I am eight years old again, and I will never serve as a cauldron for the empress again.

"What happened to me? Do you look down on me?"

Zhuang Zhou said to the ghost cultivator in black robe.

He had an unruly expression on his face.

"Why is Zhuang Zhou like this when he fights?"

Zhuang Zhou actually walked out with crab steps.

Bai Lian couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

When he was refining the talisman just now, Zhuang Zhou was still a shy and humble boy.

And now I feel a bit like a playboy who doesn't know who he is after drinking two ounces of wine.

Shenxiu was also surprised.

In his impression, Zhuang Zhou should not be like this.

At that time, he also saw the battle when Zhuang Zhou climbed the mountain.

Step by step, very cautious.

Although he used some tricks, there was never any hint of arrogance or arrogance on his face.

"You bastard, you're still shouting here! You can't even be considered human or ghost now. You have completely turned into an undead. Why don't you quickly grab a number and line up to reincarnate in time? Reincarnated. He is still domineering in this Lingtian Realm, killing people at will. He has caused too many injustices, and when the time comes, he will leave a bad debt in the hands of the reincarnation judge, and he can be reborn as a beast."

Every word of Zhuang Zhou's words was stimulating to this fierce ghost under the black robe.

The fierce ghost also had a black line on his forehead, and he was filled with anger. This human boy was not very good at all. Why did he speak so unpleasantly? Was his spittle made of a knife?The words were so heartbreaking that it was difficult for him not to be angry.

"Human boy, don't be so arrogant. Do you know what will happen if you offend me?"

"But now it's too late even if you regret and want to apologize to me. I decided to temporarily execute you, cut off your flesh piece by piece, and let you watch with your own eyes as I eat your meat bit by bit. Fall out and let you die in endless pain and regret."

This fierce ghost's resentment towards Zhuang Zhou has reached its limit.

He said to Zhuang Zhou with great resentment.

Changing from a ghost cultivator to a powerful ghost is a last resort.

If it weren't for the threats from above, who would be willing to become like this?Even with a black robe, you can still gain endless power of death.However, it cannot be transformed into a human being. No matter how powerful it is, what is its value?

Zhuang Zhou's words just touched the most painful point in his heart.

That's why he became even more furious.

"Nether Ghost Claw!"

The ghost cultivator is no longer in contact with Zhuang Zhou.

His palm reached out.In the blink of an eye, it turned out to be the size of a millstone.

But there was no flesh and blood on his palms, instead, there were stark white bones, which turned into standing claws and grabbed Zhuang Zhou's shoulders.

Zhuang Zhou couldn't help but sneer.

"What's the point of trivial skills?"

Zhuang Zhou's body trembled slightly.

The huge power of qi and blood in the body surged out like a river bursting its banks.

No matter what kind of undead they are, the power in their bodies is gloomy after all.

Zhuang Zhou was originally a pure yang body, and his qi and blood made him the yang of steel.The fusion of the two has the innate ability to restrain the undead's methods.

His energy and blood were like raging fire. The moment the ghost cultivator's ghost claws touched each other, the white bones turned into raging fire, and were burned to ashes in an instant.

At this time, there was a steady stream of undead power flowing out of the black robe, which needed to replenish the ghost cultivator's previous consumption.

However, when the power of the undead continued to flow.

Zhuang Zhou turned into a black phantom, suddenly getting close to him, and even touching the ghost cultivator.

The sculpture of the demon Rakshasa in his hand was also integrated into the body of the ghost cultivator.At this moment, the ghost cultivator suddenly felt a creepy feeling.

He had an illusion in his heart, as if he was a living creature of flesh and blood, and Zhuang Zhou was the ghost who secretly coveted him.

The sculpture of the demon Rakshasa was stuffed into the body of the ghost cultivator by Zhuang Zhou.

All the endless power of death was integrated into the sculpture and absorbed completely.

Ghost cultivators do not get corresponding supplements such as death.

His magical power of immortality was naturally broken.

"What the hell is this, and why can it absorb the power of death?"

The ghost cultivator showed a horrified look.

Zhuang Zhou smiled sinisterly.

"Of course it's a good thing, specially used to restrain you undead and ghost cultivators."

"Even if you have this magic weapon that can restrain my immortal body, what's the use? My cultivation is far better than yours. If I want to kill you, it only takes a moment. The treasure in your hand will sooner or later be mine." . If I can understand it and use it for my own use, my status in ghost cultivation will be raised to a higher level in the future."

The ghost cultivator under the black robe suddenly showed a greedy look.

"Supernatural power - the world of the dead!"

The black-robed ghost cultivator suddenly roared. Both he and Zhuang Zhou entered an inexplicable realm. All laws and orders in this realm were suppressed, except for the laws related to the power of death. Many times the value.

"The power of Qi and blood in Xiaojia's body is extremely strong. In my domain, your power of Qi and blood has also been weakened and suppressed! Only the laws and powers related to death will be truly blessed here. .My cultivation level is far better than yours, and now I have received several times more blessings, while you have been suppressed."

"What qualifications do you have to fight with me?"

The black-robed ghost cultivator said proudly.

Although he does not have much advantages in physical fitness and talent.

But when he entered the magical realm, the innate magical power he awakened - the world of the dead, made him make great progress.

This method is always beneficial, and countless geniuses and powerful men have died in his realm of the undead over the years.

"Oops! This Zhuang Zhou is actually trapped by a ghost cultivator. Should we help him now? After all, he belongs to a non-combat profession. It would be a pity if he really died in this realm of the undead. ”

Bai Lian showed an anxious look.Said to Shenxiu.

"Non-combat occupation?"

Shenxiu looked at Bai Lian with a strange expression.

"I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding about Zhuang Zhou's fighting ability."

As he spoke, Shenxiu's mind flashed to the scene of Zhuang Zhou ascending to the inner perimeter of Duobao Mountain to collect herbs.

What’s more, even the once-in-a-millennium genius swordsman Zhang Ruochen was beaten away by him!

No empress of the same age is his match.

Is this guy a non-combat profession?

Then how can you let those real combat professions live?

At this time, Bai Lian's face showed a look of hesitation.

She felt that she might have really misunderstood something.

Just when Bai Lian wanted to continue asking.

Boom.

A huge undead phantom appeared behind Zhuang Zhou.

An undead Cyclops at the supernatural level was summoned by him.

His body is huge, with a height of ten meters. This giant-eyed giant is like an insurmountable mountain in front of the black-robed ghost cultivator, full of oppression!

"impossible!"

The ghost cultivator under the black robe showed a horrified expression.

"You are just a cultivator at the level of Tongxuan Realm. Even if you can leapfrog the summons, you can only summon an undead at the level of the Golden Core Realm. You cannot directly summon an existence at the level of the Divine Power Realm. This is not true. In line with scientific laws.”

At this moment, the black-robed ghost cultivator's thinking was confused.

There was a breakdown in his heart.

This little guy from the human race actually summoned an undead soul at the level of supernatural powers.

What the hell, are you the ghost cultivator or am I the ghost cultivator?

"What's impossible? The so-called summoning of the dead is originally a form of communication and contract fulfillment!"

"Although I only have the cultivation level of Tongxuan Realm, I have understood the Heavenly Way of Death!"

"Originally, my understanding of the way of death was still very superficial, but with the blessing of your undead world, my strength has doubled."

"Then I used three second-level necromancy beads as a price to invite this Cyclops to fight for me. If I can successfully kill you, I promised him that after the accomplishment, I would give him five more second-level necromancy beads. Do you think I am generous?"