Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chu Pingsheng stood up and said, "Protect them well. I'll go to the north to take a look."

Zhong Li nodded solemnly: "Don't worry."

After she said this, she felt something was wrong. The monk didn't seem to be talking to her. She turned her head and saw a big red dog about 13 or 14 feet long, covered with fire scales, with horns and whiskers across from her.

This is... where did it come from?

Qingji, who was squatting behind Yeji and watching the poisonous insects devouring the corpse of the old silkworm woman, felt all the hair on her body stand up.

At this time, Chu Pingsheng reached out his hand, ignoring the heat that enveloped the big dog's body, and touched its head.

"did you miss me?"

The big dog tilted its head and blinked, expressing its confusion in a very human way.

"Uh……"

Chu Pingsheng burst out laughing. The Fire Kirin had always been with the Heavenly Sword Body in the Fengyun World. From its perspective, they had never been separated. How could it be said to "miss" him?
In fact, this is like cheating. There are four clones, each in a different world, but the four clones share one portable space, so the Bingpo Yitian Sword, Huolin Dragon Slaying Sword and so on, including pets such as Lanling King, Flying General, and Fire Qilin, are shared items and can be summoned as needed.

Of course, the premise is that the other party does not use it.

"You didn't have a chance in the last world, but now your chance has come."

After leaving behind a sentence that sounded incoherent to Zhong Li and Qing Ji, his figure instantly disappeared, leaving only the Fire Kirin in front of him.

This ferocious-looking guy suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a flame, scaring Qing Ji so much that she dived into Zhong Li's arms.

Not until the flames died down did the man and the fox discover a charred silkworm corpse in the devastated woods diagonally opposite. Judging from its body size, it should be a middle-aged male silkworm corpse who was close to the old silkworm woman.

A fourth-grade descendant of a god and demon, burned to death by a ball of fire?
Flash sale?

This...even if it's not the extraordinary realm, it's pretty close.

What is the origin of the monk who performs the consecration ceremony?
He calls himself a monk from the celestial realm, but the intelligence provided by the night watchman shows that he has practiced Taoist magic. He defeated the Twelve Golden Gongs in the Hundred Ghosts Formation like a piece of cake, and with a wave of his hand he can produce sword intent like only a warrior could. He can also cultivate poisonous insects and is suspected of possessing a poisonous insect. Now he is related to ancient gods and demons?
Zhong Li gritted her teeth, glanced at the northern valley that had been ravaged by the monk and where the miasma was almost gone, and said, "I'm going to the beach to take a look," and without caring whether Ye Ji and Qing Ji were worried or willing, she quickly left with her little hammer.

To the north of the valley where the silkworm people live, a thrilling battle is taking place on the rough sea. The sea water is carried up to the sky by a huge wind tornado and turns into torrential rain that pours down. In the center of the wind tornado with flashing lightning, one can vaguely see the Flying General being pierced through the left wing and lifted up in mid-air by a ten-foot-long dragon with black scales on its body, bone spurs on its back, and a long horn on its head.

The flying general's right wing kept hitting the dragon's head, and both sides' bodies swayed in various ways.

Xuan Ma was shrouded in a ball of black light, with half of his body exposed outside and the other half stuck in the wind tornado. While enduring the crackling and wandering electric light, he slowly broke through the wind wall. It seemed that he wanted to help the dragon deal with the black eagle, which was small in size but could borrow the power of heaven and earth like a human Taoist priest.

If you look closely, you can see three black feathers on the Flamebird's body, and even the flames surrounding it cannot melt them.

I think that when the Flying General was "flying the sword" to attack the Flamebird, he was injured by the sudden appearance of the dragon, and the force was interrupted, which only caused some superficial injuries. Otherwise, considering the Flamebird's inferior realm, it would be impossible for it to be able to fight fiercely after being "hit by the sword".

In the sea further north of the battlefield, a huge creature, more than seventy feet long, shaped like a mound on the water and covered with black scales, was approaching rapidly, raising ten-foot-high waves on both sides and advancing like a tsunami.

"Dragon Whale..."

Chu Pingsheng snorted coldly and waved his hand. White light appeared in the sky and the flying speed increased by another three points, like a flash of light.

In the violent tornado, the evil dragon, which had severely damaged its target due to a sneak attack, recovered from the paralysis caused by lightning, raised its claws with flesh on them, and slapped them towards the flying general's head.

At this moment, a white light came straight down from the eye of the tornado, and with a flash of black light, the spear-like horn on the evil dragon's head broke in the middle.

"Ow..."

All I heard was a painful roar, which could not be suppressed by the sound of wind or waves.

"Uh."

Suddenly, the dragon's roar stopped because a short white ape stepped on its lower jaw with one foot and on its upper jaw with the other to pry open its mouth.

"little things……"

The angry words of gods and demons rose into the sky, but like the cry of pain, they soon stopped, because the body of the little thing in its mouth was changing rapidly, its muscles continued to expand, and its body became bigger and bigger, and the vigorous blood and energy made the evil dragon feel fear.

Facing the black eagle, it relied on sneak attacks to gain the upper hand. Now it encounters this white ape that looks stronger than the black eagle, one can imagine what the outcome will be.

If the third-grade demon race is also divided into levels, the black eagle is at the upper third grade, the white ape is at the great perfection of the third grade, and it... can barely be considered at the middle third grade.

Cluck cluck...

The evil dragon's mouth with amazing bite force was getting bigger and bigger. When a huge roar pierced through the clouds and dispersed the dark clouds, the rich blood and energy shattered the wind tornado, and with a click, the evil dragon's mouth split open and blood gushed out.

boom!
The evil dragon's huge body crashed into the water.

A descendant of gods and demons of extraordinary level had his mouth broken and died?
Xuanma, who had already entered the tornado, was shocked when he saw this scene.

It is stronger than the evil dragon, but only slightly stronger. Looking at the white ape whose body has suddenly grown to three and a half meters, it knows that if it were replaced by it, the end would probably not be much better.

Just as Xuanma was about to back down, the wind tornado swirling up into the sky on the outside stopped, and the rising sea water on both sides began to flow back inward.

However, the waves and currents soon slowed down, or to be more precise, stopped, because an astonishingly cold air froze them.

Xuan Ma was shocked. Because of the obstruction of the wind tornado, he did not notice the approaching danger. It was too late to dodge now. In the frozen sea, a winding white light appeared on his body. He felt a chill on his back. The sharp spikes broke through his skin, which was harder than iron and stone, and pierced into his muscles. The cold air spread along with it, and a tingling sensation appeared. It seemed that the spikes could not only release cold air, but also had a deadly poison that was enough to hurt a descendant of gods and demons of his level. The poison was strong enough to compete with the old thing, the Nether Silkworm.

How come that black eagle has helpers? And there are two of them at once? One is a stronger white ape, and the other is a similar white bone...

This... Xuanma didn't know how to describe the string of bones that were tightly wrapped around its body, until the head that was originally hiding under the horse's belly made a circle and bit its neck.

The sharp fangs entered the body, and the intense pain stimulated its nerves. The snake-like tail was raised high, and shot out sharp spikes at the bone python, but it only pierced the layer of ice armor covering the bone python's body, and a silver-white light passed by.

Swish!
Its snake tail spun away and fell on the frozen sea, rolling continuously. Only then did Xuan Ma see the true appearance of the silver-white light. It was actually a cold sword - the sword was entangled by the bone python's tail and used as an additional weapon. It chopped on its body as cleanly as cutting wood or bamboo.

Xuan Ma was shocked and tried to shake off the ghost thing on his body, but a faint light burst out from the black horns on his head, which made the bone python raise its head. However, the sword swung along with the momentum and cut off its two hind legs.

Pfft!
Genma fell onto the ice.

Swish!
Another flash of silver light passed by, and its two front legs were also cut off.

As a descendant of a supernatural god or demon, his body can recover as long as it is not cut into pieces, but the problem is that the spines of the bone python are poisonous, and the wounds are frozen, so he cannot regenerate his limbs at all.

So it could only lie on the ground and struggle to survive, watching the evil dragon having its lower jaw torn off, its skin torn off, its four claws broken, and its tendons pulled out by the white ape.

Above the dragon whale there was a monk, standing high in the sky. A faint light vaguely appeared above his head, converging into the image of an old man with long hair and white eyebrows.

The old man raised his hand, and the monk also raised his hand. Dark clouds rolled in from the sky, spinning rapidly, like a downward moving funnel. Muffled thunder fermented in the sky, and flashes of light continued. Thunder and lightning from the entire storm sea gathered together. After three breaths, there was a boom, and with a thunderclap, a spear made of lightning fell down. It was caught in the hand of the figure above the monk's head and thrown downward.

The lightning spear, carrying countless scattered electric arcs, pierced into the black "mound" floating on the sea. Crackling, the several-meter-long lightning spear split into countless electric lights, cutting everything around it. Pieces of scales the size of a pot lid flew into the air, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

"Moo..."

The roar of an old cow in pain resounded across the sea. At this time, Zhong Li on the shore finally saw the true face of the "mound". It was a huge creature with a whale's head and three dragon tails. Its scarlet eyes revealed a bloodthirsty aura that made people shudder.

It struggled and twisted, its tail slapping the sea surface, and the waves that were already advancing like a tsunami gained even more momentum and became as heavy as a mountain.

At this moment, the bone python that had dealt with Xuan Ma shot out, and the water surface was frozen wherever it passed. It drew a slightly slanted parallel trajectory along the tsunami created by the dragon whale. Its own icy true energy was infused into the Bingpo Yitian Sword, which scraped across the water surface. A wall of ice that stretched for several miles and was ten stories high quickly took shape.

The monk in the sky clenched his open palms suddenly, and the shadow above his head did the same. The lightning spear that was inserted into the "mound" burst out with dazzling light, and the huge winding electric arc carried heat energy that burned everything, cutting the dragon whale's body of more than fifty or sixty feet long into countless charred pieces that shot out.

wow...

A bloody rain began to fall from the sky, turning the ice wall several miles ahead into a blood wall.

Xuanma opened its pair of golden vertical pupils and stared blankly towards the north. Although it did not see it with its own eyes, it could feel that the breath of the dragon whale had disappeared.

When the monk appeared on the battlefield on the sea, he knew that the old guy from Silkworm Island was dead. As a result, in less than half a cup of tea, the dragon whale was also dead. The two descendants of the third-grade great perfection gods and demons were killed by the monk in one breath.

It regretted listening to the message from the mermaid king Pearl, and came to the Silkworm Island with the Flamebird and the evil dragon, trying to force the old silkworm woman to surrender and get a share of the pie, but... it was obviously too late.

I guess the dragon whale was also bewitched by the mermaid and came here to die.

The evil dragon was torn into pieces by the white ape, the dragon whale was hit by a lightning move and was shattered to pieces, and the black horse was poisoned by the cold poison and was close to death. The flaming bird saw that it was not good and quickly spread its wings to escape, but the monk pointed his sword to the east and shouted "Go". The bone python that was running rampant on the water straightened up, with the snake head behind and the snake tail in front. With the coldness of the Yitian sword, it turned into a large bone sword and soared into the sky, catching up with the flaming bird with the momentum of the sword. With a flash of cold light, the bird's head with a cockscomb tumor and the body burning with flames were split into two.

Originally, sword-wielding skills had inertia. If one wanted to counterattack after a slash, one had to turn in the air. However, the moment the bird's head was cut off, the bone sword switched back to the posture of a bone python. With a twist of the waist and a swing of the tail, two swishes of the sword cut off one of the wings of the firebird, which had lost its head but was still alive and continued to flee eastward.

Now it could no longer fly, and it spun and fell from the air, hitting the rapidly freezing sea with a splash.

Xuan Ma's horn was still intact, and he shot a faint light at the white ape. The black eagle, whose wing was injured, also raised its horn and shot out a beam of lightning that was no stronger than the previous one. The two collided and were annihilated.

When the strong light faded, a gust of evil wind blew in, and two steel claws tightly gripped Xuan Ma's neck. The eagle's beak stabbed down, and with just one peck, Xuan Ma's left eyeball was pecked out. With another peck, the right eye was also blinded.

The snake's tail was gone, its four legs were gone, and its eyes were blind. The poor extraordinary black horse was pinned to the ground by a flying eagle that was much smaller than its body. It was pecked until it bled and its face was horrible.

At this time, Chu Pingsheng collected Wang Xianzhi's soul, looked at the dragon whale corpse that was swaying with the sea water, and thought to himself that the wizard was using the power of cause and effect to perform the sacrificial ritual.

He was not a wizard, and could not use the power of cause and effect, but according to the information provided by the old man Tian Gu who was once enslaved by Xu Pingfeng, learning a half-baked ritual to imitate it could still increase some of the power of the fighting spirit, and at the same time bluff outsiders. After all, except for Li Chungang, the strong men in the world of Snow Blade were basically trapped in his body. High-quality wizards needed to borrow power from heaven and earth, but he didn't need to, he could just use his soul to do it directly.

If it is a Hundred Ghosts Formation, without considering the endurance bonus of the resurrected soul, Wang Xianzhi's soul should be at the level of half a step to the second grade. And Wang Xianzhi's fighting soul, which has been bonused by half-baked sacrificial techniques, has the combat power of the second grade under his true energy supply. Zhang Fuyao is about the same level, and Hong Xixiang, Huangdi and Yandi are higher.

"What a pity...there's nothing useful to use."

The descendants of gods and demons are not monsters and do not have monster pills in their bodies. Otherwise, they can still be eaten as snacks by pets to slightly improve their combat effectiveness.

Chu Pingsheng shook his head and flew south. After crossing the ice wall, he saw the three little ones, especially the bone python. He felt that he had found a new way to open it.

If this thing is left alone, it will be an ice-attributed bone beast that is more durable than the Buddhist Vajra. If it is used as a weapon, it can be a whip when stretched, and a broadsword or a spear when straightened. Since it is a sword or a spear, and it is also a sword or a spear with soul implanted in it and possessing spirituality, it can be driven by sword-controlling techniques, but it is a little bigger.

But bigness has its advantages. The monsters and Dharma images in the world of the Dafeng night watchmen are often several dozen or even dozens of feet long. The destructive power of this spear is much higher than that of a three-foot-long green sword.

Roar……

The white ape tore the evil dragon apart with its bare hands until only a pile of bones was left. This shows how much it hated the guy who hurt its own eagle brother.

The monkey and the eagle always quarrel with each other at ordinary times, but their true friendship is revealed at critical moments. For the white ape, its relationship with the Flying General is such that I can beat it, but others are not allowed to touch it.

"okay."

Chu Pingsheng tried to stop the white ape from committing violence. He waved his sleeves and blew a gust of wind that blew away the broken flesh on the surface of the evil dragon's skeleton, and then used sea water to wash it clean.

"Roar……"

The white ape didn't understand.

“I have a use for this.”

After saying that, he took a step forward without any explanation, and came to the front of the Flamebird that was trying to regenerate its head and wings, and whispered a word to Chong Tiannan: "Come."

Zhong Li stood on a reef on the beach of Candao Island and witnessed the slaughter of Xuanma, Longjing and other descendants of gods and demons by the monk group from beginning to end.

If she doesn't come to watch the game, she will be curious and regret it. If she comes to watch the game, she will question her life.

Which was the fighting spirit that he had summoned just now that could attract the thunder? To kill a third-grade Great Perfection Dragon Whale with one strike, if he was alive, he would have to be at least half a step to the first grade to do that.

How could a strong man of this level be entangled with the monk? How could he be a third-grade Vajra... No, Sun Xuanji said that the result of the calculation by the Tianji Plate was that there were relics in the monk's body, but the situation of the relics was very strange, unlike the ordinary Buddhist Arhat's fruition relics.

Well, even if he is a second-grade Arhat, a third-grade Vajra, a reincarnated monk who practices both Zen and martial arts, he has to pay a price to summon the second-grade perfect fighting spirit he had in his previous life, right?
But he didn't look like he was suffering any backlash at all.

Besides... he is not a wizard, where did he learn the art of blessing?
whoosh...

A gust of hot wind swept by and blew the fascinated and unsuspecting prophet into the sea.

No matter what, you have to have bad luck once a day.

Zhong Li had become accustomed to this kind of life and did not feel it was that uncomfortable. When she stood up like a drowned chicken and looked in the direction of the sound, she saw the huge dog with flames all over its body soaring into the air and running towards the deep sea.

Is this guy feeling too hot-tempered and wants to go into the sea to take a bath?
Just as she was puzzled, the bone python suddenly swung its tail and the magic sword stabbed forward. Extremely cold sword energy burst out, cutting a channel of ice on the water surface. The Fire Kirin instantly retracted its fire and turned into a scaleless, muscular red dog. It landed on the ice path on the sea and headed straight for the headless, winged but still alive Moltres. It pressed its neck on the ice with one claw, ignoring the flames on the Moltres' back and wings, and devoured the flesh and blood with extraordinary fire attributes in big mouthfuls.

Zhong Li now understood why the monk said that its opportunity had come. It turned out that the "opportunity" referred to the Flamebird.

Tread.

Tread...  

"Hey, Zhong Li? Why did you fall into the water?"

The sound behind her woke her up. Zhong Li turned around and found Ye Ji walking towards her with a white fox in her arms.

She's not helping...

When the woman walking behind Ye Ji came into sight, Zhong Li's face was filled with shock.

Youji is resurrected.

If she was just resurrected, she wouldn't be in such a bad state, because from the different auras emanating from You Ji's body, which seemed like demonic power, it seemed that she had crossed the extremely difficult gap and was promoted to the third level of transcendence.

One has to know that it is not easy for people who have just been promoted to a higher realm to control the surging fluctuations of spiritual energy, so with her level as a fifth-grade prophet, it is enough for her to make reasonable judgments based on her perception.

"You...you...have broken through to the third-grade demon king realm?"

You Ji nodded and looked at the man on the ice in the northern sea with a complicated expression.

No wonder even a strong silkworm woman who has reached the third level of perfection coveted the monk's blood. It turns out that his blood can help people break through. She has been stuck in the fourth level of perfection for many years. After all, she is a split soul, and she is born with defects. It is more difficult for her to advance to the extraordinary level than ordinary monsters. Unexpectedly, this blood transfusion did not make her encounter any difficulties. When she woke up and took a breath, her cultivation level broke through. (End of this chapter)