At this time, let's put aside this battle, but first mention this Zhao Xiaozhong.

Since he was brought to the male body that day, he was accepted as a disciple by the male family, and studied strange tricks day and night. Although this son is talented and stupid, he is the most important chess piece of the male game, and he can only be patiently taught through gritted teeth.

But Zhao Xiaozhong's progress was slow, and he had to learn a simple trick for a long time, and he almost lost half his life to the already weak man.

Just when the man was about to give up, he suddenly found that this son had some talent for tricks such as filthy soil, which was also a lot of comfort, after all, if this son was stronger, it would add a few more opportunities to his scheme.

Although the man wasted almost half a year on Zhao Xiaozhong, fortunately, this son's comprehension of the Filthy Earth Spell was beyond his imagination, and it was naturally impossible to call him a genius, but compared to the previous dullness, it was not bad.

In the end, the time came, and the man sent Zhao Xiaozhong according to the previous plan...

That day, after Zhao Xiaozhong killed Wu Fan with a few palms, he handed over the small Wuxing Ding to the man, although the latter was not satisfied, but it was much better than not getting anything, no matter how bad this son was, but he was finally his only disciple, although the man was usually a lot stricter, but he still passed the demon world exercise "Demon Book" to Zhao Xiaozhong, so that he could comprehend it on his own.

Zhao Xiaozhong unloaded the mountain behind him, and got the magic codex, it seemed to be smooth sailing, and he was about to reach the peak of his life, but then there was a long-term nightmare, every time he closed his eyes, he saw Wu Fan standing in front of him with bloody eyes and empty eyes, so that he couldn't sleep all night, and the two eyes were black and iron-eating beasts.

After he got the magic book from his master, he thought that with his current strength, he would definitely live as long as heaven and earth, and he could shine with the sun and the moon, but this magic book needed to be cultivated with death qi, and it had nothing to do with the art of filthy earth.

Although he killed a lot of people in order to achieve himself, because he was cautious, he killed some of the weak, weak, sick and disabled people who were powerless, and the death qi they gained was very small, so they naturally couldn't comprehend the subtleties.

If there is a man here, he may be able to give him some guidance, but unfortunately he was very excited to get the magic book that day, and it was not until he went out that he remembered that he had not consulted the details of his cultivation. When he turned around and went back, he happened to bump into the head of the Wutu Cave, and the black wheel blade and black shadow flashed and took off the black head, and it was too late to consult anything.

Zhao Xiaozhong was so frightened at that time that his soul was scattered, and he also mentioned that he would be a teacher for one day and a father for life, he knew what this "cranial adult" Lu Chun had, and he didn't even dare to take revenge.

Although the magic book was already in his hand, with his insignificant death, he couldn't even touch the entrance spell, and his heart was also uneasy.

Originally, he had a black name to rely on, arrogant and domineering all the way, and he didn't have to worry about his own safety if he couldn't fight, and his progress was naturally fast, but since he was alone again, he has returned to the original state of being a soldier, although his ability is not weak, but he has no self-confidence, and he only dares to go to the trouble of ordinary people.

On this day, he came to a small village, and found that most of the people in this village met his own conditions, and if he killed them all, his own strength would definitely go further! But because he did not have a high understanding of the transformation of death qi, if he could not kill them at the same time, he was afraid that he would waste a lot of opportunities, so he pretended to be weak and stayed.

The people in this village were very kind enough to take him in, and he took advantage of the night to go door to door to absorb their vitality with the technique of filthy soil, wanting to wait until they were going to die, and dispose of everyone in one go, but he didn't expect that Yuan Chu and Huo Fu caught his traces at a critical moment!

At this time, Zhao Xiaozhong had already been deceived by evil intentions in his heart, and he didn't care what kind of sect he wanted, so he directly solved the two and fled from here...

Zhao Xiaozhong was afraid of being chased by others, and ran around hungry for several days, but when he fell to the ground due to physical exhaustion, he saw a familiar figure with his face covered standing in front of him.

He was agitated, then frightened, and was about to flee when the man held up something and shook it in front of his eyes, asking him if he needed help.

When Zhao Xiaozhong saw such a thing, he hurriedly reached into his arms, but found that the magic book had been lost in the rush just now, and now it appeared in this person's hands!

Although the magic book is Zhao Xiaozhong's only reliance now, he is even more worried that the person in front of him will attack him, and he will continue to flee after struggling, but there is a calm voice in his ears: "Zhao Xiaozhong, although Wufan is dead in the body, there is still a breath left. If he comes back from the dead, he will inevitably seek revenge on you! If you turn back, there may still be a chance, but if you flee now, I am afraid that you will have to flee for the rest of your life. ”

Hearing this, this person didn't seem to want to do anything to himself because of this matter, Zhao Xiaozhong also hesitated a little, and asked uncertainly: "Senior really doesn't want to kill me?"

The man smiled, threw the magic book back in front of Zhao Xiaozhong, and said with a faint smile: "If I want to kill you, why do I have to talk to you, is it difficult that I still need your consent?"

Zhao Xiaozhong also grinned when he heard this, and then lost consciousness as soon as his eyes were dark, when he woke up, he found a tombstone standing in front of him, and subconsciously opened his mouth to call for his master, and his voice was backward before he remembered that his master had already fallen to the ground, and he was also a little lost, and then he took it to his chest, and found that the magic book was still in his arms, and he was also relieved that it was just a dream.

But as soon as he turned his head, he saw a familiar figure behind him, and saw that he was holding something very familiar to him, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The man heard the movement behind him, so he put it back, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and turned around.

Seeing Zhao Xiaozhong's stunned face, as if he was facing a great enemy, this man smiled and shook his head before removing his mask. Zhao Xiaozhong was shocked when he saw this person's face clearly, and was just about to kneel on the ground to call this person, but he was helped up by the palm wind between this person's palms, and told him with a serious face that he only needed to call himself the same master when he was outside in the future.

When Zhao Xiaozhong heard this, he hurriedly bowed down and agreed, and saw that this person took the magic book in his hand and flipped through it at will, and then split a lot of wooden stakes on the spot, and nailed them to the ground with a wave of his hand.

As these wooden stakes were nailed down, I saw a burst of incomparably rich yin qi surging from the ground, which made Zhao Xiaozhong's chest tighten, and he was a little out of breath.

Seeing Zhao Xiaozhong's appearance, this person also shook his head and smiled bitterly, and pulled out these wooden stakes casually, and the rich black gas slowly dissipated. Then he motioned to Zhao Xiaozhong to repeat what he had just done.

Although Zhao Xiaozhong couldn't comprehend the spells in the magic book, he also roughly remembered the records in it, and he didn't expect this person to make such a strong momentum of the enchantment in it with a random move, and he was also admired.

But he didn't have the ability to wave his hands in formation, he could only nail the stakes to the ground one by one, and as the last stake was nailed into the ground crookedly, a faint black gas emerged from the ground, but it was a world of difference compared to the man's methods.

The yin qi that the person used to use the enchantment to draw out was surging, and the surrounding scenery became extremely withered in an instant, and Zhao Xiaozhong used the yin qi in the enchantment to dissipate before it could condense, and his face was also flushed, and he was ashamed of himself.

The man didn't care at all, but instructed Zhao Xiaozhong to carve a spell on the tombstone according to the spell in the magic book. Although Zhao Xiaozhong's painting was very ugly, it also played a lot of roles, but I saw that the black qi of the Dao Dao actually condensed, covering the surroundings in a gloomy black fog.

The man nodded with satisfaction and then told him that this yin qi could cover his whereabouts, as long as he hid in the enchantment, there would naturally be demon beasts attracted to the door, and as long as they used the art of filthy earth to consume their vitality, they could refine the death qi to improve their skills, and then they could naturally master the spells in the magic book.

Then Zhao Xiaozhong saw that this person had pasted a paper figure casually, and made slight changes according to the records in the magic book. Then a drop of blood was imprinted on the paper man's head, and the paper man let out a strange laugh from his mouth, and then his body twisted and disappeared into the black mist.

After preparing to stop, the man told himself that the master still had important things to do, and if he encountered any trouble, he only needed to call himself, and then his body disappeared into the black fog in a flash.

Zhao Xiaozhong originally wanted to ask something, but seeing that this person was in a hurry, he hurriedly hid in the enchantment of the tombstone, and then just as the master said, many demon beasts came to the door one after another.

At first, he was still frightened and didn't dare to make a move, but when he saw that once these demon beasts broke into this black fog, they didn't make any movement as if they had lost their minds, as if they were willing to die, and they were also bold, turning the endless stream of dead gas into their own. It seems to have become an assembly line for the transformation of dead air, allowing him to grow up carefree...

On this day, another demon beast broke into this place, he had just used the earth spirit bead to perform the art of filthy earth, and when he was about to absorb the dead qi, he suddenly felt an unusual aura coming, and he broke his enchantment in an instant, and he panicked in an instant.

As a stake was knocked away by the comer, the barrier he was in became unstable, and finally shattered and disintegrated, exposing him to the outside.

You have to know how difficult your enchantment is arranged, although it can't reach the point where it is now, but it is much stronger than at the beginning, but I didn't expect it to be broken inexplicably by someone who came, and it was also scared that the six gods had no master.

He finally made up his mind to jump out of the barrier and prepare to fight to the death, but when he saw that there was no one in front of him, it was a bit of a waste of expression. The courage that was forcibly strengthened came and went quickly, and the bear-hearted leopard gall that was finally lifted was digested at the time, and he could only turn around and prepare to slip away...

Just as he turned around, he caught a glimpse of a figure in the distance coming quickly, and he was also shocked, but there was no way to avoid it all around, and where was there a hiding place?