The funny thing is that these little minions don't know that Zhu Ziming has reached the fifth level of strength, what they think in their hearts is that in the battle of Lingyun City, Zhu Ziming relied on wit to win - using the Ding Zhong as a weapon, he instantly increased the power of Long Xiao's merits several times, and killed many masters, but it was impossible for him to escape with a Ding Zhong of several hundred catties on his back, right?

At the beginning, Zhu Ziming was beaten and almost died, and the little minions shouted in their hearts, and chased after him fearlessly, but they didn't know that if they kept following closely, they would only have their lives in danger

"Hiss" An extremely terrifying voice suddenly appeared, and a cloud of black gas suddenly shrouded the bodies of these little minions, the speed was so fast that it made them stop in an instant, trembling and frightened, it was the breath of the evil sect, so terrifying!

Some of the triple minions were all scared and peed their pants at this time, how could the master of the evil sect appear here, is it also for the bounty? They knelt on the ground in fear and said, "A good man spares his life, a good man spares his life." ”

There was an eerie laugh from the black mist: "I'm not a good man," the black qi became even thicker, and a suction force gushed out, quickly sucking the true qi in their bodies, they wanted to resist, but they felt that their bodies couldn't move.

With a few bangs, more than a dozen corpses fell to the ground one after another, and the skin of their whole bodies became like black charcoal, and they bled to death from the seven orifices, turning into dried corpses, which seemed to be a martial art such as sucking gong**.

When Zhu Ziming saw such a cruel picture, his heart jumped twice, such a vicious martial arts can actually absorb people's internal strength!

"Hehe, I haven't sucked so comfortably for a long time," a man in a black cloak gradually walked out of the black mist, the man had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and he looked good, but his cold white face looked a little gloomy.

This person is a person from the evil sect, Zhu Ziming frowned slightly and said, "Dare to ask Brother Taishi if he is an enemy or a friend?" ”

The man in the black cloak grinned, "What do you say? His eyes immediately saw the Feng Ling Sword he was carrying behind him, and said with a smile: "You can carry such a heavy sword, but your steps are like flying, Zhu Ziming, it seems that your internal strength has improved quite quickly." ”

"You are a member of the Soul Sect!" Zhu Ziming asked, the only person who can know Feng Ling Sword and know himself is the master of the Evil Soul Sect.

The black-cloaked man sneered: "I'll tell you who I am, so that you can also die to understand, I am the chief disciple of the Soul Sect Master - Soul Xiaofeng, known as the blood son in the rivers and lakes." ”

Blood Child! Zhu Ziming was stunned, he had already heard of this blood boy, the blood boy was a closed disciple of the sect master of the Soul Sect, don't look at his early twenties, he went from a mediocre person to the sixth level in one year, shocking the entire rivers and lakes.

In the reunion with his mother-in-law in purple, Zhu Ziming once heard his mother-in-law say that he was already a freak of cultivation, and the disciple of the Soul Sect was even more of a freak among freaks, and he had reached the sixth level in one year, and he was a rookie of the evil sect that the entire righteous path was afraid of.

Now it seems that the blood boy can make such rapid progress, all thanks to this weird power absorption, Zhu Ziming laughed and said: "It turned out to be the blood boy, who has admired the name for a long time, but just wanted to kill me with one person, you think too highly of yourself." ”

The mocking smile made the blood boy suddenly a little angry: "Laugh? I'm going to make you cry right away! ”

With a whoosh, the blood boy moved, and the speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye came to three meters in front of Zhu Ziming, and he roared: "Deadly ghost hand!" ”

The pale hands suddenly turned into ghostly cold ghost claws, and grabbed at Zhu Ziming, and the ghost claws contained eerie black true qi, which was very terrifying.

"Tiger Fist!" Zhu Ziming roared, and instantly punched away, and the tiger fist was wrapped in golden true qi, and it collided with the black ghost claw at once

With a bang, the fists and claws collided, and the incomparably huge internal strength made people be shocked back a few steps at the same time, and the blood boy said incredulously: "This is impossible, you are only five levels of strength, how can you take my ghost hand." ”

The blood prince immediately looked at the fist surrounded by the golden qi, and that golden true qi gave him a feeling of discomfort and disgust, and he said in astonishment: "Haoran true qi, when did you refine it." ”

Zhu Ziming smiled: "You don't need to know this." ”

"Look for death!" The blood boy rushed over angrily, still using the life-killing ghost hand he was most familiar with, and Zhu Ziminghao did not fall behind, using a slightly small Haoran true qi, with the domineering tiger fist of the upper moves, and the Bo Zhong he fought.

Flashing the ghost claw of the blood boy, Zhu Ziming immediately swung his fist away, and the kung fu of the ghost hand, his footsteps were very sensitive, he took a step back slightly, and the ghost claw immediately came towards him.

It is worthy of being the rising star of the Soul Sect, Zhu Ziming shouted, and a punch immediately greeted him, boom, and it was a thunderous vibration, the collision of Haoran True Qi and Black True Qi, the air was torn and exploded, and he was shocked.

The two of them took a few steps back at the same time, and the blood boy said with a dark face: "Zhu Ziming, among the same masters, you are the first one who can be inseparable from the fight, but you still have to lose in my hands." ”

"Suck the power**!" The fingers of the blood boy's hands were unpredictable, and a cloud of black mist instantly emanated from the tips of his fingers and swooped towards Zhu Ziming.

A suction force firmly locked Zhu Ziming on the pillar, and the strong devouring aura made him feel dull and breathless, so it was not an evil martial art.

"After all, my martial arts are still higher than yours, and you have only learned the surface of Buddhism, but you have not learned the most advanced exercises, how can you be my opponent?" The blood boy laughed and said: "The internal strength of the five-fold master is enough for me to nourish for a while, haha"

"Who said that I don't know the advanced exercises of Buddhism," Zhu Ziming's black eyes revealed two golden lights, and his eyes were completely different.

After the blood boy was stunned for a moment, he suddenly felt a more terrifying aura appear, only to see Zhu Ziming clasp his hands together, and a powerful Haoran True Qi suddenly burst out, enveloping him.

Could it be that the blood boy's hands trembled slightly.

Haoran world, righteousness lasts forever! Zhu Ziming sang: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south! ”

The golden Haoran True Qi exploded instantly, and the folded hands immediately appeared with a large Buddhist Ten Thousand Character Law Seal, and with a bang, they rushed towards the evil place.

"Lao Tzu is fighting with you," the blood boy was unwilling to fail, and used the supreme black qi to strengthen the power of power absorption.

When the swassh-character magic seal and the black fog collided violently, it was a battle between good and evil, and with a bang, the black fog wrapped the swassh-character magic seal. And the 10,000-character magic seal quickly spun up, with the righteousness of the vast heaven and earth, not afraid of any evil demons!

Bang! There was another violent sound, and I saw that the sound of 10,000 characters shook the black fog away, and the magic seal gradually lost its light and gradually disappeared, and the two of them took a few steps backwards at the same time, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

"Good boy, count yourself lucky today," the blood boy wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face was hideous, and he immediately took off into the air and disappeared into the woods.

Zhu Ziming was also injured internally, and after spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, he muttered: "Fortunately, my mother-in-law had the foresight and taught me the Buddhist mantra, otherwise I would really die here today."