Chapter Seventy-Five: Heartless Real People

The black-robed man's face changed wildly, and he really didn't expect that the person in front of him was not only unharmed by his attack, but also that this person's speed was so fast.

Zhou Changqing pinched the neck of the black-robed man, and the black-robed man instigated all his mana to resist, surrounded by countless sword qi, trying to break free from Zhou Changqing's palm, but those sword qi that looked extremely sharp couldn't hurt Zhou Changqing in the slightest, and the black-robed man tried his best, but he still couldn't break free.

Zhou Changqing's left index finger bloomed with a little divine light, and a finger pointed at the chest of the black-robed man, and suddenly the Yuan Magnetic Divine Light penetrated the chest of the black-robed man and bombarded the ground.

The struggle of the black-robed man suddenly subsided, and the whole person also withered, and Zhou Changqing casually threw him to the ground.

"You...... Who the hell are you!" The black-robed man did not die, and raised his head slightly to look at Zhou Changqing.

"You don't know me, my name is Zhou Changqing, and I still have some intersection with your Netherworld Sect!" Zhou Changqing raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Zhou Changqing, you are Zhou Changqing!" the black-robed man first thought about it suspiciously, and then suddenly exclaimed. Zhou Changqing's name is naturally known to him, the sect has listed him as extremely dangerous, and it is rumored that even the true dragon of the Wood Spirit Holy Sect was severely damaged by him, and the ghost cry also died in his hands.

"Looks like you know. Zhou Changqing said lightly.

"It seems that I didn't lose unjustly!But if you want to kill me, don't think about it!" The ghost sword suddenly flew into the air with a jade talisman in his hand, and the jade talisman suddenly emitted ten thousand rays of light, and suddenly a pitch-black channel appeared in mid-air.

Zhou Changqing looked up at the passage in mid-air, and suddenly a white-haired and white-clothed female cultivator appeared at the exit of the passage, this woman was graceful, but she wore a mask on her face, covering the upper part of her face, revealing only a pair of phoenix eyes and a red lip, and a beautiful mole on her lips was particularly eye-catching, but it was just right embedded in her lips. However, what really caught Zhou Changqing's attention was her cultivation, although Zhou Changqing couldn't see this woman's cultivation, but the momentum she exuded showed that her cultivation was at least in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, which was similar to the cultivation of Tianxin Zhenren.

"Ghost Sword meets the Heartless True Person!" Ghost Sword struggled to get up, knelt on one knee, and respectfully saluted the woman in white in the sky.

"This jade talisman I gave you only has the effect of this time, I will save you once!" the female cultivator said lightly, her voice cold.

"Real person, this person in front of me is the trouble in the inner abdomen, Zhou Changqing! Please kill this person with real people!" The look on Ghost Sword's face was fierce, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"I said that this jade talisman is just to solve your crisis, it doesn't mean that you can use this to ask me to do anything!" There was a hint of coldness in the female cultivator's tone, and she looked at Zhou Changqing again.

"Are you Zhou Changqing, the closed disciple of that old thing in Tianxin?" there was a hint of fluctuation in the female cultivator's voice.

"That's right! The family master is the Wood Spirit Holy Sect's Tianxin True Person!" Zhou Changqing looked directly into the female cultivator's eyes and said calmly, but three old tree spirit seeds secretly appeared in his hand.

"Okay!Okay!Okay!Do you know that I am an old enemy with that old thing?Since you bumped into my hand today, you can only blame your life!" The corners of Wuxinzhen's lips slightly hooked an arc, and then slapped a palm towards Zhou Changqing.

Suddenly, a huge flame giant palm slapped towards Zhou Changqing at a rapid pace, and a powerful oppressive force swept over Zhou Changqing, and the ground where Zhou Changqing was located cracked inch by inch under this oppressive force.

Zhou Changqing looked up at this palm print, the origin power of the three spirit seeds had been absorbed, and the flame mark in Zhou Changqing's eyebrows flashed, and the mana in his body instantly increased by several grades, which could reach the ninth level. With mana all over his body, Zhou Changqing formed several magic seals, and opened his mouth to spew out a blazing crimson flame, which was the Nanming Spirit Fire Divine Power.

The flames collided with the giant palm, and a terrifying explosion sounded in the mid-air between the two, and the terrifying energy fluctuations swept between the two, and Zhou Changqing was shocked by this fluctuation and retreated more than a dozen steps, but fortunately, he was not injured, and the female cultivator in the sky did not seem to have any effect.

"How can you hurt the true dragon of the Wood Spirit Holy Sect with this little strength, what other hole cards do you have to show for me to see!"

A treasure fan suddenly appeared in Zhou Changqing's hand, and one fan towards the female cultivator, and the overwhelming terrifying flames mixed with the wind swept towards the female cultivator.

"It's kind of interesting!"

An umbrella also appeared in the female cultivator's hand, and the umbrella surface opened, and the female cultivator was immediately protected tightly, and Zhou Changqing's second blow was also in vain.

Zhou Changqing's face suddenly turned unsightly, he only had the power of the last blow left, was there really no other way?

"What's the matter? Isn't there any other trick?" As the female cultivator spoke, she retracted the umbrella and swiped it lightly, the umbrella was like a long sword, and a terrifying sword aura slashed towards Zhou Changqing in the air, and its power was terrifying several times stronger than the first palm.

Just as Zhou Changqing was about to make a move, an equally terrifying sword shot out from a distance, and at the same time, a strong and domineering figure descended in front of Zhou Changqing, and the momentum on his body was comparable to that of Wuxin.

"The old ghost of the iron sword has also come out of the mountain, it seems that you are standing on that kid's side! My Nether Sect has invited you many times, but you didn't come, but I didn't expect you to stand opposite my Holy Sect in the end!" Wuxin Zhenren put away the umbrella in his hand and said lightly.

"No way! The old friend is already standing here, and I don't have a choice, old man!" the sturdy old man in front of Zhou Changqing said in a slightly helpless tone, then turned back to Zhou Changqing and nodded, and looked at the fire demon again.

"Old friend, is there another Taoist friend here!" Wuxin glanced at the audience and smiled.

"Heartless Daoist, long time no see!" the fire demon stood up.

"I don't know what to call my friend?"

"Old man fire demon!"

"Fire Demon Man, no wonder Iron Sword is here. ”

"Heartless real person, with my iron sword, you can't move this, or leave quickly!" A rusty iron sword suddenly appeared in the hand of the iron sword real person.

Wuxin Zhenren glanced at Zhou Changqing, and with a wave of her hand, the ghost sword on the ground followed her into the pitch-black passage, and then a voice came out of the pitch-black passage, and then the passage closed.

"Boy, when I go back, tell Tianxin that old thing, he owes me, and I will get it back one day sooner or later!"

Zhou Changqing waited until the passage closed before he breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned his head to the iron sword real person.

"Juniors, thank you for your help!".

"I only made a move for the sake of the fire demon's face, he's so weak now, it's not good if he dies accidentally!" Iron Sword said with a smile waving his hand.

"Hmph, I won't die if you die!"