"I'm a little curious, what's your plan for hiding in this forbidden area?
If you're willing to tell me, maybe I can give you a break. "Gu Qingxi took the four spiritual pets and walked towards the old man.
Yafeng's figure flashed and returned to the sword body.
Although after being promoted to the Immortal Sword, the sword spirit is no longer constrained by the sword body and can release the power of the sword alone, but it is a spirit body after all, and its defense is much worse. It is safer to stay in the sword body.
This is the same as the Yuanshen in the Mahayana realm. It is said that the Yuanshen can travel thousands of miles out of the body and hurt people thousands of miles away, but no one dares to do that unless absolutely necessary.
The reason is very simple. If the soul is destroyed, no matter how high the cultivation level is, it is just a walking corpse.
“Don’t think that you can kill me with just a few spiritual pets and a fairy sword.
Don’t forget, I am still a strong man in the Mahayana realm after all! "The old man said through gritted teeth.
The words were spoken forcefully, but when they fell into the ears of Xiao Fangqing and others, no matter how they heard them, they sounded a bit sinister and sinister.
This is not surprising. A strong man in the Mahayana realm was slashed to the ground by a combined Dzogchen and was covered in bruises. Blood is still dripping from his body. It would be strange if he could really get angry.
After the old man finished speaking, he quickly shot out a series of spells.
His body was burning with an invisible flame.
This flame is different from the phoenix divine fire, different from the red flame demonic fire, and different from the elixir fire or weapon fire. It is full of vitality, but at the same time it contains a kind of heavy death energy, which feels extremely strange.
"Return to Heaven!" Xiao Fangqing, Du Jiuling and others exclaimed at the same time.
The Hui Tian Technique is not some extraordinary magical magic, but one of the most common magic techniques in the world of cultivation.
By burning longevity energy, you can quickly restore your spiritual power, heal injuries, and greatly improve your body's defense.
This kind of technique sounds quite practical. After all, as long as you are a monk, you must experience life and death.
When it comes to life and death, as long as you can quickly recover your spiritual power, heal your injuries and save your life, what does it matter if you sacrifice a little life span?
But in fact this is not the case. The lifespan sacrificed by using the Heaven Returning Technique is not that simple.
Take the old man in front of him as an example. With his cultivation level being suppressed to the perfection of transcending the tribulation, every quarter of an hour of using the Heaven Returning Technique would require burning thousands of years of his lifespan.
If the cultivation level is low, the corresponding consumption will be smaller, but it will still last for tens or hundreds of years.
For those monks with low cultivation level, if they use the Heaven-Returning Technique rashly, they may die before their injuries recover.
Therefore, in Tianyuan Continent, no one is willing to use the Heaven Returning Technique unless they are forced into desperation.
And now, this is obviously the case for the old man.
Although there was obviously a sworn hatred, Xiao Fangqing and others couldn't help but feel a little pity when they looked at the face that was covered with runes and already covered with wrinkles.
This is a Mahayana, a Mahayana, and it is actually forced by a combined Dzogchen to the point where it has to rely on the art of returning to heaven to save its life. Maybe no one would dare to believe it.
Of course, then again, Gu Qingxi is proficient in sword skills, pills, symbols, tools, and formations. She actually has four spiritual pets and an immortal sword. Who dares to believe that she is just a perfect combination?
This is obviously pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, bullying others.
"I want to see how long your soul-binding technique can last?" As the flames burned, the bloody wounds on the old man's body healed at an alarming speed, and a ferocious sneer appeared on his face again.
Only then did Xiao Fangqing and others realize that they were happy too early.
Don't worry, Gu Qingxi temporarily gained the upper hand and bullied the other party to death, but the prerequisite was that the other party's cultivation level was always suppressed in the realm of overcoming tribulation.
Once the spirit-binding formation fails, they will still be unable to escape death.
Gu Qingxi also frowned slightly: her spirit binding formation could still last for more than an hour, but the opponent did not hesitate to sacrifice his lifespan to heal his injuries and save his life, and his defense was also greatly improved.
It would be very, very difficult to injure his life or cripple his cultivation in just over an hour.
"I also want to see how long you can hold on." At this moment, an old man who was as fat as a ball walked over slowly with his hands behind his back.
"Uncle Qingshi!" Du Jiuling and others shouted happily.
The old man looked at the fat old man in confusion, and then at Du Jiuling and others: He is just a Nascent Soul cultivator, but he doesn't know what these people are so happy about?
Could it be that there is someone to keep company on the road to happiness and hell, making the walk less lonely?
"Uncle Qingshi, many powerful men from the Pianyun Sect died at the hands of this man. Kill him quickly to avenge the hatred of our predecessors." Before he could understand, Xiao Fangqing and others shouted again.
What, what are you talking about? With his cultivation in the early stage of Nascent Soul, you actually expect him to take revenge?
The old man looked at Xiao Fangqing and others as if they were idiots, and suddenly felt like laughing again.
Although his cultivation level has not been restored, with the blessing of Huitian Technique, even the strong men in the early stage of Mahayana would be hard-pressed to hurt him, let alone a mere Nascent Soul stage. Wouldn't these people be frightened out of their wits?
But this time, he had no chance to laugh.
"Sure enough, it's you." Just as Xiao Fangqing and others shouted, the fat old man appeared in front of him and punched out.
Such a fast speed. How could a person in the early stage of Nascent Soul be so fast? The old man was taken aback and instinctively turned sideways to hide.
But as soon as his body moved, the punch hit him hard in the stomach.
The old man's face instantly twisted and he bent down like a shrimp. Big beads of sweat rolled down like rain, and a cloud of white air rose above his head.
Pain, so this is called pain!
This punch almost smashed his internal organs to pieces, and even his soul was blown to pieces. He flew to the Tianling Cap with a whoosh, just shy of leaving his body.
Who said he was in the early stage of Nascent Soul? Even a strong man in the Mahayana realm would not be so ruthless in his attacks.
"Xu, the body of a virtual spirit, you are actually a body of a virtual spirit!" The old man looked at Qing Xuzi and spat out a sentence through his teeth.
Mahayana is Mahayana, so he could easily guess Qing Xuzi's peculiar physique.
In fact, except for the ethereal body, it is impossible for anyone with the cultivation level of Nascent Soul to injure a Mahayana strongman, and even severely injure him.
There was an unconcealable look of fear in his eyes: He was scared, he was really scared.
The girl just now was difficult enough, and coupled with this ethereal body, which was not Mahayana but was better than Mahayana, unless he recovered his cultivation level immediately, he would not be able to resist at all.
Subconsciously, he thought of escaping, but it was too late.
Qing Xuzi hit the target with one punch without any pause, and the second punch came out immediately.
"Bang!" The old man huddled up and fell to the ground.
Still without any pause, Qing Xuzi jumped up and down, punching and kicking the old man like a storm.
This great uncle of the Qing Master is so cruel!
