Immortal Space

After listening to the report, Liang Tan thought for a while and made a decision.

I feel that with my own strength, I can completely eat this immortal business firm knot.

No matter how strong the other party is in other cities, but now the major forces cannot communicate with each other, even if he destroys it, even if the other party has strength, they will not be able to survive now.

Moreover, as a Golden Core cultivator, he had never heard of such a firm, and he thought it might not be a real big firm.

It's a pity that most of the disciples in the clan were transferred to the front line to participate in the battle against the monsters. Now there are only a few foundation-building monks left in the clan.

It seems! I can only do it myself, Liang Tan sighed.

When Liang Tan was about to attack the Xiandao Trading Company's base outside Qingxu City, for some reason, the news leaked out.

Many people who originally had thoughts about Xiandao Trading Company knew about it, even Liu Changsheng knew about it.

Therefore, when Liang Tan set off from Qingxu City, a group of monks followed him far away.

Although these people only have a foundation building cultivation base, they all think that others will eat meat, and they will follow behind, so they may also be able to drink soup.

Liang Tan didn't care much about the monks behind. Anyway, no one would dare to compete with him for the spoils.

And with such a group of people following, there might be other uses for it by then.

After Liang Tan arrived at the base of the Immortal Dao Trading Company, he saw that the big Chen here had already opened, so he flew directly over the big formation, unleashing the mighty coercion of a Golden Core cultivator, and shouted to the bottom:

"Listen to the people of the Immortal Dao Trading Company below, you are limited to come out and surrender within three breaths, otherwise when the formation breaks, you will be killed without leaving any traces."

The response from below was to shoot a few arrows in twos and threes. When the arrows flew near Liang Tan, they were already at the end of their strength. When he swept them away with his big sleeve, they all fell down.

"Hmph! I don't know what's good or bad!"

Liang Tan snorted coldly, then lowered his body, ready to attack the formation.

And when his figure landed on the edge of the formation, suddenly countless black vines rolled towards him at the same time.

These vines are as big as a bucket, and as small as a thumb. There are many long wooden thorns on them, which look very hideous.

"Small tricks!"

Liang Tan opened his mouth, and out of his mouth flew out an inch-long knife with a cold light.

After the knife flew out, it instantly grew to three feet long, flying around his body, chopping off countless tiny vines.

The Foundation Establishment monks who followed him from a distance, when they saw the knife flying out, they all moved back involuntarily.

Although watching the excitement is not afraid of big things, it would be bad if you accidentally hurt yourself. The power of the magic weapon is unstoppable in the foundation building period.

Some well-informed monks acted as commentators at this time: "This is the magic weapon of the ancestors of the Liang family. Formation is effortless at all.”

"If I were a cultivator in this base, I would definitely surrender now, and then give away all my possessions, so that there might be a way to survive."

The cultivators watching the battle should pat the Jindan cultivator's flattery at the right time to make a good impression. As long as the other party is in a good mood and has something on hand, that's enough.

"That's right, the power of the golden core is something that a foundation-builder monk can stop." Another monk echoed.

But at this moment, the monk watching from a distance found that Liang Tan suddenly stopped, as if he was thinking about something and lost his mind.

"Old Ancestor Liang is indeed a bold man of high skill. He is still distracted at this moment, and he doesn't pay attention to his opponent at all... eh?"

The monk hadn't finished speaking when he saw that Liang Tan had already been bound by vines because of the reason why he paused just now.

What's happening here? This cultivator only finished half of the flattery, and Old Ancestor Liang was trapped. You should hold on for a while, so that he can finish the flattering, wouldn't you?

When Liang Tan woke up from the illusion, there were already countless vines wrapped around his body.

Moreover, the countless wooden thorns on the vines pierced into his muscles, and at this moment they were crazily absorbing the mana in his body.

Liang Tan was furious!

His majestic Jindan Patriarch, under the watchful eyes of everyone, actually followed the Tao of the younger generation. If this news gets out, how will he gain a foothold among the monks of the same level in the future?

He immediately summoned the cold light knife, ready to cut off all the devil vines wrapped around his body.

Every time these vines wrapped around his body, he felt more humiliated.

At this moment, dozens of spiritual weapons flew out from the formation below, and all rushed towards the cold light knife.

However, this magic weapon of Cold Light Saber was indeed extremely sharp, and those spirit weapons that intended to block it were chopped into two pieces by it one after another.

This scene made the monks who were watching the battle from a distance heartbroken. These are all spiritual weapons.

Every time one is cut off, it is at least equivalent to tens of thousands of spirit stones. Even if there is a spirit stone mine at home, I would not dare to waste it like this.

Of course, among the monks watching the battle, some people also noticed another aspect, "There are dozens of spiritual weapons sacrificed here. Doesn't that mean that there are at least dozens of foundation-building monks inside!"

"It's too insidious. There are dozens of Foundation Establishment monks, but it often appears that there are only a dozen of them."

Among the monks who were onlookers, someone once had the idea of ​​​​this base, and wanted to gather some people to attack.

Seeing this scene now, I secretly broke into a cold sweat for myself.

Although the Cold Light Knife is sharp, it is not really as easy as cutting tofu if you want to cut off the spirit weapon. Now being besieged by dozens of spirit weapons also greatly affects the speed of its return.

But now, Liang Tan was being entangled more and more tightly by those vines. After absorbing the mana in his body, the vines became more entangled, as if they had taken some tonic medicine.

At the same time, after the toxin in the wooden thorn entered his body, his mana became more and more blocked, and his body became less and less responsive.

Therefore, the cold light knife, which was trying to chop off the spiritual weapon in the air, became slower and slower, and gradually, it was really trapped by a group of spiritual weapons.

When the number of these spiritual objects was insufficient, dozens of spiritual objects flew out from the base below, and these spiritual objects surrounded the cold light knife at the cost of being destroyed.

This time, he heard that a powerful enemy was coming, so Wang Hong specially planted many more devil vines around the base, and this time the plants were all third-tier devil vines that were more than a thousand years old.

In the beginning, Liang Tan could be seen struggling with the entanglement of devil vines, but later on, the frequency of struggling became less and less.

The movement of the cold light knife became more and more sluggish, like an old man in his twilight years.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator watching the battle from a distance had no idea why the result turned out like this. The dignified Golden Core cultivator had already lost without seeing what the enemy looked like until now.