God Killer

The spirits looking at the ghost corpses seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't get rid of those spirits like tarsal maggots.

The six Miaoyin toads also ran out to beat the autumn wind, hugged the body of the ghost corpse and gnawed continuously, but their teeth did not look very good, and it was quite difficult to bite.

The human-slave imprint in Zheng Xian's soul disintegrated at this moment, like smoke coming out of Zheng Xian's soul, curling up and dissipating.

Obviously, with the help of the Marsh Mirror, Zheng Xian already has the means to destroy the brand of human slaves. Without relying on Mother Clam, the Marsh Mirror can help Zheng Xian do this and erase the brand of human slaves.

Zheng Xian didn't set a trap at first, but when the soul of the ghost corpse sneaked into Zheng Xian's body and began to communicate with the human-slave brand, Wu in the breeding armor immediately discovered the whereabouts of the ghost corpse. From then on, Zheng Xian Thinking about how to play tricks on this little saint.

Zheng Xian had made a great ambition to smash the Yindu Palace, smash the Yindu Mountain, and bury the Yindu Gate with his own hands.

Fortunately, there is Wu, who can perceive the slightest intrusion of the soul, otherwise, with Zheng Xian's cultivation base, I am afraid that the ghost corpse would have succeeded.

The ghost corpse is the beginning of his ambition.Zheng Xian has a deep hatred for the Vicious Sect, as long as there is such a slight chance, Zheng Xian will not let anyone in the Vicious Sect go.

Zheng Xian can repay his kindness ten times, and he can also revenge ten times!

Zheng Xian pushed the boat along the current and lured the spirit of the ghost into his body, just like catching a turtle in a urn. The spirit of the ghost is indeed powerful, but the tens of thousands of spirits bred in the magic mirror of the swamp all rushed forward and devoured the ghost desperately. Corpse, also known as ghost corpse.

After all, the ghost corpse is a great cultivator at the pinnacle of the Gangcheng realm. Although it cannot shake off the bite of tens of thousands of spirits, it will definitely not be eaten by these spirits in a short while, and it is even impossible for these spirits to completely gnaw his spirit. Eat clean, after all, ghosts are best at refining souls, and they are familiar with the weaknesses of divine souls. His own divine soul has also been carefully refined, which is much stronger than ordinary great monks with extreme stellar energy.

At this time, a red round mirror slowly appeared on top of the ghost corpse. The spirits that were devouring the ghost corpse one after another turned into handfuls of sharp barbs, hooking the spirit spirit of the ghost corpse, and turned towards the red ghost corpse. Dragging endlessly in the magic mirror of the swamp.

The ghost corpse has seen this piece of blood devoured by Zhenjun Xueti and Master Hongjing, so he naturally knows how powerful this marsh magic mirror is.

The ghost immediately roared and struggled desperately.

But the soul is not the body after all, the body can use supernatural powers, and even use magic weapons to attack the enemy. Although the soul of the ghost is far stronger than the souls that drag him, it still loses because of the large number of opponents.

The spirit of the ghost was dragged step by step into the magic mirror of the swamp by those spirits. It looked like a person trapped in a swamp, and all struggles were useless.

As the spirit of the ghost sank into the mirror, the mirror of the swamp mirror instantly dimmed.

The Swamp Mirror flew back into Zheng Xian's palm, and turned pale for a moment. The original blood-red color disappeared at this moment. This time, the Swamp Mirror was truly silent and completely entered the turtle's resting state.

Obviously, the soul of the ghost corpse is not so easy to be refined. At this time, the magic mirror of the swamp should be running at full capacity to refine the soul of the ghost corpse.

After all, the magic mirror of the swamp has a limit. He has devoured Zhenjun Xueti and Master Hongjing successively. These two extreme monks have already filled the magic mirror of the swamp. , it seems extremely difficult, and although the bodies of Zhenjun Xueti and Master Hongjing have been refined, their souls are still struggling in the depths of the swamp in the magic mirror, otherwise Zhenjun Xueti and Hongjing The Venerable Master's soul will be integrated into those souls in the mirror, becoming one of the tens of thousands of screaming souls, and will be envoyed by Zheng Xian at will.

The reason why the Swamp Mirror entered into Zheng Xian's palm and fell into silence was because the Swamp Mirror was stepping up refining the two spirits. Unfortunately, in the blink of an eye, Zheng Xian encountered a great murderous intent, and the Swamp Mirror was barely activated. .

It can be said that the Swamp Mirror is already operating at full capacity at this time.

Fortunately, the Swamp Mirror has swallowed the bodies and all the vitality of the two big monks successively, and has enough savings. Otherwise, if there is no big monk to infuse vitality or qi to fill the consumption, then the Swamp Mirror will be exhausted. The only thing left is to spit out these three spirits, or be blown up by these three spirits.

The battle between spirit and soul seems to be a long time, but in reality, it is just a matter of an instant from the point of view of the physical body. From Zheng Xian uttering the words of the little saint ghost corpse to Zheng Xian fully recovering, it is only a matter of breath.

Zheng Xian's eyes regained clarity, and he looked around at the monks of the Dragon and Tiger Alchemy who looked at him with surprise and caution, and said, "Don't worry, I've already killed that ghost corpse of the little saint!"

what?

These words sound a little mysterious, making people dizzy?

Why is it so like waking up in the morning and blowing cowhide in a state of unconsciousness?

Can the little holy ghoul be killed by Zheng Xian so easily?

The monks of the Dragon and Tiger Alchemy Sect couldn't believe it.

What they didn't know was that at this time, not too far away from the space porcelain magic weapon in the cracked earth, the body of the little holy ghost suspended above a gust of wind and mist suddenly fell from the air, and was caught by the panicked disciples of the vicious sect. They picked it up, but all the spells to rescue it were ineffective, so that the disciples of the Yin Poison Sect were all crazy, rushing towards the porcelain magic weapon that burst in space.

They specialize in playing with spirits, so they naturally know what happened to Little Saint's ghost body at this time. They don't believe that the ghost's spirit can be killed so easily, as long as they snatch back the ghost's spirit, they can save the ghost.

The ghost corpse was so confident that it didn't leave a spirit to guard the body, and put all its brains into Zheng Xian's body. But thinking about it, how could the ghost believe that he had lost so badly, and even escaped with a little soul? No chance at all?

With a loud bang, the space porcelain was struck with a huge force, and it shook violently, like a sledgehammer striking a bell, which made the disciples with lower cultivation levels of the Dragon and Tiger Pill Sect in the space porcelain dizzy.

Zhenjun Zhenggong ignored all the changes in the outside world, and stared carefully at Zheng Xian with a pair of eyes.

Zheng Xian knew what Zhenggong Zhenjun was thinking, and he was about to release his soul. Zheng Xian's brand of human slave is a kind of brand of soul, which is engraved on the soul. Is Zheng Xian a slave of the sinister sect? Show it, at a glance.

Sure enough, Zheng Xian's soul does not have the brand of human slaves, or the brand of human slaves has been refined, no matter what Zheng Xian was like before, from now on he is no longer a member of the sinister sect.

Zhenjun Zhenggong nodded slightly. The time of life and death is not the time to delve into these things, so Zhenjun Zhenggong has increased the energy of vitality invested in the gate of immortality.

The gate of immortality began to grow rapidly.

At this moment, there was a muffled bang again, followed by a ray of light besides a huge tremor.

It was as if an eggshell had been knocked open, and the sunlight from outside poured in.

Zhenggong Zhenjun and other monks from Dragon and Tiger Alchemy could not help but be overjoyed. They were worried that those space cracks were constantly bursting and cutting towards them. The most terrifying thing about space cutting is that nothing can defend against this kind of cutting, magic weapon Supernatural powers will be cut off when encountering space cutting. Even if some magical weapons are surprisingly powerful, space cutting can completely skip this defensive magic weapon. They have no good way to resist such space cutting.

Obviously, breaking open the space porcelain from the outside is much easier than breaking it inside.

All the monks from the Dragon and Tiger Alchemy Sect flew out of the broken space porcelain.

At this time, Zhenjun Zhenggong and others could see clearly that the cracked soil was fighting with the disciples of the Yin Poison Sect.

This space porcelain was chiseled open by an elder from the Sinister Sect who came with Xiaosheng's ghost corpse.

Seeing the disciples of the Yin Poison Sect and the disciples of the Immortal Good Fortune Sect fighting with great joy, Zhenggong Zhenjun hurriedly took the disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Pill Sect to escape in the chaos.

Unexpectedly, the two sides, who were fighting in full swing, saw the disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Pill Gate coming out of the space porcelain, and immediately stopped fighting. Leave no chance of escape.

The face of the elder of the Yin Poison Sect was like that of a dead body, but now he was more serious: "Hand over the soul of my little sage of the Yin Poison Sect."

Hearing this, the disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Alchemy School believed Zheng Xian's words that had already killed the ghost corpse of the little saint.

Shocked, they looked at Zheng Xian in unison, as if they were looking at a monster covered in thorns.

Zhenjun Zhenggong nodded his head, showing the expression that this broom star is really good.

Basically, Zhenggong Zhenjun has figured it out, the more he wants to kill Zheng Xian, the worse his death will be. Fortunately, Zheng Xian entered their dragon and tiger alchemy gate and they didn't plan to chop Zheng Xian up. They have always remained kind. Otherwise, I'm afraid they won't have a chance to stand here at all.

So lucky, so lucky!God bless the dragon and tiger!

Zhenggong Zhenjun has stopped pouring vitality into the gate of the immortal way. He thought he had a chance to escape, but now it seems that the chance is slim.

Therefore, Zhenggong Zhenjun began to re-infuse vitality into the gate of the immortal way. If he did not dare to infuse a large dose of it for fear of breaking the gate of the immortal way, the monks around him would be able to open the gate of the immortal way in an instant. .

Of course the elders of the Yin Poison Sect know what Zhenggong Zhenjun is going to do, and the cracked earth is not an ignorant guy. Even if he doesn't know the existence of the Immortal Gate, but seeing the Immortal Jade Gate gradually grow, there are waves of strange things inside. He also knew instantly that this was to communicate with the mortal world.

Li Tu was absent-minded for a moment, so there is such a treasure in the world?

A vein popped up on Li Tu's forehead immediately, no matter what, he would definitely order this treasure.

If one can freely communicate between the mortal world and the fairy world, for a sect, it is an opportunity to seize the opportunity, and the benefits are endless.Compared with the Gate of Immortal Dao, the Bronze Shenmu has become irrelevant.

From the perspective of the cracked earth, the mortal world is like a big breeding farm, and billions of human races are definitely a very large and impressive number.If the Good Fortune Immortal Sect took this part of the population into the gate, would there still be enemies in the whole world?

And every school is trying to find a way to return to the mortal world. Almost all the cultivators know that this fairy world will die completely in a short time, and they will die together with the fairy world.Once you have the gate of immortality, you have the opportunity to take the lead!Maybe we can find a way to let the monks above Dan Cheng return to the mortal world.

baby!Absolutely must not let go of the baby!

Li Tu made a judgment in an instant, and immediately rushed towards the gate of the immortal way without saying a word.Get this baby as soon as possible, and feel at ease as soon as possible.

Not to be outdone, the Great Elder of the Yin Poison Sect turned into dozens of shadows and rushed towards him.

Seeing that there is still a few breaths of time before the door of the Immortal Dao can be fully opened, and this few breaths of time, for monks at the stellar level, there are too many things that can be done!

Zhenjun Zhenggong suddenly said: "Master, I will clear the way for you!"

As he spoke, Zhenjun Zhenggong threw a elixir that he had prepared a long time ago into his mouth, and then Zhenjun Zhenggong's face flushed red like a sickly coquettish, and with a flick of his sleeves, streams of air swept out of his body, like two tornadoes As if entangled with the sleeves of Zhenjun Zhenggong, Zhenjun Zhenggong floated up, like a god, guarding the gate of the immortal way.

At this moment, the gate of immortality is on the verge of opening, and a dark vortex slowly rotates inside, which is the way to the mortal world.

The great cultivators of the Dragon and Tiger Alchemy Sect came out one after another, next to each other, like a knife stabbing the ground horizontally, like a ball firmly protecting the entire Immortal Gate behind them.

Qing Shui bit his lip fiercely, and took a deep look at Zhenggong Zhenjun, who was full of breath and beard, at this time, Zhenggong Zhenjun was majestic, like a majestic divine residence, inviolable, and he looked completely different from the good old man before. language.

Blood spattered on Qing Shui's lips, without saying a word, he turned his head and got into the gate of immortality.

There was a muffled sound behind Mr. Zheng, and the bodies of several Dragon and Tiger Alchemy Sect disciples in the Stellar Qi Realm collapsed, but the gap they made was immediately filled by other Stellar Qi realm monks from the Dragon and Tiger Dan Sect.

At this moment, here is the hardest egg in the world, the alchemy disciples and fractal disciples of the dragon and tiger alchemy sect sneaked into the gate of immortality without saying a word.

Silence, no farewell, no need to say goodbye.

Seeing the Gang Qi monks guarding the gate of the immortal way die one by one, Zheng Xian, who was about to leave last, was kicked into the gate of the immortal way by real Gu Yu, and the laughter of Zhenggong Zhenjun came from behind him , desolate and distant, heroic and uninhibited.

Zhenjun Zhenggong, who has guarded his life all his life, finally found his immortal nature at the last moment. Who would like to be trampled on by others for the rest of his life?Who wants to be a wimp and always suffer?

Without the shackles of the sect, Zhenjun Zhenggong became himself again.