"Break." Xu Mi roared, and the red flame on the exorcist peach wood sword suddenly turned into a surging flame. The black thorns surrounding the exorcist peach wood sword also started to burn.

But more black thorns tangled up again, and the red flame on the exorcist peach wood sword became increasingly faded, and finally disappeared completely.

"Pu" As the exorcist peach wood sword disappeared, Xu Mi sprayed out another mouthful of blood. This one can also be regarded as a mid-range magic weapon among Maoshan magic weapons, but it was completely destroyed before the real opponent took action.

"What kind of monster is this?";

Xiangda Xu Mi has never seen the Black Shra, so Xu Mi suddenly saw this eight-legged human monster wearing black scales that could instantly release Taoism, and couldn't help but exclaim.

In fact, if Xu Mi knew that this was a black Shura, he would probably be even more surprised.

Because in the minds of ordinary cultivators, the Black Shrine has always been an extremely powerful dark monster that is extremely cruel from the bottomless underworld that swallows all the creatures in front of you, and it is impossible for people to control it.

"This is my Shikigami." Zhao Lingjun said pretending to be a ghost.

"How is it, my Shikigami is pretty good." Zhao Lingjun stretched out his hand and stroked the scales on the black Shura standing in front of him. Although the feeling made Zhao Lingjun himself want to vomit, Zhao Lingjun still shook the key of the Yellow Spring, which was disguised as the Onmyoji's demon-striking banner in his hand, and put on a very disgusting shape.

"So this is the Shikigami summoned by the legendary Onmyoji in the dark place and fed with flesh and blood souls." Xu Mi was fooled by Zhao Lingjun in an instant, "Your Shikigami is so powerful, it must have swallowed a lot of people's flesh and blood and souls."

"It's easy to say, maybe if you swallow the flesh and soul of a monk like you, it will become stronger." Zhao Lingjun said disgustingly. "Look, it seems that it's drooling."

"Damn it, little red man." Xu Mi was probably so angry that he even scolded the dialect of his hometown.

After scolding, Xu Mi took out a white glass bottle, poured out a pill, and swallowed it quickly. In a moment, Xu Mi's face became much better.

";tnnd. It seems that there are quite a few good things in Maoshan Sect." Zhao Lingjun saw that Xu Mi's bottle of elixir had such a good healing effect, and his eyes suddenly became straight.

"Catch him for me." Zhao Lingjun immediately gave orders to the three zombies and the Heiba ​​Shura in front of him.

Zhao Lingjun was not afraid that Xu Mi would cast some powerful spells and magic weapons after healed. Zhao Lingjun was worried that Xu Mi would swallow all such a bottle of good medicine.

"Little Red Man, you are so despicable."

Before Xu Mi could react, one of the three zombies had already appeared beside Xu Mi. Xu Mi did not expect that one of the three zombies would have instant movement skills. Xu Mi did not have the unparalleled reaction ability and speed as Zhao Lingjun, so she was hit in the stomach with a punch.

"Uh----" Xu Mi's tears and snot suddenly came down.

When Xu Mi was practicing in Maoshan, he also fought with the zombies that were deliberately created by the seniors of Maoshan Sect to train their courage for the younger generations. However, none of the zombies that were created by the seniors of Maoshan Sect had such powerful power.

Xu Mi felt that her internal organs were about to spurt out of her mouth.

Xu Mi did not have the agile feeling and reaction speed of Zhao Lingjun, so he didn't notice it for a while and directly hit the zombie's punch. However, the body of the Maoshan warlock who practices Taoism is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people, so when the zombie hit Xu Mi with one punch, Xu Mi's punch also hit the zombie almost at the same time.

"disease"

The moment Xu Mi's fist hit the zombie, a circle of free blue lightning appeared on Xu Mi's fist.

With a "bang", the zombie hit by Xu Mi suddenly flew out like a broken sack.

An extremely powerful force burst into the zombie's body. The place where the zombie was hit by Xu Mi suddenly broke a terrifying hole, and countless free lightnings shone in the hole, and even the zombie's mouth and eyes sprayed blue electric sparks.

"Let you taste the Lei Yan Fist of our Maoshan Sect."

Xu Mi believed that this zombie would definitely not be able to survive after being hit by the thunder fire boxing with five parts of the thunder power. But what surprised Xu Mi was that the zombie that was beaten out by himself immediately climbed up from the ground, and the terrifying wound on the zombie was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. The black muscles re-surrounded and bonded like moving earthworms.

"How could this happen?" Xu Mi looked at Zhao Lingjun in disbelief.

Zhao Lingjun moved his mind and immediately pretended to wave the key to the Yellow Spring in his hand that was disguised as a demon-striking banner, and then put on another spell that he didn't know what it meant.

Zhao Lingjun felt that with his acting skills, he could compete for the Best Actor Award at the Academy Awards.

Xu Mi didn't have much room for thinking. When he was hitting his zombie with one punch, the attacks of the other two zombie brothers under Zhao Lingjun and the Heiba ​​Shura had already arrived.

Xu Mi only felt that his feet were soft. When he looked down, Xu Mi found that his feet had turned into a mud pool with sour and smelly bubbles, and his body was falling down at an extremely fast speed.

The zombie with a national face danced with her hands, and the green light shone brightly on her hands. Countless green grass grew up like moving snakes, quickly tangling towards Xu Mi.

But the most dangerous attack came from the Heiba ​​Shura.

Accompanied by a low moan like someone crying in the middle of the night, a black flame that was about an inch long surged up on the body of the Black Shrine. The Black Shrine opened its mouth and countless skulls burning with black flames rushed towards Xu Mi who was trapped in the mud treasure.

"Haha." Zhao Lingjun laughed proudly. This time Zhao Lingjun was not acting.

"The fighters are all in front of the battle"

Amid Zhao Lingjun's laughter, the yellow cloth wrapped in Xu Mi's hand suddenly exploded, and countless broken yellow cloths were like countless yellow butterflies, flying around in the air.

A small bronze mirror, like a girl's dressing mirror, appeared in Xu Mi's hands.

"Qingming Mirror?" Zhao Lingjun was shocked when he saw the ancient patterns on the mirror and suddenly remembered the Qingming Mirror, one of the three most important treasures in Maoshan, that Lin Yiren told him.

Among the yellow rags dancing all over the sky, five small green flames surged out from Xu Mi's five fingers. Xu Mi's face also turned into a green yellow color under the flames, just like wearing an emerald mask on her face.

When Xu Mi's five fingers stroked the back of the green bronze ancient mirror, the five small green flames on Xu Mi's fingers suddenly jumped onto the bronze ancient mirror, and then slowly disappeared into the bronze ancient mirror.

As the green flame disappeared, the entire bronze ancient mirror suddenly burst out with a green energy, covering Xu Mi's whole body.

In just a moment, the mud treasures under Xu Mi's feet turned into solid land again.

And countless green grass and burning black skulls immediately turned into ashes when they touched the green energy.

"A thousand miles away, the gods move in a variety of ways, and the Emperor Taishang is as anxious as the law."

In the green qi, Xu Mi's low voice had just disappeared, and Xu Mi had already appeared beside Zhao Lingjun. The free lightning was shining on Zhao Lingjun's body.

"What's going on?" Zhao Lingjun was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Xu Mi didn't use the Qingming Mirror to deal with him, but instead used this spell similar to instant movement to attack him in close combat.

Although Zhao Lingjun couldn't figure it out, Zhao Lingjun's movements did not stop at all. Zhao Lingjun swung his fist like a conditioned reflex.

Xu Mi used Maoshan Sect’s technique of shrinking the ground into a newborn and Lei Yan Fist. When he suddenly appeared beside Zhao Lingjun, Xu Mi thought that he would definitely work with one blow this time and knocked down the extremely strange Onmyoji in front of him.

But as soon as Xu Mi's fist reached out, something black flew over in front of her eyes.

Then Xu Mi felt his head roar, his eyes turned black, and he knew nothing.

...

"So unbeatable?";

When Zhao Lingjun saw Xu Mi being hit by her punch so hard that she fainted without even saying a word, she seemed to feel a little unfulfilled.

"Damn, it would be strange if he didn't faint when you, the Super Saiyan, hit him." Lin Yiren walked out of the dilapidated factory not far behind Zhao Lingjun, while looking at Zhao Lingjun depressedly.

Zhao Lingjun smiled, but took out a black paper talisman and pasted it on Xu Mi's forehead.

The black paper talisman was pasted on Xu Mi's forehead and disappeared immediately.

"Are you afraid that he will wake up in a while? You still have to use the sleeping talisman? Do you think these talismans are as cheap as a few packs of toilet paper in the supermarket?" Lin Yiren thought that Zhao Lingjun was really a waste.

"I'm not afraid of ten thousand, I'm afraid of it." Zhao Lingjun clapped his hands and took out the bronze ancient mirror from Xu Mi's arms with pride. "Do you think this guy has a problem with his head? He doesn't need to have a Qingming mirror, but he wants to fight with me.

"Take it over and let me see it." Lin Yiren said with his eyes lit up.

Magic weapons are of course of great attraction to practitioners, not to mention the Qingming Mirror, one of the three most important treasures in Maoshan.

But after seeing it, Lin Yiren was very disappointed.

"Damn it, it turns out to be a fake guy."

"What? Fakes?" Zhao Lingjun was stunned.

"Yes, this is definitely not Qingming Mirror." Lin Yiren said with certainty.

"How do you know?" Zhao Lingjun looked at the bronze ancient mirror in confusion. No matter how he looked at it, he thought that this mirror was an antique.

"Because the Qingming Mirror is a treasure passed down from ancient times, it is said that when the ancestor of Maoshan used it to deal with a thousand-year-old mosquito dragon spirit, a crack was knocked out by the mosquito dragon's inner alchemy on the mirror." Lin Yiren pointed to the bronze ancient mirror in his hand, "Although this mirror looks like an ancient object, and it seems that it can also use a green Qi to protect the body, it is definitely not the Qingming Mirror."

Zhao Lingjun picked up the bronze ancient mirror and looked carefully. There was indeed no crack on the mirror.

"Damn, I'm not so happy."

Zhao Lingjun pulled the black kimono on his body into pieces in great depression. Then he said to Wu Xuanyun, "Are you ready?";

"It's ready, Immortal Master." Wu Xuanyun nodded respectfully. "Miss Wu has already set up a magic circle inside. You can cast spells at any time."

"good."

Zhao Lingjun waved his hand, and the black Shura slowly disappeared into Zhao Lingjun's shadow as if it was suddenly melting. One of the three zombies lifted Xu Mi, who was unconscious in the Maoshan Taoist priest, as if he was carrying a dilapidated sack.

"Zhao Lingjun, you are really a genius. You actually want to summon the Black Shrine, and then use the Soul-fixing Nail to control it and make it your puppet warrior." Lin Yiren looked at the Black Shrine melting in Zhao Lingjun's shadow with envy. "I didn't expect it to have the ability to hide the shadow. You are really lucky."

"My luck has always been good. I can catch a big black lotus when I go to a small waterway. What is this mere black Shura who can hide shadows?" Zhao Lingjun almost pissed Lin Yiren to death.

Lin Yiren really wanted to immediately raise eight white bone Netherworld Swords and smash Zhao Lingjun to death, but when he thought that Zhao Lingjun, who had learned almost all the magic of himself and Wu Xiaoye, was not something he could bully, Lin Yiren could only follow Zhao Lingjun in great depression and walked into the dilapidated factory.

Wu Xiaoye stood quietly in the center of the dilapidated factory.

On the broken concrete ground in front of Wu Xiaoye, thirty-two white candles set off a strange magic circle. A large red talisman was drawn in the center of the magic circle.

The red talisman is drawn from the blood of the pelvis of a newly born child, mixed with mercury, cinnabar, sulfur, and powder grinding from the skull of a newly dead person.

When Wu Xiaoye looked at Zhao Lingjun Fu Xu Mi putting the red talisman on it, he looked solemn.

Although the God Searching Method is not as dangerous as the Inquiring Heaven, this kind of spell that can forcefully strip away the consciousness of a living person and allow the caster to obtain all the information in the mind of the caster, it is also a spell that violates the laws of nature and harms the heavens. Such spells sometimes bring many unpredictable consequences.
Chapter completed!