God Killer

Zheng Xian's whole mind was immersed, and his spirit jumped out from the top door. This spirit was made up of tiny particles, sitting cross-legged on the top of Zheng Xian's head, with a pair of slender eyes carefully staring at it. In the center in front of him, there is a drop of blood in his hands, and in this blood is a spirit like a small dragon, swimming back and forth, which is the imprint of Zheng Xian's spirit.

At this time, in front of Zheng Xian, the color of the center of the purple gold gourd became more and more bleak, getting closer and closer to the color of stubborn stone, not to mention the translucent watery texture before.

The center kept telling Zheng Xian that he was about to die.

Zheng Xian grabbed a handful of jade coins and threw them into the mouth, all the surging vitality was poured into the imprint of the soul.

Zheng Xian lost four or five handfuls of jade coins in a row. When he reached out to touch again, there were only the last few jade coins left in his pocket. Zheng Xian counted them carefully, and there were only six jade coins left.

Zheng Xian did not continue to throw it into his mouth, but grabbed a handful of rock sugar and stuffed it into his mouth. The sweetness of rock sugar is the best tranquilizer for Zheng Xian.

Scared, Zheng Xian is so scared!

In the face of life and death, what is able to stand up and not be afraid is either full of hatred in the heart, or a firm goal of dying for it without complaint or regret.

But at this moment, Zheng Xian had no overwhelming hatred in his heart, nor did he have the goal of making him forget about life and death.

On the contrary, if Zheng Xian died, Lu Feng, Cao Ni, Peng Niang, the old man, Zhou Jiaojiao, and even Nightingale would all be buried with him, and Zheng Xian would be afraid to die alone, not to mention holding him back. So many people pay for their deaths?How can he not be afraid?

On the contrary, Zheng Xian didn't feel much about the bronze god tree inside the purple gold gourd that could swallow entire stars once it hit the ground. What if the world collapsed?Anyway, in this world, the people who can be called Zheng Xianji are basically here.

Fear arises because one does not want to die. Of course Zheng Xian does not want to die.

Zheng Xian is full of fear, only the sweetness of the rock sugar in his mouth can make Zheng Xian calm down, forget all fears, and concentrate on the center.

arrive!

Zijin Gourd has weakened to a certain extent, and can no longer withstand more blows. The green-robed corpse is very clear about this.

This deity is about to die, and Zheng Xian is also about to die. The shells of those mortals are really powerful, and they blew up this Taoist artifact. So far, the green-robed corpse has no idea how these humble mortals did this.

Now, the Zijin Gourd has been reduced to the level of a treasure, and at most one shell will hit the Zijin Gourd, and everything will come to an end.

In the empty space, there was the green-robed corpse's laughter, which contained despair, sarcasm, anger, resentment, and joy. Cao Ni had never heard a laugh that contained so many complex emotions. Voice.

Zheng Xian suddenly turned his head and looked at the green-robed corpse, "Laughing and dying, it's too cheap for you!"

Following Zheng Xian's words, the little man on top of Zheng Xian's head made of a particle smashed the drop of the soul brand held in his hand towards the center of the purple gold gourd.

With a puff, this drop of blood smashed through the originally indestructible stalactite-like center, and immediately branded it on the soul of the green-robed corpse that had been shattered to the point where it was almost unrecognizable.

About to completely melt, the green-robed corpse with only one head left let out a muffled roar, and a white smoke rose from his forehead, and a line of four small characters appeared, Zheng Xianzhi's slave.

This is extremely insulting branding.

The moment these four words were branded on the body of the green-robed corpse, the green-robed corpse became Zheng Xian's servant, and Zheng Xian became the master of this purple gold gourd.

It's just that the purple gold gourd is a Taoist weapon, and its current state has fallen to the level of a treasure weapon.

Collecting Zijin Gourd was easier than Zheng Xian imagined.

Zheng Xian quickly threw the last six jade coins into his mouth, and poured all the vitality inside into the purple gold gourd.

For a purple gold gourd of the Taoist level, these six jade coins contain thousands of vitality, which is really nothing, but for a treasure, these vitality can easily drive it up.

Zheng Xian closed his eyes, and his spiritual thoughts sneaked into the purple-gold gourd, as if fused with this purple-gold gourd. When he opened his eyes again, it seemed that he had become a bloated purple-gold gourd, possessing the vision of the purple-gold gourd.

Zheng Xian didn't have time to appreciate the feeling of becoming a magic weapon. Seeing the missiles bombarding his bloated body, Zheng Xian moved desperately, and the shells rubbed against the purple gold. The edge of the gourd flew over.

This body is too big and the flexibility is too poor.

Zheng Xian immediately mobilized all the vitality to infuse the purple gold gourd, shrinking the bloated body of the purple gold gourd.

The purple gold gourd was blown to pieces. Although the internal space was large, it only looked like a dozen meters long from the outside. Zheng Xian hoped that the purple gold gourd could be shrunk down to one meter long.

However, the effect of Zheng Xian's rapid contraction is not too great. If the purple gold gourd has reached the limit of contraction, or the vitality of Zheng Xian is not enough to fully activate this treasure, at least for now, the purple gold gourd will No shrinkage possible.

The so-called ship turned around in a catastrophe. The purple gold gourd with a body length of more than ten meters in the air, coupled with its slow movements, is simply the best live target. Zheng Xian is now desperately dodging a few bombs, but it is impossible Avoid all the bombs one after another, and it will be a matter of time before they are sunk.

The laughter of the green-robed corpse resounded in Zheng Xian's mind. At this moment, the green-robed corpse is Zheng Xian's magic weapon. Naturally, he can communicate with Zheng Xian, and it is precisely because the green-robed corpse has become Mr. Zheng. The magic weapon, the vitality that Zheng Xian poured into the purple gold gourd made the green-robed corpse not have to die for the time being.

"Give up, it's useless at all, you can't control this treasure at all, even if this purple gold gourd falls to the level of a treasure, it's not something a humble existence like you can control!"

"Shut up!" Zheng Xian's two words sealed the mouth of the green-robed corpse. The green-robed corpse could not resist any order from Zheng Xian. It is an imperial decree, and it must be carried out.

This is the reason why immortal cultivators are unwilling to become a weapon spirit no matter what. Once they become a weapon spirit and are subdued by others, they will lose any dignity.

Zheng Xian's heart is getting colder and colder, the situation is much worse than he expected, watching a cannonball bombard the edge of the purple gold gourd, although it did not directly smash the purple gold gourd completely, but it also made the level of the purple gold gourd once again. One layer down, as fragile as a piece of biscuit, whoever stretches out a finger and twists it, the biscuit will be crushed to pieces.

This is not the most terrifying thing, the most terrifying thing is that the bomb exploded the place where the bronze god tree was in the purple gold gourd, and a root system of the bronze god tree protruded from the purple gold gourd. It was immediately attracted by the earth, and began to struggle and grow slowly.

If there was another bomb that completely shattered the shell of the purple-gold gourd, the bronze god tree would fall to the ground, and one can imagine what would happen then.

Seeing another bomb hit, Zheng Xian could no longer dodge it. He sent out vitality with both hands, hoping to adjust the balance of yin and yang at the contact point of the bomb through Hunyuan Jidao. He wanted to adjust the outer shell of the purple gold gourd It has to be hardened to a higher level, and Zheng Xian doesn't know if he can resist the bomb.

Zheng Xian has never been a guy who is expected to be extremely intelligent, and there are too many accidents that will happen. For Zheng Xian, it is a fatal accident if he cannot control the purple gold gourd to shrink it.Who would have known that Zijin Gourd could only shrink to a dozen meters.

At this moment, a beam of phosgene suddenly rose from the ground, like a sky monkey, made a sharp long cry, and quickly hit the bomb.

With a bang, the bomb was detonated directly in the air, and three or four bombs were detonated by such means.The huge explosive force swelled endlessly in the air, and the purple gold gourd seemed to have fallen into a cradle, swinging from side to side. Although it looked quite dangerous, it seemed much safer.

A series of figures rose from the ground. Each of these figures was dressed in suits and leather shoes, stepped on the void, and had a fluttering figure. They spread around the entire purple gold gourd in the blink of an eye.

"Zheng Xian, we are here to save you!" Hanhan shouted from these mouths.

The octogenarian Daoist among the purple gold gourds couldn't help but wiped his cold sweat, and murmured: "I'm scared to death, these guys are too slow to come."

Where are there so many immortal cultivators?Where did so many alchemy cultivators come from?How many immortal cultivators in the alchemy realm are there in the entire mortal world?Did they all come here at this time?