The tornado moved into the forest, shaking the ground.

The big trees snapped, the branches, leaves, shrubs, flowers and plants all turned into powder, and they continued to fly into the sky and float with the wind, covering the clouds and the moon.

After half a cup of tea, the sound completely disappeared.

It was only a few seconds of silence, and a strange song rang out, mixed with shouts of excitement.

"A wave in a wave, I can row without a slurry, I can sail without direction. Because in my life, I rely on the waves, and the waves are all waves...... Little sister, I'm back again......"

A gray shadow shot like an arrow from a string, shooting towards the mountain.

Chunhua couldn't help but purse her lips and snicker, and Liu Ruofei was pleasantly surprised.

Man is the primate of all things, at the top of the food chain, but his body is not strong. If it weren't for the development of civilization and the ability to practice spells, he would be killed by demon beasts in minutes.

Some alternatives, such as those with extraordinary talents, who have awakened the bloodline of the demon clan, can fight and kill beasts naked. Further, the strength of physical cultivation and zombies is all in the body, and even close combat with monsters. In particular, zombies have a strong yin aura and can infect and weaken each other.

Don't look at Fang Cai, the green-haired zombie who is driven by Bai impermanence, it is the relationship between the slave and the master. If Bai Wuchang doesn't use spells and fights hard, I'm afraid he won't be able to block the zombie's punch.

The young man was very much like a very strong physique, but he was unable to fluctuate. If it's a demon beast that has been transformed, it doesn't have demonic energy. Moreover, he was in a drunken state, and his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

Can the body of a layman be so powerful?

Never seen before.

Contrary to the surprise of the two girls, Tong Jin was worried and sighed heavily.

The peak of martial arts is close to melee, and even the immortal master has to retreat. The young man was not afraid of corpses, and wiped out the green-haired zombies that were far beyond the pinnacle of martial arts with his bare hands.

Thorns and other powers, who is the enemy? It can be called an invincible opponent within three feet.

But even though he destroyed the zombies, Bai Wuchang couldn't pass the level, and Liu Guo and his party had a hard life after all.

The reason why the young man has been able to live until now is nothing more than the unfathomable impermanent saint in front of him, who wants to make use of the souls of several people. And look it up to see if you are exposed.

The ghost has repaired the place, and there will definitely be no living mouth. so as not to leak the traces and trigger the pursuit of the righteous people.

Unless the young man is really an immortal, he sacrifices a powerful magic weapon, casts a wonderful spell, and destroys the other party with a snap of his fingers, otherwise it will be difficult to escape.

If he has a magic weapon and understands magic, why should he follow the example of the reckless man in the market to fight for his fists and feet, and fight for strength? Who has ever seen an immortal walk down the altar, take off his robes, and fight bare-chested?

Close melee combat is the only way for young people to win, but unfortunately it was exposed when he killed the zombies just now. If you don't sneak attack, it's really likely to work.

The gray shadow shot out, and the voice shouted excitedly.

"Grandma is a bear, this product has rough skin and thick meat, and it takes a lot of effort for Lao Tzu to be beaten...... Come to think of it, I was still fighting monsters and upgrading just now...... By the way, first fight the skeleton monsters, then fight the zombie monsters, and there is an impermanent monster on the top of the mountain...... Yay, hit it a slam. The beautiful little sister rescued is a gift package that comes with the system! ”

The young man screamed and rushed to a distance of ten feet from the top of the mountain. Leap high and hit in the air.

Bai Wuchang's grinning face did not change at all, and he took a step forward, simple, direct and rude. The mourning stick broke through the mountain like thunder and hit the chest hard.

This is the wisest choice and does not cost mana.

Seeing that the young man easily destroyed the green-haired zombie, anyone would have a chill, and it was impossible for him to get close.

Bang......

With a loud bang, the young man threw himself into the forest like a bird, quickly turned into a small black dot, and fell back to the foot of the mountain.

This time, he really endured a huge force. Unlike before, when he grabbed the trunk of the tree and rotated and dissolved, his heart, liver and lungs may have been shattered into mud.

Yes......

Liu Ruofei let out an exclamation.

Tong......

There was a muffled sound, and the foot of the mountain was dusty a hundred feet away.

The young man turned into a pounding copper pea, and was hit hard and flew from the top of the mountain, which had no effect on him at all.

After jumping out of the pit, he took a few heavy breaths. The body shook, shaking off the mud and grass clippings like a dog's hair. Rushing forward again, his mouth chattering to himself.

"When there is a pawn, little impermanence...... You can't beat Lao Tzu...... Grandpa is here again......"

The legendary King Kong is not bad, but that's it.

Tong Jin and Chunhua's eyes widened.

Seeing this situation, Liu Ruofei couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, like a pearl falling on a jade plate in the quiet night.

Bai Wuchang was not in a hurry, and swung another stick.

The youth flew, fell again, and continued to rush upward.

That stick doesn't work.

One more stick.

The youth flew again, fell again, rushed up again.

That stick still didn't work.

The three of Liu Guo vaguely saw hope.

After four sticks, Bai Wuchang's strength was obviously weakened.

The distance that the young man flew out became shorter and shorter, from 100 zhang to 70 zhang.

The situation gradually tilted, but the three of them also saw it. Bai Wuchang is just testing the opponent's hole cards, and has never been a killer.

The young man took advantage of this to almost refine his body, as if a reddish iron ingot had been beaten repeatedly, and it was about to be refined into steel.

Hehe, he's very good at this abacus. Where to find a master blacksmith who is so powerful and generous that he is willing to work hard?

The speed of the youth is getting faster and faster, and the movements are becoming more and more fluid. Each step is like a certain subtle rhythm and rhyme, light and ethereal, containing infinite power.

When he jumped up for the fifth time and was about to fall, Bai Wuchang finally went to black without an alley, and changed his tricks.

With a wave of the mourning stick, a black mist sprayed into the air, and the cold wind was biting in an instant.

This is the sinister aura, the nemesis of the monks.

In the way of cultivation, even though there are many methods, they are all inseparable from quenching the body.

Heaven and earth gather and live beings.

Ordinary monks absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, and if they are lucky, they can find spiritual veins or cave heaven blessed land to absorb spiritual energy, refine it into their own body true qi, and take off their physical mortal life in the process of refining.

And the yin and evil qi is to the yin to the filthy, once it invades, not only the body is damaged, but the spirit is overwhelmed, and the true qi that has been cultivated so hard is like clear water dripping into ink, and it is difficult to be pure. The corresponding ten percent of the mana can only be exerted by one or two.

Monks in the world, why do you have to kill when you see a ghost cultivator? Surely they kill living beings and devour souls. On the other hand, because Yin Qi and Reiki are fundamentally opposed, the two sides are natural enemies.

The young man shivered in the air and staggered when he landed.

But that's about it.

The sinister aura, which the monks were afraid to avoid, did not have much effect on him. A fine layer of goosebumps and a faint blue color appeared on the skin, which quickly faded after a few breaths. He roared again and jumped up to grab the mourning stick.

Tong Jin admired it so much.

To snatch a saint's magic weapon with his bare hands is simply to send meat to the chopping board and stick his head into the guillotine, this thing really dares to do it!