Turned a corner while ascending

Bai Zhizhuo's flying sword rose against the wind, and instantly changed from the length of a palm to two feet long, and the heavy horizontal sword slashed between the two sides with the power of splitting mountains and rivers!

This blow was much more powerful than that mist stone, the ground trembled, and the aftermath knocked out all the worms that hadn't been checked for a while.

Jin divided his hands, one side of the Taiyi Yellow Spring Pearl was white and the other was black, and two streams of water flowed out from the small beads.

He flicked ten fingers of his nimble little hands, and a small amount of black water flow was divided into filaments by him, and then he was busy like a spider weaving a huge web with water as silk in the huge space in front of him, like a watershed, pulling him away. I, including several human cultivators, were separated from the ancient orcs.

The black water became invisible after being extremely fine, harmoniously hidden in the air, and the naked eye could not distinguish it at all.

Another stream of transparent light-colored water, unattractive in appearance, is like ordinary water in any river, lake, or sea. After leaving the Taiyi Yellow Spring Pearl, it gathers behind Jin Que, as if it has given him a pair of small wings.

However, Jin Que's actions did not attract any attention from Chongqu.

His whole body was seized by the delicious smell of Bai Zhizhuo, and after being slapped and flew out, he raised his face and let out a scream, and the souls of the ancient beast race around him seemed to be trapped, and they were no longer Try to attack anyone.

Bai Zhizhuo is a little funny, this ugly bug, does it still want to fight alone?

But he didn't know that Chongqu was announcing the news that he could enjoy the delicious food exclusively as the head of the young patriarch. However, the more spiritual power Bai Zhizhuo mobilized, the breath of the Nascent Soul in the lower dantian would leak out. To Chongqu and the others, it is no less delicious than dragon liver and phoenix marrow to cultivators. It is also a treasure that can increase their cultivation. They dare not intervene, and they are reluctant to leave.

The shell occupied by Chongqu is the third generation of disciples under the head of the Tianxuan Sect, a monk of the fourth-rank physical body of the Xuantong realm, and his own spiritual power is temporarily suppressed by the secret method in the second-rank bone forging realm, but the physical strength is a real fourth-rank.

This situation is so similar to Bai Zhizhuo's, the two of them can be regarded as real opponents at chess, half a catty against eighty two.

As soon as Xingchen sword is received, it is held in the hand with the sharpness of a flying sword, like an ordinary person. The horizontal blade of the sword has the power to open mountains, and the oblique stab is as light and flexible as a fish swimming in a river. Great power.

Bai Zhizhuo purely fought against Chongqu with his physical strength, and one after another, small black and white fish patterns of yin and yang exploded under his feet, for him to move the spiritual essence in the air.

Chong Qu's eyes gradually turned from black and white to red. He was inexplicably excited that the human cultivator, who thought he was sure of everything, was unexpectedly able to fight.

It's as if a plate of fragrant and delicious food has grown its own legs, and the process of obtaining the food is also a rare enjoyment for Chongqu.

Hitting from the ground to the sky, and then from the sky to the ground, the flying sand rolled up makes it difficult for ordinary people to distinguish the scene ten feet away, but a cultivator has excellent eyesight and can clearly see that the two arms of Chongqu were killed by Xing Chenjian. His sword qi was bloody, and every time Chongqu tried to suppress Bai Zhizhuo with pure physical strength, he would be counterattacked back with stronger force.

The more he was beaten, the more uncomfortable it became. It seemed that there was an invisible cage in the world that was gradually shrinking and shrinking, slowly trying to put him in it. This made him more and more crazy, and almost forgot his original purpose.

However, Bai Zhizhuo's beating became more and more hearty, and the pure white cassock changed into a narrow-sleeved dress at his will, and his whole body seemed to turn into a snow-white shadow, flying up and down wrapped around the ugly and embarrassing worms.

Xing Chenjian's unique sense of weight can almost make the blunt sound of boulders colliding every time he shoots it.

It seemed that he hadn't shot so happily for a long, long time, and he couldn't help but let out a clear and long howl.

Companion to Bai Zhizhuo's howl was Chongqu's howl that became more and more crazily, the sound became more and more urgent and louder, making the hearts of all the people watching the battle tightly gripped, stretched into a string.

The race of Chongqu is large in size and inconvenient to move, so it is not taken seriously by the ancient beast race. The only thing they can rely on is to insult low-level human cultivators with natural supernatural powers such as the random attack of the soul.

Therefore, Chongqu and Bai Zhizhuo will only fight with their physical strength. Originally, the physical body of a fourth-rank cultivator is absolutely sure against a boy of the first-rank Yuanshen stage, but no one thought that Bai Zhizhuo would also He is not just a pure first-rank cultivator, he is not only physically strong, but also has superb swordsmanship, and even the Taoist supernatural powers he practiced are also very extraordinary. The force of that point of attack can be easily dissipated by the yin and yang fish patterns appearing on the body surface one after another.

Rong Chang was already dumbfounded.

From the moment the iconic yin-yang fish pattern appeared, she had already identified this person's identity in her heart, and she would never have thought of why other first-rank sects would intervene. She was originally surprised by Bai Zhizhuo's strength. Soon relieved.

That's right, since I can come here myself, it can't stop other people from the same background as her from coming here, that is, the gratitude that originally arose for being saved suddenly turned into a complicated feeling that I don't know how to describe. If the description is exaggerated, it may be called love and hate?

"Dabai! Over there! Go stop those people from summoning spirits first!" Jin reminded loudly from outside.

Bai Zhizhuo's flying sword paused when he went out, his eyes sharpened, and he decided to have a sincere exchange on the matter of addressing, but he abandoned Chongqu without hesitation, and flew in the direction of Zhizhi Lingmu.

At the same time, he yanked his hand on the hilt of the sword, as if taking off a layer of coat. He dragged the Xingchen sword out and held it in his hand, but left the exact same Xingchen sword on the spot. He seemed to consume a lot on this matter, he took out two Huangfeng pills and swallowed them in his busy schedule.

Then the white shadow flickered, and when it appeared near the Zhizhuo Lingmu, a handle with a pitch-black background, and huge star Chen Jian dotted on it appeared at the same time, like a galaxy falling into the mortal dust, Bai Zhizhuo stepped on the river and died Come on, look great.

It's a pity that none of his opponents are human races, so they can't appreciate his demeanor.

Everything only happened in an instant.

The leaves of the roasted spirit wood shone with golden and fiery red light, following the awkward spells of the four ancient orcs under the tree in human shells, as if they were breathing .

At the same time, the golden glow gradually deepened, slowly overshadowing the red light. The four people under the tree seemed to be bathed in golden water, with painful expressions, and wisps of smoke evaporated from their bodies, accompanied by , the four of them have lost a lot of weight, but their mouths are still opening and closing, and the whole body is dyed golden.

Four green lines that symbolize vitality are entwined and connected to a certain point of the tree trunk. As the sound of the incantation becomes more and more urgent, the green lines seem to become thicker and thicker.

Bai Zhizhuo arrived at this time.

Seeing this, Chong Qu's forced irrational mind suddenly sobered up, and flew to stop him, but was blocked by another Xing Chen sword.

"Oh—" he let out a scream, as if he had pressed a certain switch, and the original souls of the ancient beast race that had not moved were activated on the spot, and one by one, they increased their speed to the extreme, and quickly rushed towards the burning spirit wood. The direction flew to the past.

With their speed, this distance can be reached almost in the blink of an eye.

however.

Bai Zhizhuo stepped on the star Chen Jian, the blade of the sword slanted, the shining stars on the sword turned into meteors, and then he stepped out with a sword of incomparable brilliance!

Time seems to stop at this moment.

The extremely bright golden light burst out at this moment, fully showing the image of Bai Zhizhuo stepping on the flying sword, the blade of the flying sword obliquely inserted at the connection between the crown and the trunk.

At this moment, Jin couldn't help but close his eyes, even if he closed them, the golden light was still shining in front of his eyes.

Rong Chang opened her mouth, and the golden light between the sky and the earth became one piece. In this golden light, Bai Zhizhuo in white clothes, the black Xing Chenjian, and the handsome appearance of the legendary gods in the clothes, became meaningful in her eyes.

The Zhizhi Lingmu was stabbed right by the sword, the tree body tilted slightly, and then a huge force came, not only flying the four ancient beasts under the tree, but also destroying the four flesh bodies in an instant However, Bai Zhizhuo, the master of the flying sword, was the first among them. After a little judgment, the force could not be resisted, so he quickly abandoned the sword and moved away.

After the eruption of the Zhizhi Lingmu, all the golden glows subsided, and even the leaves, which were originally very energetic, became a little sluggish.

Then, Bai Zhizhuo encountered an embarrassing thing.

His Xingchen Sword seemed to grow on a tree, no matter how he summoned it, he couldn't be summoned back.

This is not at all different from what he thought before.

Originally, he was thinking that Yixing Chenjian slapped the tree trunk, relying on the strength of the rebound, he could take advantage of the momentum and slap the four ancient beasts into the air at the same time, cutting off their summoning ceremony.

But he didn't expect that the roast, which is said to be extremely hard and extremely difficult to cut, would be directly cut by his ordinary stroke.

The psychic liquid containing extremely strong vitality that had been accumulated in the tree for tens of thousands of years was slowly oozing out along the blade.

When the golden light dissipated, Chongqu saw everything in front of him clearly, paused for a moment, and then went crazy instantly!

"Give it to me, kill him, kill them all!" This sentence was not shouted in human language, but everyone present understood it.

The body occupied by the worm canal suddenly swelled up like blowing air, the joints and muscles were forcibly stretched, and there was a sudden crackling sound, the worm canal disappeared, and a giant about three feet tall was replaced.

The giant's muscles and muscles were shattered, revealing nine huge bones shining with colorful aura inside, which were exactly the nine fairy bones that the owner of the previous body painstakingly tormented.

The giant lowered its body, stepped on the other Xingchen Sword with one foot, and grabbed Bai Zhizhuo with one hand.

Bai Zhizhuo tapped his toes, and black and white yin-yang fish patterns appeared under his feet one after another, supporting him to toss and turn in the air like walking on the ground.

Bai Zhizhuo raised his hands empty-handed, while the other transparent or translucent ancient beast clan primordial souls galloped towards him with their teeth and claws open.

They scrambled to be the master of this new body.

Bai Zhizhuo's speed exploded to the extreme, not only to avoid the giant hands and feet of Chongqu, but also to avoid the endless stream of primordial souls.

He didn't have a fairy bone on him, and if he was caught by the crazy Chong Qu, the result would be hard to say.

Rong Chang watched this scene from a distance, saw Bai Zhizhuo's dangerous appearance, and watched the obviously familiar, unrestrained and handsome nephew of the same school become what he is now, biting his lips tightly.

"Aren't you going to help him?" Suddenly, she turned to Jin and asked.

Jin was calm and calm: "It's nothing, this is far from his limit."

Even monsters like Wangchuan Stone can't do anything with his soul, what is the ancient beast clan of the highest fourth rank in the district.

An invisible water net separates the lively battlefield from the peaceful remnant soldiers and generals here.

Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, Chong Qu was already full of anger, and without thinking about it, he gave up and continued to catch Bai Zhizhuo. With a backhand thrust, he inserted one hand deeply into the dantian of this body, and took out a stick from it. Bloody stuff.

Jin frowned, Rong Chang clenched his fists violently, and the three seriously injured nephews behind her wailed, as if the pain had happened directly to them. Taking a closer look, these three proud sons of heaven , with tears in their eyes, already extremely angry and sad.

Chongqu's huge transparent real body came out faintly, and when the bony palm was thrown, the bloody mass was thrown into Chongzi's big mouth, and he swallowed it in two or three mouthfuls.

Then, the giant's body fell slowly while shrinking sharply. In the end, the whole body was thrown to the ground by the worm drain like a piece of rag or other broken objects.

Chong Qu raised his head and let out a sharp cry, the voice was full of anger, the surrounding ancient beasts instantly seemed to have taken some panacea, their bodies swelled up suddenly, and the impact speed became faster and faster.

Bai Zhizhuo began to get tired of coping, clumsy left and right, and finally, a few ancient beast race primordial souls forced him into a corner of the air, and his two big worms rolled towards him at an even faster speed, and were about to overwhelm him. His soul was wiped out on the spot.

At this moment, it was extremely dangerous, Rong Chang quietly closed his eyes and turned his head.Jin frowned, and the small wings made of water behind him flapped slowly, eager to try.

Bai Zhizhuo's pupils reflected a huge and ugly worm face outline, and a pair of blood red eyes that were bound to win.

At the moment of crisis, a little golden light seemed to light a fire in his eyes!

The moment when Chongqu's transparent soul touched Bai Zhizhuo.

The extremely cold feeling came from the place of contact, Bai Zhizhuo seemed to be petrified, blinked, and opened again, his eyes were brilliant golden!

A phantom of a huge golden book rose above his head. The strong light emitted by the golden book was no less than the counterattack of the roasted spirit wood just now. There were four clear characters on the page, but none of the people present could read it. Clearly.

At the same time, a voice came from far to near: "Fellow Daoist Bai, Gong is late!"