Chapter 896 Fighting for Life, Turning Point

But the whisk did not land on the ground, but deviated a little and flew towards Fang Ming, and the speed was extremely fast. The influence just received seemed to disappear suddenly, but Fang Ming could clearly feel the true essence and spiritual power in his body. The change of the flow rate is still extremely slow, and it is extremely difficult for the body to move at this time, even changing an expression requires counting breaths.

"Hehehe, I didn't expect to get a half-immortal weapon as soon as I woke up. This is really God's help!"

The voice sounded faintly again, and this time there was a hint of joy in the tone, and at the same time, a thin figure beside Fang Ming slowly appeared...

The next moment, a black figure flashed from Fang Ming's side. When Ye Chen and the others took a closer look, it was a very thin man with a black body. Because he was wearing a cloak and a veil, he couldn't see clearly. His face and voice sounded like an old man whose lamps were exhausted.

But although the voice was weak, it had a sinister uneasiness.

The old man was surrounded by a little black mist, he stretched out a withered hand from the cloak, and held the whisk.

Ye Chen said in his heart that it was not good, but for some reason, Ye Chen's original spiritual power was operating very slowly at this time, Ye Chen could only stare at the old man with resentment.

But Fang Ming, Qi Meng, and Lin Hui didn't know what happened, but the old man's evil spirit and his behavior made them deeply aware that the person who came was not kind!

"Hahaha, the old man has been silent for so long, and the world is full of breath. I didn't expect it. God will help me."

The old man didn't take Ye Chen and his party seriously at all.

You know, Ye Chen's strength at this time is definitely not weak.

But the old man had no sense of fear in the face of Ye Chen and his party, and even snatched the semi-immortal weapon in front of Ye Chen without any precautions.

His self-confidence comes not only from the weird method that prevents Ye Chen and others from using their true essence and spiritual power, but from the deeper hidden strength.

The old man's eyes shifted from the whisk in his hand to Fang Ming, "Thank you, you are so sensible, don't worry, the old man will let you die happily under my hands, you don't have to thank me, it's also your gift for giving me this whisk Replied, hahahaha."

The old man's laughter was very strange and creepy.

"You, don't try to succeed." Fang Ming squeezed out these words through his teeth with all his strength.

"Ha ha,

Funny, it's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, you want to stop me, don't you? OK, I'll give you this chance. "The old man's weird voice sounded again, and the old man swept the dust whisk lightly. Fang Ming only felt that the true energy and spiritual power suddenly returned to the original speed. Fang Ming took a deep breath.

As an immortal cultivator, the other party could clearly dispose of him directly, but he wanted to humiliate himself. As a man, Fang Ming knew that he couldn't beat him, but in front of Qimeng, all of this was for Fang Ming. , there is no retreat.

"what!"

Fang Ming let out a yell, and the real energy in his body reached its peak, and his body was ejected, and he concentrated all the real energy into his fist.

The transformation of the body by the earth dragon meat was very obvious to Fang Ming.

Fang Ming's punch with all his strength, I'm afraid no one would think of taking it hard, even Ye Chen would give him three points back.

But the old man not only did not dodge or dodge, but also did not use any real energy to defend against the punch, so he forcibly carried it off. After being hit, Fang Ming raised his head and looked at the old man.

The old man was still standing upright, as if he didn't feel the attack.

"You? Are you tickling? Hahahaha." The old man taunted Fang Ming. Just by doing this, Fang Ming knew that his strength was far inferior to the weird old man in front of him.

However, in front of Qimeng, he couldn't give up.

The true spirit power circulated again, a layer of blue aura rose from Fang Ming's body, and Ye Chen's pupils shrank. He knew that this was Fang Ming's last blow with all his true spirit power. Cheng Ren.

"Fang Ming, don't!"

Qimeng let out an exclamation. In fact, after the last blow, she knew that Fang Ming had tried his best, and the strength of this weird old man in front of her was unpredictable. This old man is by no means an idler.

But for some reason, Qimeng had a feeling for this old man, as if they had seen it before, but couldn't remember where it was.

"Heh, since you gave me the whisk, I will let you experience its power."

The old man said, waving the whisk in his hand, the original holy power on the whisk was immediately covered with a layer of black power from the old man.

With a light sweep of the whisk, Fang Ming only felt an unknown force pushing him down. He tried hard to stabilize himself, but the strength of the old man and the whisk was by no means something he could handle alone, and he was instantly shocked. How many miles to drive.

Ye Chen knew very well that this old man's power was unfathomable, not to mention that their true energy and spiritual power were difficult to operate, so they should not rush forward now, and find a way to make them retreat completely.

"How to do how to do?"

Ye Chen could only be in a hurry, his forehead had unknowingly overflowed with fine beads of sweat, and he tried his best to circulate the real energy, but the strange black mist made the real energy seem to be blocked.

"Hey hey."

The old man smiled sinisterly, and walked towards the Saintess Qimeng beside him.

"You, you, you, what are you going to do?" Qimeng struggled hard, but it was difficult for her true essence and spiritual power to circulate, and she really had more energy than she wanted.

"Get away from her!"

Fang Ming roared angrily, and the color of the true energy and spiritual power on his body became stronger again.

"Heh." The old man turned his head to look at Fang Ming. Fang Ming was lying on the ground, staring up at the old man.

"Ants are ants." The old man walked towards Fang Ming, "The only destiny is to be trampled upon by others!"

As he spoke, the old man raised his foot and stepped on Fang Ming's body fiercely.

"what!"

Fang Ming cried out in pain.

"It's so cool, the feeling of being stepped on by someone, listen, how beautiful your wailing is, look at you, how pitiful you are bowing down." The old man raised his foot and stepped on it harder, "You It's an honor, as the first worshiper after my recovery, you have a more glorious honor than those who came later."

"Ah!" The color of Fang Ming's whole body was even more dazzling, with such a high concentration of true essence and spiritual power.

"Fang Ming, don't!" Ye Chen shouted as hard as he could. As a cultivator, the most important thing is not the magic weapon, but his own life and cultivation.

Although Fang Ming's strength is not bad, it is obviously not up to the current level. He is clearly burning his own cultivation forcibly in exchange for this short-lived high real energy.

This not only burned his cultivation, but also burned his own future and his own life.

"What should I do? Even if Fang Ming burns his own cultivation, he still can't beat this old man. I'm so useless, why can't I even protect them?" Ye Chen felt a rare trace of self-blame and anger in his heart.

I wondered when he, the majestic Night Demon Lord, was forced to such a state.

"what!"

Another dazzling light appeared.

"Lin Hui, good brother."

This ray of light came from Lin Hui, and in order to save everyone, Lin Hui also burned his cultivation base.

Lin Hui summoned the Clear Sky Hammer, and the shining black metal luster on the Clear Sky Hammer became even more dazzling, like a newly born fierce beast, the light flowed. Time came behind the old man,

"Ah!" Lin Hui said that he swung the Clear Sky Hammer hard, and the blow was as powerful as a bamboo. Lin Hui thought it was a sure hit, but the speed of the old man was even faster!

The old man only exercised his footwork lightly, and avoided the powerful hammer blow.

"Heh, brave and foolish." The old man came to Lin Hui's back in an instant, and hit Lin Hui's back directly with his elbow. Shen, the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand was also difficult to hold. The Clear Sky Hammer slipped from Lin Hui's hand, hammering out a very huge depression on the ground.

"Hahahaha, are the current cultivators so unbearable?" The old man smiled contemptuously.

"what to do?"

Ye Chen had nothing to do, Lin Hui had fainted, and Fang Ming was injured.

"What should I do?" The weird old man in front of them was not something they could deal with at all, Ye Chen felt a deep sense of powerlessness, for this old man in front of him, Ye Chen could only win by taking a slanted sword and taking risky moves.

"The ants should submit to me." The old man smiled arrogantly.

"Damn it, if only I were stronger." Fang Ming shouted unwillingly.

"Forget it, enough fun, you can die with infinite glory."

The old man raised his hand, and a very powerful magic ball was condensed in his hand, and the black electric glow surrounded the magic ball.

"Take your glory and go to hell! Hahahaha!" the old man shouted hysterically, and rushed towards Fang Ming with the magic ball.

Fang Ming raised his head and said silently in his heart.

"Hey, since this is a heinous mistake I made, I can only repay it by myself."

At this moment, another ethereal voice sounded, this voice seemed to come from the other side of the cloud, and it was like the echo of the surrounding air, making it impossible to find out the source of this voice.

The old man stopped his movements at once, and his arrogance of wanting to kill Fang Ming turned into madness, "It's you again, it's you again, you sealed me once, this time I recovered, and it was you who wanted to hinder me again, and I wanted to kill you!" You, kill you!!"

As he said that, many magic balls condensed around the old man. When the old man raised his hand and waved, the magic balls flew away, and everything around him was hard to escape from the old man's poisonous hands.

The magic ball has a strange power. The tree hit by the magic ball is not only destroyed, but also deprived of vitality. The wreckage of the tree withers very quickly.

You must know that these trees grow here and absorb the aura here, and their vitality is definitely more tenacious than those in other places. With such a fast withering, these magic balls are definitely weird, as if they are plundering the vitality of all things.

In the world of cultivating immortals, this kind of trick is absolutely unbearable.

However, it has to be said that this kind of tactic against human relations is absolutely powerful.

I saw that the grass, trees, flowers and plants that were hit had all lost their vitality, but around Ye Chen and the others, a protective cover was formed at some point, glowing with a faint golden light, with an incomparably holy affinity. The feeling of warmth is completely opposite to the dead silence of the strange old man.

"After so many years, you still can't let go?" An ethereal voice came from the dome, ethereal, illusory and real.

"I hate you, hate you, why? Why? Obviously you can save my Ping'er, but you refuse to save her? You keep talking about the righteousness, the way, even a weak woman can't be saved, what kind of righteousness are you talking about? You, you should Go to hell!" After that, the old man summoned more magic balls, but these magic balls still did not break through the faint golden light.

"Ah, why? Why? So what if you stop me again? I want to go my own way, since you won't give her a way out, so what if you all bury her with her?"

"Can't you cut off your obsession? We were wrong about that, but you've been taking revenge for so many years, can't you let it go?"

"Are you kidding me? I want my Ping'er. If you can let her stand in front of me alive again and whisper my name again, then I, then I..." The old man's voice was already a little choked up when he said this up. "That Ping'er must be very important to the old man, and this weird old man's emotional ups and downs because of her, so this Ping'er is definitely not an ordinary person to the old man." Ye Chen thought to himself.

"Don't you like to be a hero? Don't you want to protect a living being? Don't you want to stick to your righteous way? Let me tell you, you were a waste before, and you are still a waste now. Today, I will use Your blood is here to pay homage to Pinger, take your life."

"Hey."

The golden light on Ye Chen and the others suddenly became dazzling, and the next second Ye Chen and the others disappeared in place and were teleported to another strange place.

"Sooner or later, all of you will be buried with my Ping'er." The old man roared furiously, "Buried with me!!".

With this roar, the surrounding water stirred up waves of thousands of feet. This is a hoarse voice from a man. After the old man finished yelling, he covered his face weathered by the years with his withered hands and cried. The mighty old man lost his arrogance, just like a boy who had been ignorant, walked towards Mature……

"Ah, where is this?" At the same time, Ye Chen and the others were restricted by the loss of their true energy and spiritual power, which resumed normal operation.

"Fang Ming, Lin Hui!!" The first thing Ye Chen thought of after returning to normal was that these two bloody men were willing to burn their cultivation bases. This is an act of hurting one thousand enemies and eight hundred self-destruction. Ye Chen struggled to get up.

Everything around him was unfamiliar to him, flowers he had never seen before were blooming, unknown birds were singing, everything here was full of vitality, and the aura here was holy and beautiful.

"you're awake."

The ethereal voice sounded again, Ye Chen immediately looked around vigilantly, but there was no one there.

"Don't be afraid, if I want to hurt you, how can I save you?"

"Isn't it convenient for seniors to show up, where are my partners?" Ye Chen called.