"Cough, cough, cough!"

The explosion fell, and a low cough sounded in the night. The figures of the evil monk and Zong Yong trembled slightly, and then they retreated in unison, retreating more than ten steps away, and the two of them stabilized their figures.

Li Daocheng, Morton and the others were already standing dozens of meters away, but they felt as if an invisible wave was surging several times, and several people looked at each other in shock, and they all withdrew more than ten meters away.

"Hey, I'm kind to you, you old skinny monkey is really a bit of a prick!"

The evil monk scolded in surprise, and with a wave of his hand, the disappeared heaven-swallowing bowl reappeared in his hand. Dozens of meters away, Zong Yong lowered his eyebrows, covered his mouth with his thin palm, coughed weakly, and a faint black mist diffused out of his body, wrapping his entire body, making his dry figure a little illusory.

"Stop it!"

A low groan sounded in the night, Zhang Chongzhen, who was originally standing on the side, raised his hand, and a small Qingfeng sword appeared in his hand like a trick, and a sword aura flew between the evil monk and Zong Yong, with a dark howl like a wave, a wild hurricane rolled through the ground level, and the invisible pressure between the evil monk and Zong Yong suddenly disappeared.

"That's right! No wonder you dare not to take my Zong Yong in your eyes, you really have some ability. Zong Yong chuckled in a low voice, and the light in his small triangular eyes flickered. While smiling, he coughed weakly and in a low voice.

"Good mother, where did you come from, why are you so hot?"

The evil monk looked at Zong Yong in horror, and a trace of caution flashed in his eyes. He seems to be rude, but he has been famous for a hundred years, and this prestige is not earned for nothing. The strange old man in front of him looked weak, and seemed to have a hidden illness, and seemed to fall to the ground and die at any moment. But a moment ago, the two of them fought, and the other party not only cultivated profoundly, but also the spell was extremely strange, and he relied on the powerful magic weapon of the Heaven Swallowing Bowl, but it was only equal to the opponent's magic attack. The old man in front of him is really a fierce rival that he has rarely met in his life.

Glancing at the evil monk angrily, Zhang Chongzhen said: "Dead bald donkey, I said that I will take a look at the wind first, why do you do it with people as soon as you come? And this Taoist friend, your magic cultivation is good, but the two of us may not be worse than you, if you are two enemies and one, you are afraid that even if you are a god of magic, you have no chance of winning, right? ”

The evil monk stared at Zong Yong fiercely, snorted, and scolded: "You dead bull nose, everyone comes all the way, if you don't help me, forget it, and stop me from fighting." I'm kind to your mother, I'm really unlucky, I actually know a friend like you. Although he scolded in his mouth, the evil monk and Zhang Chongzhen seemed to have a good relationship, and when he said this, he also silently dispersed the condensed power of the void spirit.

The old ghost in the distance had already been frightened by the appearance of the evil monk and Zhang Chongzhen, and his face was gloomy and depressed, but when he heard Zhang Chongzhen talk about the agreement three thousand years ago, he saved his breath and quietly sighed, and the expression on his face became slightly relaxed.

Zong Yong sneered, but did not squeak. He has been rampant for hundreds of years, invincible, and indeed he doesn't take other powerhouses in the cultivation world very seriously. Although the strength shown by Zhang Chongzhen and the evil monk in front of him is not inferior to him, it is not enough to make him afraid, his magic is treacherous, and he thinks that even if he is invincible, it is not difficult to get out. It's just that a sneak attack a moment ago can't help the evil monk, and there is still a trace of jealousy in his heart, hearing Zhang Chongzhen say this, but he doesn't dare to make any more unauthorized moves.

But he is insidious and vicious, and he will be revenged, and this time he was shouted and drunk by the evil monks, especially in front of a small junior such as Charat and Tanasha, he felt that he had lost face, and he had long regarded the evil monk as a great enemy of life and death. Sneered twice, Zong Yong said gloomily: "The old man has been cultivating the real world for more than a hundred years, and no one has ever dared to shout in front of the old man, Your Excellency's appearance The old man remembers." As a cultivator, the old man naturally abides by this thousand-year-old contract. However, there is no contract in the spirit realm, and this master had better be careful at that time. It's not the old man bragging, in the past hundred years, no one who offended the old man has a good end. ”

As Zong Yong spoke, he quietly glanced at the Qingfeng Sword in Zhang Chongzhen's hand, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes. The cultivation realm has already declined for a thousand years, whether it is magic or qi refining and other inheritances, it has long been weakened compared to a thousand years ago, the kind old man in front of him doesn't know what the origin is, and the small sword in his hand is like a powerful magic weapon, which makes Zong Yong's eyes greedy.

In the cultivation realm of Southeast Asia, there are very few powerful cultivation weapons. With his identity and cultivation attainments, he also had no chance to see it, and the two cultivators who suddenly appeared in front of him actually had magic weapons, which also made him secretly surprised while his heart was moved.

"Huh?" The evil monk stared at Zong Yong fiercely, laughed, and said: "You old thin monkey, think Lao Tzu will be afraid of you? When the time comes to the spiritual realm, you'd better find a fucking tunnel for Lao Tzu to get in and hide, otherwise Lao Tzu will tear you thin monkey alive! I'm X, actually scaring me into the evil monk? I'm kind to your mother!"

Zong Yong is a ruthless person, but the evil monk is not a good stubble. These two people can be regarded as the two evildoers in the cultivation realm, the difference is that the two of them are just one good and one evil. If the evil monk wants to provoke others when he has nothing to do, how can he take Zong Yong's threat to heart? If it weren't for Zhang Chongzhen's face, the evil monk might have pounced on him sooner.

"Dead bald donkey, just shut up!"

Zhang Chongzhen shook his head helplessly, glanced around, and said slowly: "Three thousand years ago, there was an agreement in the cultivation realm that it was strictly forbidden for the cultivation realm and other demon races to attack each other in the place where the spirit realm was born. But a moment ago, the two of us noticed that there were people fighting each other with magic here, since Daoist friends came first, I don't know if you can give us an explanation?"

Zong Yong said: "The old man was passing by, and he didn't want to do much, but he just happened to see a little bit of a century-old ghost hurting people with evil magic, so he came to take a look." If you want to explain, you might as well ask the old ghost. ”

The evil monk and Zhang Chongzhen's faces turned to the old ghost together, a trace of coldness flashed in Zhang Chongzhen's eyes, and he was about to speak, when the evil monk had already scolded viciously: "This is the place where the Broken Spirit Realm was born, and a hundred-year-old ghost actually dares to harm people here?

The evil monk is famous for his evil spirit, Zong Yong's evil spirit makes him unpleasant, and a pure demon old ghost in front of him makes him look at it unpleasantly, at this time, his eyes are glaring, and his whole body is suddenly murderous. The old ghost's hair exploded with a bang, and he shook his hands wildly: "No, no, it's not me, it's not me......"

The old ghost was already timid, and when he was so frightened by the evil monk, half of the three souls and seven spirits were almost lost, where could he still explain things clearly? Looking at his appearance, the evil monk was even more angry, and suddenly grabbed it with one hand, and the heaven-swallowing bowl that was originally held in his hand suddenly disappeared, and immediately appeared on the top of the old ghost's head, and went down towards him.

Feeling the power of the void spirit above his head that was as heavy as a mountain, but as hot as fire, the old ghost's face changed greatly. Several roaring phantoms roared out from the Staff of Soul Eater behind him, fiercely pounced on the oncoming Sky Swallowing Bowl. His body quickly became illusory, but it quickly solidified again.

Ghosts and Meizu belong to the demon class, Meizu has no physical body, their bodies can collapse at any time, and they can be reunited at any time, which is the most basic racial ability of Meizu. Compared to the demons, humans, and other non-human races, Meizu's innate ability can almost make them immune to a physical attack, and without the blessing of the power of the ethereal, any physical attack is completely ineffective against them. But correspondingly, they have no physical form and are the worst at resisting magical attacks.

This is just the opposite of cultivators and other non-human species, for example, a cultivator of the fourth heaven of the first yuan can use a magic attack to make a Meizu disappear with a first-level qi, but even the most powerful Garint multi-barreled machine gun is completely ineffective against a low-level geist. But correspondingly, the bullet from a small May Fourth pistol could shoot the cultivator of the First Yuan and the Fourth Heaven lightly. Of course, if human cultivators cultivate to a high level, the power of the void spirit they control can be turned into reality. For example, Zong Yong or the evil monk, with their magic cultivation, if they protect their bodies with the power of the void spirit, even if the bullets fired by the Galint machine gun can no longer hurt them in the slightest.

The cultivation of the old ghost is only the sixth heaven of qi, and the cultivation of the evil monk is completely different from a realm. Seeing that the evil monk suddenly attacked, he subconsciously wanted to flee with his body, but as soon as this thought moved, the incomparably powerful ethereal spirit power contained in the evil monk's attack immediately locked his body, and he couldn't even escape from the rout.

"Poof, poof—"

Several slight strange noises sounded in the night, and then a few whimpering sounds came from the void, and several phantoms just touched the phantom shadows conjured up by the Sky Swallowing Bowl, and immediately collapsed into black gas, flying directly into the Soul Eater Staff behind the old ghost.

After all, the cultivation of the old ghost is too far from that of the evil monk, and although the powerful soul in the Soul Devouring Staff is extremely fierce, it cannot resist the damage of the power of the void spirit attached to the Heaven Devouring Bowl. The full force of several powerful souls only slowed down the whereabouts of the illusory shadows of the Sky Devouring Bowl slightly, but several powerful souls were forced back into the Soul Devouring Staff.

Seeing the sky-swallowing bowl above his head falling straight down, the old ghost suddenly burst into a rage, and howled in despair: "Li Xiao, Xiaoshan, help—"

In the illusory shadow of the Heaven Swallowing Bowl, the power of the void spirit contained in it is too great. Without direct contact, the old ghost was extremely sensitive to the pressure that he could not resist, once he was enveloped in this sky-swallowing bowl, with his hundred years of cultivation, he was afraid that his soul would be scattered in an instant, and his form and spirit would be destroyed.

In fact, although the cultivation of the old ghost is not invincible to the evil monk, the staff of soul devouring transformed by him with a demon knife has also reached the legendary "sharp weapon" Cheng dù. If he condensed all his ghost power and sacrificed the Staff of Soul Eater to fight against him, it would take a lot of effort for the evil monk to kill him. But the old ghost is naturally timid, as soon as the evil monk makes a move, he is already cold, except for subconsciously summoning the powerful soul in the Soul Devouring Staff to resist, he can't even think of sacrificing the Soul Devouring Staff to break the attack of the Sky Devouring Bowl. With just one move, he fell into death.

Seeing that the phantom of the Heaven Swallowing Bowl was about to envelop the old ghost in it, the evil monk's face changed slightly, and with a hint of the finger, the phantom of the Heaven Swallowing Bowl disappeared suddenly, and then a streamer of light circulated rapidly around his body, and suddenly it became the appearance of the Heaven Swallowing Bowl around his body, and it seemed that he was enveloping himself with the Heaven Swallowing Bowl.

Almost at the same time, a fist entwined with a strange Force slammed into the phantom of the Sky Swallowing Bowl.

With a loud "boom", the phantom of the heaven-swallowing bowl suddenly faded a few minutes, and shook sharply like a tangible thing. Immediately afterward, countless sharp whistling sounds sounded, and with a sound like a hard object cutting through the glass, the phantom of the heaven-swallowing bowl was suddenly covered with horizontal and vertical scratches.

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