Zombie Cultivation in the City

"Boom..."

There was a loud impact sound, and the bronze tripod was held up in the air by the man in black with one hand. Looking at the man in black holding the sky with one hand, he seemed to have no pressure.

"Press."

Stretching his right hand forward, Li Zhiqiu, who was expressionless, let out a soft shout, and a small golden animal appeared on top of the copper tripod, and Yu Ding shone brightly.

"boom."

Facing the weight that suddenly increased hundreds of times, the man in black was not fully prepared, and his whole body was pressed down, with most of his feet submerged in the ground.

"Great magic weapon?"

After being slightly surprised, the man in black was not surprised but pleased, with a kind of greed in his eyes, and smashed the copper tripod with his other empty hand.

Putting his hands on the feet of the copper tripod, the descending body of the man in black suddenly stopped, and he rose from the ground bit by bit. The tens of thousands of catties of copper tripod did not affect him at all.

"Little guy, I didn't expect you to have such a weak cultivation base, and you actually have such a treasure, so I will accept it for you. Jie Jie Jie..."

Back on the ground again, the man in black looked at the copper tripod above his head, and his body began to tremble slightly. At that time, he was extremely excited.

Dacheng stage magic weapon, it is a treasure that so many monks dream of, but it appears in the hands of a monk who is not in the alchemy stage, it is simply a waste of heaven and earth.If he didn't take it, wouldn't he be sorry for God's kindness.

"Press."

Without responding to the other party's words, Li Zhiqiu shouted again, and spiritual power suddenly penetrated into Yu Ding.

With the support of spiritual power, Yu Ding suddenly became several times bigger, and once again pressed down with the momentum of Mount Tai.

There was a sudden weight on his body, and the man in black felt his body sinking again.Both hands are bent.

"drink."

Shen snorted.The hands of the man in black skyrocketed.The black clothes on the arms let out a grin, and they were about to be torn.

The clothes were not torn, but the man in black resisted the falling of the cauldron, and then raised it vigorously, and the cauldron was thrown out by him.

"Humph."

The feeling from Yu Ding was like a sledgehammer hitting his chest, Li Zhiqiu couldn't help but groan, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Bring it back to the deity."

Seeing the big tripod fly away, the man in black has a right hand.The dark black energy gathered in the palm, like an invisible shackle, fixed the flying cauldron in the air, and then pulled it back.

"Roar."

Realizing that the other party wanted to take Yu Ding back, Jiaotu, who was lying on top of Yu Ding, let out a roar, and Yu Ding suddenly burst into an extremely strong golden light, breaking through the blockade of the man in black, turning into a small tripod and flying back to its master. side.

"The talisman?"

Seeing Tongding break free from his shackles spontaneously, the man in black's eyes froze, and then became extremely fanatical. This is the real magic weapon of fate.

In the realm of cultivating immortals.Almost every monk above the golden core stage will refine the natal magic weapon in order to exert their greatest strength.But that kind of magic weapon can only be regarded as a pseudo-natal magic weapon in a strict sense.It's just that the monks in the golden core stage melted the blood into the magic weapon, and separated part of their spiritual consciousness to reside in the magic weapon. If the magic weapon is broken, the monk will die.

There are only a handful of treasures in the world that can truly be regarded as natal magic weapons, and they are basically treasures handed down from ancient times.Because according to the cultivation methods of the ancient times, the natal magic weapon has the spirit of the weapon, so that it can be connected with the monk and exert its greatest power.Moreover, damage to the talisman will not affect the cultivator's own strength, which is the highest state of using a human weapon.

The talisman has another name, that is, Immortal Artifact.

Seeing a fairy artifact appearing in the hands of a weak monk, the heart of the man in black couldn't help beating violently, as if a road to the sky was at his feet.

"too strong."

Trying to calm down the turbulent blood, Li Zhiqiu secretly sighed in his heart.No matter in terms of cultivation or physical strength, the opponent was far superior to him, and even Yu Ding, who was relying on him, couldn't help him. Li Zhiqiu felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

It's a pity that even now after the battle, there is still no sign of any damage to this illusion. Li Zhiqiu can't contact the people in the Dao League at all, so he can only deal with it alone.Only by breaking the illusion can he have a chance of winning.

"Boy, hand over your talisman, and I will spare you."

Having seen the power of the natal magic weapon before, the man in black is determined to win this bronze tripod, no matter what the cost.

"can."

The corner of his mouth curled up, Li Zhiqiu smiled and agreed.

"Really? Then erase your spiritual consciousness in the natal magic weapon, and the deity will let you and this little girl sleep and rest together."

Hearing the other party's agreement, the man in black couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, his voice changed, and the original harsh voice sounded a little thick.He is well aware of the power of the natal magic weapon, even if this little guy only has the strength of the alchemy stage, once he detonates the natal magic weapon at all costs, even he will stay away.

"Thank you for your kindness, Tianlei, Zhu Xie."

Smiling at the man in black, Li Zhiqiu suddenly had a golden talisman in his hand, and the chanting spell was like a voice from outside the sky, with a mysterious rhythm.

"Sky Thunder Talisman?!"

The moment the golden talisman was drawn, the man in black recognized what it was at a glance, with a trace of unconcealable fear in his eyes.

"Oh..."

A strange sound echoed in the space, and a huge black vortex suddenly appeared in the originally pitch-black sky, and the center was right above the head of the man in black.

In an instant, an extremely bright golden lightning struck the man in black, so fast that the man in black could not dodge.

"Roar."

With a sudden roar, the man in black swung his fist to meet the lightning with boundless power.

The moment the lightning hit the man in black, an incomparably brilliant golden light burst out, and Li Zhiqiu couldn't help but cover his eyes.As for Yang Yiyi, who was hiding in the distance, she passed out blissfully under the roar of the man in black.

The brilliance gradually faded, Li Zhiqiu looked forward, and saw that there was nothing where the man in black had been, as if he had been completely wiped out by the golden lightning.

"wrong."

Overjoyed in his heart, Li Zhiqiu suddenly felt something was wrong. Looking around, he found that he had not returned to that room, which meant that the man in black who maintained the illusion was not dead.

When Li Zhiqiu was in doubt, the illusion slowly changed, the black was gradually replaced by blood red, the barren hills and tombs disappeared, and turned into an endless plain.

The difference from the previous illusion is that this illusion is more real, with blood-red clouds floating above the blood-red sky, and white skeletons on the ground in the distance with the breath of death coming.

"Boy, you are courting death."

A deep voice came, and a black spot appeared in the distant sky, and a huge figure slowly appeared in Li Zhiqiu's eyes.

The body is more than ten feet tall, and the long black hair covers the whole body. Except for the normal shape of the eyes and ears, the rest is pitch black. There is a long tail behind the buttocks, and the open mouth reveals A mouthful of sharp teeth, blood red eyes like a demon god. (To be continued..)