"It's really hard stubble this time, Lao Zuo, what should I do?"

Yuan Baihu's face was bitter, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"You go, I'll stop him!"

Zuo Zhongliang turned on his horse and rushed towards the evil cultivator.

"Less damn hero, you can't deal with him!"

Several officials gritted their teeth violently, rode horses, ran running, and chased after them.

At this moment, the spirit of these veterans was so intense that they seemed to be about to penetrate their bodies, and they all showed a hazy brilliance in Li Zhen's induction.

This phenomenon surprised Li Zhen, the spiritual will of these mortals is almost catching up with the monks, and they are worthy of being the elite veterans of the Persona Division, all of whom have experienced a hundred battles and have been trained.

In the blink of an eye, Zuo Zhongliang rode a war horse and rushed to the right front of the evil cultivator, the blade of the knife swung obliquely, and it was handed out without any fireworks, and the sword light was like a rainbow.

The evil cultivator was furious: "I don't know whether to live or die!"

The divine thought turned into a gang, like a physical wall, and pushed the war horse under Zuo Zhongliang's seat like a mountain and a sea.

Herod!

In the wailing of the war horse, it seemed to hit the wall, tilted its head, and fell out on its side.

Zuo Zhongliang also fell out due to strong inertia.

But he relied on his waist strength to maintain his balance, and the sword in his hand reappeared.

The crisp blade made the entire sword coated with a layer of silver light, shining like galvanized, and slashed down in the air.

The evil cultivator was taken aback, and subconsciously his thoughts were running, and in the overflowing wind, a faint big shield phantom was erected in front of him.

Crash!

The silver bottle burst into water slurry!

In the crisp sound of shattering, the sword and the shield shadow collided violently, and exploded at the same time, turning into a little star.

Zuo Zhongliang pounced with a knife in mid-air, and continued to slash with the remaining momentum.

The evil cultivator opened the door wide, and his right leg was slashed, and blood shot on the spot.

"Sword Qi?" Li Zhen, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was surprised, "He can actually control the sword qi?"

Soon, however, he noticed the details of the shattered blade.

"I see, it is a masculine sword, too rigid and easy to break, far less than the balance of rigidity and softness of the monk. ”

If you want to materialize your vitality, you need to be able to refine the form and reconcile yin and yang.

Previously, Li Zhen was able to refine incense, and he also preferred to be soft and soft, like clenching into a fist and hitting someone.

And if he starts with refining gang, the simple sword gang has the problem of being too rigid and easy to break, and it is not easy to shape it into a shape that he is satisfied with, forming an effective kill.

Only by combining rigidity and softness can there be such a relatively perfect sword transformation method as today.

"This hand should be his innate ability as an inhuman, equivalent to a crippled monk's means. ”

Li Zhen couldn't help but feel sorry for Zuo Zhongliang.

"If he was a real monk, I'm afraid this blow would have cut off the evil cultivator's legs. ”

"No!"

"If he is a real monk, he can borrow his strength in the air and directly cut off the opponent!"

In the midst of his thoughts, the evil cultivator lost his balance and staggered backwards.

Several Hearsay men rushed forward one after another, their swords dragged and stretched out when they got close.

The clothes on the body of the evil cultivator are a magic weapon-grade armor, and the whole body is woven with special silk threads, which is extremely strong.

But even so, it was still driven by the powerful force of the war horse's charge, and the shocking wounds were revealed.

The evil cultivator finally avoided the vital point, but added a few more wounds of different depths to his body, and he couldn't help but be shocked and angry, and jumped up with all his might, like floating feathers hovering in the air.

"You mortals......"

"Die!"

Smoke billowed from his body and churned violently.

As Gang Feng roared, a miserable green mist erupted in all directions, covering a radius of more than ten zhang in a moment.

Several Hearsay veterans reacted very quickly, and they lowered their heads and held their breath at the first time, but Yuan Baihu and the three of them were injured, and they still snorted, only feeling as uncomfortable as being salted on someone's wound.

Zuo Zhongliang reached into his arms, took out a pill and put it in his mouth, rushed to the injured war horse again, pulled out the crossbow from the saddle, and held it in his left hand.

In the blink of an eye, the cold arrow struck towards the evil cultivator's body.

The evil cultivator used the power of his divine thoughts, and his suspended body began to fall, and he had to twist and dodge the arrows.

Seeing this, all the people of the Alien Division quickly retreated, ran out of the poisonous mist in one go, and took a big breath of fresh air, which made them feel better.

Zuo Zhongliang said: "Withdraw, take advantage of his leg injury, you go first, you can escape one by one!"

Yuan Baihu glanced at him: "Then be careful yourself." ”

The others came on horseback, took them with them, and disappeared around the corner.

But immediately after turning the corner, someone consciously changed horses and vacated one and put it there.

This was the tacit understanding of their Personas, though it might not have come in handy.

The evil cultivator chased after him with a limp, and his wounded and bleeding face became more and more hideous: "Don't even think about running away from any of you!"

Zuo Zhongliang flicked his arm, and the dart shuttle shot out, interrupting his words.

The evil cultivator dodged sideways, and said angrily: "Do you just want to die like this? Okay, I'll fulfill you, kill you, an alien, and refine it into a zombie, it's worth much more than those useless waste!"

As he spoke, his palm was full of green light, and the evil qi mass was thrown towards Zuo Zhongliang like a short spear.

Boom!

The green clouds spread, and all the squares were shrouded in a thick poisonous mist.

Zuo Zhongliang couldn't avoid it, took a few bites, and even if he ate the poison pill in advance, he still paused slightly.

Still, he pushed the knife forward and wrapped it up.

The evil cultivator didn't expect Zuo Zhongliang to be so difficult, so he had to sacrifice and refine Gangsha, turning into a sword shape and slashing one after another.

Zuo Zhongliang parried while saying in a deep voice: "In the eyes of you and other demons, human life is only worth refining into a zombie?"

The evil cultivator laughed: "Of course, otherwise what use are you mortals?"

Zheng!

Suddenly, the sword-shaped Gangfeng brushed the sword and landed on Zuo Zhongliang.

The sharp sword qi mercilessly split through the leather armor, cutting a deep wound on his shoulder, and most of his body was stained blood red.

At the wound, the white foam like a bubble rose violently, and in the blink of an eye, a large area festered.

Zuo Zhongliang immediately had beads of sweat the size of beans oozing out of his forehead, but he still gritted his teeth and continued to fight without saying a word.

Seeing this, Li Zhen sighed secretly: "He may be able to resist the middle stage of qi refining for a while, but if he still guards it for a long time, he will lose, and it is difficult for a miracle to happen......"

"Let me help you!"

Li Zhen now has a certain amount of divine power, and he has the means to transform his sword, and he also needs to be honed in order to improve.

At the moment of manifestation, the spirit body was enveloped, and after the evil cultivation, it took on a form like a yin spirit.

Zuo Zhongliang and the evil cultivator noticed it at the same time and were taken aback.

Zuo Zhongliang immediately flew back, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, he avoided it first, and then said, the latter hurriedly turned around, and a gang blade suddenly slashed out.

Before Li Zhen could react, a sharp blade like sword qi pierced through his body.

Li Zhen originally wanted to kill this person behind his back, but now it seems that it is not so simple.

The speed at which he condensed the Gang Demon was far inferior to that of the other party, if it was just the lowest-level kind of geist, or flesh and blood, he was afraid that he would have been killed at this moment.

However, Li Zhen was not completely unprepared, far beyond the ability to refine qi, and the current state was the biggest reliance.

The evil cultivator saw a mass of evil transformation, and the figure appeared out of thin air, and after the attack, there was no sense of reality at all, like a dream bubble, and the whole person couldn't help but be stunned.

"Pavilion...... Where is Your Excellency sacred?"

He broke out in a cold sweat, and with his divine sense, he felt that it was neither flesh and blood, nor a ghost and ghost, but an empty piece, as if there was nothing.

He was only a Qi Refining Cultivator, and he couldn't perceive the spirit body after he came out of the body, which was from the Yuan Infant level, which was a cross-step crushing that was a whole three great realms higher!

In the blink of an eye, Li Gang's body was like a body of water condensing, and he re-perfected it.

The evil cultivator's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was even more incredulous: "How can this be?"

The horror and shock in his heart was greater than that of a mortal.

The Yin Spirit and Ghost Stream is far inferior to the Yuan Shen, and it is just a kind of depraved existence that has to be used as a last resort to entrust the remnant soul with foreign objects after the physical body is destroyed.

The soul is crippled, and it has to absorb all kinds of evil and vitality, and even essence and blood vitality to protect itself, which will make the spirit body turbid and the composition more and more complex.

When the spirit body is no longer pure, the flow of yin spirits and ghosts is equivalent to always being in a state of manifestation and realization, and the shell that is draped over the outer layer of the spirit body is tightly bound to it.

The most mixed ones even take on the form of ghostly fire, which can be seen directly by the naked eye.

The nature of such a being is already extremely inferior, and it is even more detrimental to enlightenment than the flesh and blood of mortal fathers, sperm and mothers.

But there are also clever people who can be elusive, ordinary people can't detect it at all, and there are all kinds of tricks and stealths.

"Even if this is not a Yuanying master, it is also a very powerful ghost cultivator senior!, but no matter which one it is, it is not something I can deal with......

The evil cultivators made judgments based on their own cognition, and they only felt like falling into an ice cave.

"Your Excellency?" Li Zhen secretly wondered in his heart, this evil cultivator's attitude was inevitably too humble and polite.

suddenly woke up, but found that the other party was trembling slightly.

He was afraid? Li Zhen's thought flashed, and suddenly he realized.

"This guy actually thinks of me as a senior master!"

Before the cultivation realm reaches a certain level, the monk may be able to condense the remnant soul after the death of the physical body, and turn into a ghost to cultivate the Yin Spirit, but he will definitely not be able to get out of the body on his own.

Divine breath, spirit features, these are also unrecognizable.

Because the divine soul is a kind of existence that is in a different dimension of time and space from ordinary matter, it can be called a mysterious existence, and the primordial infant god belongs to the same Yuanshen Dao, which is essentially cultivating the divine soul and spirit.

His own spirit body can only be detected by the great monks who are also able to get out of the body!

But even if the great monks were in front of each other and didn't know the connection between their spirit and physical bodies, they would only think that they were fellow Daoists who ran out of nowhere.

There was no way they could associate such an out-of-body spirit with a mortal.

"Hehehehe......" Li Zhen laughed meaningfully, and his divine sense swept up and down the other party's body unscrupulously, imitating the attitude of those monks who had seen them towards mortals and civilians before.

Instead of turning his face, the evil cultivator felt this scrutiny, but became more and more humble.

Even the divine consciousness that had been released before was quickly put away.

As a person in the Demon Dao, he has a consciousness that far surpasses that of the disciples of the Immortal Sect, that is, the strong are respected.

The disciples of the Xianmen may still have the elders of the sect to take care of them, and the Taoist inheritance takes care of them, even if they are a little rude, they will not worry about their lives.

But in the concept of the people in the Demon Dao, this is really dead!

If you are unlucky, it is a relief to even die neatly.

"Junior, you know each other very well......"

Li Zhen's divine consciousness transmission put on the posture of a superior person, invisibly intimidating the other party.

In the slightly stiff expression of the evil cultivator, the blade of the sword like a substance manifested and quietly stretched out towards his neck.

In an instant, the full force of the thrust.

"But still have to die!"

In the disbelief gaze of the evil cultivator, the sharp sword that had been transformed into a demon pierced his throat, and he was caught off guard, blood sprayed, and his body fell to the ground with a thud.

He's dead.

Not died from Li Zhen's sneak attack, but died from the awe in his heart.

Thinking restricts his movements, and there is no time to resist.

"This kind of mentality can also refine qi? ”

Li Zhen sighed lightly, he didn't expect that it would be solved in such a way.

According to the normal strength of the other party, even if you don't find your weakness for a while, you can escape.

And if he remembered that the power of flames and thunder and the sun could deal with the night wandering spirit, he could even pose a threat to himself.

At that time, with insufficient actual combat experience and monotonous magical methods, he may have no choice but to flee.

But after thinking about it, it didn't seem to blame this evil cultivator for being stupid.

The Demon Dao masters have many means of torturing the soul, and physical death is far from the end.

In comparison, it is more cost-effective to die this way.

He has fought hard one after another, and he is seriously injured, and he will not be arrogant enough to take the initiative to provoke unfathomable seniors.

What's more, the previous attack was completely ineffective.

With inexplicable emotion, Li Zhen turned his eyes to the side, but saw that Zuo Zhongliang had already fled the scene and disappeared without a trace.

He hadn't figured out how to disguise his identity and origin, and it was easy to show his stuff when he came forward to communicate with him.

Originally, I was going to put on a cold posture after helping and leave directly, so as to save a lot of trouble.

Li Zhen did not have the image of a superior person to sacrifice the gods, so he searched the bags of the evil cultivators and found a number of various talismans and pills and utensils.

Disappointingly, that kind of magic finger wood was not found, and it seems that not every envoy-level demon path person carries this kind of thing.

Or maybe he once had it, but he used it up.

"He should have some contact with Envoy Mu and the others, is there still an upline to direct them?"

"It is also stated in the file of the Persona Division that it is suspected that the official disciples of the Changzhou Corpse Immortal Sect are leading them and trying to spread the Dao system. ”

"This kind of thing can't be done alone, it needs to develop forces and cultivate people, and there must be reserves for such useful things as magic finger wood!"

"If you find that person......

With such thoughts, Li Zhen silently withdrew from Gangsha, recovered his spirit, and quietly left.