The flames were so fast that it was astonishing that the zombies had no time to hide and were immediately burned. There was a burning smell and strange squeaking sounds that filled the canyon.
"What a move, Fierce Flames Burning Heaven. The power of junior sister's fire attribute spell is indeed better than before!"
After being praised by her lover, the woman smiled as brightly as a flower, waved her jade hand, and the red water chestnut changed again.
The layers overlap and overlap together, forming the shape of a round shield.
At the same time, the zombies wrapped in flames, although their bodies were shaking in pain, still rushed over without fear of death.
Then their bodies swell up like balloons.
There was a loud bang and corpses filled the sky. These monsters actually chose to self-destruct.
Its level of sturdiness is far inferior to that of monster beasts.
It's a pity that they were facing monks at the stage of condensation. The red silk that turned into the shape of a round shield flashed with light and easily blocked the power of the explosion. The two monks were unscathed. The woman stretched out her jade hand and tapped lightly.
"disease!"
Suddenly, more than a dozen half-moon shaped flaming blades appeared out of thin air, whizzing to kill the opponent.
There were two soft chissing sounds, and the remaining three zombies burned by the flames were chopped into two pieces. However, the remaining green-haired monster, after letting out a shrill roar, simultaneously extended its claws to the sky.
A strange fluctuation of spiritual power spread outward from their bodies and formed a blood-red shield. When the flame blade struck, the shield glowed with blood.
"Hmph!" A look of surprise flashed across the female cultivator's face. Zombies with a mere foundation-building level were naturally unable to block her blow, but she didn't expect that these monsters could connect their respective shields into one.
It seems that these monsters already possess the simplest intelligence.
She grabbed it with her jade hand, and found a bead the size of a dragon's eye in her palm. Although she didn't know what it was, the fluctuations in spiritual power it emitted were extraordinary, and it was obviously a rather extraordinary treasure.
Just as he was about to sacrifice it, a long-smiling voice came from behind: "Junior sister, get out of the way and let me deal with these monsters!"
When the woman heard this, she stepped aside obediently.
Above the male cultivator's head, there was a light blue sword suspended. The sword was three feet long. It was as thin as a cicada's wing, but extremely sharp.
Looking at the zombies rushing towards him, a hint of ridicule flashed across the male cultivator's face, he opened his mouth and blew out a breath of essence towards the sword.
At the same time, each hand condensed a strange magic seal, and the sound of mantras in his mouth was loud.
Suddenly the sword started flying in the sky, bringing up countless afterimages, which seemed to be illusory and illusory. The sky was filled with the appearance of swords.
"disease!"
A murderous look flashed across the old man's face, and he pointed at the sword in the distance. Like a stream of light, like a movie, the sword flew out. The sky was filled with blue sword light. Lin Xuan couldn't even see clearly, and was horrified in his heart.
Extremely worthy of being a master in the middle stage of pill condensation.
Just a few seconds later, the sword flew back, but the zombies remained motionless, as if they were frozen by something.
A breeze blows...
Snap!
There was the sound of countless heavy objects falling to the ground, and in this short moment, every zombie was cut into seventeen or eighteen pieces. If Lin Xuan's palace was not extremely deep, another person would probably not be able to help but scream out in surprise.
Instant kill!
The strength of this male cultivator is almost bottomless. You must know that the zombies he kills are not ordinary zombies. Each round has the strength equivalent to that of a foundation-building monk.
"What a trick for a lightning movie!"
The woman clapped her hands and cooed, her face full of intoxication, and Lin Xuan was not surprised at all by the combination of an old man and a young wife. As the saying goes, beauties love heroes. With the strength of this old man, there will indeed be many.
Beautiful women compete to be his partner in dual cultivation.
"Junior sister, you are ridiculous. Brother Yu only lived a hundred years longer than you. Therefore, his skills are deeper."
The woman smiled and said nothing. How could she not know the details of the person next to her? Although Zhang Yi was only in the middle stage of condensation, there were more than a dozen brothers in Leiyun Villa who were at the same level as him, but Brother Yi was not an ordinary person.
The Dan Condensation monks are far more powerful than those of the same level.
The reason why I was able to practice dual cultivation with him was because the "Shaoyang Technique" I practiced could be combined with Zhang Yi's "Extreme Cold Strength" swords to exert greater power.
Otherwise, there were many more beautiful female cultivators in the sect than he was, and even the temptress known as the "Peach Blossom Empress" in Xianxian Gorge was interested in Zhang Yi, so it would be his turn.
Thinking of this, Chen Yu felt proud. Back then, as a daughter, she chose the "Shaoyang Technique" which is the most powerful and most yang method. She was often teased by her classmates, but now it seems that she is extremely wise.
With a smile as bright as a flower, Zhang Yi held the male cultivator in his arms. There was also a proud expression on Zhang Yi's face. He was extremely talented. He could exert 20% more power than others by practicing water attribute magic. With his hands
The Cold Scale Sword of the Middle Earth is an ancient treasure, and the skills it cultivates are extraordinary. I even accidentally consumed a rare treasure from the Earth more than a hundred years ago. Although it has no effect of breaking through the realm, it makes the spiritual power purer than that of the monks of the same generation.
Quite a few, so having such strength is a matter of course.
"Okay, Junior Sister, the zombies have been eliminated. Let's go find the relics of the two Junior Nephews Wu Liao and bring them back to the villa. This can be regarded as an explanation to the Head Senior Brother. In addition, Junior Brother Lu's magical power is slightly weaker, but after all,
He is at the level of cultivation at the pill condensation stage, so he shouldn’t be able to damage the zombie’s poisonous hand. He may have been injured and trapped somewhere, so let’s go look for him.”
"Okay." The woman agreed softly, her expression extremely respectful.
Zhang Yi held her slender waist, and her body swayed, floating forward dozens of feet.
It's ridiculous that he is conceited and has amazing magical powers, but he doesn't know that someone is watching him all the time. After the two left, the air shook, and an ordinary-looking young man appeared out of thin air.
Looking at the disappearing figures of the two people, Lin Xuan showed a sarcastic expression on his face. It seemed that these so-called righteous masters knew too little about ghosts and ghosts.
Lin Xuan stretched out his hand and grabbed it out of thin air. Using his spiritual power, he held a large piece of corpse mist in his palm. The white mist struggled and swayed as if it was alive, and it looked very strange.
The expression on Lin Xuan's face gradually became serious. Dozens of zombies were killed. Not only did the concentration of the corpse fog not decrease at all, but it gradually increased. Could it be...