Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

Ao Wu's strength is definitely second to none among the many Golden Core cultivators.

Not to mention anything else, just the ten golden core puppets he carried with him were enough to kill most of the monks of the same rank.

It's just that the wicked have their own way, and the strong have the strong. The red-haired young man he met this time was a harder nut to crack than him.

After only a short while of fighting, Ao Wu's golden core puppets had already exploded 4 of them.

The gorgeous big bird transformed by the red-haired youth also has messy feathers and blood dripping from many places on his body, but he still firmly holds the upper hand.

He also inherited the innate supernatural power of the undead demon king, and he is good at using fire. Every time he spits out a stream of flames, he can ignite a puppet.

A puppet in the golden core realm still has no resistance in front of his flames, and can only watch himself being ignited.

Ao Wu saw the golden core puppets under him being ignited one by one, and then blew themselves up. He also lost an arm, and the puppet structure inside was exposed at the severed arm.

He is just a puppet, he is not afraid of death, but this time is different, he just found a green dragon wood, if he dies, the green dragon wood will fall into the other party's hands.

This thing is extremely important for him to refine the puppet, and the other party is obviously coming for his green dragon wood.

Fight!

Ao Wu raised his hands again and again, countless puppets flew out from his sleeves, and more than a hundred puppets in the foundation-building realm stood in front of him.

These more than a hundred puppets all held bows and arrows with magic weapons, and immediately pulled the bows after landing, and the arrows condensed with spiritual energy shot out one by one.

Even though the magnificent bird was tossing and turning, it was still shot by many arrows, and the jingling sound could be heard endlessly.

At this moment, Zhang He, who was hiding underground to watch the battle, was also taken aback by Ao Wu's big hand.

Like Ao Wu, he carries a lot of puppets with him, ten golden core puppets, more than a hundred foundation building puppets, one person is equivalent to a powerful army.

Without the use of bazookas, the comprehensive combat effectiveness of this puppet army is no worse than his black water army.

Now Ao Wu has already used all means, the magnificent bird let out a long cry soaring into the sky, flapping its wings again and again, and the raging flames rose up, instantly turning the surrounding area into a world of flames.

Aowu just sacrificed more than a hundred foundation-eating puppets,

Most were engulfed in flames.

Trap him for me!

Ao Wu's last trick was also defeated by the opponent, and he had already lost all fighting spirit in his heart. He commanded the remaining puppets to besiege the gorgeous bird with all their strength, while he himself controlled the puppet bird under his crotch, turned around and fled.

The gorgeous bird was besieged and restrained by the remaining puppets, and he was not in a hurry when he saw Ao Wu take the opportunity to escape.

The feathers on his body fell off one by one, and then turned into pieces of flames, which made the fire in this piece more intense, and burned to the remaining puppets.

Zhang Hezang was watching the battle underground, he felt that today was an eye-opener.

I have seen Ao Wu's puppet tactics before, and now I have seen the magnificent bird manipulating the magic power of flames.

Either of these two is placed in the world of cultivating immortals, and compared with monks of the same level, it is the top combat power.

If he insisted on comparing with it, even Ao Wu, who was at a disadvantage, would not be able to beat Ao Wu unless he bombarded it with a lot of bazookas.

Boom boom boom...

A group of puppets left by Aowu all exploded into parts flying all over the sky in a series of self-explosions, and finally fell into the sea of ​​flames and turned into fuel.

In this series of self-detonation bombardments, the gorgeous big bird was also very uncomfortable. The original gorgeous feathers had all fallen off, and it became a bald bird.

The powerful enemies are all gone, the flames are gone, and there is only a big bald bird left here, with a smoky body, no different from a plucked rooster.

The bald bird's featherless wings fluttered for a while, and then flew up again unscientifically, chasing Ao Wu in the direction where he was escaping.

Zhang He, who was hiding underground, could only go after him with all his strength. He at least had to know the outcome of the battle.

If Ao Wu is really allowed to escape successfully, the target of the red-haired youth will be successfully transferred to Ao Wu in the future.

If the red-haired young man managed to kill the Aowu puppet and find the green dragon tree, his troubles would not be over yet.

Whether it is the Aowu or the bald bird, the flying speed is very fast, far exceeding the speed of Zhang He's escape.

Zhang He chased after him, and was pulled further and further away by the bald bird. He gradually lost track of the bald bird, and could only follow the mark of his spiritual consciousness left on the green dragon wood.

When he chased to a valley again, the battle between Ao Wu and the bald bird had come to an end.

When Zhang He arrived, he saw Ao Wu's puppet body being smashed to pieces.

At the same time, the bald bird was also seriously injured, with several large holes pierced through its body, and many internal organs fell out.

A flash of light flashed, and the bald-haired bird twisted, and slowly, it turned into the image of a red-haired youth again.

It's just that the red hair on the whole head has fallen out at this moment, and the remaining few red hairs are stuck to the head, which can be counted with one hand.

The bald head was full of ravines and various wounds, and there was even a serious place where white brains flowed out.

Even with this kind of injury, he didn't die. Holding the Aowu storage bag in his hand, his divine sense released the restraint inside, and dumped all the items in the storage bag on the ground.

The net worth of this Ao Wu himself is definitely rich, Zhang He got a lot of good things from his storage bag last time.

At this time, the red-haired youth poured out a large pile of supplies and spiritual stones, and his eyes became hot when he saw it.

With so many materials, it is definitely a storage bag with a lot of space to hold so many materials.

Ordinary qi cultivators can't afford storage bags, and the storage bags of Jindan monks are generally not big, the small ones are only a few feet square, and the larger ones are only one or two feet.

Calculated from the pile of materials on the ground, this storage bag should be more than ten feet long.

The red-haired young man was not very interested in the large pile of supplies and storage bags on the ground, but found the piece of green dragon wood from the pile of supplies.

When he saw the blood on the green dragon wood, he looked up to the sky and let out a roar.

Damn, cheated!

When I find you, I will definitely tear you to pieces!

After chasing this way, the breath he sensed was much weaker. He thought that the other party had taken some hidden measures. It turned out that there were only a few drops of blood.

The red-haired young man who was burning with anger raised a ball of flames, and the incomparably precious green dragon wood was ignited in this flame.

At this time, Zhang He still restrained his breath, and slowly sneaked underground, slowly approaching the feet of the red-haired young man, seeing that he could approach the red-haired young man only a few feet away.

Who? Sneaky, get out!

Flames rose from the red-haired young man again, and they split into several paths and went underground, chasing Zhang He's hiding place.

This is the second time Zhang He has been restrained by using the ground escape technique.

Immediately, he no longer hid, rose from the ground, and drilled out of the ground.

Oh it's you!

The red-haired young man also recognized Zhang He at this time. The two met in that hall and had a chat.

Since Zhang He appeared here, as long as the red-haired young man is not stupid, he can naturally guess that the person who teased him with a wooden stick is right in front of him.

Go to hell!

At this moment, the anger of the red-haired young man turned into a raging flame and rolled towards Zhang He.

Although he was seriously injured, but with all his strength, it was more than enough to kill a Jindan.

Just as Zhang He got out of the ground, he was instantly engulfed in a sea of ​​flames.

This flame is extremely domineering, it is not comparable to ordinary fire spells, and Aowu is not wronged at all when he is defeated by this flame.

Zhang He, who was in a flame at this time, deeply felt the power of this flame.

All the clothes on his body were reduced to ashes in an instant.

Hair and fine hairs were all burned away by the flames at this moment.

Zhang He felt very uncomfortable being in the sea of ​​flames. He felt hot all over his body, which was much hotter than swimming in magma.

If swimming in magma was equivalent to soaking in a hot spring, now it's like taking a sauna.

You must be physically strong to take a sauna. Generally, people with high blood pressure, heart disease, and diabetes are not allowed to enter.

Fortunately, Zhang He didn't have any of these diseases, and now he was in the sea of ​​fire, except for a little heat, a little sweat, and some hair loss, he was fine.

Since he ate the fruit from the black tree last time, he has become very close to elements such as fire, and the power of the fire spells he cast has increased several levels.

The change in physique also gave him great resistance to fire damage.

In his previous life, he watched TV, and he was extremely envious of a certain monkey taking a bath in an oil pan. Now he can swim in magma and take a bath in the flames.

The red-haired youth exhausted his last strength and unleashed a sea of ​​flames, engulfing Zhang He in it.

Just as he was full of pride, he was ready to appreciate Zhang He howling in pain in the sea of ​​flames, and he was even ready to mock the words and expressions.

However, Zhang He was still safe and sound, and even comfortably rubbed lumps of sludge off his body in the sea of ​​flames.

Why? Why are you okay?

In addition to being angry, the red-haired young man used all his remaining strength to sacrifice a sea of ​​flames, but failed to cause any harm to Zhang He. How could he accept this.

He couldn't understand that his omnipotent flame had no effect on Zhang He.

Even with the countless years of cultivation of the Immortal Demon King, he has never seen such a strange thing.

At this moment, Zhang He had already walked out of the sea of ​​flames, his whole body was naked, his skin was white and shiny, and there was no trace of burns on it.

The red-haired young man was already at the end of his strength, and Zhang He still didn't dare to be careless. This is an existence with the consciousness and memory of a strong person who transforms into a god.

Although there is a hole in the opponent's head, there is still white brains flowing out.

When Zhang He walked out of the sea of ​​flames, a small skeleton with white bones and a fluffy, cute-looking bird appeared beside him.

The red-haired young man was staring fixedly at the fluffy bird, his eyes breathing fire.

At the same time, in Chi Yan's sea of ​​consciousness, the phantom of the undead demon king's consciousness reappeared.

Hurry up and kill him, and then devour him, you will get great benefits.

Why should I listen to you? You old bastard, you can't be so kind?

In fact, after Zhang He's avatar appeared, he instinctively wanted to devour him. He believed that the red-haired young man must have the same idea at this moment.

Your body is just resuscitated from a drop of essence and blood from the heart of the deity. There are many defects inherent in it. Only by devouring each other can the body be supplemented and perfected.

The phantom floated left and right in the sea of ​​consciousness, as if it was really for Zhang He's sake.

Then what do you get out of it?

Zhang He didn't believe that Xu Ying would be so active if there were no good things.

I've only strengthened my consciousness a little bit, and I'm far behind you.

Zhang He is still dubious, anyway, he will doubt anything Xu Ying says now, after all, in terms of the relationship between the two, it is strange to speak the truth from the heart.

At the same time, Zhang He had sacrificed the magic weapon of the Five Elements Mountain, and the little skull also spit out a cloud of faint blue flames, attacking the red-haired youth at the same time.

Even Chi Yan stopped the quarrel in the sea of ​​consciousness, and spit out a flame at the red-haired young man. It was a little weak, but it was a force after all.

The red-haired youth turned into a scarred bald bird again, spouting flames from his mouth, and collided with the little skull's faint blue rocket.

Although these two are both flames, the former one is bright and upright and scorching hot, while the latter one is cold and strange, with a deep and dead air.

The two groups of flames fought each other in the air, and it was impossible to tell the winner for a while.

On the other side of the Five Elements Mountain that Zhang He sacrificed, the red-haired young man was powerless to resist and could only dodge as best he could.

But within the range covered by the Five Elements Mountain, all the Five Elements are subject to its restraint.

This made the red-haired youth's dodging speed slow down, and the flames he sacrificed were also a little weaker, and the blue flames of the little skull suddenly got closer to him.

The blue flame was still slowly approaching against the red flame of the red-haired young man, and at the same time, the Five Elements Mountain above his head was also slowly pressing down.

The mana in the red-haired young man's body has long been exhausted, and now he is barely holding on, and sooner or later he will not be able to hold on.

At this critical moment, the red-haired young man finally squeezed out the last drop of mana in his body, the flames he sacrificed were extinguished, and his body fell powerlessly.

The Five Elements Mountain slammed down, crushing the red-haired youth's body into a piece of meatloaf.

This is not over yet, the faint blue flames of the little skull also fell on the squashed big meatloaf.

A gloomy flame blazed on the big meatloaf, without a trace of warmth, the meatloaf was rapidly withering and rotting.

When the blue flames were burnt out, only a pile of rotten mud remained, as if a pile of meat had passed through countless hours and finally turned into mud.

Zhang He approached, and used a stick to paw at the pile of mud. After removing all the mud, he saw that there was still a small ball of blood inside.

This ball of blood is slowly absorbing the aura in the air at this moment, Zhang He is very familiar with this scene, this is the characteristic of the blood of the undead demon king.

Hahaha……

Did you win? Well done!

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Xu Ying was happier than Zhang He. He was trapped in the physical body and could not sense the external situation.

But now he could clearly sense that the aura that had been chasing him all this time suddenly became extremely weak, so he could also guess that Zhang He and the others should have won the battle.

Zhang He would not rashly let the avatar devour the ball of blood essence, because the avatar still had the consciousness of the old bangzi hidden in the avatar, so don't let him turn the tables by accident.

He picked up the blood essence from the ground and put it into a jade bottle. There were about ten drops of the blood essence of the undead demon king, and he could just keep it as a battery to replenish the spirit energy in the space.