Zombie Cultivation in the City

Just when he stood firm, before he could defuse the powerful impact, Li Zhiqiu's heart sounded a warning, looking at the two speeding light spots, his eyes were extremely dignified.

The power carried on it is not at the same level as the magic weapon attacked earlier. It is a magic weapon that can only be achieved by Jindan stage monks after dozens of years of sacrifice.

The power of the magic weapon and the magic weapon is like a world of difference.

The power of the magic weapon lies entirely in the cultivator himself; the magic weapon can mobilize the surrounding aura, and when it is refined to the extreme, it can reach the heaven and the earth.

Stretching out his right hand, he flicked a finger lightly on the copper tripod in front of him.

"Boom."

A bell-like sound spread around, and an invisible golden halo could be faintly seen emanating from the Kyushu tripod, facing the two golden lights.

At this moment, the spiritual power in Li Zhiqiu's body instantly decreased by [-]%.

When approaching Li Zhiqiu [-] meters away, Zijian and Jinzhuo seemed to fly into the water, and their speed decreased sharply under the influence of the golden light waves, and the further they went, the greater the resistance.

At this time, the Jiuzhou cauldron emitted countless golden lights, entwined towards the two magic weapons, making the speed of the two magic weapons even slower.

"Go."

Just as Zijian and Jinzhuo were stuck in a quagmire, Taoist Ziyang and Taoist Jin uttered softly, the spells in their hands kept changing, and their faces turned pale.The golden light of Kyushu Cauldron has already reduced their magic weapon to spirituality. At this time, they forcibly stimulate the potential of the magic weapon, and the damage will take at least a few years to repair.

In order to obtain that treasure, the two Jindan stage monks had to go all out.

In an instant, Zijian and Jinzhuo suddenly shone brightly as if they were stimulated.Break free from the shackles of golden light.The speed increases.He quickly rushed towards Li Zhiqiu.

At the same time, hundreds of rays of light rush towards Li Zhiqiu. Seeing that there is a bargain, the casual cultivators around will not let go of such a good opportunity.Now that I have done my part, I will have some confidence when the time comes to snatch the treasures. No matter how bad it is, I will be able to make good friends with the two Golden Core stage monks.

Many casual cultivators who had lost their magic weapons also mobilized their spiritual power and issued spells one after another, intending to kill Li Zhiqiu here.

Already appeared in the besieged crowd.The casual cultivators put all their concerns behind them, and only by erasing each other can they reduce possible future revenge.

Li Zhiqiu has really learned about the monk's shamelessness, but he has no intention of paying attention to them at this time, because those two magic weapons will threaten his life at any time.

"Break it for me."

With a soft drink, Li Zhiqiu placed one hand on the body of the Kyushu Ding Ding, and the soul crystals in his dantian rotated rapidly, mobilizing the spiritual power in his body to frantically rush into the Kyushu Ding Ding.

With the support of Li Zhiqiu's spiritual power, the golden light of Kyushu Ding suddenly disappeared.After that, an extremely strong golden light burst out suddenly, drowning everyone's sight.

The thick golden light envelops the purple sword and the golden cone.Forcibly changed their direction, leading to Kyushu Ding.

"when."

"when."

Two dull impact sounds sounded. After the purple sword and the golden cone collided with the Kyushu tripod, it lasted for a while, and then flew back upside down. The light on it was faintly visible. pale.The gilt Taoist with a slightly lower cultivation base even had a throbbing throat, but was finally suppressed by him, and his pale face was even flushed.

The Kyushu cauldron was still spinning non-stop, sending out waves of golden light to defuse all attacks, and even collected the spirituality of all magic weapons to make up for the loss just now, including the magic power of the monks.

Under the attack of the two Jindan stage monks, Li Zhiqiu also felt very uncomfortable. The blood in his body was churning, his throat was sweet, and he forced it down, and the spiritual power in his body was exhausted.

Although he condensed into a soul crystal, and his spiritual power was no less than ten times thicker than that of ordinary monks, the gap between the alchemy stage and the golden alchemy stage could not be easily bridged.

There are enemies everywhere, Li Zhiqiu must not make any mistakes, otherwise it will only lead to a larger-scale siege, and he can only swallow the blood back into his mouth.

But after a while, Li Zhiqiu was overjoyed, and a huge spiritual power came from the Kyushu cauldron through the palm of his hand, quickly nourishing the almost dry dantian.

The soul crystal standing in the middle of the dantian also slowly rotated, absorbing all the external spiritual power into it, quickly turning it into pure spiritual power and dispersing it in the dantian.

The originally lost spiritual power was quickly replenished, and Li Zhiqiu's face was rosy, but in the eyes of outsiders, it was a sign of serious injury.

Although thousands of cultivators have lost their magical artifacts, it doesn't bother the casual cultivators' coveting of treasures. Everyone hopes to be the next lucky one.It can make a monk at the alchemy stage alone face thousands of monks of the same level, and resist two monks at the golden core stage alone without defeat. Such a treasure makes any monk be moved by it.

The most important thing is that this is an ancient relic that can be activated by monks.If Li Zhiqiu's strength in the alchemy period is enough to motivate him, what will happen if he is motivated by a monk with a higher cultivation level.

Almost at the same moment, the legend of the Bashu Sword Sect emerged in the minds of the casual cultivators.

Obtain an ancient relic that can be activated, and achieve the foundation of the great school.

Thinking of this, the cultivators of those small and medium sects were particularly excited. If they hadn't been strictly ordered by their masters, they would almost have attacked with the casual cultivators.In this regard, monks with sects are obviously more stable, and any action they take may affect the entire sect. Naturally, it is impossible to do whatever they want without any scruples like casual cultivators.

Of course, after the casual cultivators kill each other, the members of these sects don't mind being a fisherman.

"Humph."

Seeing the non-stop attacks, a stern look flashed in Li Zhiqiu's eyes.

Seeing several rays of light that were as powerful as the purple sword before, Li Zhiqiu's figure flashed and appeared in the casual cultivator group.

Facing the frightened middle-aged monk in front of him, Li Zhiqiu showed a faint smile, but his fists were not slow at all.

"boom."

Like a broken watermelon, that face disappeared under Li Zhiqiu's fist.

At that moment, Li Zhiqiu was a little stunned, but looking at the greedy eyes, the tyranny in his heart was completely aroused, and there was a trace of blood red in his eyes.

After a successful blow, Li Zhiqiu's figure didn't stay in the slightest, and the fists and feet passed by, bringing up waves of blood mist.

In just a moment, more than a dozen monks turned into lonely souls, and the physical strength of the monks in the alchemy stage was as weak as a blow.

The death of several casual cultivators did not repel the other cultivators' thoughts, but attacked them more and more frantically.

Under the temptation of Chongbao, all the monks are desperate, and the blood will only stimulate them more.At this time, the casual cultivators had only one thought in their minds, and that was to kill people and seize treasures.

At the same time, several rays of light chased after them, bypassing the monks blocking them, and their speed inevitably slowed down.

While killing casual cultivators in the crowd, while paying attention to the rays of light behind him, Li Zhiqiu's figure did not stop.He knew that those were the magic weapons of the Golden Core stage monks, and Li Zhiqiu had experienced the power of two Golden Core stage monks before.

With the cover of the casual cultivators, Li Zhiqiu went on a killing spree without any scruples. All the magic weapons and spells close to him were turned into spiritual power by the Kyushu tripod to supplement his loss.

One monk after another fell under his fist, and the blood in Li Zhiqiu's eyes became deeper and deeper. If you look carefully, you will find that there is a charming color, and traces of blood mist are also inhaled into his body.

"Humph."

Seeing Li Zhiqiu rushing wantonly in the crowd, the few Jindan stage monks had no choice but to do anything. Taoist Ziyang and several Jindan stage casual cultivators who appeared from the shadows looked at each other and moved at the same time.

One sword, one needle, one awl, one spear, one axe, one ring, one seal, one tower, eight magic weapons rushed towards Li Zhiqiu in the crowd from eight directions at the same time.

For the cultivators standing in front of them, the magic weapons didn't stop, they passed through their bodies directly, causing muffled grunts, and took away one fresh life after another.

Fate is like a mustard, this is true in the chaotic world of the mortal world, and the same is true in the world of cultivating immortals. (To be continued..)