Huang Ming is a re-cultivator of the powerful San Gong in the combined stage. He has cultivated the world of immortals for more than two thousand years, and he was able to cast the clone technique when he first saw the golden elixir stage.
And it is also a clone technique in this way.
Before Huang Ming could figure it out, the two swords of Qingfeng and Mingyue were like two dragons swimming in the East China Sea, roaring towards him with a bloody wind and rain.
Lu Yang was not sure whether the living corpse would be able to recover if he cut it into pieces again. Rather than gamble on something uncertain, it was better to chop directly at Huang Ming.
He didn't believe that Huang Ming could recover like a living corpse.
Huang Ming hurriedly controlled the living corpse to attack. Lu Yang asked his clone to hold the Dark Moon Sword to resist the living corpse, and he fought Huang Ming himself.
The two sides were in a stalemate again, but Huang Ming soon discovered his disadvantage.
Lu Yang's mental power was stronger than his own, and he could control his clones with higher precision. In the battle between the living corpses and their clones, the living corpses were losing ground.
Once the clone wins, he will have to face the dilemma of one versus two.
Lu Yang's chuckle sounded in Huang Ming's ears, which shocked Huang Ming into a cold sweat.
"Don't you even understand the principle of not being distracted when fighting? Damn it!"
Lu Yang used the word-breaking technique, and the sword energy surged into the sky, gushing out. The sword light was bright, and the strands were intertwined like a curtain.
The blood-colored light curtain blocked Huang Ming's face. This was his strongest defensive move. In front of the full-strength Po Zi Jue, the blood-colored light curtain only lasted for half a breath before being broken open.
Poof——
Huang Ming wanted to use Corpse Shift again, but he was a little slow and his right shoulder was penetrated.
Huang Ming's vitality was severely damaged and he needed to rest for at least half a month to recover.
Huang Ming took the Qi Restoration Pill once, but at the end of the battle, he still faced a situation where his spiritual power was not enough.
On the other hand, Lu Yang never took any elixir to restore spiritual power from beginning to end. This was due to the power of the invincible elixir and also because he ate tofu every day when he first started practicing.
Taking tofu for a long time can adjust the balance of the five elements of the monks and make them more durable during battle.
"I admit defeat!" Huang Ming said through gritted teeth. He had to admit the fact that he was defeated and took pills to heal his injuries.
Lu Yang put away his sword, as if he was not the one who injured Huang Ming just now, and said hello with a smile.
"Why did you think of re-cultivating San Gong?"
Huang Ming sighed: "When I was young, I was too anxious and didn't lay a good foundation. I was stuck in the middle stage of integration and couldn't break through. It just so happened that this time was a good opportunity to rebuild my San Gong, so I reincarnated."
Lu Yang was surprised: "Then why don't you join the five great immortal sects? The immortal sects are rich in resources, so they are better than the corpse exorcism sect, right?"
"It's not easy to enter the Immortal Sect. There are too many masters. Maybe someone will discover our identities. But you are quite courageous. Not only did you sneak into the Immortal Sect, but you also kept such a high profile."
Huang Ming thought of Lu Yang's powerful spiritual power and thought that he had also been reincarnated.
He then asked: "Looking at how unique your clone technique is, I have never heard of it, and there is no record in history. It must have been lost because there are no successors. Are you a monk from the Daqian era?"
"No, I haven't re-cultivated San Gong."
"Stop bragging. You can beat me if you don't practice martial arts and practice again? Let me know. I am Venerable Huang Cen of the Dayu Dynasty. What is your name? Maybe I have heard of your name.
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Lu Yang didn't answer and looked at Huang Ming silently.
Huang Ming seemed to understand something.
Huang Ming: "..."
Lu Yang: "..."
"You are a monk from the Dayu Dynasty!?"
"Are you really a disciple of Taoism!?"
The two said in unison.
Lu Yang thought that Huang Ming was a senior from the Corpse Exorcist Sect who was re-cultivating his martial arts, and his tone was more casual. He did not expect that Huang Ming was a monk from the Dayu Dynasty.
Huang Ming was even more shocked than Lu Yang. The combat power that Lu Yang showed was actually achieved step by step through practice. Even the master of the state couldn't do this without re-training in San Gong!
Is the great genius really so terrifying?!
Meng Jingzhou realized the seriousness of the problem. Huang Ming was actually a monk from Dayu.
Man Gu and Zhao Po were in contact with ancient monks for the first time, but their reactions were not as great as those of Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou.
Huang Ming reacted quickly, his tone was gloomy, his eyes were covered with a layer of gloom, and there was no trace of a smile: "Okay, okay, you are worthy of being a genius in this world, you can actually push me into such an embarrassing situation!"
"In this case, I can't keep you!"
"Originally, I planned to finish talking to you and kill everyone who heard our conversation, but now it seems that even you will die too!"
Huang Ming no longer concealed his murderous intention and used secret methods to call his companions.
"Fellow Daoist Meng, kill them all!"
"Lu Yang, be careful, there are integration stage monks coming!"
As soon as the Immortal Fairy's reminder sounded, the pressure of a majestic mountain descended on this place.
A middle-aged man with mostly white hair appeared in the sky. He ignored Lu Yang and others, lowered his head and showed a mocking smile.
"Fellow Daoist Huang, why are you so embarrassed?"
"If it were you, you would do the same thing!" Huang Ming said angrily. This Lu Yang's talent is so terrifying that he can't even beat him in the combined stage of his own cultivation of San Gong.
Is this okay if he is allowed to grow up?
It must be eradicated as soon as possible!
"It's easy to talk about." The ancient monk, who was called fellow Taoist Meng, smiled and said that just a few golden elixir stages can be destroyed with a snap of the finger.
"That's it, it's him!" The Drowned Ghost felt the familiar aura and shouted instinctively.
"He was the one who knocked me unconscious and brought me here from the East China Sea!"
Fellow Taoist Meng lowered his head, saw the drowned ghost, and smiled in a low voice.
"It turns out to be the drowned ghost from the East China Sea."
Lu Yang was shocked. This meant that the ghost disaster in Hanshui City was caused by fellow Taoist Meng. They caught ghosts from various places and threw them into Hanshui City. They just didn't know what they wanted to do!
Fellow Taoist Meng did not look at the drowned ghost anymore. Ghosts in the Nascent Soul stage were not worthy of his attention: "I will help you kill these people, fake the crime scene, and say that you died together with this drowned ghost, so that you can continue to stay."
In the Corpse Exorcist Sect, on the other hand, you have to tell me a place where you hide your treasure."
Huang Ming gritted his teeth and dared not speak out in anger. This was a naked attempt to take advantage of the situation, but there was nothing he could do.
"OK!"
"Haha, then I would like to thank Daoist Huang in advance for the gift!"
Seeing that he got what he wanted, fellow Taoist Meng no longer held back and looked at Lu Yang and others like dead people.
"You guys, I am kind-hearted and can let you choose a way to die. Should you be skinned by cramps, be made into a human elixir, or die by being penetrated by a hundred ghosts?"
Lu Yang and others broke into cold sweat, their backs were wet with sweat, especially Zhao Po, who had never seen such a scene before.
"Then what method of death are you going to choose?"
A sudden sound broke the dead silence.
"Who!" Fellow Taoist Meng was shocked. He didn't realize when it was coming!
boom--
Fellow Taoist Meng was hit by a five-colored light wheel and fell from the air. He vomited blood and had a trace of fear in his eyes.
With just this strike, he could feel the difference in strength between him and his opponent.
The visitor was dressed in green clothes, his hands were clasped behind his back, his tone was indifferent, and the five-colored halo of light was placed behind his head, as if he were sacred.
"The leader of the Five Elements Sect, Qiu Jin'an."