"Ah!" Shi Dong shouted in shock, seeing that this old enemy had been staying here, and it was clear that he was going to kill himself, he couldn't help but shout out.

"Don't scream, stinky little ghost!" the black-faced monk shouted angrily, and stretched out his large hand to grab the stone.

After that hand was infused with true qi, bursts of black smoke came out, and the wind became huge, and it actually sealed the stone movement around it, like a cage.

Shi Dong's hairs stood on end, this is a monk in the foundation building period, and he is still wearing the clothes of the secret guards of the sect, even if he shouts his throat here and attracts the guards of the sect, no one pays attention to him, and he thinks that he is a traitor to the sect and was captured by the secret guards!

At the moment of life and death, Shi Dong hurriedly poured his true qi into Yu Ruyi, and as soon as an emerald green energy shield flashed on his body, the black hand grabbed it.

Click......

There was a tooth-aching grinding sound, and the black hand grabbed the energy shield in the palm of his hand like pinching an egg shell, and the energy shield flickered and dimmed, as if it would burst at any time.

Shi Dong stood in the palm of his hand, and the uncertain light reflected his face uncertainly, so nervous that his heart almost stopped.

He felt that the mana in Yu Ruyi had dropped rapidly, and the full force of the foundation building monk's blow was really extraordinary, and in horror, he hurriedly urged the true qi to pour into Yu Ruyi, and barely supported the energy shield.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Stinky little imp, you want to see how long you can last under my 'ghost claw hand'?" the black-faced monk smirked, and increased his strength a little, pinching the energy shield into a dent, and the emerald green leaves on it flowed wildly, and it was about to crumble.

"No, this won't work!" Shi Dong secretly screamed. Hurriedly took out the fire refining blood wine. Raise your neck and take a big sip. Replenish the rapidly consumed true qi, and at the same time look around, wanting to see if there are any Demon Demon Sect monks passing by, even if you call over and interfere, you can take the opportunity to get out.

The black-faced monk is a high-grade secret guard of the sect, and he has carried out assassination missions before, but just as soon as he saw Shi Dong's expression, he knew what he had in mind. Immediately clenched the "ghost claw hand", grabbed the stone and strode towards the secluded place, and said with a smile: "Little ghost, don't fight any ghost ideas that others will save you, there were originally some sect guards patrolling around here, but they were all driven away by me." Even if you shout in your throat, no one will hear you!"

As he spoke, he had already walked into a remote mountain col with Shi Dong, and looked at Shi Dong's nose sweating, his face flushed. Drinking the fire refining blood nourishing wine one after another, the true qi on his body is soft and continuous. It was always barely able to continue, so that the turquoise energy shield would collapse several times, but it was still supported under the weight of the "Ghost Claw Hand".

This black-faced monk couldn't help but secretly admire, he knew that his "ghost claw hand" was a secret technique that he was good at, not to mention the little monk in the qi training period, that is, the monk in the foundation building period was caught by surprise and was caught by a hand, and then if he wanted to get rid of it, he could only fight for true qi cultivation, and those with strong true qi could break free, otherwise they would be pinched to death by heavy pressure.

Shi Dong is only the fifth layer of Qi refining, and his True Qi cultivation is like a mantis arm as a car compared to his foundation building period, but he can actually hold on to the tea time under the kneading of the ghost claw hand, isn't it very wrong!

The black-faced monk was secretly anxious, and suddenly opened his mouth and shouted angrily: "Stinky little ghost! How long will you die? Hmph! Even if you have medicinal wine and this talisman to help, you are not my opponent! Watch me pinch your tortoise shell, pinch out your intestines and stomach, and let you die a miserable death!"

With this angry shout, a skull appeared from his mouth, which was the blood skull magic weapon of his housekeeper, and as a result, after each sound was blessed by the skull, it turned into a sonic attack like an axe and chisel, aiming at the jade Ruyi shield and chiseling away.

Boom!boom......

The jade ruyi shield shook violently, its luster flickering on and off, and the turquoise leaves in it worked wildly, resisting the invisible sonic attacks.

However, Shi Dong knew that the green leaves were the energy core of Yu Ruyi, and there were already some cracks on it that were difficult to see with the naked eye, and even Yu Ruyi itself had become hot and hot, and a fine crack had been cracked on it, which had been used to the extreme.

With a few more blows like this, Yu Ruyi will blow up, and then the energy shield will crumble, and what awaits him is the tragic end of being crushed into pulp.

I thought of my mother and sister who had been waiting for him, I remembered that I had worked hard in the Demon Gate for so long, and I had just gained a huge harvest, but I didn't have time to taste it, and I remembered the beautiful dreams he had in the inheritance of the Demon Venerable......

Shi Dong was furious, and a fierce fire burned upwards from the center of his foot, and exploded above his head.

"No! I don't want to die!" he clenched his fists and screamed, and the momentum of his whole body rose sharply.

"Huh, what's going on?" The black-faced monk was taken aback as he felt that the energy shield under Ghost Claw's hand suddenly became hot and hard, burning his Ghost Claw's hand so snorting that it was almost impossible to grasp.

He contracted his pupils and let out his divine thoughts and swept them violently, only to see some spiritual energy gushing out from the top of his head, although these spiritual energies were not much, but mixed into Yu Ruyi's yin energy shield, they produced a wonderful effect.

Aura belongs to yang and yin in the energy of heaven and earth, and this fusion of yin and yang has actually achieved an effect far beyond the strength of Shi Dong itself.

Strength multiplied!

"Stinky little ghost, you ...... How is it possible that you have a dual cultivation of spirit and demon?" the black-faced monk couldn't help but exclaim, a look of horror projected in his pupils.

He couldn't believe that he had seen the miracle of the dual cultivation of spirit and demon in Shi Dong, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old young monk!

It is rumored that the head of the first generation of the Demon Demon Sect is the dual cultivation of spirit and demon, and the head of this generation is originally a human monk who descended from the fairy world, and the origin exercise is to cultivate the spiritual root and refine the spiritual energy. But he was later stationed on the Devil's Mountain, and he obtained part of the Demon Dao Exercises, and in order to resist the Yin Qi of the underworld, he had to turn to the Yin Qi and created the "Chakra Turning Evil Divine Skill".

But how difficult it is for the dual cultivation of spirit and demons, the head of the first generation himself went crazy, his meridians were disordered, and he was killed by his disciples.

After so many years, few people in the sect still dare to try the dual cultivation of spirit and demon, just because they must have their own spiritual roots, and absorb yin energy and spiritual energy at the same time, but if they are not properly controlled, they will go mad and die after practicing for a long time.

As a result, no one dared to practice this set of exercises. It's lost. Only a few people in the upper echelons of the sect still know about the existence of this set of exercises.

The black-faced monk couldn't believe it if he was killed. Shi Dong, a young monk who had only been in the beginner for two years, actually cultivated the dual cultivation method of spirit and demon, he ...... Where did he get his secrets?

Don't say he doesn't know, even Shi Dong himself is ignorant, the dual cultivation method of spirit and demon that he inadvertently cultivated was obtained from the mysterious ghost control technique passed down from the sect, and that exercise allowed him to absorb the spiritual energy and yin qi of heaven and earth at the same time, and then use the transformation of spirit and ghost. Store it in your mind.

The yin energy sinks and is stored in the dantian sea, and the spiritual energy rises and is stored in the sea of divine thoughts.

In this way, yin and yang coexist, and the heavenly dome and the earth cover of the human body are temporarily balanced.

But this is not a permanent balance, with the gradual enhancement of the yin qi aura, in the back, it will collide and agitate in the stone moving body, if it cannot be completely fused, what awaits him is the collapse of the veins and death.

A problem that a generation of leaders can't solve perfectly. How can he solve the problem of a little qi refining cultivator who is not very qualified?

The situation is critical. Neither of them thought much about it, and as soon as Shi Dong noticed that the pressure of the ghost claw's hand was slightly loosened, he immediately struggled with all his strength, and jumped out of the palm of the black-faced monk.

"Stinky boy, where to go!" the black-faced monk slammed his ghost claw hand and grabbed at the stone.

As soon as Shi Dong's feet landed, his legs suddenly became weak, and he almost didn't sit on the ground, it turned out that Fang Cai's aura and yin qi were used at the same time, and he had already squeezed his great potential, and at this time he really didn't even have the strength to walk.

He rolled around, dodging the ghost's claw, and as a result, he brushed the ground beside him, and with a thud of gravel and dirt, there was a shallow pit on the ground that was one foot deep and three feet wide.

Shi Dong was shocked, and he didn't know where he came from, and he suddenly urged his true qi, and he actually jumped up from the ground, and ran out of the mountain col with his legs, shouting in his mouth: "Someone!

The black-faced monk was even angrier when he heard this, thinking to himself what this stinky boy was screaming about, and if he brought others in, he would be in great trouble!

Immediately, he drove the black cloud, flew in the air, chased after the galloping stone movement from behind, and released the blood skull magic weapon, suspended in mid-air and spewed out a large stream of black wind, turning into a black dragon to block the stone movement from the front.

Shi Dong's true qi was almost exhausted at this time, his hands and feet were sore, but the idea of survival was still supporting, so he simply summoned the puppeteers, bloodthirsty strong ghosts and light spirit ghosts, knowing that he was invincible, with the idea of resisting for a while, he commanded them to rush up to resist, but they were hit crooked by the black wind, and it was difficult to support.

He gritted his teeth, reached into his arms, and grabbed a lot of talismans, and threw all the fireball techniques, ice bullet techniques, yin wind techniques, and lightning bolts behind him.

In an instant, in the pitch-black and cold Devilish Mountain, fiery red fireballs, crystal blue ice bullets, black tornadoes with wind blades roaring, and inky black light flashed in all directions.

Bang bang bang!

Under the chaotic explosion, the black-faced monk was unable to move an inch, and was forced to land from mid-air, driving the magic weapon to resist with all his might.

While resisting, ......he scolded: "Stinky little ghost! Where did you get all those talismans? You're kind of fucking just throwing them away, and I'm going to see how many talismans you have?"

The black-faced monk had a great headache about Shi Dong's talisman tactics, and he had set up a place in the ghost pond before, causing the black water ghost to fight with him inexplicably, and now seeing Shi Dong throwing talismans out as if he didn't want money, he was naturally angry, and at the same time, he was extremely surprised, I don't know where Shi Dong got so many talismans.

Shi Dong did not show weakness, and scolded with a stalk on his neck: "Black turtle, dead king eight, you come to catch the master! The master has a talisman shop at home, don't say a little bit, no matter how much the master can take out, you wait!"

As he spoke, he took out a large handful of talismans and threw them away as if he didn't want money.

The two formed a stalemate for a while, and they were secretly complaining in their hearts.

The black-faced monk was originally seriously injured, but after meditating and healing, his strength recovered to fifty percent of the previous one, and he wanted to take down Shi Dong quickly, but who knew that it had dragged on for so long now, and he had to deal with Shi Dong's endless talisman attacks.

His true qi was rapidly depleted at the moment, and he saw that there were only two percent left, and if he ran out, he would really have to hold his nose and retreat.

Just because in this dangerous Demonic Mountain, a foundation building monk who has exhausted his true qi is like a minor monk in the Qi refining stage, and the danger will increase exponentially for him. So the more stalemate, the more bitter I feel in my heart.

As far as Shi Dong was concerned, although he temporarily resisted the opponent's attack with the help of the talisman, he was tightly wrapped in the black wind spewed out by the blood skeleton in all directions, and he couldn't rush out at all. Moreover, his true qi has been exhausted, and the talisman is being used less and less, and it can't last long at all.

The situation is getting more and more dangerous, and there is not even a ghost around him, and there is no way to expect anyone to pass by and save him.

Shi Dong turned his heart sideways, and simply followed the other party to the end, he didn't believe that the other party resisted so many talismans, and his true qi would not be greatly lost?

So he simply sat down cross-legged, threw a few talismans, drank a sip of fire refining blood nourishing wine, and quietly restored the true qi in his body. This well-groomed appearance made the black-faced monk even more angry, and he couldn't help but rush forward several times, but he was resisted by the stone movement and puppet people, the two-headed spirit ghosts, and the talisman.

"Hahaha! Come on, come on! There are so many talismans in the master, you black turtle come to catch the master!" suddenly saw Shi move his eyes dripping, and his mouth cracked and laughed and scolded, that look very proud.

It was as if he was the one who had the upper hand at this time, and it was the other party who was surrounded.

"Stinky little ghost, you're looking for death!" the black-faced monk shouted angrily, simply urging all the remaining true qi, stretching out a little blood skull magic weapon, and stepping up to spew out black wind, circling around the stone to gather momentum, so as to kill this blow.

Seeing Shi Dong grinning, he stretched out his hand into his arms, and suddenly his face changed, and he couldn't take out the talisman anymore.

"Hahaha, thief, have you run out of talismans?" The black-faced monk was overjoyed when he saw this, and he had no scruples, and drove the black wind towards the stone movement with all his might.

Seeing that the black wind was about to pounce on Shi Dong, he grinned, took out a talisman from his arms and slapped it on the top of his head, and suddenly a white light flashed, and he was covered with a layer of crystal white body protection magic cover.

"Huh, Mixed Element Cover?" The black-faced monk suddenly recognized that Shi Dong had actually touched out a defensive Mixed Yuan Cover Talisman, and this one cost 100 Evil Spirit Stones.

"Stinky boy, it's really good!" he cursed, and after a moment's pause, he urged the black wind to pounce.

The puppeteers, bloodthirsty hercules, and light ghosts pounced together to resist in balls, but they were knocked away by the black wind, and their momentum only weakened a few points, and they pounced towards the stone movement again.

With a strange smile on his face, Shi Dong once again took out a talisman and put it on his chest, while sneering: "You're dead!" Before the words fell, his body became virtual and drilled into the ground.

"Escape Talisman?" The black-faced monk was stunned for a moment, and suddenly heard the sound of a rapid breaking through the air behind his head, and a fierce attack that only a Tsukiji monk could send came at him. (To be continued......)