Immortality Martial Arts: Starting from the Sword Drawing Technique

"Senior Sheng is worthy of being a Martial Ancestor cultivator. He has been promoted to the second level of Martial Saint so quickly!"

Lin Bei looked at the purple thunder and lightning flashing on the white core and couldn't help but sigh.

Returning to the realm of Martial Ancestor is a process of rebuilding for Sheng Yanling.

Unlike Qianyuan Tianzun, Sheng Yanling had already prepared for this. She had only slept for a thousand years, and most of the training resources in the storage space could still be used.

When her people left, they also left some rare resources behind, which were taken over by Sheng Yanling after she woke up.

Therefore, she did not need to worry about training resources before she was promoted to Martial Ancestor.

Unlike the Immortal Heavenly Lord, who needs to kill everywhere, destroy one force after another, and plunder the resources to restore his cultivation.

It's not like Qianyuan Tianzun, who was enslaved by Lin Bei and was severely limited in terms of resources. He could only rely on limited resources to restore his cultivation, and the speed was naturally slow.

So much so that he is still suppressed by Lin Bei!

"It's time for me to continue practicing."

Lin Bei left the control room and returned to his training room.

Originally, he planned to check on Sheng Yanling's cultivation progress, but now it was no longer necessary.

"Killing so many peak masters, I don't know if it will attract martial saints."

Although his strength has greatly increased now, he is no longer afraid of the Martial Saint.

But there are four martial saints in Dafeng. If the four great martial saints gather together, it would be difficult for him alone to resist them.

He prayed secretly, hoping that the Great Fengwu Sheng would not take action.

Of course, he knew that the probability of Wu Sheng taking action would not be low.

After all, the eight peak masters gathered together, but not only failed to capture Dongtian, but suffered heavy casualties.

This fully shows that there is at least a martial saint-level danger in the cave.

Danger and opportunity have always coexisted. Since there is danger at the Martial Saint level, naturally there are also opportunities at the Martial Saint level!

The great martial saints will surely be very interested.

The defeat of the pinnacle grandmaster was enough to bring about the death of the Martial Saint himself!

Lin Bei still couldn't relax and must try his best to improve his strength to face the possible arrival of the Martial Saint.

"At that time, if you can't beat me, then run away. With my physical strength, even if I am attacked by the Martial Saint, I will definitely be able to fight my way out!"

Lin Bei had no blind confidence, nor did he intend to live or die with Sheng Yanling.

But he will do his best and will only choose to save himself when there is no way he can save himself.

"Four Martial Saints."

Lin Bei felt unprecedented pressure.

But he did not collapse under the pressure. Instead, he turned the pressure into motivation and practiced hard.

There is still a jar of gold liquid wine, which is enough for five servings, but its effect on him has been greatly weakened now.

He does not plan to continue taking it at the moment, but is saving it for when he attacks the Martial Saint, and takes two or three servings directly to attack the level!

"Yun Shen Nectar!"

Lin Bei turned his hand, and several exquisite jade bottles appeared in his palm. Even though the mouth of the bottle was sealed with a secret method, there were still traces of sweet smell coming out.

Obviously, these jade bottles contain Yun Shen Shen Nectar.

After breaking through the colorful tiger bee swarm, Yun Shen Shen Nectar was divided up, and most of it fell into the hands of several peak masters.

After Lin Bei killed these peak masters, these Yun Shen Nectar fell into his pocket.

In addition, there are some relatively precious cultivation resources, great medicinal treasures, mines, and spiritual stones, etc., and the income can be said to be huge.

"The nectar of the gods can nourish the soul, which is beneficial to the promotion of the Martial Saint. After the soul is strong, it will be easier for me to control the flying sword."

Lin Bei started taking it directly.

He has not practiced pure soul skills, so the effect is far inferior to gold liquid wine.

Even so, after taking Yun Shen Shen Nectar, he still felt that his soul was more powerful and the gain was not small.

"Now that my physical body has reached the level of a Martial Saint, my spiritual soul is my weak point. Now I have this spiritual honey to fill in the shortcomings!"

While Lin Bei was taking Yun Shen Shen Nectar, he began to refine the Golden Thunder inheritance.

With his physical body unable to advance and his soul growing slowly, he set his sights on another goal that could increase his strength the fastest.

""Lightning Five Thunder Explosion" has reached 85% of the 9 realms of perfection. It won't take long to achieve a breakthrough!"

Since receiving the Golden Thunder inheritance, he has been refining it from time to time, and now it is almost completely refined.

It is expected that when the five thunders gather together, it will be the day when the "Five Thunders of Lightning" will break through!

Dafengguo, Black Mist Mountains.

"Hey, these two martial saints just want to capture this Heavenly Lord. They are just wishful thinking!"

The dark red figure escaped into the dense mountain forest, with cold eyes and a disdainful expression on his face, but he accidentally caused an injury and coughed continuously.

"I have to say that the martial arts developed in the Age of Ending Laws still have something to offer. The strength of the two martial saints is not bad. Together, they can actually hurt me!"

The Immortal Heavenly Lord wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and fled quickly, mumbling to himself.

His figure shuttled between the mountains, changing directions from time to time. In the blink of an eye, his figure was no longer found.

Shortly after.

Whoosh!

Two figures appeared above the Black Mist Mountains.

"This man is really weird, he actually has an immortal body! We must capture him and torture him for his origins!"

The Martial Saint of Qingtian was surrounded by clear light and ascended, just like a Taoist Lord coming to the world, overlooking the mountains and mountains.

Pluto said nothing, his eyes suddenly burst out with two rays of ghostly light, and he searched for targets hidden in the Black Mist Mountains with a vision that reached all over the world.

The light of the Netherworld is a pupil technique that can search for souls. Under the illumination of the Netherworld Pupil Technique, the trees, earth and rocks in the mountains are like transparent air and can penetrate without any hindrance.

Only the souls of animals and spiritual trees will be exposed to view.

The soul of the Immortal Heavenly Lord is still there, so naturally there is no way to escape from the search range of the Nether Eye Technique.

Not long after, Pluto's figure flashed, turned into a dark shadow, and suddenly rushed away in a certain direction.

"found it?"

Qingtian Martial Saint's eyes lit up. Although his tone was questioning, he seemed to be sure in his heart. Without saying a word, he turned into a flash of clear light and followed.

"The ghost lingers!"

A hundred miles away, the Immortal Heavenly Lord showed a fierce look in his eyes. He stopped, turned around and said coldly: "It seems that I don't want to show you some color, and I think I am afraid of you!"

"A Hundred Curses and a Thousand Corpses Gu!"

The Immortal Heavenly Lord murmured in a low voice and stretched out a dark red palm.

Along with the surge of mana, a group of dark ink-like gas began to rise. At first, it was only the size of a soybean. With constant squirming and twisting, the gas spread rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into the size of a small hill.

This jet-black gas gradually took shape!

It was a black Tai Sui-like appearance like a mountain of meat. The huge fat meat seemed to be accumulated and condensed by mucus. The mountain of meat was covered with dead gray faces, as many as hundreds. They were ferocious and resentful, like evil ghosts who refused to rest in peace. Open the mouth, and colorful tentacles emerge from it.

Tentacles were flying, twisting and squirming, like life-threatening chains from hell!

And at the top of the tentacles, there are all kinds of eyeballs, which look weird and terrifying.

The whole scene, just looking at it, can make you vomit!

And this has not yet reached the limit!

In the blink of an eye, the meat mountain expanded again, turning into a mountain with a height of a hundred feet, stretching across the Black Mist Mountains.

The tentacles on the meat mountain were flying and twisting, and the eyes at the top of the tentacles were glowing faintly, and they were densely packed, making people shudder.

"hiss!"

Qingtian Martial Saint and Pluto stopped more than ten miles away from Roshan. When they saw the dim light of the densely packed eyeballs, they felt a chill in their body and mind, and their souls seemed to have fallen into hell.

Endless murmurs suddenly appeared in the depths of their souls. The ghastly white claws and roaring and biting fangs were issuing vicious curses at their Martial Saint souls, tearing at their longevity! (End of chapter)