The last mortal immortal

"This seems to be close to Luoyuelou's territory. Why does Tian Si appear here? Aren't you afraid of being questioned by the Luoyuelou monks?" Lu Li asked while following Zhang Mu.

"Tian Si had a deal with the Luo Yue Lou monk before, so he stayed here temporarily, and he happened to be here. Otherwise, if we were near the Soul-Yining Sect, where the coldness of the ghosts was strong, I wouldn't be able to let you down even if I had a magic weapon in hand. Help me, because that is the same as giving up death!" Zhang Mu said and quickly stopped in a place full of rocks: "Just here, I will try to get him to come by himself, and you will wait until I get my magic weapon. Take advantage of the opportunity to take action, Lu Li, I see that you are proficient in formations, so maybe you can make some preparations in advance."

"No problem, you go ahead." Lu Li nodded in agreement. Seeing Zhang Mu leave, he began to set up the formation.

After all, the person he had to deal with this time was a spiritual sea-level monk. Even if the opponent's strength was temporarily weakened, he did not dare to have the slightest contempt. The formation was no longer just based on magical powers, but also used a small number of formation flags to assist.

Looking at Lu Li who was busy, Ye Wanling finally showed a hint of worry and said: "Brother, is your friend really reliable? I don't doubt your past friendship, but in order to survive, many people will do things that are beyond belief. Something to be expected.”

"I understand what you mean, but I believe he will not do this. After all, you and I are disciples of the Yun Jue Sect. Even if we are defeated, we still have a chance to escape and save our lives. But he is different. The place where brother Duan Quan died was to kill him. Forced to a dead end, and without the protection of the sect, naturally we can only fight to the death, and betraying us will do more harm than good." Lu Li stood up and made a few more marks to hide the arranged formation and said: "Let's go, let's go there."

"Senior brother, didn't you set up the concealment array to avoid it?" Ye Wanling asked doubtfully.

Lu Li shook his head and smiled: "No, this is to confuse the other party. We need to hide behind the rocks farther away."

After the battle with Duan Liu, Lu Li knew very well how powerful the spiritual consciousness of the monks from the Soul-Inducing Sect was. Although the formations he arranged were exquisite, they would probably not be effective under the spiritual consciousness search of the monks in the Linghai period. In this case, It is better to use the concealment formation as a bait to confuse the sight. This will not only make the two of them more confident in sneak attacks, but also preserve the most important trap formation.

Time passed by slowly, but Zhang Mu did not show up. The violent thunder in the dark clouds gradually began to weaken. This marked that the birth of the spiritual treasure was about to end, and the disciples of various sects who went out to hunt for treasures also They will gradually come back. Once the disciples return, what they do will be easily discovered by the disciples of Luoyue Tower.

"Senior brother, it will not be easy to take action if this continues. Once discovered by the disciples of Luoyue Tower, they will definitely help the people of the Soul Leading Sect to join forces to deal with us." Ye Wanling said anxiously.

"Wait a minute..." Lu Li's face was equally gloomy. At this moment, a burst of footsteps gradually came from not far away, and Zhang Muzheng was seen walking obediently behind a burly bald man into the rocks. Come.

"Where are those two losers? Zhang Mu, you don't dare to entertain me, do you?" Tian Si said sternly as he walked away.

Zhang Mu's face was full of compliments and fear, and he shook his head repeatedly: "How dare I make up lies to deceive Senior Brother Tian? Senior Brother Duan and the others did discover the fragments of the Hundred Refining Heaven's Thunder Marrow, and they were unable to pass through the thunder barrier, so they asked me to come here. of."

"Hmph, there better be enough Hundred-Refined Heavenly Thunder Marrow there, otherwise I will definitely break your limbs to show you how powerful I am!" Tian Si strode forward.

Seeing that the two of them had reached the middle of the rocky clearing, Tian Si suddenly stopped and looked around coldly. Seeing this, Zhang Mu quickly asked carefully: "Senior Brother Tian, ​​what's wrong?"

"What do you think?" Tian Si grinned with a bloodthirsty sneer, pointed his finger farther away, and saw that the breath-concealing array arranged by Lu Li exploded instantly, and countless rubbles scattered on the ground like falling rain: "Huh? nobody?"

"Senior Brother Tian has unparalleled cultivation. How can a mere formation be hidden from his eyes? I guess this kind of shabby formation is just left by that blind Taoist monk." Zhang Mu said in a flattering manner.

"Snapped!"

Tian Si slapped Zhang Mu on the face with his backhand, and the astonishing force directly broke several teeth in his mouth: "It's useless, do I need you to teach me? Remember, unless I ask, you will Just be a mute, otherwise I will personally pull out your tongue and let you know the price of nonsense, do you understand!"

"Senior brother, please calm down. I don't dare to do it anymore. By the way, I just got a treasure a few days ago. Why don't you give it to senior brother? I hope senior brother can forgive me for my rudeness just now."

"Treasure? Show it to me. If it's really a good thing, I can put in a good word for you."

"Thank you, senior brother, thank you so much, senior brother!" Zhang Mu said, and quickly took out an exquisite spiritual box from the storage bag and handed it over: "In order to prevent the treasure's spiritual power from collapsing, I specially kept it inside, senior brother, please take a look."

"Oh? It's interesting. It's actually a spiritual box that blocks the detection of spiritual consciousness. It's really rare for a waste like you to appear!" Tian Si's eyes showed greed, and he took the spiritual box and slowly opened it. A dark purple awl gradually came into view.

"This is the soul-suppressing thorn? No!" Tian Si's expression suddenly changed, and he was about to throw the thing away when he saw a look of madness on Zhang Mu's flattering face and shouted: "Explode!"

A roar that pierced the soul sounded from the spirit box, and two figures were instantly shaken by the explosion and flew out. Tian Si's spirit sea stage aura was forcibly suppressed to the tenth level of Qi Condensation at this moment, and his body was even more unbearable. Minor internal injuries.

In comparison, Zhang Mu was much miserable. His tattered clothes were stained with blood, and all the spiritual power in his body had been removed, making him look like a mortal.

"Zhang Mu, you bastard, you dare to harm me! Do you think you can survive by temporarily suppressing my cultivation to the tenth level of Qi Condensation? Die for me!" Tian Si shouted loudly and wanted to fly forward to grab Zhang Mu. life.

At this moment, several formations of light rose out of thin air and trapped him tightly. Ye Wanling, who had been waiting for a long time, took the lead to kill with his sword.

"Zhang Mu, how dare you collude with outsiders to deal with me!" Tian Si shouted angrily and grabbed Ye Wanling's stabbing sword in the air. The aura of spiritual consciousness like black mist turned into layers of ice crystals and spread toward him.

Seeing that Ye Wanling did not dodge and planned to rely on forceful sword power to break through her soul mist, Tian Si was overjoyed and seemed to have seen the scene where Ye Wanling was turned into an ice sculpture and froze to death.

At this moment, a cold sharp thorn of consciousness poured into Tian Si's sea of ​​consciousness, and the divine-stealing technique immediately began to forcibly plunder Tian Si's own spiritual power.

"Spiritual consciousness attack!" Tian Si was shocked. It was only now that he noticed Lu Li walking out of a nearby formation, but he soon calmed down. Although Lu Li's magical powers were weird, the power of his spiritual consciousness was far away. No one can compare to him. As long as he attacks with all his strength, he can definitely shock Lu Li to death!

"Ask me to use my spiritual consciousness to attack you, you really don't want your life to be long!"

As Tian Si used all his power to resist, the backlash of his magical power instantly poured into Lu Li's body, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale. However, even though he was injured, Lu Li still had no intention of giving up and continued to exert all his strength. Use the power of seizing the gods to engage in a battle of consciousness with the opponent.

"Haha, you are really looking for death!" Tian Si laughed and planned to kill Lu Li with all his strength. Before his spiritual power could activate, an astonishing sword light suddenly stabbed from behind him. Tian Si never expected it. The Soul Mist Technique that he was proud of could be forcibly broken by Ye Wanling within a few breaths. It was difficult to distract himself from the confrontation of consciousness, but now he had no time to dodge, and was pierced through the chest by the sword light on the spot!

Tian Si spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body was seriously injured, and his consciousness could no longer be maintained. In the blink of an eye, Lu Li took advantage of the situation and took away most of his consciousness.

"Ahem, you can actually break through my soul mist. What kind of swordsman are you?" Tian Si half-knelt on the ground and looked at Ye Wanling standing with a sword in disbelief.

After forcibly breaking through the fog and drawing out the sword, Ye Wanling was also exhausted at this moment, but no one dared to look down upon her.

"You are naturally unable to withstand my sword intention because you are held back by your senior brother's spiritual consciousness. Defeating the strong with the weak has always been the master of swordsmanship of our generation." Ye Wanling snorted coldly and turned to Lu Li and said: "Kill?"

"Wait." Lu Li closed his eyes and used all his power to activate his consciousness. Soon, he drew a dim soul mark from the dying Tian Si's sea of ​​consciousness. It was this object that controlled Zhang Mu.

After the soul seal was taken away, Tian Si could no longer hold on, his weak breath gradually stopped, and he died on the spot.

Until this moment, Zhang Mu let out a long sigh of relief and collapsed weakly on the ground. After several years of slavery, he finally saw the dawn of freedom with the help of Lu Li and the others.