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Chapter 512 I will really die

The words just fell.

Zhou Dan just wanted to retreat.

Xi Zhong then punched Zhou Dan's abdominal dantian.

Zhou Shan's figure shot out backwards and hit the black earth mountain wall. He passed out and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

Xi Zhong glanced at Zhou Shuang, who had already died, then turned and walked towards the top of the mountain.

Human nature in the world seems to be like the Zhou brothers, unable to withstand the test.

But not always.

When Xi Zhong was buying books in a certain city, the shopkeepers of a certain bookstore were a poor couple.

The woman has a very venomous tongue and often belittles and insults her husband. The husband is also a doormat and refuses to retaliate.

In the eyes of others, this couple with a bad relationship will break up sooner or later.

But when a handsome young man with a fortune came to the store to seduce the beautiful woman, he was beaten out by the woman with a book.

At that time, Xi Zhong deliberately told the man secretly.

As a result, Xi Zhong was despised by the man.

The man glanced at Xi Zhong.

"That's my wife, not yours. Why do you care so much?"

I can only say that human nature is like this, there are good and bad.

Xi Zhong raised his head and looked at the thick layer of yin that looked like dark clouds on the top of the mountain.

My originally heavy heart became lighter for some reason.

When Xi Zhong reached the top of the mountain, an old Taoist priest with his hands behind his back was already standing waiting.

On the white altar next to the old Taoist, the miserable female corpse has long since disappeared. There is only a black jade bead floating quietly, absorbing the surrounding yin and swallowing it, and the black light is lingering.

Above the black jade bead, there is a spiritual prison. The black mist is filled inside and it is difficult to see what is being imprisoned. From time to time, there are screams and screams, which is extremely strange.

The old Taoist's eyes were surprised when he saw this shirtless young man.

It turned out to be just the first-level monk at the Foundation Establishment Realm who he thought was bait at first.

What about the monk who is halfway to the enlightenment realm?

The old Taoist looked around. Could it be that he had used some secret method to hide himself? Then he let this monk who was at the first level of the Foundation Establishment Realm serve as a bait while he waited for the opportunity.

Xi Zhong stood still and asked with a smile: "What is the old Taoist priest looking for?"

The old Taoist's hand hidden under his sleeve was slowly twisting, and fine white ash was floating around.

He asked calmly: "You are the only one here?"

Xi Zhong said with a smile: "What do you think?"

The old Taoist frowned.

He usually doesn't like others to fight with him. In the past, most of the people who fought with him would be instantly attacked by him and turned into bone slave zombies.

But this first-level monk in the Foundation Establishment Realm can come here safely and not be corroded by the surrounding Yin Qi. It is really weird and cannot be ignored by the experienced Taoist.

The fine dust floating around has covered the entire mountain top and the flat ground, and still no one has been detected hiding in it.

As for the dozens of ghost generals with whom he had a telepathic connection, only less than ten of them are still echoing.

The person who can easily and quickly deal with these ghost generals that he has carefully cultivated is at least a half-step enlightenment monk.

After another delay, the half-step enlightened monk arrived at the top of the mountain, and it was two against one.

Although this kid is only a first-level monk at the Foundation Establishment Realm, how easy will it be for someone who can break through those rubbish and reach the top of the mountain safely?

What happened tonight was really weird.

First, the two ghost boys and ghost warriors with the highest potential, who were allowed to suck the flesh and blood of the people in the town, lost contact. Then, the life and death of several of his allies were unknown. Now, the person standing in front of him should have been a half-step spiritual realm.

The monk turned into a monk at the first level of Foundation Establishment Realm.

This made the old man who was originally confident of winning suddenly feel a little shaken.

Just in case.

There is only one choice now, and that is to quickly kill the boy in front of him.

The old Taoist's mind was spinning rapidly, while Xi Zhong was staring at the black shadows in the spiritual cage and tutted.

The look of leisurely surprise was like going to the market and encountering something extraordinary and novel.

The old Taoist sneered, "Pretending."

Then he opened his palms, and blue flames danced around his palms.

After the blue flames appeared, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

Xi Zhong gave the old Taoist a thumbs up, "You can actually condense the hell fire, old Taoist, you are so powerful."

The old Taoist sarcastically said: "Then I'll give you a bath of hell fire?"

Without waiting for the young man to reply, the old Taoist flicked his finger, and dozens of soul-melting hellfires shot out.

Xi Zhong gathered strength and jumped, leaping into the air. Those hellfires passed under him. At the same time, he made a face at the old Taoist, "Hey, you can't hit them."

The old Taoist smiled and said, "Really?"

Then he bent his fingers upward.

call out!

The group of hellfires came back again and shot directly towards Xi Zhong who was still in the air.

Xi Zhong had nowhere to draw on, and had no way to escape, so he had no choice but to watch as the hellfire group was about to hit him.

Bear!

The underworld fire group hit Xi Zhong, burst into flames, and a fireball fell.

According to rumors, the real underworld fire can melt all things.

The underworld fire condensed by this half-step enlightened Taoist, even if it is just a fake, its power is less than one ten thousandth of the real thing, but it can easily melt the body of a first-level monk in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

So no matter how weird that young man is, he will definitely die.

Looking at the blazing pile of blue flames, the old Taoist sneered: "Young man, if you are lucky enough to be born as a monk in your next life, you must remember your duty and don't do such a thing to risk your death again."

Then the old man turned to look at the dark ghost in the cage, and thought to himself, if he feeds the remaining blood of this unlucky boy to the Ghost King later, will the Ghost King take shape faster?

As long as the Ghost King takes shape, even if the half-step enlightenment monk reaches the top of the mountain, he will have the capital to fight with him. Coupled with the continuous supply of Yin Qi from the small town, his chances of winning are very high.

Just when the old Taoist was thinking like this, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Old Taoist Priest?"

The old Taoist was horrified. Alarm bells rang in his heart, but he had no time to turn around.

Almost in the blink of an eye.

The Yin energy around the old Taoist suddenly condensed, and then a black light curtain emerged, covering him.

And at the moment when the black light curtain floated up.

A pitch-black fist was printed directly on the black light curtain.

The blocking ripples expected by the veteran Taoist did not appear.

Only the sound of fragmentation was heard.

Then the jet-black fist was wrapped with swift and fierce fist intention, penetrated the broken light curtain, and landed heavily on the old Taoist's back.

Bang!

The figure of the old Taoist was directly knocked away.

Xi Zhong, who was already withdrawing his fist, said with a smile: "It seems that the old gentleman's turtle shell is not as hard as the two brothers. He can't even block the kid's punch."

cough!

The old Taoist vomited a mouthful of dark blood, stood up with both hands, and used his spiritual power to suppress the shock in his internal organs. He stared at Xi Zhong's eyes, unable to conceal his horror.

That punch just now...

Is he really born from a first-grade monk in the Foundation Establishment Realm?

And why does this kid look like nothing is wrong?

He was not burned to death by Hellfire?

The old Taoist forcefully swallowed the mouthful of blood that had reached his throat, and then asked in a deep voice: "Boy, who are you?"

Xi Zhong patted the trousers that had been burned almost to the point of being ripped out, and said proudly: "I don't change my name when I'm going down, and I don't change my surname when I'm sitting down. The same goes for Huang Mingzong and Zhang Wen."

I don't know whether he was angry or amused by these words. The old Taoist vomited out another mouthful of dark blood and said angrily: "It's full of lies! Who doesn't know that Zhang Wen is the leader of the Huang Ming Sect? Are you really stupid?"

Xi Zhong laughed when he heard this and said: "Since the old Taoist priest also knows that this kid is full of lies, then don't ask anymore, let's just fight seriously."

The old Taoist stood up tremblingly. It was obvious that Xi Zhong's unexpected punch just now had indeed seriously injured him.

Xi Zhong took up his boxing stance, but his momentum was mediocre. He had neither fast punching intention nor terrifying punching power.

But at this moment, the words that came out of his mouth made the old Taoist's heart skip a beat.

"Old Taoist Priest, if you don't release that ghost king and still rely on your lame half-step enlightenment realm cultivation to fight against me, you might... really die."

The old Taoist is actually not a monk who is good at fighting alone.

The previous Hellfire offensive was the only way to retreat from the enemy in the Yin-Yang Ghost Exorcism Technique, which he majored in.

When an old Taoist fights against the enemy, he relies more on the ghost generals he has subdued from those mass graves and desolate places, rather than on his own.

Besides, it is good for a poor Shanze wild cultivator like the old Taoist to obtain a fairly good natal magic formula. How can he dare to expect to obtain those attack skills that are only available in large sects?

The terrain of Heitu Town here is really suitable for building a ghost nest. The two mountains, one Yin and one Yang, are just opposite each other, and the people in the town usually have special customs. They often come to Heitu Pingtou Mountain to worship and offer incense. Now that

The small temple has been converted into the black earth altar by the old Taoist priests, so this black earth Pingtou Mountain has become such a suitable place to raise the ghost king.

In fact, in the hearts of experienced Taoists, they don't want to expose this small town that they have been running for several years so quickly.

As long as he visits more war places, mass graves or abandoned cities, and refines more sacrifices to ghost generals, he will be able to enter the Consecrated Realm within thirty years.

When the time comes to come back and manage this place properly, it will no longer be a simple ghost nest, but may open the gates of ghosts. This area will become a ghost domain, and I will become the lord of the ghost domain, with strength even half a step above the enemy.

Spiritual Void Realm Monk!

That’s why it is said that there is no reason to say that the opportunities and blessings hidden in Xiu Da Search are unreasonable.

Those with deep luck may just obtain a magic formula left by an ancient power, or they may find a place that matches the magic formula they have practiced, and then they can make a fortune and become the overlord of a place.

The reason why the old Taoist took action against Huang Mingzong's princess now was because there was a monk behind him who had to bow his head.

Facing the big boss's friendly appearance, how could the veteran Taoist dare to shake his head and say "no"?

Do it as a last resort.


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