Chapter 339: Hard fight

The reason why Elder Liu was able to use his cultivation at the pinnacle of the Niwan Realm to become the No. 3 figure in the Red Hand Valley was because he was a spell master who was proficient in ghosts.
Before entering the valley, every new disciple of the Red Hand Valley will be quietly cast a ghost curse, which can prevent the disciple from rebelling, and secondly, allow the disciples who died in battle to continue to play a role after death.
When Elder Liu finished casting the spell, the ground shook rumblingly, and there was a magical red light everywhere.
Elder Liu happily laughed and said: "I have been thinking about this day for a long, long time with the corpses of a large number of practitioners, because the power it can explode is far beyond everyone's imagination! And, This time I have to deal with a behemoth like Tian Yuanzong, so you must do so. Boy, this time, you are really dead. After you die, the souls of the dead will be merged into the big formation by me and strengthen the big formation. Wei Neng...Tian Yuanzong disciple, but after he died, he dealt with Tian Yuanzong. Thinking about it, I feel wonderful! Hahaha..."
Zhou Xing tried to stab him, but found that the dead bodies on the ground were moving. Whether these corpses had a big hole in their heart or mutilated limbs, all the injured areas were filled with a black mist, and then they stood up like normal people, and then remained motionless.
Zhou Xing found that their eyes and teeth had turned black without exception.
In order to find out the truth, he left the iron heart cauldron again, rushed to the nearest dead corpse, and threw his fist at the dead corpse's head with all his strength. The latter was expressionless and did not dodge or dodge, and he took a punch to his head. It's only a little backward. Zhou Xing felt his punch hit the metal.
"What's the hurry, I haven't ordered them to attack you yet." Elder Liu smiled, "You know, people will harden their bodies after death, and they are practitioners. After I have imposed a ghost curse, their bodies will become harder. It will only become harder."
Zhou Xing drove the cicada wings and flying swords to form a large sword to slash the dead corpse, and the result was as if it had been chopped on top of gold and iron, making a clanging sound, and could not cut it.
"Hahaha, don't worry, why bother struggling to death. If a cat catches a mouse, it won't bite to death. You have to play around first."
Elder Liu pinched the tactics and said softly: "Suppress!"
Twenty-five dead bodies moved at the same time, at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, they surrounded Zhou Xing round and round, and then narrowed the circle little by little.
Zhou Xing rushed from the left to the right, but was completely blocked back, and the space for his activities became smaller and smaller.
In an instant, Zhou Xing remembered the Righteous Qi Jue, which was a high-level, high-grade technique for conquering ghosts. Unfortunately, he only learned the first level of mantra, and he couldn't control much at this time. Only dead horses were living horse doctors. I mobilized the spiritual energy in my body, pinched out the Profound Arcane Secret Art with both hands, and then shouted angrily: "Righteousness is blocking Cangming! Yuanjun's order! Disease!"
Even if it is the first-level mantra of Righteous Qi Jue, the power is still not trivial if it is urged by the first glimpse realm high-level cultivation base. As soon as Zhou Xing’s words fell, a cloud of white light immediately enveloped the surrounding dead bodies. The black mist inside the dead bodies was illuminated by the white light, as if snow met the blazing sun and quickly evaporated and dissipated. The seven or eight dead bodies closest to him suddenly fell to the ground. , And the dead corpse in the distance hugged his head and wailed, in pain.
"This..." Elder Liu was taken aback. He never expected that this kid still knew how to restrain ghosts.
Upon seeing this, he immediately cast the spell again, another breath of blood spurted out, the wailing corpses quickly returned to their indifferent appearance, and the fallen corpses also stood up.
"You old miscellaneous hair, with the young master!" Zhou Xing shouted, his body's aura was nearly exhausted, so he had to swallow some of the low-grade aura pills he had just obtained in one go, and then pinch the tactics to perform the right qi tactics.
Zhou Xing has a pill, and Elder Liu, as the third person in the Red Hand Valley, has only a lot of good things in the ring, and the two have started a tug of war.
Zhou Xing knew that he would be defeated if he consumed it like this, so he decided to fight back and swallow all dozens of middle-grade Reiki Pills that he had accumulated from the beginning of the war.
When the encircling circle formed by the dead corpses was only three feet away, Zhou Xing suddenly jumped into the air, stretched out a finger to point to the group of dead corpses below, and shouted angrily: "Give it to me!!"
Such a large-scale use of the body fixation technique immediately drew most of the aura from Zhou Xing's body, and as soon as his foot hit the ground, he immediately twisted on the spot and rushed to Elder Liu who was a dozen meters away at lightning speed.
Elder Liu found that Zhou Xing's real purpose for leaving the group of dead corpses was to get close to him, and immediately used the Red Hand Valley Secret Technique Instantaneous Method, the figure appeared from time to time, erratic, and was already ten feet away every time he reappeared.
Zhou Xing poured aura into his belt, and his speed increased again. No matter the distance, he did not hesitate to pursue it, and with the fist of Guanyunquan, he predicted the approximate direction of the next appearance of Elder Liu, and did not give the opponent any spell to control the dead body. time.
Elder Liu found that the distance between the two parties was getting closer and closer, and he was secretly surprised. If he ventured to manipulate the dead body or the sky thunder clock to help out, he would probably have this kid’s iron fist next moment. He didn’t even have time to take out a few pieces from the ring. A spiritual weapon for body protection.
Every time Zhou Xing hits an empty punch, he hates that his fist is not long enough. Even if it is half a foot longer, he can hit that nasty old face. How much he hopes to smash that old face!
Suddenly, Zhou Xing remembered his true qi of the dragon. When he was hiding in the cauldron, he successfully controlled the dragon to hover above his head. If he could control the dragon to leave his body, it would be like manipulating the four fire dragons. Is it equivalent to lengthening your fist?
Zhou Xing hates why he always knows later. If he thought about it before, practiced well, and then he was surprised and attacked his failures, perhaps he had already won this old miscellaneous hair, so why take so many risks?
Perhaps after practicing for a long time with one mind and two purposes, Zhou Xing remembered one more thing in the life and death sentence.
At that time, he was just starting to learn refining medicine, because the acquired aura caused insufficient firepower, and he often couldn't even dissolve the branches and leaves of the elixir, so he wanted to add true energy to the aura to increase the firepower, although the experiment failed in the end. , But he unexpectedly discovered that when the true energy and spiritual energy merged in the body, it would produce a powerful explosion. With his low level of cultivation at the time, he could blast the unyielding roots known for their hardness into powder. If this is done again now Fusion...
Zhou Xing is a person who dares to think and do. Although there is not much aura in his body at this time, he is still willing to take a risk, so he presses harder and harder, and Elder Liu struggles to evade.
Under the guidance of Zhou Xing’s heart, one of the four fire dragons quietly left the iron-hearted cauldron. Instead of flying high, it looked like a kid playing hide-and-seek. It flew almost against the ground, and then lay down on something inconspicuous. The place, motionless, like a dead thing.