Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

The God of Fortune endured the pain and looked at Zhang Jing with burning eyes.

Subsequently.

The three precious jade in his hand flew out as expected, whirled in the air, and then struck directly towards the scarlet sword light across the sky.

It seems calm and calm.

However, the moment the two came into contact.

The whole world was silent!

Yu Ruyi seemed to have turned into a resurrected sun, and the sword light slowly dissipated under its power.

Endless divine light surged out from it, covering the sky, and began to stalemate with the blazing karma fire all over the sky.

Every corner.

It seems that it has become a battlefield for divine light and karmic fire.

There are karmic fires that swallow up the pervasive establishment, and the fire suddenly rises and directly burns out the divine light spreading around them; there are also divine lights that converge into a sea, and the turbulent waves smash the nearby karmic fires into pieces and annihilate them.

The two forces are clearly distinct, dyeing the world in sight into two colors.

In the fire of karma and divine light.

Two figures stood facing each other.

In front of the God of Blessing's Six Hundred-foot Dharma Appearance, Zhang Jing looked like an ant. But at this moment, the terrifying aura that erupted from him was no worse than that of his opponent!

Tsk! Tsk!

The momentum collided with each other, directly squeezing the void and twisting it, making a violent shattering sound.

This sword... such an amazing artistic conception, the Tao and principles contained in it are simply terrifying! That is to say, this little guy Zhang Jing's cultivation level is too low, otherwise -

No! The knife in his hand is also weird!

His eyes were fixed on Zhang Jing and the Crescent Moon Demon Sword in his hand, and a vague sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart.

A flash of joy suddenly flashed in the God of Fortune's eyes.

Fortunately, this little guy is only in the Golden Core realm at the moment, and his cultivation level is far inferior to his own.

If they were both in the Dharma Realm, this sword would probably be difficult to resist.

Not to mention seizing the body, even saving oneself is difficult. When I think about it, a strong jealousy rises in my heart.

A little guy from the human race, when it comes to the dignity of birth, is not as noble as me! Why, why can he be valued by the Taoist sect, valued by the Seven Desires God Lord, and can possess many magical powers and treasures that I can't even imagine? , can have the qualifications to ascend to the Golden Immortal! Why!

The God of Fortune roared crazily and unwillingly in his heart.

All six of his eyes looked at Zhang Jing, the scarlet inside became more intense, and his voice became colder.

Zhang Jing, how do you think about the proposal I just made? If I take your body in the end, your secrets will still belong to me, and no one will resurrect you.

Your Excellency, you are joking. Is there any secret here?

Zhang Jing smiled calmly and glanced at Yu Ruyi in mid-air, but his heart sank slightly.

The golden elixir mana flowed through his body, raising his momentum by an inch again.

He was not surprised that the sword he had accumulated strength was neutralized.

After all, the other party is the God of Fortune, not to mention that his body is a half-step fairyland god. Just the body that the other party is occupying at the moment - a monk of the Cave Heaven Dharma Realm who practices the way of the Aurora Yuancihai, makes Zhang Jing dare not have any thoughts. underestimate.

Saw this scene.

The crimson in the God of Fortune's eyes suddenly faded away, and the three heads shook at the same time, and a confident smile appeared on his face.

It seemed like everything was under control.

The little guy is a little kid after all, and he doesn't understand good or bad words. That's fine, I'll discipline him first.

The moment the voice fell, a giant colorful hand holding the seal slowly stretched out, getting bigger and bigger in Zhang Jing's field of vision.

The terrifying power carried by the giant hand directly tore the void wherever it passed, exposing a large area of ​​deep and extreme darkness, and the sky filled with karma fire and divine light trembled.

at the same time.

The Aurora Yuan Magnetic Sea under the opponent's feet suddenly began to riot, and the surrounding land was replaced by a colorful ocean at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the speed of spreading was getting faster and faster.

Wow!

There was a faint sound of waves in my ears.

The power of invisible magnetism spreads throughout the space.

Zhang Jing only felt that his body was heavy, especially the immortal-killing magic knife in his hand. It was as heavy as a thousand stones in an instant, and he felt as if he was about to escape his control.

He raised his head, and everything in his field of vision, including light, flames, and even the void, began to bend.

The whole world seemed to be curled into a giant twist by this terrifying power of magnetism.

Aurora Yuan Magnetic Sea!

Zhang Jing suddenly felt a warning sign in his heart.

This is the first time that a Dharma Realm monk who practices the Aurora Yuan Magnetic Sea has taken action in a real sense.

With a flash of his eyes, he took a step forward, and an illusory and misty fairy light lit up inside his body.

All of a sudden.

Wrapped in the misty fairy light, he seemed to be separated from the current world.

boom--

The giant hand of the God of Fortune gently passed by the place where Zhang Jingfang stood, and the land for dozens of miles was quietly annihilated, leaving only a bottomless pit, exuding an aura of destruction.

And not far away.

Xinxiang Wujian can't completely isolate this power of magnetism?

Zhang Jing glanced at his slightly curled mental image field, and couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion in his heart.

The realm of mental images opened up by the great magical power of Infinite Mental Image, where it covers, distorts reality, and is dominated by the mind, which is inexhaustible.

Being and non-being, existence and non-existence, are just thoughts.

However, even so, it can still be affected by the power of the Aurora Yuan Magnetic Sea, and even...

Zhang Jing could clearly feel that his mental image field was still being distorted little by little by the power of magnetism, and was on the verge of collapse.

It looks like I can't hold on much longer.

As soon as his mind moved, the Wutu Xuanhuang Immortal Light burst out with all its strength, and a yellow Dao pattern suddenly appeared between the eyebrows. The Dao light circulated, and bursts of ancient vicissitudes of life spread in all directions.

The ground beneath Zhang Jing's feet suddenly trembled.

Immediately, an endless stream of majestic earth energy was gathered, and the phantoms of tall or short mountain peaks quietly appeared behind him and spread to infinity.

The power of the thick earth veins condensed on the blade through Zhang Jing's body.

It's rude to come and not reciprocate!

Zhang Jing said calmly, and struck out with his knife again.

The mental realm trembled, and the red and yellow colors intertwined with a terrifying sword light. It disappeared as soon as it appeared, and then in just a moment, the sword light jumped out from the top of the God of Fortune's head.

An extremely heavy energy suddenly burst out from the sword light.

The void above the God of Fortune collapsed inch by inch, and all the karma fire in the sky was captured by this sword light, condensed on the blade edge, and turned into a wisp of dark red murderous intention that shot straight into the sky.

All four of his eyes looked at Zhang Jing, who was standing in mid-air holding a knife, while the other two eyes stared at the light of the knife above his head that was about to fall, with a rare look of solemnity on his face.

Mid-air.

The three-color jade Ruyi shook for a while, then returned to the God of Fortune in an instant, and struck the sword light again with lightning speed.

But at this moment.

I saw the head on the right side of the God of Fortune raised his head, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, but it turned into determination in an instant. He opened his big mouth and let out a roar that seemed to shake the stars.

Under this roar.

Yu Ruyi suddenly paused in mid-air for a moment, and then fell down weakly.

At this moment, the sword light was no longer hindered.

Boom!

The Emperor's crown of the God of Fortune was directly chopped into pieces, and then the sword light fell on the head in the middle without abating, and the heavy and boundless force was quickly transmitted to the opponent's limbs and bones.

ah!

The God of Fortune screamed in pain, his huge body staggered, and then he half-knelt on the ground.

The dark red karma fire spread rapidly on the huge body.

Brother Zhang, I can still control half of my breath, so leave now! There is an origin crystal hidden in the treasure house of disaster, which is enough for you to repair the teleportation circle. The God of Fortune is currently merging the two halves of the soul. The true soul is unstable and cannot leave here. Forbidden land.”

After you get out, please report to the Taoist sect that the God of Fortune has taken away his body.

The head that had yelled at Luo Yu Ruyi suddenly opened its eyes and shouted loudly towards Zhang Jing, with a hint of anxiety and expectation in his tone.

Junior Brother Qu Junhou?

Meeting the other party's gaze, Zhang Jing's eyes suddenly narrowed and he asked tentatively.

Don't wait for Qu Junhou's answer.

Hey, these two little guys have some tricks up their sleeves. Run? Where can you run? My soul is about to be fused. Zhang Jing, little guy, I'll give you one last chance to hand over the secret, otherwise I will take away your body. , but there is really no room for redemption.”

The head in the middle of the Dharma image immediately took over the conversation and said in a sinister tone.

While talking.

The God of Fortune slowly stood up from where he was, and the shattered imperial crown on his head began to recover little by little. At the same time, the divine light in the sky quietly turned around, extinguishing the karmic fires burning on his body one by one.

It's completely over now!

Qu Junhou felt despair.

And on the opposite side.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but have a strange look on his face after he reacted.

When two souls merge, the true spirit is unstable?

Gazing across the God of Fortune, Zhang Jing's eyes showed an abnormal smile.

Want to know the secret? Yes, as long as-

Just what?

Hearing this, the God of Fortune leaned forward with his huge body, setting off a gust of wind, and his scorching eyes instantly fell on Zhang Jing.

However.

Facing the other party's gaze, Zhang Jing said nothing more, but quietly clenched the immortal-killing magic knife in his hand.

He took a deep breath.

In an instant, all tangible and intangible things, such as mana, consciousness, mind, and even the long life force of this clone, were poured into the magic knife crazily.

Zhang Jing's expression suddenly became indifferent.

Skill characteristics: Sword refines the true spirit!

Time suddenly stopped.

Zhang Jing's vision began to rise infinitely. The Taishang Hongye Immortal-Slaying Demon Sword led him through layers of dimensions, and finally came directly to a magical realm.

There is no direction, infinite breadth, and time and space seem to have lost their meaning here.

The true spiritual upper realm! Can I only stay in the current realm for three breaths?

A sudden realization dawned on him.

The world where true spirits exist is also the only place where one must pass to realize the Tao of Heavenly Immortals and True Lords.

Zhang Jing looked down unconsciously.

I saw two huge broken true spirits that were soaked in black and were tightly entangled together, merging bit by bit.

And between the two broken wisps of true spirit, there was also a very tiny wisp of pure white true spirit, darting left and right like a flexible fish, as if trying to break through the encirclement.

But he never got the door.

God of Fortune, and Lord Qu?

Feeling the familiar aura, Zhang Jing instantly determined the identities of these two true spirits.

Don't dare to delay at all.

He straightly raised the Supreme Red Industry Immortal-killing Demonic Sword in his hand, but at this moment, a message suddenly appeared in his heart.

Five hundred years of life?

Zhang Jing's expression was startled, but was soon replaced by a look of determination.

The blood-red sword light suddenly lit up and struck straight at the weakest point of the fusion of the God of Fortune and True Spirit.