The casual cultivator can be called a relatively special existence in the group of cultivators. Most of the casual cultivators are lucky people who accidentally obtained the practice of the exercises and have entered the world of cultivation from then on.

However, the wandering cultivators occupy the largest number of cultivators, but have the least cultivation resources. They have always been known for their poverty and poor methods. Most wandering cultivators have only about five or six levels of Qi training throughout their lives, and few have entered the advanced level of Qi training. And whether it is the magic weapon or magic at hand, they are pitifully few. Once they meet the disciples trained by the sect, the opponent will often defeat the more with less and the weak with the strong. So that most families or disciples of the sect look disdainful when talking about the wandering cultivators.

The old man who appeared in front of Bai Zeyu not only had his cultivation level of qi training, but also brought an extremely dangerous feeling to Bai Zeyu when he looked at him. The pores all over his body were erect and his hair was creepy.

Moreover, from the other party's waist hanging storage bags and spirit beast bags, you can see that the other party's financial resources are extraordinary, which makes Bai Zeyu, who was originally careless, and constantly guesses the other party's origin and identity in his heart.

The monk Mazi standing beside him retreated repeatedly as if he had received a general amnesty, but he was also a little surprised and confused when he looked at the old man.

As a casual cultivator who has been living in Gaochang City for many years, Mazi monk is sure that there is no existence in the entire Gaochang country that meets the identity of an old man. After all, if a high-level cultivator appears among the casual cultivators, it is a major event that can cause a sensation. How could he remain unknown?

The old man walked slowly and walked up the platform step by step along the stairs, as if there was no difference from an ordinary old man.

"Since both sides are ready, then let's start!"

As a strong man sent by Gaochang Kingdom shouted loudly, everyone immediately looked at the platform with attention. However, whether it was Bai Zeyu or the old man, the two of them were facing each other from afar, without any action.

"What, if you're scared, just get out by yourself."

As a trace of ignorant and cold evil spirit emerged from the old man, Bai Zeyu's brow frowned slightly. Even if he was more than ten feet away, he felt a ignorant and cold rushing towards him.

Just a trace of leaking aura showed such power. I am afraid the other party's practice of martial arts has a great origin.

However, Bai Zeyu was not afraid. He first cast a ground-attribute shield on himself, and then summoned two skeleton soldiers in a row with his hand to test the opponent's background.

The monk Mazi, who was standing in the distance watching the battle, changed his face first.

The extraordinaryness can be seen from the aura of the two skeleton soldiers holding magic weapons. If you fight with the other party, you may be able to kill yourself on the spot.

The disciples of the great sect are really as terrifying as the legends?

"Hey, it's a bit interesting!"

The appearance of two skeleton soldiers made the old man look a little strange. With a smile on his face, a scarlet halo spurted out from his eyes and landed on the two skeleton soldiers who were rushing towards the old man quickly.

However, the old man's confident spell was useless. The two skeleton soldiers only swayed slightly from the soul fire and no longer reacted.

As the controller of the skeleton soldier, Bai Zeyu was surprised to find that two slender and tough mental forces were actually attached to the soul fire of the skeleton soldier, trying to cut off Bai Zeyu's spiritual connection and thus seize control of the skeleton soldier.

However, before Bai Zeyu could counterattack, the two mental forces had just invaded the soul fire, and were wiped out by an invisible force in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

The old man looked shaking and his reaction was extremely fast. Just as the mental power was erased, his mind cut off the connection between the two mental powers and himself. At the slight cost of losing some mental power, he avoided the serious consequences of mental backlash.

Even so, the old man was still stunned for half a breath. When he realized it, the two skeleton soldiers held up sword-shaped magic weapons, which were already close.

"roll!"

With the old man's gloomy shout, a ball of dark and cold air gushed out from his body, and instantly split into two and fell on the two skeleton soldiers, which immediately condensed the two skeleton soldiers into two white ice sculptures. Whether it was the magic shield held by the skeleton soldiers or the earth-attribute shields placed on their bodies, they had no defensive effect in the black gas.

Even though it was just for temptation, the old man actually easily dealt with the two skeleton soldiers, which made Bai Zeyu's back unable to help but feel cold.

Even if a foundation-building monk does not use magic, he may not be able to seize the power of the old man to remove the two skeleton soldiers so lightly. Could it be that the other party is actually a Jindan monk?

However, as soon as this idea appeared, it was immediately overturned by Bai Zeyu.

If he was really a Jindan monk, how could he waste his words with Bai Zeyu? How could he reduce his identity and participate in such a poor competition? As long as he showed his reputation, Gao Changguo would definitely present the ore vein with both hands without saying a word.

"Kneel down and beg for mercy, maybe leave you a way out!"

Accompanied by the other party's erotic words, the two ice sculptures next to them fell to the ground in the crisp sound of shattering, disintegrating in pieces, and even the magic weapon wrapped in it was no exception.

Such power made the monks present look pale and were completely shocked by the other party. When they looked at each other, they all saw panic and retreat in each other's pupils.

On the contrary, Bai Zeyu felt familiar at the moment when the ice sculpture was broken, as if he had seen a related description somewhere. After a little thought, his eyes lit up slightly, and he suddenly remembered some of the records he saw when he was looking for the origin of the Yinyun Ling at the station not long ago.

"I didn't expect that the Jue Youyin Demon, who was famous in the world, broke free from the seal and possessed him in a Qi training cultivator."

As Bai Zeyu spoke out the name of Jue Youyin Demon, the old man's expression was stiff. After staring at Bai Zeyu for a moment, he once again showed an extremely strange smile.

"I am worthy of being a disciple of the Youmo Sect. Hundreds of years have passed, and I still know my name, haha..."

The extremely sharp laughter immediately made the monks present feel a little painful in their eardrums, and they couldn't help but retreat. Many mortals even rolled their eyes and fainted on the ground.

Accompanied by the increasingly sharp laughter, black air continued to emerge from all over the old man's body, and his face shrouded in black air gradually became blurred and twisted. After a while, as the black air gradually disappeared, the original old man had transformed into a bald man with tall figures, red robe all over his body, and no grass on his head.

"Haha, I finally left that ghost place. Wait, I will repay the grudges and grievances of those back then one hundred times!"
Chapter completed!