World of Cultivation: The fourteenth section evil spirit


The fourteenth quarter evil spirits

It turns out that Zuo Mo's concerns are not unfounded. The first two days of the trip were smooth, and the third day they were in trouble.

The creature in front of them is the first humanoid creature they meet. It looks like zombie, humanoid ape face, eyes fierce, glowing red. Its body, including the face, is full of hair. The most amazing thing is that the color of its hair is inconsistent. These different colors of hair constitute a complex and delicate pattern, just like some unknown formation.

It has a skull on its waist, which looks like jade and porcelain, with empty eyes. It seems that beginning to end has a black mist floating in it.

"be careful, this is a corpse!"

Zuo Mo immediately reminded the tone from Pu Yao, understand that this thing called the corpse is definitely extraordinary.

He just saw that at least three flying swords were cut on it. Except for a few slips of spark, he didn't leave a trace, but almost hurt him. Everyone, including Zuo Mo, was taken aback, and several people Wei Sheng Xie Shan stepped forward to support.

When the corpse couldn't hit the hand, it immediately turned its back. Pressing the skull on the waist with the right hand, a pair of eyes blinked red, and it was firmly locked on the Wei Sheng. It also seemed to know that Wei Sheng threatened it the most, but when its eyes fell on the broken sword in the hands of Wei Sheng, the red light in his eyes skyrocketed, and the surrounding mist surging.

Zuo Mo was secretly shocked by the power of the corpse, and quickly asked Pu Yao: "What is the corpse?"

"The corpse is in the rich place of fiendish energy, it is not easy to rot. fiendish energy will become a corpse when you enter the body. You want be careful, this corpse is not simple." Pu Yao dignified: "Along the way, do n’t talk about corpses, that is, Those bones are already into flying ash. The formation of mysterious fiendish energy takes time, at least hundreds of years. This corpse can survive hundreds of years without rot, either with the help of a baby or the weirdness itself. "

Baby?

Zuo Mo's eyes flew to the skull on the waist of the corpse for the first time. Could this skull be a baby? After seeing the hair on the corpse like formation, he thought that another Pu Yao guess is also possible.

The face of the Wei Sheng confronting the corpse is dignified. The pressure on the corpse before him is unprecedented. Since entering the realm of Golden Core, his strength has skyrocketed. This kind of skyrocketing is not just cultivation, but an all-round skyrocketing including sword essence and mind. This caused him to spend a lot of time on stability. The increase in strength made those fiend soul beast(s), who had been fierce in his eyes, immediately reduced the sense of oppression.

But this evil corpse ...

Wei Sheng didn't even feel a trace of its Aura. If you didn't see it with your own eyes, it would be as if the place where the corpse stood was empty. This made him greatly surprised that only fifth-grade's Spirit Beast was able to do this. Spirit Beast of fifth-grade can generate space shield, and can hide its own Aura.

This corpse is not Spirit Beast, not even Devil Beast, but it is definitely above fifth-grade!

For fierce creatures above fifth-grade, only Cultivator above Golden Core Stage can compete. Zuo Mo has previously killed a blood horned python, but that blood horned python was born out of nowhere, just a little bit with fifth-grade.

The evil corpse in front of him is by no means an ordinary fifth-grade creature, and may even reach sixth-grade. Between heaven and earth, in addition to Cultivator Devils and Demons, there are countless other kinds of creatures, and the types are even more varied. For these creatures, use Rank to divide their strength.

fifth-grade's space shield, sixth-grade's imaginary world, Seventh Grade's imaginary source, Eight Grade's imaginary god, Ninth Grade Tenth Grade, already is almost impossible for humans to resist, and it is close to the immortal existence.

Each first-grade has three ranks: upper, middle, and lower. Taking fifth-grade as an example, the lower stage can barely touch the edge of space shield, and the formed space shield is also extremely unstable. And fifth-grade Mid Grade, the formed space shield, already are basically complete, and begin to derive new changes. In the next stage of fifth-grade, space shield is close to perfection, and its various changes are fully appreciated.

"fifth-grade Mid Grade ..." Yi Zheng exclaimed, his face whitening. The Yi Zheng from the famous school is not as strong as Zuo Mo. He recognizes the power of the dead at a glance.

He said this, and startled everyone. You know, in the major Cultivator circles, what the Spirit Beast fiend is, has long been clear. It is said that the murder of fifth-grade Mid Grade is the murder of fourth-grade, and already is quite rare. Even the Yi Zheng from Great Buddha Temple was scared. There is naturally no shortage of Spirit Beast, such as Great Buddha Temple, let alone fifth-grade, even sixth-grade Spirit Beast and several Animal Husbandry in the temple. But the five sixth-grade Spirit Beasts in Animal Husbandry in the temple are like harmless good babies in the face of this corpse formed after only tens of thousands of years.

Just a glance at the corpse, Yi Zheng rushed to the bottom of his heart.

Wei Sheng's expression remains unchanged, not even blinking his eyes, and the broken sword in his hand is still in motion.

The corpse's eyes stared at Wei Sheng, the fangs showed a fierce expression, and the right hand beginning to end pressed the skull on the waist.

The Cultivator around Wei Sheng quickly moved to retreats, while Xie Shan, Zong Ru, and Shu Long did not retreat and surrounded the corpse faintly.

The atmosphere is more dignified, and the sword is tense.

Zuo Mo jumped in his heart, suddenly his eyes skyrocketed, and he screamed, "Xie Shan, Zong Ru, Shu Long, you hold on to other directions, be careful and other fierce things!"

The simultaneously stunned in the hearts of the three, retreated at lightning speed, but was still one step behind.

"Ah!"

"be careful! Enemy attack!"

The chaos of chaos came from behind. For a time, everyone's face changed, including Zuo Mo! The sound hits the west! This evil corpse would play the sound of hitting the West!

At this moment, the red light flashed in the eyes of the corpse facing Wei Sheng, and the body suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

Clang!

The crisp sound of gold and iron hits the whole camp!

Wei Sheng The broken sword raised, holding a paw firmly! I do not know when, the ten fingers of the evil corpse grow sharp white bone claws!

Dang Dang Dang!

The dense impact sounds like raindrops, and some unprepared Cultivator ears are buzzing. The corpse and Wei Sheng turned into two groups of ghosts, chasing in the air, the crowd could not lock their figures at all.

The bone claw of the corpse intersects with the broken sword of Wei Sheng.

Just then, Zuo Mo's face changed slightly, **** it!

There are more than one murderer who have attacked them since! Glancing at Wei Sheng, who was fighting fiercely with the corpse, Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and rushed back.

He firmly believes that with the strength of Eldest Senior Brother, even if he cannot defeat the corpse, he will definitely be able to delay the other party! If the victim behind the attack is also fifth-grade, it is undoubtedly a disaster for others. Except for Core Formation, everyone else is Pulse Condensation. Pulse Condensation stage Cultivator is fragile like cabbage in front of fifth-grade Devil Beast.

This is not a quantity that can be changed. The difference in strength between the two sides is too big!

As long as one fifth-grade Devil Beast breaks in, it must be blood flow. Thinking of this, Zuo Mo immediately red-eyed. This team is nominally his subordinate, but in his mind, he is a companion who can trust life and death.

One, two ... five ... six!

Damn! There are actually six!

Damn stuff!

The Zuo Mo in mid-air suddenly growls and roars, as if it was a thunder on the ground, spreading out loud!

The golden flaming flame chapter armor quickly wrapped the Zuo Mo at a speed visible to the naked eye. The translucent golden wings, thin as cicada wings, quietly formed on his back, as if there was an invisible pen, sketching silently.

His!

Zuo Mo in midair disappears out of thin air.

A huge shadow shrouded A'Wen. In the mist, there seemed to be a hill moving towards him. The ground was booming, and the small stones were beating desperately.

A'Wen is holding his black spear tightly. On his immature face, he looks like the most sophisticated hunter without a trace of expression. A'Wen, who survived the duel, was young, but after hundreds of battles, he really climbed out of the dead.

However, this unknown monster has oppressed him almost out of breath!

Although he hasn't done anything yet, A'Wen knows very well. Only when the enemy's strength exceeds him by a lot, can he feel this way. However, he did not have retreats. Just now this big guy, already injured several brothers.

Shu Long is absent. The whole bitter Guard Camp is counted as his strongest strength. If he evades at this time, others face the big guy directly, that is really a dead end.

What to do?

His head spins fast, and he stagnates this big guy with speed?

At this moment, the huge shadow in the evil mist finally revealed its true colors, and the pupils of A'Wen suddenly contracted!

An ugly Sha Ou has a hill-like shape, at least twenty feet. In front of it, A'Wen is like an ant. It seems to be very slow, but every step goes a long way. Countless tiny streams of sand, like mist, linger around it.

It's ugly!

A'Wen shrugged off, knowing that his intention to use the speed to stagnate the other party failed.

But ...

A'Wen A flash of cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly raised his black spear.

"Hardship Guard!"

The hissing roar of A'Wen calms down the raging Guard Camp quickly. After all, they were well-trained, and after the initial panic, they quickly integrated the team. When they saw the youngest A'Wen standing in front of them, these iron men only felt a surge of Blood Qi, their necks turned red, and their blue tendons burst.

Without order, they quickly formed Dark Fiend Demon Killing Formation as usual!

A'Wen raised the black spear down and held the spear in both hands, but the spear pointed upwards, pointing directly at the huge Sha Ou coming from the rumbling.

All Hardship Guard, immediately understand the meaning of A'Wen!

These guys are guilty because of their confusion just now, and they urged large formation like crazy.

Instantly, countless evil mists poured into the array like sea water poured backwards. Inhaling the Dark Fiend Demon Killing Formation's evil mist, there is only a tiny black mist.

The tiny black mist, like swimming fish, gathers in one direction.

-A'Wen with the spear standing in front.


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