Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

Zhang Yuanjing's heart tightened as he probed the frozen space with his divine sense. He saw that the shield above Tong Tianfu's head was frozen by the profound ice, its aura plummeting rapidly, soon becoming extremely weak.

Tong Tianfu, on the other hand, tightly gripped the Sky Thunder Halberd, his magical power continuously pouring into it, struggling to support the Sky Thunder Halberd against the power of the ice. His face was pale, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, clearly indicating his extreme weakness.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanjing knew that the situation was extremely critical. He immediately instructed Zhang San, then exerted all his strength to cast a spell, pushing out the Refined Yang Umbrella protecting his head, driving it to quickly approach Lu Dingyi, as if to launch a sneak attack from behind.

When the Refined Yang Umbrella flew halfway, a hundred zhang away from Zhang Yuanjing, the dark cloud above his head suddenly moved, as if a falling boulder was dropping straight onto his head, or like a curtain directly enveloping him.

Darkness surrounded him, and Zhang Yuanjing felt as if he had fallen into a void, even breathing became difficult. From time to time, demons and monsters danced wildly, emitting mournful or frantic cries, stirring up various illusions in his sea of consciousness.

He guarded his mind, maintaining perfect concentration, without making any reckless moves. When it came to the stability of his soul, he wouldn't dare say he could compare to a Nascent Soul cultivator, but at least ordinary tricks were not enough to shake his soul.

When the dark cloud completely descended, he moved his mind and summoned the "inner self" of the Refined Yang Umbrella, which had been hidden in his chest.

The so-called "two-part form" was not just releasing an illusion while the true body remained completely still.

In fact, the "outer" was also a part of the true body. After the "outer self" was released, the Refined Yang Umbrella was equivalent to losing some of its power, only retaining the power of a single strike.

Therefore, it was completely hidden, not giving Zhang Yuanjing any protection, so that it could truly deceive the one in the dark cloud and induce him to attack.

In the darkness, a round of red sun radiated brightly, and scorching golden light shone all around.

"Ah!"

A scream suddenly rang out, breaking the silence in the darkness.

A black shadow flickered, and a person used a fan-shaped object to protect himself, spreading thick darkness, forcibly resisting the power of the scorching sun, and rushing towards him.

Although Zhang Yuanjing couldn't see that face, he knew from the bursting aura that this person must be a demonic cultivator. His identity was obvious, it could only be that Qin Guangzhi.

Obviously, the three True Lords of the Heavenly Demon Abyss and Wen Zaiddao of the Thick Earth Sect had come together, and had already prepared for Tong Tianfu to ambush nearby and suddenly strike. However, they had not expected that Tong Tianfu would not follow behind Zhang Yuanjing's Wind-Riding Cart like them, waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack, but instead directly hide in the cart and launch a strong attack.

This Transformation Realm demonic cultivator was also good at forbearance. Even when Wen Zaiddao was injured and killed, he did not attack, but had been waiting for the best opportunity to directly capture Zhang Yuanjing.

At this moment, even knowing that he had fallen into Zhang Yuanjing's trap, he did not stop his action, but instead forcibly attacked.

"Master, without the 'outer self', Zhang San's strength is not enough. Quickly hide in the earth, I will block him for a moment!"

Just as Zhang Yuanjing was hesitating, Tong Tianfu in the distance suddenly raised his hand and released another spiritual talisman.

This talisman was pure black in color, and after rising into the air, it almost merged with the night sky.

However, in the eyes of Chu Tianxiong, Lu Dingyi, and Qin Guangzhi, this talisman was no different from a ball of blazing fire.

The power condensed within it carried a powerful pressure, enough to split mountains and crack the earth. Even if they couldn't see it, they were disturbed by its terrifying power.

Without shouting or reminding, Chu and Lu, who were the first to bear the brunt, quickly retreated.

At this time, there was no longer that viscous force around them to hinder them, and the two retreated extremely quickly, flashing out more than two hundred zhang in less than half a breath.

And Qin Guangzhi, who was originally risking injury to forcibly capture Zhang Yuanjing, where was his figure now?

"Yuanjing, quickly drill into the earth, the deeper the better!"

The spiritual talisman, which was so black that its trace could not be seen in the sky, was still a Lightning-Attracting Talisman, and its grade was much higher than the previous three.

At the moment of rising into the air, this talisman attracted the powerful force from the nine heavens. Five white streaks descended from the sky, splitting the night sky, and directly struck the five people present. Even Qin Guangzhi, who had escaped the farthest and was more than four hundred zhang away, was no exception.

Zhang Yuanjing didn't know how Tong Tianfu would deal with this calamity. He could only activate the Earth Escape Technique, and with the help of the Source Stone, quickly drill into the ground.

Seeing a white light pierce through the dense darkness and flash towards him, Chu Tianxiong, who had escaped two hundred zhang away, knew that it was impossible to escape. He took out a talisman from his Sumeru Ring, pinched it hard, and immediately a ball of clear light wrapped him, and he jumped into the distance and disappeared.

And the attacking lightning force, when this clear light jumped into an unknown space, suddenly twitched, knocking it sideways, and finally did not know where it went.

However, Chu Tianxiong did not remind the other two when using the Space-Piercing Talisman, either because he was too urgent or intentionally ignored it.

Therefore, when the electric light fell, Lu Dingyi did not react as quickly as Chu Tianxiong. What he thought was to withstand this calamity. Of course, he also had something to rely on. After all, the Five Tyrant Flying Dragon Spear was not an ordinary product, but a spiritual treasure with a great background in the sect behind him.

In an instant, there was no room for much thought. He stood the five spears side by side, pouring all his magical power into them. The firelight condensed, turning into a huge fire dragon, and slammed against the white training.

Four hundred zhang away, Qin Guangzhi unfolded the Flying Escape Secret Technique, hiding in the darkness, almost like a phantom, disappearing without a trace.

However, for the Heavenly Thunder, all falsehoods are like bubbles. Under its aura traction, there is no escape at all.

The white training suddenly arrived, hitting a certain space, and a ball of fire rose into the air, making a crackling sound. In the firelight, a figure twisted wildly, but only for a breath, it turned into ashes and was no longer moving.

Of course, Zhang Yuanjing knew nothing about the responses and outcomes of these three people.

When he遁 to more than three hundred zhang, he only felt the upper soil layer suddenly vibrate, and a powerful impact force came from top to bottom, passing through layers of soil, and bombarded him.

He only felt his hair stand on end, as if the god of death was chasing from behind. He did not dare to be negligent in the slightest, stimulated all the potential of himself and the Source Stone, and fell madly until he could no longer feel the danger behind him, then stopped.

At this time, he had reached more than six hundred and sixty zhang in the ground. The endless earth force pressed down, almost making him unable to catch his breath.

After waiting for a few breaths, his divine sense probed upwards, and there was no sound on the ground.

He didn't bother to celebrate his escape from death, and quickly遁 upwards, and soon drilled out of the ground.

Looking around, he saw that he was in the center of a pit of soil hundreds of zhang in radius. The deepest part of this pit was more than seventy zhang, the soil was scorched black, the heat waves rolled, and the scattered thunder force twitched from time to time, making a buzzing sound.

He looked towards where Tong Tianfu was standing.

Originally, this old Taoist was standing in mid-air, fighting fiercely with the enemy. At this moment, where was the figure? Looking down, he saw that there was also a huge pit below, more than twice as large as where he was, and the depth was more than one hundred and fifty zhang.

At the deepest part of the pit, a charred person with torn clothes, covered in black smoke, and with his hair and beard burned clean, tightly grasped a long halberd inserted into the soil, standing upright and unyielding. His aura was very weak, and it seemed that he was seriously injured.

This person was Tong Tianfu.