Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying Chapter 950: 558: Endless Fire Skill (Part 3)

Capítulo 950: Chapter 558: Endless Fire Skill (Part 3)

“As long as there are flas burning within her Spiritual Sense range, she can teleport, appearing from within the flas… so powerful!”

In Bright City, a large number of specially-made White Phosphorus Bombs were thrown by Yang Qiangjing’s people, creating raging fires that couldn’t be extinguished.

The flas throughout Bright City can beco Yang Qiangjin’s temporary teleportation point.

“Good, good, good! Interesting!”

With Yang Qiangjin’s hard power elevated to the Golden Core Late Stage, she could wield these Fire Skills with ease.

“I will buy everyone so ti… I promise!”

Yang Qiangjin flew out from the flas, holding a sharp spear and thrusting directly toward Liu Changqing!

“Remove your filthy hands from my family’s Divine Tree!”

“[Phoenix Fla Spear·Nine Heavens Piercing Sun]!”

This Fusion Technique of Fire Skill and Spear Technique cos from the 24th master of Yan Xi.

Yang Qiangjin wielded it with fierce montum, her body transforming into a red fla beam that pierced straight ahead!

Liu Changqing was caught off guard, and although reluctant, he had to stop the [Symbiotic Nourishing Technique], or else he would get injured…

“Courting death!”

Liu Changqing’s wooden walking stick pointed at the tip of Yang Qiangjin’s spear.

Bang!!!

A fierce Spiritual Power Wave erupted, blowing away nurous facilities in Bright City, while the Human Clan and Demon Clan in Xuanwu Academy and Zone 9 shivered behind the Array.

This battle was no longer one the cultivators below the Golden Core Stage could join; the shockwave just now could have killed them instantly.

Pu!

Yang Qiangjin retreated several miles, flying straight into her own camp, spitting a mouthful of fresh blood.

The swift Rashah Tiger transford into a purple afterimage, catching Yang Qiangjin with its soft fur.

“Are you alright?”

“Just a minor injury… it’s fine.”

Yang Qiangjin stood up, gazing coldly at Liu Changqing, whose spellcasting she had interrupted.

Even though Liu Changqing won this exchange, the Blue Silver Grass on the Life Divine Tree quivered slightly, emitting a blue wave that cleared the Liu Family’s aura from the Life Divine Tree.

The Life Divine Tree lay dormant again, no longer fusing with Liu Changqing.

With the efforts of Li Fan and Yang Qiangjin, Liu Changqing’s hard work amounted to nothing.

“Useless! You couldn’t even stop a Golden Core Cultivator!”

“Everyone, protect !”

“Stop her from coming in again!”

Liu Changqing still wanted to refine the Life Divine Tree, feeling the situation slipping out of control; if this continued, he might truly be worn out by the tactic-rich Yang Family.

Only by refining the Life Divine Tree could he secure his invincible position.

“Stop him!”

Yang Qiangjin shouted boldly, leading the charge once more, as everyone engaged in a tug-of-war with the Liu Family again.

However, with Yang Qiangjin empowered by the [Soul Destruction Technique], she continually seized opportunities to kill several beaten Liu Family mbers.

The Sky Dragon Army also suffered losses.

Both sides entered into a brutal carnage.

“Mr. Yang, we’re here.”

The soft voice of the stewardess ca from behind Yang Genshuo, awakening his Divine Sense which had been imrsed in the Immortal Cultivation World.

“Mm… alright.”

The stewardess’s soft hand left Yang Genshuo’s head, helping to tidy his hair.

From boarding to landing within that one-hour flight, the stewardess was constantly massaging him to alleviate fatigue; she wasn’t at the diocre skill level of massage shop workers but had master-level expertise… expertly controlling pressure points and strength, making Yang Genshuo feel entirely comfortable.

Yang Genshuo deplaned, boarded a special vehicle, disappearing from the airport, leaving behind only the stewardess with eyes like flowing water.

Only through massage can one discern the excellence of Yang Genshuo’s physique.

Yang Genshuo arrived at the Outer North Sea Region, where the alerted guards saluted Yang Genshuo.

“Mr. Yang, Elder Xue is waiting inside for you.”

“Mm.”

Yang Genshuo stepped into this dostic security fortress, greeted by Elder Xue, who had been waiting for him.

“Cough cough~ Mr. Yang… How co you personally ca today~ cough cough~”

He kept coughing, akin to a candle in a storm-battered house, about to extinguish at any mont.

Yang Genshuo stared into Elder Xue’s eyes, as the atmosphere gradually took a solemn turn.

Elder Xue seed to realize sothing, and his face suddenly flushed with an unhealthy blush.

“Mr. Yang…”

“Xue Yongjun, have you figured out the aning of life? Do you genuinely wish to… live once more?”