What Should I Do If I Can’T Die?

Hearing everyone's discussion, Song Shi couldn't help but think of the Golden Body Technique obtained from Tonghu.

Recently, Guanggu and Liu Ruxue went to double practice, but they didn't have time to practice yet. This time I went on a mission just to practice, and I could get a chance to win a lottery.

He walked towards Chen Yiling calmly and jumped on the ground.

With a bang, the ground cracked, and he was shot out like a cannonball. He rushed for more than ten meters and finally landed firmly on the tower.

This made many acquired Martial Artists' expressions change slightly. The tower in front of them was over six feet high. If someone could jump up to it with only the strength of his body, he was definitely an Innate.

"Hidden so deeply, it's actually an Innate."

"Just talk about how the Song family can still survive when they encounter a ruthless monster like Hei Duzi. Apart from Qin Dao's protection, this person probably also played a role."

Amid everyone's surprised gazes, Song Shi faced the heroic Chen Yiling and asked, "Is something wrong?"

"You follow me next and follow my instructions."

Chen Yiling glanced sharply at Song Shi: "With us, there is no need to hide. Showing your strength can get more attention and resources."

"The light body technique I exchanged last time has not been given to me yet." Song Shi still thinks about this.

Chen Yiling frowned: "You didn't come to get it yourself, and you asked someone to come after you. Don't blame us."

"Song Shi, what you want."

A Dong, who was standing by, wisely handed a booklet to Song Shi.

I took a look at it and saw that it was the Light Body Technique, a Low Level spell that can make you as light as a swallow when you cast it. It is not difficult to practice.

Within a week, he was sure to complete the practice.

Wuchenzi came over: "Junior sister, we have to set off as soon as possible, the two seniors are still waiting for us."

"Registration is in progress and should be completed within a quarter of an hour."

Chen Yiling looked at the monks below who were receiving wooden plaques, "But the above requires at least 200 people, and I'm afraid we won't be able to do it today."

"Senior Huang ordered us to recruit a group of people and bring them there first. We need a large number of monks to intimidate them."

Wuchenzi glanced at the monks who had completed the registration, "Look at this, the first batch is of the best quality, and there are many Innate Martial Artists and Qi Refining Late Stage."

"Wuchen Fellow Daoist, where will we go next?" Cai Daoist jumped up lightly and handed over to Wuchenzi.

"The rebels were forced to the Ten Thousand Poisons Mountains by my Daqian army. They wanted to wipe them out in one fell swoop. However, there were too many poisons in the Ten Thousand Poisons Mountains, so we could only encircle them but not attack them. We went over to kill the monks among them. Without capable people to protect them, they It will collapse."

Wuchenzi proudly talked about the results of the battle.

"Ten Thousand Poison Mountains!"

Song Shi was surprised. This was a primitive mountain range where even the monks could not guarantee their safety. It was in the southwest of Jinzhou and was rampant with poisons, but Hei Duzi seemed to like that place very much.

"I actually want to go to the Ten Thousand Poison Mountains. Old man, I don't know if my body can withstand the torment."

In the yellow light, Old Man Dou was sitting on crutches, with green light all over his body, and he flew up unsteadily.

"Nima, is this old guy pretending to be like this?"

Song Shi looked at it with contempt. According to Hei Duzi's experience, immortal cultivators are different from ordinary people. They are old and sophisticated, and they will definitely not look like they may fall down at any time when the Law Weapon is flying.

The latter noticed something and stared at Song Shi with his cloudy old eyes: "Young man, what is your look like? Do you dislike the old man?"

"No, my eyes have been like this since I was a child."

Song Shi feels that this old guy is more dangerous than Cai Daoist.

"A dandy from a mortal rich family who is about to be wiped out dares to call himself a prince in front of all the monks?"

In the somewhat sharp male voice, a pair of nostrils appeared, with oily hair and pink face, looking down at Song Shi, making him want to punch him when he saw it.

"Chang Sunji! Are you not dead yet?"

Song Shi doesn't need to be polite this time, he can beat this guy casually with his strength.

The latter was dressed in a red robe and said coldly: "If you give that evil Daoist ten courages, he would not dare to kill me. Boy, remember, there can only be one young master here, and that is me. If you dare to call yourself me here again, Young Master, I’ll beat you every time I see you!”

These arrogant and domineering words made everyone present quite unhappy, but no one spoke, but looked at Song Shi with interest.

An ordinary dude and a dude from a cultivating family met here.

He is also a young master, but the eldest grandson of the cultivating family Ji is much more powerful. The best choice for this person is to shut up and surrender.

Song Shi didn't care about a title at first. He usually called himself Young Master because he was the Young Master to begin with, it was just a habit.

These guys actually used this to humiliate him. They were so self-righteous. He still wanted this title today!

He turned to Changsun Ji, fire dancing on his fists: "Interesting, have you been beaten out of your confidence by the evil ghost Daoist? Come on, come and see if you hit me?"

An astonishing evil spirit erupted, and a hot wind blew up. Everyone couldn't help but look sideways, how did this young man have such heavy evil energy?

The powerful force is like a volcano erupting, the air is turbulent, and the temperature suddenly rises, forming a domineering and scorching pressure.

Changsun Ji's expression changed. He hadn't seen him for more than ten days. How could this guy be so powerful? His Qi Refining eighth-level cultivation was actually completely suppressed.

If I really do it, I'm afraid I'll make a fool of myself.

"I have no interest in taking action, Ada. Give him a good beating."

He smiled mockingly, and the void behind him fluctuated for a moment, and a man in black robes and a faceless mask appeared like a ghost. There was no emotion in his eyes, and he stopped in front of Song Shi in an instant.

Although this person did not deliberately release his power, he was like an abyss in front of Song Shi's momentum, and easily blocked Song Shi's pressure.

Song Shi's pupils shrank, and he actually felt the pressure.

Could this person be at the Foundation Building Transcendent level?

"This is……"

When Wu Chenzi saw the man in the black robe and mask, he was surprised and said: "The Wuying Guard of Prince Fengxian's Mansion!"

He couldn't help but show jealousy. This kind of person is obviously very annoying, but he has a profound background and is actually equipped with such a guard when he encounters a danger.

Chen Yiling's eyes changed drastically and he shouted hurriedly: "Stop!"

But this man was only listening to the commander Sun Ji. He raised his hand without any hesitation, and the water-like blue Qi Yuan turned into a millstone-like energy hand and blasted out unstoppably.

Song Shi snorted, and Jiuyang's true power gathered in his palm, turning into a giant red iron sand palm, hitting him head on without retreating or avoiding.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and the incompatible forces collided. Song Shi's iron sand palm seemed to be rolling in flames. It was about the same size as the opponent's palm print, but one was in gaseous state and the other was in liquid state. There was a significant gap.

Just for a moment, the iron sand palm was extinguished, and the big blue hand shrank in half and continued to fly out.

Just when everyone thought Song Shi was bound to be defeated, a fiery red bull appeared on his fist and punched the big blue hand, beating it to pieces.

Song Shi was pushed half a foot away by a big hand. The cuffs of her sleeves were shattered, and a wave of waves spread, causing spider web cracks to appear on the floor.

"Um?"

The ruthless man in the black robe mask was surprised: "Innate Qi Refining can actually take a casual blow from Transcendent, and he has some skills."

"Not only can I take your attacks, I can also kill you!"

Song Shi looked cold. If a Transcendent came out to bully him, don't blame him for breaking the Transcendent's head!