The other party made a move, and he actually killed two early foundation building monks in one fell swoop!

"Soul Drum? You're a demonic monk! "The Sect Master of the Dark Cloud Sect was furious.

It's hard to imagine that the person who shot it was actually a demon monk.

In his opinion, demonic magic weapons such as the Soul Sound Drum are only used by demonic monks, and the monks of the Five Great Immortal Sects all boast of being righteous, and no one will use them at all.

The soul sound is ghostly, and the rest of the foundation building monks are still trapped in the power of the soul sound drum, confused and at a loss, unaware of the danger of the outside world.

Zhou Zheng eliminated the two of them, and then shot towards the nearest target.

The little red sword was full of light, revealing a sharp edge that made people's hearts palpitate.

"You dare!"

Seeing this, the black foot raised his eyebrows and roared.

This roar contained mana, as if a circle of tangible sound waves were spreading, and the cave was buzzing. The mana on his body surged, and a gray knife flew out of his cuff, carrying the momentum of a meteor, and slashed towards Zhou Zheng's body.

He wants to stop the other party and continue to kill the monks under his command.

At the same time, I also hope that this roar can wake up the people who have fallen into the confusion of the soul sound drum.

"Ridiculous."

Zhou Zheng sneered, a look of banter flashed in his eyes, and the small red sword was cut in front of him, bursting out with flames and rushing forward. The soul sound drum in his hand trembled again, and layers of black ripples visible to the naked eye rushed forward, and the ghostly soul sound became clearer, accompanied by the feeling of yin wind whistling.

With this change of move, he will resist the attack of the black foot and not fall behind.

Immediately, a low roar like a demon beast sounded, Zhou Zheng's body rose sharply, his breath was fierce and domineering, and he launched the demon golden body.

The momentum that skyrocketed in an instant made the black foot a little dumbfounded.

“...... How so, what kind of magic is this! ”

Obviously, Zhou Zheng's strength skyrocketed in an instant, scaring the Dark Cloud Sect Master.

His attack was intercepted by the opponent's red sword and soul sound attack, and when the power exploded, he only fought evenly, and he was already surprised by the opponent's means. Looking at the other party's cultivation from the early stage of foundation building to the late stage of foundation building in a moment, there is an unbelievable sense of absurdity.

The exercises that directly improved the two small realms had never been seen since he set foot in the immortal cultivation realm, and he had only heard some of them in various rumors.

In my heart, a bad premonition began to rise.

After the transformation was completed, Zhou Zheng did not delay for a moment, the soul sound drum had been withdrawn by him, and he grabbed the red magic sword that had become larger due to mana infusion, and swept forward directly under the scan of indifferent and fierce eyes.

As the sword passed, several more heads flew up, and the expressions of confusion, confusion, pain, and anger still remained on his face, but they were all frozen forever.

Several more foundation-building monks died by the sword.

The sword that slashed out was still powerful, but it locked onto the black plant, which was several times stronger than before, and the fiery red and blazing aura fluctuated, as if even the air could burn, reflecting the entire cave like a furnace.

The black foot was already like a great enemy, and as soon as the defense aura on his body was revealed, the gray knife-shaped magic weapon quickly grew larger, surrounded by the powerful aura power like sand and gravel, and collided with the attacking sword.

Boom!

The whole cave, because of this fight, could not bear it, and the shaking continued, and the clattering gravel and earth fell from the top, as if it were raining.

It's going to collapse.

The rest of the monks who fell under the influence of the soul sound were freed, but they didn't want to fall into another danger.

"The cave is going to collapse, get out of here!" The black foot exclaimed again and again, reminding everyone.

He took out a talisman himself, pasted it on his body, and instantly had a white light shield that was much more condensed than the defensive aura on his body, and he opened the way forward with a knife-shaped magic weapon, wanting to rush out.

The rest of the foundation building monks, after their faces were stunned, also reacted, and they all showed their defensive methods, and all kinds of spiritual lights flashed one after another, all following the pace of the black feet.

Even if they were foundation building monks, it would not be easy to directly resist such a mountain collapse, not to mention that there were other dangers nearby.

It's just that they want to leave, but Zhou Zheng doesn't agree.

His body, which was more than a foot high, had already been blocked at the entrance of the cave, and the red magic sword in his hand contained an amazing aura, and he swung several swords in front of him, blocking the castration of the black foot and others who were about to rush out, and even slashing the sword around the cave wall, cutting down countless stones to cover the entrance of the cave, and once again erupting with a deafening collapse loud sound.

The Qi Refining Stage cultivator guarding outside the cave had already been killed by him casually, blood splattered the ground, corpses were scattered all over the ground, and the scene was very bloody.

A blood shadow appeared, but it was Zhou Zheng who even released the blood slave, blocking the top of the cave entrance, and watched coldly.

He himself, a few feet away from the entrance of the cave, held the soul sound drum in one hand and the red magic sword in the other, staring at him.

After more than ten breaths, the location of the cave that collapsed like a ruin, suddenly erupted with several loud sounds, and then several magic weapons with flickering spiritual light blasted open a gap, and figures swept out of it one after another, mixed with an extremely angry word.

"Devil, Wu will never die with you!"

"Naive."

Zhou Zheng said indifferently, and there was a bang under his feet, and a pit several feet in size appeared, and the whole person jumped up, and the demon's golden body was terrifying, and it was impossible to force it.

As soon as the soul sound drum sounded, the magic sword slashed out, pointing directly at the figure that came out of trouble.

Not to be left behind, the blood slave activated the fusion blood demon phantom, and without hesitation, a rain of blood gushed out, all of which were transformed by the power of the blood demon, and shrouded the past.

The two sides attacked, and the two sides attacked together, and several foundation building monks rushed out, including the Dark Cloud Sect Sect Master Wu Zhi, although they were on guard, they were also frightened by the ensuing attacks, and without saying a word, they reacted as quickly as possible to block them.

Snort!

Anger and screams rang out at the same time, and within a few breaths, a figure fell down in disarray, covered in blood, with broken bones and tendons.

"It can corrode the spiritual light and magic weapons of defense, this demon's means are so powerful!"

Except for the three monks in the late stage of foundation building, the rest of the monks in the early and middle stages of foundation building were all injured by the rain and mist formed by the power of blood demons, and they were confused by the soul sound and invaded by the sword.

The blood slave's body swept away, and the blood demon phantom had already let out a cruel smile, opening his mouth to devour the severely injured monks.

When the three late-stage foundation building monks, including Wu Nao, saw it, the look of anger on their faces faded, and they had already turned into deep fear.

Their condition at the moment is not much better. He was also injured on his body, and most of his mana was consumed, and the situation was not optimistic.

Suddenly, Zhou Zheng's tall figure rising into the sky was already rapidly approaching them, and the violent and ferocious momentum on his body roared towards them.

Regretted by this momentum, the three of them turned pale, and then gritted their teeth, with a desperate determination in their eyes.

The soul sound was faint and long, causing the eyes of the three of them to flash with a blank look, a painful look on their faces, and the will to resist desperately was confused by the soul sound, and the mana fluctuations surging on their bodies stagnated.

The scorching fiery sword slashed through the defensive light shield, and then slashed through the necks of the three people, and the heads separated.