"Tianshi Zhang Heming! Don't go too far!"
"Wu Minsan! You're dead!"
"Today! At this moment! At this moment!"
"No one can protect you, even if you go to heaven or hell!"
In a fairly prosperous county town, two beams of light shot up into the sky. A building they passed by instantly rumbled as if by an earthquake, and a large piece of it was missing, revealing the restaurant inside.
Two beams of light bombarded each other with Taoist magic and rushed up to the clouds. One of them was wrapped in black smoke and tried desperately to get into the crowd in the downtown area, but was forced by the other beam of light to escape to the sky.
Pedestrians walking on the road and shopping looked up helplessly, as if looking at a scene from a myth, at the two entangled rays of light in the sky.
Couples hugging each other, old ladies who had just stopped selling groceries, and middle-aged people who had just gone out to work, all looked up at the sky with wide eyes. Compared to Weigang City, although everyone had heard some gossip here and there, no one had actually seen such a scene.
And this Wu Minsan was hiding in the downtown area. It would be good enough for Zhang Heming to force him out. It was even more impossible for him to eliminate a second-level transcendent silently.
Below, we immediately saw a number of black military vehicles pulling up, and groups of police officers began to maintain order and were on high alert. Having experienced numerous extraordinary events, they now have a complete set of handling procedures and emergency plans for maintaining order in the face of situations like this.
Both of them were shaking violently, and the lights were connected together as if the beginning and the end were connected. A stream of magical lights came out one after another, shaking in the sky. It was almost to the point of fighting for life, and they released their magic power wantonly in this world without regard for everything.
Hundreds and even thousands of poisonous insects flew out from the sleeves of an old man. The poisonous insects seemed to have merged with him. Tiny insects crawled in and out of his body, which was extremely terrifying.
The insect carried black smoke, with the roars and cries of human and animal souls in it. It chased and surrounded Zhang Heming in the sky, frantically gnawing at the forbidden spiritual light on his body. This terrifying insect could even eat up the spiritual light of Taoist magic.
Zhang Heming pulled out the whisk on his back and swung it vigorously. He saw the spiritual silk growing wildly and instantly grew to more than 20 meters. As Zhang Heming swung it down, it smashed the swarm of insects like a dragon swinging its tail and bombarded the old man who controlled the insect.
This is exactly the whisk that Zhang Heming obtained from the ruins, named Luotian Whisk. Although no one knows how many years have passed and the spiritual power on it has completely dissipated, the mark engraved in the core is still there. It is essentially a third-rank magic weapon.
The material of the magic weapon itself is also made of spiritual materials that are hard to find in the mountains and seas. After Zhang Heming re-refined it, the power it displays at this moment far exceeds the ordinary magic weapons that have appeared currently. Moreover, once the refinement is successful, it will be a third-level magic weapon. Even in the mountain and sea world, it is a powerful weapon that can suppress the mountain gate sect.
Coupled with the inheritance obtained from the ruins, it was worth it for Zhang Heming to sacrifice an arm for the ruins and wait in Nanzhou for decades.
The old man was hit by the light of the whisk, and the black smoke surrounding his body was instantly dissipated. He let out a shrill roar and ran away.
"Zhang Heming! For today's revenge, I will fight you to the death!" Although the old man was roaring, his feet were as if greased with oil. He madly drove the spiritual light towards the horizon, broke through the clouds, and disappeared into them.
As a second-level transcendent, as long as he can escape, no one in this world can easily do anything to him.
Zhang Heming instantly threw out a spiritual bead from the long sleeves of his Taoist robe. The spiritual bead carried glowing spiritual power and fell from the sky like a small mountain, bombarding the old man whose forbidden spiritual light and his own aura had been dispersed.
The old man had just finished uttering the harsh words and had no chance to escape when he was hit by the spirit pearl.
The body that had been strengthened by the blood of gods and demons and a large number of elixirs and spiritual insects was now resisting the frontal attack of a spiritual weapon. It was like being pressed down by a mountain. The whole body turned into a meat paste in an instant and fell from the sky like a piece of rag.
But Zhang Heming immediately saw that from the corpse, dozens of strange insects emitting powerful spiritual light and possessing magical blood rushed out of the body and fled into the distance in an instant.
"Not dead?" Zhang Heming reacted instantly, swung the whisk in his hand and chased after the escaped alien insect.
After chasing for hundreds of miles all the way to the provincial border, Zhang Heming captured and sealed the strange insects one by one, and sealed the poisonous insects refined by Wu Minsan into a magical jade bottle.
And in the bottle, one can see that the black smoke pouring out of the poisonous insect is constantly condensing into the appearance of Wu Minsan, who is uttering all kinds of curses and scolding at Zhang Heming, and then turns into a posture of begging for mercy and crying bitterly.
Zhang Heming stood on the cloud, holding the jade bottle, and stretched out his hand to reinforce the seal of the talisman on it. No matter how the black smoke and spiritual light collided, not a single bit could escape. Groups of terrifying and hideous poisonous insects made a buzzing sound inside.
He waved his hand and disappeared into the clouds.
A few days later, Fang Xiu learned the name of the man who made the Gu. His name was Wu Minsan. He obtained a portion of inherited blood from abroad last year, which actually allowed him to fuse it successfully. He then sneaked into the Gate of Gods and Demons and stayed in the Mountain and Sea Realm for decades before coming out.
Zhang Heming destroyed his body, but he did not expect that his soul would escape by attaching itself to several natal Gu that he had refined. Finally, Zhang Heming chased it for hundreds of miles before sealing it and sent it to the Demon Locking Tower.
Fang Xiu then received several of Wu Minsan's non-natal Gu worms sent by Zhang Heming using a magic kite, as well as a photocopied Taoist bound book.
After Fang Xiu came back, he looked through the experiences of Wu Minsan in the Mountain and Sea Realm. However, he discovered that the art of refining poison should have been cultivated by the other party in the real world, so it was not recorded in the Heavenly Dao of the Mountain and Sea Realm. Now that he had obtained this Taoist book, Fang Xiu was still interested.
At the same time, the magic of the art of refining Gu, as well as the Taoist technique of separating from the main body and attaching itself to the natal Gu, caused quite a stir in the extraordinary world.
It has been a hot topic on the extraordinary forum these days. What extraordinary people all over the world talk about the most is not the power that can refine magical poisonous insects, but the Taoist magic that can allow one's soul to attach to other bodies.
If it is really possible, wouldn't it mean that the body can be replaced by the bodies of the descendants of gods and demons and ancient species in the mountain and sea world? Wouldn't it be possible to gain more powerful strength and qualifications
However, Fang Xiu took a look and found that the art of refining Gu was not that magical, nor did it involve the mysteries of the soul such as the so-called possession of another's body and reincarnation techniques.
Moreover, Wu Minsan, who survived by relying on the natal Gu, had his consciousness and memory almost devoured by the Gu. It is hard to say whether he is a human or a Gu at this moment.
What Fang Xiu was most interested in that day were some of Wu Minsan's ideas. His idea was not to merge the soul and the body into one, but to breed a poisonous insect from the body and soul that inherited his own bloodline and part of his soul.
This is a bit like taking a detour to save the country, bypassing the restrictions to break through the fourth level.