The Path to Becoming Immortal

"Ouch! This can't be done, this can't be done!"

Kong Lingzi was shocked immediately, jumped to the side, and quickly helped the two of them up, with panic on his face.

"The two brothers are out of touch when they say this. Could it be that I am not a member of the world of cultivation? This is so disrespectful of me!"

"Haha, okay! Of course Brother Kong Ling is a member of my cultivation world!" The two of them stood up straight, and Hong Shi also smiled heartily.

"Don't mention it again if you see outsiders like this in the future! Now, we, the cultivators of Tranquility Sea, regard this place as our own home. If outsiders come to invade, we will naturally beat them out!"

Kong Lingzi said righteously.

Speaking of this, there is no exaggeration at all.

Sea of ​​Tranquility can be said to be a choice out of no choice. Not to mention its remote location, there is no aura of heaven and earth.

In such a desolate land, it is extremely difficult to advance even if you want to cultivate. It is not an exaggeration to say that you are just eating and waiting to die.

Like now, the monumental formation is integrated with the inverted sky-shielding formation. There is no longer any fear of the coming of heavenly calamity, and it has perfectly replaced the existence of the Sea of ​​Tranquility.

Besides, the essence of the entire cultivation world is gathered here, and the aura of heaven and earth is extremely rich.

It is simply the paradise that this special group of loose immortals dreams of.

It is no exaggeration to say that no such perfect place can be found in the entire world of cultivation.

Of course, if you want to survive in a place like this, you have to contribute your own share.

All the Serenity Sea Sanxian gave this power willingly without any complaints.

Even secretly, many people are grateful to Ningping.

You know, it was Ningping's whim that brought them here.

Of course, no one mentioned the slight unhappiness between them before.

"Haha! That's good! We are really a family, there is no need to be so polite!"

Seeing the sincerity of what he said, and seeing that the other party was too polite, Hu Buwei would have seemed pretentious if he continued.

Looking at Kong Lingzi's haggard look, he turned to ask with a little worry.

"Brother Kong Ling, how are you doing? Do you want to recover first?"

"It's a small matter. I just gave you a gift when I evacuated the holy land. How can I come back empty-handed when I come from a long way away! Haha!!!"

Kong Lingzi said, laughing very heartily. During the burst of laughter, the extremely haggard look just now seemed to have recovered a lot in an instant.

"Oh!? The space anomaly when the space channel disappeared just now seems to be Brother Kongling's deliberate move!"

Hu Buwei and Hong Shi looked at each other and said with shining eyes.

"Hehe! That's right. I'm afraid their journey back won't be easy either..."

Kong Lingzi chuckled, with a smirk on his face, looking very proud.

"Oh? How do you say this?" Hu Buwei and Hong Shi were suddenly interested.

"Their space channel was forcibly opened in my formation. It is not stable in itself. I only pushed it slightly..."

"Haha! So that's it. It seems like this is enough for them to drink a pot!"

Hong Shi suddenly laughed heartily. Although he couldn't see it with his own eyes, it would definitely not be a good thing if the space channel was disturbed.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!..."

Hu Buwei was also very happy. He turned to look at the cheering crowd outside, and couldn't help but feel a move in his heart.

"This battle has just ended, why don't we bad old men show up together and celebrate with other comrades!"

"Okay! That's what I mean! Please!"

Immediately, the three of them disappeared into the secret room together.

When he appeared again, he had already appeared in the mid-air outside the monument.

The three of them stood parallel in the sky, their Mahayana cultivation levels sweeping across the entire monument without concealment.

As soon as he appeared, the entire monument suddenly became quiet, and then there was a roar like a mountain and a tsunami.

"Meet the three Supreme Elders!"

The three of them also raised their hands to signal.

"Today is a day of great joy for my cultivation world!"

As soon as they spoke, there was a tsunami of cheers, and only after letting them vent for a long time did they become quiet again.

"Thousands of years ago, it was you who entered the Holy Land and defeated them, and today it is you who defeated the remnants of the Holy Land again! I am invincible in the world of cultivation! My monument will last forever!"

"I am invincible in the world of cultivation! My monument will last forever!"

"I am invincible in the world of cultivation! My monument will last forever!"

"I am invincible in the world of cultivation! My monument will last forever!"

Everyone's faces were filled with excitement, and the excitement in their hearts was completely ignited at this moment.

The entire monument instantly became a sea of ​​celebration, and the cheers of the Tsunami Gang resounded throughout the entire monument!

But the Holy Land at this moment was in a different situation.

On the high altar, Immortal Lord Luo Kun had a livid face and grabbed a monk's head with one hand.

Judging from the clothing of this monk, it is obvious that he is a monk from the world of cultivation. It seems that he was captured by the elder.

At this moment, his eyes were white, his whole body was unconscious, and he was twitching violently.

Under the altar, the area where the teleportation formation was located was in a mess, as if a violent explosion had just occurred.

This messy area was surrounded by a dense crowd.

However, everyone was covered in blood and looked dejected.

Several elders were shaking all over, looking frightened.

Yu Tianxiao was also here, and his white robe was already tattered.

After seeing the terrified looks of those around him, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, but calmed down instead.

He quietly raised his head to look at the altar, and saw that Luo Kun Xianjun's clone closed his eyes without joy or sadness, and stroked the head of the trembling monk with one hand.

It was useless to be afraid at this time. A disastrous defeat was a disastrous defeat. This was a fact that could not be changed.

Anyway, everyone present at this moment, including himself, was a lamb to be slaughtered, waiting for the butcher's knife to fall.

This time the loss was huge, as tragic as the last battle in the Holy Land.

A full two million people went out, but only 200,000 people came back.

The strength accumulated over thousands of years was lost again in this battle.

Thinking about the experience of escaping with great difficulty, he was even more frightened.

The space channel was suddenly destroyed, and only the Purple Sword Elder and himself survived.

Fortunately, Immortal Lord Luo Kun tried his best to stabilize the space channel, and he was protected by the Heaven Shaking Bell, so he was able to save his life.

Unfortunately, even if he was lucky enough to return to the Holy Land, the hope of survival would probably be very slim.

"Won't those people kneel down obediently!!! They made me so embarrassed now!"