Zhang Haisheng's cultivation of refining the flesh body is only the eighth grade of the human rank, and the grade of cultivating the divine soul is only barely regarded as six of the nine varieties of the human rank, and the pure mist he has to deal with, just from the fact that he visualizes the hideousness and fierceness of the mountain ghost with his mental power, he is at least a monk of the fourth rank of the human rank.

In addition, there are more than a dozen people guarding each other in the same door, according to common sense, Zhang Huansheng wants to kill him, it is undoubtedly a daydream and wishful thinking.

But what is said here is according to common sense, but Zhang Huansheng's strength cannot be judged according to common sense, it is a special case within a special case, and it is different from the other.

Whether it was the two supreme methods of his cultivation, the nearly ten kinds of innate supernatural powers he had attained, or the special opportunity of using the power of chaos, the earth and water aura to quench his body and cultivate his gods, it was enough to make him incarnate into a monster-like existence among low-grade cultivators of the human rank.

At this time, with the help of the supernatural power of exhaling into the clouds, it was hidden in the clouds and fell from the sky, and this 'monster' hid at the edge of the clouds, carefully sensing the movements of the opponent hundreds of feet away, operating the true element in the body, and slowly moving his feet.

The clouds and mist he spit out were so dense that even his best eyesight could not see half a foot away, but Zhang Huansheng himself could use his supernatural sense to detect the every move of all living beings wrapped in clouds.

And the clouds and mist are full of water vapor, Zhang Huansheng can rely on the water magic power at any time to hinder and detain the enemies in the clouds, making them as uncomfortable as if they are in the ocean, and at the same time, he himself can be like a fish in water in the clouds and mist, becoming more rapid and agile than usual.

In this way, with the help of the clouds, Zhang Huansheng went around in a circle, and quietly and slowly came behind Chun Li, within three zhang.

He was eager to make a move, but his mind suddenly moved, his feet were on the ground a little, he rose against the wind, and retreated sharply.

As soon as he left the place, a dazzling sword light lit up in front of Zhang Huansheng's eyes, and he almost swept the tip of his nose and slashed down, causing the clouds and mist to roll for a while.

Immediately after that, a loud shout sounded, "Junior brothers, junior sisters, listen carefully."

This mist is something to blame, the wind does not disperse, the water cannot be extinguished, and the talismans and spells can only temporarily restore a little clarity, and the clouds and mist will gather again in just a moment.

We take the new junior brothers and sisters to try, and we can't run far at all, so we can't attack, we can't hide, we can only stick to one way.

I have already crushed the transmission note, as long as there are elders within a radius of a hundred miles, they will immediately come to the rescue..."

The person who spoke was one of the five disciples of the younger generation of Qingxiao Mountain, the host of the new disciple of Yinhai County of Xuguo for a thousand miles.

Seeing that the enemy's methods were unpredictable, he didn't even hesitate at all, so he ignored the faces and comments of his five major disciples, admitted that his strength was insufficient, and asked for help from the elders of his master's sect.

However, asking for help does not mean sitting still, after shouting and asking the same door to stick to it, Chunji himself held the bronze ancient weapon with the two seals engraved with 'Yushu' on his sword, and with a little inspiration in his heart, he kept moving his footsteps and slowly forced towards Zhang Huansheng.

Finding that the pure machine seemed to be able to intuitively perceive his own position, Zhang Huansheng couldn't help but sigh at the size of the world, and strange people were endless.

Judging from the power of the sword swing just now, this Taoist cultivator who was in the clouds and mist with his heart and pressed towards him step by step was likely to have entered the first rank of the human level, and the Qingxiao Mountain master who would respond to his request for help and come to help was probably at least a ground-level monk, and he couldn't help frowning.

If this situation drags on, the situation will only get worse and worse, and at this moment, Zhang Huansheng's most stable way is to use the clouds and fog as an obstacle and flee away.

But the unwillingness in his heart always did not disappear, hesitated, gritted his teeth, his hands formed a magic seal, and his mouth silently recited, "Abra hehe..." spell, the halogen on the top of his head flashed, and his spirit rushed out, turning into a black dragon and a white elephant, and rushed towards the pure machine.

Zhang Huansheng's dragon elephant primordial god has begun to take on the wonder of incarnation outside the body, and the hidden non-great supernatural power is invisible, just like the real dragon and elephant, shaking his head and tail to break through the clouds, the black dragon spews out a wind blade, and the white elephant proboscis flung violently, blocking the blade of the pure machine.

If you look at the level alone, the mighty dragon and the wisdom treasure elephant are the only two incarnations of the Buddha Shakya Dazun in the Buddha, unless it is the resurrection of Pangu and the reincarnation of Nuwa, it is the Taoist Taoist ancestor and the god of heaven, and I dare not say that I am the enemy and the victory.

And Chunji is just a human being with the ultimate cultivation talent, and no matter how extreme he is, he is just a human being.

But the dragon and the elephant are the incarnation of Zhang Huansheng's primordial spirit, and in the final analysis, they are still a part of his body, mind, and spirit, and they are naturally restricted by their cultivation.

Therefore, with only one face, as a human pure machine, he almost cut the powerful black dragon and white elephant in two, and after being slightly stunned, Yang Tian often smiled and rose up with a sword, "I thought it was such a difficult guy to come to find trouble in my Qingxiao Mountain, but I didn't expect it to be a silver-like wax gun head..."

He teased, his mind was scattered, his spiritual sense was lost, and he didn't even notice that a figure was a few feet away, as if swimming in the mist, and it flashed quickly, and in just two or three breaths, it had quietly sneaked behind Chun Li.

The pure light was unaware of being approached, and was listening to the chanting of the pure machine, and said happily: "Listening to the words of the senior brother of the pure machine, it seems that the enemy has been defeated..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his back heart, opened his mouth but found that he couldn't make a sound, only blood continued to overflow, and he suddenly turned around, and saw a pair of cold eyes staring at him in the thick fog.

In a trance, a bald, one-eyed, one-horned, naked mountain ghost suddenly jumped out of those eyes, and rushed into the sea of consciousness along the pure haze's eyes, entangled his spirit, and continued to roar silently.

"Isn't this the 'life and death mandrill' I visualized when I practiced the Lishan Muhe Technique, how could it be the opposite, instead..."

Out of everyone's survival instinct, even though his mind was already extremely confused, Pure Haze still raised his hand to parry the deadly giant, but he didn't expect that the four clouds and mist stirred when the fist broke through the air actually outlined a huge elephant-foot phantom, as if it was actually slammed into his body, shattering his entire upper body.

As soon as the body was destroyed, the pure hazard spirit suddenly became weak, and instantly lost the strength to resist, and was swallowed alive by the mountain ghost in his stomach with a wail.