Zombie Cultivation in the City

Even Taoist Ziyang's life-saving attack, which can be called a one-shot attack, can't completely kill the opponent. One can imagine the strength of the opponent's physical body. How can the strength of the mid-term defeat the opponent.

Furthermore, even if you kill the opponent, you may be facing those old monsters who are not born in the world.According to the handwriting left by the senior of the Dacheng period, any member of the Zombie God clan can kill immortals and kill gods. In the eyes of the other party, these Jindan stage monks are not even small shrimps, or even There is no qualification to escape.

Although he didn't understand why there was Li Zhiqiu, a poor and weak member of the Zombie God Clan, Taoist Liu Jin believed in that senior's handwriting. How could a young monk in the early stage step on the golden core stage doubt the words of that senior.

In order not to waste the chance that his friend had exchanged his life for, the gilt Taoist must find a hidden place to settle down before the period of weakness caused by using the blood sacrifice method arrives.

Otherwise, life is in danger.

As for revenge

"town."

The Jindanqi cultivator in the golden gown raised his right hand and pressed down fiercely, and that side turned into a golden seal the size of a hill with a majestic momentum, pressing down like Mount Tai.

At the same time, a huge golden ring stayed above the golden seal, faintly emitting a restraining force, preventing Li Zhiqiu who was underneath from moving. [

The other four magic weapons also unanimously released their respective powers of law to attack the wounded Li Zhiqiu.

At this time, none of the remaining six Golden Core stage monks felt sad because of Ziyang Taoist's passing.There was no doubt because of the departure of Taoist gilt.He even secretly rejoiced that there were two fewer competitors.

them.They were all dazzled by the joy of getting a treasure.

It has to be said that wealth is attractive to the eyes, and treasure is attractive to the heart.

This is true of mortals, and monks are no exception.

"puff."

At the moment when the golden seal enveloped him, the severely injured Li Zhiqiu couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of golden blood, which landed on the Kyushu cauldron floating in front of him, and slowly penetrated into it.

"hold head high…"

Stimulated by the golden blood, Jiaotu and Yazi raised their heads to the sky and roared.Transformed into a miniature golden dragon again, with a trace of blood red in the dragon's eyes.

Without Li Zhiqiu's control, the Kyushu tripod rose slowly under the control of the mini dragon, and stayed about two meters above Li Zhiqiu.

"Buzzing..."

The figure stopped in mid-air, and the Kyushu cauldron slowly rotated, forming a golden light curtain that enveloped Li Zhiqiu below, and then sent out golden lights to welcome the golden seal above.

The artifact has a spirit, and protects the Lord by itself.

This is where the true value of the artifact lies, the ordinary magic weapon.Even if the spirit of the weapon is born, it is basically transformed by a monk's spiritual consciousness.Very limited.And the spirit of the artifact is born of the heaven and the earth, and it is completely another kind of life with independent consciousness.

As time passed, the golden seal became bigger and bigger, the power above it became more majestic, and the speed became faster and faster. [

But after the reappearance of the Kyushu Ding, the speed of Jin Yin's pressing down suddenly slowed down. Although the trend of pressing down was still very obvious, the power was weakened by [-]% to [-]% in the form, and the pressure on Li Zhiqiu was suddenly reduced.

Only the restraining force from the golden ring made Li Zhiqiu lie on the ground unable to move at all, and could only watch the Kyushu tripod spontaneously fight with several magic weapons.

As the person concerned, his own life is at stake, but he can do nothing.

This feeling is really extremely aggrieved.

However, Taoist Ziyang's blow was so strong that Li Zhiqiu still felt his bones were shattered, and the pain around him continued to stimulate his nerves.

Li Zhiqiu even wondered if it wasn't for his zombie physique, would he have turned into a pile of dust.

But without the divine power flowing slowly in his body, repairing his injured body at an imperceptible speed, Li Zhiqiu, who couldn't feel his heartbeat, would feel that he was dead.

However, for Li Zhiqiu who had already died once, this feeling was not a big blow. Only his unyielding fighting spirit supported him to constantly mobilize the divine power in his body, hoping to quickly restore his freedom.

Zombies are immortal, immortal, immortal.

Even if Taoist Ziyang delivered an earth-shattering blow, Li Zhiqiu's spirit still couldn't be wiped out, this is limited by the laws of heaven and earth.

"when."

Without the support of Li Zhiqiu's divine power, coupled with the constraints of other magic weapons, the Kyushu Cauldron's spontaneous protector still couldn't stop Jin Yin's pressure.

With a crash that resounded through the sky, Jin Yin was heavily pressed on the Kyushu Cauldron.

"hold head high."

The miniature dragon from Jiuzhou Dingding's mouth uttered a loud and clear dragon chant, firmly blocking the downward trend of the golden seal two meters above Li Zhiqiu, the blood red in his eyes disappeared immediately, and the golden blood on Jiuzhou Dingding's body also quietly disappeared.

The energy brought by Li Zhiqiu's blood was exhausted, and the power of the Kyushu Cauldron, which spontaneously protected the Lord, was greatly reduced. After all, it was still an incomplete body, and the strength it could display was limited.

Faintly visible, the golden color on the miniature dragon's body became a bit dim.

It didn't last long, and after the other magic weapons aimed their attacks at the Kyushu Ding, under the continuous attack of several magic weapons, the golden color on the mini dragon's body quickly darkened.

"Ugh..."

In the end, the Kyushu Cauldron still couldn't withstand the joint attack of the six magic weapons. The mini dragon glanced at its master on the ground with nostalgia, and with a mournful cry it turned into a stream of light and sank into Li Zhiqiu's body.

"Is that the case? I'm not reconciled..."

Regarding the failure of the Kyushu Ding, Li Zhiqiu did not feel any grief or indignation, only full of emotion.

Seeing the golden seal approaching above, a trace of unwillingness flashed in Li Zhiqiu's eyes, but he couldn't help but watch the golden seal push down.

Until now, Li Zhiqiu reluctantly closed his eyes.

"Boy, just give up like this?"

A ridicule sounded in Li Zhiqiu's ears, and when he suddenly opened his eyes, he saw a handsome young man in a purple dress appearing beside him.

There are no patterns on the costumes, just standing there casually makes people feel a sense of luxury, which is a kind of inherent nobility.

With the appearance of the handsome young man, the six magic weapons that had been pounced on unexpectedly stayed in mid-air strangely, and the huge golden seal was completely motionless on the top of the young man's head.

At this moment, Li Zhiqiu's image of a handsome young man seemed to stand tall in Li Zhiqiu's eyes, as if a single figure of the other party supported the whole world.

This guy is so tm handsome and too

Too tm will pretend to compare.

Even Li Zhiqiu, who doesn't have much demand for his appearance, can't help but feel ashamed when he sees the other person's appearance——

The new year is coming, Changjiang hereby wishes you all a happy new year, in the new year, you will be the goddess and make great achievements! ! ! (to be continued...)