Fu Jin

Looking at the evil ghost of thunder and fire that was roaring at him, Venerable Leng Ming sneered, dragged up the blood-red sword, swung it out from bottom to top, and a vast stream of blood qi surged out, directly splitting the evil ghost in half.

However, with Wang Tiezhu's punch again, more evil ghosts of thunder and fire surged, and for a moment, the fire illuminated the dark sky, and on the faces of each disciple in the defensive magic circle below.

"Is this too strong?"

A disciple looked at Wang Tiezhu, who was fighting against Master Leng Ming in the air, and his eyes were lost and sighed with a dull look on his face.

"Is Senior Brother Wang practicing the same Tao as us?"

Beside him, another disciple couldn't help but sigh.

Not to mention that when everyone is generally in the Xuanzhen Realm, Wang Tiezhu has already entered the Extreme Realm.

The problem is that with his cultivation level at the extreme true realm, he actually has the ability to fight against the demonic cultivator in the extreme Yang realm!

The difference between the two of them is a whole big state!

"No wonder I was accepted as a disciple by the senior brother as a disciple, it was indeed extraordinary!"

Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Lu Qinan's face turned pale, he snorted coldly, and began to adjust his breathing.

Zhang Tingruo walked to Liu Weizhi and Ye Huanxi, smiled and said, "It's worthy of being Brother Tiezhu, it's always beyond our expectations!"

Liu Weizhi smiled without saying anything.

Because she had known for a long time that Wang Tiezhu was not an mortal, he was full of incredible ideas, and Ye Huanxi also looked at Wang Tiezhu who was fighting fiercely with the Leng Ming tribe in the air, his eyes flashed, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Venerable Leng Ming frowned as he looked at the overwhelming evil ghost of thunder and fire.

"It's useless! In the face of absolute strength, all struggles are in vain!"

He roared angrily, and the blood-colored sword in his hand suddenly stretched out, turning into a giant blade covering the sky and the sun. As he waved, a strong wind blew everywhere.

The souls of monsters rushed out, and in a blink of an eye, they swallowed the evil ghost of thunder and fire that Wang Tiezhu used.

Seeing the souls of these monsters, Wang Tiezhu felt aroused in his heart and remembered the elixir-free monsters he had seen before.

While he was thinking, the souls of the monsters continued to attack him after devouring the thunder and fire ghosts all over the sky.

Faced with the souls of these monster beasts in the lowest Xuanyang realm, Wang Tiezhu struggled with it and had no time to fight back. He could only protect himself from harm.

The pupils of Venerable Leng Ming reflected the scene of Wang Tiezhu being surrounded by the soul of the monster, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Boy, how about my beast soul demon sword? In order to refine it, all monsters above the extreme realm in this mountain forest were extracted by my demon pills and stripped of their souls. You are very lucky to be the first person to feel its power!"

Wang Tiezhu swung a punch and repelled a monster's soul with a serious expression.

Under the siege of the souls of these monsters, his spiritual power rapidly decayed.

Even though Taixuan Hunyuan Gong was constantly producing new spiritual power, the consumption speed was far greater than the speed of rebirth. He had already felt a little weak and could not resist the attacks of the monster's souls. Several blood marks quickly appeared on his body.

Fortunately, with the protection of the dragon scale inner armor, these scars only float on the surface and do not hurt the root cause.

But Wang Tiezhu knew in his heart that if he did not break the deadlock, his spiritual power would sooner or later be exhausted.

Even if I have dragon scale inner armor at that time, it will be just a stronger sandbag and will not be able to withstand the continuous attacks of these monsters' souls!

"His grandma, what should I do!"

After wiping a handful of sweat on his forehead, Wang Tiezhu clenched his teeth, looking at the souls of monsters constantly surrounding him, his face turned gloomy.

...

Periphery of the Trial Land.

A figure flew through the air in an instant, and soon three bundles of blood mist followed him and chased him.

"Oh my god, these demon cultivators are so capable of chasing them?"

Xu Jianxing looked back at the rolling blood mist, looking sad. Since he met them outside the central mountain forest, he was chased by these demon cultivators all the way without stopping at all.

If you don’t know that you have the Qi-Treading Wind Talisman, you might have become their dead soul!

"Fortunately, I have the foresight and spent most of my money to buy this talisman, hahaha! You three demon cultivators, just follow your grandpa Xu's butt and eat dust!"

Xu Jianxing laughed and turned his body, trying to increase his escape speed to another level, but he felt that the breeze under his feet was gradually dissipating.

"No...no!"

His face changed drastically, and he calculated with his fingers that it had been almost two hours since he used this talisman.

"No! Grandpa Fu! You are my dear grandpa! Please hold on! It's coming soon!"

However, this Qi-Treading Wind Talisman did not seem to want to have another grandson, and the collapse speed became faster and faster, and Xu Jianxing's escape speed became slower and slower.

The three demon cultivators behind were overjoyed when they saw this and chased the boy all the way, which was considered to have consumed his treasure!

"Brothers, come on! After you catch this kid, you will leave here quickly! This place is already very close to the Tianjian Sect's headquarters! Don't cause too much trouble! Fight quickly!"

"yes!"

Xu Jianxing looked at the three blood mists behind him and suddenly rushed out of his forehead.

"Damn it! Is my Xiaoyao Immortal Xu Jianxing going to die here today?"

He wailed, and the breeze under him completely dissipated, and he fell straight into the woods below, and the demon cultivators behind him also entered the woods.

Xu Jianxing held a fiery red spirit sword in his hand and looked at the three black shadows in front of him with a pale face.

"You... don't come over! I... I'm very awesome!"

He said this on his mouth, but his trembling body and his trembling lips revealed his true thoughts.

Seeing this situation, the three demon cultivators laughed and said sarcastically: "Boy, you are considered a disciple of the Litian Sword Sect like this? It's so embarrassing! Hahaha!"

"I……"

Xu Jianxing was about to continue to retreat, but felt that he was blocked by something. When he touched his backhand, it turned out to be a towering tree. His legs became weak and he fell down.

Seeing his embarrassing appearance, the three demon cultivators laughed even more wildly. They were chased by these righteous disciples on weekdays. Now the characters are in tune, and they feel unspeakable!

"Hey! Boy, if you admit that Li Tian Jian Sect is all hypocrites and false temperaments are not as good as my Dahei Tian Palace, we will spare your life, what if?"

Seeing Xu Jianxing unable to resist, the three demon cultivators were teasing and were not in a hurry to capture him. In their eyes, this small Xuanzhen Realm sword cultivator could no longer make any noise.

"impossible!"
Chapter completed!