My Optimized Immortal Life

Upon hearing this, Chen Changsheng glanced at his fellow brothers who still had not dismantled the formation, then turned and headed in the direction where the black-robed foundation-building cultivator and the others had left.

At the same time, Yin Lingzi's words also reached his ears.

"These guys have been blocked by your sect's elders and are now engaged in a battle. There is a strong surge of mana, which must be from the black-clothed Foundation Establishment cultivator."

Chen Changsheng secretly thought that this was not good.

"Then I have to hurry. If I can't catch up, I'm afraid I won't even have a chance to pick up the body."

After he finished speaking, Chen Changsheng activated his magic, and two whirlwinds appeared out of thin air and wrapped around his ankles, which increased his speed. He was like a tiger in the mountains, walking through the forest and jumping over several hillsides in a few breaths.

Chen Changsheng climbed to a high place and looked out.

In the distant, endless green mountains and forests below, a small grey patch appeared. A terrifying aura of magical power resonated on the grey patch, stirring up green waves that surged endlessly.

This must be the elder.

Chen Changsheng practiced his skills, causing his almost stagnant magic power to gradually flow throughout his body. Only then did he break free from the Jindan-level magic aura and feel better.

Yin Lingzi whispered in his ear.

"Your elder's magical power is quite good. Even from such a distance, he was able to severely injure the Foundation Establishment cultivator. Only a few of the Qi Refining cultivators survived."

While listening to Yin Lingzi's words, Chen Changsheng stared at the gray spot intently.

With Chen Changsheng's eyesight, he couldn't see clearly what was happening with the gray spot. While watching, he cast a spell to enhance his eyesight and finally saw the whole picture.

There were several figures lying in the gray spot, one of them was half-kneeling. They were the black-robed monks who had ambushed the senior brothers before. However, the black robes on these people were already tattered, obviously caused by magic. Some scattered flames could be seen around them. These were the remnants of the magic, a third-level spell cast by the Jindan elder.

At this time, the Jindan elder was standing in mid-air, wearing a gray robe. Even though the wind was howling around him, he remained motionless.

The magic power belonging to the Jindan stage pressed down, causing the already seriously injured foundation-building cultivator to spit out large mouthfuls of blood, and his breath became even weaker.

Chen Changsheng frowned slightly as he watched this scene.

It was a good thing that the elders had intercepted these cultivators, as it meant that Chen Changsheng would know who was coming to attack this time, and he could then be on guard. However, this would not be profitable for him.

After all, it was a Jindan elder who took action. Even if these black-robed monks did not die, they would be arrested and interrogated to get clues.

Chen Changsheng's plan to get the black robe foundation-building storage bag failed.

"Haha, kid, don't worry, there is a Jindan cultivator hiding here. Look, he's taking action."

As soon as Yin Lingzi finished speaking, Chen Changsheng saw a bloody head rising from a forest not far away, and its bloody mouth opened and closed, as if it wanted to swallow the elder.

"There's actually a Jindan-level demon cultivator!"

The elder cried out in surprise, and in a hurry, a treasure wheel rose in his hand, and billowing flames burst out, sweeping over the bloody head, stopping its momentum. Seeing this, the elder moved his body and dodged the bloody head. Then the treasure wheel in his hand turned, and red-gold flames ignited around it, and the void distorted.

"Demon cultivators like you who practice the Blood Path are rare even in the Heavenly Demon Sect. Don't let me test your methods."

The elder snorted coldly, then threw out the treasure wheel in his hand, and the magic power of the Jindan stage was released wantonly, pouring into it, causing the red-gold flame to surge.

When the blood-red head saw this, blood flames ignited in its hollow pupils, making its entire body surge in blood color, but it seemed illusory. A figure also wearing a black robe could be vaguely seen in the center of the blood-red head.

The figure said nothing, his arms hidden in the black robe. He waved his sleeves, and the blood-red head with increased power came towards the elder.

boom! ! !

Chen Changsheng did not look at the battle between the two Jindan cultivators in the sky. As early as when Yin Lingzi said that there was another Jindan cultivator hidden, Chen Changsheng knew that his chance had come.

As he expected, because of the attack of the demon cultivator who had reached the Jindan stage, the black-robed cultivator who had been seriously injured before finally got some respite. He mobilized his remaining magic power and wanted to get away from the battlefield.

Although the elder wanted to stop him, a cultivator of the same level had taken action, so he had no time to spare and could only watch the black-robed cultivator escape.

However, after the black-robed foundation-building cultivator escaped, he detected the existence of Chen Changsheng. Seeing Chen Changsheng catch up with the black-robed foundation-building cultivator, he frowned.

Chen Changsheng was only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, yet he dared to chase after a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Even though the cultivator was seriously injured, he was still no match for a Qi Refining cultivator.

The magic power surged from the black-robed foundation-building cultivator, driving his body to fly rapidly into the distance at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, he had passed through several hillsides.

At this speed, unless Chen Changsheng has a flying boat, he will not be able to keep up.

However, Chen Changsheng was not in a hurry. Yin Lingzi secretly installed a tracking method on the black-robed foundation-building warrior, which allowed him to follow him all the time. Moreover, the black-robed foundation-building warrior was seriously injured and had little magic power left. He could only run a few dozen miles at most and then find a place to heal his wounds.

Chen Changsheng glanced at the sky behind him, which had turned into a mixture of red gold and blood due to the fight between the two Jindan cultivators. Then he retracted his gaze, took out a lotus-shaped flying magic weapon, stood on it, and continued to chase the fleeing black-robed foundation-building cultivator.

The surrounding mountains and forests were tall, green and lush, but in Chen Changsheng's eyes, he saw some residual traces of magic power in front of him, which changed direction from time to time and bypassed several mountains.

With the help of the flying magic weapon, Chen Changsheng's speed was much faster, but it was still not as fast as the escape speed of a foundation-building cultivator. After about half an hour, a lake appeared in front of him, and Yin Lingzi spoke.

"Okay, the seriously injured foundation-building cultivator is in the lake ahead. He has already spotted you."

Upon hearing this, Chen Changsheng suddenly paused, and the lotus-shaped flying magic weapon under his feet stopped. He swallowed his saliva, and his expression remained unchanged.

"Yin Lingzi!"

Yin Lingzi's laughter sounded beside his ears.

"Boy, it was you who wanted to kill this Foundation Establishment cultivator. You know that those who have established their foundation have already developed spiritual awareness, which is enough to perceive the surrounding situation. Moreover, this person is now seriously injured and weak, and is even more nervous. It is normal for him to be discovered by him."

Ignoring Yin Lingzi's words, Chen Changsheng looked at the calm lake in front of him, and the expression on his face gradually became solemn.

He slowly retreated, his magical power condensed but not released, his perception stimulated to the limit, exploring the movements around him.

His spiritual sense was warning him that there was an extremely obscure magical power hidden in the seemingly calm lake. If Chen Changsheng got any closer, the magical power would explode and put him in danger.

"The foundation is beneath the lake, and he's currently healing. The mana he left behind isn't very strong, but in my current state, it's difficult for me to attack him."

Yin Lingzi's words rang in Chen Changsheng's ears, making the latter's expression even more solemn.

Chen Changsheng did not say anything, but took out a large stack of talismans from the storage bag on his waist, looked at the lake below, and spoke.

"Yin Lingzi, twenty-three explosive fire talismans should be enough to break this magic blockade."