Immortality: Starting from practicing Zombie and Taming Ghosts in Yizhuang

When the old man in white robe heard this, a look of doubt appeared on his face. He remembered that the Lanyun Sect had not provoked any enemies recently. Could it be that he was an expert from a hidden sect.

The old man in white robe focused his eyes and was about to ask, when suddenly, his pupils suddenly shrank and his eyes emitted a terrifying light.

"You are a remnant of the Corpse Blood Cult!"

The white-robed old man's spiritual energy exploded in an instant, and a terrifying coercion swept across all directions instantly. Under this power, An Nuan and others were like boats swaying in the storm.

At this moment, Li Yuan in the sky suddenly took action. This time Li Yuan did not hold back. All the remaining six spirit corpses in the late stage of the spirit pill fell down, and the spirit corpse Li Yuan who exploded Murong Jianchuan was also released.

"really!"

"I didn't expect that there are still remnants of the Corpse Blood Sect in this world!"

The white-robed old man's name is Ji Wusheng. His peak level of spiritual elixir cultivation is also the strongest combat power of Lanyun Sect. He is now over 500 years old.

"What did you mean by the Corpse Blood Sect just now?"

Li Yuan sat on the flying sedan in mid-air, leaned on the chair, looked at Ji Wusheng and asked.

"Stop pretending to be confused with me. You have the aura of blood soul power on your body, and you still claim that you are not the remnants of the Corpse Blood Evil Cult."

As he spoke, Ji Wusheng was surrounded by an angry and faint blue field. This was already the spiritual cultivation ability of the spiritual realm. It was obvious that Ji Wusheng's cultivation threshold had reached the spiritual realm. However, it seemed that because of his talent or age, the limit of Ji Wusheng's cultivation was limited. Still at the peak of the spiritual elixir.

"Blue Cloud Spiritual Finger!"

"Boom~"

Ji Wusheng's spiritual energy gathered around him into a huge spiritual finger, and then pointed towards Li Yuan.

"The owner of the village!"

An Nuan and others exclaimed when they saw this, but Li Yuan remained calm and unhurried.

All six spirit pill corpses around Li Yuan were seen exerting their strength in an instant, and layers of barriers were placed on Li Yuan's body.

The moment Ji Wusheng's spiritual finger fell, the barrier on Li Yuan's body quickly collapsed under Ji Wusheng's spiritual finger, but there were still two layers that had not been breached.

"As expected of a peak-level spiritual elixir."

Li Yuan sneered, and his body instantly erupted with powerful evil force.

Blood-red light instantly enveloped the entire battlefield.

"Go and have fun with him!"

"boom!"

Murong Jianchuan appeared on the scene, with dark eyes, a long robe, black and green skin, and a long sword in his hand that was always full of good swordsmanship.

"boom!"

Under Li Yuan's order, Murong Jianchuan rushed towards Ji Wusheng in an instant, and the long sword in his hand pointed directly at Ji Wusheng's life gate.

"court death!"

Ji Wusheng shouted angrily and moved both palms to attack Murong Jianchuan.

"boom!"

Ji Wusheng's palms collided with Murong Jianchuan's, creating a violent wind. With one blow, the two of them were evenly matched.

Both of them are at the peak of spiritual elixir mirror cultivation and they are evenly matched under a single blow test.

The muscles in Murong Jianchuan's arms bulged and he swung his sword again.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

One sword after another struck at Ji Wusheng intensively and fiercely.

"boom!"

Murong Jianchuan's every move and every move was extremely tricky and cruel. Although Ji Wusheng could barely cope with it, he was beaten back and forth.

Although the battle between the two looked relatively plain, the power they exuded in every move was enough to easily annihilate a spirit-hiding monk.

"How can this be!"

Ji Wusheng was more and more shocked. He had never heard that besides himself, there were other peak-level elixir practitioners in the Lanyun Empire.

What's more important is that Murong Jianchuan's swordsmanship is cunning and weird. Murong Jianchuan's swordsmanship is cunning and weird.

Every move is full of psychedelic phantoms, making Ji Wusheng elusive. He nimbly dodges Ji Wusheng's attacks, and can accurately find Ji Wusheng's flaws every time he draws his sword.

Ji Wusheng was so shocked that he had no choice but to burst out his spiritual energy to form a protective aura.

He had never seen such a cruel attack method. No matter how hard he tried, he could not resist Murong Jianchuan's sword skills. An unprecedented pressure and uneasiness arose in his heart.

"This guy's swordsmanship is so powerful!"

Ji Wusheng was filled with doubts.

Murong Jianchuan's sword moves became faster and faster, and the terrifying sword shadows continued to strike at him. Each sword hit Ji Wusheng's vital parts, making Ji Wusheng gradually unable to resist.

He felt an unprecedented sense of crisis and realized that if he continued like this, he might be defeated by Murong Jianchuan.

He concentrated again, adjusted his state, and prepared for the final decisive battle with Murong Jianchuan. He was determined to see with his own eyes how terrifying the power of the Corpse Blood Sect was.

Ji Wusheng's whole body burst with spiritual energy, and a layer of blue field emerged around him, and his gaze became more determined.

He knew that if Murong Jianchuan was not dealt with as soon as possible, he might fall into a more dangerous situation.

Murong Jianchuan was a spiritual corpse controlled by Li Yuan. At this moment, Li Yuan also felt the changes in Ji Wusheng.

There was a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"I'll just use you for an experiment." Li Yuan thought to himself.

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Murong Jianchuan's long sword and Ji Wusheng's spiritual fingers were constantly intertwined. Murong Jianchuan's figure turned into spiritual wind, and a huge blue figure appeared behind Ji Wusheng, protecting Ji Wusheng himself.

Murong Jianchuan's sword moved, and every time it appeared, it caused a huge impact on Ji Wusheng's defense.

Sword light and spiritual energy exploded in the air, and the scene was extremely intense.

Ji Wusheng gave full play to his peak spiritual elixir cultivation, and although Murong Jianchuan also did the same, he was more willing to use his spirit to fight, his spiritual practice to martial arts, close combat, and use his unique swordsmanship and martial arts. .

At this point, time seems to have become irrelevant in this battle.

Every move and every move was filled with the pressure of life and death. Ji Wusheng's whole body and muscles were trembling, but he still held on to himself. If he failed, the entire Blue Cloud Sword Sect would be gone.

Murong Jianchuan, on the other hand, was full of murderous intent and madness, and he showed his true strength to Ji Wusheng.

His swordsmanship is as fast as a poisonous snake, and every seemingly simple sword carries a deadly aura.

The battle between the two gradually spread to the entire battlefield. Their figures intertwined in the air, and the sword light and spiritual energy intertwined, forming a gorgeous and terrifying scene.

"Blue Cloud Earth Spirit Palm!"

"boom!"

"Blue Cloud Spiritual Finger!"

Ji Wusheng's every move carried extremely terrifying pressure.

Finally, when the sword and palm collided again, the entire battlefield was shaken.

A powerful shock wave spread in all directions, destroying the surrounding land and buildings.

When the smoke dispersed, both Ji Wusheng and Murong Jianchuan took dozens of steps back.

"You are very strong." Ji Wusheng gasped.

The reason above smiled slightly, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes. (End of chapter)