Zhang Mo looked around, and there were actually three monks who practiced qi at the eighteenth level who were also teleported to the vicinity.

Because it is stipulated that only monks in the Qi refining period can enter, but Xiao Chu and they have also been selected, and those who enter the Divine Mansion are all Qi cultivation eighteenth layer perfection.

And these three monks were all people brought by the ancestor of the Ying clan, and as soon as they found Zhang Mo, they leaned over with a fierce look in their eyes.

Although the Fire Qilin said that they could not unite to besiege one person, they could only fight alone, but as long as the three of them kept fighting with wheels, they could still consume one person to death.

Zhang Mo didn't care, not to mention the monks in the Qi refining period, even the monks in the foundation building period Zhang Mo would not be afraid.

His poisonous realm is a skill that can severely damage or even kill all the monks in the foundation building period, facing a group of monks in the qi refining period, there is naturally no pressure, even if the other party blocks the poisonous realm, with Zhang Mo's various means and the magic weapon in his hand, he can still easily kill the other party.

Now Zhang Mo is most worried about the test behind the fire qilin, the first test is to let 500,000 people fight each other, and there will not be too many people left, and so on, the difficulty of the second test and even the third test will be very unheavenly.

"This kid is still wandering?" said one of the three members of the Win clan, "Kill him quickly!"

"Let me come!" One person couldn't wait to sacrifice a pair of copper cymbals, and the spiritual power in his body was poured in, and the palm-sized copper cymbals emitted a layer of white light, and then quickly cut towards Zhang Mo's head.

Zhang Mo frowned, and a blood-red flying sword shot out from between his eyebrows, slashing at the oncoming copper cymbals with an indomitable momentum.

"Open the world!"

It is the first style of Pangu swordsmanship, which opens the world!

Pangu opened the world, split the chaos with the Pangu axe, and created a new world, this Pangu swordsmanship was created according to the momentum of Pangu opening the world.

A sword slashed out, and a crimson sword light immediately formed, and with a violent aura, it quickly slashed through the copper cymbal and slashed at the body of the Win clansman.

Burst!

The Win clan man was split in half and fell to the left and right.

Before the other two Win clansmen could react, the Win clansman who was in the middle of the sword was split in half by Zhang Mo's sword.

All this happened between lightning and flint, and Zhang Mo killed a monk of the same rank with a raised hand.

"What a fast sword, such a domineering swordsmanship!" the other two Win clansmen immediately showed cautious expressions.

Zhang Mo looked at the other two with a relaxed expression, for the three monks who were also eighteenth level consummation of Qi training, without the assistance of secret methods or top-notch magic weapons, Zhang Mo did not have the slightest pressure, but Zhang Mo was not too relaxed in his heart, after all, the lion fought the rabbit with all his strength.

"Die!" one of the Win clansmen took the lead.

I saw that he sacrificed a small black bell, which was only the size of a fist, and it was not only black but also mixed with some blood, which looked like it was not a righteous thing.

"Dang!"

The spiritual power in this Win clan's body was infused into it, and the small bell in front of him immediately shook itself, and then let out a palpitating sound.

A translucent ghost immediately appeared on the black small bell, and as soon as this powerful ghost appeared, it pounced on Zhang Mo, this small bell turned out to be a tool to drive away the ghost soldiers, it seems that this Win clan is not practicing any righteous path exercises, but this is also normal, after all, the immortal cultivation family does not have so many scruples, and whatever exercises are powerful, they will practice whatever exercises are powerful.

However, the strength of this ghost soldier is obviously not strong, the body is translucent, and there will be no cold aura that covers the sky when it appears, and it has failed to cause the vision of heaven and earth, it should be said that it is just a junior ghost soldier.

However, even such a junior ghost soldier is fatal to some monks who have not cultivated the Yin Soul Restraint Technique, because the attacks of these ghost soldiers directly act on the soul.

"Although my ghost soldier is a junior ghost soldier, more than a dozen monks of the same rank have died at my hands before and after. "The eyes of the Win clan are full of confidence. "After killing him later, I will definitely master the swordsmanship he used before, even if I kill everyone who gets in the way!"

This Win clan member has already planned to kill the same clan next to him after killing Zhang Mo, so that he can swallow Zhang Mo's swordsmanship alone, and at the same time he can also get the magic weapons and spirit stones on the three people, such a transaction value, if he is in the outside world, he will never dare to do this, because the ancestor of the Win clan is not allowed to fight with the same clan, but in this divine mansion, killing a fellow clan, no one will find out.

Zhang Mo's Pangu swordsmanship is a rare anti-heaven supernatural power, thinking that there was no opponent among the monks of the same level in the Kunpeng Continent back then, and even killing the enemy by crossing the level with the Pangu sword is commonplace, and anyone who sees it will be moved.

The junior ghost soldier was completely submerged in Zhang Mo's body, and Zhang Mo only felt a cold aura burrowing into the soles of his feet, and at the same time began to rush to his head.

"Pure Yang Power!"

Zhang Mo did not hesitate to use the power of pure yang, and the junior ghost soldier wanted to devour Zhang Mo's soul proudly at first, because although the immortal cultivators were physically strong, there were very few who could cultivate the soul, and people like Zhang Mo who did not have the divine light of the body and did not have the pure yang exercises, they were simply unguarded courtyards, they could come and leave if they wanted.

But he miscalculated, Zhang Mo relied on Zhu Guo to change his physique and have the acquired pure yang body, which can mobilize the power of pure yang, this pure yang power restrains all the cold ghosts in the world, even if you have a high level of ghost soldiers, of course, if it is the level of the ghost king, although it is affected, it can still kill Zhang Mo, this is because the strength of the ghost king can in turn restrain the power of pure yang, so that the impact on himself is minimized.

In an instant, the junior ghost soldier was wrapped in Zhang Mo's pure yang power, and the pure yang power like sunlight wrapped the junior ghost soldier, and the junior ghost soldier immediately let out a howl of pain.

"Shangxian spares my life, I am willing to surrender to Shangxian!" the junior ghost soldier said.

"Can you take refuge in me?" Zhang Mo asked with some surprise, "Could it be that he can only drive you, but not control you?"

"Yes!" the junior ghost soldier's voice trembled a little, "His soul strength is not enough, he can only rely on that little bell to drive me, and every time he drives me, he needs to feed the little bell with essence blood so that I don't eat him." ”

"You sign a soul contract with me!" Zhang Mo's consciousness moved, and a small black ring was suspended above the head of the junior ghost soldier, and this small black ring was composed of dense mystical runes.

Then Zhang Mo withdrew the power of pure yang, and the junior ghost soldier gave up resistance, allowing the small black ring to fall on top of his head, clamping it on his forehead, and then submerging into it.