An unearthly thunderbolt struck, and the man in black was not damaged in the slightest, but his spirit body was slightly dimmer compared to before.

With Zhou Qing's current cultivation, although he was not too reluctant to perform a Heavenly Thunder Technique, after using this technique, the spiritual power in his body was also consumed by three or four layers in an instant.

Such a powerful spell only dimmed the opponent's spirit body, although there was not much damage, but it was still somewhat damaged.

Due to the awakening of the earth spirit root, Zhou Qing didn't care about the consumption of spiritual power at all, as long as the heavenly thunder could damage the other party, then he would have the confidence to destroy the other party.

"It's really not easy for you Terran monks to lead this earthly thunder, I remember the last time I saw the heavenly thunder was more than ten years ago, when an old Taoist priest came to break into the mountain, he performed such a spell. ”

The short white-clothed ghost Xiu sat aside and said this.

The words reached Zhou Qing's ears, and he stopped the second heavenly thunder that he was about to tow, and looked at the white-clothed ghost cultivator.

"What happened to that old Taoist priest?" Zhou Qing asked rhetorically.

"Die, I've beaten me to pieces. The white-clothed ghost Xiu replied in a very flat tone.

After a brief sentence with the white-clothed ghost cultivator, the black-clothed ghost cultivator not far away raised his hand and whipped Zhou Qing.

The speed at which the whip fell was too fast, and Zhou Qing suddenly had no time to dodge, and was directly whipped by the black whip.

The body protection technique outside the body had no effect at all, and the whip was whipped directly through the body protection cover, and Zhou Qing only felt as if he had touched a 10,000-year-old ice.

Because of the fire spirit root, he hadn't sensed the warmth and coldness of this world for many years, but now after being hit by this whip, he actually felt a chill.

With a whip, Zhou Qing's mind moved, and the fire let out a scream, and then its cat-sized body completely turned into a ball of flames.

Then, the flames condensed by the fire exploded with a bang, turning into several small flames and scattering, all flying towards the black-clothed ghost cultivator.

At the same time, Zhou Qing took a deep breath, sensed the aura that had been restored, and raised his hand to the sky.

This time, as he raised his hand and pointed, several strange points of light appeared in the sky.

The points of light were white, blue, and purple.

When they first appeared, these three points of light were like stars hanging in the sky, very far from the ground, but after a few blinks of an eye, the three points of light were already close in front of them.

In the blink of an eye, the white, blue, and purple three-color light clusters were already less than ten zhang high from the black-clothed ghost cultivator, and at this time, the black-clothed ghost cultivator who waved the black whip in his hand and whipped the flames looked up at the three-color light spot above his head.

With just one glance, the three clusters of light above his head converged into a three-color light cluster, floating strangely in the air with Zhou Qing's pinching hand.

Next, under the movement of Zhou Qing's mind, several small points of light scattered by Huo'er flew towards the black-clothed ghost cultivator in an instant, and at the same time, with a movement of his pinching hand, the three-colored light cluster fell.

Just as the black-clothed ghost cultivator used his spiritual power to block the fire, the three-color light cluster above his head fell directly, colliding with the green circle of light outside his body.

In the end, as soon as Zhou Qing's teeth tightened, the hand that pinched the trick waved down hard, and the three-color light cluster directly drilled into the body shield of the black-clothed ghost cultivator and melted into his spirit body.

At this point, Zhou Qing took a big step back as soon as he retracted his hand, and at the same time, under his mind, several small flames scattered by Huo'er regrouped together, turning into Huo'er and returning to his shoulder.

With the return of Huo'er, the black-clothed ghost cultivator let out a loud shout, and then, the black whip in his hand turned into a black mist and dissipated, and a very strange-colored flame appeared on his spirit body.

The flame is the same as the normal red flame, but on the periphery of the flame, it is also covered with white, blue, and purple.

There is a fire in this world called the fire of samadhi, and the samadhi is the karmic fire, the white flame. The second is the subordinate fire, the blue flame. The third is the spiritual fire and the purple flame.

The combination of karmic fire, subordinate fire and spiritual fire is the flame of samadhi, and the flame that appears around the body of this ghost cultivator right now is the flame of samadhi.

It is also blessed with the fire spirit root, so with Zhou Qing's current cultivation, among all his spells, this Samadhi True Fire Technique is the most powerful spell he can exercise at present.

After finishing the technique, he only felt that his spiritual power had been almost consumed.

As he took a step backwards and landed on the ground, an invisible spiritual power poured into his body along the soles of his feet, and at the same time, on the hillside not far behind him, several old trees were withering at a speed that was visible in the blink of an eye.

"Ah~"

The black-clothed ghost cultivator who came out of the flame of samadhi on his body let out an unwilling and terrifying scream, and then his spirit body lasted in the flames for almost ten breaths, and the flames disappeared, and his spirit body was almost transparent at this moment.

In these ten breaths, the spiritual power in Zhou Qing's body had almost recovered, he just stared at the black-clothed ghost who was close to the transparent and moved his mind, and the fire on his shoulder rushed out directly.

After a round trip, when Huo'er returned to Zhou Qing's shoulder, the spirit body of the black-clothed ghost cultivator was dissipating into a wisp of black smoke and dissipating into this heaven and earth.

After cleaning up a ghost cultivator, Zhou Qing looked at the diminutive white-clothed ghost cultivator.

"I'm curious, why did you watch me kill your little friend and not help?"

"Hehe, I'm a man who counts, since he doesn't want me to help, and I should get off him, then I naturally won't make a move on you when you fight. ”

From his words, one can hear a message, that is, there must be some gap between the two ghost cultivators, black and white.

The white-clothed ghost cultivator stood up from the stone, put his hands in the wide robe, and looked calm, looking like he was not the slightest surprised by Zhou Qing's battle with the black-clothed ghost cultivator just now.

"Your cultivation is good, and I think you should be a monk with earth spirit roots, if it weren't for that, your spiritual power would not be so strong. ”

Zhou Qing didn't pay attention to the other party's words, he just took a deep breath, sensed his recovered aura, and said, "What is the relationship between the old Taoist priest who led the heavenly thunder in your mouth just now and me?"

"What's important? At the moment, we should divide between the two of us, and at the same time we have to draw a line between life and death, and the answers to these questions are meaningless. ”

"You're right. ”

After a brief conversation, the white-clothed ghost cultivator took out the hand inserted in his robe, and then, with one hand in his hand, he sucked into the ground with the other hand into a claw, and immediately, an illusory lightsaber with a dazzling green light came out of the ground.