The black-cloaked monk was extremely cold, with gusts of yin wind, and a gray ghostly aura lingered around his body.

The figure flashed, and in a breath, it was already a hundred meters away, and Han Qiu was shocked, and his soul power could not be locked, and the figure of the black-cloaked monk.

Relying on instinctive reaction, Han Qiusheng planted ten ancient tree phantoms with the aura of all things.

The black-cloaked monk stretched out his right hand, grabbed it with one claw, and the ghost qi turned into one, and one ghost claw grabbed ten ancient trees, and the ancient trees were shattered in an instant.

The black-cloaked monk, with his index finger and middle finger together, pointed out, and a gray cold light shot towards Han Qiusheng.

Han Qiusheng leaned back and bent back, holding the ground with one hand, narrowly dodging the gray beam, and the ring was hit by the beam, condensing a layer of frost.

The beam of light dissipated, Han Qiusheng stood up on the ground, and the black-cloaked monk had already appeared in front of Han Qiusheng.

With a palm, it turned into a ghost qi handprint, and Han Qiusheng crossed his arms and was shocked out five meters.

Both arms were stuck to his chest by a layer of ice crystals, and the ice crystals shattered with a shock to the strength of Han Qiusheng.

The arms blessed by the immortal golden body were frozen to a little stiff, and the black-cloaked monk did not give Han Qiusheng any respite, and attacked in the degree.

Han Qiusheng released his soul power, and the black-cloaked monk also released his soul power, and his soul power was accompanied by a cold breath.

The black-cloaked monk, his palms were raised diagonally upwards, and the ghost qi surged, and a spherical energy light cluster condensed by the ghost qi appeared on his chest.

Cold Qiusheng, the soul power was eroded by the cold breath, and it had just been resolved with the sword intent of the sword that extinguished the sword intent, and when he saw the black cloak monk, the energy light condensed on his chest suddenly stood on end.

Han Qiusheng, hands folded, golden light Buddha energy, gathered into a swastika subduing demons, under the efforts of Han Qiusheng, swastika subduing demons, the golden light became stronger and stronger.

The two of them pushed at the same time, and the swastika subdued the demon seal, and the ghostly energy light cluster intertwined and collided, creating layers of ripples.

Han Qiusheng was extremely struggling and wanted to use Buddhism to restrain the ghostly energy, but after the two energies collided, he found that the black-cloaked monk had no cause and effect sin, and the ghostly energy he cultivated was pure and not afraid of the Dharma.

The black cloak monk's ghost qi quality is a few points stronger than the spiritual power, and the ghost energy light cluster shatters the swastika demon seal.

Han Qiusheng, the green spiritual power of his arms flowed forward, blocking the energy light ball, and with a hard grasp of his hands, he tore it, and the energy light cluster was torn in half.

Suppress the remaining ghost qi with spiritual power, and throw two semi-circular clusters of energy light back to the black-cloaked monk.

The black-cloaked monk, with a ghostly aura permeating his hands, made a knife with his hands, slashed twice, and hit the energy light cluster in the ring, exploding in an uproar.

Han Qiusheng has firm beliefs, is not afraid of strong enemies, and does not want to sit still and be suppressed like this.

Ouyang Yuankai's trace of mana that covered his breath was received by Han Qiusheng into the inner world of the dantian.

Mana has no owner, no consciousness, no one to control, and in the inner world of the dantian, there is immortal dao power that can be forcibly collected.

A mortal realm, and an extraordinary realm, a natural breath erupted from Han Qiusheng's body, the mortal realm was complete, the physical body, spiritual power, and soul power were all three.

The black-cloaked monk, whose figure was shocked, said secretly: "It's actually a mortal realm, no wonder it's so strong." At this moment, the black-cloaked monk was desperate to kill Han Qiusheng.

If you miss this opportunity, let it grow, and cultivate to the Spirit Tribulation Realm, it can be said that the Xuan Realm is invincible.

Watching the battle, some old monks exclaimed: "The mortal realm is complete, and the mortal realm is invincible." ”

"What is Mortal Perfection?"

"It is recorded in ancient books that the perfection of the mortal realm is one of the prerequisites for becoming an immortal. ”

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Wu Qingfeng said: "Finally, we still have to use the mortal realm to consummation, the monks invited by this instrument sect are too perverted in the mortal realm." ”

Ao Qianyuan, who had already known that Han Qiusheng was consummated in the mortal realm, was not surprised, and said secretly: "The black cloak monk is too powerful in the mortal realm, if even the consummate Han Qiusheng in the mortal realm loses, then there is a chance that it should be a soul realm monk." ”

Han Qiusheng, jumped up, smashed down angrily with a punch, the courage was blessed, the spiritual power flowed, the soul power was covered, and the physical power of the immortal golden body was added, this punch gathered the power of four kinds of energy.

The black-cloaked monk, the cloak is windless and automatic, and the sound of the ghost howling is endless.

The ground was covered with layers of frost, and a gray vein, like a demon, was trampled under the feet of the black-cloaked monk.

A piercing demon roar ended the ghost's howl, and behind the black-cloaked monk, stood a long-haired female ghost condensed from the cold mist.

The female ghost's face was white and festering, her facial features were bleeding, she was dressed in red, and her long hair was fluttering, "I died so miserably, I died so unjustly!" A piercing sound came from the female ghost's mouth crawling with maggots.

The black-cloaked monk, with his hands sealed, made several gray handprints, blending into the female ghost's body, the female ghost's normal human body instantly grew ten meters taller, less than three meters different from the position where Han Qiusheng smashed down with a punch.

The black-cloaked monk said: "Evil ghosts resent, powerful ghosts hate, hell has no way, the world is present, hell is terrible ghosts, destroying souls." ”

The female ghost in red, stretched out her eight-meter ghost hand, slapped upward, wrapped in the mighty ghost qi, Han Qiusheng smashed down with a punch, and four energies burst out at the same time.

The black-cloaked monk had frost cracks under his feet, and the ring was also stepped on by the slightest crack.

Another pair of fists the size of a normal person, and a big ghost hand, colliding together, will Han Qiusheng still win as much as he won the Yellow Sand Giant?

This question arose in the hearts of many monks, but the monks of the older generation shook their heads and sighed, and gave the answer, the two of them are undoubtedly cultivators of the mortal realm.

But the combat power displayed can already fight head-on with ordinary sea realm monks, and the black cloak monk is even more outrageously strong in the mortal realm, relying on ghost qi to resist the four energies and not fall behind.

The golden light of the body was worn out to the point that there was not much left, and Han Qiusheng's strength gradually weakened, and the black-cloaked monk, the ghost qi gushed, and the female ghost in red, and the ghost claw grabbed hard.

Han Qiusheng was unable to support it, first his spiritual power was exhausted, his headache was cracking, and his soul power was forced to be withdrawn, the golden body was indestructible, the light was dim, and the courage made the internal flesh and blood become sparse.

The ghost claw pinched, and the extremely weak Han Qiusheng, the black-cloaked monk, raised his head and smiled: "Go and die." ”

Suddenly, a green light filled Han Qiusheng's right arm, and the black-cloaked monk was pulled into a green and vibrant primeval forest.

The chirping of all kinds of birds and beasts made the black-cloaked monk feel in a trance for a while, and sneered: "Artistic conception world? It's a pity that the strength of my soul power is not something that your weak artistic conception world can control." ”

Absorbing the level of void soul power, it completely exploded, forming a dark vortex, the vortex spread, and the artistic conception world was overwhelmed and automatically collapsed.

The black-cloaked monk, back to the real world, the cold autumn life on the ghost claws has long been gone.

Suddenly, a figure appeared between the black-cloaked monk and the red-clothed female ghost.

Han Qiusheng took advantage of it, the black-cloaked monk fell into the world of artistic conception, and the female ghost in red was uncontrolled, using the residual strength to break free.

Han Qiusheng's right arm was no longer usable, and he held the Cold Light Xuanying Sword in his left hand, and slashed down angrily with a sword.

The female ghost in red shrank instantly, and when the sword of Han Qiusheng was about to be slashed, the black cloak monk, and the head, the female ghost in red stretched out her ghost hand.

Penetrating the immortal golden body, entering from the back, appearing from the abdomen, the ghost was still holding on to it, a bunch of organs, and the sword in Han Qiusheng's hand fell weakly.

The female ghost in red dissipated, the black-cloaked monk was shocked, and Han Qiusheng vomited blood and flew ten meters backwards.

The blood hole in the abdomen was a little bigger than Mu Hefei, and the black-cloaked monk laughed wildly: "Haha, how does it feel to be pierced by someone in the stomach of Han Qiusheng?"

Han Qiusheng's mouth was full of blood, he couldn't speak, his eyes were tired, and he wanted to close them, but in a trance, he saw a familiar face.

"Han Qiusheng, you haven't come to the Three Realms and Six Realms to find me, are you going to give up?" Han Qiusheng imagined, and the snow came out like a ghost.

Qi Kun and Mu Xiaoxiao, seeing this scene, were furious, and at the same time operated their spiritual power to the extreme.

On Qi Kun's shocking stick, a phantom appeared, a golden ape, three feet tall, with his arms constantly slapping his chest to show his anger.

Mu Xiaoxiao, on Mu Sheng's sword, a touch of blue light appeared, a big cyan tree was three feet high, with lush branches and leaves, full of life.

The two of them shot at the same time, the black-cloaked monk, his palms appeared separately, and a gray disc condensed by ghostly energy, the disc was intertwined with various strange patterns.

The golden ape, jumping high, clenched his fists and smashed down, Qi Kun rushed in front of the black-cloaked monk, and stabbed straight out with a swing of his stick.

The black-cloaked monk, with a disc in his palm, one blocking the golden ape's fists and the other catching the shocking stick.

Mu Xiaoxiao, a sword slashed, a crescent moon green light, and the cyan tree, attacked together.

The black-cloaked monk, the ghost qi exploded, his palms were discs, full of an adsorption force, and his body turned, throwing the golden ape, Qi Kun's shocking stick away.

The palm of his left hand erupted, and a dark beam of light froze Qi Kun's whole body, his body flashed, the two discs were one, and a thicker gray beam shot out.

The cyan tree, the crescent moon and the green light, were pierced by the beam of light in the blink of an eye, and Mu Xiaoxiao was also frozen into an ice sculpture.

Han Qiusheng, who was lying dozens of meters away, looked at the imaginary Xue Ruoyu, and said unwillingly: "I didn't give up, I must find you." ”

"Ah!" "Cultivation is an explosion, the mortal realm is complete, and in a single thought, you can break through, and layers of qi waves spread.

The blood hole in the abdomen, the flowing blood stopped, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was frantically absorbed, and the spiritual power overflowed all over the body.

When he first entered the spiritual realm, his spiritual power and physical body were doubled at a time, and his body flashed.

The black-cloaked monk turned around and said with a smile, "What about a breakthrough in cultivation? ”

The ten-zhang female ghost in red is present, and the black-cloaked monk is standing on the shoulders of the female ghost in red, and her hands are round.

Said: "Hell Spirit, Powerful Ghosts. "The female ghost in red was absorbed by the black-cloaked monk's round hands, forming a pitch-black, black hole vortex.

In the whirlpool of the black hole, thousands of evil ghosts roared, "I died so miserably, I died so unjustly, I want revenge and don't want to go to hell for reincarnation." ”

In the cold autumn, the right arm and hand bones, the green light shines, the ground appears, a little green light, the green light turns into roots and grass, and flowers bloom.

A ten-zhang sword shadow appeared above Han Qiusheng's head, and the sword shadow not only had the sword intent of extinction, the sword intent of true love, but also the mystery of life of the Dao of all things.

Sealed in the dantian, the aura consciousness body flowed to the sword shadow of Shizhang, and the sword shadow condensed.

A hundred threads are a wisp, and after a day and a night of collection, Han Qiusheng finally received a hundred threads of aura consciousness body.

I wanted to go to the Instrument Sect to save Zhang Youde, but I met Xiao Cheng who was using it, but now the situation is in crisis, and I have to use it.