Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 808
It seems like a long time in the past, and it seems like a moment in the past.

The gray-robed old man was still standing in the big formation, suddenly opened his eyes, pondered for a while, and was not surprised.

Just now, he was killed once.

Generally speaking, in the Golden Immortal Realm, if life and death are to be determined, it will always take a long time.

This sudden method of being killed really shocked him a little.

Fortunately, he also has extraordinary means, as long as his original strength is not exhausted.

Then, no matter how many times you get killed, you can start all over again.

It's just a pity that the part where he was killed was erased from the past.

Therefore, he didn't know what happened just now, otherwise he could see what the other party was up to.

On King Wen's side, seeing the gray-robed old man appearing intact in front of him, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and immediately showed a thoughtful expression.

He could clearly perceive the scene just now. At that moment, it seemed that what he killed was just a... shadow, but it was somewhat specious.

But it's not a big problem, no matter what kind of treasure or secret method it has, it will eventually consume some.

Anyway, if he can kill the opponent once, he can also kill him a second time, even if he kills him, he can kill him.

It's just that the secret method he prepared consumes a lot of vitality.

Just that one beheading just now consumed nearly [-]% of his original energy, and now he can perform it two or three times at most.

But besides that, he had to consider another issue.

At least half of the reason why he acted so smoothly just now was because he had been prepared.

If this method is used again, the opponent is already prepared, but it will cost more capital.

Fortunately, because he had calculated his body last time, he already roughly knew some of the opponent's evasion methods.

Just do some more deduction, even if it can't be completely broken, it can reduce some obstacles.

It can also be seen from this that there is no perfect treasure in the world, and there is never a perfect thing.

Having already made a decision, King Wen planned to wait for Ben Yuan to recover a little bit before mobilizing.

After all, there are some risks involved. Once the other party realizes what his real means are and makes them prepared, it will be even more difficult.

In addition, he did this to leave a leeway in case of accidents and to guard against the other party's means.

After all, it is impossible for him to attack only on his side, while the other side just foolishly waits for him to attack.

This time, he didn't stick to the big formation here, but gave up the formation and retreated to the big formation behind.

This can be regarded as retreating to advance, and the purpose is to accumulate strength so that it will be easier to attack better next time.

This is like closing a fist, gaining momentum, and then waiting for the net to strike hard.

The gray-robed old man suddenly noticed that the other party's aura had disappeared from the formation, and he understood why in a flash.

Just now he was beheaded instantly by the other party, which is certainly very horrifying.

But when one thinks about it, one can tell that such an ultimate move can't be without cost, and there must be some loss.

He didn't rush to catch up immediately, but recovered some primitives, urged the ancient mirror, and left a way out here.

At the same time, it also has a guiding function, which is to guide several other comrades. This matter suddenly came to his mind not long ago.

Although it was a bit abrupt, he still respected it instinctively.

After doing all this, he just went forward.

At this time, King Wen had sensed that the formation had been completely broken, but he was unmoved, and just waited silently in the second formation.

At this time, a voice sounded beside his ear, saying: "Senior, do you need my help?"

King Wen smiled and said, "No problem, it's still manageable."

The owner of the voice saw that his attitude was calm, obviously he still had something to do, so he held it down for the time being.

However, it is still prepared in secret.

In case the situation changes, it is better to help in time.

At this moment, the old man in gray robe also stepped into the second formation.

He found that it was exactly the same as the previous big formation, and he, who already knew the number of this formation, kept chanting mantras in his mouth, chasing after the opponent's aura.

King Wen was firmly on the defensive, retreating while recovering his origin, and at the same time kept his mind, not to let the mantra invade the dharma body.

As for the large formation, he allowed it to move freely and did not stop it.

Soon, he gave up this formation and moved to the third formation.

The old man in gray robe noticed that King Wen retreated very leisurely, and guessed that he must have some calculations.

But he didn't care, after tidying up the air machine, he continued to step on for a while.

In the third battle, King Wen didn't always stick to the defensive, and would make some counterattacks from time to time, so as to gain more time to recover his original strength.

The gray-robed old man also noticed this change, but to him, it was just a slight delay.

The result is that nothing will change, so continue to open the way with mantras.

After another period of time, the formation was broken.

Next, the gray-robed old man advanced step by step, while King Wen retreated slowly.

However, when they got to the eighth big formation, they stopped.

At this moment, he has recovered his original strength to perfection, and there is no need to go on the defensive anymore.

When he focused his eyes on the figure of the gray-robed old man, with his mind together, he deduced where his body was, and felt a resistance almost instantly.

Because this is the second time, he has corrected some mistakes and omissions from the previous time, so now he will be able to do it to the extreme.

The moment he sensed this resistance, he activated the secret method.

Suddenly, there was a bang.

Under this immense power, that layer of resistance shattered like a thin wall.

In an instant, he killed the opponent right where he was.

As a golden light spread out, it was cut and exploded immediately!
The gray-robed old man was in a trance, at a loss as to where he was going. Only when he came back to his senses did he realize that he had been beheaded again.

Surprised at the same time, vigilance deepened.

The opponent was able to kill him twice in such a short period of time, and he immediately retreated without hesitation.

But at this time, it was already too late.

At this time, he only felt in a trance for a while, and suddenly saw a flash of spiritual light, and a stream of clear light diffused.

King Wen completely sacrificed this secret method.

This method can make the operation and casting of the master extremely smooth, and at the same time, the recovery of the original element will also be improved a lot.

What's even more mysterious is that the longer this method is used, the greater the master's profit will be, and the advantage will be tilted to the master in the dark.

This method can explain its magical effect in just one sentence.

The strong get stronger, and the weak get weaker.

So after this Fafu was sacrificed, it reversed the passive situation all at once.

Whether to advance or retreat, it is all under his control at this moment, and he is no longer restrained by the enemy.

The gray-robed old man stood in the formation, his whole body radiating light, chanting scriptures in his mouth, thinking of a book page, which faintly glowed, but it was used to resist the ubiquitous pressure from outside.

Now he has no way to retreat, under this boundless pressure, he is already trapped here.

Next, he will either defeat the opponent in front of him, or find a way to withdraw.

If neither of them work, then we can only hope that a few other comrades can come to the rescue.

Thinking of this, he also felt a little helpless.

He is just the dharma body remaining in his body, originally to disturb the human way in this world, he didn't expect that the other party's methods were unexpectedly clever, and he was blocked here. If he was here, he would not have such a predicament.

In fact, at this point, he himself is already in danger.

Next, I can only self-report first, and then see if there is a chance to retreat.

Seeing that the opponent was already trapped, King Wen thought up a series of sword lights out of nowhere, chopping back and forth, and everything was as he wished.

Because the old man in gray robe was disturbed by the secret method, compared with just now, he became much duller.

Facing the slashing sword light, he always had to slow down a beat, so he had to allocate part of his strength to resist the power of the secret method.

After a while, King Wen saw that the opponent's vitality did not drop at all, and he realized that the two beheadings were far from the limit that this generation could bear.

He smiled lightly, that is, its original essence is really endless, and it cannot be killed, so it can also achieve the purpose of delaying.

The key point this time is not with him.

After a while, the gray-robed old man found it increasingly difficult to deal with the secret technique.

I suddenly knew that this was over time, and the advantage had begun to tilt to the other side.

Staying in place at this moment is not only bad for oneself, but also unable to cause much damage to the opponent.

So he started to retreat, and at the same time, he had thoughts in his heart, calculating the way out of the predicament.

It's just that every time a way out is calculated, there will be a sword light killing him.

But in the midst of the entanglement between the two sides.

In Fengshen Realm, in a palace shrouded in clear clouds and clouds, a golden furnace was placed in front of an old Taoist. It suddenly shook, smoke gushed out, and colorful lights flew out.

In the end, it condensed into a group of iridescent colors, extremely bright.

The old Taoist reached out and took it, feeling a little sluggish, unconsciously showing joy, said: "It's done."

He took it over and over again and looked at it several times, until he confirmed that there were no flaws in it, and then said: "I have waited so long for nothing."

Opposite him, Zhou Fan said: "Fellow Taoist, you might as well go and arrange it first, and follow me after I sacrifice the magic weapon."

There were two openings in the golden furnace, but on his side, the sacrifice had not yet been completed.

The old Taoist joked, and said: "The poor Taoist will take the first step."

He changed his mind, and in an instant, he was already in an airspace.

There are countless large formations flickering here, arranged neatly among each other.

The endless formation here has already been arranged, and now there is a treasure of suppression.

He tossed the rosy cloud out, and immediately, he had the energy to move all formations.

Each of the large formations here was originally independent of each other, but once the clouds fell, they connected with each other, but they were combined into a whole.

With another urge of his strength, the formation immediately turned, and at the same time bursts of invisible mighty power were generated, shaking the void.

At this moment, the arrangement between him and the deity is considered complete.

He glanced outside and saw that King Wen could handle it there, but he couldn't help much if he went up.

With this, he arranged a large formation again to prepare for the upcoming battle.

In that inexplicable space, there were countless sword lights flying around King Wen's body, constantly cutting into the gray-robed old man's body.

But after such a while, he already faintly felt the way to retreat.

King Wen didn't care about it. At this time, he had beheaded him sixteen times in total of the previous two times.

But every time he kills him, the other party can return it immediately.

And the essence is perfect, without any damage.

But he didn't stop because of this. As he killed this person over and over again, the advantage of his secret method has become bigger and bigger, and it is increasing at an unimaginable speed.

On the gray-robed old man's side, at a certain moment, his eyes suddenly opened slightly, but he finally found the way in the formation.

At the moment, without any hesitation, I fled along that place together.

In an instant, he fell into a large formation somewhere.

But here, the moment he first appeared, countless sword lights appeared, entering into his Dharma body, and constantly grinding away his essence.

It was different from what he felt at the beginning of the fight, the sword light at this time was far more fierce and difficult than that at that time.

He could feel that in the non-stop confrontation, the opponent's advantage was getting bigger and bigger, and at the same time, the secret method was consuming his essence every moment.

Although it's only a little bit, it won't affect him too much.

But he is fighting against a peer, as long as there is a slight dissonance, it may cause a huge deviation.

At this moment, the gray-robed old man has been completely trapped here. He has escaped several times, but every time he calculates the path, there will always be some inexplicable changes.

At this point, he already knew that the opponent's secret technique completely tilted the advantage to him.

This caused his calculations to always be biased and difficult to achieve.

At this moment, he suddenly felt something, his eyes lit up, his face suddenly relaxed a little, he raised his head, and said aloud: "Fellow Daoist, you and I have been fighting for so long, but you can't kill me. Why don't you stop and listen to me?"

King Wen's eyes were cold, he ignored him, and in an instant, he beheaded him again!
Just a moment later, the old man in gray robe came back to life again. He shook his head and said, "It seems that we need someone else to talk to Fellow Daoist."

King Wen's expression moved slightly, he didn't make another move, but looked out.

Outside the big formation, a middle-aged man in green robes appeared at this moment, his sleeves were like clouds, fluttering, his face was handsome, his eyes were as warm as jade, and there was always a faint smile on his lips. Smile, it is very kind.

The middle-aged man in the green robe slapped King Wen and said, "Fellow Daoist, don't come here without any problems."

King Wen didn't say a word, he could feel that there was no breath on this person.

What is standing there at this moment should be a ray of his figure, not the clone or the arrival of the dharma body.

King Wen pondered in his heart. He felt that it would be better to talk to this person first. If he could delay for a while, he could make more arrangements.

Thinking of this, his whole body moved, and an avatar appeared. When he got out of the formation, he had to salute and said, "Long time no see, Baidu."

The middle-aged man in green robe smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, you are too persistent."

"My generation has transcended all existences, and has no causal connection with the present world where I was originally, so why bother to ruin the Tao and deeds for this.

If fellow Taoists are willing to retreat, I can make the decision now, and from now on, I will no longer have any thoughts about this life. "

Hearing this, King Wen's gaze darkened a bit, and he said: "Your Excellency should have expected the situation, and should know my thoughts, why do you still say such useless words?"

(End of this chapter)