A shocking battle breaks out in Netherworld Land. If this battle is seen by outsiders, it will definitely cause shock in the entire Immortal Realm.
A monk who has not yet become an immortal is actually able to compete with an immortal.
Xie BenJun urged Immortal Dao Law to attack, and Jiang Ping An used the power of the five law fields to compete. The laws were intertwined and burst out with brilliant rays of light.
During the battle, Jiang Ping An's thoughts drifted to a long time ago. When he first entered Cultivation World, he thought that immortality was a very distant and unreachable goal.
Now, he can actually rival the Immortal.
Only he himself knows how much hardship he has endured and how many life and death crises he has faced along the way.
From a small village to the Immortal Realm, defeating the geniuses of the same level... Now, he can compete with ordinary immortals.
An indescribable feeling filled my heart.
The high fighting spirit is like a peerless sword, making Jiang Ping An more courageous as he fights. Even if his internal organs are broken, and even if Battle Soul Armor is shattered, his fists still keep punching.
Battle God Art, Thousand Refinements, Divine Feather Art, Slaughter Scripture, Devouring Heaven Demon Scripture... Various top-notch spells continue to write his legend.
"Bang~"
The immortal weapon Formation Banner in Xie BenJun's hand was completely decomposed and shattered into fragments. His whole face was full of horror.
I originally wanted to fight Jiang Ping An to scare the opponent away, but the opponent became stronger and stronger as they fought, which is the kind of progress that can be clearly felt!
"Give you one last chance to let me out, otherwise I will die with you!"
Xie BenJun roared wildly, and there was not much immortal energy left in his body.
He doesn't want to die, he doesn't want to lose his current status, he went through a lot of hardships to become an immortal, and he doesn't want to perish here.
Jiang Ping An had no expression on his face, waving his bloody fists and attacking wildly. The speed was getting faster and faster, so fast that Xie BenJun couldn't keep up with his rhythm.
"Little bastard! If you don't let me go, we will die together!"
Xie BenJun gritted his teeth and burned his life, using his life to exchange for energy. The scorching Fire Immortal Dao seemed to evaporate the entire sea of blood.
The fierce battle seemed to have no end, until the sky collapsed and the earth was shattered. The magical formation formed by Jiang Ping An also lost its effect and exploded.
Xie BenJun wanted to run, but Jiang Ping An tried his best to stop him.
If it were not Netherworld Land, Xie BenJun could absorb the energy of heaven and earth to maintain the battle, but there is not so much energy here, and the released energy has been swallowed up by Jiang Ping An.
As the battle continued, Xie BenJun, who was burning with life, became older and older, his body became rickety, his hair and beard turned white, and his skin became wrinkled.
An immortal can live forever, but it requires a lot of energy. Now, his energy is getting less and less.
"Haha~"
Xie BenJun suddenly laughed wildly, his laughter full of loneliness, "I wish I had worked hard all my life, but ended up like this."
"If you want to blame me, I blame you for going astray and insisting on using me to refine weapons."
"Wrong way? What wrong way? I'm just using you to refine weapons. What are those immortals who swallowed a Domain living being in order to survive? They are not enjoying the worship of countless living beings. There is no wrong way in this world, only winners and losers."
"Those things have nothing to do with me. If they didn't offend me, they would still kill me if they did."
Jiang Ping An waved his fist and hit Xie BenJun, consuming the opponent's energy.
Xie BenJun smiled in despair, suddenly gave up resistance and allowed Jiang Ping An's fist to hit him.
"Bang!"
The powerful force instantly lifted him into the air, and his whole body flew upside down at extremely high speed.
However, Xie BenJun, who was waiting to die, suddenly burned most of his life at this moment, burst out at extreme speed, penetrated the space, and rushed madly to the cliff where Netherworld Bow was forged.
Under the cliff lies Netherworld Fire.
This is another kind of Rule Power, full of evil power, but very powerful. There used to be many immortals who longed for this power and tried to absorb it. They eventually fell into evil ways and became Evil Demons driven by desire, and committed many murders.
The current Xie BenJun doesn't care whether he will become Evil Demons. If he dies, there will be nothing.
If you can survive becoming Evil Demons, what if you become Evil Demons?
Jiang Ping An's face changed drastically. He guessed the other party's intention and rushed over to stop him.
But it was still too late. Xie BenJun rushed into the Netherworld Fire under the cliff. He desperately activated his magic to inhale these Netherworld Fire into his body. His nose, mouth, ears, and all over his body were covered with black fire.
A pair of black flesh wings broke through the Daoist robe and grew out from behind. The body expanded rapidly, and the face underwent huge changes. The teeth became as sharp as a monster, and the eyes became dark, a bit like a monster.
The whole person's temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the evil and dark aura is disgusting.
This evil power is different from Demonic Qi in Jiang Ping An. It is more like a water source contaminated by feces, which makes people instinctively reject it.
Jiang Ping An dodged past, and his fists were like falling stars, hitting the opponent.
Xie BenJun The flesh wings behind him waved black flames to attack.
"Boom~"
The two collided, and Xie BenJun flew out, but Jiang Ping An's fist was stained with black flames. In just a moment, Battle Intent Armor was burned clean, and he could see the white bones.
Jiang Ping An's expression changed greatly, and he quickly activated Destructive Power to destroy the flame and prevent the body from continuing to burn.
"Haha~"
Xie BenJun opened his mouth and laughed wildly, and black flames rolled violently on his body.
"Want to kill me? Who do you think you are! Come on, keep fighting!"
With the energy replenishment, his condition has returned, and even, with the blessing of Netherworld Fire, he is stronger than before.
Jiang Ping An stared into the other person's eyes expressionlessly.
Xie BenJun didn't like the look in his eyes, "What are you looking at! If you can't kill me, I will kill your relatives and everyone around you!"
Jiang Ping An said indifferently, "You have been controlled by evil forces, and your spirit is no longer your own."
"Haha~"
Xie BenJun seemed to have heard some joke and laughed so hard, "You're teasing me to death. What are you farting on? Isn't my spirit my own or yours? Little bastard, do you want to fight me? If you don't want to fight me, get out of here!"
Even if he regained his energy, he didn't want to fight with Jiang Ping An.
Jiang Ping An said calmly, "What is the most painful experience in your life?"
"What nonsense are you talking about, you little bastard? You can really do ink. Go to hell..."
Xie BenJun was about to kill him when the scene in front of him changed. Jiang Ping An suddenly turned into an old man wearing a golden robe.
"Master... Master!"
Xie BenJun's eyes widened and he was in disbelief. How could Jiang Ping An become the master?
"Traitor, if you don't practice your weapons properly, what are you doing here!" the old man in gold robe shouted angrily.
"I'm here... yes, what am I doing here? Wait a minute, I seem to be fighting someone... Who are you fighting with?"
Xie BenJun seemed to have lost his previous memory, and his face was full of confusion.
The old man in gold robe punched Xie BenJun and knocked him away. He vomited blood and scolded, "If you don't refine weapons well, you will just be lazy. With this attitude, don't expect me to teach you advanced weapon refinement methods!"
Xie BenJun is submissive, lowering his head and not daring to look at his master. He is eager to refine weapons and has been studying hard. However, Talent is limited and cannot compare with those with backgrounds. He is scolded every day.
He has studied with his master for tens of thousands of years, but he still cannot learn his true skills. The other party refused to teach him his true skills and kept hiding them.
I really want to terminate the master-disciple relationship with him...
"Wait a minute! I have become an immortal! I have terminated the master-disciple relationship with this old man!"
"Illusion!!"
Xie BenJun suddenly recovered some memories, and it seemed that he was fighting a monk who had not become an immortal!
That guy actually hid Mental Power! Can cast illusions on him!