The tornado moved into the forest, and the earth shook.

The big trees were broken, the branches, leaves, shrubs, flowers and plants were all turned into powder, flying continuously into the sky with the wind, covering the clouds and the moon.

After half a cup of tea, the sound completely disappeared.

After only a few seconds of quiet, a strange singing voice in Guli sounded, mixed with excited screams.

"I can row in the waves, I can sail without slurry, I can sail without direction. Because I have all depended on waves in my life, I'm back... Little sister, I'm back..."

A gray shadow shot towards the top of the mountain like an arrow.

Chunhua couldn't help but smirk, and Liu Ruofei was surprised.

People are the chiefs of all things, and they live at the top of the food chain, but their bodies are not strong. If they had not developed civilization and knew how to practice magic, they would be killed by monsters in seconds.

Some alternatives, such as those with extraordinary talents, who have awakened the bloodline of the demon clan, can fight wild beasts naked. Going further, the strength of physical cultivation and zombies lies in their bodies, and they even fight closely with monsters. In particular, the zombies' yin energy can invade and weaken the opponent.

Although the green-haired zombie was driven by Bai Wuchang just now, it was a relationship between a slave and his master. If Bai Wuchang did not use magic and fought hard, he would probably not be able to stop the zombie's punch.

The young man is very like an extremely powerful physical cultivator, but he cannot fluctuate his strength. If he is a transformed monster, he has no demonic energy. Moreover, his combat power is greatly reduced when he is drunk.

Can the body of ordinary people be so strong?

Never seen it ever before.

Contrary to the surprise of the two girls, Tong Jin was worried and sighed heavily.

At the peak of martial arts, even the immortal master had to retreat. However, the young man was not afraid of corpse energy and killed the green-haired zombies far beyond the peak of martial arts with bare hands.

Who is the opponent with the power of the sting? It can be called an invincible hand within three feet.

But even though he destroyed the zombies, Bai Wuchang could not pass the level, and Liu Guo and his group died in a miserable life.

The reason why young people can survive until now is nothing more than the unfathomable saint in front of them, who wants to use a few life souls. They also find out the history to see if they have been exposed.

Wherever the ghost cultivator has passed, there will never be any living mouths left, so as not to reveal traces and cause the pursuit of righteous people.

Unless the young man is really a banished immortal, sacrifices powerful magic weapons, casts a brilliant magic weapon, and destroys the other party with a blink of an eye, he will be doomed.

If he had magic weapons and knew magic, why should he imitate the rude men in the market fighting and fighting for strength? Who has ever seen an immortal walk down from the altar, take off his robes, and fight barely, having a lot of fun?

Close combat is the only way for young people to win, but unfortunately they were exposed when they destroyed zombies just now. Suddenly attacking them may really work.

The gray shadow shot quickly, and the voice screamed excitedly.

"Grandma, this guy is thick-skinned and has a lot of trouble. It took me a lot of effort... I remembered that I was still fighting monsters and upgrading just now... By the way, I will first hit the skeleton monster, then hit the monster among the zombies, and there is also an impermanent monster on the top of the mountain... Yes, hit it with a grand slam. The beautiful little sister rescued is the big gift package provided by the system!"

The young man screamed and rushed to ten feet from the top of the mountain. He jumped high and slammed down the air.

Bai Wuchang's smiling face did not change at all. He took a step forward, simple, straightforward and rough. The mourning stick was like a thunder breaking the mountain, striking his chest hard.

This is the wisest choice, not to lose mana.

Seeing Qingniaoyi destroying the green-haired zombie, anyone would feel a chill, and it would be impossible for him to get close to him.

Bang……

With a loud bang, the young man jumped into the forest like a bird, quickly turning into a small black dot and falling to the foot of the mountain again.

This time, he actually endured a huge force. Unlike before, he had held the tree trunk and rotated it to resolve it, his heart, liver and lungs might have broken into mud.

ah……

Liu Ruofei exclaimed.

Bang...

With a muffled sound, dust was flying at the foot of the mountain a hundred feet away.

The young man turned into a brass pea that could not be beaten flat. He was hit hard and beaten away from the top of the mountain, which had no effect on him at all.

After jumping out of the pit, he took a few breaths of heavy breaths. His body shook, and he threw off the mud and grass blades like a dog shaking his hair. He rushed forward again, chatting endlessly.

"I'm a fool, Xiao Wuchang... You can't beat me to death... Grandpa is here again..."

The legendary Vajra is indestructible, that's it.

Tong Jin, Chunhua widened her eyes.

Seeing this, Liu Ruofei couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckled. It was like pearls falling on a jade plate in the quiet night.

Bai Wuchang was calm and waved another stick.

The young man flew up, fell again, and continued to rush up.

That stick is ineffective.

Let's have another shot.

The young man flew up again, fell down again, and rushed forward again.

That stick is still ineffective.

Liu Guo and the other two vaguely saw hope.

After the four sticks, Bai Wuchang's strength was obviously consumed and weakened.

The distance for young people to fly out is getting shorter and shorter, moving from one hundred feet to seventy feet.

The situation gradually tilted, but the three of them also saw that. Bai Wuchang was just testing the opponent's trump card and never used a killer.

The young man almost refines his body through this, as if a red iron ingot was repeatedly beaten and was about to be refined into steel.

Haha, he has a good plan. Where can I find a blacksmith master who is so powerful and generous and willing to work hard?

The young man's speed is getting faster and faster, and his movements are becoming smoother. Every step he takes is like a certain mysterious rhythm and rhythm, light and ethereal, containing endless power.

When he jumped up for the fifth time and was about to fall, Bai Wuchang finally walked into the dark alley and changed his tricks.

With a wave of the mourning stick, a black fog sprayed into the air, and the cold wind was instantly thrust.

This is the yin evil spirit, the nemesis of the monk.

Even though there are many methods to practice, they are inseparable from body tempering.

The energy of heaven and earth gathers and the spirits are born.

Ordinary monks absorb the vital energy of heaven and earth. If they are lucky, they can find spiritual veins or the blessings of the sky to absorb spiritual energy, refine them into their own body's true energy, and remove the physical body during the tempering process.

The yin evil energy is extremely yin and filthy. Once it invades, not only will the body be damaged and fascinated, but the true energy that has been cultivated with great effort is like water dripping into ink, which is hard to be pure. The corresponding ten-thousand magic power can only be exerted by one or two.

Why do monks in the world have to kill ghosts when they see ghosts? Although they kill creatures and devour souls, on the other hand, because Yin Qi and spiritual Qi are fundamentally opposite, both sides are born enemies.

The young man shivered in the air and staggered after landing.

But, that's all.

The evil spirit that was avoided by the monks did not have much effect on him. A layer of fine goose bumps and a faint blue color appeared on his skin, which quickly faded after a few breaths. He was energetic and shouted a tiger roar, jumped up to grab the mourning stick.

Tong Jin was so impressed that he was overwhelmed.

Going to snatch a saint's magic weapon with bare hands is like sending meat to a chopping board and stretching its head into a guillotine. This guy is really brave!
Chapter completed!