"Whew!"

Zhang Wuregret has no time to take care of others at this time, there are dozens of ghosts and ghosts around him at the same time, although they all look very sluggish, but the blade in his hand is not fake, slashing on Zhang Wuregret's body, not only can cut Zhang Wuregret's skin, but even leave black marks on the wound.

"Tsk, that's a problem. Zhang Wuregret's left hand should be knocked on the head of a rushing ghost, although the ghost thing was shattered by Zhang Wuregret's blow, but it was re-condensed not far away, and the ghost thing that Zhang Wuregret's right hand Qingmei smashed was the same, Zhang Wuregret kept chopping and smashing, but the ghosts didn't know what the pain was, they just continued to condense and continue to rush towards Zhang Wuregret.

"Corpse soul poison, hair!" The Tomb Mountain Saint also snorted coldly, crossed his hands with the Soul Flag, and suddenly Zhang Wuregret felt that his body suddenly weighed a thousand pounds, and he also bent his knees unconsciously.

"Interesting, aren't you really a martial artist?" The Tomb Mountain Saint also watched Zhang Wuregret get up and fight the Yin Soul again, and also frowned fiercely, "A normal monk has been poisoned by my unique corpse, even if he doesn't die, he has lost his ability to resist at this time and has become a lamb to be slaughtered, but you don't seem to have much reaction." ”

"Do you think I don't seem to be reacting?" Zhang Wuregret also took a sip, his childhood sweetheart in his hand, Yi Haoran, was indeed helpless against ghosts, and there was no choice but to pat Haoran and release the star jade plate left by his father.

"What?!" After all, the star jade plate is the nemesis of a hundred ghosts, from the moment it came out, it shone brightly, and all the ghosts that were close to Zhang Wuregret wailed and moved away, and some of the ghosts that had not had time to withdraw were instantly annihilated, and only the weapons in their hands fell to the ground.

"You are from the Heavenly Sword Mansion?!!" The Tomb Mountain Saint was also shocked and angry, this kid was so deep that he hadn't used a trace of True Qi until now, the Purple Light True Qi of the Taoist Heavenly Sword Mansion was still easy to identify, if this kid used the Purple Light True Qi from the beginning, he would definitely not choose to come out, but run away as soon as possible!!

"Tsk, my mind is hot, and I forgot about it. Zhang Wuregret also stretched out his hand to put away the star jade plate that was still blooming, "I said that I would try this ghost cultivation realm cultivation first, it would be better than when I went to catch the ghost things of the Yuanying Realm, my eyes were black, and the good practice was so wasted, it really shouldn't be." ”

"You... Seeing Zhang Wuregret put away the star jade plate, the tomb mountain saint also hesitated, seeing that this kid had been forced into a desperate situation, as long as he did it himself, this kid's treasure would be his!!

"It's okay, let's continue. Zhang Wuregret also looked at the black wound on his body, and shook his head helplessly.

"Boy, you are looking for death!" Looking at Zhang Wuregret's face, the tomb mountain saint also roared, he really didn't believe that this kid in front of him with such a strong murderous aura could be a Taoist person, and the star jade plate that restrained the hundred ghosts was definitely stolen by this kid!

The Yuanying Realm monk moved his true character, and Zhang Wuregret didn't see the trace of the tomb mountain saint for a moment, and by the time he realized that something was wrong, the tomb mountain saint had already rushed to Zhang Wuregret's back, and slapped Zhang Wuregret's back, not only knocking Zhang Wuregret's whole person out, but also leaving a black palm print on his back

"Corpse soul poison, hair!" The Tomb Mountain Saint also snorted coldly, his corpse poison palm was condensed by his corpse qi, and the power was only higher than those black wounds and could not be lower than those corpse poisons, he didn't believe that this time, the arrogant kid in front of him was still alive.

"Tsk, Yuanying Realm monk, it's really not so easy to mess with. Zhang Wuregret got up from a distance and scratched his back with his hand, "This palm, I feel that one of my ribs has been broken by you." ”

"You... Why are you okay?!" The Tomb Mountain Saint was also shocked, he was confident that this palm would definitely kill the kid in front of him, but the fact was that he seemed to be unharmed.

"I forgot to tell you, I have the mark of the dragon clan behind me, and I am still a fire dragon, do you think your yin qi can compete with the dragon clan?" Zhang Wuregret also said indifferently: "I can only say that you are unlucky, just now, it is indeed quite dangerous." ”

"Bang!" Zhang Wuregret was still talking to himself, his head was hit by a dementor flag, and the whole person turned over again, but the dementor flag did not intend to let go of Zhang Wuregret, countless yin spirits surged out of the dementor flag, directly surrounding Zhang Wuregret.

"Corpse barrier!" the Tomb Mountain Saint also held another dementor flag in his hand, stuck it on the ground at his feet, and said coldly.

"This corpse barrier, even if it is a Yuanying Realm cultivator, will be turned into blood and water within a moment or three!" the Tomb Mountain Saint thought fiercely in his heart, but he was also afraid that he would not be safe, so he still wiped his wrist and poured blood on the Dementor Flag, "Tiger Head General, listen to my orders!"

As he said this, a huge mass of corpse qi also slowly rose up, gathered behind the saint of the tomb mountain, and slowly turned into a huge human form two feet high, holding a huge one-backed knife, glaring angrily.

"This yin qi is still corpse qi, anyway, compared to Minghua's, it's too far behind. Seeing Zhang Wuregret muttering out of the black mist formed by the unjust soul, the Tomb Mountain Saint's eyes also widened, how could it be possible, this kid was unharmed except for removing the mask that had been attached to his face, his own corpse barrier and corpse soul poison actually didn't kill him!

"Oh, by the way, are you ghost cultivators the same as ghosts, they are all good at using exercises such as yin qi and corpse qi. Zhang Wuregret also shuddered, but he still had a smile on his face, "I forgot to tell you, corpse qi and ghost qi are ineffective for me!"

As Zhang Wuregret finished speaking, his body also suddenly burst out with blood-colored light, and the whole person instantly turned into a bloody person, all the yin qi was directly forced out by Zhang Wuregret's blood explosion, and the whole person was like Shura descending into the world, with every step, a large amount of yin qi evaporated from his body.

"Boy, you are really an evil cultivator!" Seeing Zhang Wuregret's whole person turn into a bloody person, the Tomb Mountain Saint finally stopped tempting and said loudly: "Since you are also an evil cultivator, you will definitely die today!"

As he spoke, the huge ghost figure also moved, the one-backed knife in his hand was not an ornament, it was extremely fast, and a series of explosions and thunders were sent out in the air, and within a radius of two miles, all the ground and dead wood were shattered and flew into the sky.

"Sneer... The long knife with unparalleled momentum was easily stopped by Zhang Wuregret, and there was no violent collision sound as imagined, but the single-backed knife formed by the yin qi after touching Zhang Wuregret's blood-colored body, it melted in an instant like ice and snow meeting the sun, without hurting Zhang Wuregret at all.

"Bang bang 、、、" Zhang Wuregret, who used the blood explosion, was finally able to keep up with the rhythm of the Yuan Infant Realm monks, and constantly engaged with the Tomb Mountain Saint who was holding two dementor flags as weapons, and Qingmei and Xiangyi, who turned blood-colored with Zhang Wuregret, also let out a tragic wail in the dementor flag when they collided with the dementor flag.

"Who are you kid?Why can your blood restrain ghosts?!" The Tomb Mountain Saint was also shocked and angry, the 100,000 souls in these two Dementor Flags, but he spent three hundred years, in addition to the people he killed, there were also a large number of people he got from the battlefield and cemetery from all over the world, which can be said to be his life's work, but every time he collided with Zhang Wuregret's weapon, it would make dozens of Yin Souls in the Dementor Banner evaporate and shatter, how could this make him not feel distressed?

"Bang bang!" Zhang Wuregret only forged the peak of the golden body, and fought with the Yuanying Monk for a short time, with the help of the improvement brought by the blood explosion, he could barely do it, but with the dozens of battles between the two of them in one breath, Zhang Wuregret finally had a flaw, and was hit in the head by the tomb mountain saint, hit the center with a blow, and flew out upside down again.

"Ahem, ahem. Zhang Wuregret took a few deep breaths, suppressed the irritability in his heart, and the blood on his body slowly receded, revealing his pale face, "My little aunt, if you don't care about me anymore, we won't be able to drink plum wine." ”

"I thought you could win that, but it turned out to be anticlimactic. Xiaoyu also floated down slowly from the sky and sat on Zhang Wuregret's shoulder.