A Mortal Cultivating Immortality, Kill My Senior Brother At The Beginning

As soon as the black flag appeared, the old man looked much calmer, and he chanted the magic formula repeatedly. A stream of dark mist poured out from the black flag, completely wrapping it.

Seeing that the old man could not be seen, he couldn't understand the situation of the black mist for a moment, so he returned to his side with the black magic sword.

Then he pinched the spells in his hand, and now the basic five elements spells were directly in his hands, and fireball spells and wood stab spells were bombarded against the black mist.

The technique penetrated into the black mist, except causing the black mist to billow, but it had no big effect.

“Hey, kid, don’t waste your efforts.

The black mist emitted by my Shura banner cannot be blown away by the wind or melted by fire. You cannot hurt me at all.

Just wait for death! Hahaha"

With the Shura Banner in hand, the old man became much more confident. Then the black mist surged again, and an unknown number of things that looked like black-armored soldiers condensed and came towards him with various weapons in hand.

Zhou Yanxin has three functions. While controlling the Black Demon Sword with one hand to attack, he also protects himself with a small turtle shell shield. In his left hand, he has an upside-down Low Level Thunder Talisman.

All Demon Dao and Ghost Dao monks will be afraid of points against the most powerful Yang forces such as thunder and flames, and some of their techniques are even defeated by these powerful Yang forces.

As the spiritual power entered the thunder talisman, the runes on the light yellow talisman paper gradually lit up, and then an abnormally bright thunder suddenly sounded, and the lightning and flint fell on the black mist.

"Crack!"

The power of the thunder was as expected, and it had a miraculous effect on the black mist released by the Shura Banner. Under the thunder, the black mist dispersed a lot, and the old man's figure could be vaguely seen.

Zhou Yan frowned slightly, a low-level superior lightning talisman did not completely break the black mist in one blow, which showed that the Shura Banner was indeed not simple.

With a sigh, the face of the black demon in his hand suddenly glowed with black light, and sword lights several feet long spurted out from it, sweeping away all the black armored men around him.

At the same time, he patted the storage bag with his palm, and a small silver tower appeared in his hand. He lifted it up and instantly swelled in the wind. The spiritual energy in his body was injected into it crazily, and a vortex below it quickly spun.

As the small silver tower rotates, a strong suction force acts on the black mist where the old man in black is, and a huge pulling force pulls him toward the tower.

Hei Yi was beaten by Zhou Yan's series of attacks and looked a little uncertain. He glanced at the small silver tower in the sky, and a trace of evil flashed in his eyes.

"Hmph, kid, I will show you the real power of Shura Banner!"

After the words fell, he shouted in a low voice, and the Shura flag in front of him instantly spun. Countless souls on the flag surface poured out from it, causing the nearby space to ripple, and the suction force suddenly stagnated.

The next moment, all the souls floating in the air burrowed into the old man's body. Zhou Yan even saw the souls of the two people from his sect stationed in Maple City, but they were extremely sluggish at this time and had obviously been erased. Wisdom.

Zhou Yan put away the silver pagoda and stared closely at the old man in black. A hint of danger surged in his heart. He grabbed a spiritual stone in one hand and quickly absorbed the spiritual power from it. At the same time, he controlled the black magic sword to point it at the black man. The old man in Yi shot away, trying to interrupt him.

"clang!"

There was a sound of collision, and the Shura flag blocked the Black Demon Sword, but it was obvious that a small crack appeared on the flag pole that collided with the Black Demon Sword. However, as soon as the black light passed, the crack closed and disappeared.

The face of the old man in black was in pain, and his body continued to expand as the soul entered. Demonic energy surged around him. Two short horns slowly sprouted from the top of his head, and his eyes became red, like a hell Shura.

"Uh-huh!"

The figure of the old man in black disappeared instantly and appeared behind Zhou Yan. A red light emitted from his fist and struck Zhou Yan in the back.

As soon as the turtle shell shield appeared behind him, the fist already landed on it. A huge force was transmitted to Zhou Yan through the shield, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

On top of the turtle shell shield, a clear fist mark appeared on the Law Weapon, and a hint of horror flashed in Zhou Yan's eyes.

The old man didn't know what method he used. Not only did his speed increase a lot, but his strength was also huge. He was able to punch the Middle Grade Law Weapon into a punch mark.

Without any time to think, Zhou Yan clapped his hands, and the leopard-shaped puppet appeared beside him.

Following his thoughts, the leopard-shaped puppet immediately rushed towards the old man in black. He used his spiritual consciousness to control the Black Demon Sword for remote attacks.

With the puppet around, he could finally keep up with the speed of the old man in black, and with his help, he finally put the old man in black who had transformed into Shura into a disadvantage.

"Bang!"

The figure of the old man in black was once again knocked away by Zhou Yan and the puppet. After breaking several trees, he stopped and was about to rush out again. Suddenly, the red light on his body slowly disappeared.

The face of the old man in black changed drastically, and he quickly moved the Shura flag. The next moment, souls were being collected into the flag. In just a short moment, he returned to his previous appearance, but his aura was extremely weak.

"Fellow Daoist, spare my life, I can..."

Before the old man in black could finish his begging for mercy, the black demon sword flashed through his heart, and his screams stopped abruptly.

"If I had known this, why bother? Be a good person in the next life!"

After taking away the storage bag and putting away the Shura flag suspended in mid-air, Zhou Yan fired a fireball to burn the old man to ashes, then controlled the Law Weapon and headed towards the cave.

The sun rose slowly. Not far from the gate of Maple City, three mortals gradually woke up and looked around in confusion. Don't know why I am here.

Zhou Yan was already on his way back to the sect's station at this time. He still held two identity tokens in his hands, which belonged to two of his fellow sects stationed in Chu Maple City.

Last night, he threw the few mortals captured by the old man in black not far from the city gate, and then went to the city lord's mansion alone.

The place where the spiritual power fluctuates is a formation set up by the old man in black. He stays outside the city lord's mansion every day, preparing to wait for someone from the sect to touch the formation so that he can enter it.

And these are because the Hundred Ghost Shura Banner that this person refined happened to lack a powerful main soul, so he just designed the person who wanted to leave the sect.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yan made a mistake and did not intend to join the two men, so he just escaped from the disaster. Instead, he used himself as a bait to let them out.

"The path of cultivating Taoism is full of intrigues! I don't know when the body will die and the Tao will disappear. Yin and Yang are separated! It's really murderous at every step!"

Zhou Yan looked into the distance with more determination. He was never a person who gave up halfway. Now that he has embarked on this path of cultivation, he has realized that he will die if he hears the Tao in the morning!