Li Junchen and Chen Ruping saw that Zhan Chen was also leaving with Zhuang Xiaodie, so they had no choice but to follow them.
As soon as the four of them reached the top of the valley, Zhuang Xiaodie immediately rushed down on the crane. Zhan Chen also ordered Xiaoye to land, and through the layers of gray clouds, he could finally see clearly what was happening below.
I saw three people standing back to back, manipulating Taoist tools and engaging in a fierce battle with the eight demon cultivators who surrounded them.
They are two men and one woman. The men both possess the high-level cultivation of Peeping Yuan, while the women only possess the intermediate-level cultivation of Peeping Yuan.
There were two people lying next to them, probably their companions, but they both had fatal injuries on their bodies and were motionless. They had obviously been dead for a long time.
At this moment, the three besieged people were also in danger. They were all out of breath, and they seemed unable to control the Taoist tools. This phenomenon was obviously due to the consumption of a large amount of immortal energy.
However, the instinct of survival still supports them to continue squeezing the last bit of immortal energy in their meridians and persist. But even so, the eyes of each of them are still full of despair, because their enemies are too powerful.
Among the eight demon cultivators who surrounded them, three of them had reached the high level of Peeping Yuan, and one person's cultivation had reached the Great Perfection state of Peeping Yuan.
This group of villains didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill them. Instead, they tortured them bit by bit with a cat-and-mouse mentality, and enjoyed watching their painful expressions.
After witnessing all this, Zhuang Xiaodie jumped up without hesitation, landed on the back of Cong Linghe, lightly jumped to the ground, and broke into the battle, like an angel descending to the world.
She took out her sword, pointed it at the group of demonic cultivators, and screamed: You are a group of demonic cultivators who bully the small and many are not heroes. I will kill you all.
At this time, Zhan Chen Li Junchen and Chen Ruping also arrived and stood side by side with Zhuang Xiaodie.
When the three besieged people saw Zhuang Xiaodie and four others coming to help them, their spirits were lifted, and they shouted: Damn demon cultivators, we have never had any grudges with you, but why did you ambush us and kill us?
You killed our two brothers. Now that our strong reinforcements have arrived, you still don't retreat despite the difficulties.
Those demon cultivators were startled at first, and then they all laughed wildly: Hahaha, is this what you call strong support? It's just a high-level person who has come to see the Yuan. What can they do? It's just the right time, four people are in charge.
Those who are nosy, just keep them together and become the medicinal materials for our eight monsters from Black Mountain to refine the blood elixir.
Chen Ruping's face changed, she was a little frightened, and said: Senior Sister Zhuang, you are really reckless this time. The other party has three powerful men who can see the high level of the Yuan, and there is also a master who can see the Yuan Dzogchen realm. I'm afraid we are no match.
Zhuang Xiaodie smiled slightly and said nonchalantly: What are you afraid of? They are just a group of casual cultivators. How can they compare with the disciples of our sect? Besides, there are also seven of us here. She turned her head again and faced the group.
The magic cultivator smiled and said: "The Eight Monsters of Black Mountain?" I think they just pretend to be powerful, but in fact they are just eight paper tigers
Wow, little girl, you not only have thin skin and tender flesh, but also a pair of sharp teeth. Let’s see how I treat you. A demon cultivator with a high level of Peeping Yuan stood up with an evil smile and greedily looked at me with dirty eyes.
Staring at Zhuang Xiaodie's body. The demon cultivator was eight feet tall, with a fleshy face and black body. He was holding a skull in his hand.
Zhan Chen's eyes were quickly attracted by the skull. The skull was bright silver and shone with a metallic luster. There were two strange red lights flashing in the center of the two empty pupils, which made people wonder.
It feels creepy just looking at it.
What a strange Taoist artifact. It was obviously made of metal, but it looked real. Zhan Chen couldn't help but feel a little doubt in his heart.
Seeing that several people were looking at the Taoist weapon in his hand, the old ghost was quite proud and introduced: Look, the magic weapon in my hand is called the Death Soul Skull. You must be curious as to why it looks so similar.
What about a person’s skull? Haha, to tell you the truth, this is a person’s skull.
The skull was made by killing a person of the same level and cutting off his head, using this as the main material and adding various metals to refine it. It is a good treasure, and it has the soul-stirring and filth levels of the same level.
The magical power of the weapon. Ever since I got the Death Soul Skull, my old ghost has never been defeated.
This demonic cultivator proudly revealed the properties of his Taoist weapon to his opponent without any hesitation, and seemed to have a sure chance of victory.
Using human skulls to refine Taoist tools, this demonic cultivator really did everything possible, and Zhan Chen felt an inexplicable anger rising in his heart.
You demon cultivators are so cruel, I will destroy you all. Zhuang Xiaodie was also filled with righteous indignation. On this point, she was in the same position as Zhan Chen, instinctively hating the demon cultivators.
Humph, stop talking sarcastically, I want you to see its benefits, the old ghost said.
Then he recited the magic formula silently while injecting demonic essence into the skull. The skull swallowed the demonic essence and expanded like a balloon, eventually forming a huge skull one meter high, with hollow eye sockets and giant skulls.
Black flames spurted from his mouth, making him look ferocious.
Go ahead. The old ghost shouted fiercely, and bursts of black smoke came out of the skull, quickly shooting towards Zhuang Xiaodie. The black smoke had strong corrosive power. Wherever it passed, the weeds on the ground quickly withered at a visible speed.
It's like being deprived of life force.
Seeing this, Zhan Chen's heart tightened inexplicably, and he was secretly worried for the delicate Zhuang Xiaodie, wishing he could stand in front of her immediately. However, he had just stepped into the Peeping Yuan Realm, and could not resist the full strength of a high-level Peeping Yuan strongman.
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However, Zhan Chen's worries seemed a bit unnecessary. Facing the oncoming skull, Zhuang Xiaodie looked as usual, calmly raised his sword finger and pointed at the skull, shouting: Fire Phoenix Slash
A small glazed sword shot out from her fingertips, quickly grew in mid-air, and eventually became a three-foot long sword. Bright flames suddenly appeared on the long sword, and grew into a pair of beautiful wings.
A phoenix composed entirely of flames was formed. It was so lifelike that Zhan Chen could even see each of its feathers clearly.
The fire phoenix and the skull collided fiercely, and the two flames of light and darkness began to compete fiercely. However, after only a second, the light on the fire phoenix quickly overwhelmed the black flames and began to wrap around the skull, fiercely
The ground burns.
Ah, the old ghost let out a continuous wail, covered his head with both hands, and his whole face began to twist in pain, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.
Seeing this scene, Zhan Chen felt puzzled. Zhuang Xiaodie's attack obviously did not fall on the old ghost, but why did it seem to cause harm to the old ghost?
He quickly woke up the frightened boy and asked the boy about this question.
When the boy heard this, he smiled and said: Master, of course he will be injured, because the strength gap between the old ghost and that Senior Sister Zhuang is so big that the Taoist weapon is damaged. You know, the Taoist weapon is driven by immortal consciousness, and it is also
It is the thing that the immortal's heart and mind rests on, so it can fulfill its wishes and exert its warriors' weapons.
The power and spirituality that Taoist weapons cannot achieve. However, this also causes the battle between the weapons of immortal cultivators to be much more dangerous than that of warriors, because once the Taoist weapons are damaged, the souls and spirits of the immortal cultivators will be harmed to varying degrees at the same time.
, that’s why the demon cultivator called Old Ghost is in such pain
Zhan Chen nodded and murmured: So that's it. It seems that I have to be more careful when fighting with others in the future. My body is fine, but it's no joke to hurt my soul.
Yes, if you encounter a situation where the strength is too disparity in the future, just run away. Don't try to scare the boy, the boy said.
His eyes returned to the battlefield. At this time, the old ghost could no longer hold on and shouted: Come back quickly and quickly withdraw his Taoist weapon. He really couldn't bear the torture of being burned by the flames.
When Zhuang Xiaodie saw the old ghost retreating, a flash of brightness flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly sent a stream of immortal energy into her sword. After her sword received the support of this stream of immortal energy, the light became even brighter and turned into a ray of light.
The arrow's stream of light shot towards the old ghost, directly piercing his body.
The old ghost screamed, and then blazing flames burst out from his body, and even his bones were burned. They were soon reduced to ashes, leaving only the shining skull lying quietly next to his body.
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When the old ghost and the demon cultivators saw that the old ghost with the high-level cultivation level of Peeping Yuan could not even withstand Zhuang Xiaodie's sword, their expressions changed with horror. The facts told them that Zhuang Xiaodie was much stronger than they imagined.
Looking at the remaining withered bones of the old ghost, Zhan Chen also sighed with emotion: Is this the strength of the sect disciples? It is indeed incomparable to ordinary casual cultivators. Now he finally understands why Zhuang Xiaodie is so confident in going to this muddy beach.
Water, it turns out, relies on more than just passion.
Guys, this woman is difficult to deal with, the demon cultivator who led us together gave the order.
The seven demon cultivators quickly dispersed to look for their opponents. The old man naturally went into battle in person and faced Zhuang Xiaodie.
Seeing this, a trace of worry flashed in Zhan Chen's eyes: This time Xiaodie is facing a master who is a master of the Great Perfection of Peeping the Yuan Dynasty. Can he still defeat him as easily as he did just now?
However, he immediately had no time to think about these unnecessary issues, because he himself was also being targeted.
Jiejie, you should be my opponent. Suddenly a voice floated from the front. Zhan Chen turned around and saw a guy in front of him who exuded a disgusting aura was walking towards him. He couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.
The demon cultivator is very short, only about 1.6 meters tall. He has a skinny and skinny appearance, but his eyes protrude from the sockets like light bulbs, and his nose is as sharp as Xiao Ye's eagle's beak. At a glance,
, and thought it was an evil ghost from hell.
However, such an inconspicuous clown has the same level of cultivation as himself, which makes Zhan Chen's eyes flash with a trace of solemnity. After all, this is his first true opponent of the same level after becoming an immortal. He can't help but