Immortal Path Evergreen

Seeing that the demon saint was about to escape, Liu Lingjun just sacrificed the purple flame silk.

The purple flame silk turned into a spiritual light, entangled the white elephant demon saint in circles.

The demon saint's face changed, and he was about to mobilize his magic power to tear the purple flame silk apart.

At the critical moment, the one yuan heavy water had hit the white elephant demon saint's chest.

Although the demon saint's body was strong, even the sixth-level top-grade magic weapon could not hit it, but it was somewhat powerless to defend against this rare great magical power in the world of immortal cultivation.

In an instant, the white elephant demon saint's skin and flesh were torn apart, and large pieces of blood and flesh were scattered in the air.

A big hole was also revealed in the demon saint's hard skin. Inside, red and white were intertwined, and blood and flesh were blurred. It was obvious that the injury was very serious.

The white elephant demon saint let out a shrill roar and increased his magic power to 100%.

One after another, the magic power gathered in the dantian, like a stormy wave gathering on his arms. The demon saint's arms flashed with spiritual light, and instantly released a huge force that could move mountains and overturn seas.

The white elephant demon saint held the purple flame silk with both hands, and pulled it hard, tearing this sixth-grade top-grade magic weapon into two sections, breaking away from Liu Lingjun's control.

The purple flame silk is a high-level magic weapon that Liu Lingjun has been practicing for hundreds of years, and it has long been closely related to her. This sixth-grade top-grade magic weapon was damaged by the demon saint, and Lingjun immediately spit out blood from his mouth, and a sharp pain came from his consciousness.

In an instant, Liu Lingjun's vitality reversed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, which was somewhat hurt.

The white elephant demon saint had just gained freedom, and the Medicine King Sect's Yuanshen opened his mouth and spurted out a blue flame, which immediately covered the white elephant demon saint.

This fire is the alchemy fire cultivated by the White Ancestor for four thousand years, named Qianyang Ice Flame, which contains the power of extreme yin and extreme yang. It can not only be used to make pills, but also attack the enemy. It is a powerful magical power.

The white elephant demon saint has fought with the Medicine King Sect Yuanshen many times, so he has naturally seen this magical power. Seeing the Qianyang Ice Flame swarming in, he immediately extended his hand and released a poisonous insect.

This poisonous insect was one foot long, and its upper body was somewhat similar to that of a mantis, but its tail was very long, somewhat similar to that of a scorpion, and had a cold and shining poisonous needle.

On the back of the mantis, a human face loomed, looking at Zhang Zhixuan and others with a smile.

"What a Netherworld Scorpion, it was actually promoted to the late sixth stage by the White Elephant Demon Saint, which is very rare."

Once this thing appeared, it was naturally not hidden from Zhang Zhixuan and the other two.

Although it was the first time to see this strange insect, Zhang Zhixuan was a person who read classics, so he naturally recognized this demon insect at a glance.

This insect is called the Netherworld Scorpion, and after maturity, it is only a late fourth stage spirit insect. This strange insect is very rare, likes to swallow the Netherworld Qi, and only moves in the Netherworld.

Ziyang Sect has been operating in Tianyuan Island for hundreds of years, and has never hunted this demon insect.

Insect monsters have the lowest intelligence, and it is also very difficult to open their spiritual intelligence. Even if it is upgraded to the sixth level, it has no ability to transform.

Although these demon insects have powerful magical powers, they are not good at adapting to changing circumstances. Once the Yuanying cultivator prepares the means of restraint in advance, the demon insects of the same level are basically no match. If they are discovered by the Yuanying cultivator, they can basically not save their lives even if they prepare in advance.

Moreover, it is very difficult for insect monsters to upgrade their levels. The White Elephant Demon Saint must have paid a considerable price to upgrade this demon insect to the late sixth level, and this demon insect must have powerful magical powers.

The Nether Scorpion made a strange sound and sprayed a large amount of yellow mist from its mouth.

The yellow mist condensed in a short time and actually blocked the Qianyang Ice Flame in the air, unable to move.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the White Ancestor, and the Ice Soul Divine Light Sword in his hand brought boundless extreme coldness, as if freezing the space within a radius of dozens of miles, and slashed at the Nether Scorpion at the last moment.

Although the Nether Scorpion has special magical powers, it has no power to resist the Yuanshen.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the White Elephant Demon Saint sent two yellow lights to block the front before the Ice Soul Divine Light Sword, making the attack of the White Ancestor ineffective.

With the White Ancestor as the main force, he tied up 70% to 80% of the White Elephant Demon Saint's energy. Zhang Zhixuan and the other two who served as assistants were also relatively relaxed.

After discovering that Liu Lingjun was injured, Qingchan immediately protected her and retreated to the gate of the Medicine King Sect. The Purple Flame Ribbon was broken by the Demon Saint. Lingjun had already injured her vitality, and her Dantian meridians were damaged. She would need at least ten years of recuperation.

Lingjun's life span is still about three Jiazi, and there is a high probability that he will break through the ninth level of the Nascent Soul before the catastrophe, laying a good foundation for cultivation in the next life.

It is best not to use mana at this stage to avoid worsening injuries. After all, they have the upper hand now, so naturally there is no need for Lingjun to fight desperately.

After Qingchan and the other two left, Zhang Zhixuan sneered and immediately sacrificed the Pure Yang Cauldron, releasing a large amount of Pure Yang True Fire to attack the sixth-level Nether Scorpion.

The Nether Scorpion was already somewhat powerless to fight against the Qianyang Ice Flame, and could not move easily.

Now it was attacked by the Pure Yang True Fire, and it was immediately unable to take care of both ends.

The Nether Scorpion continuously released streams of yellow mist to protect itself inside, fighting against Zhang Zhixuan and Bai Laozu respectively.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, just as the Nether Scorpion's breath was getting weaker and weaker, Qing Chan had sent Ling Jun back to the gate of the Medicine King Sect and reappeared nearby.

She immediately sacrificed the Purple Yang Palace Lantern and released the Purple Yang Sky Fire, which became the last straw that broke the camel's back, making the Nether Scorpion unable to support.

The demon insect let out a sharp whistle and shot out a poison needle in an instant.

The poison needle was as fast as lightning, and even Zhang Zhixuan had no time to react.

Fortunately, Qing Chan was cautious and sacrificed the Golden Crow Divine Fire Barrier in advance to protect the two.

The poison needle penetrated the flame light curtain of the outer layer of the Golden Crow Divine Fire Barrier and hit the Golden Crow feathers, leaving a faint mark on the feathers.

You should know that the Golden Crow Feather is a material of the True Immortal level. Even if it is not known for its sturdiness, it is impossible for an ordinary sixth-level magic weapon to leave a mark on this treasure.

From this, we can see how sharp this poison needle is? It is far more than a sixth-level top-grade flying sword.

Moreover, the poison needle specifically counters the body-protecting Gang Qi, and even the Purple Qi Xuan Gang is unlikely to block the poison needle.

If it were not for the protection of the Golden Crow Divine Fire Barrier, it would probably die in the hands of the monster insect.

Seeing this scene, Qing Chan's face was ugly, and his magic power surged wildly, and he immediately released the Yuanci Divine Light Divine Power.

A series of Yuanci Divine Lights were emitted from Qing Chan's hands and turned into a Yuanci Net.

In an instant, the Nether Scorpion's poison needle was stuck on the Yuanci Net. No matter how the monster insect struggled, it was unable to retract the poison needle.

This poison needle can only play a key role when launching the first attack.

Once great supernatural cultivators like Zhang Zhixuan and Qing Chan are prepared in advance, it will be difficult for this treasure to work.

Qing Chan can use the Yuanci Divine Light to restrain the poison needle, and Zhang Zhixuan can also escape into the Pure Yang Cauldron.

Qing Chan stuck to the poison needle, Zhang Zhixuan's eyes lit up, and he suddenly urged the Pure Yang Cauldron.

Waves of Pure Yang True Fire sprinkled on the Nether Scorpion, and it immediately let out a scream, and was refined into ashes by the Pure Yang True Fire in a short time.

Once the Nether Scorpion died, the poison needle was naturally unmanned. This thing is already a sixth-level top-grade spiritual object, and was carefully preserved in a jade box by Qing Chan.

After killing the Nether Scorpion, the yellow mist also dissipated into nothingness. Seeing the Pure Yang True Fire and the Qianyang Ice Flame rushing towards him one after another, the figure of the White Elephant Demon Saint flashed, and he raised his hands to release two golden lights to slightly block it, and then immediately raised the escape light and disappeared without a trace.

The speed of the Yuanshen cultivator is extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, the White Elephant Demon Saint has disappeared thousands of feet away. Even with Qing Chan's speed, he has no time to catch up with the Demon Saint.

Seeing that the demon saint chose to escape, Bai Laozu was anxious and naturally did not want to let the white elephant demon saint escape smoothly.

In this battle, with the help of Zhang Zhixuan and Qingchan, the white elephant demon saint had suffered a hidden loss and was injured. Such an injury would take at least a decade to recover. Now if the white elephant demon saint uses a little more mana, the injury will be more serious.

Even if the demon saint cannot be killed in this battle, it must be made to suffer a big loss and dare not invade for hundreds of years.

The two souls chased and fled, and disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye, and no trace could be found.

The soul cultivators are quite difficult to kill. If they cannot escape by relying on the escape light, they can still use the earth fetal membrane to escape.

If the white elephant demon saint wants to leave from outside the earth fetal membrane, unless he is besieged by three or five souls of the same level, or in an environment like the Demon Cloud Cave, he cannot kill a soul at all.

As soon as the white elephant demon saint escaped, Zhang Zhixuan and Qingchan immediately aimed at other enemies. According to the agreement with the Medicine King Sect before the war, if the sixth-level demon king was killed in this battle, Zhang Zhixuan and Qingchan would be able to enjoy the spoils alone.

The demon saint escaped, and the remaining demon cultivators had no intention of fighting at all.

The demon soldiers who followed the White Elephant Demon Saint were all experienced. After seeing the bad situation, they immediately chose to flee in different directions.

Especially the sixth-level demon king, he ran away, and in an instant he turned into dozens of escape lights and disappeared without a trace.

The low-level demon beasts below also divided into groups, with the golden elixir demon beast as the core, retreating into the wild jungle from all directions.

Zhang Zhixuan and Qingchan looked at each other, and they turned into escape lights to chase and kill the enemy.

Zhang Zhixuan's escape speed was not fast, and he only focused his eyes on a sixth-level middle-grade dragon.

This dragon has turned into a human form. Except for a single horn on its head, its appearance and temperament are roughly the same as those of human cultivators.

Seeing Zhang Zhixuan chasing him, Jiaolong immediately manipulated a green silk net, which turned into a hundred-foot green cloud as soon as it was spread out, and covered Zhang Zhixuan's head.

Lightning flashed in the green cloud, and the momentum was extremely shocking, so Zhang Zhixuan had to be more careful.

This magical power is called Qingsi Lightning Net, which is a magical power cultivated by Jiaolong Demon King.

This demon opened his spiritual wisdom when he was young and got a jade slip for cultivators to practice. He practiced recklessly in a daze, and by chance, he cultivated the magical power of cultivators.

Because the demon king has a strong body and rich magic power, the power of this magical power is equivalent to the late Nascent Soul stage after using it.

Even Zhang Zhixuan, a top-level Nascent Soul, cannot be careless.

The Qingsi Lightning Net covered him, and Zhang Zhixuan immediately sacrificed the Purple Qi Xuan Gang, and a purple cloud rose above his head.

The purple cloud turned into a light shield, blocking the Qingsi Lightning Net outside, preventing the blue cloud from moving.

Seeing that the green silk lightning net did not work, the sixth-level dragon waved his hand and took out a strange jade bottle more than one foot high.

The jade bottle was black and white, and its appearance looked like a yin-yang fish. This treasure could spray out black and white air, and it seemed to be extremely powerful.

The yin and yang air could absorb everything, and even sucked the wisps of innate purple air on the purple air into the jade bottle.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhixuan's pupils shrank slightly, and his face changed instantly. He had never encountered such a strange magic weapon in his many years of cultivation, which could restrain the innate purple air.

Although the speed of refining the innate purple air into this jade bottle was very slow, if Zhang Zhixuan did not care, I am afraid that after three or five hours, the purple air will not be able to support it.

This magic weapon is so mysterious that it is not made by a monster. The monster's refining technique is very rough, and the magic weapon it refines is far less sophisticated than this.

Over the years, the army of monsters has breached many sects of the Yanhuo State cultivators, and even some powerful inheritances have been destroyed. The Yanhuo State cultivators even lost two of their spiritual artifacts, one of which fell into the hands of the Golden Bull Demon Saint, and the other disappeared without a trace.

Although this treasure is not a spiritual weapon, it is probably made by an ancient cultivator. According to Zhang Zhixuan's estimation, it should be a sixth-level high-quality weapon, and its quality is a few points higher than that of the Mysterious Thunder Bead.

Zhang Zhixuan narrowed his eyes and immediately decided to release the Purple Qi Divine Lightning Divine Power. Two purple qi were like lightning, which instantly cut through the void and landed on the black and white jade bottle, instantly dispersing the dragon's consciousness and snatching this magic weapon in his hand.

At the same time, the Mysterious Thunder Bead immediately floated between his eyebrows, and the Fiery Thunder was as fast as lightning, and instantly hit the sixth-level dragon.

Seeing the Fiery Thunder coming, the dragon was shocked, and the magic power on his body moved, turning into a huge green round shield.

The round shield flashed with spiritual light and floated above the dragon's head. The Fiery Thunder hit the round shield, and a rumbling sound exploded.

In the blink of an eye, the green round shield could not be maintained, and it broke into several pieces, turning into a stream of Yimu Qi and dissipated in the air.

The aftermath of the fire thunder explosion hit the dragon fiercely. In an instant, the dragon showed its true form and turned into a huge green dragon more than ten feet long.

A large amount of clouds and mist rose from the bottom of the green dragon, and it flew into the air in an instant.

"Oh no, it's the magical power of flying in the clouds and mist."

In the blink of an eye, the dragon had flown a hundred feet away. Even if Zhang Zhixuan tried his best to catch up, his magic power was far stronger than that of the dragon, but unfortunately he had not cultivated the magical power of escape, and was still being chased further and further by the dragon, and gradually thrown out of his consciousness, and in the end it was all in vain.

Zhang Zhixuan returned to the Medicine King Sect with a dusty face. After waiting for an hour, he saw Qingchan flying back to the gate of the Medicine King Sect.

"What's the situation?"

Qingchan's hand flashed with a flash of light, and a rhino skin and a rhino horn appeared in her palm.

"It seems that I need to learn a magical power of escape. In the future, when I encounter an enemy who is good at escape, I will not be so passive."

Although Zhang Zhixuan has a high level of cultivation, he has been practicing Taoism for a short time and has not yet cultivated many magical powers.

It takes a long time to cultivate magical powers, often hundreds of years.

Unless he comprehends the great Dao like Qingchan and creates multiple magical powers through deduction, otherwise according to Zhang Zhixuan's cultivation progress, he has no time to cultivate additional magical powers.

After all, he is only a cultivator with three spiritual roots. It takes a lot of time to cultivate the magical powers in the Huangting Dao Sutra every day. For the time being, he has no extra energy to cultivate other magical powers, unless Zhang Zhixuan is willing to slow down the progress of cultivation and delay the breakthrough of the ninth level of the Nascent Soul for more than a hundred years.