Mythical Cultivation

Chapter 383 Survival from a narrow escape

Liu Qingquan thought that with his strength and status in the middle stage of foundation building, it would not be difficult for him to obtain such a pill, but the pill was too rare, so he did not have it on him.

As for whether Wu Ming would get it, he was not sure.

Thinking of this, Liu Qingquan frowned even more tightly.

Liu Qingquan had actually heard a little about the secret technique that could improve strength.

In their Qingyun Sect, there is a secret technique that can greatly improve one's strength in a short period of time - the self-sacrifice technique.

However, this secret technique is not something that ordinary inner disciples can easily access. Only those who are true disciples or above are qualified to learn and use it.

In addition, he had also heard of some secret techniques in the magic sect, such as the Soul Dispersion Technique and the Blood Burning Technique.

Although these secret techniques can improve strength by damaging oneself, they are also beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators like him.

After having a certain understanding and guess about this in his mind, the surprise on Liu Qingquan's face gradually dissipated, and was replaced by an expression full of confidence.

He thought that even if Wu Ming really took that kind of elixir, or used some secret technique, at most he could only raise his realm to the middle stage of foundation building, which was equivalent to his own strength.

After all, Liu Qingquan is a disciple of Qingyun Sect, and he has absolute confidence in his own strength.

He was confident that he would not be easily defeated by a cultivator who had just entered the middle stage of foundation building.

This confidence comes not only from his own strength, but also from his trust in Qingyun Sect's profound foundation and powerful inheritance.

What's more, these elixirs and secret techniques that can improve one's strength in a short period of time have time limits and huge side effects.

Therefore, as long as he can successfully prevent Wu Ming from escaping, then as time goes by, Wu Ming will be like a turtle in a jar, completely losing the ability to resist and can only be slaughtered by him.

At this time, Liu Qingquan used all his strength to circulate his true energy, driving two flying swords, one silver and one black.

The two flying swords soared into the air like dragons, rushing towards Wu Ming opposite with great momentum, and collided fiercely with his Qingxiao Sword and Qixue Whip.

At the same time, the magic spells in Liu Qingquan's hands did not stop at all.

Various spells such as ground spikes and golden swords poured down on Wu Ming like raindrops, forming an impenetrable attack net that left Wu Ming with nowhere to escape.

"not good!"

Wu Ming cried out in his heart. Although his strength had reached the middle stage of foundation building, facing Liu Qingquan who had also entered the middle stage of foundation building, he could only do his best to not be at a disadvantage. It was almost impossible for him to defeat the opponent.

What's worse is that the duration of the Burning God Spell is only half an hour at most.

If Wu Ming cannot defeat Liu Qingquan or successfully escape from this place within this short half hour, then he will probably have no way out.

"If you keep going like this, I won't be able to escape even if I use mystical techniques."

Wu Ming frowned and thought to himself.

Seeing all the powerful spells cast by Liu Qingquan coming at him like a storm, he had no time to care about anything else, let alone escape.

He could only grit his teeth and try his best to raise the already damaged Seven Treasures Glazed Tower, hoping to withstand the fierce attacks of these spells.

At the same time, Wu Mingqiang endured the severe pain caused by his injuries and tried his best to perform some relatively weaker spells such as fireball and firebird to attack Liu Qingquan in the distance.

He did this not to defeat Liu Qingquan directly, but to use these attacks to disturb Liu Qingquan's mind and prevent him from performing his magic wholeheartedly.

However, despite Wu Ming's best efforts, his interference tactics did not seem to achieve the desired effect.

Liu Qingquan was obviously aware of Wu Ming's intention. He made up his mind to fight a protracted war with Wu Ming - to drag it out until Wu Ming was exhausted and his true energy was used up, and he was defeated.

As for things like face, it is actually not that important for a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building.

Especially when he was facing a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, he actually needed to use delaying tactics. This might seem a bit embarrassing to others, but Liu Qingquan didn't care about it at all.

After all, he had been waiting for this opportunity for many years, and all his patience and waiting were just to be able to avenge his previous shame and take revenge.

In his eyes, temporary gains and losses and so-called face are insignificant compared to the hatred in his heart.

Practitioners have long lifespans. As long as they can survive, it means they have endless possibilities.

Compared to wealth, status, face and fame, life is the most precious.

And those material possessions are just things that people in the mundane world care about.

At this moment, a thrilling battle of magical weapons and spells was unfolding between Liu Qingquan and Wu Ming.

Every collision was like thunder, deafening. Within a radius of more than a hundred feet, sand and rocks flew everywhere, the sky was dark, and it seemed as if the end of the world had come.

As the battle continues, the battlefield is constantly moving, and the affected area is getting larger and larger.

Fortunately, the place where they were was a wilderness with few people and no cities or towns.

Otherwise, this fierce battle will undoubtedly be a terrible disaster for those people in the secular world.

However, as time passed, Wu Ming's situation became increasingly difficult.

Although he tried his best, his combat experience and skills were slightly inferior to Liu Qingquan, who had been building his foundation for decades.

Moreover, the true energy in Wu Ming's body was gradually exhausted.

Originally, under the effect of Huiyuan Dan, his true essence had recovered to 80%.

But facing Liu Qingquan's continuous and fierce attacks, Wu Ming's true energy dropped rapidly again, and now only about 30% is left.

What's worse is that Wu Ming had used the Burning God Technique before. Although this powerful skill improved his strength in a short period of time, it also had huge side effects afterwards.

As time went by, the burning of spiritual consciousness and the effect of the Burning God Technique were slowly weakening, and Wu Ming's spiritual consciousness was also getting weaker.

"No, I can't go on like this. I have to find a way to escape from here."

Wu Ming thought to himself, he knew very well that if he continued to stay here and fight Liu Qingquan, only death would be waiting for him.

While Wu Ming and Liu Qingquan were each thinking about how to face this battle, they did not realize that an uninvited guest was quietly approaching the battlefield.

At an inadvertent moment, a two-headed giant python, nearly ten feet long and as thick as a bucket, appeared silently in the jungle where Wu Ming and his opponent were fighting fiercely, like a ghost.

Or to be more precise, these two people accidentally entered the territory of this giant snake.