Wu Tao muttered something in his mouth, and driven by his spiritual thoughts, the dangling golden rope seemed to come to life. It rose in the wind, and in an instant it was several feet long, and it stood with its head held high.
"Bind!"
As the mantra was chanted, the rope flew up directly, emitting a hazy golden light, and like a spiritual living creature, rolled up the last longevity fruit into his hand.
As quickly as possible, he put the longevity fruit in his hand into the jade box and immediately stored it in the storage bag.
Immediately, Wu Tao suspended in mid-air, a special high-grade magic weapon, the Soul Falling Bell.
The strange bells kept vibrating. Wu Tao's right hand pulled the bowstring of the golden python bow, and golden arrows shot out one after another.
Wu Tao's legs were not idle, and he quickly rushed towards the place where the outer disciples and monsters of the two sects were least and weakest.
Between controlling, attacking and defending, Wu Tao showed off the strength and courage of an elite disciple from a top sect's outer sect.
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Poor disciples from the two factions and the monster beasts in front of Wu Tao had just woken up from the shock and excitement of the bell.
When I saw a field of golden arrows in front of me, I felt horrified and had just finished half of my various reactions.
They either put their hands into their bags or tried to raise their body-protecting aura shield.
Either he lies on his back with his head raised and his claws are about to wave, or he leans over and wants to pounce with his teeth suddenly exposed.
Or at a loss...all kinds of shapes...
However, the time left for them to react is really insignificant. Even if they try their best, it is in vain and cannot be saved...
In the blink of an eye, the backs of the heads of more than a dozen outer disciples of the two sects and monster beasts bulged almost suddenly, and golden arrows stained with bright red, piercing the bones.
One after another, the corpses of the outer disciples of the two sects and the monster beasts were lying in a pool of blood.
Six corpses of monks and eight corpses of monsters were killed.
After dealing with them, there were only three monks and seven monster beasts left standing in front of Wu Tao.
Of course, Wu Tao was followed closely by dozens of outer disciples of the two sects and hundreds of monster beasts.
“Dragons and tigers lurk in the mountains and forests—immortal martial arts rule the world!”
Wu Tao's right foot suddenly stepped forward, using all his strength to activate the "Nine Transformations of Dragon and Tiger Yuan Gang".
A dazzling golden light appeared on the surface of his skin, and circles of illusory golden halos appeared on the back of his head.
Coupled with the power of "Armor-Breaking Dragon Child", the energy and blood in Wu Tao's body reached its limit as the spiritual power circulated.
Wu Tao punched and collapsed. This blow actually broke through his own limits and unleashed a force of ten thousand kilograms. Someone could stop him and kill the god, and a Buddha could stop him and kill him. He had an invincible momentum.
Sonorous!
The wind of the fist blasted out, roaring sounds were heard everywhere, a powerful shock wave vibrated, and several wrinkles opened in the surrounding air, and endless power spread everywhere.
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In front, several outer disciples of the two factions and several monster beasts were panicking. They were unable to do anything under the pull of this huge force.
I could only watch in despair, and finally turned into many fragments under this huge force!
Gray smoke and dust rose into the sky, and at some point, it turned blood red. The strong smell of blood was so disgusting!
There was blood rain in the sky.
Several outer disciples of the two sects and several monster beasts in front were directly blown to pieces and turned into countless pieces of flesh and blood. Blood fell on the ground like raindrops.
In the smoke and dust rising into the sky, Wu Tao jumped up and threw another thick stack of talismans, blocking the outer disciples and monster beasts from the two factions who were once again coming from all directions.
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Immediately afterwards, Wu Tao patted the storage bag, took out the Immortal-Destroying Demon Blood Knife, let out a long roar, and allowed the Immortal-Destroying Demon Blood Knife to absorb his blood essence.
With a knife in hand, you are unstoppable!
A terrifying killing intent suddenly spread.
Wu Tao holds a knife in his hand, and he naturally has a domineering and unparalleled aura! This is the confidence brought by fighting with one punch for more than 20 years.
The sword is as bright as a horse, extremely sharp, cold and cruel.
The two sects of outer disciples and monster beasts that had already rushed towards him saw this and avoided its sharp edge, and they all moved away.
Taking this opportunity, Wu Tao blessed himself with several speed-related spells. In the blink of an eye, he turned around and ran away, all in one go, as if he had practiced it countless times.
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Without stopping, Wu Tao escaped from the encirclement of the two sects of outer disciples and monster beasts, and was out of danger. He found a hidden cave and hid.
Wu Tao, who was sitting cross-legged in the cave, used earth-attribute spells to seal the entrance of the cave.
Then in the next second, Wu Tao reached out and touched the storage bag, and a crystal clear jade bottle appeared in his hands.
Wu Tao carefully pointed the mouth of the bottle into his mouth, poured a few drops, and then quickly put it away.
After all these actions, Wu Tao didn't look like a evil star who had just massacred more than 20 people, but more like a stingy miser.
Of course, deep down in Wu Tao's heart at this time, he was also full of reluctance. Compared with the real miser in the mortal world, he was no different.
What was in the bottle was the "Stalactite Spiritual Liquid" that he snatched after almost losing his life.
Regardless of the previous attack, kill, defense and retreat, it was over in an instant. Wu Tao seemed to be doing it effortlessly during this process.
In fact, the spiritual power in his body at this time was no different from that of a dry river, and a continuous sense of lack kept rising in his body.
How can there be no loss in using powerful physical and mental spells to continuously attack?
What's more, he has only reached the level of Qi training so far. No matter how strong his combat power is, it can't change the fact that his spiritual power is insufficient.
A few drops of spiritual liquid entered his mouth, like a sweet spring gushing from the ground, and a massive amount of spiritual power suddenly exploded, spreading throughout Wu Tao's body with an unstoppable force.
Apart from the mental loss, his strength recovered to less than half in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Tao took a few more healing elixirs, and after sitting cross-legged for several hours, he regained all the lost spiritual power.
Wu Tao, who had recovered as before, stood up and ran quickly towards the distance.
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One day later!
An extremely dangerous and beautiful place.
There were gloomy winds all around, there were faint ghosts roaring, miserable screams, and the darkness was overwhelming.
Wu Tao, who had just escaped from danger, was trapped on a river beach by a group of zombies that looked like humans but not humans, monsters but not monsters, ghosts but not ghosts, and demons but not demons.
There are eight copper-colored zombies in total. Even with just a cursory look, it is not difficult to tell that they are extraordinary. Not to mention that they are all full of zombies. Just from their uniform movements, it is clear that their master is definitely not
Easy to deal with.
Eight copper-colored zombies were carrying a huge coffin. The coffin was one foot long and three feet wide. It was completely black and matte. It didn't look like it was made of wood, but rather it looked like it was carved from a single piece of black stone.
The coffin was heavy and deep, and seemed to be a top-quality magic weapon.
The surroundings of this coffin exuded a strange, eerie, terrifying and deathly atmosphere.
Eight zombies were carrying a black coffin and walking on the ground. If an ordinary mortal saw it, they would not immediately faint and fall to the ground, subconsciously thinking that they had encountered some kind of demon, evil spirit, or something like that.
However, Wu Tao is a monk who has practiced for more than 20 years, so he has no fear of these demons, gods, ghosts and the like.
Killing demons and eliminating demons is the duty of righteous people.
Although strictly speaking, Wu Tao is not a righteous person, nor is he a pure and kind person. His hands are not clean and he has hundreds of lives.
However, no matter what, Wu Tao would not use the corpses and souls of dead people to refine any evil things.
The dead are deprived of their qualifications for reincarnation.
This is his bottom line.
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There are countless methods for refining corpses in the devil's path. There are not tens of thousands but thousands of methods, but the most important methods can be divided into two categories.
One is that under certain circumstances, the spiritual power of a monk does not dissipate after death and is mixed with corpse energy. Over time, it can play the role of turning the body into a corpse.
At this time, if a living person comes here, the abundant energy and blood in his body will make the half-zombie monk's body desire to eat.
In the end, he turned into a natural zombie who only knows how to kill and suck blood.
The second type is man-made, and the demon corpse-refining lineage is very good at this. They can make living monks into zombies. According to their corpse-refining lineage, this kind of zombie is called an armored zombie.
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