Immortality Begins with the Master of Alchemy

clang! clang! clang!

The melodious bell sounded like a death talisman in the holy land of the Ming Abyss.

All the monks of Mingyuan were notified and flew towards Yanfu Mountain regardless of their own efforts.

Even Shangyou Immortal City outside Mingyuan has all activated the formation and is ready to fight at any time.

Inside the land of Dan Sheng Blessing.

The water mirrors blurred the pictures everywhere.

The light of escape is like clouds, and the monk is like rain.

Various magic weapons are displayed without hesitation, showing their killing spirit.

On the earth, there were lifeless puppets moving forward coldly, and giant beasts nearly a thousand feet high roared and galloping.

Luo Lingxi looked at this scene blankly, and her young heart was greatly impacted.

Is this the bizarre world of immortal cultivation?

Although he grew up in Luotian Sect, Sima Huiniang knew that her son might not be able to practice in the future, so she deliberately avoided letting him receive all this information.

Occasionally, outsiders come to visit, and they often fall down on the Motianya Mountain to escape the light.

Wherever you usually go, there are mostly bustling markets where ordinary people gather.

Later, as Luo Chen left the Sky Cliff, he saw many immortal cultivators flying in the clouds and fog, flying across the mountains and seas along the way, but it was also relatively sparse.

Only now!

The vast and spectacular scene where countless monks were dispatched together was deeply imprinted into his heart.

If you cannot practice, you will be in vain to leave this world!

Suddenly!

He felt a sharp pain in his palm and subconsciously looked up at the woman beside him.

"Sister Ruoli?"

Ye Ruoli suddenly let go and panted, saying, "Sorry, Lingxi, it's my sister who hurts you."

Luo Lingxi shook her head, "It's okay, I know you are concerned about the safety of the sect."

Ye Ruoli bit her red lips and looked at the man in white sitting cross-legged ahead.

The other party was wearing the snow-falling frost coat given by the ancestor and the name of the Lord of the Dan Saint Temple. It was rumored that there was a great power to do it. At this moment, wouldn't he go out to help Mingyuan's sect with his arm?

Luo Chen had no idea, but his breath became heavier and heavier.

Because in my vertical pupils and golden eyes that were revealed with the help of the formation, I could clearly see the violent flow of the vital energy.

The battle in the Netherworld Yellow Springs map has obviously reached the most intense moment.

The ancient demon emperor entered this picture and eventually died.

What about Qixia Yuanjun?

The answer is...

…

Swish!

A harsh sound overcame thousands of shouts of killing, overshadowing the bells that resounded throughout the world.

In everyone's shock, the treasure map that stretched for thousands of miles and flowed with rolling yellow springs was shattered.

A golden flame came out lively.

Then the sparks exploded in an instant!

A wisp becomes a prairie fire, and in a blink of an eye it will be a prairie fire. It will go upstream in a violent manner and roll back endlessly.

At the end of the underworld, the three ancestors looked frightened and each took great measures.

boom!

In the violent collision, the picture of the Netherworld Yellow Spring was completely broken.

This peerless spiritual treasure that has made great contributions in ancient times and even in the present was burned to ashes by the ancient demon phoenix.

The owner of Lingbao, Kurosawa, was connected to his mind and suffered the most damage. He was unable to suppress his injuries on the spot and vomited bright red blood.

The three ancestors fled without hesitation.

Qixia Yuanjun looked at this scene and just smiled coldly, chasing the most seriously injured Ancestor Kurosawa.

At this moment, the stars shone on the top of my head.

Qixia Yuanjun was unaware of anything, bathed in the starlight. The starlight attacks containing powerful lethality did not pose any threat to her, and even the protective air shield was difficult to break.

"Qinghe, is this the Zhoutian God-slaying Formation that you took down?"

Qixia Yuanjun sneered, and held it slightly with his five fingers towards the sky.

"How dare you be above me!"

The next moment, the stars fell like rain.

Every place was filled with raging fire, like a meteorite landing outside the sky.

The thirty-six Yuanying monks who formed the formation felt that it was hard to stop being hot and their flesh and blood were constantly dying.

If someone is decisive, he will give up his body on the spot and escape from the Yuanying.

However, the strange golden flame was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, lingering around the Yuanying.

"ah!"

"I don't want to die!"

"Save me!"

In the land of Dan Sheng Blessing.

A shrill cry blurted out.

"Class leader!"

It's Ye Ruoli.

She saw that her clan leader Ye Lingtian, who was the most familiar to Luo Chen, was wrapped in it by the Nirvana Holy Fire.

Luo Chen shouted coldly: "Quiet!"

At this moment, he was panting and staring at the outside world with his eyes.

Unlike the Divine Fire of Resurrection and Wind, which is only aimed at the physical body, the Holy Fire of Nirvana clearly has a strong aggression against the Nascent Soul and the Spirit of the Cultivator.

This discovery made him inexplicably excited.

It also confirms what you have learned and realized in the past.

The withered and prosperous divine fire is essentially a wood-attribute law, and it contains the vitality of reincarnation.

Only when the soul and soul are immortal can vitality last forever.

But the Holy Fire of Nirvana is different. From the beginning, it is rushing to die and resurrecting from death.

Especially the physical nirvana and the spiritual nirvana in the nine kalpas and three nirvana, all wander between extreme life and death.

In other words, if Luo Chen mastered the essence, he might also be able to use the Nirvana Holy Fire to attack the enemy's soul!

As for the experience that the outside world, who had a good relationship with him, he could only express his helplessness.

The battle of transforming gods is not something that their Nascent Soul monks should get involved.

The last time I was successful in targeting Qinghexian was just an isolated case.

Shortly after the opponent transformed into a god, the true meaning of wood he mastered was restrained and finally achieved a great victory.

But individual cases are individual cases, how can we completely imitate it?

Since you enter this game, you will have such a result, which is something that everyone should have expected.

but!

Imagination is one thing, but whether you can accept this result is another.

The ancestor Yu Ming, who had already escaped, suddenly turned around with a heartache light in his eyes.

Those are the backbone of his Mingyuan Sect and the future of the sect!

How can you watch yourself die in front of you?

I saw him pulling his hands.

"The wind is coming!"

A strong wind came from Qingming.

A faint wind rose from the ground.

He even opened his mouth and vomited a trace of **** wind.

The three winds with different attributes fuse into one in the blink of an eye and turn into a strange blood-colored totem.

From a distance, it looks like a monster or a strange bird.

This strange bird swallowed the ancestor Yu Ming in one mouthful and rushed towards Qixia Yuanjun.

Faced with this existence, Qixia Yuanjun raised an eyebrow.

"Is the wild beast that held the power of wind in ancient times Bingfeng?"

"pity!"

"Even if the wind-bing beast is resurrected, it is only worthy of surrendering to the throne of Benyuan! What's more, you just have a magical power!"

Qixia Yuanjun chuckled and left.

In the golden light in the sky, great magic power surged out, and a divine bird spread its wings.

The vast magic power swept across the vast vitality.

Two magnificent figures, desperately gamble, is the brave one who meets on a narrow road.

Bang!

The phoenix and the strange bird started the simplest and purest collision in an instant.

Then, separate each.

The fire became stronger and stronger, but the wind weakened three points.

In terms of background, the ancestor Yuming is not the opponent of Qixia Yuanjun after all.

At this moment, thunder rumbling over the nine heavens.

"Old ancestor, help me!"

The Kurosawa Ancestor, who was hiding in the dark, slowly appeared, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and pointed out at the sky above Qixia Yuanjun.

"The rain falls!"

It was pouring rain and it was rushing.

Qixia Yuanjun was in it, and his magic shield seemed to have been corroded, and he began to sniffle white breath.

Not only that, even her speed seemed to be delayed by the rain, which was much slower. At this moment, a rumbling sound came from the thunder pool.

Lei Daozi held a black giant sword in his hand, pulling the lightning all over the sky, turning into a bolt of lightning and galloping down.

This move was the most peak move after he inherited the true meaning of the powerful Bai Ye Thunder Law.

Even if he achieves the realm of transformation in the future, it will be difficult to exert it.

Because of this move, he also used the power of the Mingyuan Sect's defensive formation that had been running for three thousand years.

Especially a thousand years ago, Bai Ye Da Ren added his most proud supernatural power "Nine Heavens Puyuan Great Thunder Technique" to it, so that he kept introducing thunder power into it day and night.

The three thousand years of power and the thunder accumulated over a thousand years finally turned into that pool of thunder, which made Lei Daozi's stunning sword.

Just a flash.

When Lei Daozi appeared again, he was already three feet away in front of the woman in red.

The black sword pierced into the magic shield that could only be broken by the powerful power of the **** transformed.

Lei Daozi, who was hidden in the lightning, looked extremely determined and activated his unparalleled magic power to pierce the magic shield and kill the demon phoenix.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

However, it was not until this moment that he realized why the Zhoutian God-Slaying Formation was invalid for this person.

"How can such existence exist in the world?"

Qixia Yuanjun looked at the tip of the sword pointing to his eyebrows, and his face showed displeasure.

The fire rose and collided with the vast thunder.

"Junior, you are looking for death!"

"Not enough!" Lei Daozi's face looked ferocious, "It's still not enough!"

Three thousand years of power!

Thunder savings of thousands of years!

Not enough!

And he has practiced this body for six hundred years!

As my mind moved, in the purple palace, the Nascent Soul at the level of a great monk began to tremble violently, and then collapsed instantly.

Turned into the purest magic power and integrated into the thunder giant sword.

puff!

A crisp sound rang out, and the tip of the sword finally pierced the magic shield of Qixia Yuanjun.

However, that's it.

The woman bounced her fingers at the shaky tip of the sword.

bite!

A crisp sound rang out and the tip of the sword broke.

The rupture continued to spread, and the black giant sword began to break inch by inch, and finally fell on Lei Daozi.

Click! Click! Click!

The body is split into pieces, and the Nascent Soul has long collapsed, but only a wisp of soul floats between heaven and earth.

"Old ancestor, I have tried my best."

That wisp of soul was wrapped in a raindrop in the blink of an eye and was about to escape.

However, Qixia Yuanjun's eyebrows were raised.

"Kurosawa, you, a person who hides your head and tail, want to escape!"

I saw her hands raising, and the surging golden flames filled with them.

Following the rainy sky, he chased Kurosawa Ancestor in reverse.

During this process, the raindrop wrapped around Lei Daozi's soul had turned into a stream of steam and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The Nascent Soul collapses, the body is broken, and the soul is scattered.

Zhang Che, the Mingyuan Lei Daozi, who had once been invincible in the east, completely disappeared.

The ancestor Yu Ming, who turned into a wind-torn beast, looked at this scene and felt as if he was ashamed.

"Qixia Yuanjun, do you really want to kill everyone?"

Qixia Yuanjun sneered, "If you want to blame, blame you for taking the initiative to provoke me. Today I want to stay here without leaving any flocks!"

"What a chicken and dog!"

The ancestor Yu Ming took a deep breath, and his face showed a decisive look exactly like Lei Daozi.

"Then let's fight!"

Even if he dies, he will not let the other party have a good life.

The wind-torn beast rushed towards Qixia Yuanjun with endless wind.

The two sides started a war again.

The incomprehensible world vitality was attracted by the vast world, and they were each representative of the speed limit. Under the crazy battle, the scope of the battlefield began to expand uncontrollably.

The vast sacred land of the Mingyuan is as vast as eight or nine Jade Cauldron Domains.

But under the battle between the two powerful men, they only arrived in a flash, like a small colosseum.

Wherever you pass is the arrival of the end of the world.

No matter how solid the defensive formations built by the major forces in the Mingyuan Sect are, they are only like tofu blocks at this moment, and they are broken as soon as they touch them.

Under the blazing flames and violent winds, countless creatures turned into ashes and dissipated with the wind.

During this process, the Mingyuan Sect's powerful combat power with deep heritage will be involved from time to time, trying to help the leader Yu Ming Ancestor.

However, Qixia Yuanjun's strength and arrogance are not reasonable at all.

No matter what existence it exists, as long as you get close to her, it will be wiped out in an instant.

The golden Nirvana Holy Fire turned into a terrifying flame that devoured everything.

However, Luo Chen could not see all this.

Just because as early as the head of Mingyuan, the ancestor Yu Ming and Qixia Yuanjun were fighting head-on, the massive amount of heaven and earth energy destroyed Luo Chen's spiritual eyes arranged outside.

At this moment, he could only stay in the land of Dan Sheng Blessing in an anxious and futile manner.

He could feel the omnipresence of the golden flame.

Don’t talk about the range of thousands of miles!

As long as Qixia Yuanjun has enough magic power, it will be 100,000 miles, millions or even tens of millions of miles will be shrouded in a sea of ​​fire.

Until this moment, he finally understood why Mingyuan sected the three ancestors so much about this Dan Sheng Blessing Land.

This is not just the source of the birth of Mount Yanfu, but it is expected to be promoted to the fifth-level spiritual vein in the future.

It is even more a refuge!

It can withstand heavenly tribulation, hide from the earthly disasters, and retain a trace of fire for the Mingyuan Sect under the invasion of powerful foreign enemies.

"The so-called blessed land and cave heaven are the meaning of this."

Luo Chen murmured, feeling extremely grateful.

If I hadn't mastered this place, I'm afraid that the consequences would be the same as those of the City Lord Lingtian and others!

Dead silently, without a trace.

Although Lei Daozi died miserably, he was still heroic at least.

But soon, he realized that it was inappropriate.

The blessed land is connected to the Dan Temple, and the entrance door is open!

With Qixia Yuanjun's strength, it is absolutely impossible not to notice this place.

Sure enough!

In just half a day, Luo Chen noticed a hot force approaching.

laugh!

Inside the blessed land.

A green grass, spontaneously ignited without fire.

A trace of golden flame slowly rose up.

Luo Chen's face tightened, and he immediately protected Luo Lingxi and the others behind him.

The golden flame seemed to be contagious. As soon as it invaded the Dan Sheng Fu Land, it began to spread as a prairie fire.

"It must not be done, otherwise I will have no place to settle down."

Luo Chen's thought moved and summoned his own Nirvana Holy Fire.

The Nirvana Holy Fire at this moment is still weak, but under the stimulation of Luo Chen's magic power, a fire circle was formed, surrounding the three of them.

The Nirvana Holy Fire that spreads in, when it encounters this fire circle, it seems that it encounters a similar type, and it will indeed no longer continue to erode.

Seeing this, Luo Chen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"really!"

"Since Qixia Yuanjun used me as a guide to find Qinghexian, he would not have much malicious intentions towards me."

"At least, she won't hurt me in this battle."

Just as Luo Chen was thinking like this, a heavy plop suddenly came from the blessed land.

The vast rain curtain hit, forcing a place where the Holy Fire of Nirvana burned.

An old figure lay on the ground, not knowing life and death.

Luo Chen looked from afar and saw that the old man held a token in his hand, and there was still a trace of breath.

"It's the Kurosawa Ancestor!" Ye Ruoli called out in surprise and was about to rush out to save the Ancestor.

However, she could not take any steps.

Because Luo Chen's powerful spiritual pressure was pressing her down.

"Master of the Dan Temple?"

Ye Ruoli was puzzled and looked at Luo Chen with confusion and anxiety.

Luo Chen shook his head, staring at the figure with a torch.

The Black Snake Ancestor climbed up with great difficulty, and his turbid eyes met Luo Chen and stared at the golden fire circle. (End of this chapter)