Cultivating Immortals in the Family: Rising from Beast Familiarity

Chapter 321 Let's die! 【Subscribe】

Seriously speaking, Zhou Chun and Zhou Yu didn't fight each other for a long time.

From the fight between him and Zhou Yu to Zhou Yu's death, it took about a quarter of an hour.

But the movement between him and Zhou Yu was not small, and it could even be said to be very powerful.

There were swarms of monsters and insects in the sky, lightning and thunder, and flames soaring into the sky.

Those low-ranking monks saw such a scene, and they might not be able to think that there were monks in the Zifu period fighting.

This also made some monks who saw such visions in the distance couldn't help but move their minds.

So when Zhou Chun packed up Zhou Yu's belongings and was about to leave the battlefield.

Suddenly, he saw a black light galloping towards him from a distance, and soon flew near the battlefield.

When the black ray of light stopped near the battlefield, Zhou Chun also saw clearly the monk's appearance.

And Zhou Chun also seemed to have sensed something, and immediately stopped flying, and then turned around and bowed to the thin senior middle-aged man with a smile on his face: "Thank you, senior, for helping to kill that monster. This junior is very grateful." .”

Then before it could use other means, the jet-black aura suddenly accelerated and hit it again.

Of course, the premise is that the thin middle-aged man has not sacrificed a third-order refined corpse.

Sure enough, after hearing his answer, the skinny senior middle-aged man immediately expressed doubts and said, "Cangzhou Han family? Is there such a family of golden core in Jingguo?"

When the mighty and majestic Vulcan jackal appeared in midair with his feet on the flames, the skinny middle-aged man's complexion changed wildly, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Third-rank middle-grade monster!"

Now that his face was torn apart, Zhou Chun didn't have to pretend anymore, and immediately condemned the thin middle-aged man.

The thin middle-aged man is only at the initial stage of Zifu, but the Vulcan jackal is a third-tier middle-rank monster, so there is still a good chance of winning.

When he asked this question, he lowered his eyes slightly, and glanced at the several spirit animal bags on Zhou Chun's waist.

Bang!
There was a loud noise, and the lid of the jet-black sarcophagus was blown away from the inside by a force, and then a figure with a foul smell jumped out from inside.

Meow!
The golden civet cat, who was blinded by hatred, realized that there was a more powerful human being in the sky.

The pitch-black aura made a turn in mid-air, and it was easy to find its real body.

Immediately, golden light emerged from his body, and suddenly he turned into a golden rainbow that soared into the sky and flew into the distance.

Facing the golden civet cat killed for revenge, Zhou Chun first glanced at the thin, middle-aged man.

But I'm really afraid of something!
As soon as Zhou Chun thought this way, he saw the thin middle-aged man raised his hand and slapped the storage bag on his waist, and instantly released a jet-black sarcophagus.

But his cultivation base is the real Zifu stage!
Moreover, the style of the gray-black robe on his body and the emblem of Zhou Chun on it are also very familiar. If you read correctly, it is the standard legal robe worn by the disciples of the Corpse Demon Cult.

"Good boy, you are so courageous!"

Zhou Chun, who was flying away, found out this scene, his eyes could not help but sink, knowing that what he was worried about still happened.

When Zhou Chun heard this, thoughts turned in his mind, and he quickly responded respectfully: "The junior's surname is Han Mingyuan, and he comes from the Han family in Cangzhou, Jingguo."

At that time, after releasing the refining corpse to defeat the Vulcan jackal, the thin middle-aged man sacrificed a black flag and released a thick cloud of black smoke to cover himself and protect him.

The thin middle-aged man nodded, and immediately looked at Zhou Chun with cold eyes and said, "Then you can die!"

Facing the attack of the third-order magic weapon of the monk's envoy in the Zifu period, the mere second-tier top-grade monsters are completely vulnerable.

He rubbed his hands together, and a golden light blade flew towards the golden civet cat.

"Senior's eyes are like torches, it is the Silver Lightning Thunder Python!"

Zhou Chun spoke out again and answered him.

However, facing the denunciation of his words, the thin middle-aged man quickly showed a sneer and said: "Could the reputation of our religion be worse?"

"Xuanjia Jinyu?"

If it is said that monsters rely on vitality to recover from injuries, then corpse energy is the vitality of refining corpses.

It was a jet-black long nail, like the kind used to nail coffin lids.

And after killing the golden civet cat with one blow, with a thought, the black aura wrapped around the golden civet cat's body and flew towards him, and he waved it into the storage bag.

"Senior is so shameless, so bullying me as a junior, aren't you afraid that it will affect the reputation of the Corpse Demon Cult?"

After a meow, it hastily turned into several golden light phantoms to avoid the attack of the jet-black aura.

Zhou Chun was also keenly aware of this point, knowing that he might not be able to hide it, and denying it at this moment may irritate the other party.

After seeing the silver thunder python with lightning swimming around on his body, the thin middle-aged man looked it up for a while, then said with surprise in his eyes: "Is this the silver lightning thunder python?"

There was a strange look in the eyes of the thin middle-aged man, and he directly gave Zhou Chun an order in an orderly tone.

After speaking, he patted the spirit animal bag on his waist, and released the silver lightning thunder python and some "Xuanjia Jinyu" in vain.

But how strong is the corpse aura of a third-tier refining corpse, if it is not for encountering a nemesis like "Carrion Moth", or encountering an opponent whose strength is far stronger than its own.

His tone as if he was asking a prisoner made Zhou Chun feel very uncomfortable.

Anyway, the thin middle-aged man is a disciple of the Corpse Demon Cult, even if he is a cultivator in the Zifu period, it is unlikely that he is very familiar with the world of cultivating immortals in Cangzhou, Jingguo.

Seeing this, the slender senior middle-aged man immediately withdrew the luster of the jet-black long nails in his hands, looked directly at Zhou Chun and said, "I don't need to say more about thanking you, just continue to answer my previous questions."

Seeing this scene, Zhou Chun's thoughts changed, and he suddenly had an idea.

Hearing his answer, the thin middle-aged man immediately said indifferently: "Oh, what was the result of the fight?"

But the golden civet cat has already used the pool water to eliminate most of the fire poison in its body, and now it wants to avenge its dead master.

It was a thin senior middle-aged man in a gray-black robe, his face was slightly pale, and his demeanor was somewhat gloomy.

"So fast!"

But when he saw the back of the golden civet cat chasing Zhou Chunyuan away, his eyes immediately changed again, and he instantly understood Zhou Chun's plan.

He was just about to admit that those were indeed his means, but suddenly his expression changed, and he couldn't help looking at the ground.

"So it's just a small family..."

Although he felt that the thin middle-aged man would not necessarily associate his name with the Zhou family of the Sanjue family, but for the sake of safety, he felt that it was better to use a pseudonym.

Immediately, a shrill scream sounded from the sky, and the body of the golden civet cat immediately spun and fell to the ground, and the vitality on its body was clearly disintegrated by the naked eye.

There was a strange look in the eyes of the thin middle-aged man, and he was also slightly surprised by Zhou Chun's sudden display of the secret technique of flying away.

Compared with that zombie, the strength of refining the corpse in front of him is undoubtedly much worse.

But the thin middle-aged man didn't mean to stop, but asked further: "Just now I saw thunder and lightning roaring in the sky here, and insect clouds gathering. Are those all your means?"

After chasing for a certain distance, the skinny middle-aged man suddenly raised his hand to strike, and a jet-black spiritual light pierced through the air and shot at the golden civet cat.

While speaking, the jet-black long nail in his hand was already flickering with black light, and was ready to strike again at any time.

Hearing his words, Zhou Chun first showed a look of embarrassment, but then he respectfully replied: "Yes, this junior obeys."

Zhou Chun stared at the thin middle-aged man, and answered the other party's questions honestly and respectfully.

"The junior is lucky enough to narrowly defeat the opponent, and the revenge will be avenged!"

Now that Zhou Yu was killed by Zhou Chun, this golden civet cat naturally regarded Zhou Chun as the target of revenge.

But facing his gaze, the thin middle-aged man didn't intend to make a move, instead the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, revealing an amused expression.

The jet-black long nail magic weapon hit it, although it shook the Xiaguang barrier, but it was hard to hurt Zhou Chun inside.

The figure was nearly ten feet tall, with a broad face and fangs, and blue-black scales growing all over its body, some of which looked like dragon scales, and its hands were completely alienated into animal claws with sharp nails.

He said he would do it, and most people might not be able to react.

Zhou Chun respectfully replied.

At this time, after putting away the golden civet cat's body, the thin senior man exhaled and shouted at Zhou Chun: "The monster has been killed by me, where are you going to escape, junior?"

"Then what kind of monster is this? It also looks extraordinary!"

More importantly, the aura exuding from his body has indeed reached the third level!
At this moment, as soon as the refined corpse appeared, it exploded with corpse energy and greeted the pounced Vulcan jackal.

"Yes, this junior dare not lie to my senior. The thunder and lightning were indeed triggered by this junior's spiritual pet, and the insect cloud is also a demon worm domesticated by this junior."

Therefore, I can only bite the bullet and say: "Senior is clear, this junior is indeed..."

The strength gap between the great realms is undoubtedly revealed at this time.

The thin middle-aged man turned his eyes again, and looked at the pale golden monsters hovering in the air.

The two met head-to-head in the air, and a fierce battle broke out immediately.

One person and one cat have lived together for more than 100 years, and they are already like relatives.

However, under the powerful consciousness of the cultivators in the Zifu period, this trick was seen through at a glance.

It's just that the blue-black scales on the body of the corpse are very hard, and the body of the corpse is also indestructible. Even if its wolf claws are also extremely sharp, they can only penetrate a few inches into the flesh, so it is difficult to cause a fatal blow to the corpse.

Vulcan jackal had fought against the zombies transformed from Han Yuan's corpse in Yangguo before, so he had some experience.

Even if this kind of thing gets out, for the Corpse Demon Cult, there are too many lice and they are not afraid of being bitten, and it will not cause any disturbance at all.

So I had no choice but to stop talking, and just said to Vulcan jackal: "Vulcan jackal, it's up to you!"

"Senior misunderstood, the Han family is not a Jindan family, but a small family!"

Zhou Chun also replied simply, not wanting to go into too much detail.

At this time, after the thin middle-aged man stopped in the air, he first glanced at the messy battlefield on the ground, and then looked at Zhou Chunhe sharply and asked, "Are you just here, a junior, fighting with others?"

Although the golden civet cat is also very fast, it is still slower than him.

Zhou Chun responded without changing his face, without any hesitation.

"Then you release them all for me to see."

Although Zhou Yu's character is very unbearable, she obviously loves her spiritual pet very much, otherwise she would not have cultivated it into a second-tier high-grade monster.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the thin middle-aged man immediately chased after Zhou Chun.

In a certain pool on the ground, a golden figure suddenly burst out of the water, and rushed straight to Zhou Chun who was in the air.

But seeing a blue ray of light blooming from Zhou Chun's body, it quickly turned into a mask to protect him in it.

If the Vulcan jackal wanted to kill off his corpse, it would be difficult to do it without an hour.

At this time, the magic weapon he used to kill the golden civet cat revealed its true form.

On one side is a flame jackal bathed in raging flames, and on the other side is a dead corpse puppet with overwhelming corpse aura.

But Zhou Chun didn't dare to reveal anything, and quickly put on a respectful demeanor and responded respectfully: "Returning to the senior, it was the junior who was fighting an enemy just now."

However, the physical state of the refining corpse is also closely related to the corpse energy in its body. Once the corpse energy is consumed too much, the physical body of the refining corpse will no longer have such a strong defense force, and the recovery speed will be difficult to keep up.

"Back to the seniors, this insect is named Xuanjia Jinyu."

It can only be said that the thin middle-aged man is worthy of being a disciple of the Corpse Demon Sect, and the magic weapon he uses is also so unusual.

But Zhou Chun had already been extremely vigilant towards him, almost the moment he showed his murderous intent, Zhou Chun did not hesitate to activate a Tier [-] defensive talisman hidden in his sleeve.

The secret technique of "Liuguang Jinhong" has now been cultivated to an extremely advanced level by Zhou Chun, and when he performs it at this time, his flying speed is much faster than that of the monks in the late stage of foundation establishment.

This sentence made Zhou Chun speechless.

Indeed, the Corpse Demon Cult has never had a good reputation.

The thin middle-aged man murmured, then looked at Zhou Chun and asked again: "Okay, one last question, what's your name and where are you from?"

At this time, Zhou Chun had already stretched out his hand to another spirit beast bag around his waist, and directly released the Vulcan jackal inside.

After speaking, he waved his sleeves and raised his hand to hit Zhou Chun with the magic weapon of black long nails in his hand.

He didn't know why the skinny middle-aged man was hostile to him, a middle-stage foundation-building monk, but the matter had come to this point, and he couldn't take any chances anymore.

And how could the master of the corpse refinement sit back and watch the Vulcan jackal show his power like this!

As soon as the two fought for a few moves, the demon fire spewed by the Vulcan jackal completely suppressed the corpse's aura, and the wolf's claws also left several scars on the corpse.

Then, instead of helping the corpse to deal with the Vulcan jackal, he concentrated on attacking Zhou Chun with the coffin nailing weapon.

Seeing this situation, Zhou Chun also yelled in depression: "I have no grievances or enmity with senior, why did senior insist on putting me to death!"

After finishing speaking, he added: "Even if you really want me to die, let me die to understand!"

　The second one is delivered!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)