Traveling through the Immortal Cultivation World: I Use Solar Energy to Cultivate

Yin Chengmu swallowed a drop of spiritual liquid with heartache. As soon as the spiritual liquid entered his body, it turned into strands of pure spiritual power, which quickly spread throughout his meridians. He clearly felt that the recovery speed of the spiritual power in his body had increased significantly.

This magical effect made a hint of greed flash in his eyes, and at the same time, he became more and more determined to kill Aoki.

He urged the flying sword with all his strength. The flying sword shone brightly and made a whistling sound. Like a ferocious dragon, it launched fierce attacks on Wang Bin's shield again and again.

Wang Bin felt a sinking feeling in his heart when he saw this. He knew that the negotiation had failed, although he was not sure where the problem lay.

At this time, he could feel that more than half of the spiritual power in his body had been consumed. He frowned, hesitated for a moment, and ultimately did not take out the spiritual liquid.

He knew very well that the longer he delayed, the more disadvantageous it would be for him. It seemed that he had no choice but to take a risk and gamble.

He didn't want to reveal his cards too early unless it was absolutely necessary. If it really didn't work, he would take the spiritual liquid and slowly consume the opponent.

Wang Bin quietly injected spiritual power into the flying sword, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

Taking advantage of the brief moment when Yin Chengmu had just finished his attack and was accumulating strength, he suddenly controlled the flying sword and stabbed it towards Yin Chenmu's head.

The flying sword was like an arrow shot from a bow, carrying a sharp momentum. In the blink of an eye, it flew to a place only one meter away from Yin Chengmu's head.

Wang Bin was delighted, as if he had seen the dawn of victory. However, at this critical moment, the flying sword seemed to hit an invisible wall and stopped abruptly.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

Seeing this, Yin Chengmu laughed so hard that tears almost came out. He looked at Wang Bin, who was confused, with his eyes full of ridicule and pride.

He stretched out his hand without any hesitation, and the flying sword flew back into his hand.

He activated his spiritual power, and the flying sword instantly shone brightly. It flew towards Wang Bin again and slashed fiercely on his ice shield, making a crisp sound of impact.

"Brother Qingmu, this low-grade spiritual flying sword is a gift from me. It bears my spiritual imprint. You didn't even bother to erase it and refine it anew. How foolish! You must learn this lesson in your next life."

As Yin Chengmu spoke, he continued to launch a more fierce attack on Wang Bin.

Wang Bin was speechless. He actually knew these common sense, but too many things happened today and he forgot about them due to negligence. Besides, he really didn't have time to deal with this flying sword before!

He just got this flying sword today. Since then, he has been busy and has no time to refine it.

Unexpectedly, this flying sword could become a means for the opponent to deal with him. It was really hard to guard against.

He cursed in his heart, thinking that Yin Chengmu had bad intentions from the beginning. His name really suited him, and people with the surname Yin were not good people.

The world of cultivating immortals is really too dangerous, and it is full of crazy people who will do anything to achieve their goals.

During the battle with Yin Chengmu, Wang Bin had been holding a medium-grade spirit stone, trying to absorb the spiritual power in it to replenish his own consumption.

However, the speed at which the spirit stone replenished his spiritual power was far behind the consumption in battle, and he could feel his spiritual power decreasing rapidly.

However, all this was still within his expectations.

He resisted the urge to take the spiritual liquid, controlled the ice shield, and slowly retreated, pretending to run away.

Of course, he also hoped to get rid of the gloomy eyes. If the other party did not chase him, that would be even better.

Unfortunately, Yin Chengmu would never let him go. Seeing Wang Bin trying to run away, he immediately guessed that the other party's spiritual power was insufficient.

He was delighted and hurriedly increased the intensity of his attack while chasing, and streams of spiritual power blasted towards Wang Bin like raindrops.

Suddenly, Wang Bin in front stopped. He looked at Yin Chengmu seriously, took out his medium-grade magic flying sword from his storage bag, and his eyes revealed a determination to face death.

He said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Yin, I have gone from being a helpless casual cultivator to building a foundation. The hardships and difficulties I have experienced are far beyond your imagination.

I have a secret method that will hurt both of us. Once I use it, you will definitely die, but my life span will also be shortened by twenty years, and my vitality will be severely damaged. By then, I will most likely not be able to escape from this monster mountain range.

So, I've been holding back and not using it. Now, my spiritual power is only enough for me to perform this secret technique. How about we just call it a day today?

I don't want to die. You live such a carefree life, why do you have to fight me to death?"

After saying that, Wang Bin stared at Yin Chengmu closely, his eyes full of warning.

Yin Chengmu was indeed shocked when he heard Wang Bin's words.

He remembered that his father had once warned him that unless necessary, he should never make mortal enemies with others, especially those cultivators who had cultivated from casual practitioners to the foundation-building and golden elixir stages. Most of them had some unconventional life-saving skills.

Now that Qingmu has been forced into this desperate situation, if he really uses his secret technique regardless of the consequences and drags himself to death, he will suffer a great loss.

However, when his eyes swept over Aoki's equipment again, the doubts in his heart instantly dissipated.

He thought to himself, if Qingmu really had some amazing abilities, how could he be in such a miserable state? He was already in the middle stage of foundation building, yet his entire body was still equipped with a set of magical instruments, not even a top-grade magical flying sword.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated. A hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he launched an attack with all his strength again, and the attack was even more ferocious than before.

Seeing this, Wang Bin felt helpless and secretly groaned. He had almost fooled the other party, so why did something go wrong again?

Having come to this point, he no longer hesitated, mobilized the remaining spiritual power in his body, and tried his best to make his voice solemn and grand, chanting loudly:

"The Heaven is Round and the Earth is Square"

I write now, Ten Thousand Ghosts Hiding

Second stroke of the ancestor's sword, please move the gods

Mobilize the heavenly soldiers.

Three strokes kill the evil spirit, what ghost dares to see it?

"Zhu Xian!!"

As Wang Bin chanted, the air around him seemed to become heavier, and a mysterious force seemed to be gathering.

Wang Bin took out a low-grade magical flying sword from his storage bag without hesitation and slashed it towards Yinchenmu's head.

He quickly put away his shield, stepped on the flying sword, turned around and fled desperately into the distance.