Not long after, Zhang Ji was carried in. He was dead, covered in blood, and his Nascent Soul was gone.
Chen Chen was really shocked when he saw Zhang Ji's body.
Although he gave Zhang Ji the immortal immortality skill, he didn't know much about it. After all, he practiced the Nine Transformations Golden Body Art.
"I...my brother died in battle twice before. Is this the same?"
Chen Chen's voice was trembling, Zhang Ji's appearance was really too scary.
"The first time he died in battle, it was even worse than this. Then he came back to life for some reason."
The Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivator replied solemnly.
Chen Shen didn't ask any more, but took out the secret book of immortality from a corner of a storage ring and reviewed it on the spot.
When practicing this heaven-defying immortality technique, if you die before stepping into the soul, you will have a certain chance of being resurrected.
And once he is successfully resurrected, his strength will increase by leaps and bounds.
When entering the realm of the soul, a certain kind of immortal substance will be born in the body of the monk who practices this technique. This immortal substance can condense a new body or even soul in a short period of time.
So it can be resurrected stably.
However, if one dies after all the undead matter has been consumed, then one is truly completely dead.
Mentioning the immortal substance, Chen Chen's mind flashed to the scene when he obtained the Heaven-Conquering Immortality Technique.
It was a golden rain, all on him.
"There is a chance of resurrection from the dead. Isn't this nonsense?"
Chen Chen cursed secretly in his heart.
This Heaven-Conquering Immortality Technique is different from his immortal body. The Immortal Body has extremely strong recovery power and is extremely difficult to die, but this Heaven-Conquering Immortality Technique really requires death!
Therefore, Zhang Ji in front of him is indeed a corpse. Whether he can be resurrected depends on the probability. Although Zhang Ji is unlucky, he challenges God's bottom line again and again, relying on favor and being arrogant. Then God will also be angry. If it wasn't impossible, it would really make him belch.
Thinking of this, Chen Chen's expression changed. He quickly took out a spiritual ginseng from the storage ring, squeezed out the ginseng juice and dripped it into Zhang Ji's mouth.
A strong vitality force began to spread with Zhang Ji as the center. Even the injured demon cultivators nearby were recovering rapidly after absorbing this vitality force.
Upon noticing this scene, all the demon cultivators were shocked.
They had never heard of such a treasure, let alone seen it!
Is this Jade Cauldron Alchemy Sect so wealthy
At the same time, they couldn't help but be moved in their hearts. Such heavenly and earthly treasures were definitely rare. The monks of the Jade Cauldron Alchemy Sect took them out for Senior Brother Zhang who had become a corpse without even thinking.
This sense of brotherhood made them envious.
…
About a quarter of an hour later, a burst of golden light suddenly appeared on Zhang Ji's body. This golden light quickly repaired various parts of Zhang Ji's body from the inside out.
But in the blink of an eye, Zhang Ji jumped up like a corpse.
Immediately afterwards, his aura surged, and he stepped from the middle stage of Yuanying to the late stage of Yuanying in an instant.
Chen Chen, who was behind him, saw this scene and his eyes twitched slightly.
Zhang Ji's cultivation method is really unparalleled. Like him, looking at the entire human race, it is impossible for anyone to copy it.
It can be called the practice of seeking death, or the method of relying on favor and being arrogant.
With Zhang Ji's luck, he might be able to surpass the Immortal Demon Lord in the future.
Thinking of this, Chen Chen had some doubts that this immortality spell was specially prepared for Zhang Ji.
…
"Brother, when did you arrive, I didn't even have time to greet you!"
Zhang Ji glanced around and immediately noticed Chen Chen, his expression became very happy.
Chen Chen glanced at him and replied: "Not long after we arrived... you'd better try to avoid death as much as possible in the future. It's too dangerous."
Zhang Ji was a little embarrassed when he heard this and shook his head: "Brother, I don't want to die either, but my opponent was too powerful. I didn't even have a chance to run, so I was killed."
Chen Chen could only remain silent. After a long time, he took a deep breath and calmed down.
Maybe it was because Zhang Ji didn't mean it that God gave him a chance to be resurrected.
Luck was too complicated and he didn't want to study it further.
"How is the situation on the battlefield now?"
When the battlefield was mentioned, Zhang Ji's expression immediately changed and he said in a deep voice: "Brother, the situation ahead is very urgent now. I have to help Master immediately."
Seeing Zhang Ji turned around and wanted to leave, Chen followed silently.
"Brother... what are you..."
"I came to this battlefield just to hone myself."
Chen Chen responded with a smile.
Zhang Ji didn't say any more pretentious words. If the brothers were too polite to each other, it would be an insult.
…
Half an hour later.
Zhang Ji took Chen Chen to the frontline battlefield.
This is a large mountain completely wrapped in miasma, and there are waves of fighting everywhere in the mountain.
Chen Chen sensed it with his spiritual consciousness and roughly understood the current battle situation.
The Seven Kills Demons are at a slight disadvantage, but the Demon Clan is not guaranteed to win.
In this kind of battle situation, what is tested is the willpower of both sides.
Most of the people in the Demonic Way are ruthless and determined, but this time their opponents are also extremely ruthless. Once they see that the situation is not going well, they will immediately self-destruct.
This kind of fighting will is far from comparable to that of the rabble under Lao Hei. These are probably the direct lineage elites of the eight demon clans.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Ji immediately approached a Yuanying demon cultivator and started a fierce battle.
Chen Chen secretly scanned the battlefield and soon saw the weakest pill-forming demon cultivator.
The Concentrating Pearl rotated slightly in his mind, and soon a ray of divine consciousness shot out and hit the pill-forming demon cultivator.
The figure of the pill-forming demon cultivator suddenly stopped, and then fell from the air with a plop, making no sound.
"Killing monsters without being seen is a bit powerful."
Chen Chen exclaimed and looked at a Nascent Soul demon cultivator.
Before he could release his spiritual attack, a demon cultivator in the distance exploded, knocking the Nascent Soul demon cultivator away.
Seeing the increasingly tragic scenes on the battlefield, Chen Chen's expression changed slightly, he gritted his teeth and called Mung Bean out of the Little Worry-Free Immortal Palace.
Qing Lin naturally followed Mung Bean, looking like a loyal slave.
Facing this tragic battlefield, her face was very calm, and there were only mung beans in her eyes.
After thinking for a while, Chen Chen didn't have the nerve to directly ask her for help.
This banshee looks arrogant and arrogant that no one looks down on every day, which really makes him unhappy. It would be too embarrassing for him to beg this banshee.
After a moment of silence, Chen Chen said intentionally or unintentionally: "These monsters... their spiritual consciousness is really powerful."
Then, he glared hard at a pill-forming demon cultivator in the distance, and the pill-forming demon cultivator died instantly.
After killing the pill-forming demon cultivator, Chen Chen looked at Qing Lin provocatively.
Qing Lin noticed Chen Chen's eyes and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, as if she was sarcastically, and then her green eyes suddenly flashed.
The four pill-forming demon cultivators in the distance had no time to react, and their heads exploded.
"Hiss... awesome!"
Chen Chen was shocked in his heart, but his face showed disdain.
After hesitating for a moment, he looked at a Nascent Soul demon cultivator in the distance.
The Concentration Bead is a treasure. If he can't kill a monk of the same level with this treasure, how can it be worth it after he has been running around for nearly a month
With this mentality, Chen Chen glared at the Yuanying demon cultivator.
The Yuanying demon cultivator's body suddenly stiffened, his eyes dimmed, and he fell from the air.
Seeing this scene, Chen Chen breathed a sigh of relief. This concentration pearl did not disappoint him.
Bang bang bang!
Before he could challenge Qing Lin again, several more Nascent Soul demon cultivators had their heads exploded and died in the distance.
"Amazing!"
Chen Chen was not only shocked in his heart, but it also showed on his face.
At the same time, she looked at Qinglin with disbelief in a very cooperative manner, satisfying the female siren's pretentious mentality.
"Hmph! It's rare to see something strange."
Qing Lin snorted disdainfully, her eyes suddenly shone brightly, and demon cultivators in the distance, whether they were pill-forming or Yuanying, fell from the sky like dumplings.
The entire battlefield situation suddenly changed, and all the demon cultivators were a little confused and couldn't figure out what was going on.
"It's that woman who did it! She can attack with consciousness!"
The frightened and angry shouts of a demon clan were heard in the distance, and then a Yuanshen realm demon cultivator flew towards Chen Chen with a shocking momentum.
Seeing this, Chen Chen silently hugged Mung Bean and hid behind him, putting aside what he had been exercising in advance.
Qinglin also saw the Yuanshen Realm demon cultivator, his eyes were extremely bright, and the dim light in them was like a searchlight.
The Yuanshen realm demon cultivator had an expression of extreme pain on his face, but he was still rushing forward. When he came less than ten meters in front of Qing Lin, his speed gradually slowed down.
"Where did this dead woman come from! Go to hell!"
Under the severe pain, the Yuanshen demon cultivator roared violently and grabbed Qinglin with a claw.
"die!"
Seeing the claw approaching, Qinglin did not avoid it at all, but just gave a low drink.
The claw suddenly stopped less than ten centimeters in front of her.
"The demon clan on land is really fragile."
Looking at the motionless Yuanshen Demon Clan in front of her, Qinglin snorted coldly, stretched out her hand and gave it a gentle push. The Yuanshen Demon Clan lay weakly on the ground, and the Yuanshen Demon Clan was extinguished and died.
(End of chapter)