Chapter 199 Ghost Puppet
Luo Zhen's thunder escape technique is naturally much smarter than Cheng Feng's escape skill, especially after he got the inheritance of the ancient god, he further improved the thunder escape skill. In just a few moments, he caught up.
And the ten crazy undead monks did not seem to see Luo Zhen, but just chased Cheng Feng closely. Chengfeng consumed a lot of spiritual power when he sacrificed the colorful flag before. At this time, when he performed the escape skill, he felt that the spiritual power in his body was difficult to continue, and the speed also began to slow down gradually.
A moment later, Luo Zhen caught up with the ten undead monks. At this time, he didn't care about taking care of Chengfeng anymore. He just sacrificed the "Great Fearless Thunder Palm". The thunder power in his body ran wildly and killed an undead monk who fell at the end.
Four palms were waved out in a row, and each palm was waved out, and a undead monk was killed by Zhou. But the remaining undead monks didn't seem to see Luo Zhen's threat to them, and they were still galloping in the direction of the wind.
Luo Zhen's figure moved, and he waved out another slap. This one really hit the back of an undead monk and immediately killed it. But at this time, Cheng Feng suddenly turned around. His eyes were full of blood, and the remaining five undead monks went slowly and directly hit Cheng Feng himself. In the past.
A trace of fierce color flashed in Cheng Feng's eyes, and then threw the colorful flag in his hand. The five undead monks immediately changed their direction and galloped towards the colorful flag.
Luo Zhen did not pay attention to Cheng Feng at this time. He felt that what he had to do now was to kill all the remaining five undead monks. Just as his thunder escape skill galloped towards the five undead monks, suddenly, on the colorful flag, like running water, constantly flowing waves of strange runes. .
When Luo Zhen saw these runes, he suddenly set off a shocking wave in his heart. He was sure that these runes were the runes in the underworld, and the colorful flag must also belong to the underworld. In this way, has the power of the underworld infiltrated the Beiming Tianyuan?
Luo Zhen has an ominous foreboding in his heart, but he doesn't think much about it now. Let's get rid of these five undead monks first!
With the wave of two huge purple palm shadows, two undead monks died. At this time, there were still three undead monks left.
However, at this time, the runes like running water on the colorful flag suddenly burst out, and the black runes shot quickly, from the foreheads of the three undead monks, and then quickly disappeared.
The three undead monks seemed to be fixed in place at this time, motionless.
Luo Zhen took the opportunity to wave a few "fearless thunder palms" again, but the purple palms hit the three undead monks as if they were sinking into the sea, and did not kill them. Take a closer look, on the surface of the bodies of the three undead monks, a kind of black scales are growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like the dragon scales of the Xuanshui dragon snake. But these black scales seem to be a whole piece of strange runes. After Luo Zhen's "Great Fearless Thunder Palm" hit, he could feel that the huge thunder power contained in the shadow of the palm was quickly decomposed by these strange runes in an instant, so he had a feeling of punching.
Under the strengthening of the colorful flags, the strength of the three undead monks has suddenly increased by several levels, which is only defensive. As for their aggressiveness, because they still do not move, Luo Zhen can't estimate, but it emanates from them. The strong black energy that came can be guessed that these undead monks have reached the peak strength of the five undead monks who first broke through the Tianyuan Pavilion.
At this time, on the face of the colorful flag, several fierce and strange beasts suddenly gushed out, all of which were illusory shadows. Those beast shadows made a deaf roar. They turned around the three undead monks a few times, but did not attack Luo, but flew to the wind, whose spiritual power had been exhausted for a long time. Li.
There was a trace of fear in Cheng Feng's eyes, but soon, he closed his eyes, as if he had accepted his fate, and still penetrated into his body by those fierce shadows. A strange scene appeared. Chengfeng's body was like a thin skin bag poured into a large amount of wind, and began to bulge. The sound of broken bones kept bursting out of his body. His skin also began to turn blood red, and his facial features were twisted into a ball, and he could not distinguish his nose and eyes.
With a "bang", two eyes burst out of his eyes. The strange thing was that in the two empty eyes, there was no blood flowing out, but bursts of black air overflowing.
After a young time, the windy body is like a kite, floating slowly. His current shape is no longer human, perhaps it is more suitable to be a ghost. Around his body, a circle of black air waves slowly appeared, constantly rushing on his skin. Every time he collided, several black air waves fell into his body.
Just after Cheng Feng was invaded by those beast shadows, the colorful flag also suddenly turned into a five-color light. In a flash, it integrated into the black waves and then hit Cheng Feng's body.
At the moment when the colorful flag disappeared, the three undead monks also immediately regained their ability to move, suddenly turned around, and began to launch a fierce attack on Luo Zhen.
Luo Zhen no longer dares to have the slightest reservation at this time. He directly sacrificed the Xuanshui dragon snake, and then directly mobilized the thunder power in the five elements of thunder beads without any hesitation. At the same time, he also separated a trace of divine thoughts and condensed the divine power in his body to the Qihai Dan again. In the field.
As soon as the Xuanshui dragon snake came out, it entangled two undead monks after alienation. Luo Zhen faced an alienated undead monk at this time, and the pressure was suddenly reduced a lot, but it was difficult to kill him in a short time, because he found that he could well restrain the "great fearless thunder palm" of these undead monks. Buddha did not have much damage to this alienated undead monk. Moreover, this alienated undead monk is still slowly getting stronger. Luo Zhen is also very clear in his heart that if it is consumed like this, it will be more difficult to kill it. It is simply to adjust the divine power in the Qihai Dantian again and pinch the three-level ancient god inheritance in his hand. The magic "Wrath of Taiwu", the golden bird and beast roared and appeared in front of Luo Zhen again.
The golden bird and beast can really do great damage to this alienated undead monk. Several golden liquid arrows cut several long openings of the rune scales around the alienated undead, and a trace of black mist slowly overflowed from those wounds.
On the side of the Xuanshui dragon snake, the combined strength of the two alienated undead monks seems to be over the Xuanshui dragon snake. Luo Zhen calculated for a moment in his heart, that is, after the undead monk in front of him solves it, he will deal with the alienated undead. After all, with the thick and rough constitution of the Xuanshui dragon snake, this is only alienated. The undead can't do too much damage to it in a short time.
However, at this moment, the windy body floating in the air slowly stood up. A black hair was windless, and the black waves around him also disappeared. His appearance basically restored human characteristics, but the two black holes on his face were very horrible, and The skin is still that blood red, as if the blood of his whole body has condensed on the surface of the skin.
"Arrogant monk, dare to hurt my ghost puppet." A gloomy sound gently spit out from the mouth of the wind. But when it came to Luo Zhen's ears, it was like a bolt from the blue, which shocked his mind.
With this sound, Cheng Feng's figure also moved, that is, it disappeared from the same place and appeared in front of Luo Zhen in an instant. He slowly stretched out his fingers, and three black lines like snakes were wrapped around his fingertips. With a quick "go" in his mouth, the three black lines at his fingertips shot out rapidly and into the body of the three alienated crazy monks.
Of course, Luo Zhen knew that the owner of the leather bag in front of him must not be Cheng Feng himself, and the ghost puppet in his mouth naturally refers to these three alienated undead monks. At this time, Luo Zhen's heart was in turmoil. The current owner of this body must be the person who has just been banned in the colorful flag, and the rune on the colorful flag is the mysterious rune unique to the underworld. In this way, what he is facing now must be a monk in the underworld. He complained to himself in his heart. He didn't expect that the monks of the underworld had arrived in the Beiming Tianyuan so soon. It seemed that he had to speed up the progress and condense the whole monks of the Beiming Tianyuan, which might delay for a period of time. He hoped that the monks of the spiritual world could come to rescue as soon as possible, although this hope was very slim.
As soon as the three thin black lines entered the bodies of the three ghost puppets, layers of black aperture burst out from the bodies of the three ghost puppets, layer by layer, not only stacking and compressing, but also thousands of layers, but its thickness is only less than three inches. Moreover, the previous wounds of the ghost puppet are also being repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even the long wounds of the ghost puppet injured by the golden bird are gradually healing, although the speed is much slower. But the three ghost puppets also stopped at this time and stood still.
"Oh, it turned out to be a magic. I said, in this world of cultivation, what else can hurt the puppet of the underworld!" The body glanced at the golden bird and beast. Although it was unexpected, it seemed to pay no attention to it. Then he said, "But unfortunately, this can only be regarded as a three-level ancient god skill at most. If it is a five-level ancient god skill, these three ghost puppets are really difficult to resist." He seemed to talk to himself, but when he heard this, he was amazed. The man in front of him actually knew the art of the ancient god, and also knew that it was the skill of the third-level ancient god. It seemed that this person's origin was not small.
Luo Zhen can feel that there is an invisible pressure on the body of the man in front of him, as if the demon gods were coming to the world. Even the ancient god's art of "Taiwu's Wrath" was greatly suppressed at this moment. The golden bird and beast flapped their wings fiercely in the air. It seems that he wants to fly far away from this person. Luo Zhen knew that with his current cultivation, he was not his opponent. If he understood the ninth level of the inheritance of the ancient god, and then his master and the split body merged, he could still compete with one. But he can feel from afar that the original in the chaotic world, at this moment, even the eighth-level ancient god inheritance has not realized the fur, and the ninth-level ancient god inheritance does not know when it will reach.
Luo Zhen simply put away the divine power and the Xuanshui dragon snake and said, "Who do you dare to ask, who is the monk of the underworld?"
The man looked at Luo Zhen and said "look", but the man in front of him had no eyes, and there were only two black holes left on his face, but Luo Zhen seemed to feel that he was stared at by countless eyes.
"Monks of the Underworld?" The man didn't know that Luo Zhen would ask such words. He repeated a sentence, paused, looked up to the sky and smiled for a while, and then replied, "You can also say so. As for who I am, it has been so long that I don't remember how to introduce myself. It seems that others call me the Venerable. After saying that, he seemed to have some emotion.
The feeling of being stared at by countless eyes is very uncomfortable. What's worse, this feeling is brought by a person who has lost his eyes.