The so-called resuscitation technique seems to bring Wu Zheng back to life. But as mentioned before, there is no real method of resurrection in this world. Wu Zhen can resurrect the dead. In addition to having to endure unbearable pain, once he overuses his spiritual power or fights fiercely with others, his continued existence will be shortened. And as long as Wu Zheng's "alive" time is shorter, the fewer dangerous arrangements he can preset.
Therefore, no matter you force him to consume a lot of witch blood spiritual power, or you can capture Ye Changgeng and take away the Dream Soul Branch. Xie Yunshu would not give up the opportunity to fight him no matter what.
"You seem to have been looking forward to this showdown for a long time?"
"I don't expect it. But seeing that Yang Ping's dream realm is about to come true, it is always appropriate to arrest you."
"oh?"
The deer demon is a monster that can tear apart space. The reason why Wu Zhen chose its bones as a mount was because of its ability. Riding on the skeleton of the deer demon, controlling Ye Changgeng at the same time, Wu Zheng wanted to break into Yangping, but he felt that the sky in the gathering place suddenly brightened, as if it were daytime. The innate Bagua accepts Zhou Tianqingliu and sticks to the formation on all sides, but actually does not give him the chance to break into the end of the city.
At this time, the spiritual power of the human world has declined. Even if the Taoist formation still has a protective effect, it is not difficult to give Wu Zhen time to crack it. But in a confrontation with an immortal, it would be a bit wishful thinking to break the formation and use the person as a hostage.
It is very obvious that Wu Zheng is not a fighter who likes to rush in and fight wildly like his best friend and enemy Jinyun. Seeing that something was inevitable, he immediately led Ye Changgeng, like a ghost, to a distant mountaintop. Then, in order to prevent Ye Changgeng from getting in the way, Wu Zheng let him go and let him escape first.
As a result, Xie Yunshu didn't even look at it. He raised his sword and chased Ye Changgeng on the spot. Just when the sword rolled into the rain curtain, it was like the Milky Way hanging upside down, and long eddies of water were falling from the sky, about to rush to engulf Ye Changgeng, Wu Zheng let out a deep groan at the critical moment.
"Sure enoughis it for the Dream Soul Branch?"
The three-party battle was a narrow encounter, but Wu Zhen had some uses for Ye Changgeng, especially when it came to the Dream Soul Branch, but he refused to let Xie Yunshu kill him on the spot.
Although Ye Changgeng is as timid as a mouse, it is difficult for the Nightmare clan to reach adulthood. Once he becomes a Nightmare Charm, he will definitely be a great demon. No matter how weak he is, he is still strong enough to compete with the top cultivators in the world of immortality, and even the weaker One-Calamity Earth Immortal.
Of course, if you encounter Master Ziyin, you can only be beaten to pieces by the nightmare-suppressing technique The reason why he can run rampant in the world is that among the human cultivators at this time, there are few who can compete with the great demon. The one who contends.
But at this moment, Ye Changgeng still knew very well that the immortal who was chasing him was really no match for him. But just when he was hiding in the mountains in fear. The cliff area on the top of the mountain suddenly lit up with a burst of bloody light, shooting out into the sky like a black blood tide of light, instantly erupting with terrifying destructive power, completely cutting off half of the cliff, and crashing into the ground with a roar. In the river, the lake water is intercepted.
"Who is fighting over there?"
Such a big movement naturally spread to Yangping City. However, it is protected by the innate Bagua array. Some spiritual power reverberations hit, but they did not spread to nearby areas.
However, after receiving a message from his junior brothers, Ling Xingjian, the next generation head of Xinggong Chenyi Society, came to the world from a dream. He raised his head and looked in the direction where the battle broke out, but he couldn't help but said to the junior brother beside him: "Brother Zong, in this world, How long has it been since you saw Sanxian fighting?"
¡°What¡¯s the matter, it¡¯s been three or four hundred years, right?¡±
Ling Xing said with great interest: "Well, those things have almost become legends. I don't want to think that now that our spiritual power is declining, we are lucky enough to witness it with our own eyes."
Zongping did not dare to neglect his "senior brother" who had just turned fifteen years old and was designated as the next generation leader: "senior brother, what we should pay attention to now is that Yangping is on the edge of conflict at any time. Could it affect the residents of the city?"
"Idiot. The master has set up a formation, so just believe him. If we organize the residents to evacuate and run out, is it because they think they will die not fast enough?"
Although his temperament is a little joyful, Ling Xingjian is still calm and undisturbed. He looks at the Bagua formation that appears in the sky above Yangping: "This formation seems to be somewhat related to Fuxi Bagua, but it is slightly similar to the layout of Taihua Mountain. It's just that this formation is somewhat related to Fuxi Bagua. Today¡¯s Taihua Mountain, I¡¯m afraid there are no immortals of this level.¡±
"The Immortal is so powerful, and the person who fights against him"
Zong Ping was so frightened when he thought about it that he did not dare to speak. Seeing this, Ling Xing directly pierced the window paper, crossed his arms and said: "If it is correct, that person is probably the culprit of Yang Ping's dream, and his strength is probably beyond the reach of our immortal cultivating disciples."
Zong Ping nodded and agreed: "No matter what, I still hope that the immortal can win this battle."
"Well, when this battle is over, whenLet¡¯s go and make some friends Killing the cliff with one sword, how heroic and heroic it must be? "
Ling Xing saw the happy reverie here and commented. Xie Yunshu, who was fighting fiercely with Wu Zheng on the mountain, encountered the first trouble in the world.
Of course, this trouble is the same for everyone, and there is no preference for one. It's just that Wu Zhen's own cultivation is not at its peak, and the impact he has received is far less than that of Xie Yunshu: "It seems that the rare spiritual power in this world has greatly reduced the sword power of an immortal like you."
"Both of us are enough to deal with you."
The changes in heaven and earth are irreversible changes of the times. Even demons like Jiuxie cannot absorb enough spiritual power, and they will have to be stupid for more than two hundred years after entering the human world. This is the concentration of spiritual power in this world today. Even though Xie Yunshu could use the turbid energy to perform his sword skills, overall the power was still 30 to 40% lower than usual.
What¡¯s more, in the human world, Xie Yunshu couldn¡¯t move his swords rashly, and he was even more restrained. However, this negative impact is the same for everyone, and there is nothing fair or unfair at all.
Xie Yun Shu said: "That Nightmare Charm is very smart. It actually ran away without leaving you behind."
"Escape?"
Wu Zheng chuckled sinisterly and said: "He knows very well that he can't escape from you and me. Instead of doing this, it is better to deal with you together with me."
"Only by him?"
The dragon rope around his waist shot out, like a tornado and a snake entangled, chasing and binding Ye Changgeng. But this nightmare is transformed into mist, but its reality is uncertain. It still has a way of running away. From time to time, it turns into light smoke and mist, floating around erratically.
But Xie Yunshu just wanted to save trouble and let Ye Changgeng play with the magic weapon. His next strike was powerful, yet even more powerful than before. I saw that the dark rainy sky that was infected by Wu Zhen's power suddenly condensed into a hundred-foot ice sword. If the frost air froze the mountains and rivers, even the surrounding temperature would drop a few points.
The ice water stretched across the sky, and in the next moment, it fell straight into Wu Zhen's heart, but he saw a round of bloodthirsty rainbow light suddenly erupted from Wu Zhen's body, destroying the mountains and collapsing them. However, the vast frost and snow vaguely freeze the circulation of witch blood, making this technique difficult to reach its limit. However, after killing himself with the remaining ice sword, Wu Zhen's wound slowly thawed and was gradually healed.
"If you can't break the resuscitation technique, you can't kill me." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com