Seeking the Way of Immortality

At this time, Wen Du was in a very bad mood. After several hours of long-distance running, the sky was gradually brightening, and he would be exposed to that person's eyes.

Although he is not afraid, he is a killer, and it is his habit to act in the dark, which is when he can best display his strength. On the contrary, during the day, it will bring him a lot of unnecessary trouble and even greatly reduce his combat effectiveness.

What's more, what he didn't expect was that the man's speed was so fast. Even the escape speed he was always proud of couldn't gain the upper hand in front of that man. What was even more annoying was that the man's attack power turned out to be He was so powerful that he could control the direction of the sword when attacking from a distance, completely blocking his retreat, forcing him to give up and fight.

This shows that that person's spiritual consciousness is very powerful, and his sword intention has reached a very high level, at least in terms of spiritual consciousness, it is much stronger than him.

"What? You're not running away?" Wu Zheng asked with a smile.

It seemed that the person standing in front of him was not his enemy, but his old friend from many years ago.

"Boy, you are very confident!" Wen Di said calmly.

"Confidence? Are you not confident that you will let me go? Or that you will let me go?" Wu Zheng asked.

Wen Li was silent for a moment and said: "Boy, if you take people's money and eliminate disasters for others, it's only because of your bad luck!"

"Hmph, I won first and then it won't be too late."

"I'm sorry, I didn't learn a winning spell. I learned a killing move."

As soon as he finished speaking, a jet-black sword shot towards Wu Zheng in an instant. While flying, the sword instantly transformed into seven swords. The seven swords changed again, turning into seven or forty-nine identical jet-black swords.

Wu Zheng looked cautious. It was obvious that the man in black had a set of magic weapons and a sword formation.

As soon as the seven or forty-nine swords dispersed, Wu Zheng was surrounded in the middle, without giving Wu Zheng any time to react.

Wu Zheng connected the sword fingers in his hand, trying to swing the dark sword away with Gengjin sword energy. Once the sword formed an encirclement, even he could not get out of the trap immediately.

The Geng-Gold Sword Qi was set on the pitch-black sword, splashing sparks. Wu Zheng was secretly shocked: "The man in black's magic weapon is at least at the level of a mid-grade magic weapon, otherwise he would never be able to survive under the finger of his Geng-Gold Sword." Perfect."

Seventy-nine magic black swords were like a blooming lotus, surrounding Wu Zheng in the middle.

"Hmph, boy, enjoy the power of the Black Lotus Sword Formation!"

The voice of the man in black came faintly, and he once again hid in the darkness, controlling the Black Lotus Sword Formation with his spiritual consciousness.

The man in black was not inferior to Wu Zheng in terms of consciousness or cultivation, and he even had the extremely powerful Black Lotus Sword Formation, which really made Wu Zheng uneasy.

The rotating black sword formation is gradually shrinking. Once Wu Zheng cannot resist effectively, he will be crushed by the black lotus sword formation.

Invisible sword energy shot out as the black lotus rotated. Wu Zheng's purple aurora shield had been activated to its strongest state, but the sharp sword energy still made it hard for him to guard against it, and the purple aurora shield was already crumbling.

The aura in Wu Zheng's body instantly rose to its highest peak, and the Ziji spear was handed over to both hands, holding the gun barrel in his left hand and the gun butt in his right hand. The tip of the gun must be pointing to where the black sword was.

The tip of the spear collided with the pitch-black sword, and the sound of 'crush' could be heard endlessly.

Ziji Spear drew a circle with Wu Zheng as the center, protecting himself within the protective circle drawn by Ziji Spear. Wu Zheng's brain was spinning at high speed, looking for a way to crack it.

The top of the head, chest, and back are all within the attack range of the dark magic weapon. Only the ground under the feet is beyond the reach of the dark magic weapon.

An idea flashed in Wu Zheng's mind, and a bold idea took shape in an instant. The earthy yellow light flashed around him, firmly protecting Wu Zheng in the middle. Wu Zheng had disappeared in a flash, and there was nowhere else in the Black Lotus Sword Formation. There is trace of Wu Zheng.

An unexplained dangerous aura flashed in Wen Di's mind. Wen Di's illusory body instantly moved sideways, and a black spear appeared where he had just stood.

Missing a hit, Wu Zheng swung his spear continuously, giving Wen Di no chance to cast the spell again. Zi Ji's spear shot faster than the other, and the spear never left Wen Di's vital position, which made Wen Di panic for a while.

One chased and the other ran away. Behind the chaser, dozens of dark swords followed closely, but they could never catch up with the chaser.

A dazzling blue light flashed in front of Wu Zheng's eyes. Ziji's spear instinctively blocked it, and a handful of blue light spots spread out. Before Wu Zheng could react, the blue light spots faced him like a spiritual snake. Wu Zheng's eyes shot away. Wu Zheng's right hand moved as fast as lightning to protect his eyes, and at the same time his eyes closed instantly.

The blue light clicked on Wu Zheng's right hand, and small pits appeared on his right hand instantly, and the skin was corroded in an instant.

You must know that Wu Zheng's body can be compared to the existence of magic weapons, and the skin refining has reached its highest peak. Unexpectedly, it was corroded by this inconspicuous blue light point. It can be seen that the toxicity of this blue light point is absolutely rare in the world. .

"Hey, kid, you've been hit by my 'Rotten Bone Fluorescence', what are you going to do with me?"

"Rotted bone fluorescence?" Wu Zheng said to himself.

His left hand instantly connected to the major acupuncture points on his right hand, blocking the flow of the 'Rotten Bone Fluorescence'. At the same time, the Ice Concept was instantly used on his right hand, freezing the entire right hand directly. Without any time to think, Wu Zheng resisted the erosion caused by his right hand. Bone pain.

The 'Condensing Soul into Needle' was instantly formed within the sea of ​​consciousness. At the moment when the man in black was proud, Wu Zheng's 'Condensing Soul into Needle' was activated.

A heart-wrenching scream came from the mouth of the man in black. The "Condensed Soul into Needles" was successful. Wu Zheng did not dare to stop. The ice state in his right hand showed signs of being unsealed.

He had no time to think about it. Dozens of needle-sized colorless needles in his sea of ​​consciousness shot quickly at the screaming man in black.

All this happened in a flash. It seemed slow, but it was actually very fast. Just when the "Condensed Soul into Needles" acted on the man in black, dozens of black swords attacked Wu Zheng's back by inertia.

At this time, Wu Zheng's heart was on killing the man in black. How could he have time to care about his own safety? Suddenly, 7749 black swords merged into one sword and hit Wu Zheng's back.

The screams of the man in black had gradually weakened, but he was not dead. The black sword that was not controlled by the man in black was already shaky after hitting Wu Zheng, but just when the black sword was about to fall, the man in black's Nascent Soul suddenly escaped and directly entered the black sword that was composed of 7749 swords.

The Nascent Soul, which should have been broken by Wu Zheng's "Condensed Soul into Needles", was instantly restored to its original state, and the black light on the black sword was obviously reduced by several points.

"Hmph, kid, you are the first one who can force me to this point, and then enjoy the black lotus from hell!"

The man in black's body lay on the ground and could not move, but the black sword with his consciousness suddenly glowed brightly, and the sound of breaking through the air instantly rang in Wu Zheng's ears.

At this time, the ice state of mind could no longer control the corrosion of the ‘corrupted bone fluorescence’, and the range of corrosion had reached Wu Zheng’s right wrist. His spiritual sense was already weak due to the continuous use of ‘condensed soul into needles’. It can be said that all the trump cards Wu Zheng could rely on were now exhausted. His right hand could not be used, his spiritual sense could not be used, and the magical powers he could use were pitifully few.

He was surrounded by forty-nine brilliant swords, and the voices of the men in black came from all directions. This voice went straight into his mind and affected his spiritual sense.

His brain was dizzy for no reason. At this moment, the black lotus sword formation of the men in black suddenly accelerated, and the circling sword energy was stirring around Wu Zheng, but the black sword energy did not attack, but formed a sword net around Wu Zheng.

"Darkness blooms, shoot."

As the voice of the man in black fell, the sword energy that formed the sword net suddenly became as flexible as a spirit snake, and entangled Wu Zheng's body.

At the critical moment, Wu Zheng's sword intent, ice state of mind, and domineering aura suddenly merged together, and the purple aurora shield around him instantly transformed into a three-color light shield, blocking all the sword energy shot out by the black lotus.

Wu Zheng's nose pill swords shot out from his nostrils, which was equivalent to his full-strength nose pill sword attack. Forty-nine of them were shot out at once, which was equivalent to the total amount of nose pill swords he had accumulated during this period, and they were all consumed at once.