"Broken."
Xu Mi roared, and the red flames on the exorcist mahogany sword suddenly turned into monstrous flames.
The black thorns surrounding the exorcist mahogany sword also burst into flames at once.
But more black thorns wrapped around it again, and the red flames on the exorcist mahogany sword faded and faded, and finally disappeared completely.
"Pounce" With the disappearance of the exorcist mahogany sword, Xu Mi spurted out another mouthful of blood.
This one, which can be regarded as a mid-range magic weapon in Maoshan magic weapon, has been completely destroyed before the real opponent has made a move.
"What kind of monster is this?
Xu Mi had never seen the Black Lady Shura, so Xu Mi couldn't help but exclaim when he saw this eight-legged human monster wearing black scale armor that could instantly release Dao techniques.
In fact, if Xu Mi knew that this was a black Shura, he would probably be even more surprised.
Because in the minds of ordinary cultivators, the Black Sho Shura has always been an extremely powerful dark demon beast that is extremely cruel and devours all living beings in front of him from the bottomless netherworld, and it is impossible for people to control it.
"This is my Shikigami."
Zhao Lingjun pretended to be a ghost and said.
"Well, my Shikijin is pretty good."
Zhao Lingjun stretched out his hand and stroked the scale armor on the body of the black Shura standing in front of him, although that feeling made Zhao Lingjun himself want to vomit, Zhao Lingjun still shook the key to the Yellow Spring in his hand disguised as an onmyoji, and put on a very disgusting shape.
"It turns out that this is the legendary Shikigami summoned by the Onmyoji in the dark land and fed with flesh and blood."
Xu Mi fell for Zhao Lingjun at once, "Your Shishen is so powerful, you must have devoured the flesh and soul of many people." ” "It's easy to say, maybe if it swallows the flesh and soul of a cultivator like you, it will be even stronger."
Zhao Lingjun said disgustingly.
"Look, it's drooling."
"Drain your mother's head, little red guy."
Xu Mi estimated that he was so angry that he even scolded the dialect of his hometown.
After scolding, Xu Mi took out a white glass bottle, poured out a pill, and swallowed it quickly.
In a moment, Xu Mi's face looked much better. ottnnd。
It seems that there are still a lot of good things in the Maoshan Sect.
Zhao Lingjun saw that Xu Mi's bottle of elixir had such a good healing effect, and his eyes straightened.
"Catch him for me."
Zhao Lingjun immediately gave an order to the three zombies and the black stool Shura in front of him.
Zhao Lingjun was not afraid that after Xu Mi's injury was healed, he would cast some powerful spells and magic weapons, Zhao Lingjun was worried that such a bottle of good medicine would be swallowed up by Xu Mi.
"Little Red Guy, you are so despicable."
Before Xu Mi could react, one of the three zombies had already appeared beside Xu Mi, and Xu Mi didn't expect that one of the three zombies would still have the kung fu of teleportation.
And Xu Mi didn't have Zhao Lingjun's unparalleled reflexes and speed, so he was hit in the stomach with a punch all of a sudden.
"Uh," Xu Mi's tears and snot came down all of a sudden.
When Xu Mi was cultivating in Maoshan, he also fought with the zombies that the predecessors of the Maoshan Sect deliberately created for the younger generations to train their courage.
But none of the zombies created by the predecessors of the Maoshan Sect seemed to have such a strong power.
Xu Mi felt that her internal organs were about to squirt out of her mouth.
Xu Mi didn't have the sensitive sense and reaction speed of Zhao Lingjun, so he didn't notice it for a while, and he was directly punched by the zombie.
However, the body of the Maoshan Warlock who cultivates Dao power is naturally not comparable to ordinary people, so when the zombie punches Xu Mi, Xu Mi's punch also hits the zombie almost at the same time.
"Disease" The moment Xu Mi's fist hit the zombie, a circle of free blue lightning appeared from Xu Mi's fist.
With a "bang", the zombie hit by Xu Mi suddenly flew out like a broken sack.
An incomparably powerful force burst through the zombie's body.
The place where the zombie was hit by Xu Mi suddenly broke a terrifying hole, and countless free electric lights shone in the hole, and even the zombie's mouth and eyes spewed out blue electric sparks.
"Let you taste our Maoshan Sect's Lei Yan Fist."
Xu Mi thought that after this zombie was hit by Lei Yan Boxing with five positive thunder powers, he would definitely not survive.
But to Xu Mi's surprise, the zombie who was beaten out by himself immediately got up from the ground, and the terrifying wound on the zombie's body was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The black muscles are like moving earthworms, re-encircling and bonding.
"How so?"
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Xu Mi looked at Zhao Lingjun in disbelief.
Zhao Lingjun's mind moved, and he immediately waved the key to the Yellow Spring disguised as a demon flag in his hand, and set a spell that he didn't know what it meant.
Zhao Lingjun feels that with his acting skills, he can compete for the Best Actor Award at the Academy Awards.
Xu Mi didn't have much room to think, and when he flew away with a punch and attacked his zombies, the attacks of the other two zombie brothers under Zhao Lingjun and the Black Sho Shura had also arrived.
Xu Mi only felt that his feet were soft, and when he looked down, Xu Mi found that his feet had turned into a mud pool with constant sour bubbles, and his body was sinking at an extremely fast speed.
And the zombie with the national character face, dancing with both hands, the green light on his hands was flourishing, and countless green grasses were like moving snakes, growing up quickly and entangled towards Xu Mi.
But the most dangerous attack came from the Black Jar Shura.
With a low groan that seemed to be someone's terrible cry in the middle of the night, Black Shura's body suddenly surged up with black flames more than an inch long, and Black Shura opened his mouth, and countless skulls burning with black flames suddenly rushed towards Xu Mi, who was trapped in the mud.
"Haha."
Zhao Lingjun laughed proudly.
This time, Zhao Lingjun is not acting.
"Those who are fighting are in front of each other" In Zhao Lingjun's laughter, the yellow cloth package in Xu Mi's hand exploded suddenly, and countless broken yellow cloths were like countless yellow butterflies, flying around in the air.
A turquoise, small bronze mirror like a girl's dressing mirror, appeared in Xu Mi's hand.
As soon as the "Qingying Mirror" saw the quaint patterns on the mirror, Zhao Lingjun was taken aback, and suddenly remembered what Lin Yiren had told him, one of the three treasures of Maoshan Qingying Mirror In the yellow rags fluttering in the sky, five small green flames poured out from the five fingers of Xu Mi's right hand.
Xu Mi's face also turned blue-yellow under the flames, as if he was wearing an emerald mask on his face.
And when Xu Mi's five fingers stroked the back of the turquoise bronze mirror, the five small green flames on Xu Mi's fingers jumped on the bronze mirror at once, and then slowly disappeared into the bronze mirror.
With the disappearance of the green flames, the entire bronze ancient mirror suddenly bloomed with a cyan aura, covering Xu Mi's whole body In just an instant, the mud under Xu Mi's feet turned into solid ground again.
And the countless green grass and the burning black skull, as soon as they touched the cyan qi, they immediately turned into flying ashes.
"In an instant, the gods are changing, and the old man is as anxious as the law."
In the cyan aura, Xu Mi's deep voice had just disappeared, and Xu Mi had already appeared on Zhao Lingjun's side.
On both hands, there was a free electric light, pressing towards Zhao Lingjun's body.
"What's going on?"
Zhao Lingjun was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Xu Mi didn't use the Qing Ying Mirror against himself, but instead used this spell similar to teleportation to attack himself at close range.
Although Zhao Lingjun couldn't figure it out, Zhao Lingjun's movements did not pause at all, and Zhao Lingjun's fist was waved over reflexively.
Xu Mi used the Maoshan Sect's technique of shrinking the ground into inches and the Lei Yan Fist.
When he suddenly appeared by Zhao Lingjun's side, Xu Mi thought that he would definitely be able to work with one blow this time and knock down the extremely weird Onmyoji in front of him.
But Xu Mi's fist had just stretched out, and a black and flickering thing flew in front of him.
Then Xu Mi only felt that his head banged, his eyes were dark, and he didn't know anything.
"So no-nonsense Zhao Lingjun saw that Xu Mi was beaten by his own punch and fainted without even saying a word, and seemed to feel that he was still a little unfinished.
"Damn, it's strange that he doesn't faint if he gets punched by you, a Super Saiyan."
Lin Yiren walked out of the dilapidated factory not far behind Zhao Lingjun and looked at Zhao Lingjun depressedly.
Zhao Lingjun smiled, but took out a black paper talisman and pasted it on Xu Mi's forehead.
As soon as the black paper talisman was pasted on Xu Mi's forehead, it disappeared immediately.
"Are you still afraid that he will wake up in a while and use a slumber charm, do you think that these talismans are as cheap as a few pieces of paper in the supermarket," Lin Yiren felt that Zhao Lingjun was really too wasteful.
"I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm just afraid of what if."
Zhao Lingjun clapped his hands, and took out the bronze ancient mirror from Xu Mi's arms very proudly.
"Do you think this guy has a problem with his head, he has a green mirror and doesn't need it, but he wants to fight me hand-to-hand.
"Bring it to me and show me."
Lin Yiren's eyes lit up and said.
The magic weapon is of course very attractive to cultivators, not to mention the Qingying Mirror, one of the three supreme treasures of Maoshan Mountain.
But at first glance, Lin Yiren was disappointed.
"Damn, it's an impostor."
"What impostor" Zhao Lingjun was stunned.
"Yes, this is definitely not the Blue Mirror of the Shadow."
Lin Yiren said with certainty.
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"How do you know?"
Zhao Lingjun looked at the bronze ancient mirror very suspiciously.
No matter how you look at it, you think this mirror is an antiquity.
"Because the Qingying Mirror is a treasure handed down from ancient times, it is said that when the ancestor of Maoshan used it to deal with a thousand-year-old mosquito dragon essence, a crack was knocked out of the mirror by the mosquito dragon's inner dan."
Lin Yiren nodded at the bronze ancient mirror in his hand, "Although this mirror also looks like an antiquity, and it seems that it can also cast a cyan gang qi protective body, it is definitely not a blue mirror." ” Zhao Lingjun picked up the bronze ancient mirror and looked at it carefully, and there was not even a trace of crack on the mirror.
"Damn, I'm not happy for nothing."
Zhao Lingjun was extremely depressed and tore the black kimono on his body into pieces.
Then he said to Wu Xuanyun, "Are you ready, ot."
"Ready, Immortal Master" Wu Xuanyun nodded respectfully.
"Miss Wu has already set up a magic circle inside.
It can already be cast at any time. ” "Okay."
Zhao Lingjun waved his hand, and the black Shura slowly disappeared into Zhao Lingjun's shadow as if it suddenly melted.
And one of the three zombies, like carrying a worn-out sack, lifted the unconscious Maoshan Taoist priest Xu Mi up.
"Zhao Lingjun, you are really a genius, you actually want to summon the Black Sho Shura, and then control it with the Soul Fixing Nail and make it your puppet warrior."
Lin Yiren looked at the black Shura who melted into Zhao Lingjun's shadow with envy.
"I didn't expect it to have the ability to hide, you really have shit luck."
"I've always had good luck.
If I go to a small waterway, I can also catch a Dahua Heavenly Black Lotus, which is nothing to hide in this black Shura.
Zhao Lingjun's words almost made Lin Yiren angry to death.
Lin Yiren really wanted to immediately sacrifice the eight White Bone Nether Swords and smash Zhao Lingjun to death, but when he thought that Zhao Lingjun, who had now learned almost all the spells of himself and Wu Xiaoye, was not something he could bully, Lin Yiren could only follow Zhao Lingjun in depression and walked into the dilapidated factory.
Wu Xiaoye stood quietly in the center of the dilapidated factory.
On the broken concrete floor in front of Wu Xiaoye, thirty-two white candles formed a strange magic circle.
And in the center of the circle, a large red charm is drawn.
The red spell is made from the blood of the fetal basin of a newborn child, mixed with mercury, cinnabar, sulfur, and powder ground from the skull of a recently deceased person.
Looking at Zhao Lingjun's talisman Xu Mi on top of the red talisman, Wu Xiaoye's face was solemn.
Although the Dafa of Searching for God is not as dangerous as the Dafa of Asking the Heavens, this kind of spell that can forcibly strip away the consciousness of the living and allow the caster to obtain all the information in the mind of the caster is also a spell that violates the laws of nature and harms the heavens and harmony.
And such spells, sometimes, can also bring a lot of unpredictable consequences. ,sj999,。
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