From raising corpses to creating a Zuodao Immortal

But at the next moment, the Divine Qianfeng Foundation Establishment male cultivator suddenly took out the communication talisman and raised his hand to crush it.

No hesitation.

Not a breath of hesitation.

This made Feng Jue feel a little uneasy, but he couldn't care much about it at this time. Fortunately, Han immediately sent support. In a two-on-three situation, the three of them could definitely be eliminated, but leaving safely was not a problem.

"Hold this person and don't confront him head-on. The foundation-building monks of our sect have arrived as quickly as possible." The divine thousand-peak foundation-building male cultivator spoke again, and the killing intent of Jinliu Baijian suddenly decreased by three points.

The Golden Flowing Hundred Sword, which was originally designed to kill Feng Jue, now focuses on consuming Feng Jue's mana and slowing down its flight speed, and its pursuit speed is no longer as crazy as before.

If Feng Jue is fast, he will be fast.

If Feng Jue is slow, he will be slow.

The distance between the two has always been maintained at two or three miles, never more, never less.

boom!

The next moment, the purple thunder exploded, instantly turning the land of thousands of feet into a thunder pool, giving no chance for Xuemo Sanqian to avoid it. At the same time, the thunder pool also affected Feng Jue, easily shattering the blood palm on the spot.

The entire land of thousands of feet was covered in blood. Even though it could not suppress the purple thunder, it could still compete with it head-on without falling behind.

The words fall.

It's really no small matter.

Feng Jue was shocked.

But he was afraid that the enemy would not want to offer a reward, so he suddenly used his brain.

He couldn't hold back, lest he be entangled with the three of them for too long, so the Shenjue Qianfeng Foundation Establishment monk used a secret method to hurry on.

At the same time, Mu Jincheng immediately turned around and took out a second-level low-grade talisman, with lightning flashing faintly on it. The moment Mu Jincheng threw it, a purple thunderbolt as big as a bowl shot towards Xuemo Sanqian.

He is not afraid of being surrounded by three people.

The blood moon appears.

Without any hesitation, the Shenjue Qianfeng Foundation Establishment cultivator raised his hand and offered up a second-level mid-level protective magical weapon. The golden sword flew and covered the land with a radius of a hundred feet, easily blocking the Fengjue Blood Palm.

After sensing the blood ink three thousand, Feng Jue immediately changed his direction, raised his hand and made a secret to force out a large amount of blood-colored mana from his body. The mana gathered into a piece, and then he turned his palms and quickly pressed towards the three of Shenjue Qianfeng.

His intention is obvious. He will not confront you head-on, nor give you a chance to counterattack. He will only pester you and not let you escape. This makes the uneasiness in Feng Jue's heart rise like a blazing sun.

The sooner you leave, the better.

Although the name of this method is unknown, the amount of killing intent, mana and bloody moonlight accumulated in the bloody spear has reached a terrifying level, which is several times more than the Yin method accumulated in the corpse's eyes.

"You are so strong that I won't fight you. Nothing else. My Mujincheng family has a great business. I still have seven or eight second-level low-grade amulets. Let's see how many of them you can break through with your mere initial stage of foundation building."

Han Li's corpse.

Don't be afraid of being defeated head-on.

The barrier was only cracked by Feng Jue, and Mu Jincheng actually threw out another second-level amulet.

With the spear in hand, the sealed aura and murderous intent are rising steadily, and it is infinitely close to the middle stage of foundation building.

This way.

However, Feng Jue was overjoyed when he saw that the speed of Xuemo Sanqian did not decrease but increased after being submerged in the thunder pool, and Zi Lei was also completely blocked by the corpse energy. When Zi Lei was completely blocked by the zombie energy, Feng Jue was even more surprised and happy.

And he was also prepared for heavy bleeding and even emptying his family fortune. However, compared to the rewards from the master and sect for capturing Feng Jue, he didn't feel bad even if he spent a few more second-order purple thunder evil-suppressing talismans.

Wen Jiu originally wanted Xuemo Sanqian to attack with all his strength and forcefully break the Jinhua Protective Sword, but seeing Feng Jue attacking with all his strength, he was no longer in a hurry. If Feng Jue could break through the Golden Flower Protective Sword, he would also be able to save a lot of corpse energy.

But just when Feng Jue tore through the thunder pool with his gun and stabbed the Jinhua Protective Sword with a bang, Mu Jincheng withdrew his astonished look from the Blood Ink Three Thousand, and then took out a second-level low-grade amulet in his hand, which Feng Jue didn't give Feng Jue at all. He had no chance to touch Feng Jue.

"Fellow Daoist Han!" Feng Jue quickly transmitted the message to Blood Ink Sanqian, "I need you to surround the three of me from behind."

Wen Jiu sighed secretly in his heart, and the next moment Feng Jue hit the barrier formed by the Mujincheng amulet.

"This treasure is called the Golden Flower Protective Sword. It is a second-level middle-grade sword. Even a monk in the middle stage of foundation building cannot break it." The male cultivator of Shenjue Qianfeng Foundation Establishment smiled contemptuously, and then spoke to the two vassal foundation builders beside him. , "The two of you inject mana into the magic weapon at the same time to maintain the Golden Flower Protective Sword. If he escapes, control the shuttle to pursue him. If this matter is handled properly, I, Mu Jincheng, will grant you two clans a foundation building quota!" "

The next moment, the spiritual energy of the vast land was instantly sucked into the blood moon, and Taotao's bloody murderous intent came out with the moonlight. Then a bloody spear suddenly burst out from the blood moon, turned into a stream of light, and was sealed away. live.

Purple thunder evil talisman.

The words fall.

Although it is only a second-level low-grade talisman, its destructive power against evil spirits such as corpses is no worse than that of a second-order mid-grade talisman. He knew that Feng Jue would definitely have helpers, so he had no intention of holding back.

Wen Jiu controlled Xuemo Sanqian's voice transmission, and he could see that Shenjue Qianfeng wanted to stay alive.

"He's so stable."

Although he was unable to use the Blood Corpse Escape, when he got close to the ten-mile sealing range, Wen Jiu controlled the Blood Ink Three Thousand to explode the corpse energy in his body, using his non-bone body and the Yin Sha True Spirit Body at the same time.

The two vassal foundation-building monks were overjoyed.

"no problem."

Seeing this scene, Wen Jiu finally understood why Feng Jue could fight one against two.

In a word.

"This person will not hold back, Fellow Daoist Han, we must fight quickly and we cannot be dragged here by him." Feng Jue retreated while chanting a mantra, and the mana in his body surged out and formed a blood moon hundreds of feet above his head.

No wonder Fang Xiaolin is no match for him even if he turns into a demon puppet. Who in the same situation can deal with a zombie that is not even afraid of the purple thunder that specializes in defeating ghouls? Who can rival him in the same situation?

A second-level low-grade amulet reappeared in Mu Jincheng's hand.

"You are so rich. A single second-level talisman can cost tens of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones. This sentence can easily be said to be seven or eight... However, Mu Jincheng's caution and heroism also prove that Feng Jue is in the eyes of the upper echelons of Shenjue Qianfeng. I'm afraid it's not that important." Seeing this scene, Wen Jiu completely gave up the idea of ​​saving trouble.

Three thousand corpses of blood and ink exploded in full force. After gathering momentum and taking a breath, they directly collided with the incarnated bone body and the Yinsha true spirit body. Just one punch shattered the outermost amulet barrier.

Feng Jue was overjoyed.

Although his blood-killing moonlight gun is not a real magical weapon, it is also a foundation-building secret technique. It has been accumulated for decades. It is not impossible to fight against a mid-stage foundation-building monk when he explodes with all his strength.

But the protective barrier that he couldn't break with one blow was shattered on the spot by Han Li's zombie punch.

It seems that this adventure to find Han Li was successful.

When Mu Jincheng and the other three saw this scene, their expressions suddenly hardened, and they felt horrified in their hearts. Mu Jincheng quickly threw out another amulet and turned it into a barrier to protect his whole body, but it was shattered again by Blood Ink Three Thousand.

Two more.

Same thing.

When he saw Xuemo Sanqian's corpse energy still thick and full, Mu Jincheng stopped throwing the second-level amulet.

If it can be protected for a moment, a second-level low-grade amulet will be gone if it is gone. It can only withstand one blow from this corpse. Using it will just empty the family's wealth in vain, which is meaningless.

"I advise you not to wade into this muddy water. This person, Feng Jue, is the person named by Zhenren Jiadan of our sect. He wants to see his body if he dies, and he wants to see people alive. My fellow Taoist, it must have taken a lot of trouble to raise this corpse. If you don’t want everything to be in vain in the end, leave quickly and don’t seek death!”

Mu Jincheng asked coldly, and took out a golden token that showed the aura of a fake elixir.

When Wen Jiu carefully examined the token and determined that it was indeed a fake elixir, he couldn't help but glance at Feng Jue, who looked ugly.

Good guy.

The real person asked for the fake elixir by name.

It seems that the top management of Shenjue Qianfeng may have known something, but what they knew was definitely not very clear, so they only named the people to be sealed off and did not take action against Dongfang Tiancheng.

"Fellow Daoist Han, don't be fooled by him. Although Zhenren Fake Dan is powerful, he is nothing in front of the Lord of Fengyun Fairy City. On this trip, we only need to enter the Little Demon Realm. Even if he comes in person, we don't dare to enter, let alone because of I have brought conflict between the entire Shenjue Qianfeng and the Lord of Fengyun Immortal City." Feng Jue spoke quickly because he knew what kind of person Han Li was.

As soon as the words "Fake Dan Zhenren" came out, Han Li would probably weigh the pros and cons and turn around and leave.

Then Feng Jue added, "If fellow Taoist don't believe it, I can hand over the Zuomen Order to fellow Taoist right now. The reason why there are Shenjue Qianfeng cultivators in Fengyun Immortal City is because the Lord of Fengyun Immortal City gave him The ancestor of Shenjue Qianfeng is a bit thin-faced, but the Little Demon Realm is different, and it involves the secret method of the left way.

Therefore, the Lord of Fengyun Immortal City never gave in. Thirty years ago, a Jindan master from Shenjue Qianfeng tried to enter, but his arm was chopped off. From then on, no Shenjue Qianfeng monk dared to step into the Little Demon Realm. "

Seeing Feng Jue's anxious look, Wen Jiu nodded to express his belief. In fact, when the fake Dan master's token came out, he became even more determined to help Feng Jue and must not let it fall into the hands of Shen Jue Qianfeng. .

But since Feng Jue opened his mouth to give Zuo Menling, there was no reason for Wen Jiu to refuse.

After carefully investigating Zuomen Ling, and confirming that it was extraordinary, Wen Jiu continued to control the Three Thousand Blood Ink to attack the Jinhua Protective Sword. Seeing this, Feng Jue finally regained his murderous intent in his nervous expression.

As long as Han Li doesn't retreat.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, I will tear apart the Jinhua Protective Sword in one breath. Do you have any idea how to defeat Mu Jincheng?"

Wen Jiu spoke.

Wen Jiu didn't want to, nor dared to use Jueling Corpse Qi, so he decided to let Feng Jue deal with Mu Jincheng.

When Feng Jue heard this message, he was overjoyed and he did not hesitate to send the message to Blood Ink Three Thousand, "If fellow Taoist can really tear a hole in the Jinhua Protective Sword, I will have a way to kill Mu Jincheng!"

"OK."

After the sound transmission.

The Blood-Ink Three Thousand Corpse Qi erupted again. He had carefully observed this second-level mid-grade protective weapon. It was not watertight like a barrier. On the contrary, it had many gaps. It was just that the monks in the early stages of foundation building could not take advantage of these gaps.

The thousands of small swords transformed into the Jinhua Protective Sword are circulating, forming a shield with absolute lethality, but because of the existence of this lethality, it has become a less pure protective magic weapon.

obviously.

This has something to do with Mu Jincheng's temperament. Mu Jincheng should actually be a murderous person at his core.

This way.

Just squeeze the corpse in to open a hole.

If an ordinary second-level magic weapon or foundation-building body cultivator is forced into it, it will probably be torn to pieces, but Blood Ink Three Thousand cannot even break through the defense of the second-level high-grade Fire Hidden Dragon Roar Talisman.

"Fellow Taoist, I think you are looking for death!" Seeing the Blood Ink Sanqian rushing over, Mu Jincheng was furious, and immediately informed the other foundation-building monks of Shenjue Qianfeng about what happened at this moment through the transmission notes.

Highlights of zombies and zombie keepers.

From Mu Jincheng's point of view, as long as the news is spread, this secretive corpse breeder will have no way to hide. After all, the corpse breeders in the entire Divine Thousand Peaks Foundation Establishment Period can be counted on one hand.

next moment.

Xue Mo San Qian rammed into the Jin Hua Bodyguard Sword, but did not cause any substantial damage to it. Seeing this, Mu Jin Cheng laughed lightly, "How ridiculous! You dare to confront my Jin Hua Bodyguard Sword head-on——"

But the smile stopped abruptly the next moment.

The scene that Mu Jin Cheng expected did not happen, and Xue Mo San Qian's body was not torn to pieces.

On the contrary, when the thousands of small swords transformed by the Jin Hua Bodyguard Sword fell on Xue Mo San Qian, there were constant collision sounds.

Dangdangdangdang——

His body was not injured at all under the Jin Hua Bodyguard Sword, and the originally unbreakable Jin Hua Bodyguard Sword was also forcibly squeezed out a gap. Although it was only one foot wide, it also made Mu Jin Cheng's face change suddenly.

"Impossible!"

Mu Jin Cheng was horrified.

The two vassal foundation-building cultivators beside him were even more shocked.

Feng Jue was overjoyed when he saw this scene. The power contained in the Blood Killing Moon Spear in his hand suddenly burst out, and the killing intent became stronger and stronger, and the familiarity was several times more than before.

"Friend Han, hold on!"

Feng Jue quickly sent a message, because if he wanted to kill Mu Jincheng, he still needed to be familiar with the accumulation of time.

Wen Jiu did not respond, but squeezed his entire body directly into it, squeezing the Jinhua bodyguard sword to open a huge crack more than one person high, and as more and more small swords were blocked, the crack began to extend rapidly, and it reached several feet before he knew it.

Mu Jincheng was horrified, and there was no time to think more. He suddenly grasped a golden sword in his hand, raised his hand and rolled up a sharp sword to kill Xue Mo San Qian, but when the sword fell on the corpse, there was only a sound of waiting.

Xue Mo San Qian did not retreat.

The golden sword did not enter the corpse.

On the contrary, the tip of the second-level inferior magic weapon shattered, and the backlash force really shocked Mu Jincheng to spit out a mouthful of blood, and he almost couldn't stand steadily. At this time, Feng Jue was overjoyed and threw the Blood Killing Moon Spear.

A blood-colored light suddenly crossed the sky.

Puff——

Mu Jincheng's protective inner armor was pierced on the spot, leaving a huge blood hole on his chest with blood gushing out.

"No——"

Mu Jincheng flew backwards at the same time and hit the Jinhua protective sword, which had not stopped yet. He was torn into pieces by the Jinhua protective sword on the spot, and he didn't even have time to utter the second word before he turned into pieces of meat.

However, at this moment, a soul mark suddenly flew out and rushed directly into Xuemo Sanqian's body, and at the same time, an old voice with the power of fake pills followed.

"You dare to kill my descendants, you are really looking for death!"

Just one word.

The momentum overwhelmed everything at the moment.