Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

After the phantom's voice fell, its figure suddenly blurred, turning into an afterimage and disappearing.

Immediately afterwards, a shadow appeared strangely on the left side of Zhou Yiqiao and punched out.

The fist tore through the sky, its power was extraordinary!

Zhou Yiqiao hurriedly raised his hand to resist, and used his natal magical power together with Zhenhaizhu to weaken the power of the fist, and at the same time, he fixed the purple bamboo sword and slashed a cross.

"boom!"

The fist exploded, and a strong explosion resounded throughout the world.

Zhou Yiqiao was hit by the strong counter-shock force and flew more than ten feet before he could barely stabilize his body.

But the shadow didn't give him a chance to breathe.

His figure was blurred again. The next moment, the shadow appeared behind Zhou Yiqiao again and kicked Zhou Yiqiao in the back.

Zhou Yiqiao noticed the attack from behind, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his body moved quickly sideways, barely able to avoid Xu Ying's kick.

Just as Zhou Yiqiao stopped, the shadow approached him again, and the continuous attacks hit Zhou Yiqiao like a rainstorm of pear blossoms.

Zhou Yiqiao was tired of parrying and kept dodging, thinking of countermeasures in his mind quickly.

The phantom is like a maggot attached to the bone. If he cannot distance himself from the opponent, then Zhou Yiqiao will have no choice but to be exhausted of his spiritual power and completely defeated.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yiqiao suddenly flashed forward, giving up his defense and actively facing the phantom's attack.

He held the Fixed Purple Bamboo Sword, and the scarlet sword energy of the Seven Kills Sword Art suddenly formed on it.

Zhou Yiqiao relied on the strength of his physical body and the defensive power of Yu Lei Yi to withstand an attack from the phantom, and was only a foot away from the phantom.

"call out."

Zhou Yiqiao's eyes narrowed, and he swung the Fixed Purple Bamboo Sword. The scarlet sword energy formed from the Seven Kills Sword Art came out of his hand and slashed towards the waist and abdomen of Xuying.

With a muffled sound of "bang", the scarlet sword energy struck the shadow's body-protecting aura, and dissipated in an instant without harming the shadow at all.

But all this is enough!

When using the phantom to resist the Seven Kills Sword Technique with all his strength, he used the Jiuqu Yinluo Mirror.

"Certainly!"

Zhou Yiqiao uttered the truth, and poured most of his spiritual power from his left hand into the Jiuqu Yinluo Mirror. A gorgeous light shot out from the mirror, and in the blink of an eye, the time and space around the shadow froze.

Zhou Yiqiao knew that the Jiuqu Yinluo Mirror, which had just a hint of space-time power, could not bring him a decisive victory.

When this plan succeeded, he soared into the sky and flew hundreds of feet into the sky.

The Bahuang Disk was suspended above his head. Zhou Yiqiao was doing two things. He made seals with his left hand to activate the Bahuang Thunder, and cast spells with his right hand to sacrifice the Bahuang Chousha.

Two attacks, one good and one evil, one yin and one yang, were carried by the gusts of wind, and with the force of a corner, they merged into one and hit the virtual shadow fiercely.

The void was shaking endlessly, and strong winds were raging in all directions.

Under the collision of two shocking powers, the shadow's body swayed violently, and its expression finally became serious.

The phantom stretched out his index finger, and from a little distance, the majestic spiritual energy gathered and turned into a red shield pattern on his fingertip.

Immediately, the phantom pushed suddenly, and the red shield rapidly expanded towards Zhou Yiqiao.

Wherever the shield pattern passed, the surrounding air was distorted and turbulent fluctuations occurred.

Zhou Yiqiao looked down from a high position and watched the red shield getting bigger and bigger, without showing any fearful expression on his face.

He stretched out his hand and took the Ten Thousand Souls Flag into his hand.

Golden spiritual power continued to pour into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner from the palm of his hand, and two golden elixir realm ghosts appeared on the battlefield.

"Do you have a backup plan?!"

Xuying exclaimed when he saw the two golden elixir ghosts summoned by Zhou Yiqiao.

In the previous fights, Zhou Yiqiao had never summoned the ghosts of these two golden elixir realms, so Xuying mistakenly thought that Zhou Yiqiao had no trump card.

As everyone knows, when he saw the phantom on the fourth floor, Zhou Yiqiao had expected such a situation.

After he saw that although the shadow had copied the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, it could not copy the ghosts in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, he came up with the idea of ​​hiding two golden elixir realm ghosts.

But now, hard work pays off, and the long-term forbearance finally comes in handy!

"go."

Zhou Yiqiao shouted angrily, and the two ghosts immediately took orders and fiercely attacked the shadows.

When Xuying saw this, he naturally didn't want to be captured like this.

He made a hand seal, and a ball of dazzling white light rose from his chest and merged into the sky.

In an instant, the originally clear night sky suddenly turned dark, as if we had entered another world.

At the same time, the surrounding space became distorted, as if something was trying to break free.

Zhou Yiqiao instinctively felt that he could not let Xuying successfully perform this technique.

He multitasked, controlling the two golden elixir ghosts, and continued to attack the phantom.

And he is using his spiritual power to activate the Eight Desolate Pans.

"Buzz...buzz!"

The next moment, Bahuang Pan shot out two balls of gas, one black and one white.

The black and white auras intertwined with each other and turned into a huge Bagua disk, suspended above Zhou Yiqiao's head, continuously emitting thunderous thunders that were as strong as yang and sorrows that were as soft as yin.

Thunder and Chousha each wrapped up a golden elixir ghost, turned into two ferocious skeleton ghost heads, roared and bit towards the phantom!

"boom!"

Two completely different attacks constantly hindered the movements of the phantom, causing landslides and landslides as soon as the arms were waved!

The terrifying shock wave swept across the entire sky, causing mountains, rivers, and vegetation within several miles to collapse!

Although the shadow has rich combat experience, its own strength is not comparable to that of the main body.

The two ghosts were not afraid of death, and they always traded their lives for lives when attacking. As a last resort, they had to give up releasing the secret method and instead resist the stormy attack.

Seeing that the virtual shadow was finally controlled, Zhou Yiqiao quickly summoned the fixed purple bamboo sword in front of him.

He controlled the sword with Qi, and a rich blood sword that Xu Ying had never seen before slowly took shape from the heaven and earth.

Zhou Yiqiao stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and the magic power in the spiritual sea poured into the fixed purple bamboo sword like a floodgate opening.

The blood sword swallowed up a large amount of spiritual energy, and instantly condensed it a thousand times, turning into a giant sword that held up the sky.

"cut!"

Zhou Yiqiao roared sharply, and the giant sword that held up the sky cut through the sky, slashing straight down with a devastating force.

Wherever the giant sword passed, the mountains were split in half!

The phantom hit the sword, and the figure was thrown away along with the rocks. The whole body was covered with sword marks of different depths. The figure was dim and almost disappeared.

Seeing this, Zhou Yiqiao immediately seized the opportunity to pursue him. He walked away with his sword and stabbed forward suddenly.

Before the phantom landed, the fixed purple bamboo sword had already reached its chest.

"Boy, you are very good."

Xuying looked up at Zhou Yiqiao, his eyes filled with admiration.

"You have been able to hide your clumsiness to the last level. Your strength, character and cultivation are very good. Unfortunately, you are not a disciple of my Netherworld Sect."

Xuying sighed, and then said seriously.

"It doesn't matter, it's time and destiny. Next, I will teach you the Nine Turns of Reincarnation Kung Fu, kid, take it!"