Suddenly, a black shadow appeared from the mist of the illusion, Hao Ren laughed fiercely, at this time he had completed the stimulation of the secret method of the Demon Dao, and his face was shiny and youthful, as if he was in the prime of life when he was twenty years old.

I felt that my body was full of infinite energy and mana, and I didn't care, just a little bit of it, a fireball was about to be thrown over.

The black shadow flickered, suddenly from one to two, then from two to four, and finally from four to eight, and pounced on here from all directions.

"Hmph! Carving insect skills!" Hao Ren sneered, and with a gesture of his hand, a dark shield jumped out of the palm of his hand, rising in the wind, and soon became as big as a grinding plate, blocking in front of him.

The eight black shadows were not afraid of death, and they pounced one after another, and they heard a loud bang, and a black shadow was smashed to pieces, and the shield flashed with a flash of inspiration, but it shook slightly, and it was not damaged at all.

The seven black shadows that followed did not flinch, and their movements scattered sensitively, rushing towards Hao Ren from all angles.

But I heard a thud bang, and the shield was suspended in mid-air, as if it was being pulled by an invisible silk thread, and it flew sharply from front to back, left and right, turning into a black wind, smashing all those black shadows.

Hao Ren was even more proud, sneering again and again, and a touch of mockery pouted at the corner of his mouth. It turns out that this shield is not an extraordinary product, it is a magic weapon that can only be driven by immortal masters, and it is also a medium-grade magic weapon, called "Wind Shield", which is much more powerful than the spirit tools used by the body refiners.

Compared with the spirit tool, the magic weapon does not need the spirit stone as energy, but directly relies on the mana of the immortal cultivator as the drive, so the energy flow is more pure and smooth;

This wind shield is a reward that Hao Ren received from the elder of the sect, and it is worth more than thousands of spirit stones, not that the elder of the Jindan stage can't give him a better reward, but his cultivation is too low, his qualifications are poor, and it is difficult to drive too good magic weapons, so this medium-grade wind shield is the best choice.

After being cultivated in the dantian by Hao Ren for so many years, the power is already equivalent to a high-level spiritual tool, and it is invincible to fight with immortal masters of the same level, no wonder he despises Zhang Di's methods so much, and his face shows disdain!

However, after defeating the eight black shadows one by one, Hao Ren couldn't help but exhale a breath of turbidity, feeling that there was some loss of mana, and he was slightly surprised by these doorways that Zhang Di had created with the third-level cultivation of the body refinement. Immediately remembering that this was probably the mysterious meteor work, Zhang Di became so difficult, his heart suddenly became hot, his eyes burned and glowed, and he secretly cursed "little beast", gritting his teeth to capture Zhang Disheng alive, torture him well and then kill him!

Just as Hao Ren was silently swallowing and adjusting his internal breath, suddenly the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, and many tiny ice crystals appeared in the air.

"Huh?" Hao Ren's expression froze, and he stretched out his finger to the wind shield in front of him, increasing the injection of mana, only to see that the wind shield increased by three points, protecting him tightly.

He didn't support him, and he pinched a little bit of sixteen cloud ropes, and drilled into the illusion to stir back and forth, planning to make a name for himself no matter what kind of fame Zhang Di wanted to do, he would first defend against the enemy and the outside.

In terms of the fifth layer of his Qi refining period, driving the Wind Shield, sixteen Cloud Ropes, and his own mana shield at the same time was already the limit, and at this time, he couldn't help but gasp, and drops of sweat flowed from his forehead.

The three demons who were clinging to the bite on their bodies also let out an anxious roar, biting his body and desperately sucking the essence, and at the same time feeding back the vitality to support his mana consumption at this time.

"Come on, little brute, let me see what you do?"

Just as he gritted his teeth and cursed, suddenly there was a cold air in front of him, accompanied by a faint blue cold wind blowing out, and more than a dozen blue ice picks swished out and swooped towards him.

"Ice Pick Technique!" Hao Ren's pupils shrank, he didn't expect Zhang Di to be able to release the spell, he was shocked from the bottom of his heart, and hurriedly drove the wind shield to resist it.

Bang bang bang......

After a sharp sound, more than a dozen ice picks smashed into pieces, and a large area of frost white filled his eyes, obscuring his vision.

Hao Ren breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that the power of these ice picks was much smaller than expected, and it was not as powerful as the real ice pick technique released by the immortal master, and his mind turned, and he suddenly understood: "It's just a spirit control bracelet that can release the ice pick technique!

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he was about to shoot out a few fireballs, blasting all the frost and mist in front of him, when suddenly the hairs on his body stood on end, and a real killing force approached from the top of his head.

"No! this is a trick for the little beast!" he was shocked, and without hesitation, he stretched out his finger to the wind shield in front of him, and quickly moved towards the top of his head.

It was too late, there was a chirp, and countless black dots shot out from the top of his head close at hand, and before he could get closer, the high-pitched air trembling had already made him dizzy, and he could imagine what terrible power these black dots contained!

Hao Ren was startled, and hurriedly squinted his eyes, and saw that strange spiritual power disturbances were rolling around each black spot, and they were frantically absorbing spiritual power from the surroundings, as if countless tiny whirlpools were shooting out.

"What! is this...... This scene made him unbelievable, and after reacting, he quickly bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on the wind shield, and shouted: "Hurry like a law, block!"

The Wind Shield instantly had a flash of inspiration, hitting those black dots head-on, and with a bang, the Wind Shield was blown to a crumbling surface, and several dents appeared on the surface. About seventy percent were blocked, and thirty percent crossed the wind shield and shot directly at Hao Ren's body, beating the mana shield on his body into light and darkness, shaking violently, as if it would burst at any time.

Hao Ren was shocked and angry, and hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue, and spit out another mouthful of essence blood, forcibly increasing the output of mana, which barely maintained the mana shield.

Before he could catch his breath, a figure flashed in mid-air, jumped out of the air, covered in blood, his eyes were murderous, and a black shadow in his hand swept away, making a crackling sound, wrapping his mana shield and began to tighten rapidly.

Hao Ren looked intently and recognized that the black shadow was a thick and unusual thorny rattan with spikes on it, flickering with bursts of fire, and the other end was emitted from the palm of Zhang Di.

"What? What is this?" Hao Ren blurted out in surprise.

At this time, the iron-masked man guarding on the side saw that his master had fallen, roared angrily, pounced, picked up his thick fist and struck at Zhang Di's temple.

Zhang Di squinted, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and with a swipe of one arm, he picked up the thorny rattan, and used Hao Ren, who was entwined in it, as a meat shield.

With a loud bang, the mana shield on Hao Ren's body was violently deformed, and he was knocked into a daze, and he didn't know where he was for a while.

The man in the iron mask only staggered a step to block the powerful blow, but the iron mask on his face flew out, and his long hair fluttered in the wind, revealing a face as resolute as a knife and an axe, and two grayish eyes looked at Zhang Di indifferently, as if he didn't know the pain.

When he saw this person's face clearly, Zhang Di was like being struck by lightning, and after being stunned for a while, he shouted: "Master......! Is that you?"