and pulled out a bloody heart. With five fingers closed, the heart shattered.

At this time, three white flying knives also slashed fiercely on the neck of the woman in the blue skirt.

"Keng" and "Keng" sounds of metal colliding sounded, and the three white flying knives were blocked by the black scales on the neck of the woman in the blue skirt, and the places where the three white flying knives hit were only a few more Light white marks.

With a flash of white light, a miniature Nascent Soul flew out from the body of the old woman in white robe, and it was tens of feet away in a flash.

"Friends, save me." The mini Yuanying shouted in panic.

At this moment, the black unicorn on the head of the woman in the blue skirt burst into black light, and a black beam of light flew out from it.

The speed of the black beam of light was extremely fast, catching up to the miniature Nascent Soul in a flash.

With a scream, the black beam of light pierced through the body of the miniature Nascent Soul.

Seeing that the woman Lan Que had dealt with a middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator so quickly, the others were shocked, their faces full of fear. If it wasn't for a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator sitting in charge, they might have run away long ago.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. She is practicing Lich Art. She can turn her body into a half-demon, and can borrow the power of many kinds of monsters. However, this exercise is not perfect and consumes amazing mana. She will not last long. Let's kill it together. Him." The middle-aged beautiful woman's face darkened, and she ordered.

"Hmph, the power of the Lich Art is beyond your imagination. Since you are looking for death, don't blame me for not thinking of kinship." The woman in the blue skirt snorted softly and sneered.

(End of this chapter)