Chapter 551: Longevity: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 551 Caught and Exploded

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

If this person is truly a Nascent Soul True Person, then with their strength, crushing the Wan Family's three treasure ships would be child's play; they wouldn't waste so much time.

The reason they're doing this must be intentional.

At this moment, the Azure Dragon Hand's dragon scales had covered the entire Shuilang Bi, and the Golden Cores of the Wanhui Ship's Water Spirit Root cultivators were trembling violently, with the rate at which their internal magic power was being drained increasing more and more.

On the other side, the White Tiger Hand seemed to have finished brewing; the crimson thunder light in its palm grew increasingly violent. Just as it reached down, before it had even fully descended, the rainwater around the three ships below had already been vaporized into vast white mist, and even the bronze beast heads of the Wanbao Ship were scorched until they glowed red, as if about to melt.

Wan Niang could no longer remain calm and hurriedly ordered: "Wanbao Golden Shield, Wan Gui Yin Qi Barrier, Wanhui people, reinforce the water patterns!"

Before the words had finished, the White Tiger Hand had already approached and suddenly reached down.

There was no earth-shattering roar, only a suffocating wave of scorching heat spreading out.

The crimson thunder light transformed into five thunder-fire claws, directly striking the defense jointly erected by the three ships.

The gilded shield sacrificed by the Wanbao Ship had just touched the thunder-fire when black smoke "hissed" from its surface; the shield surface, empowered by the Jin Law, melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, like wax scorched by a branding iron.

The Yin Qi Barrier gathered by the Wan Gui Ship was even more vulnerable; the thunder-fire claws pierced it with a single poke, and the dense chains were instantly burned to ash.

The cultivators of the Wanhui Ship frantically channeled their magic power to continuously repair the Shuilang Bi, but as soon as they touched the heat wave, they were vaporized into nothingness.

"Can't block it!"

"Absolutely can't block it!"

"This person is definitely not a Golden Core True Person!"

A purple-robed cultivator on the Wanbao Ship hurriedly spat out a mouthful of blood essence, vainly attempting to reinforce the golden shield, but the thunder-fire claws had already penetrated the shield surface and viciously grabbed onto the ship deck.

The next second, five zhang-deep burnt pits were gouged into the deck; the thunder-fire spread along the pits toward the ship's bottom, and the fragile wooden structure "crackled" as it immediately burst into roaring flames.

Several cultivators who hadn't managed to dodge were entangled by the thunder-fire; before they could react, they were burned to ashes.

The joint defense of the three ships, under a single strike from the White Tiger Hand, was actually as fragile as paper.

Things having come to this, the confidence on Wan Niang's face vanished completely; she hurriedly turned toward the direction of the Wan Gui Ship, bending over as she pleaded: "Ancestor, I can only ask you to take action!"

Others followed suit, even kneeling: "Laozong, if you don't take action now, it will be too late!"

Inside the cabin of the Wan Gui Ship, a hunched figure slowly walked out; their steps seemed slow, but in the blink of an eye they had arrived on the deck.

The onlookers watching the show, especially Xu Zhangqing and the others, observed carefully.

It was an old man with white hair, surrounded by spiritual light woven from pale green and emerald green; on the space between his eyebrows was a faint water pattern.

Su Jinli suddenly realized: "One of the Wan Family's Nascent Souls, the oldest Wan Fu Zhenjun!"

This person could be considered a half-legendary figure.

Originally just a mediocre Golden Core, unexpectedly at the end of his life he broke through to an Inferior Nascent Soul, forcibly extending his lifespan by several thousand years.

But in the end, he couldn't continue this legendary life.

Everyone thought he was dead, unexpectedly he was still alive, and moreover stayed inside the Wan Gui Ship.

Yu Shi nodded slightly: "I've also heard of this person; he indeed has some ability."

Talent, comprehension, and luck are said to be quite ordinary.

But among the Wan Family, this person lived the longest.

Xu Zhangqing exchanged glances with Hu Bugui and Zhao Ziyue, then mused: "No wonder Wan Niang is so fearless; indeed there's still a hidden card."

But can an Inferior Nascent Soul manage it?

It's not that he looked down on this Wan Fu Zhenjun.

First, this person is too old, and his magic power loss must be severe.

Second, judging from the level of that person from the Longhu Immortal Sect above, he probably hasn't used his full strength.

Of course, only after fighting will the result be known.

Golden Core Stage: beginning to contact and master the laws of heaven and earth.

Nascent Soul Stage: using law power to cultivate a powerful Dharma Aspect.

Now let's see which of these two Nascent Souls can ultimately prevail.

Wan Fu Zhenjun leaned on a withered wood staff; the water droplet at the top of the staff was still trembling slightly, his voice hoarse but carrying an undeniable majesty: "Dragon... Sir, you are truly too presumptuous!"

He raised his hand and waved; the water droplet at the top of the staff instantly transformed into a water curtain a hundred zhang wide, from which countless emerald green vines emerged, the vines winding toward the Azure Dragon Hand and White Tiger Hand to entangle them.

This is one of the laws: Water Generates Wood Flourishing.

Anyone who reaches the Nascent Soul Stage plays with the mutual generation and restriction of laws; every move is not inferior to Earth-rank spells.

This move traps and kills enemies, but just as it touched the Azure Dragon Hand, the vines seemed to have their vitality drained, instantly withering.

At this moment, a mocking voice came from the dark clouds: "Old Wan Ghost, hiding for so many years, you're finally willing to come out."

As soon as the words fell, the Azure Dragon Hand suddenly turned; green light surged in its palm, actually directly sucking in those withered vines along with the water curtain.

Wan Fu's expression changed slightly; just as he was preparing to counterattack, the White Tiger Hand suddenly descended.

The thunder-fire claws condensed from crimson thunder light came straight at him; in a hurry, Wan Fu struck his staff down at his feet, and wherever there were wooden structures on the Wan Gui Ship, dense green vines immediately sprouted, like a vast forest rushing into the sky, even briefly obscuring the rain curtain.

To be honest, this move indeed blocked the White Tiger Hand's powerful attack.

Next, the water pattern on Wan Fu's forehead automatically controlled the surrounding water vapor, then with himself as the center, transformed it into endless nourishment, causing the number of vines not only to increase more and more, but finally to reach the extent of covering the sky and blocking the sun.

At this moment, they were no longer vines, but more like thousand-year giant pythons.

Obviously, Wan Fu not only wanted to defend, but also to counterattack.

Regardless, as a Nascent Soul True Person, he couldn't allow others to insult him.

The person in the dark clouds, seeing this, mocked: "Old Wan Ghost, you're still the same as ever, afraid of death and clinging to life your whole life."

"Very well, I'll send you on your way today!"

The Azure Dragon Hand's light soared, and the moment it touched the vine giant python, it began devouring Wood Attribute Spiritual Energy.

The thick vines withered yellow in an instant, and even the vitality catalyzed by water vapor was pulled surging into the Thunder Hand.

The White Tiger Hand's light soared, rising from over a dozen zhang to over thirty zhang, like a flying big mountain.

Red Thunder Light transformed into Thunder Fire sweeping across the vines; these things ignited on contact with fire, the charred smell quickly spreading, even vaporizing the surrounding water vapor into white mist.

The vine sea covering the sky and blocking the sun was melted open with large gaps in a blink.

Wan Fu saw this and was horrified: "You... you are a Superior Nascent Soul!"

At this moment, his Body magic power was restless, the flowing water pattern on his brow Even More trembling nonstop.

But it wasn't over yet; the Azure Dragon Hand clenched into a fist, the White Tiger Hand grasped into a Claw, striking down together at Xia Fang.

Wan Fu's Flesh Body fundamentally Cannot Block, instantly turning into mush.

Forced by circumstances, he could only escape his own Inferior Nascent Soul.

It looked semi-transparent, without facial features, like a lonely ghost.

Result: the next second it was Tightly seized by two Thunder Hands, azure light and Red Divine Ring exploding with dual-colored Thunder Light, transforming into an Azure Dragon swimming, White Tiger roaring.

The momentum was terrifying, like heaven collapsing and earth splitting.

Wan Fu's Nascent Soul let out a heart-rending howl: "Ah!"

Then, under the personal witness of countless people, "Bang!" it was grabbed and exploded alive!