Chapter 997: Refining Lingbao to break the deadlock (2)
"The two fellow Taoists are really persevering. They have waited here for a hundred years for Zhao. It's really a honor for me." With his combat power greatly increased, Zhao Shoushou no longer had to hide anymore. He did not take any measures and acted openly and honestly.
Appeared in front of two monks in the transformation stage.
Speaking of which, these two monks are of the same mind. Although they have taken the opportunity to adjust their breathing in the past hundred years, overall, it obviously does not have much benefit to the improvement of the monks' cultivation level.
The key is that the two of them knew that after obtaining the Ling-Zhu Dan, he would most likely break through the bottleneck and successfully advance to the middle stage of divine transformation, but they still seemed unwilling to give up.
"Fellow Daoist Zhao finally showed up, but we had to wait for a long time. Has Daoist Daoist's injury recovered?" The enemy was extremely jealous when he saw each other, and Liu Liang's eyes were filled with uncontrollable anger.
"Of course there is no need to worry about Mr. Zhao's injury, but we have to repay the kindness we have received over the past hundred years. Today I will ask two fellow Taoists to teach me." When he said this, there were also waves of sadness on his face.
Suppressed anger.
"If fellow Taoist is willing to hand over the spiritual elixir, how about sharing the remaining flying sword with fellow Taoist?" Seeing the tension between the two sides, Wang Dao put forward another turning point.
"Fellow Taoist is sincere, but it's a pity that the Ling Dan has already entered Zhao's belly. The best way is to see the real chapter under his hands." At this time, he could no longer suppress the depression in his heart, and only heard Zhao Shoushou shout loudly.
, a powerful aura rose into the sky.
"The middle stage of divine transformation, it is indeed the middle stage of divine transformation. A mere hundred years can help you break the bottleneck and advance smoothly. The spiritual elixir has indeed not been lost in the erosion of time." Zhao Shoushou's sudden explosion was unexpected but also expected.
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With his aura cultivation strength already exposed, Zhao Shoushou naturally would not give up easily. Qingling Sword and Canghai Sword roared one after another, each drawing a sword light in the air and aiming at the vital parts of their throats.
Liu Liang and Wang Dao were naturally aware of his attack in sudden rage. At the moment when the spirit sword exploded, a trace of worry on their faces flashed away, but they responded calmly and each showed their pride.
The spirit treasure came to greet the spirit sword.
The Qingling Sword was a fifth-level low-grade sword that had a lot of fun fighting with Wang Dao, but the Canghai Sword had the upper hand in the fierce battle with Liu Liang because of its own quality.
Since this Canghai Sword can attract the attention of a monk in the late stage of divine transformation, it naturally has some valuable qualities. This kind of high-quality spiritual treasure is also the most obvious for improving the combat effectiveness of monks, especially
In this confrontation between monks of the same level who are almost the same in strength, this is the best way to break the situation.
As the fierce battle between the three monks in the transformation stage officially kicked off, bursts of celestial phenomena continued to flash in the sky. Three different colors appeared one after another. It was really dazzling. For a while, it was difficult to tell the winner. But as time went by,
, after all, aqua blue began to gradually gain the upper hand.
"Husband, you are finally back. The consumption of so much life has not been wasted. I know you will definitely come back." Wan'er, who has been in seclusion in the cave below for a hundred years to extend her life as much as possible, finally relaxed a little.
After taking a breath, the stern look on his face softened.
Although under the influence of the rich vitality here, Wan'er's life span consumption has dropped to the slowest speed, but with the arrival of the life span limit, the passage of life can still be clearly felt, and for this so-called passage,
There is no means of restraint. For the monks, it must be a kind of extreme torture that is unbearable.
"All my mother's guesses are correct. The two monks in the transformation stage have been secretly waiting for my father. This is really unbelievable. A hundred years of time have been wasted like this." Zhao Ying'er, who has been successfully promoted to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, said
After seeing this situation, a look of disbelief appeared on his face.
"Old Ancestor Zhao has finally returned successfully. With him in charge, the sect can truly have a stable inheritance."
"Fortunately, the two ancestors in the transformation stage have not vented their anger on us. How can there be any eggs in the overturned nest?"
"If it weren't for the fear of Ancestor Zhao, why would there be any fear that the two Ancestors in the Transformation Stage would kill us?"
Except for a few monks who were discussing in low voices, most of them were immersed in the fierce battle between the three monks in the transformation stage and could not extricate themselves.
Although there are always only a few Nascent Soul stage monks who have the opportunity to gain insights in this kind of battle, it still cannot stop other monks from trying.
"Why should the two fellow Taoists continue to entangle with each other when the matter has come to this? It will only increase casualties." They have already gained the upper hand in the battle. They are both monks in the transformation stage. If it is not necessary, there is no need to decide the winner between them.
Killing one thousand people and harming oneself eight hundred is the choice of a normal monk.
Even if it was because of Wang Dao and Zhao Yang's choice that he did not return to Peilingmen for a hundred years, it would be the same. If we look at it from the source, all this was already doomed when he decided to become Cheng Yaojin, but he did not expect it.
That’s all until the other party is so willing to give up.
As for the two monks in the early stage of spiritual transformation who were fighting against him, even though they were unwilling and unwilling to give in at this time, the strength of the enemies they faced had improved and they were not what they used to be.
There seems to be only a thin line between the middle stage of divine transformation and the early stage of divine transformation, but the strength between the two sides is truly worlds apart.
If the two of them face a monk whose cultivation is clearly superior to theirs, but do not have the momentum to move forward, there is no point in continuing to quarrel, and there is a possibility that some damage will result.
"Fellow Daoist Zhao has a good mouth, but it took a hundred years to refine all the Ling Dan and the Canghai Sword, and snatched half of our opportunity alive. Shouldn't we be given an explanation?" Liu Liang's tone was still:
Endless annoyance and anger.
"The treasure belongs to those who are virtuous. If the two Taoist friends continue to entangle, I am afraid it will be an unfavorable situation for both you and me. Now that things have come to this, why bother to force each other? Is it really easy to think of Zhao as someone?"
Can you deceive others?" Compared to before, at this time his mouth was already full of malice and anger.
If he wasn't worried about Wan'er's physical condition in Peiling Gate, Zhao Shoushou would definitely not be willing to negotiate peace here. This is not his character.
Of course, everything still needs to be guaranteed by the sword in hand and the strength of one's body. If some means cannot be used as a deterrent, it will not be enough.
Two fifth-level flying swords are naturally the best way for him to exert his will, especially when the other Zhao Yang has obviously had some intention of retreating, so he can use his methods and changes with more confidence.
The flying swords were entangled and flying, and dense sword light immediately surrounded it.