The Immortal Way is Fierce

Chapter 46 The Demonic Infant Eats the Soul
"Become one with my little darlings. There may be some of your classmates here. Don't you want to be with your classmates?"

The man smiled wantonly and wildly, with bursts of madness in his eyes. He seemed to have seen the scene where Zhang Jingyuan was devoured by thousands of ghosts.

Faced with the overwhelming demonic energy in front of him, the ghost heads are everywhere.

Zhang Jingyuan sneered, and with a move of his hand, the flying sword suspended in mid-air instantly fell into his hand.

"If you are good at sword control, you may have a chance to survive against a ghost like me, but if you hold a sword in close combat, it will really be a dead end!"

The man shook his head with regret. Although Zhang Jingyuan could be said to be the most difficult new monk he had encountered in recent times, the farce was over at this moment.

These ghost heads were sacrificed by him using extremely sinister magic techniques. Once one bites them, it will not only cause bite damage, but also inject a curse into the opponent's body.

This curse is the unwilling whine and pain of these ghost-headed predecessors when they die.

But now, Zhang Jingyuan is holding a long sword and fighting in close quarters. I am afraid it will be difficult not to be bitten by these ghosts.

"Really? I'll show you what a real sword flower is!"

As soon as Zhang Jingyuan finished speaking, he thrust out his sword, and the long sword shook violently. Sword flowers flashing with astonishing cold light erupted from the tip of the sword, covering the front along with the sword's momentum, covering all the ghost heads. Among his own sword flowers.

In an instant, the man found that he could no longer see Zhang Jingyuan's long sword. He could only watch the blossoming sword flowers completely annihilate his ghost head and turn it into a stream of demonic energy. Then it turned into nothingness and disappeared into the vast vastness. In the fog.

What a powerful sword!

Countless beads of sweat instantly broke out on the man's forehead. He really didn't expect Zhang Jingyuan's swordsmanship to be so high.

However, at this time, he finally understood Zhang Jingyuan's disdain for using the sword flower on his puppet.

It can be said that Zhang Jingyuan's swordsmanship is ten times and a hundred times better than that of the puppet swordsman.

Little did this demon cultivator know that when Zhang Jingyuan was in the world of cultivation in his previous life, not only was he extraordinary in sword control, but his swordsmanship was also outstanding, and he stood out among the heroes.

However, he was usually too lazy to do it and found it difficult to swing the sword, so he always used the sword control technique.

But Zhang Jingyuan decided that he should pick up these sword skills and sword control skills later, otherwise he would be in trouble if he met a slightly stronger opponent.

In fact, in the final analysis, it was because his cultivation time was too short. In less than two or three months, it was already considered remarkable that he could push his cultivation to the third level of Qi Refining. How could he have the time to practice these things? .

When practicing Taoism, the most important thing is cultivation, life span, and immortality. Sword skills are just external objects and means. After all, he is not one of those sword-mad people who attaches great importance to the sword.

Seeing that the ghost heads in front of him seemed to be about to be killed by Zhang Jingyuan, the man gritted his teeth and waved the ecstasy flag in his hand. Suddenly more ghost heads flew out from it, screaming and screaming, and the demons danced wildly. .

However, his face instantly turned pale.

Although as long as the ghost heads in his enchanted banner remain alive, the number of ghost heads he can summon is endless, but for a person at the ninth level of Qi Refining, it is still very difficult to control so many ghost heads at once.

Seeing this, Zhang Jingyuan's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light, and the sword in his hand suddenly changed. He jumped up high, and the long sword drew an arc in the sky. The cold light shone brightly, making people's eyes white, as if The full moon was shining brightly, and the man subconsciously covered his eyes.

But then, he suddenly screamed something bad in his heart, and quickly lowered his head and rolled towards the ground.

However, at this moment, Zhang Jingyuan moved again and swooped down from the full moon. The sword light flashed, and a sword light struck the ecstasy flag, which instantly broke into two halves!
How could he give this demonic cultivator the opportunity to use his magic weapon to his fullest!

The cultivation level of this demon cultivator is far above him, and the magic weapon is much better than him. If he is allowed to use it, Zhang Jingyuan will have three lives that are not enough to kill him. He may have to book a ticket for his next rebirth. .

Assuming that there is such a thing.

"My ecstasy flag!"

The man rolled over on the ground and felt a pain in his heart. When he looked up, he saw that his ecstasy flag had been severely damaged and broken into two pieces. He howled so loud that it was probably when his mother and I died. , he has never cried so sadly!

This ecstasy banner took him a full five years to collect countless precious materials before refining it. He then spent another three months killing the nine ghost heads that the new monks had saved. , it can be said that this ecstasy flag is his lifeblood, much more important than his mother and I.

After all, if he could gain more power by sacrificing his own mother, he would not hesitate at all, but if the ecstasy flag was even slightly injured, it would kill him.

"I'm going to kill you!"

The man yelled and pulled out a bunch of baby skulls from his waist.

In an instant, six babies wearing red bellybands appeared in the sky. These babies kept uttering bursts of indescribable, seemingly meaningless babbles.

But just these invisible words hit Zhang Jingyuan on the head. He suddenly had a headache, a swollen head, and a feeling that he couldn't help himself. Even the hand holding the flying sword couldn't help but loosen, and he almost dropped it. on the ground. The magic sound penetrates my ears!
Zhang Jingyuan really didn't expect these babies to be able to use such rare musical skills!

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that his spiritual consciousness was so powerful and so much higher than his true cultivation level, he would have fallen into the trap of this demonic sound by now.

"I will sacrifice your head and your body into a ghost head! To make up for my ecstasy flag!"

The man took out a short sword from his arms and walked towards Zhang Jingyuan step by step.

As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet him. He really wants to drink Zhang Jingyuan's blood, eat his flesh, and refine his soul so that he will never be reincarnated and live in pain all day long!

"I! Feel! You! Want! Too! Too!"

However, at this moment, Zhang Jingyuan unexpectedly suddenly stood up straight. Veins popped out on his forehead and his temples banged like a snare drum, making people wonder if something would jump from Zhang Jingyuan's head at the next moment. As he walked, his whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and even his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes!
It can be seen that Zhang Jingyuan was extremely reluctant to stand and it was extremely hard, but he stood up and did not fall down!

"It's amazing. You actually stood up despite the cry of my demon baby. But you can only stand up. You don't even have the strength to swing a sword, right? I will cut off your flesh and blood with one knife. ! Let you taste the pain of both soul and body!"

The man was not surprised but delighted, and even his whole body couldn't help but tremble. He was trembling with excitement.

After all, the stronger and more tenacious the soul is, the more powerful the ghost head will be after being refined!

He believed that with Zhang Jingyuan joining, his Ecstasy Flag would not only be restored as before, but would even be improved to a higher level!

The man walked over slowly and step by step. Not only did he want to torture Zhang Jingyuan, but he also wanted to wipe out Zhang Jingyuan's last vestige of strength to fight back!

To be honest, the righteous boy in front of me is really too trustworthy. Since he has seen through me, wouldn't it be better to hide in the city?

This is the price of arrogance!
The man was only twenty meters away from Zhang Jingyuan, but he walked for a full five minutes before he reached a place five meters away from Zhang Jingyuan.

However, at this moment, the man suddenly stood still and looked Zhang Jingyuan up and down, a thick smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Look at my demon baby eating its soul!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man suddenly pinched the spell with his hand, and saw the demon baby dancing and screaming in the sky suddenly rushing towards Zhang Jingyuan's body.

"Are you waiting for me to go over and kill me with one sword? But I tell you, the reason why I walk so slowly is just to make your injuries worse."

The man grinned and laughed wildly, taunting Zhang Jingyuan mercilessly.

The demon infants he sacrificed have only one of the functions of using the demon infant cry to hurt the soul. What is really powerful is the demon infant soul-eating. These demon infants will pass through the opponent's body and take away part of their soul. !

"But I tell you, it's far enough!"

At this moment, Zhang Jingyuan suddenly opened his eyes, as if a giant dragon had awakened and everything was in a state of awakening, an extremely powerful, evil aura that filled the sky and made people unable to look directly emerged from his body.

At the same time, Zhang Jingyuan suddenly moved and swung out a sword, tearing the sky and the earth apart. The sword energy that cut the heaven and the earth instantly filled the air, filling the entire fog.

"What a fast sword!"

The man only felt a white light flash in front of his eyes, and then his whole body was shaken, blood spattered everywhere, his eyes widened, he fell to the ground unwillingly and twitched a few times, and finally became motionless.

"Pfft!"

Feeling the vitality draining from the man's body rapidly, Zhang Jingyuan could no longer hold on and sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.

The sword strike just now had consumed all the energy and energy in his body. If it wasn't the demon cultivator who died, it would be him!
To be honest, Zhang Jingyuan himself did not expect that this battle would be so difficult. The demonic cultivator had too many methods and was too difficult to defend against.

Of course, the most important thing is that the realm is really different. This demon cultivator is definitely at the ninth level of Qi refining. He is only one step away from being called a Qi Refining Dzogchen monk. He is expected to achieve Taoism and build the foundation and live three hundred years. .

"The path of cultivation is indeed difficult every step of the way. Who would have thought that I, the noble Taoist True Monarch, would almost capsize in this small sewer and hand over the grain book."

Zhang Jingyuan decided that after coming back from Canglang Demon Mountain and getting the opportunity, he would first retreat for three months and improve his cultivation to the fifth or sixth level of Qi refining, otherwise the possibility of capsizing would be too great.

He quickly groped for a while on the demon cultivator's body. It didn't matter whether he could kill someone or not. The most important thing was the loot.

But when Zhang Jingyuan's palm touched a strange thing, his face couldn't help but reveal a trace of disbelief.

(End of this chapter)