I traveled through time and space to become an immortal, but I died at the beginning

In the woods at night, bits of moonlight penetrate through the gaps between the leaves, giving the woods a glimmer of light.

But at this moment the forest was no longer shrouded in darkness, and a green light shone coolly and brightly on the treetops.

Under the green light circle, Lu Jia and the middle-aged man in the golden robe frowned, their eyes full of solemnity.

When Lu Jia saw the person coming, he exclaimed, "Xuan Kun! Your Excellency, this person is Xuan Kun."

The middle-aged man in the golden robe shouted, "Don't worry about anything else, just blast through this green light barrier and get out first."

Lu Jia didn't understand what was going on, but he understood it in his heart. He summoned a blue flying sword and shot it backwards. The blue flying sword transformed into three and hit the green barrier.

But it was directly bounced away by the green barrier. Lu Jia waved his hand, and the flying sword flew back. The three blue flying swords continued to bombard a point on the barrier.

Trying to open a gap first, the figure in golden robe stared at Xuan Kun.

He spoke coldly, his voice full of resentment, "You are Xuan Kun. I have been watching you for ten years, and you finally decided to come out."

Anyone who is suddenly sent to another's power and has to wait there cautiously for ten years would definitely feel resentful.

The life span of a Jindan cultivator is no more than 500 years, and ten years were wasted just like that. The envoy, who had no grudge against Xuan Kun, also felt the grudge.

Xuan Kun naturally understood this and sneered, "My dear little brother, you have investigated me thoroughly! You even checked out the people I came into contact with. It seems that you have completed the task that Yu Ling gave you very well!"

"Oh, by the way, why do you have such a resentful expression? The one you should resent is Yu Ling."

Hearing Xuan Kun talking about Yuling all the time to his own ancestor and asking him to resent the ancestor of his own sect, he wanted to do it, but he didn't have the courage!

He glanced at Lu Jia behind him and cursed him inwardly as a waste.

He then questioned Xuan Kun, "Who is your brother? Also, can't you tell the difference between our ages? Do you think you are worthy of calling me little brother?"

He raised his hand and touched his waist, and a giant black bird with three heads appeared.

Pang Xuan flew up into the air, but because of the green barrier, he could not fly out and could only fly at low altitude.

At the same time, a golden fork appeared in his hand, and he shouted at Xuan Kun, "You dare to call out the ancestor's name casually? Watch out."

The golden-robed envoy threw the golden fork in his hand at Xuan Kun at a rapid speed. The momentum was astonishing, and the powerful aura of the middle stage of the Jindan realm burst out.

Facing this attack, Xuan Kun smiled, clasped his hands together, and the Nascent Soul early stage magic weapon [Qingling Treasure Pearl] in the air emitted a green light and shot down, directly blocking Xuan Kun and stopping the golden fork.

Seeing this scene, the golden-robed messenger couldn't help but look up at the green orb above his head again, and an answer emerged in his mind.

"Nascent Soul-level magic weapons, two. He has two Nascent Soul-level magic weapons."

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he realized that as they were both in the middle stage of the Jindan stage, he could never be his opponent.

He recalled the magic weapon, turned around and shot an unparalleled golden storm past Lu Jia's ears.

The golden fork pierced into the point that Lu Jia had been bombarding continuously. The green light barrier was also cracked by this blow. Seeing this, the two of them smiled.

"It can be broken..."

Behind the two of them, Xuan Kun saw this scene with a cold look in his eyes.

He said coldly, "You two are, but I don't exist!"

"Lu Jia, you and my spirit beast go hold him back, I'll break him," the golden-robed messenger quickly arranged.

Hearing this, Lu Jia's face looked as if he had eaten shit, as if to say, "Me, me? Can I really do this?"

Seeing his expression, the golden-robed envoy snorted coldly, "Hmph, you can't break this formation either. Why don't you leave it to him for a while? After I break it, we can escape together."

After hearing this, Lu Jia nodded and rushed towards Xuan Kun.

Facing him was Xuan Kun's innate magic weapon, the Five Elements Flying Sword, which was already ready to be used.

Red and blue spiritual power burst out, cyclones circulated around the body, and two giant dragons circled on the sword.

A sword flew over.

Xuan Kun shouted, "Go to hell."

Facing this attack, Lu Jia activated and threw out several talismans that he had held in his hands in advance.

Several golden shield lights suddenly appeared in front of him, helping him to block this astonishing attack.

At the same time, to be on the safe side, the magic flying sword split into three and formed a blue sword formation in front of him.

With a "bang", Xuan Kun's attack hit the talisman shield light, directly shattering it into pieces, and finally hitting the blue sword formation.

Lu Jia was blasted directly onto the barrier with his sword. Seeing this scene, the golden-robed messenger frowned again.

I couldn't help but think, "Am I going to die here today? I won't accept this, I won't accept this!"

He grabbed Lu Jia with one hand and shouted, "Stop him now, or you and I will die here."

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Lu Jia looked in the direction of Xuan Kun. At this moment, Xuan Kun was being dragged by three black birds, but the bird looked like it was about to die.

He rushed forward again with his sword in hand, thinking, "I can't die. I still have a hundred years of life to enjoy, and the girls are still waiting for me. I can't die like this."

Suddenly, Lu Jia stopped flying forward, and his eyes were filled with red flames.

At this moment, Xuan Kun looked at the empty three-headed black bird and cursed in his heart, "This damn bird, although it is only in the Fake Dan realm, it is extremely annoying."

With one sword, he cut off the three flames ejected by the three-headed black bird. Just as he was about to dodge and kill the bird with his sword, he didn't expect that the three-headed black bird dodged and hid its whereabouts.

It was as if it had disappeared, and the Nascent Soul's consciousness could not lock onto it.

Xuan Kun couldn't help but wonder, "What a strange ability, is it a mutated spirit beast? Its hiding ability is so strong, is there any way to restrain spiritual consciousness?"

When Xuan Kun wanted to attack the golden-robed messenger, the three-headed black bird would unexpectedly spray flames or use spiritual wind blades to attack Xuan Kun.

"I really can't stand you anymore. The Nascent Soul-level magic weapon Qingling Pearl consumes too much energy. We need to fight quickly."

After thinking about it, he summoned the [Red Flame Furnace] again. As soon as the furnace appeared, red flames filled the sky and exploded directly around Xuan Kun.

The golden-robed messenger had just let go of Lu Jia's hand and was about to poke the green light barrier with his fork again when he suddenly felt a burning sensation on his back, as if he was in a place of magma.

Turning around, he suddenly became anxious, seeing that his spiritual beast, the three-headed black crow, was being burned by the red flames emitted from a huge cauldron.

No sound came out of the bird's beak, the black feathers on its body had been ignited, and its three heads drooped weakly as it fell from the sky to the ground.

In a while, it may be cooked and become a roasted black fish.

The golden-robed messenger suddenly shouted, "No, Sanmao, don't die, survive! Aren't you very good at hiding? Survive!"