Zombie Cultivation in the City

Some quick-witted casual cultivators had already noticed the movements of the Golden Core cultivators and quietly moved their figures. After all, as high-end fighters among the casual cultivators, the eight Golden Core cultivators were the strongest contenders.

"Puff puff……"

With a sound like a sword piercing through leather, unprepared casual cultivators were pierced by the flying magic weapon.

"Forehead."

A middle-aged monk who was attacking Li Zhiqiu with spiritual power felt a heat in his chest, and saw a purple light flashing in front of his eyes and flying forward.

Looking down, he found that his chest was overflowing with red. Just when he was about to turn his head and say something to his elder brother beside him, his whole body disappeared into the air like broken glass.

"Second brother."

And his elder brother was eagerly preparing to step forward, and when he felt something and turned to look at his brother, he saw only scattered blood, which turned into a mournful cry after being stunned for a moment.

Under the powerful penetrating power of the magic weapon, the monks' bodies shattered like porcelain, turning into blood mist, and even the flesh and blood turned into powder and scattered in the air.

"father..."

"Big brother..."

"Brother..."

"Old He..."

Relatives and friends were killed suddenly, many monks turned their eyes red and glared, but their bodies were cold.

The eight monks standing high in the sky looked indifferent, like gods aloof, so that the casual monks who had cultivated in the alchemy stage could not raise the idea of ​​​​resistance.

Of course, there were also casual cultivators who desperately attacked several Jindan stage monks.Compared to being killed by Li Zhiqiu, it was their own fault, but they were innocently killed by the Golden Core Qi monk.Many people can't accept it.Those are their closest relatives.

A casual cultivator who has entered the realm of cultivating immortals.Many of them embarked on the road of cultivating immortals under the guidance of relatives and friends, and human nature has not yet become indifferent.Some people have lived for hundreds of years, and their original relatives have returned to the underworld, leaving only brothers and friends in the world, and the family and friendship are growing day by day.A truly indifferent monk is either lonely or extreme, and a saint cannot be ruthless.What's more, they are monks who are wandering in the initial stage of Xiuxian Road.

It's just that under the spells of the golden core stage monks, the monks whose cultivation level was not higher than the early stage of the alchemy stage couldn't hold on for a while, and their souls returned to the underworld.

Under the lessons of several pioneers, the blood of the relatives and friends of the slain casual cultivators faded away, and the resentful eyes were hidden in their hearts.Instead of dying indifferently, it is better to leave it to the useful body, find the right opportunity, and then seek revenge. This is the truth that every monk knows after stepping into the world of cultivating immortals.

Regarding the reactions of the casual cultivators, several Jindan Stage cultivators turned a blind eye.Still proceeding according to their plan.

To them, these low-level casual cultivators are nothing more than a burden.If it wasn't for them to share the wrath of the Heavenly Master Dao, the monks at the Jindan stage would not even give these casual cultivators a chance.None of the Jindan stage casual cultivators present here have practiced for hundreds of years. There is no pity and sympathy in their dictionary, only how to make their cultivation further and pursue a higher immortality.

regardless of costs.

Within a few breaths, under the flight of the eight magic weapons, nearly a hundred monks disappeared into this world.

Seeing the Jindanqi cultivator's reckless attack, the casual cultivators evaded one after another, but there was a look of unconcealed displeasure in their eyes, and they dared not speak out against the opponent's disregard for the cultivator's life.In the world of immortality, the weak prey on the strong, and they have cultivated to the point where, whoever has blood on their hands can only blame themselves for being inferior to others.

Li Zhiqiu, who was in the crowd, had noticed the actions of several Jindan stage monks early on, but he didn't expect that the other party was so ruthless, completely disregarding the lives of other monks, and had no humanity at all.

The eight magic weapons, with powerful influence, mobilized the surrounding aura, cleared out a space, and completely blocked Li Zhiqiu's escape from all directions.

Realizing that it was inevitable, Li Zhiqiu's eyes froze, and he put his hands on the Kyushu cauldron in front of his chest.

Since you can't avoid it, then fight.

The arms swelled slightly, the soul crystal in the dantian rotated rapidly, Li Zhiqiu input all the spiritual power in his body into the Kyushu cauldron,

"when."

There was a soft sound, stimulated by huge spiritual power, two cute little animals loomed above the Kyushu cauldron, and roared to the sky.

In the silent roar, the figures of Jiaotu and Yazi changed, and a miniature golden dragon suddenly appeared above the Kyushu tripod, swimming slowly.

If you look carefully, you can find that only the head and tail of this golden dragon look real and clear, and the rest of the parts are just a hazy golden light.

"hold head high."

An incomparable dragon chant sounded in everyone's ears, and the Kyushu tripod turned into a five-zhang radius, protecting Li Zhiqiu's figure below.

Invisible light waves radiated to the surroundings, reversed the attack momentum of several magic weapons, and directed them towards the cauldron body.

"Dangdangdang..."

Several clashing sounds sounded in succession, bringing out waves of invisible waves, which stirred up the spiritual power in the casual cultivators' bodies, and the piercing sound made the cultivators hiding not far away couldn't help but use Cover your ears with your hands.

Even the statures of several Jindan stage monks were wobbly, and they had to use their spiritual power to stabilize their statures, so as not to fall, and they managed to maintain their demeanor as masters. because of the distance.Those casual cultivators who were standing above the trees to observe the situation were miserable, unable to mobilize their spiritual power, subconsciously covered their ears with their hands, unable to maintain their balance, and fell to the ground one after another.

For a while, there were endless calls.

Fortunately, the monks' bodies are strong enough, and they are several times stronger than ordinary people under the torture of spiritual power.Falling from the top of a tree tens of meters high, coupled with the buffer of the branches, not many people were injured, at most it was just a little blood churning.

As for Li Zhiqiu, who was the person involved, he was not so lucky.

Although the Kyushu Ding protected him in time, but his spiritual power was almost overdrawn, he could clearly feel the impact of the eight magic weapons on the Kyushu Ding, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, which was full of gold.

After stabilizing their bodies, all the casual practitioners paid no attention to the young man, ready to fish in troubled waters at any time.

"Artifact..."

Seeing Li Zhiqiu standing under the cauldron safe and sound, the surrounding monks looked over in astonishment, regardless of their appearance.

There is only one thought in their minds, the artifact.

"This is…"

The sharp-eyed Taoist Ziyang saw a touch of gold in the corner of Li Zhiqiu's mouth, a trace of surprise and doubt inevitably flashed in his eyes, and then he became horrified.He thought of a certain possibility, and couldn't help feeling a little cold all over.

"Old sheep..."

"Ah."

Hearing his friend's shout, Ziyang Taoist followed the sound, and found that the eyes of Gilded Taoist were also full of horror.

Nodding in tacit understanding, Taoist Ziyang and Taoist Liujin felt ruthless. They both knew that since the other party was from that race, only by killing the other party thoroughly could they gain a foothold in the world of cultivating immortals.

Taoist Ziyang and Taoist Liujin were able to cultivate to the Golden Core realm through casual practice with no foundation, because they were in the Qi refining period at that time, and they entered a cave left by their predecessors in the Dacheng period together.In the cave, they once read a classic book, which recorded some secrets of the world of cultivating immortals, and let them know that there is another race in this world.

Killing immortals and destroying Buddhas, slaughtering sects, and treating monks in the tribulation period as nothing, the most obvious characteristic of their family is the golden blood.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

After a few breaths of stalemate, the eight magic weapons flew back, but under the control of their master, they attacked Li Zhiqiu again.

Indistinctly visible, a purple sword and a gold awl are moving a little faster. (to be continued..)