Kill me a few more times and I'll be invincible

Chapter 423

Nanzhou, on top of an old city.

In the dilapidated Taoist temple, Elder Cangyang of Xuantian Sect strolled through the fallen leaves and looked down at the broken statues of immortals under his feet.

One of them looked exactly like him.

"What a sin." Elder Cangyang sighed slightly, turned around and looked at the disciples behind him:

"People in the world are so ignorant, they only know to blindly follow the crowd, worshipping gods and immortals at one time, and destroying Taoist temples and our statues at another time..."

"What you did is really useless. I have to go there again, and then I have to build another Taoist temple. Why bother?"

"Why should Master worry about it?" The leading Jindan disciple answered:

"We will do such trivial things. Why does Master need to take action?"

Elder Cangyang nodded and waved his hand to let them leave:

"Since you know what to do, go ahead."

"Mortals don't respect gods and immortals, so they have to remember why we cultivators are called...supreme immortals by the world."

The reason why cultivators are called supreme immortals by the world is naturally because their magic has incredible power, which can move mountains and fill the sea, and flatten mountains.

So Elder Cangyang didn't take the resistance of these mortals seriously.

The huge gap between immortals and mortals is a chasm that cannot be filled by numbers.

After the disciples left, Elder Cangyang sat in this Taoist temple, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

The head of Xuantian Sect asked them to split up into multiple groups, and use the magic of Yuanying cultivators to show their immortality in various major cities in Nanzhou and fight back against the Southern Army.

But Elder Cangyang was a lazy guy. He would let his disciples do it for him, so why did he need to do it himself?

Of course, he also knew that this was an important matter designated by the head of the sect himself, so he would naturally stay in this city to avoid a car accident.

He closed his eyes and rested his mind.

And in this city, dark clouds gradually covered the top of the sky, and strong winds blew.

One by one, the immortal cultivators with immortal appearances showed their figures...

However, at this moment.

At the corner of the street, an old man with only half of his face left walked out.

This man's hair and beard were all white, and his back was vicissitudes.

Half of his face was covered with traces of burns, while the other half looked like a middle-aged man with gentle wrinkles and not much old age.

He did not speak, but just stood at the gate of the Taoist temple, stopping the cultivators who had just walked out.

At first, the cultivators were a little suspicious.

After all, Xuantian Sect had suffered a lot at the hands of the mortal warriors Qiao family.

Even these Jindan and foundation-building cultivators had heard about it.

Now that a mortal suddenly dared to stop them in person, they did suspect that there was something strange going on, and they became cautious.

But after carefully sensing the situation of this person, they were relieved.

"A mere foundation-building casual cultivator dares to stop our Xuantian Sect?" The leading Jindan cultivator immediately scolded.

If he can't deal with the Qiao family, can't he deal with you, a foundation-building casual cultivator?

He snorted coldly, raised his hand, and shot out a bone-eroding fire.

This bone-eroding fire talisman is the masterpiece of Xuantian Sect's great elder Jiuyang. It is a powerful weapon for mortal warriors and also has considerable power for immortal cultivators.

The red fire swelled with the wind and turned into a large sea of ​​fire in the blink of an eye, covering the half-faced old man and his surroundings.

The half-faced old man still stood there, like an old pine tree.

The blazing flames enveloped the surroundings, but the old man stood there calmly, with only the real energy that seemed to penetrate his body lingering, making his robes rustle and twist slightly in the flames and heat waves.

"Decades have passed, and the immortal cultivators still use the same magic and moves..."

The half-faced old man Li Changshi gently stretched out his palm and stroked his half-broken face.

Once upon a time, he was defeated by the "Bone-Eroding Fire" of the immortal cultivator. Although he escaped with his life by chance, he was also seriously injured, with only half of his face left. As a result, he retired from the battlefield and became the keeper of the armory for decades.

During these decades, his fighting spirit has not been eliminated. After the martial arts were cut off, he once tried to switch to the immortal path... But for the immortal path of casual cultivators, building a foundation is already a major hurdle, and this road is not feasible.

"But these decades have not been in vain."

Li Changshi's only remaining eye burst into a brilliant light. He took a step forward, and the long sword on his waist was instantly unsheathed, and a bright sword light immediately burst out.

Under the sharp sword light, the sea of ​​fire that spread all around cut a silver line in the middle, and the rising flames stopped for a while.

The eyes of the Jindan cultivator who spoke just now widened slightly, a blood line appeared on his neck, and his head soared into the sky.

"Hmm?" The surrounding cultivators were immediately shocked:

"This person is not a casual cultivator in the foundation building stage, but a warrior in the human world..."

Mortal warriors are like rabbits that suddenly grow fangs in the forest. Before they open their mouths and show their fangs, these cultivators don't know whether these rabbits are the harmless rabbits in the past or the strange species that appear today.

"Don't panic, they are just mortal warriors. We are in large numbers, and Elder Cangyang is behind us..."

Elder Cangyang brought many disciples of Xuantian Sect.

There are five or six Jindan cultivators, and more than twenty foundation building cultivators behind them.

"You are wrong again, I am really cultivating immortals." From Li Changshi's sleeves, a stone city flew out, and a white-haired old soldier walked out of it.

"And the one with the most people and power should be us."

The three hundred old soldiers had a tacit understanding, and when they walked out of the stone city, they had already formed a battle formation.

In the Baili Desert, they practiced Li Changge's "Military Martial Arts Canon", and later practiced "Humanity Sutra", "Divine Change Secret", "Spiritual Sound Transmission Technique" and so on.

After years of hard fighting and with a special communication secret method, the three hundred old soldiers were in tune with each other, cooperated tacitly, and were as one.

The Baili Desert is the secret realm of the Zhongzhou Dao Sect, a specially customized, food-deficient, water-deficient, harsh and difficult place to nurture the soul.

Therefore, after decades of experience, the three hundred old soldiers' spiritual cultivation is quite high.

When they first left the desert and replenished their qi and blood, dozens of them broke through to the third level of spiritual cultivation. Yan

Now, two years later, the changes are even more obvious. Nearly a hundred people have practiced "Divine Change Secret" and practiced true strength.

After fighting with these dozens of immortal cultivators for a few rounds, they successfully divided the battlefield, separating the other cultivators from each other, forming more than ten small battlefields.

Comparing the two sides, the battlefield is almost one-sided.

But soon.

In the Taoist temple, Elder Cangyang, who had closed his eyes to rest, opened his eyes.

Although he didn't like to worry about these troubles, his Jindan disciples were all killed, how could he sit back and watch?

He stood up, his body turned into a red light and suddenly came, a palm thunder exploded with lightning, blasting the old soldiers such as Li Changshi, who was the leader, away, and a gap was blasted out of the battle formation.

"It's the Yuanying elder of the immortal sect..." Li Changshi's face was solemn.

At this time, Li Changshi had also received telepathic messages from several other battlefields.

Needless to say, the battle situation on the side of the owner Qiao Xin.

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Brother Lu Yanbei worked together to kill the Yuanying, and a large part of the credit fell on Jianzhexian, who was a stone sword.

After all, this man was once the best in the world who overpowered the Martial Saint and swept the martial arts world invincible. Even if he lost his physical body, he should not be underestimated.

On the other side, Xue Changhe has accumulated more than a thousand years of skills... It can even be said that he is not alone, but the condensed skills of the ancestors of the Xue family.

And what do they have?

Although the three hundred old soldiers are numerous and well-coordinated, they are not martial arts geniuses like Xue Changhe and Jian Zexian...

Although the Qiao family Taoyuan Villa has given many magical skills, it has only been one or two years now. No matter how good the magical skills are, you have to spend time and effort to practice them...

Although the martial arts of the three hundred old soldiers are qualitatively different from when they were trapped in the desert before their true strength was formed, it is too difficult for them to fight against the Yuanying elder...

"Even so, we can't retreat." Li Changshi stood up, concentrating his mind and breathing, his expression was still firm.

In their eyes, people like the owner Qiao Xin, Jian Zexian, and the long river of blood are all outstanding people of the time.

But they are different.

The three hundred old soldiers are not geniuses, but old white-haired soldiers who used to guard the city.

"What Wang Songhe said is right." Li Changshi silently transmitted his voice:

"In this world, there must be outstanding people, but ordinary people like us cannot be cowards who only ask for help and sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor."

The three hundred old soldiers responded in unison, and their swords cut through the air with blades, and the sky was illuminated for a while.

They did not lack the courage to fight to the death.

In the 100-mile desert, the fire of forty years has never been extinguished.

The Qiao family just took over the torches in their hands and passed them to the outside world of Jiuzhou. But the fire in their hearts was not extinguished.

"Not seeking victory in battle, but seeking to contain..." This thought flashed through Li Changshi's mind, and he used the telepathic sound transmission technique to guide the three hundred old soldiers to change their battle formations, turning from offense to defense...

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Qingming Valley.

The Xuantian Sect's headmaster said indifferently: "If I tell you that you have been lurking in Xuantian Sect for the past few days, you have been tricked into leaving the mountain, and the elders of my Xuantian Sect have already divided their troops and arrived at the ruins of the Taoist temples in the major cities of Nanzhou, how will you deal with it?"

Qiao Mu was stunned at first, and his face gradually changed.

For a while, the Qingming Cave Heaven small world on his shoulder continued to turn from virtual to real, and the weight became more and more amazing. His back continued to bend down little by little, gradually turning into an arc that was twisted like an inhuman.

This is not a weight that a person's body can bear. Even if he is ten or dozens of times stronger, he can't stop it. Now he can still support it, but the Xuantian Sect's headmaster has other intentions, and wants to slowly break his will.

But suddenly

"The strange elder Sun of Xuantian Sect pretended to be a ghost on the top of Tiger City and has been killed!"

"Xue Changhe's martial arts changed dramatically. He suddenly burst out and killed the strange man "Xuan Yang Shangxian" under the city of Yingcheng."

"The three hundred immortal soldiers of Yuancheng are fighting against the immortal monks. The situation is still unclear. Seek help..."

A series of telepathic messages appeared in Qiao Mu's mind.

Almost at the same time, the calm smile on the face of the head of Xuantian Sect gradually subsided.

According to the law of conservation of smiles, smiles will not appear out of thin air, nor will they disappear inexplicably, but will only transfer from one person's face to another's face.

So Qiao Mu smiled arrogantly all of a sudden.

"It seems that there are more than one foolish people in this world who are trying to shake a tree with an ant?" Qiao Mu said slowly while panting.

He is now in a state of near death.

The sooner he dies, the sooner he will be reborn. After this battle, he may have to rush to help Yuancheng, which is a hundred miles away...

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Qiao Mu has the telepathic sound transmission technique.

The immortal sect cultivators have the jade talisman that has existed since ancient times.

Just now, the Xuantian Sect master received a message saying that the life jade slips of three Yuanying elders in the sect were shattered, and they were obviously dead.

As for the fourth route, although Elder Cangyang is still there, many of his cultivators have also died in battle.

"Xuantian Sect cannot lose more Yuanying elders. Whoever did it must be settled one by one."

The Xuantian Sect master's face turned cold.

He originally wanted to torture Qiao Mu slowly, break his martial arts will, and find out more things.

But now he doesn't have the leisure time... Three more Yuanying elders died in battle, and there is no time for him, the master, to relax here.

"You are smiling happily, right?"

The Xuantian Sect master glanced at him coldly, and he gently stretched out his hand and raised his hand to press down.

The Qingming Cave Heaven Small World, which was almost stagnant, suddenly pressed down amid the rumbling sound.

There was no accident.

There was no small universe explosion, no accidental explosion before death.

Under the pressure of the Qingming Cave Heaven Small World refined by the True Immortal, Qiao Mu's figure was completely suppressed in an instant, completely deformed and twisted.

His flesh and bones were shattered along with the small stone mountain that collapsed under his feet, and completely turned into a ball of meat paste.

But before Qiao Mu died, the mocking smile on the corner of his mouth made the Xuantian Sect Master a little uneasy for no reason...

"The chief culprit has been killed."

The Xuantian Sect Master frowned and swept his consciousness around.

He was 100% sure that there was no Qiao family senior using magic such as the method of escaping the ground to approach secretly.

As a great Taoist master, he was naturally very confident in this point.

Then, he looked up at the Qingming Cave Heaven Small World that had just collapsed the stone mountain.

This Qingming Cave Heaven small world is not actually in this world. He just cast a spell to make it temporarily appear in this world.

"Qiao Shuangxin is dead. There is no living creature in the whole Nanzhou that can threaten me."

The head of Xuantian Sect hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand and pointed, and the Qingming Cave Heaven small world suddenly stopped again, and then hovered in the air.

There are still tens of thousands of spiritual farmers in the Qingming Medicine Valley below, and some sect monks who have not left in time are all resources of Xuantian Sect...

If it is to kill Qiao Shuangxin, sacrificing these is nothing.

But now that Qiao Shuangxin is dead, he will continue to manipulate the Qingming Cave Heaven small world and destroy this medicine valley...

But there is still a question lingering in his heart.

"What was Qiao Shuangxin thinking before he died?" The head of Xuantian Sect frowned.

He naturally couldn't guess what Qiao Mu was thinking before he died.

I admit that your calculation is indeed quite effective.

Without even casting a spell or really making a move, I was forced to a dead end from which there was no return.

But if I was revived with full health and opened the second stage, how would you deal with it?

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