Chapter 115: Turmoil in Fang City (5)

. After hearing Zhao Zhen's words, the bloodshot eyes of the black-robed man could almost burst into flames. Of all the heels he had planted, there was nothing more than this one. Although he was not proficient in the way of elixir, the black-robed man had heard of the Netherworld Blue Flame Scatter. As long as it has aura, it will burn violently as soon as it comes into contact with the Netherworld Blue Flame Scatter until the spiritual power is exhausted. If you don't know how to lift it, you can only watch the flames burn your lifeline. Thinking that now the lifeline is difficult to protect and even have to be cut off painfully, from now on the man's majesty will be gone forever and become a eunuch, at this moment, the heart of the black-robed man seems to be dripping blood.

However, the sins of heaven can be lived, but the sins of oneself cannot be lived. If it weren't for the black-robed people and Beiyi Villa colluding with each other to attack Zhao Zhen's master, how could Zhao Zhen do such a poisonous move? Now he can't complain about Zhao Zhen's ruthlessness!

Looking at the raging fire under his crotch, the black-robed man roared through the sky, and the flying sword in his hand flashed coldly, and suddenly his crotch was drenched in blood. For the sake of his life, the black-robed man finally cut his lifeline ruthlessly.

"Oops, I forgot to tell my seniors. In fact, the seniors can also wrap the lower body with soil, and the fire can be extinguished in a short time!" Looking at the bloody lower body of the black-robed man, Zhao Zhen showed a remorseful expression on his face, and said very regretfully: "Alas, it's all because it's not good, I didn't tell the seniors earlier, I didn't expect the seniors to be so unable to withstand the test." But that's fine, it's cut a hundred!"

"You!" After hearing Zhao Zhen's teasing, the black-robed man had cracked his teeth, roared angrily, and rushed towards Zhao Zhen like the wind: "Today, the old man is going to cut you with a thousand knives!"

Looking at the black-robed man rushing towards him with angry eyes and gnashing teeth, Zhao Zhen smiled and drove the five Yuanying puppets to protect him, and said with a smile: "Haven't the seniors discovered that there is not much spiritual power left in their bodies?"

This ......" The black-robed man was shocked when he heard this, and after some inspection, he soon found that the spiritual power in his body was rapidly draining, or it would disappear in a short time. After the inspection, the black-robed man looked horrified, and suddenly roared: "What did you do to the old man?"

"Hehe, at the beginning, the seniors in Fang City suspected the identity of the third-grade alchemist, and in the next place, they just took the opportunity to apply some spirit dispersing ointment on the hands of the seniors when they took the pill test!" Seeing that the black-robed man's angry face became frightened again, Zhao Zhen was like a kind old man, and the smile on his face became a little kinder: "Just now you used your spiritual power to make the effect of the medicine attack, and now you will be exhausted in a few moments!"

In fact, Zhao Zhen had already taken into account that the other party might question his identity as an alchemist from the beginning of setting up a stall to sell pills, after all, his cultivation was low, and it was too surprising that he could refine the pills of the three turns. And Zhao Zhen happened to take advantage of this, and when he handed the three-turn pill to the black-robed man to check the authenticity, he took the opportunity to rub the scattered spirit paste that he had prepared from his cuff on the hand where he handed the pill, and poisoned it when it came into contact with the black-robed man's hand, so as to achieve the effect of being unaware of the ghosts. Subsequently, Zhao Zhen said that he would use the blood of the spiny centipede in the Jindan stage as a medicine to lure the black-robed people out of Fang City and into the depths of the barren mountains to find them, so as to avoid the use of force in Fang City that might alarm the monks sitting in Fang City. After entering the barren mountain, Zhao Jianming came out with him for a long time, but in fact, he lured a giant python at the peak of Jindan to fight with the black-robed man, and he seized the opportunity to use the Netherworld Blue Flame to sneak attack. After all, the difference in strength between Zhao Zhen and the black-robed people is too big, even if there are five Yuan Infant puppets to help, but due to the limited scope of the puppet's action, Zhao Zhen has no certainty of winning. However, Zhao Zhen's use of the Netherworld Blue Flame Scatter was to further consume the spiritual power of the black-robed man, after all, there was a lot of spiritual power in the body of the Yuanying master, and it was not so easy to exhaust it. When the black-robed man's crotch caught fire, the first thing he thought of when he couldn't extinguish it was to use spiritual power to extinguish the fire, but he didn't know that he happened to fall into the trap set by Zhao Zhen's heavy layout!

After listening to Zhao Zhen's words, the hearts of the black-robed people were filled with a chill! A junior was so scheming that he set up a lot of traps to play with himself, a master of the Yuanying, and even cut off his lifeline, how could he swallow this breath without revenge?

Looking at Zhao Zhen viciously, the black-robed man took out a brown-green gecko from the Qiankun bag and swallowed it into his belly. With a low roar, the black-robed man's whole body suddenly released blood-colored brilliance and wrapped his body. After a burst of red light, the black-robed man walked out of the smoke, a pair of eyes full of resentment stared at Zhao Zhen, no matter how physical he looked, he was completely demonized!

Now the black-robed man is two feet tall, with his mouth baring fangs, two pitch-black curved horns on his head, and an iron tail covered with scales and armor behind him, and his body is covered with black and red demon patterns, revealing an indescribable evil aura. From the face, the original face of the black-robed man could be faintly seen. But his eyes showed a turquoise fierce light, full of bloodthirsty killing aura, and there was no human appearance at all.

The demonized black-robed man glanced at Zhao Zhen coldly, and his figure flashed, shooting towards Zhao Zhen like an arrow.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhen's face sank, and he hurriedly drove the five Yuanying puppets to protect the front, and he shot backwards to dodge. Although the black-robed man did not have much spiritual power left under Zhao Zhen's calculations, his cultivation was much higher than Zhao Zhen after all, and now he was demonized and his strength was stronger, so Zhao Zhen had to be careful. After all, Zhao Zhen was a decent practitioner in his previous life, and he didn't know a lot about demonic skills. But as soon as he retreated a certain distance, Zhao Zhen's eyes were startled, and his body dodged to the side quickly.

"Huh~"

A soft sound came, and Zhao Zhen almost heard the sound at the same time, and a sharp pain came from the right shoulder of his body, only to see that the blood on his right shoulder flowed, and there was an extra finger-thick blood hole!.