The hunting wind swept across the sky and filled the sky with dust and haze, igniting endless panic.

Feizheng was born and penetrated the heaven and the earth!

Just one glance at the figure rising up from the sun made Mo Chuan feel as if he had been struck by thunder, and the blood in his body almost froze!

That's said to be a flying zombie, but in fact it's no different from a human being.

Wearing a green robe and a large cloak, he looks like an elegant scholar. His appearance is no more than thirty years old, but the almost solidified evil and sycophantic aura surrounding him is terrifying to see.

The billowing demonic wind accompanies it, blowing until the sun and moon become pale.

Mo Chuan had seen zombies in Changlan City, and even seen the five-armored demon with three hundred years of Taoism.

However, the majesty of the five-armored demon, placed next to this thousand-year-old flying zombie, is like a firefly to the bright moon, and the trickling water to the vast ocean.

No comparison is possible!

It was even difficult for him to resist. It was like a mouse seeing a cat, and he felt a sense of fear and surrender deep in his soul.

This feeling of surrender made him particularly ashamed and angry.

But soon, this anger turned into horror.

"Kunlun..."

A low murmur suddenly came from the figure hanging in the air, echoed in the empty valley, and hit the secret deep in Mo Chuan's heart.

"Sir, let's go quickly! I have a way to escape. Let me try the skills of this thousand-year-old monster!"

Mo Chuan, who was running wildly, suddenly stopped after giving a warning.

He turned around and looked up at the figure hanging high in the sky.

"Fellow Taoist——" Wei Lai also subconsciously stopped.

"Come on, don't leave the ink stains!" Mo Chuan scolded angrily.

"Be careful, fellow Taoist, see you in Jiangcheng!"

Wei Lai gritted his teeth, and the energy in his body exploded, turning into a stream of light, and fled madly outside the village.

Mo Chuan looked back at Wei Laiyuan's back, took a deep breath, raised his hands to Fei Zheng, who was suspended in the air, and said:

"Shanye Sanxiu Mingchen, I have met my senior!"

Qian Qian Fei Zhan seemed to be attracted by Mo Chuan's greeting.

He didn't even look at Wei Lai who was walking away. His feet were like heavenly steps and he walked down lightly.

When he got close, he looked at Mo Chuan carefully, shook his head gently for a while, and sighed:

"It's a pity that it was actually watered with blood. I don't realize that the magical powers are only mortal after all!"

The earth gives birth to the fetus, also known as the Kunlun fetus.

It takes tens of thousands of years to develop spiritual wisdom and know supernatural powers.

He is a God-given mountain god.

However, the Kunlun fetus that Mo Chuan occupied was, after all, the Wujia Great Demon Lu Fengbei who poured out the blood of countless human fetuses.

He was born with a disability, not to mention supernatural powers, not even the mysteries of the earth giving birth to a fetus.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is mortal to the naked eye.

Mo Chuan knew what was going on, and when he saw Qian Qian Fei Zong telling him off, he was shocked and suddenly wanted to pry a little bit.

He suppressed the fear in his heart, cupped his hands and said, "Senior, you have good eyesight! I wonder how I should solve this situation, junior?"

Qian Qian Feizheng looked at Mo Chuan with a half-smile, thinking that Mo Chuan was buying time for his companions, and then chuckled:

"It's not difficult to say, but it's not easy to say that it's simple. Take a hole in the earth's veins, bury it again, and continue the energy of the earth's veins. Thousands of years later, magical powers will emerge on their own!"

Mo Chuan smiled cheekily: "This junior's physical body may be able to survive a thousand years, but my soul may be gone. I dare to ask senior, is there any other way besides this?"

Thousand-Year-Old Fei Zong said: "Then find a dangerous cave and bury it for a dozen or so meters. You will definitely become Fei Zong. Who knows, you will be able to gain a bit of the meaning of the Drought Demon!"

Mo Chuan was stunned!

"A thousand years is too long, and a hundred years are too many dreams. I have a way to achieve immortality in a matter of seconds!"

A smile appeared on Qian Qian Fei Zhan's face.

"What method?"

"Give this body of blood to me, and you and I will share eternal life."

The sound of Thousand Years Flying Zombie fell, and when he raised his hand stubbornly, Mo Chuan trembled all over, and the blood all over his body boiled, flowing towards Thousand Years Flying Zombie through the seven orifices and nine holes.

【Sacrifice furnace】

Mo Chuan subconsciously decided to cut off the supply of incense as the best option.

Unexpectedly, just at this moment, an angry scolding came.

"That old demon, stop hurting people!"

As soon as the sound was heard, a bolt of thunder that shone brightly in the nine heavens descended from the sky, swallowing up the rainbow, and drowned all the bodies that had been frozen for thousands of years.

The electric arc splashed and fell on Mo Chuan, even making him feel like his soul was extinguished.

Mo Chuan suddenly stopped thinking about escaping, jumped up with the skill of climbing and copying, and ran backwards like a spirit fox.

At the same time, while looking back, I was shocked to find that Wei Lai... had left and returned.

"Why are you coming back? Are you mentally ill?"

Mo Chuan looked like a fool. Damn it, I was ready to run away with the bucket. Why did you come back?

"I knew that fellow Taoist's way out of trouble was nothing more than expediency! Everything started because of me, how could I abandon my fellow Taoist and leave independently?!"

Wei Lai smiled at Mo Chuan, his face was still extremely pale, but he was more generous and determined to serve justice.

Mo Chuan looked like a fool.

"You think it's a fucking drama, and a deus ex machina?"

"Deus ex machina?"

Wei Lai felt strange and was about to ask a question when the rolling thunder suddenly exploded and a dark figure rushed out and crashed into Wei Lai.

The speed is so fast that it cannot be caught.

When Mo Chuan's vision captured it, only afterimages were left ten feet away, and Wei Lai's body was thrown into the air.

A dim talisman wrapped around his body, spinning endlessly.

——It was this talisman that blocked the brute force collision of Thousand Years of Feizheng.

"Taiichi!"

When Qian Qian Fei Zhan saw the talisman, his face changed slightly, and he immediately started to smile ferociously: "The blood nourished by the talisman water will definitely be sweeter!"

As soon as the sound fell, the figure was like a startled giant, flying across the sky and rushing away.

Wei Lai looked at Fei Zheng, who was charging towards him like a ferocious beast. At this moment, time seemed to have stopped.

All kinds of thoughts came to my mind and finally turned into a sigh!

"...Ru Lu's whole life!"

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and the vicious beast had already hit his body.

The remnant talisman rose up to meet the gang, and only had time to let out a mournful cry before it turned into curls of green smoke and scattered across the sky and earth.

"My life is at an end!"

Wei Lai sighed secretly, and in an instant, endless darkness flooded his vision.

"...Is this death?"

Wei Lai murmured, subconsciously trying to gather his soul, and the corpse would reveal the Yin Shen... Unexpectedly, while his mind was concentrating, the soul was firmly embedded in the skin.

not dead?

This...how is this possible?

As his mind trembled, the endless darkness suddenly dissipated.

The incomparable and brave Thousand-Year-Old Feizong has disappeared!

The quaint villages have even disappeared.

What replaced it was an exquisite home that was extremely bizarre.

Wei Lai looked confused.

Looking around, there are crystal beads shining brightly on the dome;

On the snow-like walls, the paintings are exquisite, but the content is difficult to discern allusions to;

A square mirror with a black background in front of him reflected his surprise;

On the table, there are piles of pen, ink, yellow paper, and fragments of talismans;
To be continued...