Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

"I wonder which answer Fellow Daoist Ling would like to hear?" Zhang Yuanjing answered irrelevantly, his expression extremely serious, without the slightest hint of jest.

Ling Zhijian was stunned for a moment, then sighed softly, "Ling has asked such a foolish question, I've made a fool of myself in front of you, Fellow Daoist."

Zhang Yuanjing shook his head and said nothing.

Regarding the matter of the flying token, no matter what Zhang Yuanjing said, the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Abyss of Heavenly Demons would not believe him. They would only capture him and directly search for the answer from his sea of consciousness.

Ling Zhijian then said, "Was it you who broke into the mountain's grand formation, destroyed the formation's foundation, and slaughtered tens of thousands of demon birds?"

Zhang Yuanjing waved the great axe in his hand and said loudly, "Fellow Daoist Ling, there's no need to dwell on these trivialities. After more than seventy years, you and I meet again in this place, each for our own sect, what need is there for further words! Let's fight!"

Ling Zhijian smiled wryly, "Indeed. Seventy years apart, you and I have both become Core Formation中期 cultivators. And we meet again in this mountain range, it seems we are destined to have a battle. Please!"

Zhang Yuanjing threw out the Armor-Piercing Axe in his hand, controlling it to strike directly at Ling Zhijian.

Ling Zhijian stretched out his right hand, and a crystal-clear short sword appeared out of thin air, the sword body flowing with cold light, horizontally slashing forward, as if cutting a deep trench out of the space of several zhang. The Armor-Piercing Axe fell into this place and disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Yuanjing beckoned, and the Armor-Piercing Axe returned from the deep trench, without any damage.

However, when the Armor-Piercing Axe entered the trench, it seemed to be frozen by Xuan Ice. If he hadn't reacted quickly and retrieved it in time, the axe might have been left there.

Ling Zhijian's sword seemed to sever space, but it was actually a use of ice-type techniques. The so-called deep trench was just an appearance used to deceive the opponent, while its true essence was to directly freeze that space with the power of ice, like a solid thick shield, blocking the attack of the Armor-Piercing Axe.

Zhang Yuanjing took out the Thick Earth Spell Sword, waved it and slashed, using the Quicksand Technique to engulf Ling Zhijian. Then, flying stones rained down.

Ling Zhijian was in the killing formation, but he didn't panic at all. He suspended the disc-shaped magic weapon above his head, allowing it to rotate rapidly, generating a strong wind force, pushing all the falling rocks and surrounding yellow sand to the side.

At this time, the Armor-Piercing Axe was also released by Zhang Yuanjing, using the cover of the yellow sand to strike at Ling Zhijian.

Ling Zhijian slapped the crystal short sword forward, and several cold ice energies, like flying arrows, continuously shot at the axe face of the Armor-Piercing Axe, knocking it far away.

At this time, the yellow sand around Ling Zhijian had been blown away by the strong wind, and the restriction on his divine sense naturally no longer existed.

He used the disc-shaped magic weapon to protect his head, and suddenly jumped up, rushing out of the Quicksand Formation.

His feet shifted and changed positions, and he continuously released four crystal-shining flying swords, interlacing each other, condensing countless ice flowers, fluttering and flying towards Zhang Yuanjing.

Zhang Yuanjing stepped in the void, trying to avoid these ice flowers, but these ice flowers seemed to be attracted by something and kept chasing him.

He simply sacrificed the Truth-Fixing Disk, directly fixing the approaching ice flowers, and then swept them away with his mana, eliminating them all.

Ling Zhijian glanced at the Truth-Fixing Disk, and changed the hand seals. The four flying swords that created the ice flowers swiftly killed Zhang Yuanjing.

Zhang Yuanjing raised his hand and used Earth Defense, condensing two earth walls in front of him.

He thought that earth countered water, and two earth walls would be enough to defend against the four flying swords. Unexpectedly, the four swords directly passed through the earth walls, instantly killing him.

These four swords were all high-grade magic weapons, extremely sharp. Breaking through the earth walls only left a soybean-sized mark.

Zhang Yuanjing quickly stimulated the power of the Truth-Fixing Disk, barely fixing the rapidly slashing four swords.

However, before he could take away the four flying swords, the four swords trembled slightly, broke free from the sealed space of the Truth-Fixing Disk, turned into four cold lights, and slashed towards his vital neck.

Zhang Yuanjing had no choice but to sacrifice the Evil-Repelling Umbrella. The umbrella opened, and the umbrella surface bounced the four flying swords away.

Ling Zhijian was quite surprised. He cast a complex hand seal, and the four crystal short swords suddenly merged into one, turning into a four-foot-long sword. The sword was radiant like water. Before the sword arrived, the aura slashed first, causing the Evil-Repelling Umbrella to bang.

Zhang Yuanjing had already retracted the Truth-Fixing Disk, only defending with the Evil-Repelling Umbrella, while his divine sense controlled the Armor-Piercing Axe, slashing back and forth at Ling Zhijian.

Controlling the four-foot-long sword seemed quite difficult for Ling Zhijian, so he had already retracted the disc-shaped magic weapon. At this time, facing the Armor-Piercing Axe, he only used a light and agile movement technique to dodge back and forth.

The four-foot-long sword accumulated extreme momentum, suddenly flashing a dazzling light, and slashed fiercely on the Evil-Repelling Umbrella.

"Boom!"

The Evil-Repelling Umbrella trembled violently, and the umbrella surface even tightened downwards, but it quickly bounced back, breaking the long sword open.

Ling Zhijian's expression became solemn. He raised his left hand, and another sword appeared in his hand. This sword was three feet long, jet-black, flashing with a dark light, like countless rotating circles, and sometimes turning into dark green eyes, hooking souls and seizing spirits.

Ling Zhijian swallowed a pill, quickly flashed to avoid the attacking Armor-Piercing Axe, and cast hand seals with both hands at the same time. This black sword and the previous four-foot crystal-clear sword stood side by side, the two colors of light intertwined, like a black and white net, and with the attack of the two swords, they suddenly enveloped Zhang Yuanjing.

Zhang Yuanjing carefully distinguished the true meaning of the sword energy and realized that this move was attacking both the physical body and the divine soul at the same time, which was very sharp.

However, the defense of the Evil-Repelling Umbrella was mainly focused on the divine soul, so this move was useless.

He poured mana into the umbrella, and the five-colored, fused, round umbrella surface shone brightly, facing the black and white net, rushing upwards.

In an instant, the white sword energy scattered, but the black sword energy adhered to the umbrella surface, trying to penetrate inward.

The umbrella gently turned, dissolving the black sword energy into nothingness, and then used the sharp point on the umbrella handle as a blade, intersecting with the two swords. With only one strike, it knocked the two swords away.

Ling Zhijian's face turned red, and his aura instantly weakened. He almost failed to dodge the slashing Armor-Piercing Axe.

He quickly retreated, pointed back, and the black and white swords quickly approached each other in the sky, trying to merge.

However, there seemed to be a strong repulsive force between the two swords. The closer they got, the more difficult it became. They were always unable to completely align, just a fraction of an inch away.

A look of hesitation flashed in Ling Zhijian's eyes, but he quickly revealed a resolute look. He took out a spirit talisman, used a hand seal to guide it, and launched it.

The spirit talisman was black and white, shaped like a Tai Chi diagram. It exploded in the air, turning into two strands of profound sword energy, and wrapped around the black and white swords.

Zhang Yuanjing saw the extraordinary nature of this spirit talisman and speculated that it must be this person's trump card, and might have great power.

He didn't stay in place to wait for the enemy, but retracted the Evil-Repelling Umbrella and went straight down.

Ling Zhijian frowned, knowing that he wanted to hide in the earth, but he had no means to stop him. He could only grit his teeth and pour all his mana into the two swords.

At this time, the Armor-Piercing Axe was still relentlessly chasing him. He was unable to use that strange movement technique, so he took out a Wind-Riding Talisman, patted it on his waist, and relied on the power of the spirit talisman to barely dodge.

At this time, the two strands of sword energy had already entered the two swords, driving the two swords to merge into a light gray long sword, attracting the surrounding spiritual power like a tide, and instantly erupting with the power of the Core Formation realm's limit, slashing towards Zhang Yuanjing below.

Zhang Yuanjing's body trembled, feeling a great danger. He accelerated sharply, drilling straight into the ground, and going deeper into the soil layer.

Originally, he just wanted to have a fair duel with this person and try out his methods, so he didn't use the Yang Refining Umbrella.

When this person used his backhand, he found that if he used the Yang Refining Umbrella to resist, it would inevitably consume a lot of its power. In this way, if there was a major crisis, this umbrella might not be able to be used.

So, he simply hid the Yang Refining Umbrella deeply, and only used the Earth Escape Technique to avoid the killing move. Of course, if this couldn't be blocked, the Yang Refining Umbrella would have to be used.

"Boom!"

The gray sword, with violent power, slashed on the ground. The huge force was released, creating a huge pit where Zhang Yuanjing entered the ground.

A wisp of invisible sword energy shot out from the sword, instantly breaking through the layers of soil and penetrating to a depth of more than one hundred and fifty zhang, directly chasing Zhang Yuanjing's back.

Zhang Yuanjing summoned the Origin Stone, turning it into a stone shield, blocking it behind him, blocking the sword energy.

Stabbed by the sword energy, the Origin Stone trembled violently, shook twice, shrank instantly, and flew back into Zhang Yuanjing's body.

And that wisp of sword energy, after being blocked by this, was also at the end of its strength, and finally dissipated in the soil.

Zhang Yuanjing turned his body, rapidly escaping upwards, and in a few breaths, he rushed out of the ground, rushing towards Ling Zhijian, who was holding the black and white swords and still watching in the sky.

Ling Zhijian hurriedly avoided the Armor-Piercing Axe, which was already as fast as lightning, and saw that Zhang Yuanjing was unscathed. Knowing that he couldn't hesitate, he took out a silver talisman shaped like a flying shuttle from the storage bracelet, and stuck it to his chest. Immediately, silver-white light was released from the talisman, wrapping his whole body. With just a flash, he disappeared like a stream of light in the western sky.