God rewards hard work: Farming and cultivating immortality

Everyone from the three sect alliances took advantage of the black mud to contend with the fire tornado.

He hurriedly evacuated. At this moment, he was on a small slope, watching the situation here.

Facing the current situation, they only hoped that Jiang Lan could win.

Although this is somewhat unrealistic.

However, the current situation is that the group of them are trapped in this formation, and only Jiang Lan can take them out.

Jiang Lan had been creating miracles before, and now too, they naturally hope that miracles will bless them again.

"Look!"

Some people exclaimed, just because there was a touch of white in the deep black mud.

Although it was still a little faint, it was so dazzling in the dark quagmire.

In mid-air, Haotian's brows slightly furrowed as he looked at the strange black mud below.

"What is the origin of this child? During the foundation period, he mastered this kind of strange black mud that can compete with the realm of pill formation..."

"Could it be some reincarnated power?"

"Hmph, no matter who you are, if you ruin the important affairs of our sect and kill this junior, I will take care of your life!"

As he spoke, he clasped his hands together and increased the mana output in his body.

Hurricanes came from all directions, and his magic weapon, the 'Demon Binding Rope', became even bigger.

Black Mud, who was originally evenly matched, began to be suppressed by the flame tornado.

In another cloud, the slovenly Taoist was breathing heavily. At this moment, his Taoist robe was broken and there were many wounds all over his body.

The most serious thing is probably the glaring wound on the chest.

However, for Master Jiedan, these do not damage the fundamentals. He can fully recover after going back to meditate for a few days.

At this moment, he looked at the large dark clouds in the distance, and looked at the expressionless Master Xiaoyao beside him with some pride.

"Haha, it seems that I, the Taoist, don't need to rush like this anymore. The one who is in a hurry now should be fellow Taoist, right?"

However, the imaginary anger did not appear on Xiaoyao's face.

He waved his hand, the magic light flashed, and the flying swords flew out, heading towards the sloppy Taoist.

The sloppy Taoist dodged left and right, cursing in his heart: "Why are there so many monsters in this Xiaoyao sect? Didn't this old boy just get promoted to Danjie?" ]

[How come the combat power is getting stronger and stronger, even the old Taoist can't stand it...]

[We have to think of a way to divert his attention! ]

"Damn it, aren't you in a hurry? Do you think they can withstand the spell of a master Jiedan?"

Unexpectedly, Master Xiaoyao had a smile on his face after hearing this, "The outcome has already been determined. Fellow Taoist, it's better to take care of yourself."

The sloppy Taoist was stunned for a moment, and then looked over there in disbelief, his expression ugly.

In that black mud envelope...

Jiang Lan has white hair and white clothes, and her temperament is out of the dust. She stands on the black mud, emerging from the mud but not stained.

He held a snow-white sword in his hand, which shone with fierce sword energy and was wrapped in dazzling white light.

Jiang Qing nodded with satisfaction, turned around, and walked towards the door of reincarnation.

As he approached the door, he turned around and looked back with a bit of reluctance.

But seeing his apprentice's confident back and the impressive aura around him, I felt more relieved than sad.

At the same time, she also knew that at this moment, Jiang Lan was holding a sharp sword, concentrating but not speaking, just to have time to say goodbye to her.

And I should move on...

‘Xiaolan, I hope we can meet again in the next life. ’

Afterwards, Jiang Qing completely entered the door of reincarnation, closed the door and slowly disappeared.

And Xiao Ming also reappeared, turning into a spiritual light and flying into Jiang Lan's body.

All this was seen by Jiang Lan, and this time, it was time for him to say goodbye properly.

"Master, have a good journey! We will meet again in the Netherworld reincarnation!"

"Then... next... it's time to understand this matter thoroughly!"

Jiang Lan raised his sword, wiped the green blade with his hand, closed his eyes, and mobilized his true thoughts.

At this moment, in his sea of ​​​​consciousness, next to the light group that represented true thoughts, there was a white tiger sitting cross-legged.

Its hair is distinctly black and white, and it looks majestic.

As his fingers slid, true thoughts gathered, Bai Hu opened his eyes, and gave the sword a touch of true meaning.

"With one thought and one sword, the white tiger imbues you with the will and attacks enemies in all directions."

"This is the Four Symbols Killing Sword!"

The sword was swung out, and the white sword light broke through the black mud, facing the fire tornado...

In the eyes of the outside world, Heini was obviously at a disadvantage and was gradually losing strength. The fire tornado was about to fall.

The trees in that area had begun to burn, and some were directly involved in the tornado.

Make it even more powerful.

The ground began to turn black.

The black mud was eaten away minute by minute, until the entire tornado completely surrounded it, and no trace could be seen anymore.

On the slope, Su Wanqing looked at the scene in front of her, the hope in her eyes gradually disappeared, "It's over... everything is over..."

The people around him didn't make a sound, and the entire coalition army was filled with dead silence.

But no one gave up on themselves. After all, they had already been prepared for this.

Fortunately, they destroyed the formation and made it difficult for the enemy!

It's a profit in this way...

The only pity is that they tried their best but failed to keep their families, relatives and friends safe and sound.

Suddenly, a white light flashed from the fire, and the entire huge tornado was split into two!

The fierce sword energy shot straight into the sky, and there seemed to be starlight shining down from the sky, complementing the sword energy. From the center, a sky-reaching white light pillar formed, expanding outward at an extremely fast speed.

The fire tornado that had not yet completely dissipated was completely swallowed up by the light column. Not only that, but even the three-sect coalition forces on the hillside also disappeared in this white light.

Crack, crack!

This third-level formation finally couldn't bear the collision of spiritual power.

It completely shattered...

In the distance, the fleeing Waidan monk was integrating the soldiers who were also fleeing.

Hearing this movement, they couldn't help but look up and see this scene in the distance. While being horrified, they were also glad that they ran fast enough.

The Waidan monk, seeing this scene, also muttered to himself: "My goodness, I ran fast. If I stayed there, I'm afraid there would be no body left."

Then, he looked at the group of soldiers who were almost half of the survivors, his eyes rolled, and he hit his palm, and thought of a good idea.

"It's not my fault that the other party is too strong. If I hadn't acted cautiously and led everyone to escape and protect the remaining forces when I saw the situation was bad, we might all be buried!"

"In this way, I might be able to make up for my mistakes and even get a reward..."