Eternal Life: I hold the door to eternal life

As Fang Han gave an order in his mind, several jets of dark fog suddenly shot out of Fang Han's body, and in the blink of an eye, they enveloped the dozen white-haired flying zombies in front of Fang Han. The moment the dozens of white-haired flying zombies came into contact with the black fog, their eyes suddenly became dull, and then their faces twisted, and their hands pulled hard at the white hair on their heads. After falling to the ground and wailing for a few breaths, they died.

At this time, several streams of Yellow Spring Holy Water shot out from Fang Han's body, drawing the bodies and weapons of more than ten white-haired flying zombies into the Yellow Spring Map. Then Yan Chen said solemnly:

"Hey, even though my strength remains in the realm of magical powers, I am now not as strong as the cultivators who have just entered the realm of magical powers. I cannot kill more than ten white-haired flying zombies in the realm of divine transformation instantly. Diyuan is the territory of the Earth Demon Clan. If we attract the attention of the strong men in the Earth Demon Clan, they don't even need to take action personally. As long as they keep sending white-haired flying zombies to besiege us, we will not be able to escape even if we have wings."

At this moment, there was a sharp sound of metal clashing. The Thunder Sword was actually blocked by a white-haired flying zombie controlling a large seal. The seal was shining with spiritual light, and it was obviously a spiritual weapon of high grade. No wonder it could block the thunder-like killing force of the Thunder Sword.

Then the white-haired flying zombie roared, "Leave this lightning sword to me, and you go kill that monk!"

Before he finished speaking, nearly twenty more white-haired flying zombies came to Fang Han. Yan quickly controlled more than ten dark magic energies to stop the more than ten white-haired flying zombies in front, but there were still six white-haired flying zombies that passed the more than ten white-haired flying zombies trapped by the magic energy and rushed towards Fang Han.

Fang Han was still at the physical realm, and manipulating a spiritual weapon was already his limit. This was the shackles of heaven and earth, and a physical realm cultivator, no matter how much his spiritual power was condensed, could only manipulate one magic weapon.

Fang Han was manipulating the Thunder Sword to fight in front, relying on Yan to protect himself. However, Yan's soul source was damaged and had not yet fully recovered. At this time, he could only barely exert the power of the first level of magical power. Trapping and killing sixteen white-haired flying zombies in the Divine Transformation Realm was already his current limit.

But Yan is indeed a ten-thousand-year-old demon with many tricks. A large amount of Forget Love Water suddenly shot out from Fang Han's body, instantly blending with the demonic energy, forming a magic array in the blink of an eye, trapping more than 20 white-haired flying zombies.

Yan said to Fang Han, "This is not a solution. With my current strength, I will probably need one or two minutes to kill more than 20 white-haired flying zombies with a ninth-level or higher body using the Yellow Spring Soul Devouring Devil Formation. And this is already my limit."

Fang Han's face darkened when he heard this. He thought to himself, "Should I use the Seven Killing Sword Formation now? The Seven Killing Sword Formation consumes a lot of mental power, which is my trump card against the strong men in the Mystical Realm. If I consume a lot of mental power now, once a strong man from the Mystical Realm attacks me, what can I do to resist him?"

Just when Fang Han was hesitating, dozens of white-haired flying zombies rushed into the "Yellow Spring Soul Devouring Demon Formation" fearlessly. The originally dark and dense demonic energy began to thin out visibly with the naked eye.

Yan immediately felt the pressure mount, and said anxiously: "The magic array cannot hold so many white-haired flying zombies. I can only hold out for two or three minutes at most, and then the magic array will be broken..."

When dozens of white-haired flying zombies rushed into the magic array, Fang Han's eyes were already fierce and he made a decision. He immediately recalled the Thunder Sword, and the Seven Evils Gourd in his hand suddenly flashed with a faint light, shooting out seven spiritual flying swords, which instantly gathered in front of Fang Han to form the Seven Killing Swords Array.

At this time, the Seven Killing Sword Formation no longer turned into a circle of light to protect Fang Han, but turned into a dazzling light curtain, standing in front of Fang Han. Fang Han said frantically: "Yan, let's compete from now on. Let's see whether you can collect life essence and refine blood pills faster, or my Seven Killing Sword Formation can kill enemies faster! Since it is a killing calamity, let's have a feast of slaughter. Today, I want the blood in the abyss to flow like a river! Kill!"

As Fang Han shouted the word "kill" madly in his mind, countless sword qi suddenly appeared in the light curtain formed by the Seven Killing Sword Formation, shooting forward like lightning. In just a blink of an eye, there was no longer a white-haired flying zombie with life breath within the 30-meter range ahead.

Nearly sixty white-haired flying zombies with bodies of more than nine levels were slaughtered by the Seven Killing Sword Formation in just a blink of an eye. Fang Han showed a crazy sneer, changed his posture of defending the spot, manipulated the Seven Killing Sword Formation, and strode into the mine tunnel.

The Seven Killing Sword Array light curtain moved forward quickly under Fang Han's control. For a moment, all that could be heard was the "swoosh" sound of sword energy breaking through the air, and the "thump" sound of large numbers of white-haired flying zombies falling to the ground. All the white-haired flying zombies that were affected by the 30-meter killing range of the Seven Killing Sword Array, regardless of their cultivation, did not even have time to scream in pain before they were pierced by countless sword energy and fell to the ground in large numbers, like wheat being cut by a knife.

Only a few white-haired flying zombie leaders with spiritual weapons to protect them could put up a bit of resistance, but no matter what grade their spiritual weapons were, they could only hold out for two or three breaths at best before countless sword qi pierced through their spiritual weapons, and then, there was no more.

Seeing the Seven Killing Sword Formation easily harvesting the lives of the white-haired flying zombies, Yan was both happy and worried. While manipulating the Yellow Spring Holy Water to transform into a layer of light yellow mist on the ground of the passage, collecting the essence of life to refine the blood pill, he reminded: "You have to take it easy and save some mental energy. The powerful masters of the magical secret realm among the earth demons have not yet appeared."

Fang Han couldn't care less about that at this moment. He only had one thought in his mind: "Isn't it just a killing calamity? Since there is no way to avoid it, let's fight killing with killing. Kill! Kill! Kill!"

In the Fajing Jade Mine, nearly a thousand white-haired flying zombies stretched out a nearly 500-meter-long white-haired team. As Fang Han manipulated the Seven Killing Sword Formation to advance, the white-haired flying zombies at the front of the team were shocked by the amazing killing power of the Seven Killing Sword Formation and retreated involuntarily. However, they were blocked by the white-haired flying zombies in the back who were in an unknown situation, and they were in a dilemma.

Fang Han had no mercy at this time. He looked crazy as he watched the white-haired flying zombies fall one after another in the Seven Killing Sword Formation. In the blink of an eye, the yellow mist on the ground sucked away all their blood and flesh essence and turned them into ashes. Fang Han had a strange smile on his face, and he controlled the Seven Killing Sword Formation and strode forward, continuing to harvest the white-haired flying zombies that had nowhere to retreat in the mine.

It was not until Fang Han had advanced more than fifty meters and slaughtered nearly a hundred white-haired flying zombies that a horrified roar was heard from the group of white-haired flying zombies: "Retreat, retreat quickly! Those behind, retreat quickly, exit the mine tunnel. Quick, quick, quick!"

For a moment, the mine tunnel was in chaos, with all kinds of screams and shouts. Some white-haired flying zombies even climbed on top of their companions before their companions could react, roaring wildly in panic and desperately crawling to the back of the team. This immediately caused the white-haired flying zombies behind them to scold and yell at them.

Fang Han said coldly: "You still want to escape now? It's too late!"

Fang Han's face was filled with hatred. He suddenly used all his strength to drive his mental power and ran forward at a brisk pace. Under Fang Han's control, the Seven Killing Sword Array light curtain moved forward at more than twice the speed. In just one minute, nearly two hundred white-haired flying zombies were pierced through the bodies by countless sword qi and died on the spot. The Forget Love Water controlled by Yan took away all the blood, flesh and essence, turning them into ashes.

Although the white-haired flying zombies at the end of the team had begun to retreat quickly, with six or seven hundred white-haired flying zombies desperately running in the narrow mine tunnel at the same time, pushing and shoving in a chaotic mess, how could they really escape with their lives?