Cultivation: I have an equipment slot

now.

Guangcheng sat cross-legged in the void.

He was surrounded by ghost infants, although some of them had been converted after eating his flesh and blood.

But there were just too many ghost babies.

They surrounded Guangcheng in a dense, tight mass, layer upon layer, leaving no room for anything else.

Zhang Yan could only confirm that the ghost infant was not dead by the faint light emanating from its body.

"Junior Brother Zhang, Junior Brother Zhang, please help me, I'm dying!"

Guangcheng's voice came from inside the pile of ghost infants.

Zhang Yan: "???"
"Weren't you going to cut off your own flesh to feed the eagle, sacrificing yourself for others?"

Zhang Yan was stunned.

"Nonsense, I was knocked down by these ghost babies and can't get up."

"I'm not stupid, why would I feed them my own flesh!"

Guangcheng's muffled voice came from inside.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan quickly released more flying swords.

Scatter all these ghost babies.

Furthermore, in order to deal with the Hehuan Demonic Sect, Zhang Yan specifically replaced all the equipment in his equipment slots with Buddhist equipment that countered demonic attributes.

Therefore, as soon as the Buddha took action, his light shone brightly and auspicious clouds swayed.

For a while.

Zhang Yan easily killed a large number of ghost infants.

Guangcheng was revealed inside.

At this moment, Guangcheng looked rather miserable. His entire body was covered in skin, and in many places, only bones remained, with just a few strands of flesh clinging to him.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Zhang." After the ghost infant left, Guang Cheng, who looked like a skeleton, opened his blood-red mouth and said to Zhang Yan.

"You should take care of yourself." Zhang Yan glanced at the other person, truly wondering how they had survived.

This injury.

Logically speaking, he should be dead.

After all, even a Foundation Establishment cultivator would find it difficult to cope with such a severe injury.

But Guangcheng seemed completely unaffected.

"Amitabha!" Guangcheng chanted a Buddhist prayer and then began to slowly recite Buddhist scriptures.

As the Buddhist scriptures were continuously recited.

Those ghost infants that had originally devoured his flesh and blood were now rolling around on the ground.

Moreover, the ghost baby continued to roll around.

The black aura around them gradually dissipated, and in the end, these ghost infants turned into golden dolls.

"Since you have become protectors of Buddhism, why don't you come and report to me?" With Guangcheng's shout, the golden dolls immediately rolled in the air and disappeared.

When it reappeared, it was already beside Guangcheng.

"You scoundrel, how dare you destroy my magic weapon!" Upon seeing this, Zhou Wudao immediately shouted, and with a wave of his hand, a pink fragrance continuously spread.

"Junior brother, save me!" Guangcheng shouted without hesitation.

Zhang Yan: "..."

He finally discovered it.

This monk Guangcheng is truly a remarkable person.

He also figured it out.

This monk truly converted these little devils.

It was simply that he was transformed from a ghost infant into a protector of Buddhism.

However, in any case, it spared the other party the pain of their soul being destroyed.

Moreover, with incense offerings, they no longer had to suffer Zhou Wudao's abuse.

Faced with the monk Guangcheng's plea for help, Zhang Yan did not hesitate and directly blocked the pink mist.

This pink mist, though it looks powerful, seems capable of blocking the connection between cultivators and spiritual artifacts.

But, actually.

There are also limitations.

As Zhang Yan launched his flying swords one by one.

Zhou Wudao's face immediately turned deathly pale.

The feather fan in his hand continuously fanned out more pink mist, but it was not enough to drown out Zhang Yan's flying sword.

Because he has too many flying swords.

"Damn it!" Zhou Wudao cursed upon seeing this.

He really didn't know how Zhang Yan managed to control so many flying swords.

This number is simply not scientifically sound!
"Shadow Thunder Technique!"

Suddenly, Zhou Wudao let out a cold shout, and then waved his hand, sending countless black lightning bolts flying out of his hand and crashing down on Zhang Yan's flying sword.

"Five Elements Heavenly Gang Sword Formation!" Zhang Yan released all 180 flying swords.

Every thirty-six flying swords form a small sword formation. The last five small sword formations form the Five Elements Heavenly Gang Sword Formation.

The five elements (metal, wood, water, fire, earth) rotate endlessly.

It exuded a terrifying aura that annihilated all the lightning in his hand.

Finally, with its momentum undiminished, it crashed into Zhou Wudao.

"Damn it!" Zhou Wudao was so scared when he felt the power of the sword formation that he almost wet himself.

This power is terrifying.

Their power has almost surpassed that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

It's already approaching the attack power of a Golden Core cultivator.

"Die!" Zhou Wudao had no choice but to crush a jade talisman.

As the jade talisman fell.

A golden light appeared in front of him, enveloping him.

"boom!"

The Five Elements Heavenly Gang Sword Formation landed on the golden light shield, which immediately began to churn and ripple like waves of wheat in the wind.

But the attack stopped.

The golden light shield remained intact.

The color has simply faded a bit.

"Methods of a Golden Core cultivator." Zhang Yan was not surprised to see this.

After all, the other party is a descendant of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

Although he is only a descendant of a collateral branch.

But regardless, he's someone with powerful backing. So it's quite normal for him to have Golden Core stage abilities.

but……

So what?

You have it, but I don't?

Zhang Yan sneered as he faced the golden defense.

Then, with a reach, the white hair on his ring finger began to burn intensely.

“What is that…” Zhou Wudao felt as if the sky had become still, as if space and time had stopped.

Followed by.

A snowflake drifted down from the sky.

A chill continued to permeate the surrounding area.

"Kakaka~"

The golden shield that could block Zhang Yan's sword formation was actually frozen solid by the erosion of this cold air.

"this……

How can it be! "

Zhou Wudao stared wide-eyed, looking incredulous.

This method was beyond his comprehension.

The power released by the other party was clearly that of a Golden Core cultivator.

Can……

Why is this happening?

This seems to be...

Methods used during the Nascent Soul stage?

For some reason, an idea suddenly popped into Zhou Wudao's mind.

Methods used during the Nascent Soul stage!

Does the Qingheng Sect have cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage?

"you!"

Zhou Wudao wanted to say something more.

But then he saw a flash of sword light appear. This sword light seemed extremely slow, slashing towards him from afar, drifting and elusive. He tried to dodge it, but he couldn't dodge it no matter what he did.

It even gave rise to a feeling of inescapability.

"Block it for me!"

Zhou Wudao kept pulling out talismans and defensive magical artifacts from his body, trying to block the sword strike.

however……

As the sword energy descended.

Whether it's a golden defensive shield, a talisman, or a defensive magical artifact, they all reacted like butter to a hot knife.

It melted away easily.

A sword aura swept past.

Zhou Wudao subconsciously touched his head: "I'm not dead?" (End of Chapter)