Chapter 175 Another Storm

Thank you, Brother Universe, for the reward! May the more he looks at it, the happier he will be.

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The virtual shadow floated, but it disappeared to the ground. You can't let him escape!" Grandpa pointed in the sky, and an incandescent flame shot directly on the virtual shadow. The blazing fire burned the virtual shadow into a ball of fire. The virtual shadow creaked and struggled for a long time, and finally burned into a ball of blue smoke. The cold wind blew, the smoke was gone, and the shadows disappeared.

Yun Zheng used his rebellious heart, and all the thunder and evil spirits in his body were almost hollowed out in an instant. His hands and feet were weak and unstable. He quickly sat down, crossed his knees, and refined several lightning crystals in a row, which made him feel better.

With the power of the God of War, his own cultivation returned to twice in an instant, and Yun Zheng's blow just now reached four levels of power in an instant. However, the force stored in the body was also exhausted in an instant, and it took half a day to recover completely. Although the blessing of the reverent heart consumes strength, it does not do much damage to the spiritual consciousness, so Yun Zheng still controls the stone shield inscription array to circle around for protection. Because he has no fighting power at this time, and he can easily kill him when he meets an enemy.

After a little rest, Yun Zheng's state recovered a little and stood up. It happened that the old god, Wei Huang and the four martial artists also came to him, and several people walked to the body of the black shadow that had just been headshot. The man was thin and curled up under a big black man. I don't know what material the black box is made of. It looks wet, smooth and greasy, like a huge black fish skin.

"Is this Part A Eleven?" Yun Zheng looked at the black fish skin-like black mant and felt disgusted. After the war, as soon as he relaxed, he felt that his back was hurt like a new wound caused by ghosts, and the old wound involving his left shoulder also broke out. The two injuries were combined, and the whole left shoulder was on fire.

"The head made you explode. You can only know it carefully and verify it directly behind you." Grandpa leaned down, stretched out three fingers and pinched the black manta on the body. He felt that it was as light and soft as silk, and he threw it aside. The body without the head looks thin and dry, as if there is only one skeleton left. The arms outside are as thin as firewood, the hands are like eagle claws, and the long nails are curled up like steel hooks, shining with a dark light, which is chilling.

The old god touched a small gold medal on his waist and took it. Yun Zheng took it over and took a look. The gold medal was engraved with a night owl pattern, with the inscription logo of Qixing Island on the back, and the vertical word "Eleven".

"Well, it seems that it can't be wrong. This person is Part A Eleven." Grandpa nodded, took off the ring hidden on the corpse's finger, took out the ground stone inside and handed it to Yunzheng, but threw away the ring casually. He continued, "There are four parts of A, B and C in the night owl of the Ninja Hall. Their waist cards are distinguished by gold, silver, copper and iron. The gold medal is eleven, of course, it is the eleven of the first division."

Yun Zheng said, "Is the virtual shadow you just refined the evil spirit attached to the 11th?"

Grandpa said, "Yes, the most terrible thing about the ghost master is on this possessed evil spirit. This purgatory necromancer has a strange and evil power, which can devour the flesh and blood of the practitioner to increase its own cultivation power. Although the dead spirit is powerful, it has no entity and can only wander in the prison. If there is no chance, it will never dare to appear in the sun. But after having a soul contract with the ghost teacher, he can do evil with the help of the ghost teacher's body. With the help of evil spirits, the power of the ghost master has increased a lot out of thin air. The ghosts condensed ghosts and ghosts appear. Once the ghosts hurt people, they can constantly devour the blood souls of the injured until they die. And the possessed evil spirit is the source of all this. If we don't remove the shadow evil spirit, the ghost wounds on our bodies will never be healed.

"Is this the legendary ghost killer?" Wei Huang and the four warriors who accompanied him looked at the dead bones on the ground and showed an incredible expression. But in fact, they couldn't help but believe that the tragic war just now, the strange and poisonous means of the ghost master still made them still have a lingering heart.

"You hell demons, garbage on earth, you really deserve to die!" The four-stage warrior said with hatred, strode forward, stamped his feet on the body fiercely, and trampled the bones of the Eleventh of the armor into mud. The team he led, four three-stage warriors, all died in the first battle, and the anger in his heart could not be repeated. If he did not vent it, he would be suppressed to crazy.

Although the battle is tragic, it is still quite dramatic. In fact, the eleven masters of Part A are not hidden in any organ puppets. He has fought with the old god grandpa many times and knows each other well. Therefore, in this decisive battle, he hid his body in the ancient trees and giant trees with the secret method inherited by the night owl, and merged with the breath of the giant tree. At first, Yun Zheng and the old god did not find it.

At the end of the battle, Yun Zheng found a clue. Because the power of the organ puppet is very violent, but no matter how fierce the fighting is, the fierce attack of the organ puppet has intentionally or unintentionally avoided the ancient trees and giant trees, which makes Yun Zheng suspicious. Later, Yun Zheng instructed that the thunder hornbird, which had just risen to the fourth level and had a shadow split, fell on the giant tree. Observation from several different angles, he thought it was a seamless hidden part Eleven, or let Yun Zheng find clues.

Finally, the old god greeted Wei Huang and the four martial artists to attack the organ puppet with all their strength, attracting the attention of Part A's Eleven, and Yun Zheng won a blow. However, how to cut off the spiritual connection between Part A Eleven and the possessed evil spirits, and how to kill Part A Part Eleven with one move, the specific application are all combat skills developed by Yun Zheng and Grandpa Lao Shen based on the secret scroll left by Han Tian.

Eleven ambush, the evil spirits were refined, and the anger that had been pressed on Grandpa God for several months also came out, and all four of them felt relaxed. Yun Zheng and the old god were about to return to the inscription artist alliance with Wei Huang when suddenly someone sneered at the end of the long street: "Really... I didn't expect that the legend is omnipotent. The night owl assassin is such a waste. If I had known this, it would have been better if I had done it.

The voice is cold and arrogant, full of conceit.

"It's Yan Zhenshan." Yun Zheng suddenly heard the voice of the person who came. He was the son of the outer room of the Yuwen family, the heartfelt lackey of Yuwen Pi, and the five-stage master Yan Zhenshan.

Yun Zheng and others looked forward and saw a tall road monument on the side of the long street. Yan Zhenshan was sitting on it, carrying a huge axe on his shoulder, and the cold light flashed in his eyes, staring coldly at this side. It seems that he has been waiting there for some time. Yan Zhenshan is not tall, but it is fierce and fierce, full of murderous spirit.

"What is he doing here?" Wei Huang and the four martial artists were stunned. The Yuwen family has a strong foundation and powerful power, and has always been at discord with the alliance of inscriptions sitting in the five states in the southwest. Yan Zhenshan relies on Yuwen Pi's identity as the young master of the Yuwen family, and his eyes are even higher than the top, and he doesn't care about ordinary practitioners at all. What are the people of Yuwen's family doing in this long street late at night?

"Yan Xiaozi, grandpa just killed the rotten bird man, and he is so idle that he will come to die?" Grandpa Weihuang and the four warriors did not know why Yan Zhenshan came. The old god knew what enmity there was between the Yuwen family and himself. What good can be done when Yan Zhenshan appeared after the Eleventh of the First Division and his side were both defeated. Grandpa, it's not troublesome to kill you. Just use one finger.

Grandpa God pretended to be relaxed and pinched two scrolls in his tattered sleeves, but he muttered in his heart. He secretly said that Yun Zheng had just killed the 11th of the Armor Department. Obviously, he had done his best. At this time, he was afraid that he could not even deal with an initial martial artist. And I also consumed too much in the first battle just now. In the face of the five sections of Yanzhen Mountain, which is full of combat strength and waiting for ease, there is no chance of winning. As for Wei Huang and the four martial artists, it goes without mentioning that they are full of physical strength and spirit, and they have no power to compete with Yan Zhenshan.

Yan Zhenshan jumped down from the road monument, wearing strong armor, carrying a huge axe on his shoulder, and walking step by step along the broken long street. He sneered, "Today, Yan only takes the head of the old thief, the boy surnamed Yun, and the others can get out!"

Wei Huang and the four martial artists suddenly became alert. Wei Wuji sent them to protect Yun Zheng and the old gods. Yan Zhenshan threatened to kill Yun Zheng. How could they sit idly by? Wei Huang shouted loudly, "Yun Zheng has now registered for naturalization in the alliance and is protected by the Inscriptions Alliance. Yan Zhenshan, you are the son of the outer room of the Yuwen family. Don't you understand this rule? If anyone tries to hurt the practitioners protected by the Inscription Teachers Alliance, he will automatically be classified as the enemy of the Dynasty Inscription Teachers Alliance, and everyone will be killed. Even the Yuwen family can't get rid of this matter.

"Hum... Wei Huang, don't talk to me. Those bullshit rules, I, Yan Zhenshan, work alone, and have nothing to do with the young master. Yan looked at the man surnamed Yun. The boy didn't like it and wanted to twist his head off today.

Yan Zhenshan stepped forward steadily, talking wildly and arrogantly, sweeping his cautious behavior in front of Yu Wen Pi. The pace under his feet is moderate, offensive and defensive, showing a profound martial arts foundation. Yun, if you have the ability, come out to die. Don't hide behind people."

"Yan Zhenshan, are you really going to take advantage of the time when we are both defeated at the end of our war?" Of course, Yun Zheng would not be scared by him. He immediately came out indifferently, mobilized the inscription stone shield to protect his body, grasped the poisonous spirit dagger on the right, and secretly condensed a short sword phantus on the spiritual mirror.

He has just used the martial power of his recalcitent heart, and his martial arts cultivation has been reduced to the limit, and he can't even hit the five-star strength. At this time, he dared to meet Yan Zhenshan Mountain. First, he was a little bold, and second, he was also ready to rely on the cultivation of the four-grade inscription master to attack and deal with it with his mind. If it is possible to get close to him, with the fire poison dagger that cuts iron like mud, Yun Zheng is confident to fight with Yan Zhenshan.