Chapter 1667

Although the immortality skill is evil and domineering, it is also exquisite. Chu Li wants to learn it not only for his own cultivation, but also for other considerations.

One is the Heaven Killing Sword. The mind of the Heaven Killing Art is likely to be related to the Immortal Art of Immortality. Without the Art of Immortality and Longevity, it is difficult to control the Heaven Killing Art. The other is his ambition and plan.

He sat on the top of the mountain to hide himself, observed the operation of the Immortality Kung Fu with the Great Circle Mirror Wisdom, and tried to operate it himself.

"Pfft!" He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

He shook his head and smiled wryly, it really wasn't that easy.

Many of the meridians experienced at the ninth level of the Immortal Longevity Kung Fu are blocked, and they are very delicate, and they are all fatal. If an external force hits them, they will be severely injured. If he hadn't had the Vajra Immortal Body, he would have been severely injured and fell to the ground in a short while , and even go crazy.

He frowned. It seemed that the Immortality and Longevity Kungfu needed to start from one layer and progress step by step, because the first few layers exercised these meridians separately, and even opened them up slowly through special techniques without being injured.

Without the first few layers, if he hastily practiced the latter layers, even if he has the Vajra Immortal Body, he will be powerless.

Shaking his head, he sighed, gave up and continued to practice, and the Kurong Sutra couldn't help.

Even if you use the dry glory meridian to restore yourself after being severely injured, it will still be the original appearance after recovery. These meridians still have not been opened, and you will continue to be injured. Repeatedly, there will be no change, and you cannot really practice the ninth level of immortality and longevity.

He pondered for a moment, his heart ready to move.

He had an urge to appear in front of Song Zhifan and force him to ask him about the technique of immortality, from the second floor to the eighth floor in one breath, and then practice it by himself. It must be easier.

As soon as he thought about it, he suddenly appeared and coughed lightly.

Song Zhifan was startled, the Immortality Kung Fu suddenly accelerated, slowly opened his eyes, his face changed suddenly: "Is it you?"

Chu Li smiled: "It's me. I haven't seen you for a long time. Why is Master Song so miserable?"

"Chu, how did you find me?" Song Zhifan frowned.

As a god, his position cannot be deduced, and the field of gods also restrains supernatural powers. Then how Chu Li found himself, this point must be clarified, otherwise there will be no peace in the future.

Chu Li shook his head and said, "Do you think the Tianshen Field can really restrain all magical powers?"

"Why not?" Song Zhifan snorted.

He desperately operated the Immortality Kung Fu to speed up his recovery, feeling desperate, the timing of this despicable and shameful guy's arrival was too fatal, and he had no strength to fight back now.

Besides, even if you have the strength to fight back, you may not be able to beat him.

The most important thing is that the golden crown that can block Chu Li's strange attack has been damaged. Once the gemstone is cracked, there is no possibility of repairing it. It is afraid that there is no way to fight back in front of Chu Li.

He has made up his mind to go, as long as Chu Li tells the reason, then he will run away first.

Chu Li said: "The leader of the Song Dynasty has a wide range of knowledge, he should have heard of the Tongwen Sutra, right?"

"Tong Wen Sutra?" Song Zhifan frowned and nodded slowly: "You have learned the Tong Wen Sutra?"

Chu Li nodded and smiled, "You have a scent that I sprinkled on you, and then, you should know."

"Sure enough!" Song Zhifan sneered.

Chu Li chuckled: "As long as you can find the leader of Song, it doesn't matter if you are mean or not. It seems that the leader of Song is so noble. Let's not say that the second child is the boss."

"What do you want?" Song Zhifan asked.

Chu Li said: "It's simple, hand over two things, and let Song leader leave."

"Will you let me go?" Song Zhifan sneered, with an expression of disbelief.

Chu Li nodded: "In fact, there are too many opportunities to kill you, you should understand."

Song Zhifan's expression changed slightly, and he fell silent.

He also felt that Chu Li was able to kill himself, but let him go, which is really unbelievable.

Chu Li said: "If you die, what will happen if the Heaven Killing Art is lost!"

"You want to get the Heaven Killing Art?" Song Zhifan said in a deep voice.

Chu Li said slowly: "As a man, which one doesn't want to kill a god like a chicken? Everyone has such a dream, right? ... How about it, Master Song, as long as you hand over the killing formula, I will let you go. It is not a threat, and there is no need to kill you."

"Hand over the Heaven Killing Art, and my life is gone." Song Zhifan sneered, "You think I'm stupid?"

Chu Li said: "Okay then, the next best thing is to hand over the power of immortality."

"Impossible!" Song Zhifan snorted.

Chu Li took two steps forward, getting closer to him, bringing a stronger sense of oppression.

As a god, Song Zhifan felt oppressed in the field of gods, as if facing a powerful spirit beast, knowing that Chu Li was stronger than himself, and now he was too weak to fight back.

As soon as he thought about it, he wanted to explode his left leg and get away.

Just when he thought of it, Chu Li flicked his hands lightly.

"Chi Chi!" Two bolts of lightning flashed, and his left and right legs left his body suddenly.

Chu Li shook his head and smiled, "Master Song, this trick has been used."

"You..." Song Zhifan gritted his teeth and stared at him.

Now that he has lost both arms and legs, he is still able to hold on, relying on internal strength, and the roots of the severed legs have already stopped the bleeding.

Chu Li said in a deep voice: "What is the mental method of the eighth floor?"

Dayuan Jingzhi clearly saw Song Zhifan's mind.

The skill of immortality and longevity has become Song Zhifan's instinct, and he doesn't need to think about it at all. The eighth-level mentality naturally appears in his brain, which is extremely clear.

Chu Li hummed: "What is the seventh level of mind?"

He didn't wait for Song Zhifan to think, and immediately shouted: "The sixth floor?"

"Fifth floor?!"

His words were as close as words, like overwhelming mountains and seas, without giving Song Zhifan a chance to react, he could only subconsciously flash them in his mind, which was enough to be branded by Chu Li.

...

"Second floor?" Chu Li was excited and shouted.

Song Zhifan looked at an idiot in his eyes: "Are you crazy?"

Chu Li didn't wait for him to speak at all, he just asked himself, and asked directly from the eighth floor to the second floor, as if he was hallucinating and talking to himself, which made him feel baffled.

Chu Li snorted and said, "Master Song, your golden crown is a treasure, right? What is it made of?"

"You want to know?" Song Zhifan smiled.

He made up his mind, he laughed loudly and said, "Dream!"

Chu Li frowned: "You still have such an attitude until now, do you want to die?"

"That's right, I just want to die!" Song Zhifan laughed and said, "My surname is Chu, I'm just unlucky, if not, you'd already be kneeling on the ground begging for mercy!"

Chu Li shook his head and laughed: "Do you think you can really get it right in Shiwan Dashan?"

"Hmph, one hundred thousand mountains!" Song Zhifan gritted his teeth.

If it was in the past, he would have dismissed it, thinking that with the help of Linghu Pill and Golden Crown, he could freely enter and exit the Hundred Thousand Mountains and become an inexhaustible source of strength for himself.

Who would have thought that the world would be difficult, that wishful thinking would not work, that these spirit beasts were so difficult to deal with, they could actually tell the difference between spirit tiger pills and gods!

Chu Li said: "Only you know the Heaven Killing Art?"

"Just give up." Song Zhifan sneered and said, "Do you really think there is nothing you can do to win me? Goodbye!"

His left eyeball exploded with a "bang" and then disappeared.