The moment the sword was in hand, Lu Zhi flipped his wrist, and a sword swept through the monster's eyes, bringing out a slip of jet-black blood.

Snort..

The splattered blood sprinkled on the ground, and suddenly the ground corroded, and even Yan Chixia's Xuanyuan Divine Sword seemed to be stained with a layer of black rust, and the blade of the sword was covered with dust.

Lu Zhi even felt a strange qi machine rolling up along the sword in his hand, trying to erode his palm.

He frowned, and tried to inject the true yuan into the sword body, but it was completely useless, and the monster didn't know what kind of demon magic he used to transform his body, and his ability was incomparably weird, and even Lu Zhi felt a headache without knowing its principle.

In desperation, he had no choice but to throw the Xuanyuan Divine Sword in his hand far behind him with his backhand, and inserted it diagonally into a strange big bluestone dozens of zhang away, and once again met the enemy empty-handed.

Fortunately, although this monster has a strange ability, its fighting ability is not profound, and between the shots, there is no rule at all, just relying on a strange supernatural ability to face the enemy, how can it be as good as Lu Zhi's experience and ability.

Bang bang..

Between dodging and moving, Lu Zhi once again saw the opportunity, and raised his hand to bombard the monster's chest with three palms in a row, using the method of destroying the heart palm, combined with the method of Yangguan Three Stacks, to continuously gather three strengths, penetrating directly into its internal organs.

However, this move did not have any effect on the monster, after all, he was no longer a living person, and even his heart was gouged out, and the move of shaking his internal organs really did not have much effect on him.

'Can only be done with absolute strength and blood to inflict effective damage on it?' Lu Zhi thought to himself.

He and Yan Chixia had already fought a vicious battle with this monster in the tomb before, and the only time this monster showed an obvious reaction to pain was when Lu Zhi and Lu Zhi bombarded him with the strength of progress.

That crashing punch not only blew up the strange face on his chest, but he himself did show a look of pain and roared in pain.

The other attacks of the two fell on him, but they hardly affected him, and even when Yan Chixia pierced his left shoulder with a sword before, he didn't show any obvious reaction.

One leaned back to avoid the several black rays of light from the monster's counterattack, and Lu Zhi took advantage of the situation to support the ground with his hand, and a Kuixing kick kicked it back up and flew back into the ruins of the collapsed mausoleum.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the rubble and bricks were thrown into the air, burying them again under the rubble.

Lu Zhi glanced at the smoke-filled ruins, raised his hand and rolled up the wide sleeves into the cuffs, tightened the Taoist robe on his body, and the momentum on his body suddenly changed.

Since entering the Tao, he hasn't done a good job for many years, but today he can try that monster to see if his kung fu has fallen over the years.

"Roar!" With a roar, the monster once again emerged from the crumbling smoke and dust that flew in the sky, roared up to the sky, kicked the ground with both feet, and slammed towards Lu Zhi like a speeding locomotive.

Lu Zhi's face was as usual, and he didn't care, but he slowly took half a step forward, leaned slightly sideways, and closed his fist in his abdomen.

In the next moment, the crazy and fierce figure had already rushed to the front, and Lu Zhi also stepped forward in an instant, and a progress move was blasted out!

Rumble!

A loud explosion like a thunderous explosion exploded, bursting out with a terrifying sound of air explosion, the air was blasted, and the white aura visible to the naked eye collapsed, and the terrifying impact force was like a hurricane transiting, instantly tearing apart and destroying the surrounding land!

The earth cracked and shattered, and pieces of explosions flew up, and then instantly shattered into a sky of debris and dust, turning into a torrent and rushing out!

The aftermath alone almost destroyed the surrounding environment, and the monster was the first to bear the brunt, being hit hard by Lu Zhi's first move, and suddenly flew back at a faster speed than when he rushed in!

Boom boom...

The power of one blow stretched for nearly 20 zhang, and the entire imperial tomb was shattered into a 'canyon' several zhang wide, and the earth along the way seemed to be ploughed open by a heavenly plow, shattering and bursting out countless fragments of bricks and stones!

Lu Zhi's path of cultivation is the path of dual cultivation of life, although he has not practiced many body refining secret arts, but his body can be overwhelmed by brute force alone, but he is really not a weak and delicate person.

After dozens of breaths, the thunderous sound finally dissipated, and the smoke and dust in the sky slowly dissipated.

The monster's entire body was deeply embedded in the rock wall, its right arm was broken, its white bone spurs pierced through its flesh, and its chest was sunken.

After being hit so hard, even this strange monster had no strength to get up.

Although he was still yelling at Lu Zhi with a hideous face, the skeletal muscles of his whole body had almost been shattered by Lu Zhi's punch, and even the roar in his mouth became extremely low.

Now he is already an extravagant hope to even get up, so let alone resist.

I saw that it grew its mouth, and a low vibration sound came out, and with the last of its strength, a black light was sprayed and shot towards Lu Zhi, but Lu Zhi just walked towards it with his own steps, and easily staggered its trajectory.

Burst!

He struggled to turn his head, and a golden sword light that was like a substance pierced his eyebrows, nailing his head to the ground.

Call!

A cluster of bright red fire fell on it, instantly igniting it, and the monster suddenly struggled and roared again, and black viscous blood kept oozing from outside its body, trying to extinguish the fire on its body.

But this cluster of flames is the essence of the heavenly fire sealed in the Xuanhuo Jian, how can it be extinguished by such an evil method as him.

The monster's roar became sharp and piercing again, and the twisted body gradually became transparent in the firelight, slowly turning into nothingness like a mist of water and smoke.

At the same time, in this imperial mausoleum, there were suddenly bursts of turbulent storms, and the heavens and the earth were trembling and cracking!

Dark and deep cracks burst out from the sky, as if something invisible had been shattered.

Click.. Collapse!

The ghost realm covering this area completely collapsed, and the blazing sunlight that seemed to be isolated from a world above the sky and never fell finally shone straight down, and the dense fog of yin qi shrouded in the mountains suddenly faded and dissipated as quickly as ice and snow melted.

On the other side, Qing Ning Zhenren and the others, who were guarding in front of the imperial tomb, also suddenly looked up at the sky, and the dazzling sunlight shone down instantly, and they couldn't help but close their eyes and bow their heads.

A Yin soldier with a spear in his hand stabbed at Qingning Zhenren with a long spear with an expressionless face, but before he could get close to Qingning Zhenren, a burning sensation that penetrated deep into his soul struck from above his head.

In the sunlight, the Yin soldier turned into a pile of black ash as he charged, leaving only a few pieces of broken armor and the rotten and rusty spear in place.

However, in just a few breaths, the countless Yin soldiers disappeared.

The ghost general, who was suspected to be the marshal of the army, looked up blankly at the scorching sun that emitted a thousand rays of light in the sky, his eyes were suddenly burned into a puff of green smoke and drifted away, and the terrifying ghost qi on his body also turned into wisps of black smoke, rising from his body.

After standing still for a few breaths, he turned the horse's head again, aimed in the direction of the imperial tomb, and whispered something in a foreign language with that dry voice, ignoring Qingning Zhenren and the others, and rode towards the imperial tomb.

Now that the ghost domain has been broken, he knows very well what it represents.

His king is no more...

Obviously, they paid such a huge price, lost the world, wiped out the whole race, and even their king did not hesitate to inflict a lot of cruel torture on themselves, so that they finally exchanged the curse for this powerful power, in exchange for the opportunity to return to the world again...

But why, is this the result? Why?!!

The ghost general who rode his horse and galloped, sang a lament in the language of the alien race, and dissipated and annihilated under the scorching sun...