God rewards hard work: Farming and cultivating immortality

Block!

The wind and thunder spear pierced a broken and old copper shield.

And it was this broken shield that stopped the impact of this third-level magic weapon.

At this moment, Jiang Qing's body was covered with scales, and her pupils turned into strange snake pupils.

Her magic power burst out, but it was different from before, wanton and manic.

Originally only the magic power of the middle stage of foundation building, it was actually raised to the level comparable to the level of Dan formation!

Only then could she withstand this attack.

Crack!

The old shield in front of her began to break, and it was about to collapse, but she still did not retreat or dodge.

Because, behind her, was Jiang Lan!

Crack!

The shield broke...

The spear pierced straight into her body and pushed her back!

She bleeds from her mouth, but her hands hold the spear tightly, even if it is torn by the wind and burned by lightning, she still does not let go.

She was afraid that if she let go, this Wind and Thunder Evergreen would penetrate her body and hit Jiang Lan...

"Stop! Ah——"

She pressed her body down, constantly urging her magic power to resist her current body.

Her feet plowed long traces on the ground.

And her efforts were not in vain. The third-level magic weapon stopped the wind and thunder under many obstacles.

Finally, it stopped less than one meter away from Jiang Lan.

"Cough..."

Large mouthfuls of blood were spit out and dripped on the ground.

"Hah...ah!"

Jiang Lan behind him roared and slashed the sword in his hand fiercely.

For a moment, he thought about interrupting this sword and turning back to rescue the master behind him.

However, the last roar of the master made him forget this idea.

This sword consumes too much energy, and he can't cut it again in a short time.

And the enemy can't be without support here.

You know, the other side still has two Jindan Zhenren.

Although one of them was held back by Xiaoyao Zhenren, the other one didn't know when he would come back.

By then, they would never have this chance again.

If this formation is not broken, not only the master, but also the efforts of others will be in vain!

Therefore, this sword cannot be turned back or canceled, it must be cut down!

The sword light tilted down with Jiang Lan's movements.

When it first came into contact with the beam of light, the spiritual light exploded!

Flames, hurricanes, and explosions were generated at the intersection of the convergence.

Jiang Lan's sword-holding hand was also numb, and encountered unimaginable obstacles.

"But..."

Jiang Lan tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword, and the true essence, true power, and true thoughts in his body came out together...

"Yi!"

"Meow!"

The spirit pets in the body also responded to Jiang Lan, entrusting all their demonic power to Jiang Lan.

Everything poured into the 'Phantom Sword'.

Buzz!

The sword sounded!

"Just as the master said, chop it for me! Drink!"

Jiang Lan used all his strength to press the sword down.

The sword light slashed down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood-red light column flashed white.

Split in two!

The remaining sword light continued to move forward, cutting a gap on the ground.

It stopped only when it hit the edge of the formation ten miles away.

But even so, this sword also caused the formation to tremble, and even the light of the formation dimmed a little.

You should know that the level of this formation has reached the third level. Even if a Jindan Zhenren comes here, it will take some time to break this formation.

Below the Jindan Zhenren, even if all the people of the three sects coalition bombarded the formation at this moment, it would probably take a full half an hour to break this formation.

However, the core formation base of the 'Three Days Soul Locking Blood Jade Formation' has even stronger defense. It is not surprising that Jiang Lan can split this formation and the residual power can cause such a commotion...

As the core formation base of this formation was damaged, red light burst out from it and flew into the air.

Looking down from the sky, the red light was like a fairy scattering flowers, flying towards the three sects.

The fog at the edge of the three sects finally dissipated, and the monks who had been waiting at the edge were overjoyed.

They hurriedly flew away from here. It would not be long before the news of this place would spread in the East China Sea...

A handful of red light from the horizon flew to the three sects' coalition forces and merged into their bodies.

This person felt comfortable and full of energy, as if he had been reborn.

"It's okay! I'm okay!"

"Me too! The feeling of being stolen is gone!"

"We succeeded! That's great!"

However, these joys had nothing to do with Jiang Lan.

He just threw out the "Ten Thousand Spirits Scroll" and saw it slowly unfold, attracting a lot of red light to flow in, so he stopped caring.

Turned around and checked Jiang Qing's injuries.

Jiang Qing pulled out the ‘Wind and Thunder Spear’ from her body, her body swayed, and she was about to fall…

Jiang Lan hurried forward to support her, and ignited the ‘Nirvana True Fire’ on her hand to treat her wounds.

Seeing her wounds slowly recover, Jiang Lan breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, he found that his master’s vitality was still fading away.

“What… what’s going on?”

Jiang Lan was a little flustered, and hurriedly passed the remaining wood source in his body into it, trying to retain his master’s constantly fading vitality.

But… it was useless…

“Ahem… don’t waste… your energy, my master has used his trump card, and he will definitely die…”

At this moment, she had no strength to stand at all and fell into Jiang Lan's arms.

Jiang Lan knelt down, supported her master, and continued to cross into Muyuan.

A red light flew from the sky and merged into Jiang Qing's body, making her regain some energy and her complexion became rosy.

However, in Jiang Lan's perception, this is... a reflection of light.

"How's it going? Master...I'm not lying to you, huh..."

She smiled proudly, showing off her daughterlike attitude, but the red color at the corner of her mouth was so dazzling.

Although he was clearly in danger, he still made such a joke, perhaps hoping that Jiang Lan would not blame himself...

Of course Jiang Lan knew what she meant. Her master said before that she also had a trump card, and her hundred years of life were not in vain.

Thaksin, in this dangerous world of immortality, who would not prepare a trump card?

But he didn't expect that this trump card would be such a 'life-burning forbidden technique'!

Jiang Qing coughed a few more times, her face turned pale, and blood bleeded from the corners of her mouth. She struggled to raise the hand holding the gun.

"This gun...is not bad, keep it...ahem..."

"Stop talking, Master, it will be fine!"

"Keep it! Ahem...there are still my master's belongings..."

Seeing the master's insistence, Jiang Lan could only put it away as he was told.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Qing showed a satisfied smile, but then she coughed several more times.

Obviously, under Jiang Lan's 'Nirvana Fire', the injury has improved a lot.

But its life breath is getting weaker and weaker.

"Have a good...live...find Ling...Ling'er, take good care of her...if...you still have some energy left, then help the Jiang...Jiang family..."

"Yes...I will, Master..."

At some point, Jiang Lan started to cry, and tears burst into her eyes.

This was the second time in his life that he shed tears, and it was accompanied by the impending passing of another elder.

After receiving the answer, Jiang Qing closed her eyes, placed her hand on Jiang Lan's, and felt the 'True Fire of Nirvana' burning on it.

"It's so warm..."

She murmured these words in a low voice, and then died.

A burst of spiritual light emerged from her body and turned into a small snake, which was the colorful ringed python.

It first rubbed against Jiang Lan's palm, then swam to its owner's neck, wrapped around it, and then rested on its owner's shoulder, lifeless.

At this moment, Jiang Lan's tears had dried, and her right hand was still numb as she used the 'Nirvana True Fire'. As the injuries on Jiang Qing's body healed completely, the flames gradually extinguished.

At this moment, her injuries were all gone, and she no longer looked as miserable as before.

This is the only thing Jiang Lan can do.

"Master, have a good journey..."

Jiang Lan murmured to himself, he wanted to say goodbye to his master properly.

but……

An unprecedented emotion was brewing in my heart, with nowhere to vent it.

Killing intent, hatred.

Helpless, powerless.

It instantly exploded in Jiang Lan's mind.

Someone will have to pay the price for this!