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Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared and capable. The Foundation Establishment cultivator surnamed Yue is well prepared, but unfortunately his strength is insufficient!

The moment he grabbed that third-tier high-grade ghost and shot it, he threw the last third-tier middle-grade Chiyang Talisman at the ghost.

The scorching red light left a small hole in the chest of the third-level high-grade ghost, which made the ghost's soul body a little lighter, but it was still a little far from the collapse of the soul body.

The third-rank high-grade ghost injured by the Chiyang Talisman uttered a miserable cry at close range to the foundation-building cultivator surnamed Yue.

Under this ghostly cry, the foundation-building cultivator surnamed Yue, who was already seriously injured, completely lost consciousness and fell on the cold sand.

The nearby Yang Ze and others naturally heard the ghostly scream, but they are all in danger now and have no spare energy to save others.

After uttering a ghostly cry, the soul body of the third-level high-grade ghost injured by the Chiyang Talisman became even darker, and it rushed towards the unconscious foundation-building cultivator surnamed Yue at the fastest speed.

In an instant, the ghost came in front of cultivator surnamed Yue Yue, with a horrified smile on the face of the ghost, and its dark ghost claws grabbed the heart of cultivator Yue surnamed Establishing Foundation.

The ghost claw full of evil spirit just sank into the chest, but suddenly dissipated, and then the third-level high-grade ghost also disappeared.

Where the third-order ghost was before, a silver-white spear wrapped with purple lightning was inserted into the sand, and the purple arc submerged under the sand, revealing the silver-white body of the spear.

Chen Zimo pulled the Xuanyin spear out of the sand, glanced at the unconscious but not life-threatening cultivator surnamed Yue Foundation Establishment, and then looked at the battlefield not far away.

Chen Zimo glanced at it, and finally decided to help the old man in the late stage of Foundation Establishment who was besieged by a low-rank third-rank zombie, a mid-rank third-rank ghost, and a top-rank third-rank ghost.

This late foundation establishment old man was the weakest among the late foundation establishment monks present. Facing the siege of third-order zombie ghosts, he could only be forced to defend, and had no strength left to resist.

There are too many persimmons, so naturally pick the soft ones first.

Chen Zimo held the black silver gun, and first shot back the third-rank high-grade ghost, and then shot at the third-rank low-grade zombie ghost.

In the face of the absolute difference in strength, the low-rank zombie of the third rank had no power to resist at all, and was pierced through the head by Chen Zimo with three shots.

As soon as the third-tier low-rank zombie died, Chen Zimo would kill the third-tier middle-rank ghost.

Compared with zombies with rough skin and thick flesh, ghosts without a body dare not pick up the mysterious silver spear wrapped around Zishu Yanglei in Chen Zimo's hand.

A quick charge approached the third-tier middle-grade ghost, and then pierced the ghost's chest with lightning speed.

The ghost's dark body dissipated, leaving only a third-tier middle-grade yin crystal falling on the sand.

In just five breaths, Chen Zimo killed a third-tier low-rank zombie and a third-tier middle-rank ghost.

This is also because the zombie ghost was restrained by Chen Zimo's masculine and powerful [Zishu Yanglei]. If it were replaced by two third-level monsters, it would not be solved so easily.

On the other side, seeing that Chen Zimo had killed a zombie and a ghost so quickly, the third-tier top-rank ghost fled in the direction of the other two third-tier top-rank zombies without looking back.

How could Chen Zimo give it this chance, a white thunder flashed, and it came to the back of the ghost, and the spear in his hand stabbed at the ghost's back with all its strength at the same time.

The ghost also sensed that there was someone behind it, and at the last moment, the ghost body moved to the left and avoided the shot.

After missing a single shot, Chen Zimo took advantage of the situation and swiped obliquely to the left, knocking the ghost into the air with one blow.

Afterwards, the long spear was used, and the purple lightning wrapped around the entire gun, throwing it towards the ghost in the air with all its strength.

The mysterious silver spear entwined with [Zishu Yanglei] turned into a sharp purple light, which instantly shattered the dark barrier that the ghost opened in midair, and passed through the ghost's chest.

Chen Zimo has been using long spears since he was practicing Qi, and he has also seen a lot of marksmanship. The most important four moves for spears are chopping, stabbing, sweeping and throwing.

Being pierced through the chest by Zishu Yanglei, one of the most restrained ghosts, even a ghost general would have to leave with hatred, let alone a third-rank top-grade ghost.

With a move of his right hand, Chen Zimo took the Xuanyin Spear and the third-tier top-grade yin crystal into his hands, and then went to check the injuries of the old man in the late stage of foundation establishment.

"Friend Daoist, how is your injury? Is it okay?"

Seeing the huge claw marks on the abdomen of the old man in the late stage of foundation establishment that corroded the old man's vitality all the time, Chen Zimo knew that the old man could not survive.

The old man in the late stage of foundation establishment also knew his situation, so he untied a storage bag from his waist, and then took out a third-tier middle-grade corpse bead and the storage bag, and handed them to Chen Zimo, pleading.

"I'm afraid I won't survive, so I implore fellow Taoists to hand over this storage bag to the members of King Shali's family."

Regardless of whether it was the qi training monks of Chishazong or those affiliated forces, they all formed a square at the rear and used joint spells to support them, and they were still alive.

Chen Zimo glanced at the old man with dark lips and his breath getting weaker and weaker, and finally took the third-tier middle-grade corpse bead and the storage bag.

Seeing Chen Zimo take the storage bag and the corpse beads, a smile appeared on the stiff face of the old man in the late stage of foundation establishment, and then he finally swallowed his last breath.

For the death of the old man, Chen Zimo didn't have much emotion, he had seen too much.

It's just that he felt a little helpless. Chen Zimo wanted to help other late-stage monks with the late-stage foundation-establishment monks after killing the three zombie ghosts, so as to relieve some pressure on himself.

Now not only is he still alone to support others, but he also stopped an errand.

After putting away the storage bag and the corpse beads, Chen Zimo went to help another middle-aged man in the late stage of foundation establishment who was besieged by a high-level third-level zombie and two low-level third-level ghosts.

This middle-aged man, like the old man who fell just now, is a late-stage monk of the Chishazong affiliated force.

However, the strength of the middle-aged man is much stronger than that of the old man. Facing an enemy that is not much different from the old man, he only suffered some serious injuries that look serious but are not life-threatening.

After Chen Zimo joined the battle, he continued to repeat the same trick, letting the middle-aged man hold back the third-rank high-grade ghost. Chen Zimo unreservedly used all his strength to kill the two third-rank low-grade ghosts at an extremely fast speed.

After killing the two low-rank third-rank ghosts, Chen Zimo and the middle-aged monk immediately attacked the top-rank third-rank zombie.

Compared with the third-tier top-rank ghosts, the third-tier top-rank zombies are undoubtedly much more difficult to deal with.

If Chen Zimo hadn't used all his strength, even if the Xuanyin Spear was wrapped with the [Zishu Yang Lei] that restrained zombie ghosts, it would not be able to penetrate the zombie's chest all at once.

But that's all, with the joint efforts of the two, the third-tier top-rank zombie had no choice but to fall down with hatred.

(End of this chapter)