Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 525
Whether it's Zhang Yi, or Master Qing Zhu and Elder He.

The cultivation of these three people couldn't even compete with the white-armored zombies.

The evil aura here is extremely strong, coupled with the almost "atomized" vitality of the world, among this group of zombies, even the lowest-level white-armored zombies are as powerful as Elder He, who is at the eighth level of Qi Refining.

What's more, these white-armored zombies also have the advantage of being physically strong and numerous,

Before, Zhao Yifan was almost alone, resisting the attack of these dozens of zombies. Once Zhao Yifan was besieged and unable to take care of these three people, Zhang Yi was killed almost instantly. Humans are no match for the more powerful and faster armored zombies.

Even the two of them couldn't even see the actions of the armored zombie, so Elder He was seriously injured.

Bang it.

Zhao Yifan fell heavily to the ground, as if someone was stirring inside his body with countless knives, he was so painful that he almost passed out!

The golden thorn in his hand quickly turned into the appearance of a golden needle without the infusion of spiritual energy, and he cast mysterious spells one after another. Even if Zhao Yifan's spiritual energy was amazing, he couldn't withstand such a rapid and intense wear and tear.

Fighting against eight armored zombies alone, even if Zhao Yifan is a practitioner of the yin and yang realm and has realized the two qi of yin and yang, he is still not an opponent!
"Hoohoho..."

A few white-armored zombies who had been injured by the shock wave created by the aura storm before saw Zhao Yifan fall to the ground, screaming strangely as if they had seen a delicacy, and rushed towards him.

The biggest difference between zombies and humans is revealed at this time.

Although the zombies are injured, they can maintain their attack power, and the sinister aura that is constantly emanating from this burial ground is also a supplement to them.

Unless it is completely smashed to pieces.

"roll!"

Zhao Yifan's tongue burst into spring thunder, and he summoned up all his strength to let out a loud shout. The three-leaf green seedlings in the air sea swayed wildly, releasing pure spiritual energy. He raised his arm and swiped in the void, "Void Walking Talisman" again, but the spell that appeared this time , the light was gloomy, flickering, as if it was about to burst at any moment.

Even so, these white-armored zombies stopped in fright. The yang energy contained in this spell is the most terrifying aura for them.

"Unexpectedly, I would die here..."

There was a wry smile on the corner of Zhao Yifan's mouth. He was too arrogant before. He knew in his heart that his aura was greatly damaged at the moment, and the void talisman he cast would not last long. After a while, when his aura is exhausted and the spell disappears, he can easily tear himself into eight pieces!
"...Elder Zhao, run quickly, remember to promise us to help our Qingcheng sect..."

Elder He's shrill and desperate screams sounded from over there, and at the same time, a mahogany sword whizzed over and stabbed the white-armored zombies.

The white-armored zombie who bears the brunt, faced the flying mahogany sword, waved the mahogany sword, and sent the mahogany sword flying backwards.

But this also attracted the attention of these white-armored zombies. Seeing that Elder He was disembowelled by an iron-armored zombie, a group of zombies rushed over, and the breath of blood splashed made them forget the seriously injured man. Zhao Yifan turned around and rushed over there quickly.

That appearance, like a hungry ghost who has been hungry for half a month, seeing a full banquet of Han and Han people, for fear of being robbed by others.

Zhao Yifan saw these white-armored zombies turn around and run away, he felt relieved, the flickering spell in front of him disappeared and shattered, he glanced over there, and found that only a group of vicious zombies were fighting, even fighting , Master Qingzhu, Elder He, and Zhang Yi have all disappeared.

Zhao Yifan endured the severe pain in his chest and abdomen, saw the blood-stained mahogany sword not far away, grabbed it, turned around and ran, and at the same time transported the remaining spiritual energy in Qihai, and the broken ribs in his body to heal.

"Fortunately, that armored zombie waved me away... If it was a backhand grab, I must have ended up in the same fate as Zhang Yi."

Although he didn't inspect the injury internally, Zhao Yifan could also notice that at least five ribs in his body were broken by the armored zombie. If it wasn't for the protection of the spirit energy around the internal organs, the broken bones would have killed him if they penetrated .

"These monsters have their own territory, and only when they get away from the burial ground can they find a place to heal their injuries..."

Zhao Yifan had heard the words of Ling Feng and others before, and he knew that he had to race against time to get out of here first, otherwise, those zombies would probably come after him later. Right now he is seriously injured, and his aura is almost exhausted. Being chased by an armored zombie, that really needs to be explained here.

The broken bone in the body is slowly healing, and it contains the vitality of Yang Qi, which will give birth to new bone stubble at the broken bone. Yin and Yang Qi are used to heal the wound, which has incredible effects.

It's a pity that Zhao Yifan doesn't have much aura left now, otherwise, the broken rib would only take a few minutes at most to heal completely.

As the injury gradually eased, Zhao Yifan's pace became faster and faster. Suddenly, he stopped and looked in front of him vigilantly.

He noticed more than a dozen breaths, hidden in the fog in front of him.

"Elder Zhao, sure enough, you escaped alone!"

A voice sounded, and then several familiar figures emerged from the mist, looking at Zhao Yifan with playful eyes.

Headmaster Ling Feng put his hands behind his back, his eyes were like sharp swords, and he swept across Zhao Yifan, and he was overjoyed. With his eyes, he could see that Zhao Yifan was seriously injured at this time, and his breath was extremely weak. Don't worry about Zhao Yifan running away!

"Master, I guessed that Elder Zhao would sneak away alone."

Yuan Zhen said with a smile: "Don't look at Elder Zhao, who said in front of everyone that he was from the Taoist lineage and wanted to help each other, but after we left, Elder Zhao immediately revealed his true colors? He must be I threw Qingzhu sect master Qingcheng Sect and others to those zombies, so he escaped alone." As he spoke, he quietly stretched his hand behind his back and made a gesture.

Headmaster Guiyi of the Shushan School walked to Zhao Yifan's left intentionally or unintentionally, and Tao Tianhong from Penglai Xiandao took a few steps to Zhao Yifan's right. The remaining seven or eight Kunlun School disciples looked at each other. After taking a look, he quietly reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword on his back.

Zhao Yifan's eyes narrowed, and he vaguely guessed what Master Ling Feng and the others were planning. He took a deep breath and said lightly, "Master Ling Feng, what do you want to do?"

Headmaster Ling Feng chuckled, his eyes fell on the peach-wood sword in Zhao Yifan's hand, his heart moved, and he pretended to be surprised and said, "Huh? Elder Zhao, the peach-wood sword in your hand, if I'm not mistaken, should be Qingcheng The devil-slaying sword in Elder Paihe's hand? This makes me feel very strange."

Zhao Yifan looked at him indifferently, and the three-leaf green sprouts in the air sea were shaking again and again, and the spiritual energy was constantly healing the injury at the broken bone, and if it could last for a second, it would be of great benefit to his injury, he said: "Ling Feng's palm Teach, what are you wondering about?"

"Master."

Yuanzhen turned his eyes and said loudly: "You are right, this Elder Zhao is holding the Demon Slayer Sword of the Qingcheng School."

"is it?"

Headmaster Ling Feng hummed, and said with deep meaning: "I thought I was wrong, Elder Zhao, this Demon Slaying Sword is the treasure of the Qingcheng Sect, why is it in your hands now? Where is it? Could it be...you saw that Bao had an idea and snatched it?"

Before Zhao Yifan could speak, a shocked look appeared on Yuanzhen's face, and he blurted out, "Master, this, this Elder Zhao is from the Xuanmen Administration Bureau, how could he do such things as seeing treasures, killing people and seizing treasures?" What about the third-rate things? If other Taoist friends in the Taoist world know about this, everyone will definitely get it and punish them!"

"Perhaps Elder Zhao thinks this is the secret realm of Kunlun. If he kills a lot of people and robs some treasures here, no one will know about it in the future."

Headmaster Guiyi at the side said with a dark voice: "Besides, after going out in the future, you can also infer that Elder He of the Qingcheng School was killed by monsters in the Kunlun Secret Realm!"

"Headmaster Guiyi is right. I have always wondered in my heart why this Elder Zhao can escape by himself, but he still has to pretend to be like the Qingzhu Headmaster of the Qingcheng School, Elder He and others. A gesture of people advancing and retreating together, living together and dying together.”

Tao Tianhong looked suddenly enlightened, and said solemnly: "It turns out that Elder Zhao had this idea in mind, and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to snatch the treasure of the Qingcheng faction! Elder Zhao, your scheming is really insidious." Ah! It's a pity that you acted a little too much before. This is the Kunlun Secret Realm, everyone is in danger, and it's too late to take care of themselves. How can someone risk their lives for the lives of others? Haha, it's ridiculous!"

Yuan Zhen went on to say: "Teacher Tao is right, but it's a pity that Elder Zhao has tried his best, but he didn't expect that although we keep saying that we won't help the people of Qingcheng faction, in fact, my master Ling Feng's house Kind hearted, considering that Qingcheng sent Elder He with amazing cultivation base, maybe he could escape from birth, so we waited for the response nearby, once Elder He and others escaped, we immediately took action to repel those monsters, but, Elder He really answered the old saying that it is easy to hide with a sharp sword, but hard to guard against a hidden arrow!"

"It turned out to be so!"

Headmaster Ling Feng looked astonished, and immediately looked at the silent Zhao Yifan with an angry face, and said with awe-inspiring righteousness: "Elder Zhao, I can't imagine that people from your Xuanmen Management Bureau would actually speak to our Taoist practitioners in the Xuanmen world." Friends secretly assassinate, as the saying goes, if you want people to know you have to do nothing, you actually did such a thing, as a Taoist lineage, we naturally will not stand by and watch, today, we will help justice, for Elder He revenge,!"

(End of this chapter)