Divine Mystical Immortality: Starting Cultivation with the Town Martial Guard

At this moment, the bat monster's body flashed with a dark blue light, and its wings flapped violently, and a powerful whirlwind swept towards Fu Shaoping and Nangong Wan. The whirlwind was mixed with countless sharp wind blades, which flashed with cold light, like sharp blades.

Fu Shaoping used the Star Scimitar. The Star Scimitar in his hand flashed with brilliant light, as if it had gathered the power of the stars. He swung the scimitar and slashed at the whirlwind. Wherever the scimitar passed, the wind blades broke one after another, but the power of the whirlwind was too strong, and Fu Shaoping was blown back again and again.

Nangong Wan immediately used the formation to form an invisible barrier in front of Fu Shaoping, blocking part of the power of the whirlwind. Fu Shaoping took the opportunity to stabilize his body, continued to wield the Star Scimitar, and started a fierce fight with the whirlwind.

The three monsters seemed to be aware of the dangers of Fu Shaoping and Nangong Wan. They looked at each other and then used their magical powers at the same time. The Qilin monster once again spewed out a column of fire, the scorpion monster shot out a poisonous stinger, and the bat monster flapped its wings to create an even more powerful whirlwind.

The three magical powers attacked at the same time, and Fu Shaoping felt a huge pressure. While casting various spells to resist, he shouted loudly: "Wan'er, think of a way! We can't hold on for long if this continues!"

Nangong Wan's face was very pale. She had been casting formations continuously, which consumed a lot of spiritual energy. But she gritted her teeth and said, "Brother Fu, I will do my best to assist you!"

Nangong Wan concentrated her mind and cast a more advanced formation. Her formation cooperated with Fu Shaoping's spells to form a powerful combined force. Under the effect of the formation, the power of Fu Shaoping's spells was enhanced, temporarily resisting the attacks of the three monsters.

However, the three monsters did not give up. The light on their bodies flickered again, and they began to use several other magical powers. The Qilin monster used the magical power of earth, and the ground suddenly cracked, and countless huge stone spikes drilled out from the ground and stabbed towards Fu Shaoping and Nangong Wan; the scorpion monster used the magical power of water, and a huge stream of water spurted out of its mouth, cooperating with the stone spikes; the bat monster used the magical power of wood, and countless vines drilled out from the ground and entangled towards Fu Shaoping and Nangong Wan.

Fu Shaoping felt that he was in a desperate situation. He was facing three attacks of different attributes at the same time, and he was overwhelmed. His spiritual power was also constantly depleted, and his body began to become weak.

"Are we going to die here today?" A flash of despair flashed through Fu Shaoping's heart. But he quickly cheered up again. He remembered the black-robed brothers who sacrificed their lives and his own faith in the path of cultivation. "No, I can't die! I must live with Wan'er!"

Fu Shaoping gritted his teeth and used the Taiyi Sword Formation composed of twelve Thunder Swords. He quickly formed seals with both hands, and twelve Thunder Swords flew out from his storage ring, forming a huge sword formation in the air. The Taiyi Sword Formation was a sword formation that Fu Shaoping had carefully practiced, and each Thunder Sword contained a powerful thunder force.

The sword formation was activated, and countless lightning bolts shot out from the sword, attacking the stone spikes, water flows, and vines. Wherever the lightning passed, the stone spikes were shattered, the water flows were dispersed, and the vines were scorched. However, the attacks of the three monsters were too fierce, and the Taiyi Sword Formation could only temporarily resist their attacks and could not cause any substantial damage to them.

Just when Fu Shaoping felt powerless, he suddenly thought of his innate spiritual treasure, the broken sword. Although the broken sword was incomplete, it contained powerful power.

Fu Shaoping immediately took out the innate spiritual treasure broken sword and activated it with his spiritual power. The broken sword exuded a powerful aura, and the surrounding space was distorted. Fu Shaoping waved the broken sword and slashed at the three monsters. Wherever the broken sword passed, the space was torn apart, and the attacks of the three monsters were temporarily interrupted.

"Brother Fu, good job!" Nangong Wan saw Fu Shaoping using the innate spiritual treasure broken sword, and hope suddenly ignited in her heart. She immediately strengthened the power of the formation to create a better fighting environment for Fu Shaoping.

However, the three monsters quickly recovered from their shock. The light on their bodies became more dazzling, and they began to display more powerful magical powers. The Qilin monster used the space magical power, and the surrounding space was instantly distorted. Fu Shaoping and Nangong Wan only felt that the world was spinning in front of their eyes, as if they were caught in a huge vortex; the scorpion monster used the time magical power, and the flow of time became slow, and Fu Shaoping's movements also became slow; the bat monster used the soul magical power, and a powerful soul attack attacked Fu Shaoping.

Fu Shaoping felt that his body was out of control and his soul was also strongly shocked. Countless hallucinations appeared in his mind, as if he was in a terrifying world.

"No, I can't be controlled by their magic!" Fu Shaoping shouted in his heart. He gritted his teeth and used his spiritual power to try to get rid of the influence of space and time. At the same time, he used the flying magic to protect his body. A golden light wrapped him in it, blocking the soul attack of the bat monster.

Nangong Wan was also trying to maintain the stability of the formation. She knew that she couldn't fall down at this critical moment. She concentrated her mind and cast the formation to help Fu Shaoping reduce the influence of space and time magic.

Fu Shaoping took the opportunity to summon the Underworld Temple Dragon God to assist. A huge shadow of the Dragon God emerged from behind him, emitting a strong underworld aura, and its eyes flashed with cold light. The Dragon God pounced on the three monsters and fought fiercely with them.

Fu Shaoping used his natal talisman seal. The natal talisman in his hand flashed with dazzling light, and was engraved with mysterious runes. He threw the natal talisman towards the three monsters, and the talisman turned into a huge light in the air and attacked the three monsters.

Under the attack of the Heavenly Dragon God and the Life Spirit Talisman, the three monsters suffered some damage. The light around their bodies became dim, and their attacks became slower.

Fu Shaoping knew that this was their last chance. He took out the Hun Tianzhu and activated it with his spiritual power. The Hun Tianzhu emitted a soft light, wrapping Fu Shaoping in it. Under the effect of the Hun Tianzhu, Fu Shaoping's strength was improved by a small realm. He felt that his spiritual power became more abundant and his body also recovered some strength.

"Wan'er, let's launch the final attack together!" Fu Shaoping shouted loudly.

Nangong Wan nodded, she concentrated her mind and cast her most powerful formation. Her formation and Fu Shaoping's spells worked together to form an unprecedented powerful force.

Fu Shaoping performed a fusion spell of Qiankun Niluan Palm and Prisoner Ice Seal. His palms were surrounded by black and white light and dark blue ice light, and a powerful force attacked the three monsters.

The three monsters felt this powerful force and tried to dodge, but it was too late. The fusion spell hit the three monsters accurately, and they roared in despair. Under the impact of the powerful force, the bodies of the three monsters gradually shattered and turned into a ball of light that dissipated in the air.

The battle was over, and the smoke gradually dissipated in the air. Fu Shaoping and Nangong Wan stood in the middle of a messy battlefield. The air around them still retained the heat of the battle, and the pungent smell of blood spread, making people sick. On the ground, the light that the three monsters had transformed into had dissipated, leaving only their huge corpses. Even though they were dead, the heart-pounding pressure still emanated faintly.

Fu Shaoping took the lead and slowly walked towards the corpse of the Qilin monster. The Qilin was so huge that even lying on the ground, it was as magnificent as a small mountain. Its scales shone with a cold metallic luster, and each scale was as hard as if it was made of fine iron. Fu Shaoping carefully cut off the scales with a dagger, and said to Nangong Wan beside him: "The scales of this Qilin are rare treasures. They can be used to refine defensive magic weapons, such as scale armor and soft armor. After wearing them, they can help us resist many attacks." Nangong Wan helped collect them on the side, and nodded slightly in response: "That's right, and the Qilin scales also contain rich earth-attributed spiritual power. For those who practice earth-attributed exercises, they are excellent auxiliary training materials."

The thick unicorn horn exuded a faint earthy yellow light, like a mysterious beacon. Fu Shaoping sawed off the horn with great effort, and his excitement was beyond words: "This unicorn horn is incredible. It can be used to refine high-level elixirs, such as the Guben Peiyuan Pill, which is of great help in improving the foundation of cultivators."

Then, they turned their attention to the corpse of the scorpion monster. The scorpion lay twisted on the ground, and the sharp stinger still flashed a dark green cold light, as if telling of its deadly toxicity in life. Fu Shaoping frowned, a cautious look on his face, slowly approached and said: "This stinger is extremely toxic, but as long as it is handled properly, it is a good material for refining poison pills and poisoned weapons." As he said, he put on special gloves, pulled out the stingers one by one, and carefully put them into a sealed jade bottle, as if he was collecting a rare treasure.

The scorpion's shell is hard and has a special texture, like a natural armor. Nangong Wan gently stroked the shell, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and said: "This shell can be used to make hidden weapons, such as scorpion tail darts, which are poisonous when fired and hard to defend against." Fu Shaoping nodded, and the two of them then worked together to dismantle the shell.

Finally, they came to the corpse of the bat monster. Although the bat monster was relatively small, its unusually large wings were particularly eye-catching. Fu Shaoping gently picked up the wings, felt the spiritual power flowing on them, and said: "These bat wings contain wind-attributed spiritual power, which can be used to refine flying magic weapons, such as the wind-wing cloak. After wearing it, the flying speed will be greatly improved."

The bat's inner core exuded a faint blue light, like a mysterious gem. Fu Shaoping carefully took out the inner core, with a hint of excitement in his eyes: "This inner core is the core. For those who practice wind attribute spells, absorbing its spiritual power can greatly increase the power of the spells." Nangong Wan watched from the side, with a hint of joy in his eyes, and whispered: "With these materials, our strength may be able to reach a higher level."

At this time, the surrounding environment was in a state of devastation. The ground was full of traces of burns from lightning, and the black burn marks seemed to be painful scars on the earth; the holes poked by stone spikes were scattered all over the place, like deep traps; the gullies washed by water were crisscrossed, like wrinkles on the earth. The strong wind was still howling, blowing through this messy battlefield, making a humming sound, as if telling the thrilling fierce battle just now.

Fu Shaoping felt mixed emotions during the collection process. He felt the joy of obtaining precious materials, but also a sense of indescribable vigilance. He knew that in this dangerous place, other monsters could suddenly appear at any time. Every time he bent down to collect materials, he would subconsciously look around, with a hint of nervousness in his eyes, to ensure the safety of the surroundings.

Nangong Wan was focused on the collection work in her hands, and her eyes revealed determination and persistence. Despite the harsh environment and the pungent smell in the air, she did not retreat at all. She knew that these monster corpses were a precious opportunity for them to improve their strength and they must not give up easily. She carefully put the collected materials into the storage bag, and every movement seemed so focused and serious.

Fu Shaoping looked up and saw a majestic yet eerie Witch God Temple standing in front of him. The temple was towering into the clouds, and the black tiles were flickering with a strange glow in the dim light, as if hiding countless unknown secrets.

The two walked cautiously towards the Wushen Temple. When they entered the temple, they saw a spacious dojo inside. The dojo ground was paved with huge bluestones, and the cracks between the stones were covered with dark green mosses, as if telling the vicissitudes of time. However, when they walked to the front of the dojo, the scene in front of them made them gasp - a huge altar lay there, and the altar was piled with thousands of human corpses, layer upon layer, emitting a disgusting stench.

Fu Shaoping frowned, his eyes full of anger and shock: "What kind of evil place is this? Why are there so many corpses of innocent people?" Nangong Wan's face turned pale and his voice trembled as he said, "Brother Fu, I feel that the atmosphere here is very strange. I'm afraid it hides great danger."

At this moment, a low chanting sound came from the depths of the temple, and the sound seemed to come from the underworld, which made people shudder. Fu Shaoping clenched the broken sword of the innate spiritual treasure in his hand, and Nangong Wan also quickly cast a formation to protect the two of them.

As the chanting sound got closer, a figure wearing a black robe and a skull mask slowly walked out from the depths of the temple. In his hand was a bone staff, with a gem emitting blood-red light inlaid on the top of the staff. (End of this chapter)