Wonderful Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1569: Facing the Old Monster

Chen Wanli had a jade axe in his hand and he chopped it down without saying a word.

A huge axe shadow appeared in the void, forcing the yellow sand storm of the formation to reverse, as if it could overturn the entire formation.

The physical body of Tai Sheng raised his arm and grasped the air casually.

Suddenly, the axe shadow was crushed in the air.

This has never happened in previous battles.

The oppressive feeling of facing the old monster in the form of a spirit is overwhelming.

Chen Wanli's figure retreated almost instantly and distanced himself from him.

"Mr. Li's physique and strength are both a little lacking, and he cannot bring out my full strength. This makes you mistakenly think that you can fight against the God Transformation Realm! But you don't know that the difference between the Nascent Soul Realm and the God Transformation Realm is like a chasm between heaven and earth!"

Dong Sheng's voice contained a hint of sarcasm.

"Haha, stop pretending. If we both stay here together, we don't know who will die first!"

Although Chen Wanli spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was full of mocking smile.

If this past life could really take me down easily, there would be no need to put on a good show of passing on the Dharma.

“Sometimes being smart is a disadvantage! This previous life did have some problems. Every time I take action, there will be endless troubles!

But since you destroyed Li Xiang's body, I can't care less about that!"

Dong Sheng sneered repeatedly.

Chen Wanli's face darkened slightly. It seemed that he had used too much of his ultimate move before escaping, and was "roasted" by Li Xiang?

Is it forcing the old monster to take me down at all costs?

Although he was not surprised to encounter obstacles here, he did not expect that Li Xiang's condition would be severely affected, forcing Dong Sheng to fight with him.

Originally expected, the old man would definitely take action in order to hold him back in the formation and let him be worn down by the formation for a while.

As long as he gets out of the third level of the formation, he will be controllable. After all, the old guy's previous life was not in good condition, and it is highly unlikely that he will be chased into the larger formation below.

Before going to Kunlun, Chen Wanli had guessed that the saint might not be so great and glorious, and there was also the possibility of a battle.

Chen Wanli's plan would be considered a success if he could deal it some severe blows and buy himself more time for development.

He never thought that he could actually kill a Divine Transformation cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage.

In this original plan, there was naturally a plan to directly face the attack of the old monster who had transformed into a god.

It was only after Cang Huajue's successful sneak attack that Chen Wanli came up with the idea of ​​taking advantage of the situation to avoid the battle.

Now that he couldn't take shortcuts, Chen Wanli naturally decided to fight, even though his attack just now was easily resolved.

But as he said, Dong Sheng refined Tai Sheng into his previous life, and there were many problems left over.

The biggest problem is that Tai Sheng is an old monster who is about to die. His body has long been unable to bear the burden, and he has been wasting years in the formation. Although he seems to be able to exert his full strength, in fact, the time he can burst out will definitely not be long.

As long as you can hold on for a certain period of time, you will definitely win.

It happened in a flash, and Chen Wanli's mind turned a hundred times in a moment. He retreated rapidly in the direction of the storm, and kept casting spells in his hands.

"Humph! Ridiculous ants!"

Dong Sheng sneered and stretched out his big hand, a huge palm, grabbing the storm vortex, countless yellow sands, and Chen Wanli's figure hidden in it.

Chen Wanli's figure couldn't help but slow down a bit, as if he was stuck in a quagmire and had difficulty moving.

The giant palm clenched hard in the void, and invisible pressure came from all directions.

The power of the formation was affected and began to attack Chen Wanli's body.

Chen Wanli endured this force forcefully and continued to perform magic spells madly.

"Ant, do you understand the difference? It is your blessing that I have chosen you and given you the opportunity to see the universe in your flesh! How dare you disobey me?"

Dong Sheng looked at Chen Wanli, who was almost unable to resist and was still making ridiculous hand seals, and couldn't help but sneer.

The pain and depression that Li Xiang's "next life body" was suffering seemed to be finally released at this moment.

Chen Wanli spat out a mouthful of blood again, but the seal in his hand had reached its final moment. He showed his white teeth and sneered:

"Old dog, you're done! I'm just an ant, but I just happened to know a little bit about battle tactics!"

Dong Sheng was furious, but at this moment, he felt a slight peculiar fluctuation in the formation.

The sandstorm, which was already raging, seemed to have intensified a thousand times at this moment.

An extremely ferocious force surged out from the entrance of the fourth floor.

Under the guidance of Chen Wanli, this force surged into the third level.

"Chen Wanli!"

Dong Sheng had just roared angrily when the third and fourth formations combined to produce extremely terrifying power.

It seemed as if it wanted to crush all the living things here.

Tai Sheng's body was already decayed, and this terrifying power far exceeded the power of Cang Huajue's infant body when it exploded.

I saw bloody marks constantly appearing on his body, and then slowly repairing itself.

It alternates between cracking and repairing, like a porcelain doll that is about to break at any time.

"Old dog! Die!"

An axe shadow fell violently from one side.

There was blood at the corner of Chen Wanli's mouth, and the Chaos Divine Shield on his body was running at its maximum, launching a fierce attack on Dong Sheng.

Even though he himself was being strangled by the power of the formation, the Chaos Dao Body, as a top-level Dao Body, showed certain advantages at this time.

Although he was also suffering from tremendous pain, his skin and flesh felt as if they were being cut by a small knife, and his internal organs seemed to be displaced by the impact.

But no matter how painful it is, the Chaos Dao Body can still endure it.

Unlike the corrupt Taoist body of Tai Sheng, it collapsed directly.

"Boy, you are cruel!"

Dong Sheng took the axe blow head-on and didn't even bother to fight back. He immediately fled towards the coffin.

For him, this coffin is both a tool of suppression and a treasure of protection.

But Chen Wanli seemed to be crazy at this time, spitting blood and swinging the jade axe continuously.

Loud rumbling noises continued to be heard.

In the formation, yellow sand kept penetrating the flesh like hidden weapons, the storm raged, and the violent energy of the fourth layer kept impacting.

There was also Chen Wanli's axe, chopping as if he was risking his life.

At this moment, Dong Sheng couldn't help but feel like retreating!

Are young people nowadays so reckless?

Chen Wanli's current posture seems as if he is eager to exchange his life for his!

"hateful!"

Dong Sheng threw out several spells, but they were all destroyed by the power of the formation.

At this moment, with the formation operating at double the speed, the spell attack seemed to have lost its effectiveness.

On the contrary, Chen Wanli kept swinging the giant axe in a primitive way, and the power of his body was released to the limit.

Bang bang bang!

Chen Wanli's axe kept hitting the coffin.

At first, the invisible energy on the coffin could still resist a little.

But soon, this energy was dispersed.

Watching the axe blade falling again and again, Dong Sheng finally seized an opportunity to attack.

But before he could make a move, the axe fell three times faster, chopping the side of the coffin and cutting it into pieces.