Waste Synthesis: Starting from Picking Up Garbage to Become Immortal

The blood Buddha's flesh and blood expanded infinitely, almost filling the arena, and finally reached its limit, and then exploded in an instant.

The blood Buddha's flesh and blood broke apart, and the high-density energy waves swept away like a river, sweeping to every corner of the arena.

The barrier that maintained the arena was like a candle in the wind, constantly deforming and breaking apart in the wind and rain, but in the end it was not completely destroyed.

The energy aftermath of the flesh and blood explosion lasted for a long time, like a long drizzle, constantly baptizing the two monks on the arena.

The flesh and blood energy dissipated, and Wu Xiangjun was extremely miserable. The golden lotus around his body was broken, the gold foil on his body withered, and his indestructible golden body was almost broken. He was just one step away from complete death.

"Haha, I made it, I made it, the winner of this battle is me, me!" Wu Xiangjun was extremely excited and shouted like crazy, completely ignoring the terrible injuries of his body.

The elders of the sects who were watching the battle were also horrified. The high-density energy bomb just now was extremely terrifying, and could even annihilate the cultivators of the Quasi-Earth Realm. However, Wu Xiangjun actually survived with his indestructible golden body and the Nine-Turn Heavenly Art, and stood to the end.

The newcomers of Dengtian Ancient City couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Wu Xiangjun defended the glory of Dengtian Ancient City, and Song Tianming was just a flower stand that burned out the rest of his life and shone for a moment. Compared with the top talents at the peak, the gap is not a little bit.

Guan Yulin and Cao Yansong were pale, lonely and desperate in their hearts. Is Song Tianming really dead?

Song Tianling's sleeves fluttered, her eyes were sharp. If her brother really had an accident, she would let the world be buried with him.

Yang Jue, who was watching the battle, clenched his fists and breathed a sigh of relief. Song Tianming finally died.

At this time, Mo Yuhao laughed loudly and said wantonly: "It's a pity that Song Tianming died, and I can't take revenge."

Mo Yuhao felt a little bit wronged. He spent a lot of money to invite his brother Mo Ao to come out of the mountain, but before he could make a move, Song Tianming died at the hands of others. The top-notch treasures he paid for were really wasted!

Cao Yansong and Guan Yulin immediately turned their heads to look at Mo Yuhao, with anger flashing in their pupils. This man is very hateful.

Song Tianling is even more ruthless and doesn't say much. With his sleeves fluttering, a flying sword leaped up, shuttled through the void, and went straight for Mo Yuhao's head.

The speed of this sword was so fast that it crossed the extreme realm, and even a group of outer disciples in the Xuan realm couldn't catch the trajectory.

Dang!

Mo Ao's wrist stretched out like lightning, accurately grasped the flying sword offered by Song Tianling, and then crushed it.

Mo Yuhao looked at the sword tip of the flying sword that was close at hand, swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and stepped back a few steps. If Mo Ao hadn't taken action, he would have died just now!

"This bitch actually dared to attack me, Mo Ao clan brother, quickly capture and kill this girl!"

Mo Yuhao was so angry that he had long forgotten the rule of Dengtian Sect that private fights were not allowed. Since he didn't kill Song Tianming, it would be the same to kill his sister Song Tianling to vent his anger.

However, Mo Ao was extremely calm. He was familiar with Song Tianling's identity and did not choose to take action. Instead, he quietly looked at a beautiful figure in the distance.

Liu Yiyi flew over from a distance on a sword, her eyebrows were furious, and she scolded: "Who dares to talk nonsense, don't you take our Sixth Peak seriously?"

Bang!

The wooden sword under Liu Yiyi's feet burst into sword light, and immediately the emerald green sword energy crossed the void and rushed in all directions. The pressure was so great that Mo Ao, a master on the Earth List, gritted his teeth and grinned.

The onlookers were horrified. Liu Yiyi was a famous beauty in the Dengtian Sect and was also one of the top 30 masters in the Tianbang. The terrifying sword energy she exuded was so terrifying that even the elders of the sect were shocked and praised her.

Mo Ao said with a stiff face: "Senior Sister Liu, my cousin didn't mean it. Please spare his life."

As he spoke, Mo Ao slapped Mo Yuhao's face with two palms. The power was so strong that he beat Mo Yuhao into a pig's head and broke several teeth.

Mo Yuhao was stunned. He was attacked by Song Tianling. He just said something nonsense. How could he become a sinner?

Liu Yiyi pressed forward step by step. The sword energy under her feet was like a thousand-year-old tree rooted in the earth. It was so surging and deep that it pressed Mo Yuhao so hard that he felt that his bones were about to break.

Mo Yuhao was extremely surprised. Is this the foundation of the inner disciples? It is completely incomparable to a newcomer like himself.

In the end, several elders of the sect had to come forward to persuade them to stop fighting before Liu Yiyi was willing to give up.

As for Song Tianling's sudden attack and wounding, no one mentioned it again, and no one dared to mention it.

Song Tianling is a rare divine Dao Tianpin Qualification holder in Dengtian Sect for a hundred years. She has too many privileges, and the head of Dengtian Sect values ​​her very much. Not to mention that she attempted murder, even if she really took off Mo Yuhao's head, no one dared to touch her at all.

Song Tianling clenched her fists and looked very depressed.

Liu Yiyi came over to comfort her: "Little girl, what are you depressed about? Your brother is not dead yet!"

"Ah!" Song Tianling looked puzzled and puzzled, and hurriedly asked: "Senior Sister Liu, are you telling the truth?"

Guan Yulin and Cao Yansong also swept away the haze and looked anxiously at the fighting stage, but there was no one on the stage except Wu Xiangjun who was bleeding continuously.

"You need to have a broad vision. Didn't you see such a huge foreign object in the sky?"

Liu Yiyi pointed her slender jade finger at the void, and everyone's eyes followed it. Finally, in the layers of smoke and dust, they saw a huge meteorite floating in the air!

"Where did the meteorite come from? There was no such thing on the fighting stage before!" Cao Yansong scratched his head. Even if his Tongbao Spirit Eyes were fully loaded, he couldn't see through this huge floating meteorite.

The elders of the sect who were in the earth realm also looked serious and moved. Even with their soul power, they had to go all out to find a trace of life in this suspended meteorite.

Yang Jue's pupils contracted and he trembled all over. Song Tianming couldn't really be alive!

Mo Yuhao stomped his feet excitedly. It was great that Song Tianming was not dead. His clan brother could teach him a lesson for him.

On the fighting stage, Wu Xiangjun stared at the cold meteorite suspended in the air and trembled in his heart. His intuition told him that Song Tianming was among them.

"Impossible, what on earth is this suspended cold meteorite? Why can it withstand my flesh and blood bomb!"

Wu Xiangjun's body trembled, not only because of shock, but also because of pain. Even his indestructible golden body superimposed with the Nine Revolutions Heavenly Art was barely alive, but this suspended cold meteorite was tightly floating and unharmed!

Kakaka!

Cracks appeared on the surface of the cold meteorite, and then it continued to disintegrate. Song Tianming walked out of the debris and dust. His body was broken, but it was much better than Wu Xiangjun. At least he still maintained basic mobility.

Song Tianling, Guan Yulin and others were very excited when they saw this. Song Tianming was still alive and not seriously injured.

Wu Xiangjun stared at Song Tianming with despair. He was very unwilling. A beast-like desperate roar came from his throat, but it was meaningless. Song Tianming easily punched him out of the fighting stage.

"Your method is nothing more than this!" Song Tianming turned his back to Wu Xiangjun and made a final mockery, which directly made Wu Xiangjun spit blood crazily. The accumulated injuries in his body also burst out, and blood gushed out of his body like fists, and his bones were broken.

If it weren't for a sect elder who was interested in taking a disciple and immediately used a ground-level elixir to heal Wu Xiangjun's injuries, Wu Xiangjun would really die.

However, due to this serious injury, even if Wu Xiangjun did not die, most of his potential was destroyed and he will need a long time of recuperation in the future.