The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

"This kid is looking for death!"

Seeing that Zhan Nianchuan was still standing there without evading, the red-haired female cultivator was overjoyed and increased the spiritual power injected into the yellow giant ax.

She has great confidence in the power of her magical weapon, the Sky-Breaking Axe. Even a monk in the middle stage of foundation building will never be able to withstand her full-power axe.

This boy must die!

The next moment.

The giant ape puppet opened its mouth, and a white light beam shot out, meeting the golden giant sword that was slashing downwards.

And in front of Zhan Nianchuan, a huge earth-yellow shield with flashing spiritual light suddenly appeared, protecting him firmly inside.

Another mid-grade Xuan-level defensive weapon!

How many mysterious-level magic weapons does this kid have on his body?

But Zhan Nianchuan's methods didn't stop there. With a wave of his hand, five yellow-grade high-grade talismans flew up, and in an instant, five layers of defense were deployed in front of the giant shield.

After doing all this, Zhan Nianchuan ignored the giant ax and the sky-wide swords that crashed down on him, and instead slashed the ground on the right rear with his sword.

"No!"

Seeing this scene, the three of them all changed their expressions.

However, they had no time to react, so they had to desperately inject mana into the magic weapon, hoping to kill Zhan Nianchuan in one fell swoop.

The aura of the giant ax shone brightly and launched an unstoppable violent attack on Zhan Nianchuan.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"clang!"

Three loud blasts sounded almost at the same time, making people's ears ring, and a spiritual light flashed, illuminating the space more than ten feet around. A surging wave of air surged and dispersed in all directions, completely destroying the formation that had cracked a corner.

The big-nosed monk and three other people stood in the sky, surrounding Zhan Nianchuan with the force of their horns.

However, their faces were extremely ugly, and there was even a trace of hesitation and struggle.

The formation was broken.

This was their greatest guarantee of confidence, but it was destroyed by Zhan Nianchuan.

"How do you know where the formation's flags and formations are?" The big-nosed monk's voice was extremely bitter.

"The second-level mid-grade eight-door golden lock formation. Although I'm not too familiar with this formation, it's still very simple to break." Zhan Nianchuan answered lightly.

He looked at the three people with disappointed faces, sneered and continued: "If you hadn't been busy laughing at the guy who was killed by the monster just now, I might not have been able to find the location of the formation so easily."

The three of them remained silent, and the scene fell into silence.

"Boss Jiang, this kid is too troublesome. He is still unscathed. What should we do?" the red-haired female cultivator asked.

"Boss, I think this kid is at the end of his strength and should not have the strength to fight anymore. We can't give up easily." The sallow-faced middle-aged monk was obsessed with fighting Nianchuan's magic weapon. He was afraid that the big-nosed monk would retreat, so he hurriedly spoke out. persuade.

The big-nosed monk's mind was racing, thinking about how to deal with the current situation.

He was also jealous of Zhan Nianchuan's magical weapons and wanted to grab them all, but his reason told him that there was no way he could easily kill Zhan Nianchuan.

Now there is no large formation that can restrain Zhan Nianchuan's actions, and Zhan Nianchuan is almost invincible with the mysterious puppet and the shield with amazing defense beside him.

Not to mention that after successive attacks, more than half of the mana in his body has been consumed. If he takes action forcefully now, even if everything goes smoothly and kills the opponent, whether he can go back smoothly will be questionable.

But, it’s not impossible to give it a try now.

Making a plan in his mind, he took a deep look at Zhan Nianchuan, then grabbed Peng Lei's storage bag in the air, and said in a low voice: "Forget it, this kid is not simple, we can't fight him here. Knock, let’s go!”

"Boss, are you really letting this kid go?" The sallow-faced middle-aged monk looked surprised.

"You can stay and deal with him if you want. I'm optimistic about you." The middle-aged female cultivator said coldly and left with the big-nosed monk.

"But he knows how Peng Lei died. If he tells us, we can't bear the crime of stabbing a fellow disciple in the back." The sallow-faced middle-aged monk was still unwilling to leave empty-handed and tried his best to persuade him.

The red-haired female cultivator immediately paused, while the big-nosed cultivator hesitated for a moment, with a thoughtful look on his face.

This sentence touched them. If Zhan Nianchuan leaked what they had done, it would indeed be a big trouble.

Seeing that the two people were persuaded by him, the sallow-faced middle-aged monk was very excited, and tried his best to persuade the two people to stay and take action against Zhan Nianchuan:

"Boss Jiang, Sister Xu, if this kid hadn't had the help of this puppet and a lot of talismans, he would have died a long time ago. Let's just kill him here. We only need to wait for a moment, and he will soon be dead." You won’t be able to hold on.”

The big-nosed monk glanced at Zhan Nianchuan's unusually stable body-protecting aura outside his body, and secretly cursed his third brother for being a fool. His opponent was so wealthy, so how could he lack the means to recover? I'm afraid three of them will be killed by then.

So he turned serious and scolded the middle-aged monk, "This fellow Taoist is not a meddlesome person at first glance. How could he talk nonsense and not leave me quickly?"

Seeing that the middle-aged monk was still trying to persuade him, the big-nosed monk was speechless and didn't bother to explain anymore. He just took the red-haired female cultivator and flew away to the outer abyss.

The sallow-faced middle-aged monk had no choice but to shake his head when he saw this, glanced at Zhan Nianchuan with regret, and left after the two of them.

Only Zhan Nianchuan was left in the field, and the entire Devil's Abyss fell into darkness and silence.

"This guy is so powerful and scheming. He still wants to trick me, so let him get his wish." Zhan Nianchuan smiled coldly.

......

The entrance to the inner abyss.

The big-nosed monk and three other people were sitting with their backs to each other, and there was a transparent shield in front of them.

An empty bottle was thrown on the ground.

They held two high-grade spiritual stones in their hands and tried their best to restore their magic power.

"Boss, aren't we leaving? Why are we staying in this damn place?" The sallow-faced middle-aged monk didn't understand.

"Boss Jiang must have his own plans for doing things. Stop talking and just follow." The red-haired female cultivator obviously has great trust in the big-nosed cultivator.

"Haha, this kid came here to kill monsters. He is unharmed now and will definitely not be willing to leave empty-handed. And the fight we just had must have attracted many monsters. Once we leave, only What do you think will happen if that kid is left alone?" The big-nosed monk said with a faint smile.

The middle-aged male cultivator's eyes suddenly lit up and he stood up excitedly:

"He will definitely be killed by the monster. Even if he cannot be killed, he will definitely be severely injured!"