Mortal Ascension Record

Seeing this situation, Taoist Bailong almost vomited three liters of blood. The feeling was even worse than eating a fly.

If he still didn't understand the cause and effect at this moment, he would be unworthy of being the leader of a sect.

Obviously, he had already fallen into a trap unknowingly as early as the first meeting in Yuding Mountain, and the reason why this young man was so attentive was just to trick Taoist Bailong into taking the pill and to lay a good foundation for subsequent actions.

If it was a pure poison pill, with Taoist Bailong's cultivation and knowledge, he could easily find the clues, but this elixir only changed its internal medicinal properties, and the surface and medicinal fragrance were still the appearance of the sixth-level "Golden Marrow Dingling Pill". If it was not for those who were good at alchemy, it would be difficult to distinguish, which led to the current embarrassing situation.

But it's too late to say anything now.

Due to the change of the drug's properties, the old injury broke out. At this moment, the meridians were disordered, the true essence was out of control, and even the soul was severely damaged. The foundation of cultivation had long been damaged, and he could no longer control the "Panlong Seal". The overall strength naturally fell to the bottom.

So at this time, let alone competing with the same level.

Even if a more powerful peak-level cultivator came, he might not be able to do anything. If he could not quickly retreat to heal his wounds and stabilize his soul, once the battle continued to drag on, there would even be a risk of going crazy.

After realizing this, the old Taoist Bailong felt cold all over his body, and his mind had long been panicked.

At this moment, the situation reversed, and the identities of the hunter and the prey were reversed again, which really confirmed the old saying.

As the saying goes, if you often walk by the river, you will get your shoes wet.

Although Master Bailong was unwilling to admit defeat, he had to accept the cruel reality before him.

So, seeing that the situation was not good, he no longer looked so high and mighty as before, and even his eyes became anxious and evasive. Then he suddenly turned around and retreated to the back, and did not forget to give orders while pretending to be calm:

"Listen to my order, this boy has been defeated by my magical power, and now he is just a spent force. Unfortunately, my old injury has recurred and it is not suitable for me to fight again. Whoever can kill this boy on the spot will be the successor of the next master of Bailong Temple...!"

After saying this in a high-sounding manner, he did not forget to take out a special order talisman, which looked like it was true.

As the voice fell, the scene was instantly silent.

The senior officials of Bailong Temple looked at each other, and their expressions were different.

Although for those with sharp minds, such tricks are simply untraceable, and the cultivators are not stupid. Seeing that their ancestors have been defeated, wouldn't it be suicide to go up at this time?

But no matter where you are, there will always be people who take risks. It is a wise saying that wealth and honor can only be achieved through risk.

After all, the Supreme Ancestor promised in person in public, and he was not afraid of regretting it afterwards. In addition, the mysterious monk was beaten by the Panlong Seal and vomited blood repeatedly. This is also a fact that everyone has seen, so this statement does have a certain degree of credibility.

And once you are lucky enough to find a loophole, you can change your fate and have a smooth path to immortality.

Therefore, there must be brave men under a heavy reward.

Not long after the voice fell, a group of White Dragon Temple monks could not hold back. They all showed fierce light and murderous intent, and rushed to turn into escape light and kill Qin Tian in unison, as if they were attacking together.

In an instant, the night sky, which had finally returned to silence, was illuminated by gorgeous light again, and there was a sharp sound of breaking wind.

A quick look showed that there were at least a dozen senior officials of the Bailong Temple who attacked Qin Tian, ​​and all of them had reached the stage of transformation of spirits, including some elites at the peak of the late stage.

And everyone's face was full of greed, and their eyes looking at Qin Tian became extremely fiery, as if they were staring at some prey.

Probably because in the eyes of the cultivators, no matter how powerful the mysterious man in the bamboo hat was, he was only in the realm of transformation of spirits after all, even if he still had the strength to fight? How could he defeat the combined forces of the cultivators? The final result was nothing more than being killed on the spot, and it all depended on who could take away this heaven-defying achievement.

On the other hand, the old Taoist Bailong withdrew quickly, and in the middle of the way, he did not forget to control the floating dust and white silk to dance wildly, trying to entangle Qin Tian in place and create an opportunity for the cultivators to encircle and suppress him.

At this moment, the old man just wanted to escape quickly and stabilize the chaotic true energy in his body first. As for the life and death of the other disciples, he didn't care at all.

After all, in the eyes of the superiors, these are just lowly ants, chess pieces that can be discarded at any time.

However, the development of things has long exceeded everyone's expectations, and the senior leaders of the White Dragon Temple will never think of what a terrifying existence they will face this time!

Looking at the escape light gathering around, Qin Tian's face, which was covered by the bamboo hat, had already revealed a cold murderous intent.