Immortal Path Evergreen

Finding that the situation was unfavorable, it was as if he was caught in a big net.

After fighting till now, Ji Xuande had to admit that Liu Lingjun's magical power was indeed better than his own.

Seeing that he was about to lose, Ji Xuande decided to fight to the death. While he still had the strength to fight back, he immediately sacrificed the last sixth-level upper-grade spiritual talisman, the Qingming Sword Talisman, to break the balance.

This talisman was extremely powerful and turned into a giant sword several dozen feet high that fell from the sky. One sword cut through the defense of Ziqi Xuangang. If Lingjun had not sacrificed the sixth-level dragon armor talisman in advance to add an extra layer of protection, he would probably have been cut into his flesh.

The dragon armor talisman was made of the scales of the poisonous dragon. Hundreds of years ago, the cultivators of the Ziyang Sect killed two sixth-level unicorns, one from the Qingli Sea and the other from the Poison Dragon Pond.

Although limited by the cultivation of the dragon, the grade of these two sixth-level spiritual talismans was only the sixth-level lower grade.

However, the Qingming Sword Talisman had already broken through the purple Qi Xuan Gang, and it was already at the end of its strength, and it had no power to break through the protection of the Dragon Armor Talisman.

Ji Xuande was preparing to make further efforts, and the Sky Blue Divine Sword kept flashing, stabbing the Dragon Armor Talisman several times, leaving scars on this talisman.

By now, Ji Xuande's mana had been consumed by 60% to 70%.

At this moment, Lingjun had already determined that the Yuanshen magic weapon was not in his hand.

Although they were both in the sixth level of the Nascent Soul, Liu Lingjun and Ji Xuande's mana was far less than Zhang Zhixuan's. Even if the Yuanshen magic weapon was handed over to them, their mana was not enough.

A sixth-level Nascent Soul cultivator could barely activate the Yuanshen magic weapon when he was in good condition, but Ji Xuande sacrificed six sixth-level talismans in a row, and had to manipulate three sixth-level magic weapons to fight the enemy.

Even if the Yuanshen magic weapon was in his hand, his mana was not enough.

Thinking of this, Liu Lingjun's confidence increased greatly, his eyes turned purple in an instant, and two purple lights shot towards the Sky Blue Sword.

Liu Lingjun's cultivation was the same as Ji Xuande's, and his consciousness was even stronger.

Hit by the purple divine light, Ji Xuande's consciousness attached to the Sky Blue Sword immediately dissipated.

Ji Xuande was about to take back the treasure, but Lingjun grabbed it first with the object control technique.

Without this sixth-level top-grade magic weapon, Ji Xuande's defeat was doomed.

A large amount of purple sun sky fire was released from the purple flame silk, and the purple cloud was quickly refined.

Wrapped in the purple flame silk, wisps of fire poison continued to penetrate Ji Xuande's body.

It seemed that in a moment, the body would be roasted by the purple sun sky fire.

Ji Xuande no longer hesitated and immediately forced out the Yuanying in his body.

A spiritual light shot out from the top of Ji Xuande's head, and the Yuanying instantly flew out of the sky.

At this moment, Ji Xuande had already made up his mind to die. He did not choose to escape, and the essence in his mouth kept spraying on the last two sixth-level spiritual talismans.

A silver needle, a golden thunder formed instantly.

The golden thunder hit the dragon armor talisman fiercely, shooting out large and small light balls.

With one blow, the dragon armor talisman was actually hit with countless holes of various sizes.

The thunder and fire calamity cloud wrapped around Liu Lingjun, but did not break through the protective spiritual light. After all, it was the aftermath of the battle, and most of the attacks of the golden thunder talisman were blocked by the dragon armor talisman, and the remaining power could not hurt Lingjun.

The dragon armor talisman was damaged, and Ji Xuande's face was slightly happy.

Even if he died, as long as Liu Lingjun was dragged, it would be a great success for the Yanghuo Palace.

Ji Xuande's life span was not much, at most three or two hundred years would be over.

Liu Lingjun had not yet turned the calamity, and at least two thousand years would be left to protect the sect.

Although Ji Xuande's calculations were good, it was a pity that Lingjun still had many means to defend himself.

In addition to the Dragon Armor Talisman, there is also a sixth-level low-grade defensive magic weapon that can be used. Although this battle consumed a lot of treasures, Lingjun is far from exhausted.

Seeing the silver needles coming one after another, it seems like a thorn in the bone constantly chasing Liu Lingjun.

Although there is still a dragon armor talisman left, Liu Lingjun does not want to consume it in this battle.

Ji Xuande has lost his physical body, without a physical Dantian, the mana accumulated in the Nascent Soul is far from enough.

If he runs for his life now, he can still escape from Liu Lingjun. But he is not willing to give up, and he actually stayed in the same place and fought with Liu Lingjun desperately, which is like hitting an egg with a stone.

Ji Xuande's Nascent Soul was soon wrapped in the purple flame silk, and it did not last long before it was turned into ashes by the purple sun sky fire.

In the first sword fight, the Ziyang Sect won after all.

In this battle, Lingjun consumed three sky thunder beads, two sixth-level spiritual talismans, and seized three sixth-level magic weapons, without losing too much of the sect's foundation.

On the contrary, the Yanghuo Palace consumed eight sixth-level talismans, lost three sixth-level magic weapons, and lost the sect's Nascent Soul.

In the first sword fight, the Yanghuo Palace suffered heavy losses.

Ji Xuande was burned to ashes, and Gao Hongxi's face gradually became cold. This person sneered, flew up to the sky without any courtesy, and laughed loudly: "Master Ziyang, it's time to understand the cause and effect of the two sects."

Gao Hongxi challenged, and Zhang Zhixuan would not show weakness. He laughed loudly and said: "I just want to experience the magical power of Elder Gao."

The grievances between Ziyang Sect and Yanghuo Palace were all caused by Ji Xuande.

Now that Ji Xuande is dead, as long as Yanghuo Palace decisively admits defeat, Ziyang Sect has no excuse to continue to pursue it. After all, the two sides have signed a sword fight contract, and they cannot start a war regardless of victory or defeat.

However, Gao Hongxi is a proud person. Although he is not sure of winning the battle with Zhang Zhixuan, Yanghuo Palace is a famous sect and can't afford to lose this person.

A flash of light appeared in Gao Hongxi's hand, and a two-colored feather fan appeared in his hand.

This person's magic power surged, and he shook the two-color feather fan violently. In an instant, a strange wind blew with Gao Hongxi as the center.

This strange wind was half white and half black. When the strange wind just blew, there was no movement on the surface.

The black and white strange wind kept spinning, and soon turned into a huge tornado.

The tornado kept rotating around Zhang Zhixuan, and suddenly a flash of light appeared, and it turned into two dragons, one black and one white.

A fierce aura emerged from the dragon, and it pounced on Zhang Zhixuan's body.

The last time they fought, Gao Hongxi did not use this magic weapon.

Zhang Zhixuan was also a little unfamiliar with the power of this treasure.

However, facing the Yuanying Great Monk, Zhang Zhixuan did not dare to be careless at all, and the purple qi Xuan Gang was formed instantly.

The two dragons kept tearing at the purple qi Gang cover, making a sharp sound.

Zhang Zhixuan would naturally not sit and wait for death. He let out a long breath and sprayed a white flame as thick as a baby's arm.

This is the Pure Yang True Fire that Zhang Zhixuan has cultivated for hundreds of years.

The white flame attached to the purple Qi Xuan Gang and immediately turned into a blazing wall of fire, which infected the two dragons.

The two dragons were wrapped in the Pure Yang True Fire and turned into nothingness in a short time.

As soon as the dragon disappeared, the sixth-level middle-grade magic weapon in Gao Hongxi's hand turned into ashes.