Mortal: I use the farm to ask for immortality

Chapter 138 Nangong Wan’s Crisis

"The magic of mysterious soul possession?"

Hearing the words of the sloppy old man, Gu Changqing's eyes first flashed with a flash of thought. He felt as if he had heard of this secret technique somewhere.

He quickly thought of something, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

At the same time, I finally knew.

Why can Wang Chan withstand the magic power of a large realm?

This secret technique is quite special, as it seems to split a part of the true energy of the person who performs the technique.

Then a special magic weapon is used as a carrier to accommodate the split mana and soul, so as to achieve the effect of possession control.

Compared to other possession techniques.

During the use of this secret technique, all the burdens and costs for the possessed person are borne by the magic weapon, so it will not cause any adverse consequences.

It's a very friendly possession technique.

The only drawback.

It is these split mana and true energy that are completely lost to the person who performs the spell. Unlike ordinary mana, it can be quickly restored by taking elixirs or meditating.

Instead, it takes a lot of time to practice it again.

So in general.

There are very few Nascent Soul old monsters who are willing to sacrifice their own cultivation to perform this technique for their descendants. Even if necessary, they mostly use the technique of possession.

Just like Jiyin Patriarch and Wu Chou.

After all, cultivators are all selfish.

Between future generations and one's own cultivation, most people will choose the latter.

"It seems that the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect still pays great attention to Wang Chan!"

"However, these mana essence only allowed Wang Chan to reach the early stage of pill formation. Compared with the vast mana essence of Yuanying stage monks, it seems to be nothing."

"There is fatherly love, but not much..."

Gu Changqing's face looked a little strange, and he thought to himself.

"Senior Qiong!"

the other side.

The moment they saw the old man, Fairy Nishang and the remaining three alchemy monks were all refreshed and said happily, as if they had a backbone.

Although I had known for a long time that this old man would come together.

But along the way, he never showed up, which made a few of them think that this old man was out of fun and went somewhere else.

After all, with his eccentric personality, this is very likely to happen!

Of course, if everything goes well, nothing will happen to him even if he doesn't take action. The lineup they brought is enough to cope with it.

However, as expected, the accident happened.

The master of the Ghost Spirit Sect directly possessed him and killed a pill-forming monk in an instant, which put great psychological pressure on them!

After all, this is a Nascent Soul cultivator!

Although the possessed cultivation is only in the early stage of pill formation, with the knowledge and methods of the Nascent Soul stage, Fairy Nishang and others have absolutely no confidence in facing him!

But now that they saw the old monster Qiong appeared, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this senior is still in the realm of pill formation, his strength is definitely second to none in this realm! It is no exaggeration to say that he is the number one alchemist in Yue Kingdom.

Plus its own magic weapon - invisible needle.

Even a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage would have a huge headache when facing him. It shouldn't be a problem to deal with the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect who is possessed by him!

Fairy Nishang and others thought happily.

……

at this time.

The slow voice of the Ghost Spirit Sect Master came:

"Qiong Wuji, I have heard of you. It is said that you are the number one among the Dan-forming monks in the Yue Kingdom. You can even survive several attacks against Nascent Soul monks. Your strength is quite impressive!"

"In that case, I don't want to make things too difficult for you. You guys can just retreat. I will also take the people of the Yan family to leave the country of Yue. How about that?"

The leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect said calmly.

After hearing this, Old Monster Qiong put away the impudent look on his face and replied in a deep voice:

"I didn't expect that an old man like me, who doesn't have many years to live, would be able to attract the attention of the dignified master of the Ghost Spirit Sect. I can be considered a blessing in my lifetime!"

"But the Yan family must be exterminated! This is related to the majesty of the six sects, and there is no room for negotiation!"

"Senior can take Wang Chan away, I will never stop him, but if this kid steps into Yue Kingdom again, he won't let him go so easily!"

The voice of the old monster Qiong was serious and serious, leaving no room for negotiation.

However, Wang Chan still gave in.

After all, the difference between destroying the Yan family and destroying Wang Chan is huge!

This war will end sooner or later.

If he completely offended the Ghost Spirit Sect, it would be no small matter for them, the Hidden Moon Sect!

However, I heard this.

The Ghost Spirit Sect Master's face darkened, and he said with a gloomy expression:

"Qiong Wuji, do you really dare to fight with me?"

"Haha, if Senior Wang comes here in person, old man, I can run as far as I want, but the possession technique you are using now only carries the magic power of the early stage of pill formation."

"Even if the senior has powerful magical powers and profound skills, without the support of magic power, he is nothing but rootless duckweed. What do I have to fear?"

"And if I can experience the power of some authentic magic skills today, I would also like it!" Hearing the other party's threat, Old Monster Qiong laughed and said with great pride.

The monks from the Six Sects, the Yan family and others looked at this scene with different expressions.

Is it a war? Is it and?

In front of these two big guys, they had no room to speak. The only thing they could do was to wait for the final result.

however.

What everyone didn't expect was.

After hearing the "arrogant" words of Old Monster Qiong, the leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect did not show the look of shock and anger that everyone expected.

But there was silence for a while.

Then a strange smile appeared on his face, and he said meaningfully:

"exactly."

"The mana I carry is only in the early stage of pill formation. With this little mana, even if I fight to death, I can only exert my strength in the later stage of pill formation, and it won't last long. In my current state, I really can't beat you."

"But why can I only use my own mana? Aren't there a lot of mana sources here?"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Old Monster Qiong was stunned for a moment.

Then he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression suddenly changed. He hurriedly turned to the many monks on his side and shouted loudly:

"Go back quickly!"

At the same time, Old Monster Qiong suddenly flicked his sleeves and robe, and a needle-like magic weapon that was about an inch long and crystal clear, with a seven-color glow on its surface appeared out of thin air and attacked the main ghost spirit sect on the opposite side.

Try to interrupt the opponent's plot.

Unfortunately, it's too late!

As soon as the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect finished speaking, he immediately took action, but his target was all the foundation-building monks on the field.

A strange black light flashed in his eyes, and a black-red demonic cloud instantly erupted from his body, sweeping around like a wave.

Almost instantly.

It enveloped most of the monks.

This also includes people from the Yan family.

Only the pill-forming monks and a few astute foundation-building monks reacted in advance under the reminder of the old monster Qiong and escaped from the scope of the magic cloud.

Gu Changqing is one of them.

He was always observing the situation on the field. As soon as the Ghost Spirit Sect Master finished speaking, he immediately realized something was wrong, so he released the Flowing Kite without thinking and accelerated to the rear to escape with all his strength.

It wasn't until he completely left the range of the magic cloud that Gu Changqing slowly stopped and looked back at the original place.

However, what he could see made him feel chilly.

I saw that those foundation-building monks shrouded by the demonic cloud had all lost control of their bodies at this moment, and fell from the air one after another, dead and injured, and the sounds of screams could be heard endlessly.

What's even more terrifying is.

A large amount of blood energy and colorful spiritual power are constantly escaping from the bodies of these foundation-building monks and converging into the air.

But the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, who was originally located in the center of the magic cloud, still stood quietly.

But behind him, a huge black-red vortex was spinning continuously.

There was a terrifying suction force coming from it, like a bottomless pit, constantly absorbing the escaped blood and spiritual power, and soon turning it into pure mana, which was integrated into Wang Chan in front, or in other words It is inside the body of the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

The invisible needle magic weapon of the old monster Qiong was also controlled by the suction force emitted by this vortex.

At the same time, a large amount of black and red bloody demonic energy continued to surround them.

Although they were all annihilated by the colorful rays of light on the invisible needle magic weapon, with the continuous replenishment, the invisible needle finally stopped completely after advancing for a certain distance.

Seeing the demonic blood and light continuing to wrap around him. "snort!"

Seeing this situation, Old Monster Qiong snorted coldly, and then activated his magic power with all his strength.

In the glow of the glow, the invisible needle magic weapon broke away from it and returned to his side.

In this short period of time, almost all the monks in the magic cloud had lost their life breath.

All the spiritual power and essence of flesh and blood on the body were completely sucked dry, turning into piles of dense white bones scattered on the ground, which was horrifying.

The master of the Ghost Spirit Sect was still standing there quietly, but the aura on his body became even more terrifying.

The realm has climbed directly to the late stage of pill formation!

The powerful and turbulent black light of the magic cloud and the breathtaking aura made him like a demon god, making people dare not look directly at him!

A silent sense of fear enveloped the hearts of the remaining foundation-building monks.

"This, what kind of evil magic is this? It can actually absorb the flesh, blood, essence and cultivation of others and turn it into one's own use. It's really terrifying!"

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them and felt cold all over, their scalps were numb, and their hearts were filled with fear.

They never thought that the leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect could have such terrifying methods!

Simply incredible!

Gu Changqing frowned and glanced at Han Li, who was not far away.

At this time, he was standing on a blue flying boat with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

He had already retreated behind everyone, but when the Ghost Spirit Sect master took action, he used the means of escape that he had prepared long ago, and narrowly escaped from the scope of the demonic cloud.

This saved a small life!

And looking at the fate of the cultivators in the demon cloud, cold sweat kept running down his back.

Sensing Gu Changqing's gaze, Han Li licked his somewhat white lips and gave him a forced smile.

It’s not just these foundation-building monks.

Even Fairy Qiong Wuji and Nishang had solemn expressions on their faces at this moment, staring at the Ghost Spirit Sect Master with alert expressions on their faces, not daring to let down their guard at all.

This old monster in the Nascent Soul stage is indeed not an easy character to get along with!

Nangong Wan looked at the five or six surviving foundation-building monks with a worried look on her pretty face.

After seeing Gu Changqing's figure, he breathed a sigh of relief, then surrounded himself with Suzaku, staring at the opposite side with a vigilant face.

"Qiong Wuji, do you still think that I am not your opponent?"

At this time, the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect suddenly spoke.

His voice was extremely cold and devoid of emotion, which made people feel cold all over their ears, as if they were being stared at by a poisonous snake.

Just when Old Monster Qiong opened his mouth to say something, a furious voice sounded:

"Wang Tiansheng! What do you mean?"

The face of the head of the Yan family was full of shock and anger, and he looked at the master of the Ghost Spirit Sect with bitter eyes.

Just now.

Because the distance was so close, the Yan family monks had no time to react. A total of more than thirty foundation-building monks were all shrouded in the demonic cloud.

He saw it with his own eyes.

Amidst the shrill and painful screams, the descendants of these families lost their life breath one by one, turned into white bones, and were buried here.

This was a huge blow to the head of the Yan family, and he instantly became furious.

His heart is bleeding!

Endless regret enveloped his heart.

"What do you mean? I'm just borrowing their magic power. Do you have any objections?"

"And your Tianlinggen girl from the Yan family has been transferred by you a long time ago, right? Humph! You are really brave to dare to play tricks on our Ghost Spirit Sect!"

"My son Wang Chan has the talent of Nascent Soul! It is more than enough to match your Yan family's Tianling Root, not to mention there are so many concession conditions. If you had agreed earlier, why would the trouble have reached this point! "

"Cooperate with me honestly, keep these six sect monks, and then bring back the little girl with that spiritual root. Your Yan family still has the possibility to survive, otherwise annihilation will be your only end!"

Hearing what the head of the Yan family said, the head of the Ghost Spirit Sect's eyes turned cold and his tone was full of sarcasm.

"you!"

The head of the Yan family's eyes were filled with rage, and his lips were slightly opened as he wanted to say something cruel.

But in the end, he could only snort angrily and say nothing with a cold face.

Under the threat of the leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect, he finally chose to compromise.

"Senior Wang, even if you temporarily increase your strength to the late stage of pill formation, I'm afraid it won't last long, right? When this mana dissipates, I wonder how many more methods you can use?" Old Monster Qiong said lightly.

"Then let's try it!"

The leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect sneered and stopped talking nonsense. He immediately moved and flew towards Old Monster Qiong in an instant.

At the same time, he waved his right hand, and a jet-black light flew out from his hand. It was very fast, like lightning, and it came to the old monster Qiong in an instant.

Seeing this, Old Monster Qiong's expression changed.

Immediately, he used the invisible needle again to meet him and fought with it.

For a time, the two sides fought fiercely, the collision of magic weapons and secret techniques continued to sound, and bursts of terrifying energy fluctuations erupted, causing everyone around them to move back for fear of being affected.

The master of the Ghost Spirit Sect is indeed a Nascent Soul cultivator!

After forcibly increasing his magic power to the late stage of pill formation, he relied on his extremely fierce offensive and various weird magical methods to suppress the old monster Qiong!

"Uncle Qiong, let me help you!"

Seeing that Old Monster Qiong was at a disadvantage, Fairy Nishang gave a sweet shout and controlled the magic weapon to join the battle group. However, compared to the two of them, her strength was much inferior, so she could only play support.

However, with the addition of this force, it helped Old Monster Qiong stabilize the battle situation and barely maintained a balance.

Seeing that the war was restarting, several other pill-forming monks also started fighting again.

The Jujianmen Pill-forming monks faced off against the head of the Yan family just like before.

The Li brothers joined forces to attack Nangong Wan.

Although Nangong Wan was considered relatively powerful among the monks in the early stage of forming pills, the two brothers, who had a tacit understanding of each other, soon fell into a disadvantage and became in danger.

The Vermilion Bird Ring burned with raging flames, enlarged to a size of several feet, and rotated around Nangong Wan, barely resisting the Li brothers' magical attack.

However, under the siege of the two men, she was still a little overwhelmed.

After an accidental omission, the boy among the Li brothers seized the opportunity, and a small light blue hammer flew out and attacked her from behind at high speed.

Although Nangong Wan reluctantly offered up a colored handkerchief to block her behind, the powerful power of the hammer still knocked her staggering.

Bright red blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

Seeing that the situation was becoming more and more critical, Nangong Wan gritted her silver teeth secretly, activated the Suzaku Ring with all her strength to block the two magic weapons, and then turned around and flew away into the distance.

"I'll go after the female alchemy cultivator from the Hidden Moon Sect, and you come and kill these six sects of foundation-building cultivators!" Seeing Nangong Wan escape, the boy among the Li brothers had a strange look in his eyes, and quickly turned to the other one. The old man said.

Without waiting for the old man to reply, the boy immediately harnessed the escaping light and chased Nangong Wanyuan in the direction he had gone.

The old man nodded silently.

Then he turned around and looked at Gu Changqing and the remaining five or six foundation-building monks expressionlessly.

"run!"

Among the remaining five or six foundation-building monks, I don’t know who shouted.

Without any hesitation, everyone used their own methods to escape in different directions.

Gu Changqing drove the Flowing Kite and rushed out with lightning speed, carrying a red tail flame and galloping away into the distance.

Han Li also controlled the blue flying boat to fly in another direction.

The most peculiar one is Liu Jing.

He didn't see any magic weapon, he just put a golden talisman on his body. The next moment, his figure turned into a golden light, and appeared in the distant horizon in a few flashes.

……

in situ.

The elder of the Li brothers originally had his eye on the fastest Gu Changqing.

But after seeing that the direction of his escape was exactly the direction where the boy was chasing Nangong Wan, he stopped and stopped paying attention.

That kid from Yellow Maple Valley is dead!

With his brother's strength, it would be easy to kill him casually!

Immediately, the old man immediately chased after a handsome monk who was in the late stage of foundation establishment of the Hidden Moon Sect.

In just a few breaths, the old man's figure appeared in front of the handsome man, and then in the man's frightened eyes, a bone knife-shaped magic weapon came towards him.

……

Just when the situation on the field was in chaos.

The small group of Ghost Spirit Sect foundation-building monks who had been deliberately avoided by Mo Yun just now flew towards the interior of Yanjia Fort under the leadership of a leader.

Under the guidance of a compass instrument.

They soon found a secret passage somewhere and followed it along.

……

(End of this chapter)