Cultivation Begins From The Desert

Bayan Er never imagined that a cultivator of the Purple House period would be so difficult to deal with.

He was injured, yes, he lost almost all the commonly used magic tools.

But after all, he still has a fifth-level low-grade magic weapon, and he is still a real third-level Jindan cultivator!

Who would have thought that he, a third-level Jindan cultivator holding a fifth-order magic weapon, would now have a relationship with a seventh-level cultivator of the Purple Mansion. Take down.

Zhou Yang's strength completely exceeded his understanding of the cultivators of the Zifu period.

If Zhou Yang hadn't sacrificed any fifth-order magic weapon, Bayan Er would have doubted whether he was a "pseudo-jindan" cultivator.

"Junior, your ability to resist until now is indeed beyond the old man's expectations. I have not seen a powerful Zifu period cultivator like you for many years. You should be the core successor of a certain sect in the Neiguang League, right?"

Another setback in the attack, Bayan Er couldn't help but suspend the attack, looked at Zhou Yang with an ugly face, and inquired about his origin.

"you guess!"

Zhou Yang clenched his hands to restore the sword formation that was split by Bayan Er, and responded to Bayan Er's question with a bright smile on his face.

Seeing the smile on his face, Bayan Er heard his mocking reply, his face twitched, and his heart was even more angry.

The fierce light in his eyes flickered for a while, as if he had made a certain determination, and he couldn't help but smile: "Well, today I will pay some price to kill you, the genius of the Neiguang League, and cut off one of my junior monks from the Great Bright Immortal Palace. Strong enemy!"

Before the laughter fell, he raised his hand and slapped his chest heavily, "Wow", he spat out a mass of blood essence and fell onto the golden scimitar.

Then he chanted a few incantations in a low voice, and the blood essence on the golden scimitar condensed into strange blood-colored runes, which were branded on the knife. Suddenly, the breath of the scimitar was restrained by the appearance of these blood-colored runes. Festival climbed several percent.

"You can make this old man consume blood essence to use this sacrificial sabre technique, even if you die, it's worth it!"

Bayan'er looked at Zhou Yang with a grim look on his face and let out a low roar. With a wave of his hand, the golden machete with blood-colored runes printed on the blade slashed towards Zhou Yang again.

Fast, extremely fast!

The speed of the golden scimitar was almost twice as fast as before. With a flash of sword light, the two sword formations laid down by Zhou Yang were broken one after another, and then they continued to slash towards him.

"Canglong's tooth, break it for me!"

Zhou Yang roared angrily with round eyes, and raised his right hand with bulging muscles, clenched it into a fist and slammed it forward. In an instant, a cloud of blue-gold aura burst out from his fist, directly hitting his fist on the golden light. Above the machete.

"Arrogant! Even the physique at the Jindan stage would not dare to use his fists to forcibly pick up the magic weapon that I used the sacrificial saber technique, not to mention..."

Seeing Zhou Yang's actions, Bayan Er's face was filled with a sneer, and he was ready to see Zhou Yang being stabbed and cut into two pieces on the spot.

However, what he saw next made him widen his eyes.

"how is this possible!"

He stared at Zhou Yang with wide eyes, so shocked that his eyes almost jumped out of their sockets.

I saw that Zhou Yang, who he thought was certain to die, not only was not beheaded on the spot, but he actually blasted the golden scimitar out with one punch!

"No, this can't be true!"

"Even if it is the true cultivator of the Golden Body Fighting Sect, it is impossible for me to block my sword with a physical fist during the Zifu period!"

Bayan Er looked at Zhou Yang with his mouth open, his face full of unbelievable hiss and exclaimed.

The scene he saw in front of him was beyond his common sense.

He has lived for five or six hundred years and has never seen a monster like Zhou Yang.

Yes, monster!

Bayan Er doesn't believe that a cultivator's physical body can be so strong, and he doesn't believe that a cultivator of the Purple House period can take a knife that he uses "Sacrificial Saber Technique" with his body iron fist alone!

Zhou Yang is not a body cultivator, which can be seen from the exquisite sword formation technique Zhou Yang used in previous battles.

What's more, even if it is a physique, it is impossible to block his fifth-order magic weapon machete attack with a physical iron fist in the realm of the Zifu period.

Among the six top sects of the Neiguang League, the Golden Body Fighting Gate, the core inheritance practice of the sect, "Golden Body Fighting Art" is a double cultivation method of Dharma and body. Xiu's body is weak.

Bayan Er has also played against the monks of the Golden Body Fighting Sect, so he can say with certainty that even the cultivators of the Zifu period of the Golden Body Fighting Sect would never be able to be alone when they cultivated in the Zifu period. Relying on his physical body to take the knife from him just now, even if this knife broke two sword formations in a row, Xiaoban's edge has been weakened.

And now, this absolutely impossible thing has really happened, how can you say that Bayan Er can't be horrified, unbelievable!

But this is definitely not the only thing that shocked Bayan Er today.

After Zhou Yang blocked Bayaner's "Sacrificial Sword Technique", he took advantage of the chance that Bayaner was horrified and lost his mind. Xu Song, which was hidden in the "Yunshen Card" around his waist, suddenly came out of it. , and directly urged the white bone clone taken out by Zhou Yang from the storage ring to pounce towards Bayan Er.

"Ghost cultivator! It turned out to be a ghost cultivator of the Golden Core Stage!"

Bayan Er stared dumbfounded at Xu Song who suddenly appeared beside Zhou Yang, feeling that nothing he had experienced in his life was as thrilling and bizarre as what he experienced today.

There has been no ghost cultivator in the extreme west for a long time, let alone a ghost cultivator in the Jindan period.

Moreover, Bayan Er also couldn't understand how Xu Song, a ghost cultivator of the Golden Core Stage, hid himself in Zhou Yang without revealing his motives.

To say that his Bayaner's supernatural powers are low, he could not find Xu Song who was hiding.

Then, under the eyes of so many Jindan stage monks in the Great Bright Immortal Palace in the Unknown Valley, how did Xu Song hide his ghostly energy from being discovered?

These doubts deeply troubled Bayan Er and distracted him a lot, so that he looked at the figure of the bones that rushed over, and only regarded it as a corpse refining puppet commonly used by magic monks, and did not attract enough attention. , or casually lay down a layer of golden light shield for defense.

Then he paid a heavy price for his carelessness.

Xu Song's white-boned avatar was originally made from the bones of a "fake baby" cultivator, and then he used the magic secret technique for many years, and its power was much stronger than the ordinary fifth-order magic weapon.

The layer of golden light shield that Bayan Er casually placed could easily block the fourth-order magic weapon attack of Zhou Yang's imperial envoy, but it was as vulnerable as white paper in front of the white bone clone, and it was torn to shreds in an instant.

When Bayaner found out that he was wrong and wanted to remedy it, the white bone avatar had already jumped on him, his claws were easily inserted into his chest like a knife, and he opened his mouth and spit out a billowing demonic flame that fell on Bayaner and turned it into a monster. A burning man.

what--!

Bayan Er, who suffered from the pain of being ripped open and burned by demon flames, couldn't help but let out a heart-piercing scream.

Then, his whole body mana swelled, desperately arousing the power of the golden core to release the light golden golden core real fire refining the magic flames on his body, and he opened his mouth and sprayed out a small golden knife, which slashed at the head of the white bone clone.

This little knife is a natal magic weapon that Bayan Er took hundreds of years to perfect.

At this time, in order to save his life, he couldn't care less and forcibly sacrificed this natal instrument to save himself.

Although the knife is small, its power is extraordinary.

The white bone clone was slashed by it with one knife. Although the head was not cut off on the spot, the neck bone was also chopped, and he suffered heavy injuries.

Xu Song felt distressed for his baby avatar, so naturally he did not dare to let the white bone avatar continue to attack, and quickly recalled the baby.

After he retracted his avatar, he looked distressed at the cracks on the neck of the white bone avatar. He was shocked and angry, and couldn't help but shouted angrily: "Damn, if you dare to hurt the old man's avatar, the old man will take you out of your soul to refine your soul. Bone to ashes!"

"Stop talking nonsense, kill him first, otherwise people will find out that you and I are related, and it will be us who will be smashed!"

Zhou Yang let out a low voice, waved his hand, and there was an extra emerald green talisman in his hand, and then directly attached the talisman to his right hand, which was almost completely broken, inspiring the talisman.

The emerald green talisman is a real fifth-order talisman, and it is also an extremely rare healing talisman among the fifth-order talismans, the "Heaven-returning Life-saving Talisman".

This talisman was obtained by Zhou Yang when he killed Zhong Chuming, a Jindan cultivator of the Imperial Beast Sect, and he has always carried it on him as a life-saving trump card.

Now that the situation is critical, he must immediately treat his abolished right arm and internal injuries, so he can only use this trump card.

The effect of the fifth-order magic talisman is naturally not bad~www.wuxiamtl.com~ After Zhou Yang used this magic talisman, the arm that was originally abolished could swing again in an instant.

Then, when his mind moved, he took control of his sword again and cooperated with Xu Song to launch a fierce attack on Bayaner, who was severely injured.

There was no suspense in the next battle. Facing the joint onslaught of Zhou Yang and Xu Song, Bayan Er, who was severely injured, could not escape. After forcibly resisting for a while, he was pierced through his chest by Xu Song's magic umbrella. , and then even the primordial spirit hidden in the golden elixir was torn apart and swallowed up by the ghost of the "heart-devouring wolf".

After killing Bayan Er, Zhou Yang directly chopped off his head with a sword and packed it in a jade box, and then refined the corpse, along with the yin and ghost qi remaining on the battlefield, with "Danyang True Fire". .

It was only after confirming that no trace of ghost repair could be found at the scene, Zhou Yang took Xu Song back into the "Yunshen Card" and quickly left the scene.

And less than half an hour after Zhou Yang left, a red auspicious cloud rushed over the battlefield carrying a Jindan cultivator.

"The breath disappears here. Looking at the traces of battle left here, it should be the first to get on it, it's really bad luck!"

After exploring the scene like this, the monk on the red auspicious cloud quickly left here with a gloomy face.

Three days later, Zhou Yang, who had been away for several days, returned to Haoyang Immortal City, and then walked directly to Qingyuan Pavilion in the city.

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