Zhou Xiao's consciousness opened his eyes.

He found himself standing in the middle of a pure and vast ocean, with no direction and no end in sight.

The ocean under your feet is the embodiment of spiritual power.

Above this ocean of spiritual power, there are three things.

A red sword, a gray dumpling, and an extra one just now.

It was quite complicated, and there were no regular incantations.

Zhou Xiao's fingertips lightly touched the edge of the spell.

In the next second, all kinds of strange spells kept popping up in his mind.

For example, cursing others will die in this life, such a nonsensical way of dying when the left foot stumbles and the right foot falls to death when climbing the steps.

Of course, most of this curse is only useful for those who are weaker than him.

For immortal cultivators of the same level, or even higher.

There is a curse, the most useful.

"Black Lotus Death Curse."

Su Xiyan's most commonly used curse is also the fastest and most efficient for killing people.

It only needs to be released, and countless black lotus petals will fall from the sky.

The petals can freely control whether they carry various other curses to confuse the enemy.

This trick doesn't need to consume one's own spiritual power. For Su Xiyan, as long as she communicates with the world, she can use it at will.

But it would be different if Zhou Xiaolai used it.

Don't look at how thick his sea of ​​spiritual power is.

But if you really want to spend freely in the outside world like Su Xiyan, it's still too far away.

Unless it's staying in Zaike Pavilion.

But having said that, why does he need to use this trick while staying in Zaike Pavilion?

If it is divided according to the realm of this world.

His current strength is probably in the half-spiritual realm of refining gods.

He is quite a strong man.

Most of the mainstays of the sect are also in this state.

Don't think it's very weak, it's only been a short time since Zhou Xiao obtained the eternal aura.

If even some female-only sects knew about his cultivation speed, they might make a decision against their ancestors and accept him as a closed disciple.

"Yin art, sword art, and incantation, maybe I will be an all-round immortal cultivator in the future, haha."

Zhou Xiao thought so.

back to reality.

Open your eyes.

Lift your fingers slightly.

A black lotus flower slowly appeared.

72 petals, 72 curses.

This is the limit that Zhou Xiao can display Su Xiyan's ability at present.

He smiled slightly, propped his cheeks with his hands, and quietly looked at the girl lying on his lap.

After reading for a while, I planned to pass the time with a random anecdote of ancient books on the counter.

There was a sudden jingle outside the door.

"Ex, senior...help!"

Zhou Xiao put down the book and raised his hand to stop the woman who rushed into the shop.

"stop."

The woman stopped, panting, with wounds all over her body.

Drenched with blood, his footsteps were flimsy, and he looked as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

Luo Li, who was sleeping soundly, frowned, was awakened by the sound, and said to Zhou Xiao impatiently: "My lord, it's so noisy..."

Zhou Xiao felt a little helpless, and planned to enjoy a quiet time for a while.

But was interrupted by others.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't open the store.

"Hey, go back to sleep, it looks like a guest is here."

"Ugh...that's disgusting."

Luo Li couldn't be bothered to leave by herself, so she simply summoned a Yin God, and sent her to her room through a teleportation array from where she was.

Speaking of which, Luo Li's Yin spirit always gave Zhou Xiao a feeling.

They seem to be able to do anything.

After the girl left, Zhou Xiao had time to look at the woman who was still standing there, with a lot of blood already accumulated on the ground.

He frowned, feeling that the other party looked a little familiar.

"Who are you here?"

The woman froze for a moment, and quickly put a tall man with an even more miserable appearance on the ground from her back, and then said in a trembling voice:

"Senior, I, we are from Tinglong Holy Land, he is my senior brother Zhang Xu, and I am his junior sister, please, save us!"

Zhang Xu?

It was only when the name appeared that Zhou Xiao remembered it.

It was the guy who was going to take Xu Mengyao to Tinglong Holy Land.

Looking at the miserable appearance, only a faint resemblance can be seen.

"How did you do it?"

Zhou Xiao asked calmly, took some gold sore medicine from the counter behind him and threw it to the woman.

"Give it to him, it may not be useful, but it's free."

"No, not senior, I want to beg you, please save us, it's not like this, it's..."

The woman's voice remained silent.

The wind chime rang again behind him.

"Jingle Bell!"

This time the sound was rather rough.

Because the actions of people who pushed the door and entered were quite rough.

It was a thick-backed man with a black and hard beard, carrying a nine-ring knife, and a man with strange lines painted on his body.

He ignored Zhou Xiao's gaze, aimed at Zhang Xu and chopped it down.

Seeing that Zhang Xu was about to be completely killed, Zhou Xiao made a move.

A black lotus petal appeared on top of the strong man's head.

The petals fell, just right on top of the opponent's head.

Afterwards, only screams were heard.

Zhou Xiao didn't want to kill people on his own territory yet.

Even if it is a bad person, it has to be thrown out.

Otherwise, it will be too dirty to clean up.

The electric current spread all over the big man's body, and he pulled it out endlessly. It took a while to react, and his eyes were full of fear and fear when he looked at Zhou Xiao.

"My guest, if there is something you want in the store, you can choose it carefully. It's not a good thing to dance with knives and guns."

Zhou Xiao said in a calm voice, the threat was ready to come out.

"Who are you! How dare you stop my Chang'an royal family from doing things!?"

Chang'an royal family?

Another faction that sounds quite familiar.

He remembered.

Wasn't one of the previous guests a prince from the Chang'an royal family?Seems pretty rich.

To meet such a person here.

However, this guy doesn't look like a prince, but more like an executioner.

"Where you come from has nothing to do with me. Now you can either go out by yourself or be thrown out by me. You can choose by yourself."

Zhou Xiao doesn't like this kind of guy who looks down on other people for no reason.

What's more, this guy obviously doesn't have any spirit stones to fish for.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be dressed in such tatters, and even the magic weapon used was of ordinary quality.

"Bastard! You want to stop the people in Chang'an City from doing things! Even if you are a cultivator, the Chang'an royal family is not something you can insult!"

"You have a really loud voice."

Zhou Xiao was impatient.

A powerful force instantly threw the bearded man into the air and hit the ground heavily.

Without that person, the world suddenly became much quieter.

"Tell me carefully, what is going on? How did you make it like this?"

With a sad face, the woman hurriedly began to explain.

"Senior, my senior brother and I were ordered by the Holy Master to search for something near here, but unexpectedly, we were chased and killed by the Chang'an royal family on the way."

"I wanted to notify the Holy Land, but those despicable members of the royal family got a black hammer magic weapon from there, and they hammered my senior brother Linghai to pieces in one fell swoop, and were chased all the way here. your help."

Section 78#First Volume: Chapter [-] He knows the hammer very well

After listening to the woman's words, Zhou Xiao was silent for a moment, and asked with a slightly weird expression.

"...that hammer, is it black?"

"Ah? Senior, how do you know? The Seventh Prince of Chang'an Imperial City used a black hammer to beat senior brother to the ground."

Ha ha...

Zhou Xiao turned his head away, he wanted to laugh, but he shouldn't.

Why does he know?

Because that black sledgehammer named [Black Light Hammer] was bought from him.

After sorting out his emotions, Zhou Xiao coughed lightly, and looked at Zhang Xu who was lying on the ground, breathing in less and exhaling more. If he didn't go for treatment, he probably wouldn't live long.

"It's okay to help you, but..."

"Senior! As long as you can help me and senior brother, Tinglong Holy Land will be very grateful!"

Zhou Xiao waved his hand with a look of disgust.

"I don't need to say such things, I don't need your gratitude, do you know where this is?"

"Of course it's Senior's Zaike Pavilion?"

The woman was slightly taken aback, but did not understand the meaning of Zhou Xiao's words.

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