Taiping Inn

As soon as the old man Zang finished speaking, someone said, "Master Zang is so arrogant."

The old man Zang looked in the direction of the voice and saw the uninvited guest coming with the wind. He looked familiar. After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly said, "I remember you, Zhang Haishi's junior brother, Li Daoxu's disciple."

"Li Xuandu." The person who came was Li Xuandu.

Old Man Zang smiled: "Li Daoxu didn't come, but his disciples did. It seems that Zhang Jingxiu's face is also average."

Li Xuandu smiled lightly: "Why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken?"

Old Man Zang had dealt with three generations of Qingwei Sect, including the previous sect leader, the current Li Daoxu, and the third generation Zhang Haishi. He knew that speaking sarcastically and sarcastically was a characteristic of Qingwei Sect. If he got angry because of this, he would fall into their trap. He said calmly: "It is really amazing that you have reached the level of heaven and man at such a young age. It is not easy. Don't blame me for not reminding you..."

Before he finished speaking, Old Man Zang had already made a move.

It was still the Taiping coin, which was thrown out by Old Man Zang with a backhand, as fast as thunder.

Li Xuandu reached out to catch it, and the Taiping coin immediately ignited a dark green flame, mixed with a strong corpse gas, extremely filthy, but Li Xuandu had already prepared for it, and he circulated the "Taishang Danjing", ignited a ball of red flame on his palm, dissolving the green ghost fire on the Taiping coin, and then regenerated a chilly air, directly freezing the Taiping coin into an ice block.

The old man Zang was knowledgeable and immediately recognized the foundation of the two exercises, and couldn't help but snorted: "There are some tricks."

"Wanshi Dalizun" still held Shen Wuyou tightly with one hand, and the other hand was clenched into a fist, like a small mountain, with a whistling sound of breaking through the air, smashing down at Li Xuandu fiercely. The fist had not yet landed on Li Xuandu's body, and the wind from the fist alone made Li Xuandu's clothes rustle.

In vernacular novels, it is often said that a certain weapon weighs 100,000 jin, and a stick can kill immortals. In fact, the scholars are not good at math and think that 100,000 jin is very big, so they want to use it to exaggerate the power of weapons. However, they don’t know that 100,000 jin is actually very small. A tiger’s slap has a force of 2,000 jin, and the force of ten tigers is 20,000 jin. A huge stone with a length, width and height of 1.5 meters weighs about 100,000 jin. If a stick of 100,000 jin can kill an immortal, then the catapults of the army during the siege can kill an immortal every time they throw? Then the immortals in the sky will fall like rain.

For people in the martial arts world, a force of 108,000 jin is nothing. For example, the Hundred Barbarian King can punch with a force of 20,000 jin with just flesh and blood. Unlike the pure dharma form condensed by qi, which is illusory in itself and not too heavy, the "Ten Thousand Corpses of Great Strength" is made of the flesh and blood of real corpses. It is a hundred feet high, and a punch is five feet high. Even if the weight of flesh and blood is far less than that of the same stone, the weight of this punch itself is about six million pounds. Adding the force of the punch itself, how can it be compared with a mere 100,000 pounds?

Li Xuan did not dare to take it head-on, and immediately dodged. He saw that the punch landed on a mountain peak, directly hitting the mountain peak with smoke and dust, and falling rocks like rain.

If the "Ten Thousand Corpses of Great Strength" is an immortal item, it is more solid and larger in size. A punch has a force of tens of millions of pounds, which can really destroy mountains and uproot peaks. However, the "Ten Thousand Corpses of Great Power" also has its shortcomings. Because of its own weight, ordinary ground cannot bear it, which will make the "Ten Thousand Corpses of Great Power" sink into the ground, so it can only be supplemented with talismans to connect with the earth's energy. In a sense, the "Ten Thousand Corpses of Great Power" has become one with the earth, like a mountain. However, this also caused its slow movement, which allowed Li Xuandu to dodge the punch.

The old man Zang also understood this, so he used the same trick again, letting the "Nine Sons Mother Heavenly Ghost" entangle Li Xuandu, and the "Ten Thousand Corpses of Great Power" waited for an opportunity to move. After all, one of its arms was dozens of feet long, which could also make up for its slow movement.

Facing the eighteen heavenly ghosts, Li Xuandu operated the "Pure Yang Purple Qi", flicked his ten fingers, shot countless fire bombs, temporarily forced them back, and then the "Human World" appeared in his hand, and used the "Yuanyi Initial Sword Qi".

Yuanshi is the unity of yin and yang, and the beginning of form. "Yuan Yi Initial Sword Qi" is transformed from Qi, which has form but no substance. It cannot be followed because it has no substance. It has no birth and death, so it is not bound by things and cannot be controlled. For invisible enemies, one should use invisible swords.

I saw that with Li Xuandu as the center, the area within a hundred feet was full of sword Qi.

Wherever the sword Qi passed, the eighteen sky ghosts screamed, as if they had suffered great damage, and all shrank back.

However, taking advantage of this opportunity, the second punch of "Ten Thousand Corpses and Great Strength" has arrived, and the surrounding ground suddenly cracked into countless gullies. The huge force of this punch has made the ground unable to bear it and collapsed inch by inch.

This time, Li Xuandu did not dodge, but poured all his Qi into the "Human World" in his hand. The "Human World" that was originally only three feet long and an inch wide suddenly increased to thirty feet long and ten feet wide. A huge sword was seen crossing the sky and earth. Li Xuandu stood at the head of the sword and used his spiritual energy to control the sword to collide with the fist of "Ten Thousand Corpses".

It was like an ordinary person using a flesh and blood fist to face a metal and iron weapon. The result was predictable.

In an instant, the entire fist exploded directly, accompanied by a huge earth-shaking sound. The entire arm behind the fist also began to collapse, and countless bones and corpses were scattered everywhere, and dirty blood and corpse water fell like a torrential rain.

"Human World" was completely unscathed. The strong corpse qi counteracted the vitality contained in "Human World" itself, so it naturally could not hurt "Human World". As for "Ten Thousand Corpses of Great Strength" itself, it was made of flesh and blood, and it was not enough to compete with "Human World" in hardness.

This is the confidence of "Human World" to be ranked second in the sword evaluation.

After the fight, Li Xuandu lost a lot of energy, but he still maintained the giant sword state of "Human World", turned around and slashed at the other arm, intending to rescue the trapped Shen Wuyou.

The old man Zang didn't care at all, just smiled.

The originally collapsed arm debris quickly gathered together under the traction of the rolling corpse qi, and the corpse pieces, bones, and blood piled up again, and then turned into a huge arm, rising from the ground, like a steep mountain rising from the ground, directly grabbing "Human World" in his hand, making it unable to move.

At this time, the arm had been completely separated from the "Ten Thousand Corpses of Great Power" and was also rooted in the earth. It was not until this time that Li Xuandu realized that the "Ten Thousand Corpses of Great Power" was not a living person. When a living person's arm was cut off, the fallen arm would naturally become a dead object. However, the "Ten Thousand Corpses of Great Power" was just a human form. The broken arm was also a part of the "Ten Thousand Corpses of Great Power". As long as the corpse qi continued, even if he could cut the "Ten Thousand Corpses of Great Power" into countless pieces, it could be reassembled again.

Even though Li Xuandu had experienced hundreds of battles, he had no good way to deal with such an undead monster. For now, he had to rescue Shen Wuyou first and then evacuate this place. After all, the "Ten Thousand Corpses of Great Power" had brute force but was inconvenient to move, and he would definitely not be able to catch up with Li Xuandu who was flying on the sword. As long as Li Xuandu and Shen Wuyou could return to Yunjin Mountain, then the old man Zang would have no choice.

The old man was old and had become a spirit. He saw through Li Xuandu's thoughts at a glance. He smiled and waved his sleeves. Countless talismans like white paper money flew out of his sleeves and gathered into a long dragon, heading straight for Li Xuandu's face.

At the same time, he controlled the "Ten Thousand Corpses and Great Strength" to produce a thick corpse aura, which obscured his figure, making it impossible for Li Xuandu to determine the specific location of Shen Wuyou.

At this moment, Shen Wuyou's voice rang in Li Xuandu's heart: "It is true that the 'Ten Thousand Corpses and Great Strength' condenses its body with corpse aura, but its fundamental point is to connect with the earth aura, use the earth aura as the pivot, and use corpse aura to condense the corpse bones. The two can be transformed into each other to continuously reunite the body. The earth aura is like the vitality of heaven and earth, and it is difficult to be exhausted. Therefore, the corpse aura of the 'Ten Thousand Corpses and Great Strength' is almost endless. If you want to break the 'Ten Thousand Corpses and Great Strength', you must either directly cut off its connection with the earth aura, or bypass the 'Ten Thousand Corpses and Great Strength' and directly kill the person who controls it. . "

Li Xuandu understood, but he had to deal with the talisman of the old man Zang first. He could only restore the "human world" to its original length and use the "wind, thunder, cloud and gas" in the "Thirteen Swords of Taiyin" instead. Thunder and lightning were seen, and a line of blue lightning jumped from one talisman to another, and it continued like this. In just a moment, all the talismans were connected in series, making them stagnant. Then Li Xuandu used the fire-starting method of the "Taishang Danjing" to follow this line of lightning and generate a raging fire with fire, turning all the talismans into ashes.

Old Zang didn't think that he could control Li Xuandu with these talismans, but just delay time temporarily. Shen Wuyou could form a formation on his own, and Old Zang also had similar means. The "Three Refining Formation" of Zaoge Sect was famous all over the world. Back then on Dongshan, Old Zang's incarnation had used formations to block Yan Feiqing and Li Xuandu. Old Man Zang had not made a move just now, but now he had already set up a preliminary ‘Soul Refining Formation’.

After the formation was completed, Old Man Zang laughed and said, “Li Xuandu, you and Yan Feiqing have ruined my good deeds many times, and destroyed my two ‘White Bone Mysterious Masters’. Today you have come to my door, so don’t leave.”

As the voice fell, Li Xuandu felt that the surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and a heavy black fog appeared. In the black fog, a ghostly cry and wail sounded out of thin air, and then countless blood-red eyes lit up, staring at Li Xuandu from all directions.

Li Xuandu looked around, his sight penetrated the black fog, and he could see countless illusory and transparent figures, men, women, young and old, with expressions that were either ferocious and ferocious, or wooden and soulless. These ghosts were not evil ghosts at all, nor did they do evil and harm people. Even when exposed to sunlight, they would turn into green smoke. But the number of them was too large, and there was no end in sight. There were at least tens of thousands of them, and there was a trend of increasing numbers, just like refugees in troubled times. Just relying on the number of people, it was also daunting.

That would be fine. If the old man Zang could go one step further and use magic to turn these wronged souls into ghost soldiers, Li Xuan would be helpless.