True Immortal of Tianhe

Chapter 36: Evil Souls and Ghosts (please read)

"Finally escaped!"

Looking around Shuilian Mountain, the three of them looked relieved when they saw the bright waterfall scenery.

"Poof!" At this time, Zhou Yang's face turned pale and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out from his mouth.

"Senior Brother Zhou!" Zhao Xun's expression changed slightly, and he took out a Baicao Pill and gave it to him, which quickly stabilized Zhou Yang's aura.

Zhou Yang breathed out, touched his heart, and said: "It's okay, I was just slightly injured by the residual power of the exploding talisman. Let's get out of here quickly."

"This time, thank you so much, Brother Zhou!" Chen Xuanli bowed solemnly to Zhou Yang.

In the Foundation Establishment Cave, if Zhou Yang hadn't stopped the casual cultivator surnamed Wang, he and Zhao Xun would not have been able to withstand the attack of Sun Ming and the others, and it would not have been so easy for him to obtain the Puppet Master inheritance.

Although Chen Xuanli was a rough man, he also had a clear sense of grudges and grudges, and he kept this kindness in his heart.

Bang!
The water curtain of the waterfall burst, and a burly body rushed out from it. Wang Meng stood in mid-air and looked at Zhao Xun and the others in surprise. He did not expect that these Tianhe Sect disciples were still alive.

Zhao Xun and others looked at Wang Meng warily.

The three of them were not surprised that this person did not die in the Foundation Establishment Cave. The late stage of Qi training was much more powerful than the middle stage of Qi training. Coupled with this person's powerful physique, his survivability was actually much stronger than theirs.

Um?In this case, isn't it possible that the evil Taoist is still alive?

"Let's go!" Thinking of this, even Wang Meng's expression changed slightly, and he turned around to leave.

"Jie Jie Jie, where are you going?"

Cold laughter came from inside the waterfall, and in the blink of an eye three rays of light flew out from inside. It was Taoist Drunken Soul and the two young men.

When Sun Ming activated the Explosive Talisman, his target was more towards the withered soul Taoist who killed Song Yi. After this person was hit by the Explosive Talisman in the front, he still looked unharmed, except that the edges of his clothes and robe sleeves were slightly burned. trace.

At this moment, two puppet magic weapons were suspended in the palm of his hand, with a proud and sinister look on his face.

"Run in a different direction!"

The moment they saw Drunken Soul Taoist, Zhao Xun, Zhou Yang, Chen Xuanli, and Wang Meng violently activated their magic power, took out their magic weapons and turned them into different escape lights, and fled in four directions.

Disaster is imminent. Only by running away can we have a chance to escape from this evil cultivator.

The escaping light quickly disappeared in front of the eyes like thunder. Among them, Wang Meng, a monk in the late stage of Qi training, was the fastest.

Relying on his strong physique, this person made the ground shake every time he took a step. Then he jumped hundreds of meters away. After just a few breaths, he disappeared!

"Hmph! Want to leave?" Taoist Drunken Soul sneered and ordered the two young men behind him to chase Chen Xuanli and Zhou Yang respectively.

As for himself, he stared in the direction of Zhao Xun and followed him leisurely.

The treasures in the Foundation Establishment Cave all belong to these people. Taoist Drunken Soul has no interest in casual cultivators like Wang Meng. Not only are they strong, but they also have little profit and are thankless.
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The scenery on both sides keeps passing by.

Zhao Xun stood on the black feather boat, continuously injecting mana, turning into a black light and sweeping forward, looking behind from time to time.

The target of the evil Taoist is obviously the treasure in the Foundation Establishment Cave, and he will never be satisfied with the two puppet treasures. Those three of them who have treasures on their bodies are all targets of the Taoist.

Now the only way to save his life is to escape back to Tianhe Sect's territory as soon as possible.

The mountains are endless and there is silence everywhere.

buzzing~~
At this moment, a small low sound suddenly came from behind. Zhao Xun's expression on the black feather boat changed drastically. He turned around and looked back, and saw the Drunken Soul Taoist holding a soul flag, standing on the insect cloud. He was looking at himself with a sneer.

"Damn it! Why didn't the Explosive Talisman blow up this bitch?!"

Seeing that this Taoist was not pursued by the others but came specifically to chase him, Zhao Xun couldn't help but his face turned dark and he was cursing in his heart.

Taoist Drunken Soul controlled the spirit insect cloud, and with his advanced cultivation, his speed far surpassed that of Zhao Xun, and he quickly approached. "Little thing, stop quickly, otherwise I will force you to live or die!" came the cold threatening voice of the Drunken Soul Taoist from behind.

Zhao Xun raised his hand and waved, the Han Ming Mirror was pulled out, and bursts of cold light shone behind him.

The Taoist was furious when he saw this. He pinched the spell with one hand and muttered something in his mouth. In front of him, a huge black soul claw protruded from the void and faintly grabbed Zhao Xun.

At the same time, a small number of spiritual insects separated from the insect cloud under his feet, winding forward like a ribbon.

Zhao Xun, who was running away quickly, was blocked by the spirit insect. He couldn't help but look stern. Since you want to fight, then I will fight with you. So what if you are a monk at the peak of Qi training? Who will win is still unknown!

"Ice-cutting technique!"

With a pinch of his hand, the ice sword slashed down, killing the spiritual insects and freezing them in ice.

The spirit insects screamed and were mostly killed. Zhao Xun took two Yuan Yuan Pills in his mouth to supplement the mana consumption of the continuous ice-cutting technique. He looked towards them and was suddenly startled.

I saw the huge black soul claw suddenly clenched.

The cold light emitted by the Hanming Mirror was shaky, as if it would be crushed by black claws at any time!
Zhao Xun looked carefully and found that the black soul claws still contained the black smoke of filthy magic weapons. No wonder the high-quality middle-grade magic weapons such as Han Mingjing could not resist it.

"Wow!" Zhao Xun floated back, stretched out his hand, and the Hundred Ghost Flag flew out from the storage bag, growing from small to large, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a long black flag several feet long.

"Butcher!" he shouted.

On top of the banner, a burly butcher led the ghostly soldiers and walked from the Hundred Ghost Banner. Threads of black energy wrapped around its body, and the evil aura was astonishing.

Since swallowing the dark bead, the Butcher seemed to have undergone some kind of transformation.

Not only did its body become taller, but its spirituality also became more amazing. Without Zhao Xun's order, the long knife in its hand swung violently, the purple-black chain flashed, and the surrounding spiritual insects turned into black smoke and dissipated.

Then, the butcher's eyes were fixed on the Taoist opposite, and he stepped forward and rushed forward.

"Hundred ghost banners!"

The eyes of the Drunken Soul Taoist suddenly burst into light, and he said sternly: "Okay! I didn't expect you to sacrifice such a ghost. It really surprises me!"

"However, I want to see who raises more evil ghosts!"

"Evil ghosts!!!"

On the evil Taoist's robe, masses of black airflow material surged on the stained robe. As the Drunken Soul Taoist chanted the incantation, these black airflows flew out of the Taoist robe and condensed rapidly in mid-air.

In the blink of an eye, the black clouds suddenly rolled, and then a ghost that was about ten feet tall jumped out.

This ghost was holding a steel fork, with two horns on its head, its eyes were extremely scarlet, and it was full of evil energy that was not inferior to the butcher. It opened its teeth and claws and pounced on Zhao Xun amidst the sharp shouts of the Drunken Soul Taoist.

"Roar!" The butcher roared, his body red, and he had already used the blood rage spell, leading the ghost soldiers to fight with the evil spirits.

"Jie Jie, this evil spirit of mine was made by killing thousands of mortals and condensing the evil spirit, resentment, and murderous energy through secret methods. How can a hundred ghost flags and ghost soldiers fight against my ghost spirit!"

A sarcastic look appeared on Taoist Drunken Soul's face, and then he looked slightly startled.

I saw that the evil spirit ghost did not tear the opponent to pieces and kill it immediately. Instead, it was entangled by the burly ghost soldier at the head. The low-level ghost soldiers around formed a battle formation to surround the ghost spirit, no matter what it did. No matter how he screamed, he couldn't break through, but his body became weaker and weaker.

"What's going on! You ghost pawn... something's wrong! Is this a spirit ghost?!"

Taoist Drunken Soul was shocked at first, and then his ugly face showed a naked look of greed.

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