Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

As the earth shook and the mountains trembled, many monsters that were indulging in killing were awakened by the waves of energy from the continuous fight between the two men.

All the monsters roared towards the sky, as if they were angry at being ignored by Zhou Yiqiao and the other man. They even put down the blood food in their mouths and angrily rushed towards the battlefield where the two men were fighting.

However, a horrifying scene appeared.

These monsters, whose cultivation was at least in the early stage of refining emptiness, were torn into pieces by an invisible strong wind when they were about three hundred feet away from the battlefield between the two people. Blood rain and broken flesh flew all over the sky, and smelly blood sprayed on the ground, dyeing the ground red.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The endless sound of explosions resounded through the sky, and the residual power caused by the crazy collision between the two people swept through everything around them like a passing typhoon.

Thick mountains collapsed, towering ancient trees were uprooted, and the entire battlefield was devastated.

The battle between Zhou Yiqiao and Huang Bolie has exceeded ordinary people's imagination. Their power seems to not belong to this world, and every collision carries destructive power.

This force has even attracted the attention of various forces in Canglong Ridge, and many of them have arranged their subordinates to rush over here.

Zhou Yiqiao also noticed the changes around him. He understood that if he continued to fight with Huang Bolie, even if he killed the other party, other forces would take advantage of him.

With this thought in mind, he mobilized all the energy and blood in his body and poured it into his right fist, then slammed it hard towards Huang Bolie opposite him.

Huang Bolie had also made preparations. He met Zhou Yiqiao's fist with a punch, wanting to fight head-on to decide the winner!

However, at the moment when the fists were about to collide, Zhou Yiqiao suddenly bent his right leg into a lunge, and his left leg, which had been accumulating strength for a long time, was raised, and his knee hit Huang Bolie's waist and abdomen hard!

This change was beyond Huang Bolie's expectations. He did not expect that Zhou Yiqiao could use such a move in such a fierce confrontation.

Huang Bolie's reaction was very quick. He immediately adjusted his center of gravity and tried to block the knee attack with his arms.

But Zhou Yiqiao's attack was too swift. Huang Bolie had only completed half of his block when Zhou Yiqiao's knee had already hit his side heavily.

Huang Bolie felt a sharp pain and his whole body was knocked to the side.

Zhou Yiqiao did not miss this opportunity. He followed closely behind, not caring about the so-called fair duel. The Dusk Sword in his hand drew sword lights in the air, and caught up with Huang Bolie like a meteor, pointing directly at his vital points.

Huang Bolie twisted his body forcefully in mid-air, formed seals with his hands, and a khaki light shield appeared in front of him, blocking Zhou Yiqiao's sword light.

But how could a small spiritual light shield be able to resist the fusion of the Hundred Changes Sword Intent and the Flowing Light Sword Intent?

Under the impact of the sword light, cracks appeared on the light shield within half a breath.

After Huang Bolie landed, he quickly retreated, trying to distance himself from Zhou Yiqiao. At the same time, a ball of khaki light condensed in his hand, obviously preparing for a counterattack.

Zhou Yiqiao would not be stupid enough to give Huang Bolie a chance to breathe.

His figure disappeared from the spot again, and instantly appeared above Huang Bolie. A sword light condensed on the Dusk Sword again, and it chopped down with a sound of breaking through the air.

Huang Bolie roared and pushed the khaki ball of light in his hand towards Zhou Yiqiao.

The ball of light collided with the sword light, causing a deafening roar. Although everything around them had been destroyed long ago, the strong airflow still blew away a layer of dust from the ground, forming a huge sand pit.

Zhou Yiqiao's body swayed slightly and a flush appeared on his face, but he gritted his teeth, stood firm, and with the help of the power of the sword, he approached Huang Bolie.

At this time, Huang Bolie had just stabilized his body and had not yet had time to escape the invasion of the sword light.

Seeing Zhou Yiqiao's figure following him like a shadow, he became extremely anxious and actually gave up on defense. He concentrated all his strength and spiritual power into his fists, hoping to scare Zhou Yiqiao away and make him give up the attack that could definitely take his life.

A cold light flashed in Zhou Yiqiao's eyes. How could he not see Huang Bolie's plan?

The other party is gambling, betting that he dare not exchange injury for life.

But Huang Bolie was wrong. Zhou Yiqiao had never been afraid of suffering. He had been struggling all the way to where he is today. In order to pursue the final victory, he was willing to pay any price.

So, Zhou Yiqiao rushed forward again, pierced the opponent's shoulder with a sword, and then slashed downwards, heading straight for his throat.

Huang Bolie felt cold all over. He knew that he was doomed to die, so he used up his last bit of strength, released all the power stored in his fist, and hit Zhou Yiqiao hard.

"Oh!"

There was a muffled sound. Zhou Yiqiao was hit on the chest by the punch. He immediately spat out a large mouthful of blood and his body was knocked back five or six feet.

Huang Bolie screamed, fell to the ground, and was completely silent.

Zhou Yiqiao didn't dare to stop. After activating the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to refine the souls of all the people, he quickly chased in the direction where Luo Lishang and the others left.

Shortly after he left, several monks landed beside Huang Bolie's body from various directions. They were wearing different clothes and obviously belonged to different forces.

One of the middle-aged monks in a green robe frowned, squatted down to examine Huang Bolie's body, and then shook his head.

"Huang Bolie, the popular man around the third princess, was killed!?"

There was a hint of surprise in his voice, as if everything was still peaceful and he was unaware of the bloody storm that had already occurred in Canglong Ridge.

"Old Wei, the silly prince you coaxed all day long wouldn't have the energy to understand what happened in Canglong Ridge, right?"

A woman in red broke the green-robed monk's meditation with a sneer. Her voice was sharp and full of sarcasm, and she obviously felt disdain for the green-robed monk's ignorance.

The green-robed monk, Old Man Wei, slowly stood up. Facing the provocation of the red-robed woman, he did not argue much. He just smiled, narrowed his eyes, and humbly asked for advice.

"Miss Honglian, you are always well-informed. Why don't you tell us, who are ignorant, what exactly happened in Canglong Ridge?"

The woman in red, named Honglian, glanced at Old Man Wei with contempt, with a smug smile on her face.

She looked around, making sure everyone's attention was on her, then she spoke slowly.

"You old fellows who sneaked in to protect your master cannot walk around freely in Canglong Ridge like a young cultivator like me, let alone get information!"

Honglian's tone was quite arrogant, causing many of the monks whom she called old guys to frown.

"Miss Honglian, please stop keeping us in suspense and tell us quickly."

It was still old man Wei who agreed with a smile.

Honglian snorted and continued.

"The power of the Eight Pillars has already extended into Canglong Ridge through the Third Princess and the Sixteenth Princess. Now the Crown Prince's forces are engaged in a fierce battle with the forces of the two princesses."

"It is said that the younger generation of the Hou family has been completely eliminated, and the Yu family has also been seriously injured. Apart from the Sheng family and the Rong family, only the Luo family, which has joined the prince's party, has maintained the most complete fighting power so far."

After Honglian finished speaking, everyone present changed their expressions.

The masters they followed were all princes and princesses who were on the fringes of the palace. When they entered Canglong Ridge, they were already overwhelmed by the sudden change of the rules by the Immortal Emperor Luo Fengtian, so they had no time to learn more about the disputes in the outside world.

"So, aren't we, the marginal forces, more dangerous?"

A thin monk asked worriedly.

Honglian smiled coldly and said.

“Danger and opportunity always coexist.”

"The situation in Canglong Ridge is chaotic right now. It's a good time for us to take sides."

Her eyes swept over everyone one by one, and everyone she saw couldn't help but feel a chill.

"Take sides?"

Old man Wei asked in a deep voice, a serious look in his eyes.

Honglian nodded and said.

"Yes, we are now officially in line."

"The forces of the Eight Pillars have already intervened. If we don't choose a side, we will eventually be swallowed up by this fight."

Her words made the monks present fall into deep thought. They knew that Honglian was right, but in such a complicated situation, choosing which side to stand on became a difficult problem.

"I wonder if Miss Honglian knows which team the Third Prince behind you will stand on?"

Since it concerned the life and death of themselves and their masters, these old men did not care about their dissatisfaction with Honglian. They all smiled and took the initiative to ask.

Although Honglian is young, she is not an innocent little girl and it is naturally impossible for her to tell such important information to others.

"You old guys are really insidious. You want to use this method to trick me. I tell you, don't even think about it!"

After saying that, Honglian stuck out her tongue at everyone, turned around and disappeared into the dense forest.

After Honglian left, everyone turned their attention to the most prestigious old man Wei.

The old man coughed dryly and said helplessly.

"You old men are asking questions even though you already know the answer. How could you not know the Third Prince's choice?"

Upon hearing this, several people showed cunning smiles that showed disrespect for their elders, as if teasing a young man who thought he was smart was their greatest pleasure.

"Well, although Miss Honglian is young, her words remind us that the situation in Canglong Ridge has reached a point where we have to make a choice."

Old man Wei put away his smile and said seriously.

"The Third Prince she follows has always believed that he is the best candidate for the Crown Prince. This time he will definitely join the two princesses and make long-term plans after dealing with the Crown Prince and his entourage."

"As for the young masters we follow, their situations are different. I won't show off my knowledge here, lest I make a fool of myself!"

Old man Wei patted his butt, stood up, walked over the many corpses under his feet, and walked towards the depths of the valley.

After a while, he disappeared from everyone's sight.

Another person left, and the remaining old men had no plans to stay any longer. After saying goodbye to each other, they quickly dispersed in all directions.

In just a stick of incense, the monks beside Huang Bolie's body had dispersed, leaving only the broken corpse lying alone in the dense forest of Canglong Ridge.