Chapter 179: Refining the Heart in the Fallen Fairyland
As for Zhang Qianmo and Song Hesong.
One is in the late stage of foundation building, and the other is in the middle stage of golden elixir.
Although Zhang Qianmo's realm is lower, the skills he practices are much more sophisticated than Song Hesong's.
Moreover, the magic weapon in his hand is far superior to the opponent's.
So for a while, the two of them were evenly matched.
And as Li Fan was gradually gaining the upper hand.
The situation seems to be developing in a direction that is favorable to the two people from Zixiao Sect.
"Brother Song, the situation seems a little bad!"
One of the people who were besieging Li Fan shouted loudly.
"Fellow Daoist Song, don't hesitate, activate the formation immediately!"
Chu Liang also shouted.
A flash of hesitation crossed Song Hesong's face.
Then a hint of ferocity appeared.
His figure retreated suddenly, and the blood-red sword turned into a big bell, covering Zhang Qianmo.
There was a look of madness in his eyes, and he clapped his hands towards Ningyuan City below.
In Ningyuan City, there were sudden cries and screams from mortals.
Li Fan saw countless bloody evil spirits that were almost substantial rising into the sky and coming to Song Hesong's side.
In the bloody light, there were human faces twisted in pain.
Song Hesong grabbed the blood and poured it into the blood-colored bell.
Countless faces wailed and rushed towards Zhang Qianmo.
Zhang Qianmo's expression changed, and he tried to block it with purple air protecting his body.
But it's useless.
A series of bloody faces rushed into Zhang Qianmo's mind. He suddenly stood there in a daze, with his facial expression changing constantly.
Sometimes he looked in pain, sometimes he showed a weird smile.
Seeing that Zhang Qianmo was temporarily trapped, Song Hesong looked towards Li Fan.
Li Fan thought to himself that this was not good.
But at this moment, Chu Liang and the other two intensified their offensive with all their might, trying to hold Li Fan back and prevent him from escaping.
Song Hesong arrived in an instant.
One is in the middle stage of Jindan, and three are in the late stage of foundation building.
Under the joint attack, Li Fan only held on for a moment before he was seriously injured.
"It seems that the first exploration journey of this Fallen Fairyland is coming to an end here."
As his injuries became more serious, his consciousness became blurred.
There seemed to be hallucinations in my ears.
Unreal whispers, rustling, sometimes rapid, sometimes slow.
Like wailing, like roaring.
But the specific content cannot be distinguished.
Soon after, Li Fan could no longer hold on.
Song Hesong slapped Li Fan on the head with his huge bloody palm.
"Bang!"
Li Fan's head exploded like a watermelon.
His body was destroyed. According to common sense, Li Fan should have returned to the real world at this time.
but……
He fell into a strange state.
The remaining spiritual core was like a black hole, slowly devouring Li Chen's body.
There is no remaining memory of Li Chen.
It was just a pure spiritual energy that was gradually absorbed by Li Fan.
The noise in my ears became increasingly noisy.
The tiny whisper turned into an unspeakable roar.
Anger, fear, sadness and other negative emotions suddenly came like a tsunami.
Vowed to devour Li Fan.
But Li Fan's mind was as firm as a reef on the seashore.
Because what drove all of this was Li Fan's unremitting hard practice since the moment he stepped into the path of immortality.
Xuan Huang Refining Heart Mantra.
After entering the Falling Fairyland, the Heart Refining Mantra remained dormant and had no special effects.
But just after the body Li Chen was killed.
It just started to run wildly and spontaneously.
Like a giant millstone, it crushed the power that made up Li Chen of the Zixiao Sect.
It turned into the most refined supply, nourishing Li Fan's mind.
Although Li Chen died, Li Fan's consciousness was slowly growing stronger.
A brand new spiritual incarnation belonging to Li Fan himself.
It was brewing under Li Chen's headless body.
Li Fan was calm and composed, without any wavering in his heart.
Watch coldly as the "plot" around you continues to develop.
Song Hesong took the storage ring from Li Fan's hand, and then let the corpse fall from the sky.
Then he turned and looked at Zhang Qianmo who was trapped in the blood-red bell.
"This person's will is surprisingly strong. He can hold on for so long under the [Spirit Refining Formation of All Living Beings] that involves the blood sacrifice of tens of thousands of people." Song Hesong exclaimed.
"Unfortunately, the more extraordinary you are, the more you must die today!"
Song Hesong clapped his hands a few more times towards Ningyuan City below.
The bloody light made up of countless human faces once again rushed towards Zhang Qianmo.
His face suddenly became more ferocious and terrifying.
There were several huge tumors on the forehead, moving around as if they had life.
"puff!"
A tumor exploded, and a big hole suddenly exploded in Zhang Qianmo's head.
Then it was like a chain reaction.
The tumors on Zhang Qianmo's head exploded one after another.
Half of the head disappeared.
At this moment, the aura of Zhang Qianmo was like a candle in the wind, which could disappear at any time.
But there was some unknown power in his body that helped him stay alive.
Even though only half of its head was left, it was still tenaciously alive.
"What's going on?" Chu Liang cried out.
"It seems that this kid has a big secret." Song Hesong's face was gloomy.
He looked at Zhang Qianmo and said viciously: "Even so, you are trapped in a jar now. I don't believe you can still turn the tables!"
Red light emanated from the blood-red bell and pierced through Zhang Qianmo's body.
The red light was like a knife, flashing and crisscrossing.
In an instant, Zhang Qianmo was cut into countless pieces of meat.
"It's like this, I don't believe you can still survive!" Song Hesong snorted coldly.
Chu Liang and others also breathed a sigh of relief.
But before long, their faces began to turn pale.
because……
They discovered that Zhang Qianmo's aura still hadn't disappeared!
"What the hell! What kind of magic is he practicing?"
Song Hesong finally showed a look of horror.
"Fire! Use fire!" Chu Liang shouted at this time.
Song Hesong made a hand gesture and a ball of red fire appeared under the pile of minced meat.
Under the scorching heat, flesh and blood turned into ashes.
But within this flame, there is always one thing.
No matter how strong the flames are, they cannot destroy it.
It was a purple golden pill.
"Golden elixir? Isn't he in the foundation-building stage? How could a golden elixir be generated in his body?" This scene was obviously beyond the cognition of Song Hesong and others, and they all changed color.
In fear, Song Hesong used all his magic to attack the purple golden pill.
But no matter what, this golden elixir cannot be shaken at all.
It is also impossible to put it into the storage ring.
Because the aura belonging to Zhang Qianmo is still hovering above it.
In fact, it is becoming more and more prosperous.
"So, you, the casual practitioners of side sects, have no orthodoxy and don't study the classics."
"Even if you learn some new method, it's just an empty realm."
"How can you be compared with the Xuanmen orthodox sect like us?"
Zhang Qianmo's cold voice came from the golden elixir.
The golden elixir suddenly shone brightly.
Push the fire back.
A body slowly took shape from the light.
The light converged and turned into clothes.
"I said I would kill you today!"
Zhang Qianmo looked at Song Hesong and said coldly.
Song Hesong began to tremble all over.
He slapped the ground continuously, and amid the screams of countless mortals, streaks of blood formed into substantial ribbons and rushed towards Zhang Qianmo.
However, Song Hesong himself did not care about the trembling Chu Liang and others, and turned into a bloody light and fled away.
Zhang Qianmo took a step forward and turned into purple lightning, arriving first.
Came before the blood.
Song Hesong didn't expect him to be so fast. He had no time to dodge and ran into him head-on.
"boom!"
Amid the violent collision, Song Hesong seemed to lose control of himself.
Zhang Qianmo stretched out his right hand, grabbed Song Hesong's neck and lifted him up.
"Rebel, die!"
Zhang Qianmo pronounced the verdict.
A purple lightning fell from the sky.
It hit Zhang Qianmo hard.
He was unharmed in the lightning, but Song Hesong, who was in his grasp, let out a scream.
He then died.
Zhang Qianmo looked at Chu Liang and others who were fleeing in three directions in the distance.
Sneered.
Just tap your fingers.
Three purple thunders fell in response.
The breath disappeared and three black dots fell from the sky.
Zhang Qianmo ignored them.
“I was forced to this extent…”
"New Law..."
He looked thoughtful.
Then, as if he had sensed something, he flew to the ground.
There, was the body that originally belonged to fellow apprentice brother Li Chen.
It has melted like a candle.
Zhang Qianmo discovered that beneath the remaining layer of skin was another completely stranger.
Waking up.
(End of this chapter)
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