Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

Finally, Su Mo sighed.

He understood Wei Wufeng's thoughts, he just wanted to go to Zhengqi Villa one step earlier to obtain more information to win his favor.

Now it's really hard to get away here, I can only wish them no accidents, and they can meet that Kunlun sect disciple in time, knowing that it's autumn.

"Yan Chixia?"

The black mountain old demon is obviously very confident in his own strength. When he saw Yan Chixia coming to help, he was not surprised but happy, and roared: "You came at the right time. Back then, you were responsible for disturbing the ghost city and letting him steal the spirit root." !"

"Linggen?"

Yan Chixia finally knew what Su Mo stole back then, but she only understood such a term, but she didn't even know what it was.

But looking at the big monster in front of him who was so angry that he was almost going crazy, he must be a very precious thing.

So he sneered and said: "The spiritual root fell into the hands of you monster, it is a waste of nature! It is better to be snatched by Su Daoyou, and the treasure is home to the virtuous!"

"What a virtuous person lives here. After your soul falls into my hands, I hope you can still say this sentence!"

Today's Black Mountain old demon is close at hand, although the yellow scarf wrestler is struggling hard, but those tentacles are endless.

It has used its own origin!

Although it will leave serious hidden dangers in the future, the enemy is right in front of him, and his anger has already dazzled his reason.

Even if the power of the Yellow Turban is enough to pull mountains, the essence that the monsters in the fairyland do not hesitate to damage their own foundations and pour into it is still not something that they can break free in a short while.

A large amount of black liquid flowed out, completely covering every inch of the Yellow Turban Lishi's body.

"Friend Su Daoist."

Seeing that the golden-armored giant was restrained, Yan Chixia panicked: "Why don't we leave first? This old monster is really powerful, so there's no need to fight it to the death. Isn't Fellow Daoist Su from the immortal sect? Why don't you It must be easy for the seniors in the fairy gate to clean it up."

After all, there is no golden armored giant, there is no golden Buddha now, and the time is in the middle of the night. For him, the old black mountain demon is almost invincible.

However, Su Mo looked at those tentacles, then at the real qi floating behind him, and suddenly said, "Friend Daoist Yan, can I borrow your sword?"

"what?"

Yan Chixia was taken aback for a moment, but without hesitation, she took off the sword and handed it to Su Mo: "Just take it, but the Black Mountain old demon is no small matter. Fellow Daoists must be cautious and must not be brave!"

"I have it in my mind."

Su Mo held the huge sword, and as his aura slowly poured in, the dragon and tiger amulets on the sword lit up one after another.

There is nothing to say about this giant sword. After all, although the material is good, it is not a spiritual weapon after all.

Therefore, the dragon and tiger talisman engraved on it, apart from Yan Chixia's own true energy and magic power, can be activated as long as it is a majestic spiritual energy.

Su Mo's cultivation base is Maoshan's alchemy secret technique, which was passed down from the supernatant, so it can be activated naturally.

Yan Chixia next to her widened her eyes.

Because in his own hands, the dragon and tiger runes had never been fully activated.

That time in the haunted building, there was a chance to borrow Su Mo's power with the technique of borrowing, but unfortunately he had already given the giant sword to the little monk to save Baiyun at that time, and he used the saber himself.

At this moment, all the dragon and tiger talismans densely carved on the body of the sword lighted up, and the sound of dragon chants could be faintly heard.

The golden light shines on the night sky like the sun, and there seems to be something phantom swimming in the light.

While Su Mo was holding the huge sword and muttering softly, the real qi behind his back suddenly turned into mist and covered the sword.

The five colors add radiance to each other, just like the legendary god peacock opening its tail screen!

The blue air of water, the green air of wood, the purple air of thunder, the blood energy of evil, and the golden light emitted by the talisman itself completely melted and turned into a sword light with a length of thousands of feet!

Su Mo gripped the hilt tightly, like an ant in front of this huge lightsaber.

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However, there was a layer of purple armor with blood-red stripes on his body, and the lightning flashed on the armor, making him descend like a god.

Yan Chixia was completely stunned.

Su Mo's fighting power completely exploded at this moment, beyond his previous cognition.

If Su Mo stood on the spot and manipulated the flying sword that night before, like a sword fairy coming to the world, then at this moment, he is like a real god descending from heaven!

"Edict!"

Not only that, as Su Mo said lightly, thousands of talismans burst out in the space as golden light, and even the sword jade shattered, and the last dozen or so sword qi merged together and rushed towards the Black Mountain.

boom--

All the rays of light converged in an instant and hit the body of the Black Mountain old demon fiercely.

The whole area was shaking.

The earth cracked, mountains and rivers collapsed, and the golden light and lightning rendered the entire line of sight.

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Yan Chixia drove her sword and fled frantically towards the distance. What he cultivated was not alchemy, but miscellaneous heretics plus his own martial arts, nourished by the talisman day and night, and gradually broke away from the category of mortals.

Under the aftermath of such a battle, it was completely unbearable.

The light formed a circle of light and spread towards the periphery. Where the circle of light spread, all the trees were turned into ashes, and the ground was lifted thickly!

In the dazzling light, there was the startled and angry roar of the old Black Mountain demon.

"Fellow Daoist Su's strength... means that the old black mountain demon is a big monster crawling out of hell, otherwise how many evil spirits in the world can resist the sword just now?"

Looking at the aftermath that gradually calmed down in the distance, Yan Chixia wiped the sweat from her forehead and whispered to herself.

"I've been calling him Fellow Daoist Su all this time... Isn't it too respectful? Or, call him Senior Su in the future?"

After dozens of breaths passed, the soaring golden light finally dimmed slowly.

Yan Chixia looked intently, and finally saw the scene in the distance clearly.

Under the night sky, the originally majestic Black Mountain was now covered with cracks, and the heads of those wailing people all evaporated, and all their arms disappeared.

A large amount of black blood flowed along the cracks, converging into thick streams on the ground, which looked as if they would dissipate in the next moment.

In front of the mountain, those tentacles all condensed together and turned into two sharp claws like a scorpion's claws, tightly gripping the giant sword that was still emitting light.

The other big turtle was held tightly by the yellow turban wrestler who was out of control.

Su Mo, who was dressed in purple armor, held the hilt of his sword in both hands, his eyes were like lightning, and he roared in a low voice: "So what about the Earth Immortal!"

"As long as you dare to come, I will dare to kill!" Cai.

Chapter 487

Su Mo is working hard, or rather, he is enjoying himself!

Enjoy this hearty fighting feeling.

In the previous era, the aura had been exhausted to a certain extent, even if you searched all over the world, it would be difficult to find a monster with the cultivation level of the Black Mountain old demon.

However, the group of Yin Gods in the underworld were directly the first rank of Immortal Gods, and they were simply not something he could contend with, so this created a very embarrassing situation.

If he can fight, he can kill the opponent easily, and if he can't beat the enemy, he can kill himself easily...

And with the help of the yellow turban warrior and the huge sword engraved with dragon and tiger runes, Su Mo can barely compete with the old black mountain demon!

Of course, wanting to kill is not enough.

After refining the gas, every level of difference is a world of difference.

But his purpose is not to directly kill the old black mountain demon here, he intends to leave directly after fighting desperately.

When the time comes to Maoshan, there is no need for Master Zixiao to take action, and the three great virtues can come down and suppress it.

　　"I changed my mind..."

Heishan's voice was no longer calm and angry as before, it was more like a man with a heavy load gritted his teeth and said, "You might as well come to my ghost town, from now on, besides me, you will be the most honorable person in the ghost town people."

"You can command countless monsters, how about it."

Su Mo's talent and combat power surprised him, so he naturally didn't take his love for talent seriously.

Instead, he wanted to coax Su Mo first, as long as the other party entered his ghost city, everything would be easy to handle.

"I'm stupid, or your brain was broken."

Su Mo responded with a sneer to the old black mountain demon's invitation, "You can tell from my cultivation level that I come from a fairy family."

"Okay, the ancestor of the heavenly immortal doesn't recognize it, and how did you come up with the idea of ​​going to work under the fugitive of the underworld?"

"Then you want to die!" Originally entrusting Xu Snake, but now that Su Mo exposed it face to face, the old Black Mountain demon suddenly became furious.

The strength on the two big turtles increased a bit, and even black liquid flowed along the big turtles.

But the yellow turban wrestler is not a vase, the black and yellow qi in his body have been circulated to the extreme, even if the golden light armor on his body is shattered inch by inch, and the golden blood flows out along the cracks in the skin, he must exert his ultimate strength.

The eight arms resisted Da'ao tenaciously, making him unable to move even a little bit.

Anyway, with merit in hand, as long as it is not completely turned into dust, it can be restored in an instant.

And Su Mo filled up his whole body with merit in an instant, and the dragon and tiger talisman on the giant sword radiated bright light again!

The sky was affected by this light, half of it turned into black, and half into purple gold, as if the legendary gods and demons were fighting for it.

In a short period of time, an evenly matched situation has formed, and no one can do anything to the other.

And at this moment.

In the mountains, a huge black shadow emerged.

It's a dryad!

At this moment, the tree demon completely gave up its human form and turned into its own demon form.

The thousand-year-old tree is naturally not small in size, and the countless willow branches hang down, almost covering the sky above the head!

Those python-like roots entangled and tore through the air, attacking Su Mo.

Su Mo's eyes fluttered, and he let out a soft sigh.

ended.

Originally, it was more reluctant to fight against the Black Mountain Old Demon, and he also wanted to test his extreme combat power. Now that the thousand-year-old Dryad has joined, the balance has been broken.

He slowly retracted his strength, intending to protect the giant sword in front of his body, and then take Yan Chixia out of here temporarily, and let the elders of Maoshan come to deal with it.

As a result, something no one expected happened.

A golden light like a tide suddenly flooded out of Lanruo Temple. Inside the golden light, an old monk with a stooped figure and a skinny physique came out slowly.

Su Mo frowned.

There is a past between the old monk and the tree demon. Although it is not righteous to save its life, it is justified in human terms.

But now if he helps the Black Mountain old demon to deal with him again, he will really be an evil monk!

After all, Montenegro is a real demon from hell.

What he didn't expect was that the old monk Xu Ying clasped his hands together and saluted from a distance: "Benefactor, what happened a few days ago was because I violated the precepts, so I'm sorry for you."

"Today, the old monk will help you, which can be regarded as compensation for that day."

As he said that, he took a step forward and came to Heishan, then opened his palm and pressed down suddenly from top to bottom.

The entire Lanruo Temple was trembling.

A pure force of faith that shocked even Su Mo erupted from the ground, and was finally pulled by the old monk, turning into a golden hand with a diameter of a kilometer in mid-air!

The big hand was hovering over the Black Mountain, and then fell down.

Bang!

Earth shaking and mountain shaking are not enough to describe the power at this moment.

The moment he touched it, Hei Shan roared angrily. Even if he was slashed by Su Mo's giant sword and hit by the eight fists of the yellow scarf wrestler at the same time, he would draw out two big claws to protect the top of his head.

Finally, it firmly resisted the golden palm, but the big turtle was also covered with cracks, which would turn into pieces at any time, and the black blood poured from the wounds all over the body like a waterfall.

But Su Mo's giant sword also pierced into the mountainside, and the fist of the yellow scarf wrestler even smashed the mountain's rubble like raindrops and rolled down.

"Old monk, you are courting death!!!"

The black mountain old demon went completely mad, and he didn't care about Su Mo and the yellow scarf warrior anymore, just resisting the attack of the two men, the big Ao fell down, and clamped the monk...