As the red light in Mo Zong's eyes dissipated, an extremely small silver flying knife flew out from the gap in his skull. The silver light suddenly appeared, split into three pitch black flying knives, and sank into Ji Mo's body not far away.
At this time, Ji Mo has transformed from an old man to a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties. The aura he exudes has almost reached the peak of the pill formation stage, second only to Ma Jie, the veteran blood devil.
From the very beginning of the battle, Ji Mo kept brewing the power of the Xuan Ming Sanji Sword, and this famous magic weapon kept going back and forth between his body and Mo Zong.
After brewing for several rounds, the power of the Xuanming Sanji Sword reached its extreme, forming a state in which the three swords merged into one, bursting out with terrifying attack power, directly killing the severely injured Mozhuang.
Ma Jie looked at Mo Zong as his soul aura dissipated, and struck back with the Blood Demon Sword. He was a little surprised by the power of the Xuanming Sanji Sword.
"Ji Mo is really lucky. The Xuanming Sanji Sword was refined by the Great Elder and added with the Silver Dragon Meteor Iron. Its magical power increased dramatically. With the secret of the Silver Dragon Meteor Iron, its size can be easily changed. At this moment, it transformed into a fine needle flying knife, penetrating
The power is astonishing."
Ma Jie, with such emotion in his heart, suddenly sensed something, turned his head and looked at the position of the demon zombie body, and said with an ugly face: "Zhang Daoyou, what do you mean!"
The demonic zombie body covered with purple-black scales had disappeared on the spot, leaving only a strong bald man standing there, comfortably shaking his slightly sore muscles.
The battle just now was a very enjoyable one for Lu Kun. In previous battles, he used the power of his physical body to fight against magical weapons, which was extremely boring. There was no such pleasure as the collision of physical bodies.
Lu Kun, who was relaxing his body muscles, heard Ma Jie's cold tone, shook his shoulders indifferently, and said lazily:
"Why are you so anxious, Fellow Daoist Ma? There are three demon zombies in total. The body of the first demon zombie will be temporarily stored here. You must know that Zhang is fighting at the risk of being accidentally killed by you."
A trace of anger flashed in Ma Jie's eyes, and just as he was about to say something, a cold voice suddenly came from the entrance of the Demon Refining Cave not far away:
"That bald boy, what kind of skills did you practice to cultivate your physical body to this level?"
As this voice came out, that strange wave appeared in the air again, causing everyone in the square to feel their physical bodies tremble.
The one who spoke was none other than the leader of Demon Zombie who was hiding in the Demon Refining Cave.
Mo Zong, who was trapped outside by high-level gray filaments, seemed to have a little more strength in his body after hearing the leader's words, and he broke free from the dim gray filaments.
However, they did not attack after escaping from the trap. Instead, they retreated into the arched door of the Demon Refining Cave. Two pairs of red eyes exposed in the darkness stared at Lu Kun, with greed flashing inside them.
When the Demon Cultivators of the Blood Refining Sect saw Demon Zombie escaping from trouble, their expressions changed greatly. They ignored Lu Kun's snatching of Demon Zombie's body and quickly moved closer to each other.
Except for Ma Jie and Zhan Le, the magic power of the other eight demon cultivators circulated rapidly, and a blood-red shield enveloped them, exuding a palpitating aura, which seemed to be somewhat similar to the power of the Nascent Soul.
Qishazi on the other side carefully operated the defensive shield when the gray evil threads dissipated, and cautiously looked at the arched door at the entrance of the Demon Refining Cave.
It's nothing more than the tension between the two demon cultivators. The top demon zombie here, with the blessing of the inexplicable magical power of the demon zombie leader, is obviously stronger than the one their elders encountered.
Not only is its speed faster than that of magic weapons, its attack power is even more terrifying. It can withstand nearly ten magic weapons with one blow in mid-air. Its physical body has strong defense, and it seems that only the attacks of Ma Jie and Ji Mo can damage it.
They do not have such fast movement skills and can only rely on powerful defensive shields to protect themselves.
Lu Kun stood there quietly, looking at the dark arch of the Demon Refining Cave. He did not answer the question of the leader of the Demon Zombie, but said softly: "This is a senior of the Yiyuan Sect. Is this the path of Demon Zombie Body Refining?"
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The demon zombie leader in the darkness was very surprised and said: "Boy, why do you think I am a monk of the Yiyuan Sect, and how do you know that this is a body refining technique? I may also be a zombie transformed from the corpse of the demon clan."
Lu Kun said bluntly: "The black liquid that senior soaked in the Demon Refining Cave should be the magic power of Qi and blood. As far as I know, the magic power of Qi and blood is cultivated through the Yuntong Body Refining Art. Since senior can activate the magic power of Qi and blood,
, naturally cannot do without this physical training method."
The leader of Mozong was a little excited and said: "You kid actually knows the magic power of Qi and blood and the Yuntong body-refining technique. Could it be that your body-refining technique was developed by the old guy from the Yiyuan Sect?"
Lu Kun said with a bit of pride: "The junior's technique was created by chance and has nothing to do with the Yiyuan Sect."
The leader of Demon Zombie was stunned for a while, and laughed: "That's right, those old guys back then were all thinking about leaving this world and extending their lifespan, so how could they waste their time elsewhere."
"Even if it's the Yuntong Body Refining Technique, they don't take it too seriously."
Lu Kun raised his eyebrows and said: "Although Yuntong Body Refining Art has merits, the qi and blood magic power it cultivates is completely deformed..."
"Deformity? What do you, a junior, know?" The leader of Demon Zombie seemed to be very excited, and his voice was full of cruelty. "If it weren't for the magic power of Qi and blood, I would not have been able to create the technique of Demon Zombie body refining. The cultivation of immortality in the same realm would not have been possible."
That person will never be the opponent of the Demonic Zombie Body Refiner!"
A group of demon cultivators from the Qisha Sect and the Blood Refining Sect listened to the words of the Demonic Leader and Lu Kun, and looked at Lu Kun with a bit of greed in his eyes.
It can be heard from the conversation between the two that this casual cultivator named Zhang Tianbiao created his own technique to make his body so powerful, and the terrifying demonic zombie here was also cultivated through a certain technique.
If they had such a skill, wouldn't they be able to refine their bodies to such a terrifying state?
Ma Jie subconsciously touched the storage bag on his waist. The demonic zombie body contained in it suddenly became very important, while the soul evil spirit on the other side showed a somewhat annoyed look.
Lu Kun ignored the greedy eyes of the demon cultivators around him. He shook his head and sighed: "Senior's demonic body training is not the right path in the eyes of the younger generation. You just used the demon's body and did not cultivate it yourself."
"Huh!", the tone of the leader of Mozong was a little crazy, "It's not the right way... Hahaha... It's this sentence again, the old guy from Yiyuan Sect said the same thing back then."
"But none of you know that I realized the origin of the physical body only after I completely integrated my physical body into the Demon King's body."
"The source of physical power?"
Lu Kun immediately remembered the strange scene where the demon was frozen in mid-air, able to exert its physical power without any help, as well as the fluctuations in the air that made his physical body feel fear and desire.
"The Demon Zombie you just defeated was only injected with a little bit of my source power. Okay, having said all that, you can go and die. I haven't devoured new flesh and blood for too long, and a blood-eater like you will never be able to survive."
I have never encountered this before, and the energy and blood magic in my body is already impatient."
As the demon zombie leader finished speaking, the strange fluctuations in the air became more obvious. The two top demon zombies walked out of the arched door again, and their appearance was completely different from before.