Cultivating Immortality: Taking on the cause and taking over the result, fellow Taoists, help me!

His face changed slightly, feeling the power level that belonged to the late stage of Qi Refining.

He didn't have time to think about how this person suddenly reached a higher level.

His hand seal changed, and several talismans were pinched out by him.

Vajra Talisman!

The golden light curtain quickly enveloped Yang Hong's body, as if a barrier was protecting him inside.

Boom!

The power of the blood knife fell on a layer of golden light shield through the spirit shield, rippling, but still stable.

Before Yang Hong could breathe a sigh of relief, a huge palm surrounded by countless black thunders condensed in the air and pressed down on him!

It did not have the grand feeling of thunder, but was surrounded by a cold and gloomy air.

However, it looked bluffing, but in fact it was not very powerful, and the barrier of the Vajra Talisman was enough to resist it.

Yang Hong showed a sarcastic look at the corner of his mouth, it seemed that this person's means were just so.

He pinched the seal with his hand and prepared to control the magic weapon to fight back.

Suddenly.

A dark light flew out, its momentum was extremely shocking, and it hit the light curtain of the Vajra Talisman at a speed faster than lightning.

In this dark light, there was a dark bone nail, which pierced through the light curtain of the talisman almost without any hindrance.

Yang Hong's eyes widened.

"What is that!"

However, before he could react, the black thunder palm had arrived!

Yin thunder palm!

Fall!

With a crackling sound, the golden shield released by the Vajra Talisman began to shatter.

And Yang Hong also fell with the gourd-shaped magic weapon under him, and smashed it hard on the ground.

Puff!

Yang Hong, who was already weak, was shocked at this time and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

However, it was not over yet.

"Command!"

At this time, a piece of talisman soared into the sky, and five-colored light suddenly appeared.

The talisman began to evolve in the air, and golden swords and fire rain fell one after another.

Yang Hong tried his best to call back the spirit shield to resist.

But the ground beneath him also collapsed suddenly, wrapping around his ankles like a swamp.

Swamp Talisman!

Swish!

At the same time, thin thorns like pythons began to emerge from the swamp, binding Yang Hong's legs and feet.

The key is that these thorns are covered with sharp thorns, which directly pierce into the flesh and blood. The more he struggles, the more flesh and blood will be torn off.

In just a moment, Yang Hong's legs and feet have been bloody and blood is pouring out.

The golden sword and the rain of fire fell, and his robes protected the master by themselves.

But it only lasted for a few breaths before it broke into pieces.

The golden sword fell, starting from the shoulder, piercing his body and nailing it into the ground.

Yang Hong was dizzy at this time by this set of combos.

This is different from what he imagined!

He knew that this person had strange means and could devour other people's blood and qi from a distance, and he had made many preparations.

But he didn't expect that the means were so fierce, not giving him any chance to fight back.

And this devouring power was obviously much stronger than when he was in the black market.

His expression began to become distracted, and he looked at the blood shadow rushing towards him in front of him with confused eyes, and his vision gradually blurred.

Yang Hong wanted to speak, but found that he had no strength.

His hair began to fall off, his skin began to crack, and he felt the vitality in his body gradually disappear. Yang Hong smiled bitterly in his heart.

"Are you going to die..."

He thought he was going to die like this, but he heard a whisper in his ear.

"Lao Deng, taste the taste of your own skills..."

As the voice fell, Yang Hong saw a small handful of dark green flames fall on his body, but the flames spread rapidly and covered his body like falling into a handful of firewood.

An indescribable pain that penetrated the soul came.

"Three Yin Ghost Fire!"

Yang Hong was terrified!

This person actually dared to practice, and he succeeded in practicing!

But he had no time to think about it. The ghost flame began to burn from his soul, blood, and bones.

In the crackling sound, the ghost flame expanded slightly.

As the former owner of the Three Yin Ghost Fire, Yang Hong had already known it by heart and understood his own ending.

He smiled bitterly and made an indistinct sound.

"Hehe, Chang... Changsheng... regrets..."

After saying that, he fell into darkness and was swallowed up by the ghost flame.

Lu Ming ignored Yang Hong and took a set of handsome combos from him. He was able to hold on for so long because he was a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining.

He went straight to Yu Xia.

Yu Xia was only at the sixth level of Qi Refining. When he dealt with Yang Hong, he just took extra care of her, but she couldn't stand it.

At this time, Yu Xia's face was full of wrinkles and her hair was full of white hair, like an old woman.

She fell to the ground, twitching with pain.

Her eyes were fixed on Lu Ming who was walking towards her with a smile.

"Please... spare my life, I can do anything... for you."

She begged for mercy from Lu Ming and tried to make a pitiful expression to win a little sympathy.

But Yuxia forgot that she was no longer the beautiful mature woman in her prime.

She was like a withered flower, gradually dying.

So what Lu Ming saw was an old woman with wrinkled face and yellow skin, who kept flirting with him.

"Wo**wa!"

Lu Ming cursed at a wave of mental attacks!

He picked up a huge rock next to him and smashed it at Yuxia!

"I'll make you sick!"

"I'll make you sick!"

"......"

The sound of bangs and curses echoed in the mountains and forests.

...

After a while.

A breeze blew by.

Blowing up Lu Ming's long hair.

He threw the boulder in his hand to one side, and the boulder made a dull bang after landing.

Looking at the mosaic in the pit, Lu Ming felt a little nauseous.

But in line with the principle of not wasting, he still threw a small ball of green flame into it.

But before the flames engulfed it, he took out the storage bag in the mosaic.

The spoils cannot be burned by a fire. Yang Laodeng had already taken them away when he lit the fire.

Looking at the mess on the ground, Lu Ming sighed a little. This was his second battle in the world of immortal cultivation.

No skills, all output!

Use whatever you have, and cooperate with the Golden Book Star Absorbing Art to successfully solve the two enemies.

He can see that Yang Hong died a little aggrieved, and he should have prepared a lot of means.

But Lu Ming's main goal is to cover with firepower, no matter what means, don't think of using them.

He has never felt safe. He will not take action if he can avoid it, and once he does, he will fight quickly.

He checked the surrounding relics, Yang Laodeng's magic gourd, and Yu Xia's Qingling boat.

He was very envious, watching others flying in the sky while he was running on the ground, what kind of talk was that.

Those who didn't know would think that he couldn't afford it, but now, one in each hand!

He didn't stay there for long, wondering if the movement here would attract other people.

Lu Ming swallowed a pill to restore his magic power, and once again turned into a blood shadow and disappeared on the spot.