"Ho ho ......" Chu Zhongyuan's back suddenly hurt, he suddenly lowered his head, and found that a palm like a chicken claw appeared in his heart.

"Poof. The palm pulled out, and at the same time grabbed his heart alive.

Chu Zhongyuan looked back with great effort and found that it was an old man in a purple robe. The old man was emaciated, and he had a beating heart in his hands.

"Young man, the next time you fight someone, remember to pay attention to your back. The old man smiled, and then squeezed hard, and the beating heart exploded directly, and blood flowed down his palm.

This old man looked no more than fifty years old, while Chu Zhongyuan was already more than a hundred years old. The old man spoke like this, giving people a very funny feeling. But in fact, Zhang Zongyan was born in the late Southern Song Dynasty, although he spent most of the time sleeping, but he was indeed more than 100 years older than Chu Zhongyuan.

"You...... You are despicable......" Chu Zhongyuan's eyes were full of disbelief, he never thought that there would be two strong men here whose strength was not inferior to him, and they were both so shameless, one of them was in front of him to attract his attention, and the other was responsible for sneak attacks.

"Poof. Chu Zhongyuan's whole body fell directly to the ground, the breath on his body became weak, and a blood spurted out of his heart like a fountain.

"This person's cultivation is even stupid, everyone is struggling under the avenue, pursuing detachment, how can there be anything despicable and not despicable. He didn't even see through this, and he didn't know what kind of way he cultivated. Looking at Chu Zhongyuan's corpse, Zhang Zongyan couldn't help but shake his head. The closer you get to the avenue, the more you can understand the cruelty of this world. In the face of the ruthless avenue, any courtesy, righteousness and shame are fake, and only letting yourself live is a real thing.

"Pong. Fang Hong flicked his fingers, and a little spark flew out and landed on Chu Zhongyuan's body, instantly turning into a strange blue flame. Chu Zhongyuan's body was not scorched black in the flames, but gradually melted, like a golden stone.

"However, then again, this person's cultivation should be the method of pure cultivation, looking at this person's appearance, there is only one step away, and he can unite his essence and spirit, incarnate a pure baby, and achieve the karma of heavenly immortals. Zhang Zongyan looked at Chu Zhongyuan's corpse and smacked his lips and said. In the Pure Truth, the Celestial Infant is equivalent to the realm of the Yang God.

"Didn't you say that there is no suitable cave heaven blessed land in this world, which is not suitable for the existence of immortal cultivators?, why can this person cultivate to the realm of Jindan?" This person's strength is only one step away from condensing the Purple Mansion and giving birth to a pure baby, according to Zhang Zongyan's words, this Quanzhen Taoist's method of cultivating immortals does not have a corresponding blessed land, and it should be unsuccessful in cultivation.

"This ...... I don't know about that. Zhang Zongyan was choked up, and the expression on his face was also a little sneering, he didn't know much about the Quanzhen cultivation method, maybe after so many years, people also created exercises that can be practiced without a blessed land.

"Give me his soul, I'll try to torture it. Fang Hong shook his head slightly, then reached out and grabbed Chu Zhongyuan's corpse.

However, his grasp was empty, and the other party's body was empty, and there was no soul.

"Boy, I forgot to tell you, after these immortal cultivators enter the foundation building, their souls will merge with their bodies, and they will only be separated again after cultivating into pure babies. When you kill him, his soul dissipates with it. Zhang Zongyan stood aside and said with some schadenfreude.

"You're just going to let it go. Fang Hong's palms trembled, and he glanced at Zhang Zongyan a little angrily.

"But you're not completely without gain, this body of his, he has been cultivating for a hundred years, and every trace of flesh and blood is extremely replenished, as long as you eat him, you can also increase a lot of blood qi no matter what. Zhang Zongyan pointed to Chu Zhongyuan's corpse and said, after being burned by fire for so long, Chu Zhongyuan's clothes only turned into ashes, but his body became more and more crystal clear, like a glass jade.

"No, you have to eat yourself. Although Fang Hong has been cultivating for a long time, he still can't do this if he is allowed to eat human flesh. Besides, his main focus now should be on how to break through the manifestation, not how to increase the strength of the physical body.

"In that case, then I'm not welcome. Then I bother you to help me refine this corpse into the shape of a pill, and I can swallow it. Zhang Zongyan will not be polite to Fang Hong, in his eyes, Chu Zhongyuan's corpse is a perfect tonic pill, and eating it can replenish a large amount of essence. He has been asleep for so many years, and he has stayed up between life and death for so long, and he has long seen a lot of things.

"I'll take it to the side and eat it later. Fang Hong waved his hand, the flames suddenly increased a lot, Chu Zhongyuan's body melted at an extremely fast speed, and then under the control of an invisible force, it turned into a round lump.

"What is this?" After melting Chu Zhongyuan's body, a silver-white projectile rolled out of the flesh, dripping and spinning, and exuding a sharp aura. Just now, Fang Hong saw that the other party had used this thing, it seemed to be some kind of magic weapon.

"This time it's earned, it turned out to be a sword pill, I didn't expect this old boy to have such a treasure. Zhang Zongyan stretched out his hand and grabbed the sword pill in his hand. Kenmaru couldn't stop shaking, as if he wanted to break free. But Zhang Zongyan's strength is so huge, and his five fingers are like chains, firmly trapping the sword pill in his hand.

"Sword Pill, what is this?" Fang Hong was a little curious, he had rarely seen this appearance from Zhang Zongyan's body, but what could move him must be a top baby.

Zhang Zongyan's fingers gently stroked the sword pill, and his mouth sighed, "This thing is a treasure, but it is of no use to you and me, this is an attacking weapon used by the True Immortal Cultivator, after practice, it can condense a brilliant sword light and kill people thousands of miles away." ”

"Isn't that similar to the Flying Sword Technique?" Fang Hong looked at this sword pill and felt that it was somewhat similar to the Flying Sword Technique he had practiced. The flying sword is connected to the human mind, and as long as the connection is close, it can also kill people in the air.

"It's pretty much the same, but the flying sword technique is not as convenient as this sword pill. Flying swordsmanship can only kill people at most a few miles, and this sword pill, if you really practice it well, it is not a dream to kill people for thousands of miles. Zhang Zongyan looked at the sword pill and said with a sigh.

Because this sword pill needs to be refined by collecting various rare metals, it is extremely difficult to make one. However, once practiced, it can easily turn into sword light, formless and substantial, and it is more convenient to control than the flying sword that really exists in the Yang World.