Mortal's journey to immortality

The moment Quan Can saw the big white bow, he immediately felt that something was wrong.

As soon as this arrow is fired, the two black-clothed puppets that are extremely close to the Supreme will be shot to pieces. Soon after, half of the Frog Valley will be destroyed, and the mountain protection formation will suffer great damage.

This bow is so powerful that it can kill anyone below the rank of Grand Master.

He had learned about his own sect's ritual of refining human puppets in order to arouse the wrath of heaven and human resentment 1,500 years ago.

He also wanted to jump out in anger to question and resist, but this was a decision made by the previous generation of the sect leader and it was fully supported by Master Tianfu and the four people with both divine and physical powers.

After all, his own strength is limited. Besides, those who were sacrificed and refined into human puppets are basically extremely vicious. Although he is indignant, he has to pretend to be deaf and dumb and not ask or interfere.

But he understood that sooner or later their Tianfu Sect would become the public enemy of the immortal cultivation world.

As the saying goes, if a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. He also wanted to sever ties with the sect and flee far away.

But people are not plants and trees, so how can they be ruthless?

As a member of the Tianfu Sect, he knew that the sect should not do something but he did it anyway without saying a word. Although he never participated in it, this was also a disguised form of aiding and abetting the evil.

Silence is also an attitude.

Moreover, no matter how he escapes or where he escapes to, the karma has already been created and the karma will surely come.

The only thing he could do was to work hard to improve his cultivation and strength to the limit.

Ha ha.

I will die sooner or later anyway. Instead of living in fear and humiliation in the Tianfu Sect, it is better to die outside and be done with it all.

With the determination to die, he went out to look for an opportunity.

Unconsciously, he went to the East Desert, stepped into the West Desert, went to the Northern Frontier, swam to the South China Sea, and flew to the Wilderness...

After countless times of surviving death, witnessing many strange people and events, forging my body in blood and fire, tempering my mind in sweat and tears, wandering through various desperate death places, and traveling through different secret places and ruins...

Slowly, his magic power accumulated more and more, and became purer and purer. One day, the bottleneck of his cultivation began to loosen.

Then slowly, he would become a sensation if he did not make any noise.

But Quancan did not have the slightest bit of pride, still holding on to the peace in his heart, striding forward.

Finally, when he emerged from the depths of the South China Sea with his long hair draped over his shoulders, looking neither human nor ghost, at a loss, holding a strange piece of wood and facing the strong wind and huge waves, a glimmer of light appeared in his misty eyes.

Two hundred years ago, he unexpectedly and quietly returned to Tianfu Sect, hiding his cultivation and strength.

At that time, even Master Tianfu could not see through his true situation.

After 1,300 years, only a few of their generation, four people with both physical and spiritual qualities, one junior brother and one junior sister, are left. The others have gone far away to the west.

Seeing him return safely, both in spirit and form, although he did not express anything passionately, he was well aware of the joy hidden in his heart.

Yes, nearly three thousand two hundred years have passed. Even if we have never seen each other again, there must be something left behind after so many years.

Well, it is the concern that has been treasured for a long time.

Liu Huanan and Liu Huanu were the outstanding characters he met in the wilderness.

However, the two of them are not the most terrifying. What makes people feel desperate is Liu Huanan’s elder brother Liu Kui.

This man is a first-rate hero. No one knows where these three of them rose to prominence, as if they jumped out from between rocks.

It was obtained through secret channels. It was said that a thousand years ago he secretly challenged Xu Fei Tai Zun, the strongest man of the Xu family, and the two fought on equal terms with no clear winner.

From then on, Liu Kui took Liu Huanan and Liu Huanu to randomly select a place with relatively rich spiritual energy as the Liu family's ancestral land.

This move did not cause any opposition from the ten ancient families in the wilderness. Presumably, they had all received Xufei's message.

Although the wilderness is boundless, it is actually a bitter and cold place. The places with rich spiritual energy are far inferior to the Five Realms. The fact that the Liu family can occupy one of them is already telling.

This is also the reason why Quancan is more familiar with the Manhuang Liu family.

Even if Liu Huanan is not at the level of Grand Master, he is almost half a Grand Master.

Furthermore, his white bow and dark black arrows have reached the level of spiritual treasures. With their blessing, his strength has reached that of a supreme master.

We must not give this person any chance to breathe. If we allow him to recover, the Tianfu Sect, which is already on the verge of collapse, will definitely be in even worse trouble.

Although he had silently cultivated to the realm of the Supreme Venerable, he was passive and acted on impulse when facing the all-out attack of another Supreme Venerable, who used his energy, spirit, magic power, consciousness and his innate spiritual treasure. It was impossible for him to break even half the power of the cave sky arrow with ordinary magic power.

Unless he attacks back regardless of the consequences.

However, he not only took it, but also seriously injured Liu Huanan.

How he did it.

The answer is already apparent.

"Ding!"

Quan Can's body paused, and a brilliant black and white light flashed loudly at his heart.

His heart trembled, but his hands were unambiguous.

"kill!"

With a shake of his hand, millions of tiny sword threads gleaming with frosty light and an equal number of tiny strange black and white needles collided violently all over his body like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, and transformed into countless huge black and white flowers that bloomed gorgeously, and into countless clusters of magnificent fireworks in black, white and frosty colors that shot up into the sky.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

For a moment, the clouds rolled and the earth and sky shook.

The two fought for ten breaths.

There were more and more sword threads, while in comparison, there were fewer and fewer black and white needles. The sword threads quickly gained the upper hand, and the needles were defeated.

Exactly on the tenth breath, "bang", a black and white hairpin covered with numerous tiny scars suddenly emitted a bright black and white light, the sword thread paused suddenly, and the hairpin was about to escape into the air.

"Hmph, I want to escape!"

Quan Can had a blank expression on his face as he threw a shocking iron punch at the hairpin that had turned into a small black and white dot and was about to disappear.

"boom!"

A fist-sized, ink-black space channel "started from the upper side of where he punched, as if crossing the space in one step, and reached the void where the hairpin disappeared fifty miles away" was directly penetrated, like a hideous and terrifying long snake lying across the void, giving people a long-lasting fear.

"Boom!"

A rain of black and white light fell crazily at the end of the space channel.

The Yin-Yang hairpin, Liu Huanu's life-saving magic weapon, disappeared.

"Pfft!"

The whole body of Liu Huanu, who was fleeing frantically, trembled when her hairpin broke. She spat out a mouthful of her own blood and her breath became weak.

But she held her unconscious husband tightly, enduring the excruciating pain, and flew precariously in the air, her speed suddenly dropping by more than ten times.

"what."

With a curl of his lips, Quan Can, who was holding a frosty and gentle sword in his hand, turned into a ray of light and disappeared in a flash.

Lingbao has spirits, and using them is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Top-level spiritual treasures require an indescribable fate.

That magic sword was none other than the "Frost Ray" magic sword, a top-level magic treasure that had not been activated or controlled by anyone in the past 130,000 years since the first generation leader of the Tianfu Sect.

For some reason, during the first thirty years after he returned to Tianfu Sect, some difficult, complex and obscure spells would flash through his mind for no apparent reason.

But he did not resist at all. After a hundred years of practice and contemplation, he finally succeeded.

At the moment of completion, he was stunned to find that the frosty light of the sect's three top spiritual treasures had turned into a strand of hair and hidden in his hair.

From then on, his originally supreme strength skyrocketed again.