Fantasy World Card Longevity

Chapter 90 Inborn Spiritual Blood
"The sword shakes the eight wildernesses!"

"once a Thief!"

Facing the raging red lotus fire, especially after feeling a huge threat from the flames, Li Xiuming and Zhao Wusheng didn't hesitate, and they immediately displayed their strongest killing moves after many battles. fought back.

The sword shakes the eight wildernesses, Li Xiuming, and Zhao Wusheng travels across the world.

The nicknames of the two are not only their names, but also their strongest moves.

I saw Li Xiuming stretch out his hand a little, and the flying sword under his feet moved forward instantly. Under the infusion of mana, the sword body trembled slightly, and suddenly shined with endless blue light. Each blue light was a sword energy, and countless sword energies were connected together. , turned into an infinite storm, strangled towards the sea of ​​​​fire that was constantly coming from all around.

Zhao Wusheng didn't fall behind either.

He opened his mouth and spat out a small cyan bead, which released immeasurable green energy, opening a larger cyan light curtain than before, isolating the ever-approaching red lotus fire.

Under the barrier of the blue light curtain, the red lotus karmic fire, which is inflammable, can't even advance an inch.

Zhong Ci tried his best to release the flames.

Under his terrifying attack, the sky suddenly lit up with blue, green and red colors, and the infinite spiritual power and mana collided, and the terrifying power shook all directions.

The urban area below, which had already been turned into ruins, was completely reduced to ashes at this moment.

Neither side gave in at all.

bang~
Another collision between the fire and the sword qi, a handful of flames were directly crushed by the sword qi, and then the sword qi also dissipated.

Another duel between the two sides came to an end.

Zhong Ci stepped back, panting with difficulty.

"Is this the Yiqi Dao Alliance?" He looked into the distance, staring at Li Xiuming and Zhao Wusheng who had been fighting with him for a long time, and the fear in his heart grew uncontrollably. "They are just two ordinary elders, with the foundation-building level of cultivation. The fruits of this world are indeed very deep."

Just had a fight.

Although he never fell into a disadvantage, he didn't take advantage of it either. The two opponents defended and attacked, and firmly restrained his Red Lotus Fire.

The Shenhuo, which was always invincible in the past, unexpectedly came back at this time, which really shocked Zhong Ci's heart.

"It won't work like this. The magic weapons in the hands of the two opponents are obviously powerful. I don't have a good magic weapon. It's too bad to fight."

Zhong Ci could feel that even if the two people on the opposite side were combined, they were not his opponents, but just because of the strange fairy sword and the blue bead, their strength suddenly increased by a bit, and he was helpless.

The magic weapon in this world is so powerful.

At this moment, his desire for the magic weapon grew like never before.

When Zhong Ci took the opportunity to adjust his breath, Li Xiuming and Zhao Wusheng in the distance also stepped up to recover their mana.

"How is it possible?" Zhao Wusheng looked at Zhong Ci in shock, but he couldn't stop the shock in his eyes. "There is someone who is able to resist the power of the magic weapon completely by relying on mana. What kind of monster is this terrible red flame?"

People are good at wisdom but not good at strength.

Fighting against powerful monsters requires the help of natural spirits.

In other words, without magic weapons, no matter how high the magic power is, they are just human beings with fragile bodies.

This is the truth that has been passed down for thousands of years since the royal family discovered the magic weapon.

For thousands of years, human beings have relied on various magic weapons to fight countless monster races, and finally established a foundation between heaven and earth.

A magic weapon is more than [-]% of a monk's strength, and a monk who loses the magic weapon becomes a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

For thousands of years, the only one who has broken this convention is the demon-killing divine fire of the Eastern Spirit Clan born with spiritual blood——Pure Yangyan.

Relying on the innate divine fire, the Dongfang family was able to rule the world, and countless monsters were burned to death by pure Yangyan, and finally left behind the title of demon-killing divine fire.

"This... this young man, how could it be possible..." Li Xiuming on the side also had a face of disbelief. As an elder of the Yiqi Dao League, he clearly understood all the history of past monks, and he knew the importance of magic weapons to monks sex.

With horror, the two elders looked at each other, and Zhao Wusheng said in a trembling voice: "This...is this...another Eastern spirit blood, born with divine fire?"

Li Xiuming nodded with some difficulty: "I'm afraid... yes."

Although the power displayed by Zhongci's red lotus fire does not seem to be as powerful as the rumored pure Yangyan.

However, the power of Honglian Yehuo alone is not enough to be underestimated.

It was a terrible flame that could burn a demon king to death.

Based on this alone, even if the power of Red Lotus Karma can no longer be improved at all in the future, the value is already incalculable.

Because this means that in addition to the Eastern Spiritual Blood, a new kind of Spiritual Blood has appeared in the world.

This matter is no longer something the two elders can handle.

Li Xiuming and Zhao Wusheng looked at each other, and the original fighting spirit in their hearts had completely disappeared.

Compared with a new kind of spiritual blood, a mere ordinary disciple of the Yiqi Dao Alliance is not worth mentioning at all.

Zhao Wusheng turned his head and asked the disciples behind him, "Who is that young man in front? Why did he attack you?"

Facing the elder's inquiry, soon there were disciples beside him who told the whole story.

Zhao Wusheng listened quietly. When he heard that the Xuanming Ape King had been directly burned to death by Zhong Ci with divine fire, the shock in his eyes became more intense. The power of the divine fire was indeed extraordinary.

Then I heard that Mo Zhengji thought he was smart and wanted to pin the name of indiscriminate killing of innocents on Zhong Ci.Although this charge is correct, but speaking with his strength and identity as an ordinary disciple, it seems a bit reckless.

And if Zhong Ci was indeed confirmed to possess natural spiritual blood, then it was foreseeable that Mo Zhengji would be given up by the alliance to appease Zhong Ci's anger.

A gleam of coldness flashed in Zhao Wusheng's eyes, but he didn't send Mo Zhengji away immediately.

Now everything here is being broadcast, and countless people are watching, if they really send their own people out to be subdued, the face of Yiqi Daomeng will be lost.

This kind of thing can only be done privately.

But even so, he no longer had the idea of ​​fighting.

After a fight just now, both sides understand that no one can do anything to the other, and it is meaningless to continue.

However, after all, there is preferential treatment for natural blood.

So Zhao Wusheng showed a little smile on his face, he looked at Zhong Ci, his words no longer had the sternness just now, and he said in a gentle tone: "This little fellow Taoist, I have also heard what happened from the disciples below, My Taoist friend killed the Xuanming Ape King and protected the people, and he indeed made a great contribution. I, the Yiqi Taoist Alliance, will never forget this, and I will send you a thank you gift later.

This kid Mo Zhengji was indeed wrong, he offended fellow Taoists with his words.After I go back, I will punish him severely, as an explanation to fellow Taoists.

This is actually a misunderstanding, and now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, there is absolutely no need to continue the fight. How about you and I give up? "

Contrary to everyone's expectations, Zhao Wusheng took the initiative to give in to Zhong Ci.

Mo Zhengji, who was beside him, who was originally rejoicing that he had escaped, turned pale in an instant.

He knew he was done.

(End of this chapter)