Xiuxian: I have an equipment bar

At this moment.

Guangcheng sat cross-legged in the void.

There were ghost babies all around, although some of them were converted by eating his flesh and blood.

But there were too many ghost babies.

They hugged Guangcheng tightly, three layers inside and three layers outside, airtight.

Zhang Yan could only determine that he was not dead from the faint light coming from the ghost babies.

"Junior Brother Zhang, Junior Brother Zhang, help me quickly, I'm dying!"

Guangcheng's voice came from the ghost baby pile.

Zhang Yan: "???

Aren't you going to cut your meat to feed the eagle and sacrifice yourself for others?"

Zhang Yan was stunned.

"Nonsense, I was knocked down by these ghost babies and couldn't get up.

I'm not stupid, why should I feed them with my meat!"

Guangcheng's dull voice came from inside.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan quickly released more flying swords.

Scatter all these ghost babies.

Moreover, in order to deal with the Hehuan Demon Sect, Zhang Yan also specially replaced the equipment in the equipment column with Buddhist equipment with demonic attributes.

Therefore, when he took action, the Buddha's light was brilliant and the auspicious clouds were swaying.

For a while.

A large number of ghost babies were easily killed by Zhang Yan.

Revealing Guangcheng inside.

At this moment, Guangcheng looked a little miserable. There was no good skin on his body, and even in many places, only skeletons were left. , Only a few strands of flesh and blood hung on it.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Zhang." Seeing the ghost baby leave, Guangcheng, who looked like a skeleton, opened his bloody mouth and said to Zhang Yan.

"You should take care of yourself." Zhang Yan looked at the other party and really didn't know how the other party survived.

This injury.

Logically speaking, he should be dead.

After all, even a cultivator in the foundation-building period would find it difficult to deal with such a serious injury.

But this Guangcheng actually looked like nothing happened.

"Amitabha!" Guangcheng chanted a Buddhist name, and then began to slowly recite the Buddhist scriptures.

As the Buddhist scriptures were constantly chanted.

Those ghost babies that had eaten his flesh and blood were rolling on the ground at this moment.

And as the ghost babies kept rolling.

The black air on their bodies dissipated little by little, and in the end, these ghost babies turned into golden dolls.

"Since you have become the guardians of Buddhism, why don't you come to my side and report?" With Guangcheng's scolding, those golden dolls immediately rolled in the air and disappeared.

When they appeared again, they had already come to Guangcheng's side.

"Thief, you dare to destroy my magic weapon!" Zhou Wudao, who saw this scene, immediately shouted delicately, and with a wave of his hand, the pink fragrance continued to spread.

"Junior brother, save me!" Guangcheng shouted without hesitation.

Zhang Yan: "..."

He found it.

This monk Guangcheng is really a wonderful person.

He also saw it.

This monk really converted these little ghosts.

It's just that they were converted from ghost babies to Buddhist guardians.

But anyway, it can be regarded as saving the other party from the pain of soul flying and shattering.

And with incense offerings, he wouldn't have to be abused by Zhou Wudao.

Facing Monk Guangcheng's request for help, Zhang Yan didn't hesitate and directly blocked the pink mist.

Although this pink mist looks powerful and seems to be able to block the connection between the cultivator and the spiritual weapon.

But, in fact.

It is also limited.

As Zhang Yan's flying swords flew out one after another.

Zhou Wudao's face immediately turned pale.

The feather fan in his hand kept fanning out more pink mist, but it was difficult to drown Zhang Yan's flying sword.

Because he had too many flying swords.

"Damn it!" Seeing this scene, Zhou Wudao cursed.

He really didn't know how Zhang Yan could control so many flying swords.

This number is not scientific at all!

"Yin Lei Shu!"

Suddenly, Zhou Wudao shouted coldly, and then waved his hand, and countless groups of black thunder flew out of his hand and smashed towards Zhang Yan's flying sword.

"Five Elements Tiangang Sword Formation!" All 180 flying swords of Zhang Yan were released.

Every thirty-six flying swords formed a small sword formation.

The last five small sword formations formed the Five Elements Heavenly Sword Formation.

Gold, wood, water, fire and earth rotated continuously.

The terrifying aura emanated and annihilated all the thunder in his hand.

Finally, the remaining force crashed into Zhou Wudao.

"Damn it!" Zhou Wudao felt the power of the sword formation and was immediately scared to death.

This power was too terrifying.

It almost exceeded the power of the foundation-building cultivator.

It was infinitely close to the attack power of the Jindan stage cultivator.

"Die!" Zhou Wudao had no choice but to crush a piece of jade talisman.

As the jade talisman fell.

A golden light also appeared in front of him, covering him.

"Boom!"

The Five Elements Heavenly Sword Formation fell on the golden light shield, and the golden light shield suddenly rolled like the wind blowing wheat waves.

But as the attack stopped.

The golden light shield was still intact.

It was just a little dimmer.

"The means of the Jindan stage." Seeing this scene, Zhang Yan was not surprised.

After all, the other party is the descendant of a Yuanying-stage cultivator.

Although he is only a collateral descendant.

But no matter what, he is also a person with a backer. So it is normal to have the means of the Jindan stage.

But...

So what?

You have it, but I don't?

Zhang Yan sneered at the golden defense.

Then he stretched out his hand, and the white hair on his ring finger began to burn violently.

"What is that..." Zhou Wudao only felt that the sky was still, as if space and time had stagnated.

Then.

A snowflake fell from the sky.

The surrounding cold air continued to spread.

"Crack, crack, crack~"

The golden shield that could block Zhang Yan's sword formation was actually frozen directly under the erosion of this cold air.

"This...

How is it possible!"

Zhou Wudao widened his eyes, looking unbelievable.

This method has exceeded his cognition.

The power released by the other party is obviously the power of a Jindan-stage cultivator.

But...

Why is this happening?

This seems to be...

The method of the Nascent Soul Stage?

For some reason, an idea suddenly popped up in Zhou Wudao's mind.

The method of the Nascent Soul Stage!

Qingheng Sect has a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator?

"You!"

Zhou Wudao wanted to say something else.

But he saw a flash of sword light appear. This sword light seemed to be very slow, slashing from a distance, fluttering, but he wanted to dodge, but he couldn't dodge it.

He even had a feeling of inescapability.

"Stop it!"

Zhou Wudao kept taking out talismans and defensive spiritual weapons from his body, trying to block the sword.

However...

As the sword energy fell.

Whether it was the golden defensive shield, talismans, or defensive spiritual weapons, they were all like butter meeting a hot knife.

They were easily melted.

The sword energy passed by.

Zhou Wudao subconsciously touched his head: "Am I not dead?" (End of this chapter)