I Try To Become An Immortal Through Mortal Science

In the high sky, Luo Hong and the huge ancient demon kept fighting, sometimes the sky was filled with black flames, and sometimes the sky was filled with radiance.

Wei Wuya, who was looking down, was dumbfounded, and was secretly surprised by the depth of Luo Hong's mana.

"Huh? Isn't this President Wei? What happened here? Where did these two monsters come from?"

An indifferent voice came from a distance, and a group of green-robed monks in the sky fled hundreds of feet away in a few breaths.

Wei Wuya turned his head to look, his face immediately filled with joy, the person who came was Dongmentu, the great elder of Yulingzong, and three early Yuanying monks under his command.

"That's right, the old man is also asking the same question, please ask League Leader Wei to clarify."

At this time, another group of monks all wearing black robes flew from another direction, and the leader was the elder surnamed Zhong from the Ghost Spirit Sect.

After he discovered that the spirit candle fruit had been climbed first, he sent out his disciples to search for traces of the monk who did it.

As a result, they were hit by a huge air wave, and the disciples under the sect suffered heavy losses, and he even suffered some injuries.

After suffering such a big loss, the Supreme Elder of Ghost Spirit Sect was even more unwilling to return empty-handed, so he hurriedly led the surviving disciples to this place.

"It's a long story. You all join hands with Wei to kill these two monsters first, and then let Wei explain the whole story!"

As soon as Wei Wuya saw that reinforcements had arrived and his own injuries had stabilized, he felt that the time had come and he wanted to concentrate on killing the four-armed ancient demon on Han Li's side first.

After all, the three old men surnamed Cheng are currently in dire straits, and Han Li is preparing for the Great Geng Sword Formation, so he can't take care of them.

"Wait a minute, if I'm not mistaken, it's Daoist Luo and Fellow Daoist Han who are fighting the demon!"

Dongmentu narrowed his eyes and sneered.

"Exactly, thanks to the help of these two fellow daoists, otherwise Wei might not be able to talk to you at this moment."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Wei Wuya sensed something was wrong, his face darkened and he said:

"What is the meaning of this, Fellow Daoist Dongmen, is it possible that you still pay attention to personal grievances at this time?

These two monsters have a lot of background and are extremely powerful. If I don't wait to kill them together, I'm afraid you and I won't be able to get out of the valley alive today! "

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Luo and the others are fighting fiercely with the demons, the situation has never been as precarious as Alliance Leader Wei said.

Besides, Fellow Daoist Luo's Zixiao Shenlei has not yet been sacrificed, so why should I, Dongmentu, worry about him. "

As soon as the words fell, Dongmentu felt that most of the humiliation he had suffered when he entered the valley dissipated, and then he turned his head to the old man surnamed Zhong and said:

"Elder Zhong, I remember that the two masters of the noble family, the Wangmen, acted together with the leader Wei, and now I don't see him. Shouldn't you find out about this first?"

The old man surnamed Zhong didn't know that it was Luo Hong and the others who picked the Lingzhu fruit, and they hadn't had any grudges with them before. In addition, Wei Wuya, a great monk in the late Yuanying period, was willing to take the lead, so he was already ready to make a move.

But being reminded by Dongmentu, he immediately hesitated.

There are only three Nascent Soul monks in the Ghost Spirit Sect. If something happens to the two of the Wang family, it will be difficult for the sect in the future.

"Dongmentu, you!"

Wei Wuya's eyes widened, he was half-dead from anger.

The reinforcements who had finally waited for it did not expect that they were here to hold back their legs. Just as they were about to get angry, they heard the sound of magic coming.

"Jie Jie, even after tens of thousands of years, the monks of the human race are still the same, and they can't be united at any time. Bring your Nascent Soul!"

Because the huge ancient demon couldn't attack Luo Hong for a long time, his essence continued to lose money, and his aura was no longer as strong as before.

The moment he saw several Nascent Soul cultivators coming here, he fought Luo Hong fiercely, and then quickly fled towards Dongmentu and the others, intending to swallow a few Nascent Souls first to make up for his essence. loss.

Luo Hong was delighted to have a moment of respite, and hastily took out the elixir gifted by Old Demon Han and swallowed it to restore the lost mana.

Seeing that the huge ancient demon changed its target and came towards them, Wei Wuya couldn't help but his face changed drastically, and he repeatedly pinched the magic formula with both hands, making the poisonous cloud around him thicker by three points.

At the same time, he opened his mouth and spat out a black and white flying sword.

This sword is the most precious treasure inherited from his Huayi Sect - the Yin-Yang Ruyi Sword, and when it is unsheathed, circles of black and white precious light rippling out.

However, the huge ancient demon didn't come at him this time. After throwing two balls of black magic flames and blasting them into the green cloud, purple magic light flashed all over his body. The robed monk approached.

The man was shocked, and quickly sacrificed his most powerful magic weapon for protection.

Immediately, a huge bone armor shield flew out, turning into a layer of pale light curtain and wrapping him in it.

Seeing that the magic weapon took effect in time, the green-robed monk suddenly felt relieved.

When he looked up again, he couldn't see the terrifying face of the huge ancient demon.

The green-robed monk couldn't help being stunned for a moment, before he understood what was going on, a sharp sound of breaking through the air came from above his head.

There was a flash of black light, and the black knife slashed down like lightning. On the dull face of the green-robed monk, the pale mask and his body were split in half.

The whole process was extremely smooth, and the green-robed monk's extremely confident self-protection methods were like paper in front of the black blade, unable to hinder the black blade in the slightest.

The body of the green-robed monk was divided into two, and black magic flames rose the next moment, and were burned to ashes in an instant.

Only his Nascent Soul was left, and he stayed there blankly, as if he still didn't believe that his physical body had been destroyed.

However, he couldn't change the ending without hesitation. After the black magic flame burned his body, it immediately turned into a black light, condensed into a big net, and instantly covered his Nascent Soul within it.

At this time, Yuan Ying showed a frightened expression as if he had just woken up from a dream, and hurriedly made a formula with both hands, trying to use Yuan Ying's teleportation supernatural power to escape.

Unfortunately, after the green light flashed, Nascent Soul still appeared within the black fire net.

Immediately, the black fire net suddenly contracted and tightened, wrapping the Nascent Soul into a ball of fire, and flew straight towards the giant ancient demon's mouth.

After swallowing the fireball, the huge ancient demon showed a look of disgust on his face, and turned his gaze to Dongmentu and the old man surnamed Zhong.

Obviously, the inferior Nascent Soul cultivator like the Five Elements Spirit Infant cannot satisfy the appetite of this demon.

After meeting the pair of silver magic eyes of the huge ancient demon, Dongmentu immediately felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. Without thinking about it, he withdrew and retreated violently, and sacrificed his proud magic weapon and spirit beast at the same time.

The old man surnamed Zhong is also a big risk of dead souls. From letting go of the words to eating the Nascent Soul, the demon only has two or three breaths.

The Nascent Soul cultivator, who is all-powerful in the outside world, is as powerless as a child in front of this demon, and it is unimaginable to be killed and devoured by him at will.

Fortunately, he was not as "fat" as Dongmen Tu, and joined forces with Wei Wuya without being intercepted.

High in the sky, Luo Hong watched coldly the huge ancient demon below who pushed Dongmentu into danger repeatedly, and couldn't help but snorted coldly:

"Luo needs your help? It's ridiculous!"