my simulation longevity

Chapter 179

Chapter 179

As for Zhang Qianmo and Song Hesong.

One is the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and the other is the middle stage of Jindan.

Although Zhang Qianmo's realm is lower, the exercises he cultivated are not a bit more subtle than Song Hesong.

And the magic weapon in his hand is far better than the opponent.

So the two of them even fought evenly for a while.

And as Li Fan is slowly gaining the upper hand.

The situation seems to be developing in a direction that favors Zixiaozong.

"Brother Song, the situation seems a little bad!"

One of the people besieging Li Fan shouted loudly.

"Song Daoyou, don't hesitate, quickly launch the big formation!"

Chu Liang also shouted.

A look of hesitation flashed across Song Hesong's face.

Then there was a trace of ferocity.

With a sharp retreat, the bloody long sword turned into a big bell, enveloping Zhang Qianmo.

There was madness in his eyes, and he slapped Ningyuan City below with his hands.

In Ningyuan City, the exclamation and screams of mortals suddenly came.

Li Fan saw that countless blood-colored evil spirits that had almost formed a substance rose up into the sky and came to Song Hesong's side.

Amidst the bloody light, there are faces full of pain and distorted faces.

Song Hesong grabbed the ball of blood and poured it into the bloody bell.

Countless faces wailed and rushed towards Zhang Qianmo.

Zhang Qianmo's complexion changed, and the purple energy shielded his body, trying to stop him.

But it's useless.

Bloody faces rushed into Zhang Qianmo's mind, and he stood there in a daze, his expression constantly changing.

Sometimes in pain, sometimes with a weird smile.

Seeing that Zhang Qianmo was temporarily trapped, Song Hesong looked towards Li Fan.

Li Fan thought something was wrong.

But at this moment, Chu Liang and the others stepped up their offensive desperately, holding Li Fan back and preventing him from escaping.

Song Hesong arrived in an instant.

One in the mid-stage Golden Core, and three in the late Foundation Establishment stage.

Under the joint offensive, Li Fan only lasted for a moment before he was seriously injured.

"It seems that the first exploration journey of this Meteor Wonderland is coming to an end."

As the injury got worse, his consciousness became blurred.

There seemed to be auditory hallucinations in my ears.

Illusory whispers, rustling.Sometimes urgent, sometimes soothing.

Like howling, like roaring.

However, the specific content cannot be distinguished.

Soon after, Li Fan could no longer hold back.

Song Hesong slapped Li Fan hard on the head with his huge bloody palm.

"boom!"

Li Fan's head burst like a watermelon.

The body was destroyed, and according to common sense, Li Fan should return to the real world at this time.

but……

He fell into a strange state.

The remaining core of spiritual consciousness is like a black hole, slowly swallowing Li Chen as his body.

There is no remaining memory of Li Chen.

It was just a stream of pure spiritual energy, which was gradually absorbed by Li Fan.

The ears became more and more noisy.

Small whispers turned into indescribable roars.

Negative emotions such as anger, fear, sadness, etc. suddenly surged like a tsunami.

He vowed to swallow Li Fan.

But Li Fan's mind remained motionless like a rock on the seashore.

Because what drives all of this is exactly what Li Fan has been practicing hard since the moment he stepped into the immortal way.

Xuanhuang heart refining mantra.

After entering the Meteor Immortal Realm, the Heart Refining Mantra also quietly dormant, without any special effect.

But just after Li Chen's body was killed.

It just started running crazily and spontaneously.

Like a giant stone mill, it grinds down the power that makes up Zixiaozong Li Chen.

Turned into the most essential supplements, nourishing Li Fan's mind.

Although Li Chen died, Li Fan's consciousness was growing slowly.

A brand new incarnation of divine consciousness that belongs to Li Fan himself.

It was brewing under Li Chen's headless corpse.

There was no wave in Li Fan's ancient well, and there was no fluctuation in his heart.

Watching the surrounding "plot" continue to develop with cold eyes.

Song Hesong put away the storage ring in Li Fan's hand, and then let the body fall from the sky.

Then he turned his head to look at Zhang Qianmo who was trapped inside the bloody clock.

"This person's will is so tenacious. Under the blood sacrifice of tens of thousands of people, he can persist for so long." Song Hesong sighed.

"Unfortunately, the more extraordinary you are, the more you will die today!"

Song Hesong slapped a few more palms towards Ningyuan City below.

The blood light composed of countless human faces rushed towards Zhang Qianmo again.

His face suddenly became more ferocious and terrifying.

There are several huge tumors raised on the forehead, which seem to be alive and move around.

"puff!"

A sarcoid exploded, and Zhang Qianmo's head suddenly exploded with a big hole.

Then it was like a chain reaction.

The tumors on Zhang Qianmo's forehead exploded one after another.

Half of the head disappeared.

At this time, Zhang Qianmo's aura was like a candle in the wind, which would disappear at any moment.

But he didn't know what kind of power was in his body, and it actually helped him maintain his vitality.

Even though there is only half of the head left, it is still tenaciously alive.

"What's going on?" Chu Liang cried out.

"It seems that this kid still has a big secret." Song Hesong's face was gloomy.

He looked at Zhang Qianmo, and said viciously: "Even so, you are a turtle in the urn right now, I don't believe you can turn the world upside down!"

Stripes of red light emitted from the bloody clock pierced through Zhang Qianmo's body.

The red light is like a knife, interlaced and flashing.

In an instant, Zhang Qianmo was cut into countless pieces of meat.

"It's all like this, I don't believe you can still live!" Song Hesong snorted coldly.

Chu Liang and the others also breathed a sigh of relief.

But it didn't take long before their faces gradually turned pale.

because……

They found that Zhang Qianmo's aura still hadn't disappeared!

"Damn it! What kind of magic is he cultivating!"

Song Hesong finally showed a terrified expression.

"Fire! Use fire!" At this time, Chu Liang shouted.

Song Hesong made a tactic with his hands, and a red ball of fire appeared under the pile of minced meat.

Under the blazing high temperature, the flesh and blood turned into fly ash.

But in this flame, there is always something there.

No matter how strong the flame is, it cannot be destroyed.

It was a purple golden pill.

"Golden elixir? Isn't he in the foundation building stage? How could he generate a golden elixir in his body?" This scene was obviously beyond the understanding of Song Hesong and others, and they all changed expression.

In fear, Song Hesong used all his spells to attack the purple golden elixir.

But no matter what, it can't shake this golden core.

It is also impossible to put it into the storage ring.

Because, the aura belonging to Zhang Qianmo was still hovering over it.

Even, more and more vigorous.

"That's why you casual cultivators don't have orthodoxy and don't study classics."

"Even if you learn any new method, it's just an empty realm."

"How can you compare with me and other Taoist sects?"

Zhang Qianmo's cold voice came from the golden elixir.

Jin Dan suddenly shone brightly.

Push back the fire.

A body slowly formed from the light.

The light converges and turns into clothes.

"I said, I will kill you today!"

Zhang Qianmo looked at Song Hesong and said coldly.

Song Hesong trembled all over.

He slapped downwards one after another, and amidst the screams of countless mortals, streaks of bloody light formed a real ribbon and rushed towards Zhang Qianmo.

But Song Hesong himself, who couldn't care less about Chu Liang and the others who were trembling, turned into blood and fled away.

Zhang Qianmo stepped out and turned into a purple thunderbolt, coming first.

Came before the blood light.

Song Hesong didn't expect him to be so fast, he didn't rush to dodge, and bumped into him head-on.

"boom!"

Amid the violent collision, Song Hesong seemed to have lost his ability to control himself.

Zhang Qianmo stretched out his right hand, grabbed Song Hesong's neck, and lifted him up.

"Traitor, die!"

Zhang Qianmo pronounced the verdict.

A purple thunder fell from the sky.

He slapped Zhang Qianmo fiercely.

He was unscathed by the thunder, but Song Hesong, who was holding him, let out a scream.

Then he died.

Zhang Qianmo looked at Chu Liang and the others who fled in three directions in the distance.

Sneer.

Tap with your finger.

Three purple thunders fell in response.

The breath disappeared, and three black dots fell from the sky.

Zhang Qianmo didn't care about them anymore.

"To be forced to such a point..."

"The new law..."

He looked pensive.

Then, as if sensing something, he flew to the ground.

There, originally belonged to the body of junior brother Li Chen.

It has been melted like a candle.

Zhang Qianmo discovered that under the only remaining layer of skin was another complete stranger.

Waking up.

(End of this chapter)