Evil Dao Ghost Confucian Demon Monk

Chapter 73
"Now you know why your Wu family declined so quickly, it's all caused by my Liu family." Liu Zixu laughed.

Liu Zixu saw that Wu Mu's stomach was rotten, and he knew that the overall situation had been settled, so he walked over lazily. "Wu Guang? Hey, it's just a puppet of my Liu family now. I refined him into a puppet after I learned from the 'Jing Shenzong' back then. This 'corpse refining puppet' method , is a high-level secret technique that I learned in Jingshenzong. It ranks among Jingshenzong's "72 Yin-Yang secret techniques". You found out that your brother was not there, so you were still furious to seek revenge? Now the enemy is right in front of your eyes. Why don't you seek revenge? Haha!" Liu Zixu smiled, but his face suddenly turned cold. "Back when you brothers Twilight oppressed my Liu family, you didn't expect it to be where it is today. How are you doing now? Have you answered the saying that evil comes with evil?"

"Yes, I really didn't expect it to be you bastard." Wu Mu said in a low voice.

Liu Zixu's face changed because the voice came from behind, but it was too late, he only felt a chill behind him, and his back was in severe pain.

Liu Zixu reacted extremely quickly, and the aura of body protection soared.The body shot forward, and while muttering words, the two talismans shot back wildly.The long hook is also like a scorpion's tail, running across the sky, with a dark blue luster, stabbing behind him fiercely.At the same time, Wu Guang rushed over to guard him with a piercing black glow.

First, the talisman was shining brightly, Liu Zixu looked back, and before the long hook arrived, Wu Mu flew with flesh and blood again.

Liu Zixu fumbled for a elixir, chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed it casually.The wound on the vest was immediately wrapped by a force of auspiciousness, and it recovered quickly.He didn't dare to be careless, he watched all directions and listened to all directions.Wu Guang was also beside him to protect him.

The flesh and blood on the ground seemed real, slowly disappearing in the sand.Liu Zixu knew that this was the effect of 'Zang Lingsha', and he was even more shocked.For a while, the surroundings were quiet, but he was like a taut string, not daring to relax at any moment.

Sure enough, after only a few breaths, five Wumu emerged beside him.All of them were holding long swords, and their faces were still angry.And they have marks on the sand, and they can't tell who is real and who is fake.

"Thousand Illusion Sect Secret Art, it turns out that the people behind your Wu Family are people from Thousand Illusion Sect." Liu Zixu said in astonishment, and then turned his long hook around to protect him.

He saw five Wu Mu rushing towards him.Liu Zixu immediately roared, driving Wu Guang to fight.

Wu Guang rushed out suddenly, with a swipe of his arms and claws, the black glow in the air was like a dragon rising, and it scratched the two Wu Mu in an instant.

The other three Wu Mu attacked at this time, Liu Zixu's long hook rushed out, and the blue light was released, and it collided with the long sword.But there was a clanging sound, and a ray of black light flashed on the long sword, which is the light only emitted by spiritual weapons.

At this time, the other two Wu Mu came to kill, but they only slashed their swords in vain, and did not hurt Liu Zixu at all.

A look of joy flashed in Liu Zixu's eyes, and he said to himself, "It's dangerous, the one hit just now was the real Wu Mu. If you press the wrong treasure, you will definitely be injured right now."

Off the beach, under the rocks.

The old alcoholic who had been talking endlessly suddenly had a serious look on his face, and together with Shangguan Chouchou looked at the beach in the distance, there seemed to be someone fighting.

In front of the Ten Thousand Beasts Terrace, Kirk also stood intently, looking at the silver sand beach in the distance, with an uncertain expression.

Outside Yuechi Xianfang, in a mountain swamp.

Cultivator Yan stood on the top of the mountain, looking down the mountain with a sneer.There was a middle-aged man with a white face and stubby eyebrows.

"A few days ago, Yan mentioned 'Ye Zhenhua' casually, and others only described you as 'a real person who doesn't show his face' and 'a dragon who sees the head but doesn't see the end'. It's a pity! It's really better to be famous than to meet. I didn't expect that as a People of the dignified Confucian school are still practicing such lowly secret arts as illusion."

"This old man was born as a casual cultivator, and he learned skills. He is not qualified to pick on Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism. He also has no leisure time to distinguish whether secret arts are 'higher-class' or 'lower-class'." Seeing that Ye Zhenhua couldn't avoid it, There was no intention of avoiding it, and he faced Brother Yan on the top of the mountain.

Cultivator Yan's body was full of spiritual light, and the two tadpoles on his robe suddenly shone.A wonderful halo formed around it, a bird flew by, was quickly pulled down, and fell into a pulp.

Dingding secret technique 'heavy power spiritual pressure'.It is a secret technique that can only be used by the soil variation spiritual root 'breathing soil spiritual root'.

Breathing soil spiritual roots, practicing soil exercises can only broaden the meridians, and the practice is slow.And by practicing the dual-element method of earth and metal, one can conceive gold in the earth. Not only can one major in the earth-moving secret art, but also practice seventeen kinds of gold-walking peak secret arts.In the cultivation world, it is even rarer than the mutated spiritual roots of wind, thunder, ice, and magnetism.

Among the seventeen kinds of gold-walking secret techniques, there is a secret technique called "Golden Roc", once used, the "Ancient Beast" and "Golden Winged Roc" are born from the fusion of blood, and the power of divine magnetism flows from the monk's body. Emanate from the inside out.This force is at least ten times stronger than that of a cultivator with magnetic spiritual roots, and a cultivator who casts spells can even be called the "Magnetic King".

The spiritual root possessed by Cultivator Yan is the rare 'Spiritual Root of Breathing Earth' in the world.

Cultivator Yan pulled out a short blade, and several black turbulent streams emerged from the short blade quickly. When the black light rose, the short blade became a long sword.The sword body is soft, like a spirit snake spitting out letters, erratic and incomparably weird.

Ye Zhenhua put his hands behind his back at the foot of the mountain, secretly nodding as if approving.But on the little finger of his right hand, there is a black kit, and a little black mist is floating out of it.

Cultivator Yan thought that Ye Zhenhua was taking advantage of him, so he sneered and jumped. 'Chongwei Spiritual Pressure' suddenly widened, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, and struck down at Ye Zhenhua.The purple light is like a flame, and it is awesome.

Cultivator Yan was already extremely fast, but Ye Zhenhua moved even faster, pinching his right hand.The black mist in the bag was released fiercely.Cultivator Yan was already wrapped in black mist while he was in the air.

It's not good to use the secret technique 'Repressing Lingwei' at this time. All the black mist tightly wrapped Brother Yan, and it didn't dissipate at all.

The black mist filled the air, and the stench in it made me dizzy and nauseated.

"Poisoner." Cultivator Yan's mouth twitched.

At this time, there was another burst of spiritual power at the foot of the mountain, and Cultivator Yan's heart skipped a beat, his face changed drastically, and he secretly called out: "Cultivator in the Distracted Realm."

The heavy pressure Lingwei immediately retracted, his eyes changed suddenly, the pupils were filled with evil spirits, and the evil spirits were connected. They rushed out of the eye sockets and quickly turned into an invisible protective layer around Cultivator Yan's body.

Cultivator Yan immediately pasted several gleaming talisman seals in front of his body, and held a long fan made of black silk in his hand.It turned out to be a rare popular spirit treasure.

There were words in his mouth.The talisman suddenly showed its power, and at the same time, the green fan waved twice behind him, and his figure suddenly rushed out of the place shrouded in black mist.

But the black mist changed rapidly in the rolling, and turned into a big hand in an instant, catching up with the flying Cultivator Yan in an instant, and slapped Cultivator Yan to the ground like a fly.

Cultivator Yan yelled, but immediately found that there was no pain in his whole body, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind in astonishment. "Ye Zhenhua, Hua Zhenye."

"You are Hua Zhenye with a 'poisonous mouth and a black heart'. Senior Hua, you are also from the cave, please let me go." Brother Yan lay on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Yanji'er, you are quite capable. Why? Finally, I recognized the old man. Even the old man dared to rob me. I am really impatient." Hua Zhenye sneered.

"Senior Hua, the younger generation is called Yan Ji. It is the Ji of Jiangshan Sheji, not the rooster crowing." Yan Ji reminded in a low voice.

Hua Zhenye's short eyebrows stood upright, but there was not much difference from when they were not raised.Hua Zhenye shouted: "You can listen to what the old man calls you, even dare to argue."

"The dignified monk in the golden core realm is here to rob the way. You have the 'soul-breathing root' and can practice the two elements of earth and gold. You have been taught by the fourth master. Now you have cultivated into the 'bright pupil evil'. I think the third master treats you It's also very important. Could it be that you are so proud of this that you can't look down on us old guys anymore." Hua Zhenye said harshly, but a smile gradually appeared on his face.

Yan Ji quickly bowed down and said with a mournful face: "Back then, the younger generation entered the sect by mistake, and when they practiced the exercises, they had bumps and bumps, and it was difficult to get on the right track. After being enlightened by the Fourth Patriarch, I realized that I am a rare earth-breathing spiritual root. Since then, I have practiced rapidly. This junior is grateful for the kindness of the Fourth Patriarch, and only wishes to serve the cave in a down-to-earth manner. I have never had the slightest contempt for the elders. This time there is a reason for it..."

"Okay, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense. Leave the storage bag behind and go." Hua Zhenye snorted coldly.

Yan Ji tremblingly tore off his sleeves, took off the Qiankun sleeves, and put them on the ground. As for the whereabouts of the Jade Fuhuo Ganoderma lucidum, he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he left quickly.

Yan Ji was in such a state of distress that he could only return to the Northwest Territory disheveled, which was also a bad time. When he returned to the Northwest Territory, another major event happened, which made him want to take off his purple robe on the spot, far away. flee away.

But he knew the methods of the third ancestor, and he had nothing to hide from his own ability, so he had no choice but to report the matter to his superiors, waiting for a punishment that was crueler than death.

This matter is another story.

However, Liu Zixu was still struggling to support himself on the "Crap Island" in the South China Sea Islands, and there were already several deep marks on his body. Even if there was a panacea, he could not repair his body in time.

Wu Guang, his corpse puppet, also had an arm broken.Wu Mu finally let go of the shackles of family affection, and the attack at this time was even more ruthless.

At the beginning, Wu Mu seemed to have an endless body, constantly changing into several people to attack, but just now, Liu Zixu noticed the subtle changes in Wu Mu's skills, and the illusions he produced decreased.

At the beginning of the battle, Wu Mu was able to give birth to seven bodies, and later changed to four, and now there are only two.Although the attack is getting stronger and stronger, it gives people a sign of the end of the battle.

"He's struggling! It won't last long." Liu Zixu thought, but then smiled wryly again. "I'm not struggling. When I was practicing in Jingshenzong, I put all my thoughts on the puppet refining technique. I finally managed to achieve a small success in the 'puppet refining technique' in Yin Yang Jue. On the contrary, I was negligent. The practice of the fighting method is so passive in the face of this kind of attack."

Seeing Wu Mu's avatar approaching again, Liu Zixu gritted his teeth, and the long hook danced crazily, the trapped beast would still fight, if he bowed his head, he would die.

Suddenly, a silver light flashed behind Wu Mu.

(End of this chapter)