Even the attack that cost the life of the Ziyang Dao person in exchange for a blow that could be called the Tribulation Period could not completely kill the opponent, but it was conceivable that the strength of the opponent's physical body, the Gilded Dao Man had never thought about how he could treat the other party with the strength of the mid-stage Jindan that he was now about to reach the weak stage.

Moreover, even if you kill the other party, you may face those old monsters that are not born. According to the codex left by the predecessor of the Dacheng Dynasty, any member of the Zombie God Clan is an existence that can kill immortals and punish gods, and these Jindan stage monks are not even small shrimps in the eyes of the other party, and they are not even qualified to dodge at all.

Although he didn't understand why there was a weak clansman like Li Zhiqiu in the Zombie God Clan, the Gilded Daoist was convinced of that senior's codex, and he and Ziyang relied on the legacy of that senior to go all the way from the little monk of the Qi Refining Stage to the Jindan Stage, how could they doubt that senior's words.

In order not to waste the opportunity that his friend had given him his life, the Gilded Daoist had to find a hidden place to settle down before the period of weakness caused by the use of the Blood Sacrifice Method arrived.

Otherwise, your life will be in danger.

As for revenge

"Town."

The Jindan monk wearing a golden robe raised his right hand and pressed down fiercely, and the golden seal that was transformed into a mountain with a majestic momentum, and Mount Tai pressed down like a top.

At the same time, an incomparably huge golden ring stayed above the golden seal, faintly emitting invisible restraining power, making Li Zhiqiu below unable to move.

The other four magic weapons also invariably emitted their own law powers, attacking the injured Li Zhiqiu.

At this time, none of the remaining six Jindan Stage cultivators were saddened by the death of the Ziyang Daoist. There was no suspicion because of the departure of the gilded Taoist. He was even secretly glad that there were two fewer competitors.

They. They have all been carried away by the joy of being about to get a heavy treasure.

I have to say that wealth is charming, and treasure is charming.

This is true of mortals, and monks are no exception.

"Poof."

At the moment when the golden seal enveloped him, Li Zhiqiu, who was extremely injured, couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of golden blood, which landed on the Kyushu Ding that appeared in front of him, slowly penetrating into it.

"Aang..."

Stimulated by the golden blood, Jiaotu and Jianyu let out a silent roar. Re-transformed into a miniature golden dragon with a hint of blood red in its eyes.

Without Li Zhiqiu's control, the Kyushu Ding, under the control of the mini dragon, slowly rose and stayed about two meters above Li Zhiqiu.

"Buzz ......"

The figure stopped in mid-air, and the Kyushu Ding slowly rotated, forming a golden light curtain to envelop Li Zhiqiu below, and then emitted a golden light to greet the golden seal above.

The artifact has a spirit and protects its own master.

This is where the true value of the artifact lies, an ordinary magic weapon. Even if a machine spirit is born, it is basically transformed by a monk's spiritual sense. The limitations are significant. And the spirit of the artifact is born of heaven and earth, and it is completely another kind of life with independent consciousness.

As time passed, the golden seal became bigger and bigger, and the power on it became more and more majestic, and the speed became faster and faster.

However, after the reappearance of Kyushu Ding, the speed of the golden seal pressing down suddenly decreased, although the downward pressure trend was still very obvious, the power was invisibly weakened by six or seven percent, and the pressure on Li Zhiqiu suddenly decreased.

Only the restraining power emitted by the golden ring made Li Zhiqiu lie on the ground and unable to move at all, and could only watch as Jiuzhou Ding spontaneously fought with a few magic weapons.

As a client, his life is at stake, but he himself is powerless.

This feeling is really aggrieved.

However, the blow of the Ziyang Daoist was so strong that Li Zhiqiu still felt that his bones were shattered, and the boundless pain continued to stimulate his nerves.

Li Zhiqiu would even wonder if it weren't for his zombie physique, would he have turned into a pile of scraps.

And without that divine power slowly flowing in his body, repairing his injured body at an invisible speed, Li Zhiqiu, who couldn't detect his heartbeat, would feel that he was dead.

It's just that for Li Zhiqiu, who has already died once, this feeling is not too much of a blow, only the unyielding fighting spirit supports him to keep mobilizing the divine power in his body, in order to recover his free body as soon as possible.

Zombies, immortal, immortal.

Rao is Ziyang Daoist sent out an earth-shattering blow, but he still couldn't annihilate Li Zhiqiu's divine soul, which was limited by the laws of heaven and earth.

"When."

Without the support of Li Zhiqiu's divine power, coupled with the containment of the rest of the magic weapons, the spontaneous protector of Kyushu Ding still couldn't stop the downward pressure of the golden seal.

With a resounding crash that resounded through the sky, the golden seal pressed heavily on the Kyushu Ding.

"Aang."

The mini dragon from the mouth of Kyushu Dingding let out a loud dragon groan, blocking the downward trend of the golden seal two meters above Li Zhiqiu, the blood red in his eyes disappeared quickly, and the golden blood on Kyushu Dingding's body also quietly disappeared.

The energy brought by Li Zhiqiu's blood was exhausted, and the power of the Kyushu Ding who spontaneously protected the Lord was greatly reduced, after all, it was still an incomplete body, and the strength that could be exerted was limited.

Faintly visible, the gold on the mini dragon's body became a little dim.

It didn't last long, and after the rest of the magic weapons aimed the offensive at the Kyushu Ding, the gold on the mini dragon quickly darkened under the continuous attack of several magic weapons.

"Uhhhhhh

In the end, Jiuzhou Ding still couldn't withstand the joint attack of the six magic weapons, and the mini dragon glanced at the owner on the ground nostalgically, and turned into a streamer of light and sank into Li Zhiqiu's body with a sad roar.

"Is that all, I'm not reconciled......"

Regarding the failure of Kyushu Ding, Li Zhiqiu did not have any grief and indignation in his heart, only full of emotion.

Seeing the golden seal getting closer and closer above, a trace of unwillingness flashed in Li Zhiqiu's eyes, but he couldn't move, he could only watch the golden seal press down.

Now, Li Zhiqiu closed his eyes helplessly.

"Boy, just give up?"

A ridiculous word sounded in Li Zhiqiu's ears, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a handsome young man in a purple costume appear beside him.

There is no pattern on the costume, just standing there casually makes people feel a sense of luxury, which is an innate nobility.

With the appearance of the handsome young man, the six magic weapons that had originally swooped down were strangely stuck in the air, and the huge golden seal did not move at all on the top of the young man's head.

At this moment, the image of the handsome young man looked extremely tall in Li Zhiqiu's eyes, as if a figure of the other party held up the whole world.

This guy is too handsome, too

It's too TM will pretend to be.

Even Li Zhiqiu, who didn't have much requirements for his appearance, couldn't help but feel ashamed of himself when he saw the other party's appearance and demeanor.

The new year is coming, and the Yangtze River wishes you a happy new year, overthrowing the goddess in the new year, and making great achievements!! (To be continued......)