889: C889 The Life Talisman Showed Its Power

C889 The Life Talisman Showed Its Power

"Hehe! The power is not bad, but the sword qi without sword intent, you still want to hurt me?"

The Death Ground Spirit didn't retaliate, but stood on the spot and pointed.

To him, the two humans in front of him were like two ants, wanting to injure him was just daydreaming.

As the spirit of the land, his existence carried the destiny of Heaven and Earth. There were very few things in the world that could hurt him. It was basically impossible for a peak Nascent Soul Stage cultivator to hurt him.

As for Zhao Feng, he was sorry. He didn't put a peak Nascent Soul cultivator in his eyes, let alone a mere mid Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Facing such a deadly spirit, the young cultivator had no choice. Sword intent, that thing hadn't appeared for many years.

Now, many of the young cultivators even thought that sword intent existed only in legends. When he was young, he had seen an expert with sword intent. He clearly knew how far away he was from the other party.

"Even if I don't have sword intent, I can still hack a beast like you to death."

Following this, the long sword in his hand seemed to emit a hundred thousand feet glow. Raising his hand, streams of sword Qi flew out from his long sword and slashed at the Spirit of Death.

Hundreds of streams of sword Qi could easily take the life of a Golden Core Realm Cultivator. The Qi of Death seemed to be affected as well.

The body that had turned into a human was completely destroyed.

Seeing this, the young cultivator let out a sigh of relief. This way, it should be useful!

However, before he could completely release his anger, a shocking scene happened. The spirit of death that had been scattered was once again condensed in front of the two of them.

"Alright, I've had enough fun. Now, I'll send you on your way! Right, I'll send you on your way! That little fellow, will you be my dead apostle? "From now on, you will not die?"

The Spirit of Death looked at Zhao Feng. It was hard for him to find an apostle who was walking in the mortal world.

Most of the creatures that were born did not have intelligence. Even if a small number of creatures with intelligence were born, most of them would not listen to his commands.

If he wanted to expand the death zone to more places, he could only transform into a human and become his apostle.

Therefore, it didn't matter if Zhao Feng's cultivation was slightly lower. As long as he became his apostle, he had plenty of ways to increase Zhao Feng's cultivation.

"Undying?" Zhao Feng looked at the Spirit of Death.

"What? Do you have any questions?" The Spirit of Death looked at Zhao Feng.

"If my guess is correct and I became your apostle, I would be considered dead. What about immortality? "

That blood-colored skeleton should be the apostle of the Spirit of Death. That thing doesn't seem like a living thing.

Hearing Zhao Feng's words, the Spirit of Death smiled. "That's right. After transforming into my apostle, you are indeed a dead person. " However, this will depend on how you define it. "

Speaking up to this point, he deliberately glanced at the young cultivator in front of Zhao Feng. Obviously, he didn't give up on this possibility of becoming his apostle's peak Nascent Soul.

"Normally speaking, the definition of death for you humans is to lose your consciousness and no longer be able to move until you turn into bones. However, after becoming my apostle, none of these things exist. It's just that you are no longer afraid of pain and pain. You are no longer afraid of the troubles of time."

Hearing these words, Zhao Feng was stunned. If this was the case, he would have become the apostle of death. It seemed like there were only benefits and no disadvantages.

Since then, there was no longer a limit to one's lifespan. In times of danger, one could even summon the spirits of death directly. Thinking about it, it seemed like it was not bad at all.

As if seeing Zhao Feng's heart moved, the young cultivator harrumphed coldly. "What do you know? "If all of the Underworld is turned into death, you will be able to live. At that time, how many people will be left in the Underworld? "If you don't have the desires of ordinary people, can you still be called a person?"

You don't need to eat, you don't need water, and you don't even love separation. All the desires of a person don't exist in the bodies of the undead apostles.

The original sin of a person. The original sin in a person's body was indeed something bad, but one could not deny it. Without those things, People are not human anymore.

If people had no desire, what was the difference between them and stone statues?2

Zhao Feng couldn't help but shiver when he thought of how he was going to become that kind of existence and become a tool that only knew how to carry out orders.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior."

Zhao Feng said to the young cultivator.

The young man snorted but didn't say anything.

"You all are courting death."

Seeing that both of them had rejected him, the Spirit of Death became furious. Boundless death Qi gathered behind him and crushed towards the two of them.

"Senior, you said before that you could use your life force to kill the death Qi, is it still possible now?"

Zhao Feng couldn't help but ask when he saw this scene.

The young cultivator frowned. The long sword in his hand disappeared in the air. In the next second, a huge sword light covered the young cultivator in the sky, preventing the death Qi from infecting him.

However, this was only temporary. Under the corrosion of the death Qi, the sword light created the Cheng De barrier was sizzling. It seemed that it wouldn't be able to last much longer.

"Using life force to wear down the deathly aura? Humph! But so what? Do you know how much life force is needed to whittle away these things? "Even if I add up to a hundred of them, I'm not qualified. Let's not talk about you anymore."

The young cultivator almost squeezed out these words from his teeth. It was obvious that he was having a difficult time.

At this moment, a green life force appeared and began to wear down the surrounding deathly aura.

The young cultivator was stunned. He looked behind him and saw that Zhao Feng was holding a talisman in his hand and continuously activating it.

Zhao Feng didn't activate any talisman, but the life force coming from his body became stronger. By the time he finished activating all the talismans in his hand, the life force had already formed a small circle.

It was now on par with the death energy.

"Well done. I will protect you. The two of us will rush out."

The young cultivator was overjoyed when he saw this scene. He had never imagined that Zhao Feng would actually have such an ability. This allowed him to see the hope of leaving.

"All of you are dreaming. Stay here!"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Feng didn't say anything, but the Spirit of Death became anxious. With a wave of his hand, a thick aura of death that was about to turn into liquid rushed towards the two of them.

This was his territory. If he was here, he wouldn't be able to take down a Nascent Soul or a Foundation Establishment cultivator. How could he, as a Spirit of Death, maintain his face?

Seeing this, the young cultivator waved his hand and unleashed a stream of sword Qi. He wanted to block it, but the moment the sword Qi came into contact with the death Qi, it quickly withered and withered.

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