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Chapter 129 Completely kill

The speed of the zombie head is not slow, at least it is impossible for a monk in the Qi Refining Stage to catch up. However, Ning Chen is not an ordinary Qi Refining Stage monk. Not to mention that he can already fly with a sword. The speed of the Rainbow Chasing Talisman he is currently using is very fast. It is also close to the monks in the middle stage of Ning Yuan.

This rainbow-chasing talisman comes from the same source as the rainbow-changing talisman that Zhong Ting and Jing Qinghua escaped from before. After Ning Chen joined the Qingyun Sect, he purchased three Xuan-level talisman scriptures, including one that can draw the Bingsha talisman. "Black Evil Talisman Sutra" and this "Flying Rainbow Talisman Sutra", but with limited cultivation, he could only draw the "Hong Kong Chasing Talisman" of the lower-grade Xuan level. The speed was comparable to the flying speed of a monk in the middle stage of Condensation. As for the Xuan-level The middle-grade "Rainbow Talisman" and the high-grade Xuan-level "Flying Rainbow Talisman" can only be drawn after his cultivation level has improved.

The zombie's head was caught up by Ning Chen before it reached the giant wooden gate. The zombie was also surprised. Although it hurriedly speeded up, it was still blocked by Ning Chen in the valley.

"You little beast, you dare to stop me, aren't you afraid that I will cramp and skin you!" the zombie said ferociously.

"It's a bluff, let's watch!" Ning Chen sneered, raised his hand and used a dozen swords, axes and sticks turned into weapon evil charms to hit his head and face. The head howled and did not even dare to face the enemy, but just breathed out some deathly air. After resisting one or two, the head itself could only dodge left and right and fly away repeatedly.

"Boy... boy, let me go quickly. I still have the strength to fight, but I just don't want to use my trump cards. Don't force me to take action!" the zombie said angrily.

Ning Chen didn't answer, he just controlled the weapons and slashed all the way to block the zombies inside the mountain gate.

"Little... boy, I promise you that if you let me go, I will never seek revenge from you!" After dodging for a while, the zombie said with gritted teeth.

Seeing several weapons being wiped out by the aura of death, Ning Chen took out a few more Weapon Talismans and played them, keeping the number of weapons at fifteen or six that he could control with all his strength.

"Boy, if you let me go, I will teach you the earth-level skills that I have deduced!" Seeing that Ning Chen's magic bag is like Tinkerbell's space bag, and a Zhang Xuan-level talisman seems to be endless. , the zombie finally couldn't help but seduced again.

"Don't even think about killing me and then looking for the jade slips. The technique I deduced has not yet been recorded in the jade slips. You can't find it, but I can pass it on to you through my spiritual consciousness." The zombie hissed.

Seeing that Ning Chen was completely unmoved, several flying swords and scimitars slashed at him and took away a scalp. The zombie couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly, "How can you let me go?"

"Hand over that little tree and I'll let you go!" Ning Chen finally said.

"No!" the zombie screamed. This small tree was the key to his recovery after taking the body. How could he hand it over?

It should be said that although the monks in the Ning Yuan stage have refined the consciousness of the sea, their own souls and souls are still very weak, and they cannot separate the souls from the body. Generally, if someone cuts off the body, the soul will also be destroyed. , occasionally there is a chance to seize the body, which will also consume a lot of spiritual power, causing damage to the soul or serious damage to the vitality. It is extremely difficult to restore the previous cultivation level, let alone continue to practice diligently. for.

However, because of the necrosis of the body, this zombie has used secret methods to refine his soul to become extremely powerful. Even if the body is taken away, it will be consumed, but with the little tree to replenish his vitality, he can completely restore his cultivation level in a very short period of time and even go further. Therefore, this small tree is basically his second life to him. It is more important than the martial arts. How can he hand it over?

"Except for small trees, anything will do!" the zombie said through gritted teeth.

"I don't want anything except the little tree!" Ning Chen shouted coldly, thinking that as long as the little tree is gone, this zombie will probably be like Qiao Zhongqiu said, because the soul is damaged and the vitality is severely damaged due to the seizure of the body. By the time he recovered his cultivation, he had grown to the point where he no longer needed to care about him.

The zombie rubbed its fangs, making a "crunching" sound, and screamed again, "Boy, I will give you everything except the little tree, including all the magic weapons in the storage ring and the earth-level skills. I can still do it." I swear that I will never seek revenge from you, but I will never give that little tree to you. If you still disagree, don’t blame me for destroying that little tree and dying with you!"

"Okay, you can destroy it." Ning Chen said calmly. Last time, Situ Jue made a mistake because of "Peeping the Sky Treasure Mirror". How could Ning Chen make such a mistake again? The premise of this battle is Kill zombies or destroy the zombies' capital for a comeback instead of getting some unnecessary treasures.

"You!" Ning Chen was so incompetent that the zombie was speechless for a moment. He had already seen the smooth road leading to the golden elixir stage, how could he be willing to die with Ning Chen, a young monk in the Qi refining stage.

Seeing the zombies hesitating, Ning Chen was very decisive. Taking advantage of the dozen or so soldiers and evil talismans entangled with the zombies, Ning Chen fired a few more ice and sky talismans to turn hundreds of feet around into a field of ice, and then released eight or nine in one breath. Ten ice dragons crowded the surrounding space densely and swarmed towards the zombies.

"Little beast, you have to die a good death, I will kill you!" the zombie yelled, and when Ning Chen released the Ice Chilong and was unable to control the Bingsha Talisman, he found a loophole to get out and greet him. He faced the Ice Chilong, which in his opinion was of limited numbers but not as powerful as the Weapon Talisman, and prepared to fight hard and then find an opportunity to escape.

However, Zombie miscalculated. Although he was powerful, he obviously didn't know much about talismans, or at least the "Lingbing Talisman Scripture". The weapon evolved from the Bingsha Talisman cannot self-destruct, but the Ice Chilong can self-destruct. , seeing that with the blessing of the Ice Sky Talisman, the ice dragons that had reached the lower level of the Xuan level were already trying to kill him, and the zombie heads were already close to these ice dragons, Ning Chen changed his handprints, exhaled and shouted, "Explode!" "

In an instant, nearly a hundred ice dragons all self-destructed, and the entire space was almost frozen. Endless cold air raged crazily, and then nothing happened...

In less than three breaths, a huge iceberg with a radius of tens of feet suddenly stood in front of Ning Chen's eyes. There was no breath in the iceberg. Although the head should be frozen in the iceberg, it was blocked by layers of ice. Can't see inside.

Qiao Zhongqiu and Fei Ming came out with dozens of disciples from the three parties. What they saw was this scene. Dozens of people looked at the iceberg in front of them in a daze. Occasionally, they looked at Ning Chen with eyes full of awe.

"Is he inside?" Qiao Zhongqiu asked.

"Inside, there is Xiaoshu and his storage ring." Ning Chen nodded and said what they wanted to hear.

"Hiss." Everyone at the scene took a breath and their eyes were burning. The disciples were jealous of the collection of a late-stage Ning Yuan monk, while Qiao Zhongqiu and Fei Ming were jealous of the small tree that exuded the endless wood-attribute aura.


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