The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river.

At this time, his hot-blooded mind also calmed down. Looking at the extremely calm Zhan Nianchuan in front of him, he couldn't help but murmur in his heart:

"This little bastard wants to scare me?"

But he had to admit that Zhan Nianchuan's strength was indeed terrifying, and he was equipped with top-notch magical weapons and his moves were generous and generous. He could tell at a glance that he came from a famous sect and could never be a casual cultivator.

Thinking of this, he tentatively asked:

"Hehe, how powerful are you to cross the ocean? Our master is in the Danhai Realm!"

"Oh, those who are strong in Danhai Realm are indeed scary." Zhan Nianchuan nodded, with a faint smile on his face, and looked calmly at the middle-aged man with a gloomy face and said nothing, "But Are you?"

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed, and the murderous intent in his eyes seemed to be real, and he said with a sinister smile:

"Very good. No matter what your background is, I will accept your life. Go to hell!"

As soon as he activated the magic power in his body, the black long stick suddenly became aura, enlarged and flew into the air, locking on Zhan Nianchuan from a distance.

To the middle-aged man's surprise, Zhan Nianchuan did not dodge, but stood calmly, looking at him as if he were looking at a dead person.

The middle-aged man instinctively felt that something was wrong, so he rolled his eyes and shouted loudly:

"Die!"

The black long stick fell in response, carrying the whistling wind, and hit Zhan Nianchuan head-on.

The momentum of this attack was terrifying, but in the middle of the attack, it suddenly hit the light curtain diagonally to the left. It turned out that the middle-aged man's purpose was not to fight Nianchuan from the beginning, but to defeat the magic first. Formation, come again to kill Zhan Nianchuan.

It must be said that his strategy was very reasonable. After all, in addition to suppressing 20% ​​of his cultivation level, this magic circle also hindered him from communicating with the vitality of heaven and earth to a certain extent, causing the power of his magic to be reduced a lot.

With this stick, he used all his strength to break the formation!

But the development of things was completely beyond his expectation.

He was horrified to find that his mana had once again been reduced by 70% in an instant!

This made his heart sink suddenly.

As the mana decreased, the originally menacing long stick became extremely weak, and it was no longer possible to smash the light curtain and break the formation.

At the same time, two sword lights, carrying the aura of death, crossed towards him.

There was a look of fear in the middle-aged man's eyes. He gritted his teeth and turned the long stick into a sweep, facing the two incoming sword lights.

However, with almost all his magic power, he barely managed to knock away a sword light, and another sword light hit him hard in the chest.

"Ah~"

The middle-aged man groaned in pain, and his clothes instantly tore apart, revealing a pair of shiny silver armor.

A mid-level Xuan-level soft protective armor!

With this soft armor body protection, the middle-aged man was not injured except for a pain in his chest, but he already felt that he was at a disadvantage at this moment, and he might have to explain it here today.

The idea that he could easily kill the opponent had been thrown out of his mind a long time ago.

He was also a decisive person and immediately decided to kill Zhan Nianchuan at all costs, otherwise he would definitely die.

Thinking of this, he looked at the wretched boy at the sixth level of Qi Condensation in front of him with resentful eyes, and said in a hateful voice:

"Boy, you are insidious enough, but no matter how hard you try, you will definitely be the one who dies today!"

He slapped the storage bag hard, and a look of pain appeared on his face, which was instantly replaced by fierceness and cruelty.

Two talismans with flashing light flew up and instantly turned into a golden flying sword dozens of feet long and a huge palm print surrounded by blazing flames.

As these two talismans were activated, a huge force suppressed Zhan Nianchuan's body, making his whole body tremble slightly, and even his breathing felt extremely difficult.

These are clearly two middle-grade Xuan-level talismans!

Seeing the indifferent look on Zhan Nianchuan's face across from him, the middle-aged man frowned and secretly thought something was wrong.

"Does this kid have a back-up plan?"

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. He felt that it was very possible. After all, the other party was a disciple of the sect who could easily produce millions of spiritual stones, so it was very possible that he had a powerful talisman.

For a moment, his expression became gloomy and uncertain. He wanted to attack but was afraid of losing the talisman in vain. He wanted to leave but was reluctant to give up Zhan Nianchuan's magic weapon and formation-breaking beads.

Seeing his hesitation, Zhan Nianchuan only felt funny.

If you are timid in doing things, you can achieve great things. Such people are destined to die.

So he lazily patted the storage bag, and more than a dozen talismans immediately flew up, emitting various brilliant auras and terrifying pressure, completely suppressing the middle-aged man's two talismans.

"This...this...is...not...impossible!"

The middle-aged man's wide-open pupils reflected more than a dozen Zhangxuan-level talismans in the air, and he opened his mouth for a long time before he could say a word.

He was completely stunned.

Only then did he understand where Zhan Nianchuan's confidence came from, and how ridiculous his actions were.

Even in his prime, it would be impossible to deal with these dozen Zhang Xuan level talismans at the same time.

It’s even a slap in the face!

It is only right to run away quickly. If you run, you may die. If you don't run, you will definitely die.

The dozen or so Zhang Xuan level talismans made him instantly make up his mind, so he put the talismans away, and at the same time, he patted himself with the earth escape talisman that still had most of its power, and then he stabbed it towards the ground with all his strength.

As his body sank into the ground smoothly, the middle-aged man's tense heart relaxed.

As he expected, Zhan Nianchuan's hastily deployed formation could not completely lock the underground space. He used all his magic power to easily break through the formation.

As long as he can escape into the earth, he will definitely be able to throw Zhan Nianchuan away completely with his Xuan-level middle-grade earth escape talisman that still has most of his spiritual power remaining.

Feeling the strange movement behind him, the middle-aged man knew that Zhan Nianchuan must want to hunt him down. A disdainful smile appeared on his face and he cursed viciously:

"Follow me! If you want to catch up with me, just dream!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his pupils suddenly shrank, and a feeling of extreme danger made him tremble all over.

Soon, in his spiritual sense, dozens of thin rays of light were piercing his body at high speed, sealing all three directions in front, left and right of him!

"Damn this sinister boy!"

The middle-aged man was haunted by ghosts, and he hated Zhan Nianchuan to the extreme. He knew that he could not be hurt and could never be caught up by Zhan Nianchuan, so he gritted his teeth and patted the storage bag.

He planned to use two middle-grade Zhangxuan-level talismans to block the pursuing Zhan Nianchuan, and at the same time use all his yellow-level talismans to block the flying needles coming towards him, and then escape quickly.

It must be said that his response was very appropriate. However, before he could input his spiritual power into the talisman, a heartbreaking pain came from the tip of his right toe.

"Ah~"

The middle-aged man screamed, and veins popped out in his right hand holding a handful of talismans, and his whole body was shaking with pain.

Just as he was holding back the pain and pouring his spiritual energy into the talisman, and before he could determine the direction of the attack, dozens of flying needles were already stabbed into his whole body unceremoniously.