Dragon and Tiger Taoist

Under the night, the pungent smell of blood filled the air, and two headless corpses stood in the void.

Buzz, the sword light dissipated, and he regrouped. Looking at the bodies of San Luo and Mute Po, Zhang Chunyi frowned slightly. As he had expected, although San Luo had possessed extremely powerful power in a short period of time, for this The control of one force is obviously not enough.

Knowing this and seizing the opportunity, Zhang Chunyi directly struck out with a fatal sword, cutting both the body and the soul. Although his cultivation level is only the Six Tribulations Yangshen, he can completely compare with it when using all his strength. Those Seven Tribulations Yang Gods.

And the result was just as he expected. He was caught off guard, and San Luo, who had great power but could not master it delicately, was directly beheaded by him. As for the mute woman who was the Yang God of Six Tribulations, it was just incidental.

"It cut off her body but failed to cut off her soul. The White Lotus Demon has extremely strong soul defense, and her body is also strange. It is not an ordinary flesh and blood body."

His eyes fell on Sang Luo's headless corpse. Zhang Chunyi looked solemn. He was very sure that Sang Luo was not dead, but he did not strike a second sword because it was meaningless and would put himself in danger. Sang Luo was not dead. Luo wouldn't give him a second chance.

And in the next moment, invisible pressure filled the air, as if a sleeping giant awakened, bathed in golden flames, flesh and blood regenerated, and a new head grew out of San Luo's headless corpse.

"Zhang Chunyi."

Opening her eyes and looking at Zhang Chunyi, San Luo's seemingly calm eyes hid raging anger. Although she was not dead, the fact that her head was beheaded by Zhang Chunyi made her feel great humiliation, and the mute woman was dead. , died cleanly, the body was dead and the soul was dead, leaving no trace of life.

"It actually left indelible scars on my divine body. It's really a fierce swordsmanship, but it's okay, it's a warning to me."

He murmured softly and touched his neck with his fingertips. There was an indelible sword mark there, and a terrifying power was slowly released from San Luo's body.

Phew, golden flames rose up, illuminating the darkness, and an illusory shadow about a hundred feet high, with red faces and fangs, dark golden eyes, and four arms, appeared behind San Luo, and gradually merged with hers. The figures overlap.

Seeing such a scene, a feeling of déjà vu emerged, with a solemn look on his face, Zhang Chunyi finally understood where the strangeness of the other party's body came from.

"Is it similar to the immortal body of a pseudo-immortal? Or maybe it's a divine body. No wonder Wu Sheng's head was cut off and he still survived. If Wu Sheng's sword hadn't used the power of Yuan Tu's Taoist seed, there would have been even a scar. No less.”

Although pseudo-immortals are not immortals, they already have some of the essence of immortals, which is qualitatively different from ordinary people. It is impossible to hurt them with ordinary methods, let alone kill them. At most, it will consume their strength, because There are Dao marks on their bodies.

Zhang Chunyi has a clear understanding of this point, because his second soul, Wu Mian, also has similar characteristics, except that Wu Mian's body is engraved with the traces of the soul and the water element, while San Luo's body is engraved with the traces of the fire element. mark.

It was at this time that a roar sounded like it came from ancient times. The sky was ignited and turned red. A shadow of gods and demons stood between the sky and the earth. It held a millstone in its hand and had a sacred breath flowing all over its body. For a moment, the entire world seemed to be moving according to her will, and this movement attracted the attention of the entire Southeast Kyushu.

"With a pseudo-immortal body and a complete immortal fire, is this what you rely on?"

Standing in the void and looking at the millstone held in San Luo's hand, Zhang Chunyi's eyes moved slightly.

It is shaped like a large mill, completely black, and engraved with ancient Taoist inscriptions. It is surrounded by wisps of earthly turbidity, exuding an unspeakable weight. Although it has not been deliberately activated, its heavy power has already suppressed the void. It was twisted, like a real fairy weapon.

However, Zhang Chunyi knew that its essence was actually a fairy fire, but it was condensed into the shape of an object by the power of supernatural powers. This fully demonstrated San Luo's control over the flame at this time.

"Zhang Chunyi, go die peacefully. No one can save you this time, not even that Chunyang monk."

Manifesting the body of a god and demon, his dark golden eyes seemed to be burning with a sea of ​​fire. Looking at Zhang Chunyi, San Luo did not hide his murderous intention.

Although her current strength has not reached its peak due to Hu Keyu's attempt to lure the wolf into the house, with the help of the power of faith and divine inspiration, she has still raised her strength to a level comparable to that of a pure Yang realm monk.

The most important thing is that with the divine grace bestowed by Lord Rongyan, she has initially developed a divine body, which is unmatched by other pure Yang monks or supreme demon kings, not to mention that she also possesses a real fairy fire.

In the current Middle-earth, and even the Taixuan Realm, she still has some concerns about those pseudo-immortals who hide in the world, because only these people can really hurt her.

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Chunyi retreated decisively without any hesitation.

"Your opponent now is not me."

After suddenly gaining powerful power, San Luo was certainly lacking in control, but power was power. When this power was strong enough, Zhang Chunyi could only temporarily avoid the edge, and he had already tested all the information he could test.

Seeing Zhang Chunyi who was transformed into sword light and trying to escape, San Luo showed a trace of sarcasm on his face.

"You know nothing about the power of gods."

The power in his body boiled, and the Sunken Plate evolved from the Earthly Immortal Fire in his hand sprouted and shone. Each Dao inscription was lit up. San Luo was ready to use all his strength to completely bury Zhang Chunyi and not give him any chance of survival. This world has already Enveloped by her aura, the other party had nowhere to escape, but at this moment, a sense of crisis fell, forcing her to stop her actions.

The next moment, a roaring sound sounded, like the roar of thousands of thunders, and a rolling wave surged in from a very far away place. It collided with the power manifested by San Luo. In an instant, water and fire clashed, and the two waves were equally terrifying. The forces of the sky collided, and the sky cracked, half turning into blue and half turning into red.

Feeling that her control over the outer world was being divided, San Luo's face darkened, but she was still unafraid. She had actually been prepared for this. It was true that she wanted to kill Zhang Chunyi, but she had to force Longhushan to The appearance of a Yangshen monk is also true.

"Are you here? But what can you do? If you hinder the great cause of the divine religion, even the Chunyang monks will perish."

Holding the Plate of Sinking in his hand, a figure was reflected in his eyes, and the killing intent in San Luo's heart was blazing.