After activating the ancient treasure, Master Tianshi breathed a sigh of relief under the gaze of the True Lord.
The most important thing for a practitioner is his cultivation and mana. The body-protecting sword can resist most spells and seals, and the body-protecting robe can be used as a flying sword. And with the magic weapon nearby, there is no need to spend energy and meticulously polishing the body shell.
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Not only is it time-consuming and labor-intensive, but there is no way to compete with ordinary magic weapons.
So what if the physical body of a practitioner is thicker than gold and stone? Without the support of cultivation, it is just a matter of striking the head with a flying sword from the sky. No matter how strong the physical body is, it cannot stop the magic weapon refined by gathering heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
Of course, those legendary monks with special physiques would also cultivate their physical bodies to enhance their own strength.
Just like their Corpse Demon Sect, which specializes in refining corpses.
Using heavenly materials and earthly treasures to refine a corpse into a body, it is similar to a magic weapon. In fact, it is essentially used as a protector, allowing one to have sufficient time to display Taoist magical powers.
And in this land of powerful inheritance that suppresses cultivation, he would not dare to use his body with insufficient Qi and blood to resist True Lord Yuanying, especially since the aura of True Lord Yuanying is very extraordinary at first sight.
"The ancient treasure from the origin of Corpse Demon is not refined by the ordinary Nascent Soul Lord." Tu Shanjun made a judgment based on his shallow weapon refining skills, while taking a look at the tall figure condensed with the ancient treasure.
He had long fiery red hair, green face and fangs, and a forbidden mark on his forehead extending towards his body. As soon as he appeared in front of everyone, his hot breath spread out like a flame, and even the air was filled with hot and erratic steam.
As soon as the zombie's original ancient treasure corpse appeared, its scarlet eyes were already locked on Tushanjun.
What's even more strange is that the copper coffin behind Master Tianzhi also started to stir. The heavy thumping sound sounded like something was knocking inside, trying to break out of the coffin.
"Ah."
A chuckle came, causing Master Tianshi to look sideways. Even Tushanjun looked towards the place where the laughter came from.
There was a man wiping a nosebleed right there.
Unexpectedly, after being beaten, he was still in the mood to laugh. This smile was very different from the indifferent smile just now, but seemed to be truly happy, and the nosebleed wiped away with his fingers was also left aside without any image.
"You from the Lingmo Sect, are you crazy?" Master Tianshi once again looked at the risks this time. They all said that wealth can only be found in danger, but if you fight side by side with a madman, you always feel that it is not so safe.
Only the ancient treasure corpse in front of him and the contents of the copper coffin could soothe his restless mind.
"My name is..." The man pondered for a while and seemed not to remember his name, but there was a number that was quite clear, so he said loudly: "My name is Sijiu, but that's not important."
"I'm overjoyed, I'm overjoyed!"
"There must be something wrong with the true monarch's magic power, so he relied on the inheritance to suppress us. Otherwise, with the strength of the true monarch, he would not have given us such an opportunity at all, just like he would not have given the opportunity to the demonic monks back then."
Tushanjun remained calm, did not say harsh words, and did not ask any questions.
Instead, he stretched out his ghost hand and waved.
He signaled to the two of them that they didn't need to continue talking nonsense.
He just wanted to beat the remnants of the spirit demons and other demon cultivators to death.
"Don't say too much, let's go shoulder to shoulder."
"Ancient Treasure Corpse!" Master Tianzhi rotated the seal in his hand, and the Ancient Treasure Corpse immediately took action. It took a long time for the sound to arrive, but the Ancient Treasure Corpse had already appeared in front of Tu Shanjun, and his breath was as hot as waves hitting his face.
In sharp contrast to the billowing black energy around Tushanjun, it was hard to tell which one was good and which one was evil.
In physical combat, regardless of spells, Tushanjun has never been afraid of anyone. These monks who always use spells and magical powers have never experienced close combat, and they stay away from it.
In just a few rounds, Gu Bao Zhi was beaten by Tu Shanjun until his body was loose, his bones were soft and his muscles were numb, and he could not exert all his strength. Gu Bao Zhi was so anxious that he kept roaring.
The Master Tianzhi who controlled the ancient treasure corpse was also a little panicked for a moment.
Three hundred years ago, the ancient treasure corpse and the Yuanying True Monarch from outside the region were still fighting for more than ten rounds. How come this time they were at a disadvantage when facing the Nascent Soul True Monarch without the support of great magic power, and their magical powers could not be extended.
"Unlock the restraint and don't control his fighting. Let him rely on instinct."
That person saw the problem. Gu Bao Zhi clearly wanted to rely on instinct to fight, but Master Tian Zhi wanted to control the fighting method. Based on their experience, they were no match for Zhen Jun who was highly skilled in martial arts.
Master Tianzhi was awakened immediately. He held the ancient treasure with both hands and recited the obscure formula. After a few rounds, the ancient treasure corpse finally heard what he wanted to hear.
"untie!"
"Buzz."
The scales emerged and connected into armor. Without the consciousness to control the body of the ancient treasure corpse, the ancient treasure corpse felt that the shackles on its body were loosened, and its ferocious nature was aroused by Tushanjun's beating.
Swing the iron fist to break through Tushanjun's move.
With a few bangs, there were burnt marks on Tushanjun's body, and the black energy that surrounded him burned and defeated him. If he were to fight with his physical body, even his Nascent Soul True Lord's body would inevitably have an advantage.
"There's something going on." The man's eyes lit up. Maybe they could still suppress the True Lord. He didn't think about joining the battle group but looked at the ancient bronze gate at the top of Jie Tian, which was the destination of his trip.
Even if they can kill Tu Shanjun, if they fail to achieve their goal, it will be a huge failure.
The Heavenly Corpse Master has mixed emotions. Without his spiritual consciousness to control the ancient treasure corpse, it is true that it can exert its strength, but it will not be easy to recover. I don’t know how much effort will be wasted by then.
The only good thing is that the ancient treasure corpse performed well and was able to suppress the Nascent Soul monk.
As long as you can obtain the inheritance of great power, it will be fine even if you lose this foundation.
"Ren Zhenjun is highly skilled in martial arts, but he is no match for the ancient treasure corpse made from treasures..."
Stab.
There are many claw marks on the chest.
With black and red blood soaking his clothes, Gu Bao Zhi was still trying to bully Tu Shanjun. At the cost of being beaten dozens of times, he exchanged injuries for injuries and fought against Tu Shanjun.
It's really like an iron pot meeting an iron brush, hard versus hard.
Tushanjun looked annoyed, but this thing was difficult to deal with. It was too thick-skinned and hard to attack. The iron fist could only leave a mark when it hit it, but it couldn't hurt the root. Even ordinary spiritual treasures were no less vulnerable.
Seeing that he was about to charge forward again, Tu Shanjun stretched out his hand and pulled out a long stick from his cuff, which turned into a long stick in the wind. A black and red streamer was wrapped around the evil ghost's head, making it look like a long-handled hammer.
head.
With a ferocious expression on his face, he took a photo of his head.
The ancient treasure corpse stopped and steadied himself with eyes wide open. Seeing that the long-handled hammer was about to smash his head, he quickly raised his hands to resist.
Only a loud bang was heard.
Accompanied by a huge fracture sound, the two forearms of the ancient corpse had been smashed to pieces with flesh and blood. Even both arms were dislocated under the bombardment of the 'hammer head' and hung weakly on both sides of the body.
"It's his mother's fault!"
Master Tianzhi cursed loudly.
"You are not a human being, you are not a human being, but you are using weapons."
He also didn't expect that a good Lingbao would be used as a weapon by Tu Shanjun. He acted like a tiger, beating the ancient treasure's corpse until it was bloody and bloody, and he still had no means to resist.
Maybe it can be resisted for a while, but without the support of great magic power, such a physical body is just a harder target against the spiritual treasure.
Tu Shanjun turned the weapon in his hand upside down, and when he hit it with his stick, he saw a bloody flower blooming. It even beat the condensed flesh and blood to the point where they could not condense, and could only slump to the side and squirm slowly, as if they were struggling to death.
Only the head of the ancient treasure corpse was still roaring high, and it suddenly jumped up from its tattered neck and bit Tushanjun's neck. Tushanjun resisted with his hands, tore it off and threw it to the ground.
Because of the blur of flesh and blood and the accumulation of evil spirits, most of Tushanjun's face has no good spots, making it look very strange and ferocious.
"die!"
The earth and rocks broke apart and rolled into waves.
The tall figure with the long-handled hammer has jumped up high.
The black energy followed, and the pressure was coming, especially the chilling and chilling murderous aura that made the Master Tianshi shudder as he was stunned on the spot.
The evil spirit seemed to have condensed into a steel needle piercing his bones, making the cold hairs on his body stand on end.
Master Tianzhi seemed to have seen the scene where his head was broken into pieces and splashed red and white, and pearls and jade were pumped out. It was obviously no different from the ancient treasure corpse.
No, there is still a difference.
He will feel pain. It's not like refining a corpse. There is no pain at all, but it feels very pleasurable.
However, he didn't want to die like this. The powerful inheritance was right in front of him. He only needed to cross this final barrier, a Nascent Soul True Lord without the support of great magic power. In this way, he screamed in fear: "Open the coffin!"
It's not that he didn't want to release the first few episodes together, but in fact the ancient treasure corpse was originally the corpse demon.
If he releases that thing again, he is afraid that he will not be able to control it with his own cultivation. Now he has long lost the idea, and his intestines are turning green with regret. If he had known that this would be the result, he would have taken action at all costs.
Bang.
The lid of the copper coffin exploded high.
A headless body flew out from it and stood in front of Master Tianzhi.
The tall figure holding the long-handled hammer fell to the ground and stood there quietly, staring at the headless corpse in front of him, making no other movements.
It was like being stunned for a moment.
Not to mention Master Tianzhi, even that person felt strange.
When he looked up, he discovered that the mighty Nascent Soul Monarch, the unparalleled cultivator known as the Soul-Swallowing Demon Monarch, had tears streaming down his face.
Tu Shanjun wiped away his tears and laughed, looking up to the sky and laughing: "Here, here, I thought it would be difficult to find it again in this life, I thought..."
At that time, his apprentice once told him that he regretted not bringing back the body of Sanhu, and what was even more regretful was that he did not have the strength to protect his family. He hoped that the master could help retrieve it if he encountered it in the future.
In this way, he can also have an explanation with his wife.
It had been so long, Tu Shanjun thought he would never be able to see him again, and he only waited until his cultivation level was high before making plans. He didn't expect to see him here. And seeing this corpse made him even more sad.
The mixture of tears and black-red blood made it even more terrifying: "How dare you use this to refine a corpse!"