Wang Jingzhang chuckled and said: "Those who know the current affairs are heroes. The four major sects joined forces to fight against the Yin Gui Sect, but they only maintained an undefeated situation. Naturally, the Yin Gui Sect is more powerful! Our Lingxi Wang family will only choose to stand.
On the winner's side!"
A monk at the seventh level of Qi Refining suddenly ejected from the dining table, activated his light body charm, and flew towards the outside of the restaurant.
"Want to escape? How stupid!"
A middle-aged monk with Qi Refining Dzogchen cultivation, tall and tall, wearing black clothes with a skull tattooed on his clothes, fair skin, black hair, and quite handsome appearance, came from outside and snorted coldly.
With a sound, he slapped a first-level high-grade magic weapon ghost-raising jar engraved with countless mysterious runes on his waist.
Streams of black smoke poured out from it, and a fierce ghost with only one eye and a layer of ghostly aura shrouded his body directly appeared.
Emerge.
The fierce ghost had a ferocious face, moved his body slightly, and rushed towards the monk at the seventh level of Qi Refining.
"A fierce ghost?"
The monk at the seventh level of Qi Refining changed his face slightly, activated a rocket talisman, fire surged, and a rocket blasted towards the fierce ghost.
The fierce ghost struck the rocket with one claw, and black breath surged out from its claws, crushing the rocket directly with one claw.
The next moment, the fierce ghost appeared in front of the seventh-level Qi Refining monk. With lightning speed, he inserted a claw into the heart of the seventh-level Qi Refining monk, dug out the monk's heart, and swallowed it in one gulp.
Next.
Zhao Yu frowned slightly: "A monk from the Great Perfection of Qi Refining! Could he be a monk from the Yin Ghost Sect?"
The monk who had achieved the Great Perfection of Qi Refining said coldly: "I am Song Cantong of the Yin Gui Sect! Fellow Taoists, if you want to join our Yin Gui Sect, then take the fellow Taoist next to you as a pledge! I will give you half
Zhuo Xiang’s time to think about it. If you don’t want to join our Yin Gui Sect, then you will become the names of others!”
"My Excellency, Meng Yinghan, hopes to join the Yin Gui Sect, and I also ask fellow Daoist Song to remove the poison from Meng's body. Meng will immediately present you with a certificate of surrender!"
Meng Yinghan shouted quickly and turned slightly to look at Zhao Yu, his eyes full of malice.
Wang Jingzhang stood up and came to Meng Yinghan's side, took out a bottle of elixir, and said jokingly: "Which fellow Taoist will you choose as your certificate of surrender?"
Meng Yinghan said with a flattering look on his face: "Let Master Zhao be the petitioner for Meng! Master Zhao is a good friend of Su Bingyun, the genius of Cangling Sect! If he dies, Su Bingyun will be very heartbroken. He can comfort several foundation-building seniors of Yingui Sect.
Yin spirit!"
Wang Jingzhang smiled viciously and said: "You should choose someone else! Master Zhao, this young master is still useful! He can spend his whole life refining alchemy for our Lingxi Wang family to atone for his sins! The little nun next to him is also a little beauty, and she can also go to a brothel to atone for her sins in the future.
!"
Song Cantong glanced at Zhao Yu with an indifferent expression.
Once Zhao Yu falls into the hands of the Lingxi Wang family, he will become the alchemy tool and stallion of the Lingxi Wang family, and will be squeezed until death.
Zhao Yu, who was lying on the dining table pretending to be dead, suddenly jumped up and punched Wang Jingzhang on the head.
Bang!
Wang Jingzhang's handsome head exploded, and the headless body fell heavily to the ground.
"Oh, Zhao just wants to live a peaceful life! Practice peacefully. You trash, why do you want to force me to kill you all!"
Zhao Yu sighed slightly and took out the Qingtong Sword, a first-order high-grade magical weapon.
Meng Yinghan was splashed all over by the blood of Wang Jingzhang's headless corpse. His face was pale, his eyes flashed with fear, and his body trembled.
Zhao Yu casually waved his Qingtong sword and immediately chopped off Meng Yinghan's head.
"Zhao Yu, you actually killed our Yingui Sect allies! You deserve to die! Go!"
A cold light flashed across Song Cantong's eyes, and he shouted sharply, pointing towards Zhao Yu.
The fierce ghost had a ferocious face, exuding a black aura, and rushed directly towards Zhao Yu.
Zhao Yu frowned slightly, took out a stack of super-grade evil-proofing talismans, and activated them directly.
A large number of super-grade evil-proof talismans burned directly and flew towards the evil ghost.
When those evil-proofing talismans fell on the evil spirit, the evil spirit let out an earth-shattering scream. Most of the black energy in his body was purified, but he still appeared in front of Zhao Yu with a ferocious face, and pointed a claw towards his heart.
Catch him.
Song Cangtong silently recited the incantation, directly activated his magic power, and produced a top-quality magical weapon, the Soul-Draining Bell, which was engraved with various ghosts around the bell.
The soul-stirring bell floated into the air, and the bell moved automatically in the absence of wind. Waves of strange and harsh ringing sounds condensed into one stream, and fell on Zhao Yu's body.
Zhao Yu suddenly felt that his consciousness was stabbed hard by countless sharp thorns, and his head was in severe pain. However, he still relied on the powerful consciousness of the first level of foundation building to withstand the attack of the Soul-Dancing Bell, and slashed it down with a sword.<
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The fierce ghost let out a long roar, grabbed hold of Zhao Yu's sword with his right claw, shrouded in pitch black light, and was split in half by Zhao Yu's sword.
Song Cantong's face suddenly changed, and a trace of panic flashed across his eyes: "Fourth level of body training!! You are a body cultivator!!"
Zhao Yu used Phantom Step and appeared in front of Song Cantong as if teleporting. He used Thunder Light Sword Technique, the sword was like lightning, and he cut off Song Cantong's head with one sword.
Within three feet, even if it was a monk at the first level of Foundation Establishment, Zhao Yu could be somewhat sure of decapitating the opponent before he could react.
The fierce ghost that was chopped into two pieces by Zhao Yu screamed, and then completely collapsed, turning into bursts of black energy and dissipating.
Zhao Yu looked at Song Cangtong's headless body and was filled with joy: "Fortunately, my spiritual consciousness and physical body are strong enough! Otherwise, I might have fallen into his hands! The disciples of the sect are indeed extraordinary!!"
If Zhao Yu's spiritual consciousness had not been strong enough, he would have definitely collapsed when attacked by the ringtone of the soul-shaking bell, and then his heart would be dug out by that fierce ghost. No matter how powerful his body is, he cannot withstand the attack of his spiritual consciousness. p>
"Fourth level of body refining!! Foundation-building level body cultivation? How is this possible? Isn't he an alchemy master? How did he become a foundation-building level body cultivation?"
Ling Qianxue slumped on the chair, with disbelief flashing in her beautiful eyes. She had always thought that Zhao Yu was just an outstanding alchemy master with mediocre combat power, but she never thought that the other party was a foundation-level physicist.
Repair.
Foundation-building level physical cultivators are very rare in the Northern Wilderness. Although their combat power is not as good as that of real foundation-building monks, nor do they have the long lifespan of foundation-building monks. However, they can easily kill Qi Refining Dzogchen monks, which should not be underestimated.
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Currently, Zhao Yu can be called the number one master in Jiuchenshanfang City. Unless the Ling family mobilizes the second-level formation in Jiuchenshanfang City, it is possible to defeat or kill him.