Chapter 295: Killing a fellow Taoist, Nascent Soul Divine Mind (Additional updates!)

He answered with a stumbling sound.

"No, I didn't. When I bought the Nine-bend Spiritual Ginseng, I still covered my voice."

"But you bid before, and the location of the box won't change. You also showed your name in front of the auction house that day. You can't take this risk."

"Okay."

Wen Hua didn't argue any more. He knew that the situation was critical and he couldn't waste any more time. After identifying the direction, the three of them headed east.

He actually regretted it a little now.

But the Nine-bend Spiritual Ginseng was something he had to get. He had started collecting the materials for the Condensing Infant Pill a long time ago, and his father also helped him. After piecing together everything, the main medicine was only this one.

And.

He knew his father's good friend - [Xue Danzi]!

This Yuanying senior who specialized in the Great Dao of Human Pill was a high-level member of the Refining Heaven Demon Sect. He owed his father a favor in the past, and entrusted him with help. He would definitely be able to refine the Condensing Infant Pill.

He only needs this one plant to have a chance to reach the Nascent Soul Realm. How can he resist raising the price? Therefore, he has to bid even if he loses money!

The Nine-bend Spiritual Ginseng is useless to others.

For him, it is the last piece of the puzzle that he has worked hard to put together for many years, and he really can't give it up.

So, there is the current situation.

"This kind of opportunity, even if it is risky, can't be easily given up."

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To the east, Jinjian City.

The city lord here is the elder of the Holy Sect's Cold Blood Peak. After receiving the message from Wang Yu, the candidate elder, he agreed after a little consideration.

First, 300,000 spirit stones are not a small amount. Second, he intends to show goodwill to the candidate elder. After all, most of the city lords of the Holy Sect only have management rights for a hundred years.

After the hundred years expire.

Either he will be transferred to other cities, or he will return to the mountain gate of the Nilingxue Sect. For a cultivator like him who has no skills (ability to make money), it is no less than cutting off his path of cultivation.

Relying on his background, he had done his best to obtain the jurisdiction of Jinjian City for a hundred years. Qiao could not spend resources on him alone.

Therefore, he agreed to Wang Yu's message, which was quite refreshing.

After receiving the message, he put down the things at hand and flew away with an ice sword. The technique he practiced was called "Ice Sword Canon".

The name of his natal magic weapon was [Cold Blood Sword]!

It was a popular inheritance among the four families of Hanxue Peak, Xue, Chu, Qiao, and Ji, because Tianshuang Demon Lord used this technique to condense the infant and showed great power.

It was admired and admired by the younger generations of the four families!

"The young man's cultivation is in the early and middle stages of the Jindan, and the two old men are in the late Jindan. This candidate elder is really good at picking prey..."

He murmured a few words in his heart, and his figure quickly crossed the sky.

The information given by Wang Yu was very simple, but it was enough for the sword cultivator surnamed Qiao to make an accurate judgment. Moreover, his mission was not to intercept but to track.

If he found someone, he would pass the message on, and when the manpower was gathered, he would attack together. The things to cover up his identity must be prepared.

Although it is a bit like covering one's ears and stealing a bell.

But... it doesn't matter, just leave the people in this land, who knows it was them who did it?

In the past, Wang Yu felt that it was not appropriate to take the initiative to rob people.

Now he is extremely decisive. People will change. In this land, if you don't rob others, others will rob you.

It is impossible for you and me to be good, and everyone to ascend together to enjoy immortality. This road is extremely cruel whether in Taihu or Chiyuan.

If you lose, you will die and your clan will be destroyed, and you will never be reborn.

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Two hours later.

"Who?"

Wen Hua's team of three people was escaping at a high speed, but he suddenly stopped, and the bandage tied between his eyebrows suddenly opened a black and white eyeball.

This is not a magical secret method, but a special eye pupil magic weapon.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"But is there anyone?"

The two old men guarded him on both sides, looking around with defensive eyes. Wen Hua frowned and looked at a dense cloud farther behind him, and spoke quickly.

"Two elders, that position... use a large-scale magic."

"Okay."

The two looked at each other and took a deep breath.

Hoohoohoo——

A gust of black wind suddenly blew between heaven and earth, and each wisp carried Yin-type magic power, as if it could split rocks and penetrate clouds to sweep away everything that was covered.

At that time, another sword sounded.

A series of cold sword qi suddenly burst out, blocking all the Yin wind in a small area. The sword cultivator surnamed Qiao had an ugly face. He really didn't expect to be discovered not long after tracking.

If he was the only one fighting against three Jindan.

With two of them in the late stage, it was really not a good situation, and he would definitely be defeated.

"Who are you?"

Wen Hua asked himself for a while, and then said again. "Forget it, we shouldn't waste time at this moment. The two elders should go all out to kill this beast."

"Yes!"

"Leave it to us."

The previous attack was just a test. They hadn't used all their strength yet. Knowing the priorities, they had already used all their strength when they attacked again!

The natal magic weapons that were sacrificed together were actually two black clay pots, which seemed to store endless black water. As the magic power was activated, they were thrown into the air.

The two top-grade magic weapons turned into black clay pots hundreds of meters long. The surging black water, with a cold and gloomy aura that corroded everything, attacked the sword cultivator named Qiao.

He couldn't just sit there and wait for death, so he shouted loudly.

The natal magic weapon, the Cold Blood Sword, was blessed by magic power, and immediately emitted a colder chill. As its size rapidly grew, the spreading black water began to freeze.

But after only a moment of stalemate, the ice blocks were broken.

The sword cultivator surnamed Qiao tried his best to suck the milk, but he couldn't stop the black water from the jars from drowning him.

"Buzz——"

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Seeing that the battle was about to end quickly, suddenly another glacier shadow appeared in the sky. It was the natal magical power of Jianxiu named Qiao.

[Glacier Undercurrent Sword]!

The Glacier Sword Manual comes with a set of sword fighting skills that can be used near or far, with the wonder of glacier flow. It seems that the glacier is made of solid ice and is as motionless as a mountain. It is almost impossible to see it moving.

In fact, there are turbulent undercurrents underneath, and there is extreme movement in the extreme silence. This is the mystery of this technique. This natal magical power contains the core mystery of the Glacier Sword Canon.

Once this technique was performed, all the black water released by the two earthen jars was frozen.

There was a crisp boom.

The long river of black ice shattered and turned into a long river of ice flakes. The sword cultivator surnamed Qiao, who was covered in blood, roared and waved the long sword in his hand, spinning around and doing a jumping chop.

Then Hei Bing Changhe turned his gun and rushed towards the two old men. The two were also shocked by the strength of the sword cultivator named Qiao. After all, there were few monks with such ability in the Yin and Yang Sect.

Immediately, one person manipulated the earthen jar and used the mouth of the jar to swallow up all the ice fragments in the river. The other person used the escape method to rush forward, and the second pitch black earthen jar violently covered it.

The roar of the water inside can be heard even from thousands of meters away.

The situation of Jian Xiu named Qiao is not good.

Although he can fight back, it is still difficult to cross the chasm of the realm. He can still try to drag one person down, but fighting two at the same time is really difficult for him.

The battle is coming to an end.

Wen Hua's brows at the back deepened.

"The alchemy-forming monk from the Cold Blood Peak of the Niling Blood Sect? Why are you following me... Could it be because of the Nine-Tune Spiritual Ginseng that I got at the auction?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and his reaction was too fast, unless the other party also used a small teleportation array, and the teleportation position was near them.

Only in this way can we catch up so quickly, but the possibility is too low.

"No...that's not right.

"Instead of believing in the coincidence brought about by the small movement formation, it is more likely that someone nearby... is the Lord of the Holy Sect!"

Although Wen Hua is arrogant and domineering, he is not a complete idiot. Without fighting, he naturally has time to think about the problems encountered along the way.

After thinking about it, the only possibility was this. Someone ordered the Lord of the Holy Sect to round him up!

This battle has already delayed a lot of time. If the other party had sent a message early...

Thinking of this, Wen Hua felt cold in his heart.

Horrified: "The situation between the two elders is not right. I will take the first step. After you deal with this person, you will quickly follow. We will meet at the Yin and Yang Gate."

"You're not completely stupid."

Wen Hua, who had just turned around and fled, but had not escaped two miles away, suddenly heard Wang Yu's voice in his ears, and at the same time, a pair of eyes full of terror and murderous intent looked over.

His body froze, tears, snot, and saliva.

It's like a flood coming out of a reservoir. It's like a torrent flowing down three thousand feet!

The huge Shura was covered in blood, and his arms were pulled back.

Boom is a punch!

After possessing magic power, this great magical power has been completely transformed. Luo Chen had tested its power before. At this time, Wang Yu's cultivation reached the peak of the third level of pill formation.

The power has greatly increased compared to that day.

The killing fist formed by the condensed murderous intention and magic power hit Wen Hua hard, causing his consciousness to be completely invaded by the spiritual scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

There is no time to take care of physical protection.

At this moment, a circular shield of mixed black and white enveloped it, resisting the blow of the killing fist that destroyed the body.

Some kind of will awakened from the shattered guardian spirit, and strange eyes, one black and one white, stared at Wang Yu.

"Junior, this is my son. Spare his life. All the spiritual objects on his body belong to you. I will not pursue any grievances or grudges against him."

Wang Yu couldn't help but sneer when he heard this.

He believed that he was an idiot. Wen Hua's father was obviously the master of the Yin and Yang Sect, a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul. Who could cultivate to this level, who would not be the winner in life who would be punished by Yaju?

How could he endure this kind of frustration, not to mention that Wen Hua had Jiuqu Spiritual Ginseng on him. This was an opportunity for Yuan Ying. Who wouldn't want to snatch it back? ! !

At the moment, it is just the brand of divine consciousness stored in Yu Jue, not the original consciousness of the old monster Nascent Soul. After killing it, the opponent's main body may not know what he looks like.

Di Luo Gui Mian touched his face.

Wang Yu shouted: "You are fooling the devil!"

With a touch of his fists, Little Shura's killing fist struck out again. The Nascent Soul cultivator's divine consciousness brand was also extremely angry, and suddenly shot out a pillar of yin and light.

However, Wang Yu seemed to be transformed into an aurora and quickly bypassed the beam of light. A divine light also shot out from the center of his eyebrows, but it was extremely dark and charged away with ferocious malice.

This is - soul-destroying death!

His most lethal trump card in the realm of spiritual consciousness was that after leaving the Heavenly Demon Bone Forest, he started to deal with the imprint of Nascent Soul's divine consciousness during those six years of seclusion. He was a professional counterpart!

"Chi la~~"