Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

"Brother Fu, don't panic, I'm here..."

These words pierced deeply into Wang Fu's mind. This familiar name has been buried in his heart for more than ten years. He thought he was the only one left in Wutong Village.

But this voice told him that besides him, there were still people alive in Wutong Village.

Zhou Peng! Zhou Peng!

Fatty Zhou!

Wang Fu looked around and the faces of the five monks of Wanfa Sect appeared in front of him one by one, and finally stopped on a face with some baby fat but a narrow scar running diagonally through the entire face.

Although the appearance has changed greatly from the past, the shape can change, but the spirit is still there.

The baby fat face still has the charm of Zhou Peng, the genius who joined Luoyu Sect with him and has dual spiritual roots.

When the other party saw Wang Fu looking at him, although his face was solemn, he blinked at Wang Fu obscurely. Wang Fu's heart was bright, and he retracted his gaze after just one glance.

Although he didn't understand why Zhou Peng became a monk of the Wanfa Sect and participated in the killing of him, it was obvious that this kid was still on his side, and that was enough.

Everything happened in a flash. It took only two glances from Zhou Peng's voice transmission to the arrival of the five Wanfa Sect members. Led by Zhao Tianlong, the monks of the Wanfa Sect surrounded Wang Fu again.

"Boy, die!"

Ten spiritual weapons swarmed in, and Wang Fu could only calmly resist with twelve golden sword lights. As for the top-grade spiritual weapon spear, the golden sword light did not dare to confront it. Only the purple thunder shadow sword, which was also a top-grade spiritual weapon, could compete.

In addition, the Wanhun Banner behind Wang Fu was ready to go, and dozens of ghosts roared.

However, Wang Fu did not release the power of the Wanhun Banner in the first place. His earth escape technique was restricted, and the Wanhun Banner was his last trump card. He wanted to use the Wanhun Banner to escape, but Zhou Peng's appearance made Wang Fu change his mind.

At this moment, Zhou Peng's voice transmission sounded in Wang Fu's mind again.

"Brother Fu, use whatever means you have to attract their attention. I will sneak attack Zhao Tianlong, and then catch them all in one fell swoop."

Wang Fu's eyes were stern, and his mind moved. He just activated the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Under the control of his spiritual consciousness, ghosts roared out of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and the thick black ghost energy instantly filled the forest.

Among the dozens of ghosts, the two ghosts that were comparable to the foundation building were the most powerful. They directly went to one of the late foundation building monks of the Wanfa Sect, not seeking merit, but only wanting to entangle for a few breaths.

The other ten ghosts rushed to bite the mid-stage foundation building monk, forcing him to temporarily withdraw his spiritual weapon to protect himself.

Wang Fu's pressure was suddenly reduced a lot. He stepped on a sword light, and the other eleven golden sword lights covered the remaining three people, including Zhou Peng.

Seeing this, Zhao Tianlong immediately formed a seal with his hands and injected it into the top-grade spiritual weapon spear. As his spiritual power flowed away, he pushed it with all his strength. The azure top-grade spiritual weapon spear turned in the air and instantly turned into a blue dragon. As it roared, a deep blue cold air blew out.

Wang Fu immediately used the Golden Sword Escape, turning into a golden stream of light, dodging left and right to avoid the cold air attack.

The Purple Thunder Shadow Sword flashed with lightning, slashed out a thunder sword energy, and turned into a purple lightning that instantly hit Zhao Tianlong. However, with a dull roar, a heavy shield blocked the Purple Thunder Shadow Sword and many golden sword lights.

The shield was extremely heavy, protecting Zhao Tianlong behind him, making it difficult for the flying sword to penetrate, and even the thunder sword energy was useless.

It turned out that although this shield-shaped defensive spiritual weapon was not top-grade, it was extremely powerful in protecting the frontal attack after it was sacrificed, comparable to a top-grade spiritual weapon.

"Junior Brother Peng Zhou, Junior Brother Zhang Yu, kill this kid now." Zhao Tianlong said in a low voice.

He grasped the timing very well. At this moment, Wang Fu had no other spiritual weapons besides a dark cloud of poison that covered his body. Even if the spiritual consciousness of the foundation-building stage was fully activated, it could only perfectly control three spiritual weapons. If there was one more, the power would be greatly reduced. Moreover, there was also a top-grade spiritual weapon and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, which consumed the spiritual consciousness even more.

As for the golden sword light, it was not as good as a spiritual weapon after all, and it would dissipate after a few hits.

"Understood." Although Zhang Yuzuo's cultivation was not as good as Zhao Tianlong's, he was also a genuine late foundation-building stage. He immediately activated his two top-grade spiritual weapons with all his strength, turning into a stream of light and slashing at Wang Fu.

Peng Zhou was naturally Zhou Peng. Zhao Tianlong spoke, and he naturally activated his two flying swords with all his strength.

"Brother Zhao, don't worry. Look at my flying sword."

As the seal was cast, the spiritual power poured in. The two flying swords immediately turned into two spirit snakes, one gold and one blue. They circled in the sky and instantly hit Zhao Tianlong's back. The spirit snakes passed through his chest and turned into two flying swords again.

Zhao Tianlong looked at the big hole in his chest and was a little unresponsive for a while. When he turned around, he saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face close at hand.

"Peng... Zhou..."

"Goodbye!"

Zhou Peng said calmly. The flying sword circled around Zhao Tianlong's neck, and a head rolled to the ground, dying with eyes wide open.

A red-black banner was waved, and a confused soul was pulled out and thrown into the banner.

Zhang Yu was so frightened when he saw this that he immediately retreated without even having time to curse. He recalled his two spiritual weapons and activated a mid-grade defensive spiritual weapon to protect himself. However, he saw Peng Zhou looking at him with a look of pity and mockery.

Not good!

The next moment, he felt his whole body go numb, and a purple long sword with thunder had pierced through his back, and the protective spiritual light of the defensive spiritual weapon shattered with a crackling sound.

"How... is it possible..."

Without the top-grade spiritual weapon spear that Zhao Tianlong had sacrificed, the purple thunder shadow sword flashing with lightning was like entering an empty space, and wherever it went, a touch of blood splashed in an instant.

The mid-stage foundation building cultivator who was entangled by many Qi refining ghosts was pierced through the defensive spiritual weapon by golden sword lights in the black air, and died with his eyes open.

Another foundation building soul body was added to the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

And the last late-stage foundation building cultivator, who had just killed two ghost generals, saw a purple sword shadow close at hand, and the protective light of the defensive spiritual weapon crackled.

"This is a top-grade defensive spiritual weapon."

"But this is a top-grade offensive spiritual weapon." Wang Fu's voice was like the King of Hell walking out of hell, especially the terrifying red-black banner that kept emitting black ghost energy behind him, which made the late-stage foundation-building cultivator of Wanfamen terrified.

He realized at this time that Zhao Tianlong and Zhang Yu were dead, and only Peng Zhou was standing not far away. He seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and called out in a hurry:

"Junior Brother Peng Zhou, save me quickly."

"Senior Brother Liu is calling me? But my name is not Peng Zhou, I am Zhou Peng, Zhou Peng of Luoyu Sect..." Zhou Peng just took a step, and the next moment he turned into a phantom and came, and his voice came over, full of murderous intent, almost roaring:

"Wutong Village, Zhou Peng!"

The golden and blue flying swords slammed into the defensive spiritual weapon of the late-stage foundation-building cultivator surnamed Liu, making a crisp bang bang bang sound, and the metal and iron intertwined, creating circles of ripples.

The monk surnamed Liu was stunned:

"You..."

"Stop talking nonsense and enter my Ten Thousand Souls Banner first!"