My Simulated Longevity

My Simulated Road to Immortality Text Volume Chapter 673: Drawing Threads to Destroy Living Beings During the flight, Li Fan would occasionally feel spiritual consciousness coming from below and sweeping over his body.

But seeing that Li Fan was just passing by, he quickly took it back.

After spending a cup of tea, Li Fan arrived outside the mountain range marked by Shuofeng.

Like a giant dragon winding its way, sixteen peaks stand in the mountain range.

Even through the protective array, it seems that you can feel the rich spiritual energy in the mountains.

Almost as soon as Li Fan arrived, a female cultivator wearing a light yellow dress flew out of one of the peaks and came to Li Fan.

"You must be the master's guest, please come this way."

The female cultivator looked very respectful and led Li Fan through the protective circle and into the mountains.

Li Fan glanced at the female cultivator in front of him who was leading the way. She was, like him, at the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

But here, it seems that they are just like servants.

However, Li Fan did not feel embarrassed. Instead, he looked calm and asked the female cultivator about the situation here.

The female cultivator in the yellow skirt did not show any slightness at all because of Li Fan's strength. As long as she could talk about it, she explained it in detail.

The mountain range here is called Shuofeng Mountain.

That's right, it was Feixue Immortal who bought it and named it after Shuo Feng. Later, after Shuofeng successfully established the foundation that year, he was given a gift.

Although it is called a mountain, it is actually a carefully built cave. Sixteen peaks form a formation, gathering the aura of heaven and earth. The mountain peaks are all made of strange objects that contain the laws of heaven and earth. When you are in them, even if you don't deliberately practice. He will also be subtly affected by the power of the rich law, and his cultivation will become increasingly sophisticated.

Although the cave here is extraordinary. But after Shuofeng broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm, Feixue Immortal Lord gave him a villa located in Tianquan City.

Therefore, Shuofeng Mountain gradually fell into disuse.

I only visit here occasionally when I have free time.

Not long after, Li Fan saw Shuo Feng in green clothes on the top of the central mountain.

Standing in the center with his hands behind his back and a calm expression.

Beside him, there were a total of six monks in the late Nascent Soul stage, who were attacking him.

He did not use the power of the cave, but simply used magic.

Seeing this scene, Li Fan couldn't help but condense his eyes slightly.

Strictly speaking, these Nascent Soul monks are not weak. Five element spells, magical flying swords, and even black arrow magical powers that can travel through space and suddenly appear and attack from all weird directions.

But in the face of these attacks, Shuo Feng refused to dodge. Not even blinking.

The white light was flying, and the magic [sword] from the sky blocked all the attacks in an instant and bounced them back.

"Boom! Boom!"

The sound of explosions kept coming, and the six Yuanying monks only lasted for more than ten breaths before they were all injured by their own attacks and defeated.

Shuo Feng showed no mercy at all. These injuries were not serious, and one person's body was even directly destroyed. It was the power of the cave that circulated, and it took a while for his body to change again.

"Too weak, let's get another batch." Shuo Feng's tone was a little cold, and there was a hint of impatience on his face.

The six Nascent Soul cultivators all showed bitterness on their faces, but they did not dare to say anything. They cupped their hands and retreated together. .

"Hahaha, Brother Shuo, you are so majestic!" Li Fan suddenly laughed and applauded, not showing any submissiveness because of the opponent's momentum.

"Make Brother Li laugh!" A smile appeared on Shuo Feng's cold face.

The six Nascent Soul monks who were leaving quietly glanced at Li Fan. He didn't dare to stay longer, just guessing about Li Fan's identity in his mind.

"Long time no see, Brother Shuo is indeed more powerful. However, I am not weaker than you either!"

"Please enlighten me!"

Without a lot of nonsense, Li Fan looked cold, stretched out his right hand and pointed towards Shuofeng.

call……

A gust of wind blew by. Shuo Feng, who had been waiting for a long time, didn't see anything strange happening around him.

The smile gradually disappeared, and Shuo Feng's eyes were slightly cold: "Brother Li, are you trying to amuse me?"

Li Fan's expression did not change at all, and he smiled slightly and said: "I just realized the magical power and used it for the first time. It is normal to make some small mistakes."

"But it's okay, it should be OK this time."

"Be careful!"

Li Fan's tone instantly became extremely cold, he retracted his right finger and tapped it again.

"Sitting!"

It was still calm and calm, as if nothing had happened. Only Li Fan's emotionless voice echoed on the mountain peak.

Shuo Feng was about to speak, but he noticed something and his expression suddenly changed.

Threads were stripped out from the blue gown he was wearing.

The black hair travels in the air, as if dissolved in water, disappearing in an instant.

Shuo Feng was about to make a move, but he couldn't help but groaned.

A bloodstain instantly appeared on his body. It was like a sharp blade cutting through the skin, revealing the flesh and blood inside.

But in front of Shuo Feng, there was a red thread in the air.

"Silk……"

"Silk……"

Weird sounds kept ringing.

Every time it rang, there was another line of blood in the air. And Shuo Feng also had a bloodstain on his body.

But in the blink of an eye, Shuo Feng was covered in bruises and blood.

And Shuofeng's heart felt even more chilly.

Because he was very aware of his condition, he discovered that he had suffered more than just a few flesh injuries.

Rather, the composition of the body was extracted out of thin air and disappeared!

Like...

A little man made entirely of needlework is being slowly pulled out of the silk threads from his body!

Moreover, from the beginning to the end, his own foundation-building rare item [sword] never made a defensive counterattack!

"No wonder it's called [Sitting]!" Shuo Feng couldn't help but think.

"If this continues..."

In Shuo Feng's mind, the horrific image of his body becoming smaller and smaller due to being continuously pulled out, and finally falling to the ground like a worn-out rag doll, wailing as he waited for his own demise.

I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart.

But as his mind raced, he couldn't find a way to deal with this magical power of "Silk Drawing".

And Li Fan actually kept pointing in the air to lock Shuofeng.

There is no intention of stopping at all!

"This guy is really going to kill me!" Looking at Li Fan's profound eyes, Shuo Feng was horrified.

"Surrender! I surrender!" Driven by survival instinct, Shuo Feng shouted repeatedly.

Hearing Shuo Feng's voice, Li Fan retracted his right finger.

"Poof!" In an instant, it seemed as if countless connecting threads were disconnected.

Layers of blood mist erupted from Shuo Feng's body.

"Master!" The female nun in the yellow skirt was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she screamed.

"I'm fine!" Shuo Feng waved his hand and stopped the female cultivator who was about to step forward to check.

"I agree!" Li Fan cupped his hands and said calmly.

Shuo Feng looked at Li Fan with complicated eyes.

"Tao friendly magical power!"

He had to be convinced.