Chen and Zhao, the two demon cultivators, were ambushing in an overgrown place at this time, waiting for the young Taoist priest to come over.

After a while, the young Taoist priest followed, but he didn't see the two demon cultivators wandering in place, looking as if he was hesitating to follow.

But then a mocking smile appeared on his face, and he looked at the place where Chen and Zhao were hiding, and shouted, "Are you planning to let me invite you out, Master, or do you come out obediently?"

"Do it!"

The demon cultivator surnamed Chen shouted angrily, and a jet-black magic weapon in his hand immediately came out of his hand and rushed straight to the door of the young Taoist priest.

And the demon cultivator surnamed Zhao on his side immediately surged on his body, and the whole person actually became taller, the muscles on his arms bulged, and the muscles on his chest even broke through his clothes, and his whole body was full of a feeling of strength.

This kind of immortal cultivators who specialize in cultivating the flesh are also found in the righteous path, especially in Buddhism, and the Fudo Ming Wang Decision in Buddhism is a similar body refining exercise, but the people of Buddhism generally regard the Fudo Ming Wang Decision as an auxiliary exercise, and few people will take the Fudo Ming Wang Decision as the main exercise.

At this time, the demon cultivator surnamed Zhao let out a beast-like roar in his throat, and pounced directly on the young Taoist, and his thick arm pinched the left and right hands of the young Taoist, intending to tear the young Taoist in half with his bare hands.

It's just that the corner of the young Taoist's mouth showed a sneer, and then his wrist flipped, and a shining diamond circle appeared in the young Taoist's hand, the size of the diamond circle was just enough to cover the head of an adult, and the whole body was glowing with a trace of blue light.

"Go!" The young Taoist priest threw the vajra ring into the air and smashed it directly into the head of the demon cultivator surnamed Zhao.

The demon cultivator surnamed Zhao relied on his strong body, and he actually pushed his head forward, wanting to directly fly the young Taoist priest's vajra circle.

Syllable!

The diamond circle directly hit the head of the demon cultivator surnamed Zhao, and the demon cultivator surnamed Zhao only felt that his head was buzzing, and he lost consciousness for a while, and his brain was blank.

"Brother Zhao be careful!" A shout faintly came from the ears of the demon cultivator surnamed Zhao, but this shout seemed to come from a far away, and it sounded a little vague.

When the demon cultivator surnamed Zhao regained consciousness, he saw the demon cultivator surnamed Chen looking at him with a shocked expression, and the young Taoist priest was staring at the demon cultivator surnamed Chen with an unkind expression.

"What's wrong?"

This was the last sentence of the demon cultivator surnamed Zhao in this world, after saying this, his head fell to the ground with a bone, and a puddle of black blood spurted out of his neck like a fountain, and then a headless corpse fell to the ground in a dull manner, smashing out a puff of dust.

The demon cultivator surnamed Chen looked directly at the young Taoist priest with an ugly face, the scene just now made his heart sink to the bottom, after the demon cultivator surnamed Zhao was hit in the head by the vajra circle, he stood in place as if he had been immobilized, and then, a simple small sword sacrificed by the young Taoist priest directly cut off his magic weapon, and at the same time, the head of the demon cultivator surnamed Zhao was cut off with a sword.

It's just that because of the excessive speed, after the young Taoist's small sword was slashed, the head of the demon cultivator surnamed Zhao was still in his neck, and it fell off after a while.

Then the young Taoist priest reached out without hesitation, and sucked the storage bag of the demon cultivator surnamed Zhao over, and then put it directly into his storage bag.

The first reaction of the demon cultivator surnamed Chen after seeing this scene was to run, although the young Taoist priest cultivated to the same level as them were the sixth level of qi training, but the magic weapon on the young Taoist priest was incomparable to the two of them.

And with such a top-level magic weapon, even if the demon cultivator surnamed Chen is confident that he can beat it, he has to retreat, after all, such a character often has a huge backstage behind him, and he gets into endless trouble.

It's just that in this situation, the other party doesn't seem to want to let go of himself. The demon cultivator surnamed Chen thought for a while, and suddenly showed a smile and said: "I think that Daoist friends have this cultivation at a young age, and they must be the dragon and phoenix among people, if they can let me go, everyone can be safe." ”

"Your strength is not high, but your ability to bluff people is quite high, do you think you can threaten me?" The young Taoist priest's voice was a little soft, but his tone was full of disdain.

The demon cultivator surnamed Chen smiled and said: "Cats have cat paths, dogs have dog paths, although I am not a disciple of a major sect, let alone a closed disciple of a great monk, but I have a middle-level Yin Fire Thunder Bead, if a Taoist friend wants to kill me, then I don't mind directly stimulating the Yin Fire Thunder Bead, and everyone will finish playing together." ”

The demon cultivator surnamed Chen flipped his hand as he spoke, and there was an egg-sized black bead on his palm, this bead was pitch black, and there were dark lightning flashes on the surface, which was the Yin Fire Thunder Bead that people in the Demon Cultivator liked to use.

"Are you threatening me?" the young Taoist priest's expression changed, and he said with some displeasure, "I hate it when others threaten me the most!"

Demon Xiu surnamed Chen didn't expect the young Taoist priest to be so excited, and immediately changed his tone and said: "Don't be excited, Daoist friends, I can send a great benefit to Daoist friends." ”

"Oh, the great good, tell me what it is?" said the young Taoist priest as he stroked his chin with his hand.

When the demon cultivator surnamed Chen saw the young Taoist's tone slowing down, he also secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, after all, immortal cultivators seek the way of immortality, and no one wants to give up their lives until the last moment.

"Do you know about the cold yin pear?" asked the demon cultivator surnamed Chen cautiously.

"Growing in a place where yin qi is strong, its fruit ripens once every two hundred years, and can be swallowed directly by alchemy, and it is cold in nature, and swallowing it directly can prevent the person who takes it from going mad. The young Taoist priest told the characteristics of the cold yin pear, and a trace of longing flashed in his eyes, but he was not too excited.

"Although Daoyou knows the characteristics of this Hanyin pear, Daoyou don't necessarily know that there will be some snakeberries near Hanyin pear. The demon cultivator surnamed Chen said with a smug look.

"Snakeberry, I've never heard of this kind of spirit fruit, you can't make it up to save your life, right?" The young Taoist priest looked at the demon cultivator surnamed Chen with a puzzled expression.

"I swear by the Supreme Demon God that what I said about Snakeberry is true. The face of the demon cultivator surnamed Chen showed a solemn look and swore an oath.

If the demon cultivator swears by the supreme demon god, although there will be no immediate problem if he violates the oath, but after the summary of the demon cultivator over the years, the situation is that anyone who violates the supreme demon god after swearing will eventually die miserably, without exception.

Therefore, the demon cultivator surnamed Chen swore by the supreme demon god, and the young Taoist priest also believed a little in his heart.

"I'll believe what you say, but what's the benefit of this snakeberry, if it's only the same effect as the cold yin pear, I won't care. The young Taoist priest's face immediately became unkind, and he really turned his face faster than turning a book.

The demon cultivator surnamed Chen hesitated for a while, and finally sighed and said: "I also accidentally saw this snakeberry from an ancient classic, and I haven't tested the specific effect myself, it is rumored that only the vicinity of the cold yin pear will have a certain chance of this snakeberry appearing, and if it is a place with strong yin qi, the easier it is for this snakeberry to survive." ”

"That classical book said that this snakeberry is a spiritual fruit that can refine the physique and improve the qualifications of immortal cultivators, just because the effect is too magical, there is not much left at that time. ”

After the demon cultivator surnamed Chen finished speaking, he stopped and stopped talking, he was waiting for the young Taoist priest to make a decision, and at the same time, his hand also clenched the Yin Fire Thunder Bead, if the young Taoist priest had a murderous intention, he would detonate the Yin Fire Thunder Bead, and when the time came, he would directly die together.

The young Taoist priest pondered for a while and said, "Are the two people you two following to find that snakeberry?"

"No, they're looking for the Hanyin pear, I don't think the two of them should know about snakeberries, but if they get to the vicinity of the Hanyin pear tree, they can probably find snakeberries as well. The demon cultivator surnamed Chen replied honestly.

"Okay, I'll spare your life for the time being, and you can lead the way. The young Taoist priest said with a deep groan.

The elixir that can improve the qualifications is very rare in the world of cultivating immortals, even with the family background of the young Taoist priest, he has never seen it so far, and now that he has this opportunity, the young Taoist priest naturally does not want to let it go, of course, he has already made up his mind, once he finds the snakeberry, he will directly solve the demon cultivation in front of him, after all, the good and the evil are not mutually exclusive.

And although the demon cultivator surnamed Chen was unwilling in his heart, because of the strength of the young Taoist, he could only honestly lead the way in front, but his eyes were rolling, obviously thinking about something, and the two of them just moved along Zhang Mo's route with their own hearts.

But at this time, Zhang Mo and Han Xin were in trouble again, and in front of them was a powerful ghost with a blue face and fangs, and many immortal cultivators who died in vain in the Yin Soul Valley became powerful ghosts in the Yin Soul Valley because their souls could not enter reincarnation, so they became powerful ghosts in the Yin Soul Valley to deal with these immortal cultivators who came to the valley.

Because they were immortal cultivators in their lifetime, they hated their fellow immortal cultivators after death, but the ghosts also depended on their strength, if they were ordinary ghosts, they could only use terrifying illusions to confuse others, but some ghosts could obtain ghost cultivation techniques by chance, and they might condense entities, so as to use ghost magic to hurt people, and even more, they cultivated into ghost pawns, and their strength was comparable to that of humans in the Qi training period, as for the strength of these ghost pawns, it depends on their cultivation time, and the longer the cultivation time, the stronger the strength.

Although Han Xin was an immortal cultivator, as soon as she saw this blue-faced and fanged ghost, she still subconsciously hid behind Zhang Mo.

"It's been a long time since I've sucked my spirit, and it looks like I'm going to make up for it today. This terrible ghost looked at Zhang Mo and Han Xin, and the corners of their mouths actually dripped a long stream of saliva.

From the inky black body on this powerful ghost and the saliva at the corner of his mouth, Zhang Mo can roughly judge that this is a ghost pawn who has condensed the entity, and his strength should be slightly higher than his own, although Zhang Mo can't sense the other party's spiritual power, but the fluctuation of energy can still be felt.

"Condense Yin into a Blade!" the powerful ghost roared, reaching out and grabbing it into the air, and the yin qi around him immediately began to condense into his palm.

In a moment, a pitch-black scythe appeared in the ghost's hand, and the blade of this scythe glowed with a hint of cold light, which looked extremely sharp.