On the opposite side is ...... Immortal cultivator!!

He Shang's back was slightly cold, and his heartbeat accelerated slightly.

On the opposite side is an immortal cultivator, a high-ranking immortal, an immortal born in line with the way of heaven, and a god who has the means to reach the sky.

Although Mo Jue told himself that immortals could also be killed, He Shang still became more and more nervous.

In his world, immortals cannot be killed by mortals.

It is rumored that He Shang is told that the immortals can only be suppressed by other immortals, but they can never be killed.

As for mortals...... When the immortal speaks the law, he says "death". Mortals will be wiped out by boundless divine power.

This is the immortal, this is the immortal cultivator in He Shang's worldview.

Although he knew that these rumors had been exaggerated countless times, he still couldn't help but feel empty in his heart.

Facing the immortal cultivators in the state of being a mortal, and standing on the opposite side of the immortals as a mortal ant, this made He Shang's heart more and more nervous.

The other party is an immortal!

He Shang's palms were sweating, and he endured his violently beating heart.

Even if that demon pupil said many times that "immortal cultivators are ants", and repeated immortal cultivators many times, they couldn't get out of the category of "human", but He Shang still felt weak and nervous.

This is the yoke of the times.

He Shang is just a mortal, a mortal who has suffered many tragic misfortunes.

If it weren't for the end, he would still be an ant who survives in secret.

This is the truth of this deplorable world.

Even though it is mentioned countless times in the story that "immortals are to protect the people of the world" and "immortals are people of great virtue", ...... Is this the truth?

He Shang knew that immortals were cruel. Why did his home collapse? Why did his parents die?

All this made He Shang completely see through this sad world.

This is a sad and lamentable world where immortals are not like immortals!

But it's one thing to see through, it's another thing to resist.

The traces of the shackles of the times still remained in He Shang's body, making him feel uneasy in the face of this immortal.

He is a mortal, but on the other side is an immortal cultivator.

He Shang swayed his feet slightly, the soles of his shoes rubbing against the rough ground, and the sand rattled.

He looked at the immortal cultivator opposite, the fairy.

A very good-looking fairy, very much in line with the fairy sister in the story. But his heart is no different from himself.

I heard that immortals know Taoism.

He Shang cautiously turned his gaze slightly, and set his eyes on the charred corpse of the old man.

Needless to say, those fireballs in front of them must be the Dao method of the immortal cultivator, and this Dao method is also very powerful.

He Shang looked at the tragic corpse on the ground and observed its tragic condition.

Part of the body turns into black charcoal, which is where it is directly concentrated. The deceased's face was distorted and he suffered great pain before his death. With no hair at all and a pitch black body, this tragic situation silently speaks of the power of the Dao.

Is this the power of an immortal cultivator? You must not be hit by this kind of fireball!

He Shang looked at the tragic condition of this corpse and secretly made up his mind.

The female cultivator on the opposite side paused for a moment, as if the powerful fireball just now had caused her to consume a lot.

But she only took a slight pause. He Shang believed that soon that guy would condense the debut fireball again.

The man-eating beast was blocked by the immortals and fell into a difficult situation.

What to do?

He Shang asked himself, and he forced himself to calm down, intending to think of the best solution.

Time is pressing, and the immortal cultivator on the opposite side will not give himself time to think, so he must hurry up and deal with it.

Gritting his teeth hard, He Shang ran his mind and thought of a way to break the predicament.

Pondering, pondering, pondering, and then he drew the sword at his waist.

"I am a market ranger, an unknown person, who has the courage to ask the immortals for advice. ”

He Shang said this, and he looked nervously at the immortal opposite. At this time, a small fireball had already condensed in the hand of that immortal cultivator.

Although the fireball is small, it only takes a few moments to expand into a large fireball.

The power of the small fireball is unknown, but He Shang has seen the power of the big fireball.

The cold sweat behind his back has soaked through his clothes, and his palms are constantly breaking out in cold sweat. He Shang wasn't sure if his intentions would succeed, but he had no choice.

Fortunately, his plan seems to have succeeded.

I saw that the immortal cultivator paused slightly, glanced at He Shang with interest, and then said, "I want to marry my lover tonight." ”

She smiled, and then said, "Use your blood as a toast!"

The immortal cultivator dissipated the fireball in her hand and pulled out the sword at her waist.

Tang Yu smiled, this person trapped by love was looking forward to blood. Because Tang Yu is going to marry his lover tonight, and he can't afford to pay a glass of wine when he gets married.

Under Tang Yu's excited gaze, He Shang ...... Ran.

He had been planning for a long time, and took advantage of Tang Yu to draw his sword and ran into the alley.

He Shang ran away, and Tang Yu was furious.

The immortal cultivator looked at the fleeing figure, his face distorted. Tang Yu knew that he had been tricked, and the market ranger opposite didn't plan to fight to the death with him at the beginning.

However, Tang Yu also smiled. This immortal cultivator's natal beast pet is a giant dog, and although the giant dog is dead, it still has some special skills left.

For example, tracking.

............

(Hey, boy!! did you get your head into the cabbage soup? This is the spiritual root sent to the door! Linggen! This is the spiritual root!)

(I showed you the illusion, you should know!Without the spiritual root, you will become a monster sooner or later!)

Mo Jue was making a lot of noise, and it was very dissatisfied with He Shang's actions.

I knew it was a rare opportunity!

A beast stream immortal cultivator who was killed by the natal beast pet is still in the period of counterattack. Moreover, as a beast flow monk, most of the methods are slavery and auxiliary spells.

Such a good opportunity was let go? It can't stand it!

The end was noisy in He Shang's mind, but He Shang ignored it. Because he was too busy, too busy to escape.

Galloping through an alley and climbing over several walls, his vigorous movements reflect his extraordinary skills.

He Shang fled, and the end was noisy. After arguing for a while, the demon pupil in his mind suddenly became quiet.

(Hey, you're scared?)

The last one spoke, its voice screed, mocking and sharp.

He did not answer, because he was on the run.

The demon pupil didn't wait for its host's answer, so it continued to taunt in He Shang's mind.

(Na na, na, coward, I didn't find you this guy is a coward!hahaha, I didn't expect you guy to be a coward!, I just want to ask, if your sister knew that you were a coward, would ...... ）

"Is it shameful, is it shameful to be afraid?"

He Shang opened his mouth to answer the demon pupil, and he replied as he fled.

Receiving such an answer, Mo Jue smiled hideously, and then the demon pupil asked rhetorically.

(Isn't it shameful to be afraid?You are running away!You can kill that immortal cultivator.) Immortal cultivators are also afraid of being cut off, you only need a sword to cut off that guy's head!tsk, coward!)

"I want to ask, isn't it strange that mortals are afraid of immortal cultivators?"

This time it was the turn of the demon pupil to be silent, silent for a long, long time.

(Hahaha!ha!I'm stupid!Mortals should be afraid of immortal cultivators.) Haha, I'm such a stupid demon pupil. ）

The last one burst into a crazy laugh, and laughter bombarded He Shang's mind.

He Shang quickly climbed over a wall with his hands and feet, and then replied, "I know that I lack a spiritual root. But, I feel like I should use a sneak attack instead of a frontal fight. ”

After a pause, he remembered the immortal cultivators in those mythical stories and the powerful fireballs just now, and then said, "I am a mortal. ”

"And a mortal is destined to be unable to defeat an immortal cultivator. Give me some time, I'll fix it with sneak attacks and poisoning. ”

"Well, I've got to get a spiritual root. I know that. ”

The demon pupil did not refute or answer.

It knew that the immortal cultivator had rebelled due to the death of the natal beast pet, and his current strength was a big loss.

And He Shang is in the half-step qi training stage, and his body has been strengthened by the Demon Devouring Technique, and his strength is also strong.

If you calculate it carefully, He Shang's winning chance is not small.

Now, He Shang was trapped by his previous vision, thinking that "mortals can't defeat immortal cultivators head-on."

He was in no way going to correct him about this conclusion. Because there is no need.

The amber demon pupil opened from the back of He Shang's right hand and looked in the direction behind him.

It knew that He Shang could not escape.

Anyway, it will be a battle sooner or later, and when the time comes, the results of the battle will speak.

Mo Jue thought about it, although the spiritual root of that pseudo-Niang immortal cultivator was the worst, it was at least a spiritual root.

The spiritual root is what He Shang lacks now.