As soon as he finished speaking, Tsing Yi turned into a silver sword and fell into Xu Ziyan's hand.
Xu Ziyan:…
(╯‵*′)╯︵┻━┻! Master Tsing Yi, do you know that you are so funny than the head!!!!
If I knew you were going to run out of energy, I would still open a woolen spiritual power cover! We can totally handle it! ! ! ! !
Xu Ziyan didn't know what kind of expression he should put on to face the long sword in his hand.
Seemingly immortal, the indifferent Tsing Yi is so unreliable, she is simply mad! !
Damn, now facing a super fierce devil, what are the brothers going to do? Do you really have to be forced to hide in Fang Ge-jun and not come out?
Xu Ziyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Holding that long sword, he had the urge to step on him, but when he thought of Tsing Yi's strength after recovering his spiritual power, he could only give up this tempting idea.
"Jie Jie..." Feng Du, who had come back to his senses, also noticed that Tsing Yi's disappeared, and Jie Jie looked at Xu Ziyan with a sullen smile.
Xu Ziyan wiped his face vigorously, what else did he think? run!
Hurry up and use the aurora to escape, I really can't escape anymore...
"This fellow Daoist, you stepped on me..."
Just one second before Xu Ziyan jumped onto the aurora, a dark and hoarse male voice came from under his feet.
Xu Ziyan: =mouth=
He instinctively jumped back, dodging the little dirt bag.
He had just been escaping for his life, without considering the terrain at all. Later, the violent explosion threw him away for a distance. It was not until now that he noticed that what he was stepping on was not a flat ground, but a small dirt bag. It looks... kind of like a graveyard. →. →When Feng Du heard the male voice, his face changed abruptly, but he quickly calmed down, clasping his chest with his arms and watching with cold eyes.
In his opinion, Xu Ziyan and Xu Zirong are already in his pocket, and it is impossible for him to escape. Since this is the case, let's see how holy this guy who suddenly appeared!
Xu Ziyan looked embarrassed as he watched a gray-clothed cultivator climb out of the dirt bag...
Well, the scene can be compared to zombie ghost movies, which is the scene where a hand suddenly appears in the grave...
As the man slowly crawled out of the tomb bag, Feng Du's face became a little bit ugly.
This person is no stranger to him, or rather... This guy is a well-known existence in the entire Demon Race.
The people and demons in Xuan Yuyu have been fighting for so long, and they have a deep understanding of those high-end combat powers.
For example, Luo Dajiao from Liuguang Sect, Tang Tianlang from Tianyu Sect, Fumo Jushi from Mofu Island, etc. These people are all powerful members of the cultivator alliance, and they are all fighting for human beings regardless of whether they are true or false. And among them, a very famous demon corpse is even more like thunder among the demons.
The strength of this demon corpse is very powerful, not only the Nascent Soul Demon Clan can't do anything to him, but even the Deity Transformation Demon Clan can do nothing to him.
This is not to say that he is already strong enough to challenge the level, but—I don't know how many treasures of heaven and earth have been cast on him by the people who refined him. The body of the refining is extremely hard.
It stands to reason that the body of the Demon Race is already very powerful, but when compared with him, it immediately becomes a scum. If a Demon Race collides with him, it is proper that the Demon Race is smashed into flesh...
In the face of such an iron zombie who can't be stomped or beaten, the demons really can't imagine him...
Fortunately, this guy doesn't have any specialties in attacking. At most, he can use his corpse poison or sharp nails and teeth. Otherwise, he doesn't know how many demons will die in his hands.
Against such a person, Feng Du also felt a headache. This guy can't be killed or killed, but he can still entangle you so that you can't let go.
If the two little guys escaped when they were entangled with the other party, it would be troublesome!
"Jin Wentian! You must fight against me today, right?" Feng Du asked with an irritated face.
The man in grey who climbed out of the mound had a handsome face, and he was handsome - ignoring the dirt on his body and the grass in his hair - gentle in temperament, not like a legend in any way - a zombie !
Well, that's right.
Xu Ziyan and the others also heard about the name of Jin Wentian, the Nascent Soul cultivator.
After returning to Liuguangzong from the East China Sea last time, Luo Dajiao explained the situation to them carefully. Of course, it also includes these monks who are famous on the battlefield.
Luo Big Foot's expression twitched a little when he said about this corpse refiner called Jin Wentian, and it seemed that he was very unhappy about this kind of corpse refinement that you can't beat to death.
According to Xu Ziyan's speculation, it is estimated that his master may have played against this corpse refiner, and the result is probably not so wonderful, that's why the master showed such an expression. →. → But anyway, this corpse is indeed one of the main force of the red human beings in the human-demon war organization. Although it never obeys anyone's orders, it will take the initiative to kill the demons.
For such a strange flower in the world of self-cultivation, the people of the cultivator alliance can't say anything. Anyway, they are still killing the demons. If they don't obey the order, they won't obey. Just pretend that he doesn't exist.
It was just such a person, but now unexpectedly came out to protect their brothers, which made both of them a little strange.
Xu Ziyan touched his chin and hurriedly gave a respectful salute, "Thank you, Daoist Jin, for your help."
"Huh?" Jin Wentian glanced at him sideways, just about to refute, but his face changed suddenly when he saw Xu Zirong!
"You..." He dodged and rushed in front of Xu Zirong, wanting to grab his shoulder. Unexpectedly, Xu Zirong seemed to be ready. He shrank his shoulders and ducked. He even grabbed the man with a backhand. collar, and then a solid punch hit his handsome face.
Xu Ziyan: = mouth = FUCK! God turning! ! !
Feng Du was also surprised by this situation, but soon, the surprise turned into horror, because he saw with his own eyes that the refining corpse, which even gave him a headache, was punched in the face by the pretty boy. , but did not resist at all.
"Wait... Stop!" Xu Ziyan was surprised, but he finally recovered and rescued the corpse from Xu Zirong's 'devil'.
He didn't know what the deep hatred between this person and Zirong was, but at least they came to help us. What problems can't be discussed after the wind poison has been resolved
Speaking of this truth, Xu Zirong finally stopped and looked at Jin Wentian coldly.
Jin Wentian's expression was sluggish, and it seemed that he never recovered from Zirong's face. It was not until Zirong lowered his head and slowly sorted his clothes that he realized, "Are you a child of lotus paste?"
Xu Zirong didn't even lift his eyelids, and slapped the dust on the corners of his brother's clothes with a serious look on his face. Even though the clothes were basically trash after the battle just now, he still slapped them seriously, as if they were some precious treasure.
Xu Ziyan felt a bit of a pain in the ass... Although his childhood was a little far away from him, the name Lianrong... had been cursed by the original body too many times, and I couldn't even forget it.
That's right, Lianrong is Xu Zirong's mother, who is also known as Xiaosan in other people's mouths, the white moonlight in Xu Xiao's heart, cinnabar mole, true love... Ahem, there are a lot of names anyway.
But for Xu Ziyan, apart from the concept of 'Xu Zirong's mother', he really has no other associations with this name.
After all, whether it's the third child or true love, it's all a matter between the original parents and her. As a bystander, he is not qualified to comment on this.
But this guy in front of me... Well, just looking at this guy, I know that there must be an adultery between him and that lotus seed, plus Xu Zirong has revealed before that he is not actually Xu Xiao's own son... So... this is a cheap dad Found it
"You..." Xu Zirong's reaction made Jin Wentian feel a little uneasy, and the other party's face that looked like a lotus seed made him even more pleasantly surprised.
"This... senior..." Xu Ziyan's expression was tangled. Originally, in terms of cultivation, he just had to call him a daoist, but the other party was 'suspected' of Xu Zirong's father. Although Xu Zirong seemed to refuse to admit it, he was really a friend. I couldn't speak out, so I had to step back and call the seniors.
"Ah?" Jin Wentian was stunned for a moment, only then did he realize that Zirong had a companion, but he didn't realize it when he watched it just now, but once he doubted Xu Zirong's identity and looked at Xu Ziyan again, he was obviously similar to Xu Xiao. The similar face immediately made him feel disgusting.
Xu Ziyan: (╯‵*′)╯︵┻━┻, what do you mean by your obvious dislike? Did labor and capital offend you!!
"Brother... Ignore him, let's go." Seeing that Jin Wentian dared to show his brother's face, Xu Zirong became even more unhappy, and with a flick of his sleeves, he was about to pull Xu Ziyan away.
"Wait a minute!" When Jin Wentian saw that his son was about to leave, he was in a hurry and reached out his hand to stop them.
Unexpectedly, Xu Zirong seemed to be prepared long ago, and suddenly threw out a blood vine, and gave it a fierce blow...
Snapped!
The blood vine broke in two and fell to the ground.
"That... I didn't mean to..." Jin Wentian looked at the broken blood vine, then looked at Xu Zirong with a dark face, and said embarrassedly.
Xu Zirong snorted coldly, pulled her brother to her flying sword, and flew away with a swoosh.
"Wait for me." After finally finding the trace of his son, Jin Wentian couldn't just let it go, and hurriedly followed him.
Leaving the forgotten wind poison, looking at the figure in the distance with a gloomy face, in the end, he could only grit his teeth viciously: "Today you are lucky!"
If he couldn't beat Jin Wentian, Feng Du wouldn't make fun of himself. Just now, the other party showed such an obvious relationship with each other.
The wind poison receded, but he did not give up. After all, this place is still the control area of the demon race. Even if he can't catch the opponent immediately, as long as he pays attention at all times, there may be other opportunities.
Xu Ziyan didn't know that Fengdu was still trying to beat Xu Zirong. In fact, he always thought that the other party wanted his body instead of his body.
But no matter what, with Jin Wentian here, they finally got rid of the threat of wind poison, although—they seem to have another big trouble...