Cultivation: Start with a Spiritual Plant Space

The aftereffects of Zhou Zhiyue's removal of the seal had not yet been eliminated, and he was extremely weak at this moment.

We can’t afford to delay!

After experiencing life and death, everyone now only wants to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible and is unwilling to meddle in other people's affairs.

But at this moment, a loud shout came from a distance.

"Sun Xinghui, quickly lead the people to retreat first."

The voice was a little hoarse despite being urgent.

But Li Fan heard it instantly.

It turned out to be the voice of the abbot Zhou Changqing.

He has the spiritual awareness of the middle stage of foundation building, and his perception is sharp, so he will definitely not hear it wrong.

Why is the abbot here?

Li Fan's heart suddenly tightened, and he blurted out, "I'll go take a look."

Before he finished speaking, he used the Goose Return Technique without hesitation and flew away in the direction of the sound.

Zhou Changqing had done him a favor, and he couldn't just stand by and watch him die.

It was about three hundred feet away, and Li Fan arrived in a few flashes.

He quickly hid behind a thick tree and looked out cautiously.

The scene before me was truly surprising.

Basically they are all acquaintances.

The one fighting fiercely in the field was Zhou Changqing.

In addition to him, there is also the Grand Elder of the Nether Dragon Sect, Ji Changluo, who is also Ji Moxue's grandfather.

At the edge of the battlefield, Master Sun Xinghui and Zhou Li were there, uh, Zhou Tianba was there too.

What was even more surprising was that not far away, there were Zhao Tianming and his companions.

He was full of doubts as the formation was broken, but he still hadn't seen Zhao Tianming and the other rich young men. He didn't expect to meet them here.

It was really unexpected.

Moreover, the one who was fighting against Zhou Changqing was none other than Li Hu, the mourning stick who was possessed by an evil cultivator.

Coincidentally, this guy was so cruel before that he planned to massacre the entire Anping market.

This is to restore one's own strength and at the same time replenish a wave of evil spirits for the Weeping Stick.

But unexpectedly, he ran into Zhou Zhiyue and the other two who were planning to go to the Cliff Sea for training.

Anyone can punish evil practitioners.

Under Zhou Zhiyue's instructions, Uncle Zhang launched a relentless pursuit of this guy.

In a panic, he accidentally stumbled into the formation.

However, this guy relied on his outstanding insight in the Nascent Soul stage and miraculously escaped from the formation not long ago.

It was because he broke a corner of the formation that Li Fan was able to discover the loophole in it, successfully broke the barrier, and released Uncle Zhang.

It was precisely because of the cracks in the formation that Uncle Zhang was able to break it with unstoppable force.

A drink, a peck, all have a certain number.

Closer to home.

However, he didn't expect that Li Hu, the Crying Stick, would run into Zhou Changqing and others as soon as he came out of the formation.

As the saying goes, enemies become jealous of each other when they meet, and without saying a word, the two sides started a fierce life-and-death fight.

Zhou Changqing took the lead and used his signature skill - the "Ice and Frost" technique.

In an instant, the area within three hundred feet around was forcibly dragged into an extremely cold world, so cold that it seemed to be able to freeze a person's soul.

The frost spread at an astonishing speed. In the blink of an eye, the ground and trees were covered with a thick layer of ice crystals, which was crystal clear yet emitted a chill that pierced the bone marrow.

This is a powerful group attack spell.

Unfortunately, although it looks majestic, it is obviously not enough to deal with the cunning and experienced Li Hu, the mourner.

Ji Changluo then began to use vine magic.

It just so happened that the surrounding trees were lush and dense, and countless thick vines emerged frantically from the ground, sweeping towards Li Hu with overwhelming force.

Each vine seems to have its own consciousness, agile and full of aggressiveness.

He used this technique to try his best to deal with Li Hu, which made him a little flustered at the beginning.

But who is Li Hu, the mourning stick?

Once upon a time, he was an evil cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. Not only was he cruel and ruthless, he also had extremely rich combat experience.

He had a fierce look in his eyes and shook the mourning stick in his hand violently, instantly releasing a large number of eerie and terrifying evil spirits.

For a moment, ghosts cried and wailed loudly within a radius of three hundred feet, one after another.

The evil spirits rushed towards Zhou Changqing and Ji Changluo like a black tide, with their fangs and claws bared, eerie and terrifying, colliding violently with the two's magic.

When the bone-chilling ice comes into contact with the sinister and evil spirits, a sharp "sizzling" sound is emitted instantly, making people's teeth ache.

The white cold air and the black yin energy intertwined and entangled with each other, forming an extremely strange mist that covered the sky and the sun.

At the same time, the tough vines and the hideous ghosts tore at each other. In an instant, the painful screams of the evil spirits and the "crackling" sounds of the broken vines intertwined together, like a sonata from hell.

The powerful energy fluctuations spread rapidly and wildly in all directions with the force of a tidal wave, stirring up a devastating gale.

Sand and rocks were flying all over the sky, the surrounding trees were uprooted, and deep cracks appeared on the ground, as if the end of the world had come.

The scene was extremely chaotic, and before long, Li Hu, the mourner's stick, gradually gained the upper hand.

Xiao Zhan went to Liuyan Mansion to inform the public.

Obviously, Zhou Changqing and Ji Changluo were the only two people who were no match for the profoundly skilled Weeping Stick.

If we continue to allow the evil spirits to attack so recklessly.

Defeat is only a matter of time.

At this time, the people watching the battle were also greatly affected.

If Sun Xinghui, who was at the ninth level of Qi training, had not tried his best to stop them, they would have been cruelly possessed by the evil spirit.

At this time, Zhou Li's face was full of horror, he was stunned, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

She had seen the power of evil spirits before, and at this moment her legs were shaking like sieves, making it a luxury for her to move.

Zhou Xuanba, who was standing aside, had no real ability at all except for flattery and bullying the good.

At this time, he was already scared to death, with incontinence, his face as pale as paper, and collapsed to the ground, even worse than Zhou Li.

He was muttering something incoherently, probably recalling the terrifying experience in front of Zhou Changqing's cave.

At this time, seeing that Zhou Changqing and Ji Changluo were at a disadvantage, his face twitched nervously, and his facial features were distorted.

In fact, it is normal. Ignorance is fearless.

But when faced with the real threat of death, the two men were already scared out of their wits and had no intention of resisting at all.

Seeing this, Sun Xinghui was so angry that his eyes turned red and he gritted his teeth.

I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, but I'm afraid of pig-like teammates. It's so deceptive!

Please help resist it at least!

At this time, Zhao Tianming and several other rich young men were only thinking about how to escape.

However, a few people were imprisoned by the mourning stick and were locked up tightly, unable to move at all.

Seeing Zhou Changqing and others falling into a disadvantage, he was so anxious that tears welled up in his eyes and his heart was like an ant on hot pan.

They were dragged out of the formation by Li Hu, the mourning stick.

It was a coincidence to the extreme.

Li Hu, the mourner, took a fancy to Zhao Tianming's body and planned to find a suitable place to take over his body.

After all, Li Hu's physical potential is almost exhausted, and it is impossible for him to recover to his former peak state.

Zhao Tianming has already reached the fifth level of Qi training at a young age. He has excellent aptitude and is absolutely suitable to be used to possess someone else's body.

But at this moment, he happened to meet Zhou Changqing and others.

The two sides started fighting fiercely without any warning.

Zhao Tianming temporarily saved his life.

But looking at the critical situation, my life is in danger.

The situation on the field is extremely dangerous, and Zhou Changqing and Ji Changluo may die at any time.

Both of them have done Li Fan a favor, and he couldn't just watch them fall into desperate situation without helping them.

He was extremely anxious at this moment.

Moreover, anyone can punish evil practitioners.

We must not let Li Hu, the Crying Stick, escape this time, otherwise who knows how many innocent people will suffer.

At this time, Ji Moxue saw that her grandfather Ji Changluo was in danger. Her beautiful eyes were full of worry, and she subconsciously wanted to rush up to help.

Fortunately, Li Fan was quick to grab her and said anxiously, "Don't go. If you go, you will not only be of no help, but will become a burden."

Ji Moxue's delicate body trembled slightly. She bit her lips tightly and said helplessly, "What should I do? That's my grandfather!"

Among those present, only Uncle Zhang has the ability to help.

So Li Fan had no choice but to turn and look at Uncle Zhang, his eyes full of pleading: "Uncle Zhang, please help me. The two people in the field have done me a favor. I will never forget this favor."

Uncle Zhang looked at Zhou Zhiyue calmly. After all, he was Zhou Zhiyue's protector, so naturally he needed the other party's approval.

Zhou Zhiyue nodded in agreement without hesitation, his voice weak but firm.

"Go ahead and be safe."

Li Fan finally realized that he had forgotten in his haste and quickly apologized, "Brother Zhou is so righteous. I will never forget this kindness."

Zhou Zhiyue smiled slightly and said, "Let's not be so polite with each other."

Wuming burst out laughing when he saw the two of them being so fussy.

"That's enough, you two. Saving people is more important."

Uncle Zhang no longer hesitated. He flashed and flew forward to help.

The Great Sun Rotation Technique was activated instantly, and the first move was the fierce move of "Flame Breaks the World".

In an instant, the surroundings became a raging sea of ​​fire, extremely hot, as if it could burn everything in an instant.

The hot breath rolled out, distorting the air wherever it went.

Under the scorching sun, the terrifying high temperature instantly evaporated the evil spirits that rushed up.

Those gloomy evil spirits twisted and struggled in pain under the double attack of strong light and high temperature, until they were reduced to ashes and disappeared into thin air.

Anyone can punish evil practitioners.

Uncle Zhang was extremely ruthless in his actions, leaving no room for error. Today, we must settle all the new and old grudges.

His magic is completely the nemesis of Li Hu, the Weeping Stick.

Plus, he is at a higher level than the other party.

With just one move, he gained an absolute advantage.

Zhou Changqing and Ji Changluo's morale was instantly boosted when they saw that they had strong reinforcements coming to help them.

"A friendly approach."

"Fellow Daoist, you can't let this guy get away. He's an evil cultivator!"

The two men thought that Uncle Zhang didn't know the inside story, so they assisted him and quickly explained the situation.

Uncle Zhang's moves were powerful and vigorous, gradually forcing Li Hu, the mourner's stick, into a corner.

"Everyone is free to punish evil cultivators. No need to elaborate."

As he said this, he used the move "Illuminating the Earth". A powerful force swept out like a flood, completely destroying the remaining evil spirits.

Li Hu, the Weeping Stick, was outnumbered by three and had no power to fight back at all.

Knowing that defeat was inevitable, a hint of madness flashed in his eyes, and he actually planned to perish together with his enemies.

He suddenly rushed towards Ji Changluo, the weakest person on the field, regardless of everything.

The posture was as if he was going to drag Ji Changluo into the endless dark abyss.

Seeing this, Li Fan became extremely anxious, his heart instantly rose to his throat, and cold sweat soaked his back.

Ji Changluo is Ji Moxue's grandfather, how could he watch him fall into danger.

There was no hesitation.

He quietly activated his consciousness in the middle stage of foundation building, and powerful mental power quickly spread out.

Li Hu, the mourning stick bearer, was suddenly interrupted and his movements suddenly stopped.

This delay bought Uncle Zhang valuable time.

Uncle Zhang caught up in an instant and used "Flame Breaks the World" without hesitation.

An extremely powerful force erupted in an instant, and the light was dazzling, like an extremely bright sun, exploding in the sky.

The mourning stick was instantly destroyed by this terrifying force, turning into countless tiny fragments and dissipating in the air.

Without a carrier, the evil cultivator looked at Li Fan and uttered a cruel word viciously.

"Boy, you are dead!"

The words seemed to fade away slowly.

Li Fan didn't take it seriously. This guy had said something similar once before, and he was still alive and well.

However, this time he was careless.

The evil cultivator's soul did not actually dissipate, but escaped in a very secretive manner.

He took advantage of the fact that everyone was immersed in the joy of victory and no one noticed, and quietly possessed the soul jade carried by Zhao Tianming.

The soul jade flashed a faint, extremely difficult to detect dark light, like the sinister sneer of the evil cultivator's soul after succeeding.