Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

"Go all out and kill him! This man cannot be allowed to live!" Chu Tianxiong roared, his anger turning into undisguised killing intent, as he yelled at Lu Dingyi, who was also startled into a cold sweat.

He reached into his Sumeru ring, took out three spiritual talismans with powerful energy, and launched them at Tong Tianfu. These three talismans were superior spiritual talismans of the ice element, called "Nine Freezing Hells," reputed to freeze anything.

As soon as they were activated, they unleashed a chilling tide, freezing the invisible energy that had been restricting movement.

He reached out and tapped, as if hitting an invisible block of ice, and with a "crash," it shattered and fell apart.

Lu Dingyi continued to activate the flaming giant spear standing in the sky, using a rain of fire spears to relentlessly attack Tong Tianfu.

This move seemed to rely on quantity, but in fact, hidden within the hundreds of fire spears was a deadly strike. Occasionally, one spear was far stronger than the others, striking out from the chaos with extreme ruthlessness.

Tong Tianfu had probably used up all his thunder talismans, and his mana was also insufficient. Facing the fierce attacks of the two, he could only passively defend.

He first summoned a square shield, unfolding it above his head to form a cone-shaped aura, resisting the fire spears that were blasting down from above.

The Heavenly Thunder Halberd in his hand, however, changed its invincible and all-conquering momentum, standing still in front of him, its tip emitting a circle of flickering light, extinguishing the flames that swirled in from the sides one by one.

Zhang Yuanjing watched in alarm and quickly drove his flying sword to escape behind Lu Dingyi.

"Yuanjing, don't! I can still resist, and I also have a killing move! You stay away and don't get within two hundred feet. Hmm, be careful that the other side has reinforcements to prevent being ambushed!" Tong Tianfu's telepathic message immediately arrived, his tone very solemn.

Zhang Yuanjing was shocked and scanned his surroundings with his divine sense.

It was already late at night, and the surroundings were pitch black. The outlines of the hills in the dark night were like sleeping beasts. But apart from the three Zhenren fiercely fighting, there was no other movement.

The only one who could be an ambush in this battle was the last Nascent Soul cultivator sent by Tianmoyu to Wanyue Mountain—the Transformation Realm demonic cultivator Qin Guangzhi. Chu Tianxiong had come, so the possibility of this demonic cultivator, who was clearly one level lower in status, coming was very high.

He quickly communicated with Zhang San, but to his surprise, Zhang San gave a definite negative answer. It had not detected the aura of a fourth Nascent Soul cultivator within a hundred miles.

In terms of perception, the spiritual sense of a Xiantian spiritual treasure was not as good as the divine sense of a Nascent Soul cultivator. Therefore, with Tong Tianfu already warning him, Zhang Yuanjing had to treat it with caution.

Moreover, Qin Guangzhi was, after all, a Transformation Realm demonic cultivator who did not absorb spiritual energy but turbid energy. He might have some means to hide from the spiritual sense of a Xiantian spiritual treasure.

He thought to himself that if Qin Guangzhi was hiding nearby, he would definitely launch a sneak attack. Then, would he attack Zhenren Tong or him?

Thinking of this, he subconsciously activated the defensive power of the Lianyang Umbrella, covering his entire body.

After waiting for a while, he saw no unusual movements around him, so he turned his divine sense back to the battlefield.

Chu Tianxiong began to exert his strength, launching all kinds of spiritual talismans, ingenious devices, and even some fierce and evil creatures born from heaven and earth, coordinating with Lu Dingyi's rain of fire spears to suppress Tong Tianfu so that he could not move, relying only on the shield and the protective power released by the Heavenly Thunder Halberd to barely resist.

In this situation, Tong Tianfu could not even think about attacking the enemy, let alone retreating.

However, even so, Chu Tianxiong was extremely careful, not attacking strongly, only acting as a supporting role, assisting Lu Dingyi in suppressing Tong Tianfu. He held some kind of killing move in his hand, waiting for an opportunity.

Zhang Yuanjing had become a spectator, only watching the battlefield from afar, unable to participate.

At this time, even if he rushed up, it would be of little use. In a battle of this level, his urging of the Lianyang Umbrella would only interfere with Lu Dingyi or Chu Tianxiong a little. Once the power of the Lianyang Umbrella was exhausted, he would fall into it and be unable to escape.

While he was pondering, he suddenly felt something strange above him. A cloud of black mist floated from somewhere, obscuring the faint starlight, making the dark night even more gloomy.

"Master, this cloud is a bit strange. It's like an evil technique to conceal oneself!" Zhang San also noticed the abnormality in the sky and sent him a thought.

Zhang Yuanjing didn't dare to use his divine sense to directly investigate, partly because he was afraid of alerting the enemy, and partly because he was afraid that if there really was an evil being, it could launch a sneak attack on his divine soul along his divine sense.

"Zhang San, if there is an evil being there, it is very likely a demonic cultivator. Are you good at dealing with such cultivators?"

"Reporting to Master, Zhang San is best at dealing with illusory evils. If the demonic cultivator you are talking about is the same as a cultivator, only the cultivation method is different, then Zhang San may not be able to restrain him. However, if he uses evil techniques, Zhang San can also deal with them a little."

"Oh, what method is that?"

"Use illusion to break illusion!"

Zhang San then revealed one of its unique skills, called "Twofold Appearance," which was to move its own appearance away, creating the illusion of leaving, while the main body remained still, luring the evil to reveal itself, and then suppressing it.

Zhang Yuanjing pondered for a moment, knowing that this kind of trick must be used at the right time to be effective, so he told Zhang San to maintain its defensive power undiminished and to ignore for now whether there really was an evil being in the black cloud.

At this time, the three Nascent Soul cultivators who were fighting fiercely each changed their moves.

The first to change his move was Lu Dingyi. The Five Tyrant Flying Dragon Spear's release of the rain of fire spears was the spear's killing move, but facing Tong Tianfu's shield and Heavenly Thunder Halberd, it did little other than consume his power.

This person took out a fiery red crystal, and without knowing what it was, threw it onto the burning giant spear. In an instant, the flames suddenly surged, and each of the fire spears that were originally falling down had an additional swirling fire dragon.

The shield that Tong Tianfu sacrificed above his head could block the bombardment of the fire spears, but it could not stop the extra fire dragons. The fire spears shattered upon impact, but the fire dragons broke away, bypassed the shield, and attacked the Heavenly Thunder Halberd below.

At first, the Heavenly Thunder Halberd was very disdainful and quite angry towards these fire dragons constructed from spiritual power. Each time, it quickly generated electric light, destroying them with one blow.

However, the more fire dragons that were killed, the more there were, and later on, the Heavenly Thunder Halberd was also unable to sustain its strength and could not kill them all.

Tong Tianfu had no choice but to sacrifice two more flying swords to fight with the fire dragons, buying time for the Heavenly Thunder Halberd to recover its strength.

Seeing this, Chu Tianxiong suddenly retracted the flying sword he was using and waved his hand, launching seven emerald green spheres.

This sphere was only the size of a walnut, and its surface was covered with a layer of frost. Wherever it passed, the temperature dropped sharply, and cold, gloomy smoke rose from nowhere, covering the entire space.

"Boom! Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!" Seven explosions rang out in a certain rhythm, erupting with majestic ice power, pouring out like a torrent, freezing the space of a dozen feet around Tong Tianfu.