Zombie Cultivation in the City

"Chichichi..."

The water arrow collided with Li Zhiqiu's figure, making the sound of water splashing on the ground, forming a thick water curtain.

But for a moment, a figure quickly passed through the thick water mist, the speed remained unchanged, and appeared beside the middle-aged Taoist priest.

"Uh."

The middle-aged Taoist priest was obviously taken aback when he saw the other party break his Taoism so easily, but the resilience he had cultivated for a long time allowed him to quickly form a thick khaki barrier in front of him.

Basic soil system Taoism, mountain solidification technique.

"puff."

The fist pierced through the khaki-colored wall and hit the light blue mask. Li Zhiqiu's hand flashed golden light, and the light blue mask disappeared without a sound, turning into a stream of spiritual power and flowing into his body.

Apparently, not bad.

Li Zhiqiu sighed with emotion, stepped on the air with one foot, and made a sound similar to a sonic boom. With the reaction force from the previous hit on the middle-aged Taoist priest, his figure flashed again and appeared in front of another Jindan stage monk.

"call…"

Before the middle-aged Taoist could react, he saw a fist magnified in front of his eyes, and then he flew back involuntarily. There was only the sound of strong wind blowing in his ears, and he felt a little pain all over his body.

how is this possible…

A thought flashed through the mind of the middle-aged Taoist priest. He did not expect that his body protection magic weapon and mountain solid technique were so vulnerable, or that he could not even block a single attack from the opponent.

Like the middle-aged Taoist priest, the two layers of golden shield in front of a young monk in golden armor had no resistance at all, so they were shattered under Li Zhiqiu's fist, and his figure flew away.

However, it is different from the middle-aged Taoist priest.The moment the golden armored monk was knocked into the air.The magic weapon that had also controlled the flying back attacked Li Zhiqiu.

The long golden gun with a tinge of blood whizzed from time to time as it flew.As if breaking through the air resistance, its speed is astonishingly fast, and Li Zhiqiu cannot dodge at all.

"Break it for me."

Facing the golden spear flying by, Li Zhiqiu, who was in the air, was not flexible enough. He had no time to dodge, and he didn't want to dodge. His arms carried a strong wind to face him.

"Humph."

Unlike standing on the ground, Li Zhiqiu, who had no way to rely on his strength, was blown away by the powerful impact of the golden gun.It made several Jindan stage monks who had lingering fears happy.

Only when a monk has reached the golden core stage can he stand in the air without resorting to the power of magic weapons.

Li Zhiqiu's cultivation is only at the alchemy stage, and even with the help of magic weapons, he can't move freely in the air, not to mention that he doesn't use magic weapons at all.

Unfortunately, the development of the matter is destined to disappoint them.

With the powerful momentum brought by the golden gun, Li Zhiqiu, who was not seriously injured, quickly appeared in front of another white-bearded monk, and punched him with a strong wind.

Unsurprisingly, the two layers of cyan shields in front of the white-bearded friar shattered.But a cyan tower-shaped magic weapon blocked his fist.

It is the talisman of life that Brother Whitebeard recalled in time, the Cyanwood Pagoda.

"Om."

The exquisite and simple exquisite small tower is turning around.It emitted a blue light, blocking Li Zhiqiu's fist.

At this moment, several magic weapons flew towards Li Zhiqiu one after another, among them was a big golden seal with a height of several feet, oppressing it from above with great power.

It has to be said that the casual cultivators of the Golden Core stage reacted extremely quickly, and found a way to deal with Li Zhiqiu in a short period of time.

"Humph."

Blocked by the tower-shaped magic weapon, Li Zhiqiu, who was looking around, did not stop at all. He changed his direction by the impact and moved towards an ax-shaped magic weapon.

Li Zhiqiu could feel a restraining force from the big golden seal on his head and another ring-shaped magic weapon. For him who had no way to rely on it in the air, once he was entangled with these two magic weapons, the consequences would be disastrous .Although the sharp power carried by the ax-shaped magic weapon is among the best among many magic weapons, the tyrannical Li Zhiqiu is not afraid.

"Ding."

After the right fist and the ax-shaped magic weapon exchanged once, Li Zhiqiu's figure did not stop at all, breaking through the restraining power of the golden seal, he appeared in front of a young man in a golden gown in an instant.

He is the owner of the golden seal.

There is no nonsense, Li Zhiqiu swung his fist, breaking through several defenses in front of the opponent with a strong wind, and absorbed a little spiritual power to supplement the lost divine power.

"boom."

Feeling firm to the flesh, Li Zhiqiu didn't stay in shape, and flew upside down again, flying towards another plainly dressed Taoist.

When Li Zhiqiu flew away, the figure of the man in the golden gown also flew to the ground at a high speed. Fortunately, his golden magic weapon caught him in time, but there was still an obvious red fist mark on his face.The right cheek is slightly bulged, and Rao's recovery ability at the Jindan stage cannot be eliminated in a short time.

With the crystallization of the soul, Li Zhiqiu truly realized the happiness of spiritual power without worry.

Whether it is the power of a magic weapon, the spiritual power of others, or the power of the sun, the crystallization of the soul will be transformed into the divine power or spiritual power that Li Zhiqiu needs most. As long as the Kyushu tripod is not activated as strongly as before, there is no need to worry about it under normal circumstances.

It's just that Li Zhiqiu's shortcoming is still lacking the power to stay in the air of the golden core period.Although his speed is extremely fast, he still can't change the direction freely, and can only adjust his flying direction when fighting with the magic weapon.

However, in this world of cultivating immortals, in terms of power control, no one can surpass the zombies.

Whenever he collided with the magic weapon, Li Zhiqiu's fist would subconsciously adjust slightly, so that the recoil force could align his figure with the rest of the Jindan stage monks, with little deviation.

For a moment, Li Zhiqiu's figure flickered in the air, leaving behind rows of afterimages, and several magic weapons failed.

The casual cultivators watching on the ground hadn't recovered from the shock of Li Zhiqiu's magic weapon, so they opened their eyes wide again, watching a monk at the alchemy stage who was not strong in the air chasing the monk at the golden alchemy stage , and those Jindan stage monks who have the power to volley have no resistance.

"Walk."

With a wave of his sleeves, Master Lanfeng turned around and led hundreds of disciples from the Qingcheng Gate away from the Huangshan Mountains. Before leaving, he took a meaningful look at the figure flickering in the sky.

I didn't expect that there would be such a newcomer in that group, they almost let them look away, and if they stayed and provoked the old guy of the other party, it would be ugly.

At the same time, the disciples of the Baicao and Tianshan sects, who are the old seven major sects, left without any delay.

"Sect Master, the Qingcheng, Baicao, and Tianshan sects have already left, and none of their disciples stayed."

"I'll go back to the sect as well."

Hearing the report from his disciples, Yue Ruzheng raised his head to look at the high-spirited young man, then looked at the figures of the three factions in the distance, and gave an order straight away.

As the Bashu Sword Sect, who are less than a hundred years old among the new seven major sects, not only did they become one of the great sects because of their accidental fate, but more importantly, their suzerains were all people who judged the situation, otherwise the Bashu Sword Sect would have been submerged in the In the vast world of cultivating immortals.

After the Bashu Sword Sect left, the remaining Lingyun, Wudang, and Emei sects of the seven major sects left afterward.It is not easy for the heads of the seven major sects to occupy a place in this cruelly competitive world of cultivating immortals, and they will never ignore the future of the sect because of temporary gains and losses.

What's more, they didn't leave Huangshan immediately, but they just wanted to give it a try. After all, they were different from casual cultivators, and they were not fully sure that they would never easily offend the two Taoists who had accumulated prestige for thousands of years.

And the departure of the seven major sects also took away many small and medium sects affiliated to them. The astonished casual cultivators would not find that there were already many monks missing around them.

"It's boring."

Watching batch after batch of monks leave, the handsome young man drank the fine wine in his hand and said something lightly.

"It's not very good, so as not to get your hands dirty."

"Okay, okay, but don't leave these people next. Hei Yi, Hei Jiu..."

Facing the woman's benevolence of the man surnamed Yue, the handsome young man reluctantly complied, but his eyes were cold, and he turned his head to give an order.

"No." (To be continued...)