Mu Xindao easily left Lu Xuanyan's house with Zhao Yanjing, and he was still the style of an immortal wind along the way, but the anger in his expression did not decrease much.

Zhao Yanjing walked behind him, but he pulled out the pistol at his waist; his pistol had been prepared long before he came; he aimed it at the old Taoist's thigh and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang!"

", boy, you're playing yin!"

To Zhao Yanjing's surprise, the old Taoist priest reacted extremely quickly; he turned his body almost instantly, followed by a cold snort; the moment the bullet hit the old Taoist priest's thigh, a ray of light lit up, and the bullet bounced out.

Zhao Yanjing was slightly surprised, and then pulled the trigger continuously, and the old Taoist priest was full of disdain, motionless, allowing the bullet to hit his body.

Not surprisingly, all of these bullets were bounced out, and that layer of shield seemed to be a fairy spell.

Zhao Yanjing was amazed, but he slowly took off the gun shuttle and reloaded the bullet, and that indifferent look made the disdainful old Taoist priest's face gradually gloomy.

"Boy, you have a lot of evil energy on your body, and it has already affected your mind, and if you don't get rid of it sooner, I'm afraid you won't be far from going mad. ”

"When the time comes, you'll become a monster who only knows how to kill, and even if you're strong, you'll eventually die. ”

"Oh, yes, I guess you can't see it, I just don't know how long your shield will last. ”

Zhao Yanjing stared at Mu Xindaoren, the corners of his mouth were full of sneers, but at this time, Mu Xindaoren's face was ugly, because the shield on his body was indeed not forever.

He had only gotten a shield from his master that would last him ten minutes, and after ten minutes, one bullet would be enough to kill him.

And Zhao Yanjing in front of him, looking at the evil aura all over his body, there are definitely not a few creatures killed; even a lot of people have been killed; he directly shot him behind him, which has completely explained the problem.

Now there are two paths in front of him, one is to surrender and pay enough price in exchange for his own life, and the other is to die.

There is no doubt that no one wants to die, and neither does he.

"Little friend, little friend, is there anything you can discuss, you see that you are so heavy with evil energy, why don't I help you expel it." ”

"No, you don't. ”

In the blink of an eye, Mu Xindao changed his look, treating Zhao Yanjing as an ancestor, which made Zhao Yanjing sneer in his heart.

For such an ambitious person, Zhao Yanjing never took it to heart, but he would not let go of the other party easily.

Seeing that what he said was useless, Mu Xindao couldn't help but look ugly; what he said was true, but Zhao Yanjing didn't believe it at all; it didn't seem to be any good to continue to stalemate in this matter.

After pondering for a while, the Mu Xin Daoist couldn't help but ask again:

"Otherwise, I have some good things on hand for you, in exchange for me to leave safely?"

"Good stuff, what good stuff?"

Hearing the good things, Zhao Yanjing couldn't help but be distracted; to be honest, what he lacks most now is good things, and these good things are naturally not ordinary antiques, but treasures such as magic weapons.

For example, the things that Mu Xin Dao had in his arms that had aura could be felt by him, and at the very least, it was also a magic weapon.

Seeing that Zhao Yanjing's heart was moved, Mu Xindao immediately lifted the gossip plate in his hand and said seriously:

"This gossip plate is a treasure used by my ancestor, and ordinary wandering spirits and wild ghosts dare not approach it at all; ”

After hearing this, Zhao Yanjing scoffed; with his current situation, not to mention what kind of wandering soul and wild ghost, even a ghost cultivator who has cultivated and attained enlightenment, I am afraid that he will have to retreat; what do you want this gossip plate to do, do you want to be handsome in your hand?

It seemed that Zhao Yanjing didn't care, and the Mu Xin Daoist didn't give up, pulled out the peach wood sword behind him, and said very solemnly:

"My peachwood sword is extraordinary, made of thousand-year-old peachwood, it can not only exorcise ghosts, but also kill zombies, even if it is a hundred-year-old zombie, it will retreat three feet when encountered, and if it is brought to the auction house, it will be at least one million. ”

"Let me tell you clearly, there are no more than five such peachwood swords in the entire Huaxia;

Being able to deal with zombies, Zhao Yanjing was even more disdainful, it seemed that he was a zombie, and he didn't see any effect of this peachwood sword.

What are you going to do with this?

"Whether you have anything good or not, I have limited patience. ”

Seeing Zhao Yanjing like this, the Mu Xin Daoist looked helpless, but soon, he thought of something, and then took out a broken stone from his arms.

"Here's to you, this is a stone I got from an ancient ruin, I don't know exactly what the effect is, but I'm sure it's a good thing. ”

After speaking. Without waiting for Zhao Yanjing to answer, he threw it directly, in his opinion, this stone was completely worthless.

Reaching out and grabbing the stone, Zhao Yanjing's eyes were full of doubts, this stone looked plain and unremarkable, if he didn't feel the existence of spirituality, he would also think that this stone had no value.

The stone is black, the size of a palm, and the corners are uneven, and it feels like a broken piece of leftovers.

But when you hold it in your hand, it's as light as nothing, and if you don't see this stone, you think it's a piece of foam.

Just when he wanted to study it carefully, he found that the stone in front of him shook and shattered in an instant, and at the same time, a strange text rushed directly into Zhao Yanjing's mind.

All this happened in an instant, so fast that Zhao Yanjing couldn't react at all, and then, Zhao Yanjing felt that his surroundings had changed into another world.

Above the endless wilderness, corpses are everywhere, and the blood is so strong that it even affects the space.

The illusion was shattered in an instant, and Zhao Yanjing returned to reality, but what surprised him at this time was that the Mu Xin Dao person in front of him disappeared without a trace.

"Damn, what's going on?"

It was obviously a momentary thing just now, how could it seem like a long time had passed, but Mu Xindao people escaped, so it was definitely not a moment and a half.

Wait, what's going on with the runes in your head?

At this time, he suddenly found that he could see the inside of his body, and there was a humanoid phantom the size of a thumb in his mind, which seemed to be the rumored cultivator Yuan Shen, and in the center of the Yuan Shen's eyebrows, there was an extremely small rune.

He hadn't been able to see inwards before, but now he could, and it was probably because of the rune, but other than that, he didn't find anything unusual.

The soul seems to be more condensed, but what's the use of it, is it possible, it helps with the cultivation of spells?

And this stone was definitely not in Mu Xindao's hands for a day or two, and he must have observed it carefully, but why, the stone was not broken, and then merged into his soul.

Could it be that there are any conditions for this, that Mu Xin Dao person, is he completely unqualified?

Shaking his head, he erased the thought from his mind, for whatever reason, the rune was now in his soul.

Ignoring anything else, Zhao Yanjing immediately entered the cultivation, and found that even if there was no blood and moonlight, he could still enter the cultivation, but this speed was not very fast.

It seems that this is related to his condensed soul, the soul power is strong, and the effect of absorbing the surrounding aura is naturally good, but at this time, the surrounding aura is too thin, so the effect is not very good.

The soul power is strong, and it is also effective for the power of spells, and the cultivation of spells; as soon as the mind moves, the soul devouring flame condenses out; its speed is indeed superior to the previous one; it can be cast almost as soon as the mind moves.

It's just that the power of the flames doesn't seem to have increased much, but the manipulation of flames in the past was a bit rusty, and the speed was slow, almost only able to manipulate the flames around the body for one meter, and it took ten seconds to circle around.

Now that the Yuan Shen has been condensed, manipulating the flames is like controlling the right arm; as soon as the mind moves, it can be manipulated at will; not only is it as fast as an arrow, but it can also circle around the body in the blink of an eye; and the attack distance has reached a distance of ten meters.

You must know that the fireball that used to send out in a straight line, that is, ten meters away, now comes in the blink of an eye, and it is still free to send and receive, and the effect of this is naturally self-evident.

The next moment, Zhao Yanjing couldn't wait to cultivate spells, if the Yuan Shen could cultivate one or two more spells after he was strong, it seemed to be the most suitable thing.

It's just that after two days of continuous cultivation, his spells still haven't made any progress, which makes him wonder if he is the rumored single fire spirit root.

Except for the fire attribute spells, none of the other spells can be cultivated, and if this is the case, then it can be explained.

And among the spells he obtained, only one of the fireball spells was fire-attributed, and the others were all gold, wood, water, and earth.

However, his body, under the tempering of the Five Elements Fist, has indeed become much stronger, although it is not as good as the copper skin and iron bones, but ordinary knives and guns don't want to hurt him.

Even if it was a pistol bullet, it was impossible to hit him hard, and only a sniper rifle could penetrate his body.

As for whether he can be severely injured, that's another matter; after all, his situation at this time is very strange, it is okay to say that he is a human, it is okay to say that he is a zombie, and some fatal injuries are still not fatal injuries for him, so it is not necessarily.

Of course, Zhao Yanjing will not be stupid enough to try it himself, after all, he is still in the growth stage, and it is not necessarily what level his current strength is.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yanjing couldn't help but think about it, Mu Xin Dao people should know about these, but they just don't know if he has any powerful masters, if so, he must know the cultivation level division.

Thinking of Mu Xindao's shield, it should be a shield talisman; with the strength of Mu Xindao's people, he may not be able to do it; most of them, there is still an extremely powerful master.