Nine turns immortal

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"Haha, Zhou Qing, I didn't expect you to bring such a superb product. Okay, very good, very good. After I get rid of you, I want this girl!"

The face of the man in black twitched, looking at the innocent little girl, an evil fire burned in his heart, almost gnashing his teeth.

As soon as the words fell, a magic banner appeared in his hand. The jet-black banner was densely covered with runes, and faintly, the sound of howling ghosts and gods rang out in the jungle.

The man in black's lips moved slightly, he spit out all kinds of difficult and mysterious spells, and his hands formed complex seal formulas. The black magic banner was instantly surrounded by black mist, and the yin was surging. Even the surrounding trees were corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and all vitality was destroyed. Looted.

The billowing magic mist formed a pitch-black dragon, roaring and rushing towards Zhou Qing and the others.

"No, this black magic banner has already become a climate, junior sister, you should get out of here!"

Zhou Qing saw the thick black clouds approaching, his complexion changed drastically, and he pushed his junior sister aside, his eyes suddenly shot out a foot-long blue light, and the lingering sword energy erupted.

"Qingyun Sword Art, blue sea and blue sky!"

With a burst of shouting, Zhou Qing's robe sleeves swelled, his whole body exploded with true energy, and a blue-green sword floated in front of him, emitting endless blue sword light, and slashed at the black magic banner with an incomparably mysterious sword style.

The black cloud monster, the blue cloud sword light, the two colors crashed together, bursting out into a bright brilliance, dazzling within a radius of a hundred feet.

Between the cyan sword light and the black magic mist, there was a chi-chi sound, and both of them were annihilated.

Zhou Qing's black hair fluttered, his true energy surged, and the Qingyun sword in front of him was even fiercer. The vast sword light almost pierced the blue sky, but the black mist of the black magic banner was also really strong, and there were endlessly emerging from it. The devil roared and bit, and large pieces of sword light kept disappearing. As time passed, Zhou Qing's complexion gradually turned pale, and his true energy was consumed enormously. The blue sword light, which was originally bright and bright, also began to dim.

Seeing this, the man in black became even more arrogant, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of jet-black true essence on the black demon banner. The black light suddenly rose, and each demon roared even more crazily, as if he wanted to pour out all the monstrous hatred On Zhou Qing.

"Haha, Zhou Qing, you are so overconfident. How could your Qingyun Sword Art be the opponent of my Black Demon Banner? The magic swallows the world, the banner breaks the sun and the moon, open it for me!"

boom!

With a violent roar, the black magic mist showed great power, instantly breaking through Zhou Qing's Qingyun sword light.

"Pfft!" Zhou Qing's face turned pale, and large beads of sweat left his forehead. He felt that his dantian was empty, and his true energy was almost exhausted.

"Junior sister, run away!"

With a shrill roar, he kept spitting blood, staggered, and almost lost the ability to fight back.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

Not only did the woman in green not run away, but she ran over to support Zhou Qing who was shaking, with an anxious expression on her face, as if she was about to cry.

"Haha, Zhou Qing, from today onwards, the title of Qingyun Sword will no longer exist! You die!"

The man in black had a ferocious and excited look on his face, and he was about to go forward to devour Zhou Qing's flesh and blood. He seemed to have seen the scene of Zhou Qing's soul struggling and screaming in his hands, and just thinking about it made his body shudder. His blood is boiling, and that cute little girl will train him to be an obedient maid in the future. Compared with the Black Demon Cult, his own life will be much more exciting.

Although the green-clothed woman also has an innate level of cultivation, she has been pampered since she was a child. She has no experience in life-and-death struggle, but now her eyes are dull, as if she was frightened.

"A thief of the Black Demon Sect, dare you? Even if I, Zhou Qing, die, you will have to pay a terrible price!"

Zhou Qing looked at the man in black who was approaching step by step, his face turned red suddenly, and he roared frantically in his heart. He was ready to seriously injure or even kill this Black Demon Sect disciple at all costs, at the cost of his life.

Time seemed to have stopped here. The disciples of the Black Demon Sect were about to kill Zhou Qing and rob the woman in green, and Zhou Qing was about to fight to the death.

suddenly……

"Hey! In broad daylight, someone commits a murder! How daring!"

A thunderous roar resounded in the jungle, and then the three people in the field saw a handsome young man in a green robe, walking from a distance, with a look of extreme indignation in his eyes.

The man in black's face turned cold, and he laughed grinningly in his heart. He wondered in his heart, where did this fool come from, to act chivalrously in front of himself, a cultivator?

The one who showed up was naturally Wang Gan who had been watching the battle in secret for a long time. Although he and Zhou Qing had never met each other, he had a good impression of the little girl in green clothes, so naturally he couldn't watch them fall into this black devil. In the hands of the devil who taught.

"Boy, you also come to meddle in my Hei Yuan's business? Forget it, let me take care of you first!"

The man in black sneered again and again, holding a black magic banner and galloping towards Wang Gan, covered in black mist, like a demon death walking from hell.

After Wang Gan reversed his life and death, he was only a mortal child, and he didn't even have the internal strength of a warrior in his body. Naturally, he was not taken seriously by this black yuan, and holding the magic banner, he wanted to kill him instantly.

"Huh? It seems that Hei Yuan doesn't pay attention to me at all. That's fine. By taking him by surprise, he can be dealt with easily and save too much strength from being exposed. This is very detrimental to my plan."

Seeing Hei Yuan's ferocious face, holding a black magic banner, covered in black mist, gloomy, killing like a ghost, Wang Gan's thoughts kept turning, but in the eyes of outsiders, his expression was completely a He looked dumbfounded, as if he was shocked by Hei Yuan's ghost-like means.

At the very moment when Hei Yuan's attack was about to kill Wang Gan, he finally showed the ability of a zombie comparable to a foundation-building monk.

As soon as he punched out, it seemed like a divine hammer blasted the world, thunder shook the sky, pure physical power burst out, and the strength that was almost visible to the naked eye surrounded the surface of his fist, the void vibrated, and the air continued to explode.

Absolute strength, absolute speed, Wang Gan's fist didn't show any trace of cultivation at all. It was simple and simple, but it also showed a kind of ancient and clumsy aura, like a bull with force, it directly hit Hei Yuan's black magic banner above.

puff!

There is a saying that in the world of martial arts, everything is invincible, only fast can't be broken. Wang Qian has now deduced this kind of mystery. He punches without any mysterious skills, but he wins in huge strength. With the strength of a zombie, black Yuan, a cultivator in the innate realm, even though he has many kinds of vicious magic skills, he can't bear it.

With a bang, the large swath of black mist dissipated, but Wang Gan's fist was not hindered at all, and it still slowly landed on Hei Yuan's chest at a constant speed.

One force down ten times, this moment is vividly displayed.

"No, it's impossible. You, a country boy, don't even know a little bit of martial arts, but you can break my black magic banner?"

Hei Yuan was completely shocked, his eyes glared wildly, with an expression of disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost, no, even if he saw a ghost, under his black magic banner, he could only be absorbed and refined , How could he come out and make trouble, but Wang Gan, a little-known young man, just punched him casually, and he didn't have the slightest temper to beat him, a cultivator.

The next moment, Hei Yuan's face was full of panic. He felt a brutal force like an ancient beast penetrated through his breastbone and reached the internal organs. His body-protecting essence, in front of this force, It was completely useless, breaking through in an instant, violent power erupted in his body, and in an instant, all his internal organs were smashed to pieces.

The vigorous vitality gradually disappeared, and the eyes were full of disbelief, remorse, panic, and all kinds of expressions, and finally completely dimmed.

Wang Gan punches, Hei Yuan dies!

"Eh? Two, this man in black is not very good. He was killed by me with one punch. Why are you two still injured? Well, yes, it must be because he fought against the two of you just now. Because of too much consumption, otherwise I wouldn't have beaten him to death so easily!"

Wang Gan casually glanced at Hei Yuan's corpse. Although this cultivator in the innate realm has a lot of energy and blood all over his body, if he is allowed to refine it, his cultivation base will also increase, but the timing is not right now, and he I am also prepared to temporarily hide my zombie identity and gain a foothold in the Tianyuan Continent as an ordinary human being. This is the only way to be safest.

Zhou Qing and his junior sister are still looking dull, looking at Wang Gan with a deep look of surprise in their eyes.

"Although this Hei Yuan's cultivation level of true Yuan is almost the same as mine, his black magic banner is really a magic weapon. How could this character in the world be able to kill him with one punch? Could it be that he just fought with me and his true Yuan was exhausted?" too big?"

Zhou Qing's pale complexion had recovered, but now he looked at Hei Yuan's body lying on the ground, but he was in deep thought for a while, and he also began to wonder if Hei Yuan had become the end of his battle just now.

"Oh, by the way, this is Wang Gan, may I ask who you two are?"

Although Wang Qian had been observing for a while and knew the identities of Zhou Qing and Zhou Qing clearly, he couldn't say anything now.

"Hee hee, Wang Gan, thank you. That Hei Yuan is a big devil. If you kill him, you will be our savior. My name is Yun Lu, and this is my senior brother Zhou Qing! We are Qing Yun sect disciple!"

Before Zhou Qing had time to speak, his junior sister chirped and explained his family history clearly, which made Wang Gan even more impressed with her.

Cultivators, in the eyes of mortals, are like nine-day immortals, but within a few days, Wang Gan understood that this was just an outsider's fantasy. Or bloody and cruel, it must not be as beautiful as mortals imagine.

Wang Gan can understand this point. Cultivators are a group of people who go against the sky and take their lives against the sky. They fight against the sky, the earth, and people. There are really too few such innocent people.

Sure enough, as soon as Yun Lu finished speaking, Zhou Qing's expression changed, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

Although Wang Gan noticed it, he just pretended he didn't see it.

"Ah? You are disciples of Qingyun Sect? Isn't that a Shangxian? I once heard that there is a fairy mountain called Qingyun Mountain three thousand miles away from Mingfeng City. Miss Yunlu, can you take me to Qingyun Mountain? I also want to become a Shangxian, Shangxian..."

As Wang Gan spoke, he looked at Yun Lu eagerly. He knew that Yun Lu was the key to whether he could achieve his goal. It is not an easy task to get him to agree to such a request.

"Wang Qian, you also want to become a Shangxian? Well, it's not impossible, this time you saved my life, I'll go ask my father, he will definitely agree!"

The little girl Yun Lu tilted her head to look at Wang Gan, winked at him, and smiled mischievously.

"Junior Sister!"

Zhou Qing frowned, but didn't say much in the end.

"This Wang Gan doesn't have a trace of real vitality in his body, and he doesn't even have the internal strength of a warrior. He just has amazing brute strength. After all, he saved my life. It's nothing to take him back to Qingyun Mountain. It’s okay to be an outer disciple in the mountains, if you don’t have the qualifications, then you can’t blame me, and the little junior sister, alas!”

Zhou Qing sighed in his heart, knowing that he could not go against his junior sister's wishes, so he stopped objecting.

Now, Wang Gan, Zhou Qing, and Yunlu brothers and sisters set out on the road together, heading directly to Qingyun Mountain in the north.