If an ordinary monk was so seriously injured, it is estimated that he would have lost his combat effectiveness a long time ago, but the Netherworld True Man has always been able to persevere, which shows that the ghost cultivator is still very different from the ordinary monk.

If an ordinary monk's body is injured, taking some healing medicine, it will take a few days at most to recover, and no matter how serious the external injury is, it will not take a month. And the corpse golem's injuries are extremely troublesome to heal, otherwise the Nether True Man would not have allowed the previous wounds to remain on his body.

I don't know if it's because of the defects in the exercises, or because the forcible use of the Yuan Shen to transform the corpse puppet is not thorough, the corpse of the Shadowless Ghost Mother is extremely difficult to use, and now it is injured like this, and I don't know how much energy it will take in the future, thinking about this makes the Netherworld real person have a toothache.

These are not the most urgent, the most important thing to solve at the moment is the immediate crisis, the Netherworld True Man was originally very confident, but after an hour, he finally determined that compared to these poor and crazy cultivators, he was really not an opponent.

Fight or Flight? Is it a desperate fight, killing one is enough to kill two and earn one? Or are you not afraid of no firewood? If it weren't for the fear of death, he wouldn't have fled to the Kyushu continent through all the hardships, if he wasn't afraid of death, he wouldn't have sacrificed the tattered corpse of the Shadowless Ghost Mother into a corpse puppet and survived.

But even if you run away, where can you flee to? Now that what he has done has been exposed, in the Kyushu continent, it is a rat on the street and everyone shouts and beats him, where can he escape to his current appearance? I'm afraid that before leaving Yuling Mountain, the people who are chasing and killing will be blocked, and if even the people in the Xianmen come forward, they will really have no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth.

As soon as he thought of this, the movements of the Netherworld True Man's hands couldn't help but slow down, and he was hit by the scattered cultivators on the periphery several times in a row, and he stumbled under his feet and almost fell to the ground. He hurriedly took a few steps back, regained his strength, and covered his whole body with both hands.

Some scattered cultivators seemed to see the advantage from just now, and shouted: "Everyone work hard, this Netherworld True Man is already at the end of the strong crossbow, and the reward for meritorious service is just around the corner." ”

Yes, everyone has been besieging for so long, isn't this an opportunity? Now that victory was in sight, the scattered cultivators were like being beaten with chicken blood, and their attacks suddenly became a little more fierce. Even some of the monks who had been hiding behind and lazy rejoined the besieger.

Victory was in sight, and those scattered cultivators in the Qi refining period also showed joy on their faces, and Zizhu Weng said: "This Netherworld True Man has been revealed, and it will be up to us next." ”

Although Qing Songke was happy in his heart, his face was silent, and he reminded: "We can't be overjoyed, I see that his eyes are floating, obviously thinking about the way back, and we have to prevent this guy from escaping, otherwise wouldn't it be a bamboo basket to draw water?" ”

Jia Ting next to him said: "This is not a problem, all of our Qi cultivators have spread out to form an encirclement, this time he will not be able to escape." But let me say it first, this time you are not allowed to bully us single monks by relying on the strength of the crowd. ”

"Jia Daoyou rest assured, they are only three people in the cold and the three friends, if they really want to rely on the large number of people, everyone will not agree." Master Miao said.

The current situation is no longer the same as at the beginning, at that time, most of the Qi refining cultivators were quietly hiding behind, and they hadn't figured out the situation yet, so they didn't come out for the sake of prudence, only the two sides of Sui Han Sanyou and Jia Ting were fighting, so whoever grabbed it might be who's.

Now that there are so many people who have contributed, there are more than twenty Qi Refining Cultivators alone, and among them, there are also mid-stage Qi Cultivation Cultivators who are higher than Sui Han Sanyou's cultivation, how can they be allowed to come nonsense?

In order to snatch the jade spirit chalcedony, the three friends of Sui Han did those things, and then it caused a scuffle between scattered cultivators, which inspired the blood trapped demon array, and they didn't get anything, but they almost killed everyone, which is equivalent to being a villain in vain. Now that he heard Jia Ting mention it again, Zizhu Weng had no choice but to smile awkwardly and said, "Jia Daoyou said he was joking. ”

After fighting to this extent, there was no need to give orders, they all knew what to do next, those Qi Refining Stage cultivators scattered to the side, blocking all the retreats of the Netherworld True Beings, and the remaining Open Pulse Realm monks were also scattered around, surrounding the Netherworld True Beings in the middle.

At this time, Chi Mei Su took out his red plum drum and slammed it towards the drum surface, and then an invisible wave spread throughout the mine. The scattered cultivators heard that their morale had increased greatly, but when the Netherworld True Man heard it, his ears were buzzing, his qi and blood were rolling, and his true qi was running a little unsmoothly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zizhu Weng raised his hand, and the purple piccolo spun around in the air, and then flew towards the Netherworld. The speed was amazing, more than a step faster than the previous attacks, and the sharp sound of the wind combined with the whistling of the piccolo was breathtaking.

Such an attack should not be underestimated, the Netherworld True Man did not dare to slack off, and quickly calmed down, dispelled the mental discomfort, and then his body flashed sharply, avoiding the attack of the purple piccolo.

Sui Han's three friends were angry, and the other two all shot, and the green pine guest was naturally no exception, he had already calculated the direction of the Netherworld real person to dodge, and directly grabbed his pine wood qin and smashed it.

Because of the interference of the red plum drum, the Netherworld True Man was a step slower when he dodged the attack of the purple picolo, and now he was attacked by the pine pico, and it was too late to dodge, so he could only use his body to block the pine pico.

Only a muffled sound was heard, and the pine harp of the green pine guest smashed on the back of the Netherworld. The pine muqin is a high-grade magic weapon, and its attack power is amazing, but the corpse of the corpse of the Netherworld real person should not be underestimated, and the strength is also comparable to the existence of a magic weapon.

But the attack of the three friends of the cold did not stop there, at this time, there was another drum sound, and the blood of the Netherworld real person was rolling, and the movement couldn't help but be stagnant. The purple piccolo circled in the air and slammed into his head, and at the same time, the pine piano suddenly rattled, and a string shot out of the lyre, stabbing towards the eyes of the Netherworld.

The interference of the outside world, the flanking attack on both sides makes the Netherworld real person tired to deal with, if the three friends of the Netherworld make a move at the beginning, at that time, the real people of the Netherworld are in full swing, the true qi is sufficient, and the action is not restricted, and it is easy to deal with this series of attacks of the three friends of the old cold, at this time he is already at the end of the crossbow, and he is a little powerless to deal with it, so he can only exchange injuries for injuries.

I saw his head tilted to the side strangely, as if someone had broken his neck, dodging the attack of the strings, and at the same time, his body did not retreat but advanced, and grabbed the green pine guest next to him.