Mortal's journey to immortality

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

With the death of Shenfu, the entire Tianfu Sect seemed to suddenly undergo an indescribable change.

Needless to say, the first to be affected was Jianfu. When he saw the golden sun exploding, he jumped up from his seat.

Originally thought that the magic talisman had dodged the attack and would launch a fierce counterattack, but no one expected that the mantis stalks the cicada, while the oriole is behind, and the real killing move had already been quietly prepared for him.

Even though the magic power of the talisman was as deep as the ocean and its strength was unfathomable, he was killed before he could even hold on for three breaths.

Even though all of this was the result of Wang Lu's careful planning and calculations with ulterior motives, that ocean-like jade blade was too scary, too powerful, and too terrifying!

The divine talisman is gone. Could it be that the death knell for the Tianfu Sect has officially sounded?

He couldn't help but recall all the heinous crimes committed by Master Tianfu, the entire Tianfu Sect, and himself.

"drink!"

Thinking of this, Jianfu's veins popped out and he was so angry that he forced those people and things out of his mind.

What he is considering now is whether he should continue to hunt down Wang Lu. If he does, does he have to do it himself?

What's so great about a mere Wang Lu? Even if I let you go, what's the big deal?

Originally, you didn't know about the human puppets, but now you have proved your strength with bloody facts. My Tianfu Sect cannot suffer any more losses.

Forget it, just let it be.

Jianfu consoled himself by looking at several other battle groups.

Tianbao Pavilion.

With the arrival of seven powerful late-stage gods who had a close relationship with their Tianfu Sect, Beifu did not take any more action.

Among the seven people, three are powerful Heavenly Lords from other realms. With the strength of numbers and the support of the formation, it is only a matter of time before they win against four people.

She saw the fall of the divine talisman with her own eyes and felt hatred in her heart.

If Tianbao Pavilion was not a strategic location that had to be defended, she would have gone to kill Wang Lu regardless of everything.

In her opinion, Wang Lu was strong, but he could never be so strong that even Tai Zun could easily kill him.

This person's mind is so vicious and his calculations are so deep that no one can match him.

He set up an ingenious killing plan step by step, so that the unsuspecting Talisman embarked on a path of no return.

If the talisman had had a hint of vigilance, even if he was in the endless array of sharp blades, he would never have been defeated and lost his life.

Although serious injuries are inevitable, if Wang Lu doesn't die, he will be seriously injured if he doesn't attack.

The magic weapon of the magic talisman, the "Taidou" spirit sword, had grown into the realm of spiritual treasure seven hundred years ago. It was sharp, overbearing and fierce in attack and killing. It was invincible to deal with ordinary magical powers like chopping chickens and slaughtering ducks.

Alas, divine talisman, oh divine talisman, you left without saying a word. It seems that it will be difficult for my Tianfu Sect to survive this disaster. If things go wrong, Qingyang will be stained with blood.

Master, Master, are you just going to watch the Tianfu Sect step into the abyss and head towards hell?

What are you doing at this moment?

By the way, you have already completed the possession of the first person, could it be that something went wrong in the process?

Or are you on guard against Chen Tianfeng? Don't you know that he may not have been able to enter our Tianfu Sect?

Also, even if we were on guard against Chen Tianfeng, the man who had gathered his 130,000 years of heritage to refine a human puppet for us should have taken action instead of just standing by and watching indifferently.

Could it be that this person is also waiting for something?

Now that Frog Valley has lost its backbone, how can it be defended by just two girls?

Bei Fu thought for a moment, then said helplessly to himself, It's time to activate you.

As the magic spell was chanted, a message broke through the air.

On Tiancan Peak of the Qingyang Mountains, a middle-aged monk with a square face, big ears, a dignified appearance and dressed in black was staring at an empty light curtain.

This person's name is Quancan. He is of the same generation as Shenxinghehe and is the master of Tiancan Peak, one of the ten major peaks of Tianfu Sect. He has extraordinary strength and is the only one in Tianfu Sect who possesses the strength of a Heavenly Venerate in the late stage of Spirit Transformation.

Quancan has always been calm and composed, and he would remain calm even when faced with a collapse of Mount Tai. No one knew that he had actually already broken into the Heavenly Venerate realm.

Due to his limited talent, it was a miracle that he could cultivate to the late stage of Spirit Transformation. Even Master Tianfu believed that his journey had reached the end and he would stop there.

However, that was eight hundred years ago.

Eight hundred years passed in a flash. Who would have thought that he not only broke free from the shackles, but also reached an astonishing height by emerging from a cocoon and becoming a butterfly.

"call out."

A message appeared on the light screen.

The talisman is dead. Go to Frog Valley quickly. You are needed to guard it.

"Ugh."

The whole silkworm's body trembled.

Since their generation entered the sect, Shen Fu has always been the leader, suppressing everyone else under him.

The combined talisman of extremely strong spiritual consciousness, the prepared talisman of being born with the spiritual body of "hard wood", and the shape talisman of being born with the rare "spiritual root" in ancient and modern times, all became his background.

There is nothing special about the magic talisman. All he has is a heart that never gives up, is indomitable, and becomes more courageous as he faces more setbacks.

After experiencing countless life and death disasters, he gradually realized the true meaning of "the way of life and death".

From then on, he was unstoppable, his magic power improved by leaps and bounds, and his strength improved by leaps and bounds, leaving them all far behind.

Countless images and memory fragments flashed before Quan Can's eyes like a passing show...

There are the innocent laughter of the children who were chosen by the Tianfu Sect, the determination to become stronger when they were chosen by their respective masters to practice, the laughter of them when they were training with swords in their hands, the rage of a certain senior brother or sister who died, the affectionate glances of the young and ignorant...

So many, all of them, the whole silkworm couldn't stop smiling, couldn't stop being moved, you, them, us, nine turns and ten turns, lingering back and forth...

He didn't know why he suddenly fell into such an inexplicable and complicated emotion. Perhaps he understood it.

Yeah, he understands.

And, know it deeply.

When a person is about to die, he is like an old cow chewing the cud, chewing slowly and recalling the past one by one.

If you don't look back, maybe you will never have another chance.

Quan Can took a deep breath and put all his emotions into the deepest part of his heart.

He did not see the entire process of Shen Fu's death, but he knew that a traitor appeared in Tian Fu Sect whom no one had expected.

The first thing to do is to eliminate the traitors.

In order to fight against foreign aggression, we must first stabilize the country. Only when the internal situation is impenetrable and as solid as an iron wall, can we hope to find a glimmer of possibility in the midst of a catastrophe that threatens to annihilate the entire family.

"Hoo hoo hoo hoo..."

Facing the light curtain, Quan Can wrote quickly with one finger, and "swoosh", a message was transmitted.

He was calm and composed, and asked, "Where is Qiu Fei?"

"Mountain Master."

A young man in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, dressed in purple and wearing the clothes of a core disciple, knelt on one knee and said respectfully from the bottom of his heart.

"Gather all the core disciples and true disciples of Tiancan Peak, take my order token, go to the Treasure House first and take away all the treasures, leaving nothing behind. Then go to the Ludong teleportation array and go to the Rain Pond of Beiniao Mountain. As long as my token is broken, it means the game is over, and the destruction of Tianfu Sect is imminent. When the array is broken, it will be your turn to flee. How many of you can survive depends entirely on your own luck."

Quan Can said calmly.

"Yes, Peak Master!"

Qiu Fei suppressed his rapidly racing emotions and spoke in a trembling voice.

The voice was filled with deep reluctance and inexpressible gratitude.

"Go."

Before he finished speaking, all the silkworms disappeared.

"Peak Master!"

Qiu Fei could no longer suppress his inner sadness and cried out.

Suddenly, tears rolled down.