This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 145 People must rely on themselves

Xiang Yuan stabbed the snake demon's esophagus with a knife, only to find that the surroundings were slippery and sticky, making it impossible for him to stand, let alone keep his balance.

Infinite pressure came from all directions, squeezing his body, as if to compress him into minced meat. He swung his knife across, the tip of the knife emitting the sharp light of the five elements of gold, but it was unable to cut through this layer of flesh and blood, and was pushed into the snake demon's stomach little by little.

The snake demon's stomach contains digestive fluid that is powerful enough to melt metal, and is a deadly threat to flesh and blood. Xiang Yuan has sharp ears and eyes, and he could smell the pungent odor of the digestive fluid and even heard the sound of his pants and boots melting.

Faced with such a desperate situation, Leng Xue did not show any fear. The Tiger Roaring Knife changed from the gold of the Five Elements to the fire of the Five Elements. The fiery air waves spread out, burning the flesh and blood around him, making them ooze oil.

You Shanxian felt pain and realized that something was wrong, so he moved the muscles of his esophagus and stomach, trying to vomit Xiang Yuan out.

But it was Xiang Yuan who took the initiative to go in, so she has no say. The same goes for coming out. Xiang Yuan found a possibility to win the battle from the inside, so how could he let go of this opportunity easily?

The fire of the Five Elements is surging, and with the help of the wood of the Five Elements, the high temperature is even more terrifying.

Xiang Yuan learned from Xiao Lingyue, condensing the high temperature heat wave into one point of the blade, breaking through the surface with that point, and cutting through large pieces of charred flesh with a hissing sound.

The flesh and blood seemed to have life and quickly dispersed in all directions. Xiang Yuan was able to stand up. The next second, the sky was spinning and the earth was spinning. He saw a path under his feet. A strong wind was blowing and was about to wrap him up and bring him back to the light of day.

Sharp bone spurs opened up from Xiang Yuan's back and pierced into his flesh. While he was stabilizing his body, a red glow burst out from the tip of the Tiger Roaring Blade.

The light was strong and hot, like the rising sun in the east, or the setting sun, cutting through the darkness, spreading a large blaze, and burning everything in sight red.

The flames are raging and the heat waves are rolling!
In the square, a ten-foot-long green-scaled giant python twisted its body wildly due to severe pain, opened its bloody mouth and spewed out fishy air. Repeated attempts failed to spit Xiang Yuan out, but instead black smoke continued to float out, along with waves of the stench of burnt flesh and blood.

Anger and fear made the giant python roll more violently. Its long tail swept across, leaving the bluestone ground in a mess. The python's head smashed down, the ground cracked, gravel scattered everywhere, and a rumbling sound was endless.

The huge noise attracted Zhao Haoran's attention. He glanced at the body rolling in the ruins and his face became extremely ugly.

Why do you eat everything? Don’t you have any brains?
The body outside of the Illusionary Dao is very interesting. The main body cuts out the soul and seizes a body for its own use. However, the soul occupies the body and will be affected by the other party. It can be said that it accepts the other party's memory, or it can be said that it merges with part of the other party's soul.

After all, he is an outsider, and it is not an easy task to take over another body. If he wants to completely integrate into this body, he must go through a process of assimilation.

Take Zhao Haoran as an example, he and Zhang Xinyuan are the most compatible, the two have similar swordsmanship and the most tacit cooperation. The synchronization of Youshanxian is not so smooth. After the forced assimilation, the temperament and personality of this body have little similarity with Zhao Haoran. It is more like Youshanxian has become a new person and his temper has changed drastically.

Because the assimilation was not thorough enough, the temperament of the monster, or the temperament of the snake monster, was completely retained. When its true form was revealed, the nature of the snake monster was even more difficult to suppress.

Just swallow it when you are told to, and only after you have swallowed it do you consider the possibility of disease entering the body through the mouth!
Clang!
Zhao Haoran was distracted for a moment, and Chaner seized the opportunity. The two of them used dangerous moves, each of which was a fatal move, which consumed a huge amount of energy. Now they are exhausted.

In this situation, any negligence could result in instant death.

Zhao Haoran only saw the numerous sword lights coming at him, dangling and illusory, real and unreal, and hard to grasp. These sword lights jumped unsteadily, as if they could change direction at any time, making it impossible for him to judge the true intention of the attack.

Zhao Haoran is not someone who can be easily dealt with. With just his external body, he has earned the reputation of being a worldly swordsman. What's more, with his original body, the broken sword in his hand is sharp and sharp, like a ray of light at dawn, breaking through layers of illusions and pointing directly at Chaner's brows.

Exchange injuries for injuries, advance without retreat, gamble life and death, and fight to the death.

Just as the broken sword was about to break through the illusion, the numerous phantoms suddenly changed from virtual to real, and the false outer layer was actively dispelled. A cold light wrapped in the chill of the underworld suddenly moved forward, like pushing away the dark clouds to reveal the bright moon, and the chilling murderous intent was within reach.

Zener's sword was beautiful and deadly, but in Zhao Haoran's eyes, the change of moves was useless and completely unnecessary.

The witch is already timid, I win with this sword!
Zhao Haoran predicted that both sides would be injured after this sword fight, but he still had two backup plans, which gave him a greater chance of winning. If this move could seriously injure the witch, even if he himself was seriously injured, he would still make a profit.

A broken sword and a moonlit lightsaber, stabbed at the opponent's eyebrows without hesitation.

Zen'er's feet deflected, the moonlight bloomed, and the white clothes fluttered. He avoided the vital point between his eyebrows and took the initiative to catch the broken sword with his shoulder. Zhao Haoran responded in the same way, sacrificing the car to save the king, avoiding the vital point, and catching the sword with his shoulder.

The two men's eyes narrowed, and the terrifying true energy gathered at the tips of their swords suddenly burst out.

A white light flashed on Zener's body, the shadow of the Yellow Spring Mother Tree became trance for a moment, a blood mist exploded on his shoulder, and the figure standing in the air staggered and fell to the ground weakly.

Zhao Haoran's sword-holding arm was frozen by the cold air of Huangquan, his meridians were blocked, his qi points were sealed, and the cold poison swept through the eight extraordinary meridians and poured into his internal organs. The terrifying bone-piercing cold spread from his arm to his whole body, and every meridian seemed to be frozen, and every trace of true energy became stagnant.

That's it!

A ruthless look flashed in his eyes. He decided to cut it off by changing his sword hand and cutting off his right arm at the shoulder, barely avoiding the crisis of life and death.

Like Chaner, Zhao Haoran was also seriously injured and unable to fly, and fell to the ground holding a broken sword in his left hand.

Looking at Chan'er who was about to fall, he laughed with a ferocious look in his eyes, "You have great swordsmanship and courage, but you are too eager to succeed. You have no strength left before you finish your first strike. I don't believe you have any more tricks up your sleeve!"

Without waiting for Chaner to refute, Zhao Haoran's body shook slightly, his pale face improved, and his exhausted spirit was filled again.

The method of returning to oneness through the path of disillusionment!

Zhao Haoran has two external bodies, plus his own body, a total of three souls.

Zhang Xinyuan was killed in advance by Chaner, and his soul was dragged away by the shadow of the Yellow Spring Mother Tree and could not be retrieved. But it was not a big problem, as Youshanxian was still alive. Before she was tortured to death by Xiang Yuan, Zhao Haoran took the initiative to retrieve the soul.

This is one of his backup plans.

Almost instantly, Zhao Haoran's two souls merged into one, full of energy. Although he could not control the power of heaven and earth, he also gained the upper hand, using the surplus to attack the weakness, and announced Chaner's death sentence.

He swung out the sword with his arm horizontally, and the sword light flashed across the ground and rushed straight to Chaner's face, intending to cut her in two.

Zener smiled, as if he had expected this scene. The silver light in his eyes flickered again, like the moon in the night sky shining for the last time.

The shadow of the Yellow Spring Mother Tree emerged, and she tried her best to absorb the nutrients from it, temporarily strengthening her own spirit, regaining the power of heaven and earth, and her body merged into heaven and earth, defeating the oncoming sword light.

This state is difficult to sustain and has great side effects. Zener dares not delay. Before the Yellow Spring Mother Tree dissipates, he exhausts his spiritual energy and creates the last impact of the power of heaven and earth.

This strike was without any fancy moves or techniques, it just went down simply and roughly. Boom! !

Faced with this sudden attack, Zhao Haoran felt unprecedented pressure, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was about to fall before his eyes. Infinite repulsive force squeezed his body, as if God did not allow him to exist in this world.

Zhao Haoran roughly understood what Chaner was going to do. He had no choice but to let the other party lead him and control the broken sword with his full spirit.

The sword's energy soared into the sky, and the murderous intent was boiling.

The broken sword he threw out turned into a stream of light, carrying an unstoppable determination. He stood on the ground, tearing the sky into pieces, and ignoring the orders of heaven and earth.

After the sword fell, Zhao Haoran's replenished soul returned to sleep again. He raised one arm tremblingly, formed a slightly weak sword gesture, and pointed at Chaner.

Too weak, Chaner's legs went soft and he fell to the ground, just avoiding the sword.

The two of them no longer had the strength to do so.

At this moment, a hissing sound of breaking skin was heard, breaking the silent night sky.

Xiang Yuan held a demon pill in his hand and broke open the snake's body, leaving behind a steaming giant python corpse that had been contaminated by demonic energy and turned black. It had wings on its back and was flapping its wings as it stood in the air.

"Is this your backup plan? Fight me until both of us are defeated, and then he will finish it off?"

Zhao Haoran squinted at Xiang Yuan and sneered, "I have never taken him seriously. Little Demon Queen, I have something to say to you, you must rely on yourself!"

After saying this, he slapped his forehead, and a small bronze bell appeared on his head.

It was grey and dull, without any shining light, and very inconspicuous.

The magic weapon looks shabby, and its name is even more shabby - the Shabby Bell!

The last backhand.

"Although you are very capable, you lack the foundation after all, and you are relying on the weak to decide your victory. You are no match for me..."

Zhao Haoran raised his hand and pointed, the sound of the bell spread, Chaner's eyes became dull, and he fell to the ground with his face up.

With another finger, Xiang Yuan, who was flapping his wings in the air, fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

After landing, the possessed body shrank, his hair became disheveled, his upper body was naked, and he returned to his human form.

Zhao Haoran stood there panting heavily. There was a chill in his body that was difficult to get rid of. His meridians and internal organs were severely damaged. This body was no longer useful and he had to transfer his soul as soon as possible.

He looked around the room and saw few people who were still able to breathe. Chan'er and Leng Silan were not suitable, and Wu Buping was even more vulgar. Only Xiang Yuan was handsome and had many skills, making him a good host.

The decision is yours!

Zhao Haoran took a breath every three steps and was extremely tired. He came to Xiang Yuan, sat cross-legged, put his left hand on Xiang Yuan's forehead, and cast the magic of Illusion and Destruction. His soul surged into him, wanting to become one with Xiang Yuan.

The battle has become increasingly intense, and the crystal is about to be pushed down, but Senior Zombie is still nowhere to be seen.

Zhao Haoran is a villain with brains. He has the script of the mastermind behind the scenes and has calculated every step. If the situation had not deteriorated to the point where he could no longer bear it, he would not have shown up in person, causing his status to drop again and again.

Since he knew that Xiang Yuan had a zombie with extraordinary abilities, how could he not be on guard at all?

Formations have been set up around the imperial city to prevent any evil from entering. Senior Zhuang plunged in, confused and unable to find his way, like a ghost walking on a wall.

All I can say is that Senior Zhuang is still on his way. There was a small traffic jam, but he will be here soon.

"Boy, being chosen by this king is a blessing you have cultivated for ten lifetimes. Just wait, in a few days, you will be the new emperor of Dali Kingdom..."

Puff!

The sound of a knife entering flesh and blood interrupted Zhao Haoran who was transferring his soul. He opened his eyes blankly, looked down at the Tiger Roaring Knife that pierced his chest and abdomen, then looked at the Fallen Bell above his head. The ominous premonition completely erupted at this moment.

He never thought that Li Xianyuan, whom he had always looked down upon, would become the final winner.

The witch won the bet!
Zhao Haoran's eyes were full of disbelief. At this critical moment of life and death, he seemed to be a little indifferent: "Why, your soul was clearly sealed by the Fallen Bell?"

You blocked Lengxue’s account and made fun of me. Bah, what does it have to do with me, Xiang Yuanbenyuan!
Xiang Yuan drew out his long sword and slashed horizontally with the Lone Star Chasing the Moon, cutting off Zhao Haoran's head. He then performed a smooth set of Thundering Nine Heavens, finishing off Zhao Haoran's head and body with the move.

After finishing his work and picking up the lost clock outside, he pointed a knife at Zou X and said, "You are right, people must rely on themselves!"

As expected of a villain, every word he says is wise and wise.

Xiang Yuan agreed with this very much. He tightened his slightly loose belt, looked down and saw two long legs, and cursed Leng Xue.

The monkey has a body of steel, so he can go wherever he wants. But Xiang doesn't have that. Leng has had enough of living, so go and die on your own. Don't drag him down with you.

While thinking, he touched the corpse.

Apart from the relics, I didn't touch anything.

Zhao Haoran passed away so suddenly, and his last words were all questions.

Xiang Yuan put away the relic, secretly thinking that his mission was accomplished. He slapped his forehead and was pleasantly surprised to find that although Zhao Haoran was in a hurry and was eager to go to Huangquan Road to take pictures and check in, he did leave something behind.

"This familiar feeling, I seem to have seen it somewhere..."

The road of disillusionment!
Good man!
(End of this chapter)