Zombie: Buddha of the Nine Gates, Martial Saint on Earth!

tear!

This powerful ghost raised its sharp claws and grabbed Zhang Qishan's back.

At the moment when the ghost's claws were about to grab Zhang Qishan's back, Zhang Qishan hit his elbow backwards, and a violent force shook the ghost away.

The ghost body bent into a bow and flew backwards continuously.

Zhang Qishan turned around, took a step forward, and shot up, looking at the backward ghost, he suppressed it with one punch.

The ghost resisted with both arms.

Zhang Qishan's fist landed on the ghost's arms.

A click.

The ghost's arms exploded on the spot, and the entire ghost's body wiped a crack of more than ten meters on the ground, and then hit a wall, and the front wall was torn apart.

The ghost was embedded in the wall, and he showed a horrified look.

He couldn't figure it out.

Why is this young man so strong.

"Why, you are not a Taoist priest, nor a monk, why are you so powerful."

The ghost was dying.

Zhang Qishan walked to him with an indifferent expression: "You only know art and Buddhism, don't you know my human race's way of cultivation?"

Zhang Qishan clasped his head with five fingers, then twisted suddenly, and with a click, the ghost disappeared in ashes on the spot.

The remaining ghosts looked at Zhang Qishan with extreme panic. They were extremely frightened, and they had never seen such a ferocious person.

Zhang Qishan snorted coldly, ejected and galloped, turned into an afterimage and directly suppressed and killed him.

in a moment.

All the ghosts in the whole ruins.

All were killed by Zhang Qishan alone.

Zhang Qishan spread his hands wide and sucked away the ghost energy here. This time, he gained a lot, especially the ghost energy of that ghost spirit, which is equivalent to the body element of a royal bronze corpse.

However, if he wants to break through the second secret realm and become a rank two master, this amount of energy is still not enough.

But Zhang Qishan is not in a hurry.

The appearance of the long-legged girl in front of her meant that the red-robed fire ghost would also appear in this world.

This red-robed fire ghost is not an ordinary ghost, but a real ghost spirit, whose cultivation base is much stronger than the ghost spirit he killed just now.

Once Zhang Qi harvests the red-robed fire ghost, he believes that he will be able to break through the second secret realm and become a second-rank master.

After inhaling the ghost energy, Zhang Qishan walked out of the gate of the ruins, while Ao Ningshuang was still standing there in a daze.

"Why are you standing there, still not leaving?"

Ao Ningshuang immediately ran out, "Little brother, you are too powerful, you singled out the entire ghost nest, are you a disciple of Maoshan, or a disciple of Tianshi Mansion?"

Zhang Qishan said calmly: "I'm not from your Taoist sect, I don't practice Taoism."

Just at this time.

A middle-aged man ejected.

He saw that Ao Ningshuang was fine.

He let out a sharp breath.

"Smelly girl, aren't you afraid of death? If you dare to steal my sword, I guess you came here."

Ao Ningshuang smiled happily and ran over, "Daddy, why are you here?"

"Hmph, you're so thoughtful, don't think I don't know, the ruins behind here are a haunted place."

"Daddy, I know, but it's all settled."

Ao Tianlong looked at his daughter and said: "There are countless ghosts and ghosts in this ghost nest, and there are also strong ghosts. Your Taoism is low, and it is impossible to be their opponent with a demon-slaying sword."

"Daddy, of course I am not their opponent, it was the little brother in black robe behind me who killed this place." Ao Ningshuang said.

Ao Tianlong's eyes froze, and his eyes locked on Zhang Qishan.

"Young man, which school are you practicing?"

"No school, no sect." Zhang Qishan said indifferently.

Looking at Zhang Qishan's well-proportioned figure, his appearance is very suitable for practicing Taoism.

He wanted to accept Zhang Qishan as his apprentice.

Zhang Qishan also looked at Aotianlong.

The Aotianlong's aura is not weak either, much stronger than the Maoshan Elder Liu who killed it.

obviously.

This Aotianlong should be a strong Taoist celestial master.

but.

Even if it is a celestial master.

Zhang Qishan feels that this Aotianlong is still not his opponent.

"Hahahaha, young man, why don't you join my sect, and I will teach you the mantle." Ao Tianlong said.

Ao Ningshuang on the side clapped her hands, "Okay, okay."

Zhang Qishan shook his head and said: "You are a celestial master of Taoism, you are indeed very strong in the world and in the mysterious world, but I am not interested in Taoism, and you are not my opponent."

"Little brother, my father is also very powerful. My father is the head of the generation. He hasn't fought yet. How do you know that my father is not your opponent?" Ao Ningshuang let out a breath.

Ao Tianlong smiled and said: "Hahahaha, how will you know if you don't try."

A swipe.

Ao Tianlong stepped on the mysterious footwork, and his whole body turned into a series of phantoms, reaching Zhang Qishan three meters away in an instant.

Then a fierce and domineering palm wind swept down with a blazing sun aura.

Zhang Qishan's expression was indifferent, he waved his hand casually, and punched him away.

boom!

One punch and one palm collided with each other.

Ao Tianlong's whole body slipped a few meters on the ground.

This?

This?

Ao Ningshuang was shocked.

Ao Tianlong also showed an unbelievable look.

As soon as he was in shock, he heard the sound of the air tearing, and a figure moved quickly, tearing the void at a moving speed.

Then, another punch hit him.

Ao Tianlong blocked with both arms.

Boom.

Ao Tianlong's whole body couldn't help but slid back on the ground for tens of meters before stopping.

him at the moment.

Qi and blood in the body rushed everywhere, the bones ached, and the internal organs were scorching hot.

The young man on the opposite side.

Just two punches.

It completely defeated him.

Shocked.

In addition to shock or shock.

He is the head of a generation, a generation of celestial masters.

He was defeated with two punches by a mysterious boy.

……

ps (asking for flowers, asking for evaluation tickets, asking for monthly tickets, please everyone.).

Chapter 42

Most importantly, this black-robed young man seemed to be using pure physical strength.

He just used Lieyang Dao Palm, this palm technique is extremely powerful, the person who uses this palm can increase blood energy, increase strength, and deepen mana.

With a palm blast, the ghosts retreated.

However, the black-robed young man completely defeated him with just two punches.

In other words, this black-robed young man used pure power.

Ao Ningshuang at the side also took a deep breath, "What, this, how is this possible, even Daddy is not his opponent."

Think of Zhang Qishan's ferocious state of killing ghosts in the ruins.

Ao Ningshuang let out a sigh of relief: "This black-robed little brother is really perverted, what is his origin?"

Looking at Ao Tianlong, Zhang Qishan said calmly: "The punch just now was about [-]% of my strength, so, do you still want to accept me as an apprentice now?"

what?

[-]%?

This Nima?

Ao Tianlong was shocked again.

If he used [-]% strength, wouldn't he be disabled if he was punched just now?

You know, he is a master of heaven.

With his cultivation level, he can also serve as an elder in a super martial arts sect like Maoshan.

"I, Ao Tianlong, am convinced. Your Excellency broke my law with strength, and there is no fluctuation of mana in my body. I am very puzzled, what is your Excellency cultivating?"

"Hahahaha!" Zhang Qishan looked up to the sky and smiled.

A powerful qi and blood vibrated in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, behind him, a gigantic crane phantom appeared.

Gives a very oppressive atmosphere.

Ao Ningshuang was shocked again.

"Daddy, what is this?"

Ao Tianlong took a wild breath, "It's amazing blood, that's the shadow of a crane, could it be, could it be that you are..."

Ao Tianlong looked at Zhang Qishan, shocked again and again.

"You are a master of humanism!"

Zhang Qishan nodded: "Ao Dao has good eyesight, he is worthy of being a master of heaven."

Hearing Zhang Qishan personally admitting that he is a master of humanity, Ao Tianlong finally understood why he couldn't beat this black-robed young man.

A master of humanity, invincible in blood and terrifying in strength.

He is just a little celestial master, and he really can't beat the human master.

"At such a young age, I am able to become a master of Dao. This talent is really enviable. I have cultivated for decades before I became a little celestial master."

"Oh, little celestial master?"