Fantasy: Jinyi Shenwei, starting from the Golden Crow of the Great Sun

But right now.

Boom!

A brilliant golden light burst out from the center of the battlefield!

It comes from the most densely populated direction.

Around Zhang Zhishun!

The golden light that had just reached the sun even dispersed a lot of the thick black fog in the mountains and forests.

The people of the White Lotus Sect, as well as the demon with a huge rotten body, let out a miserable scream in unison, as if they had encountered their own natural enemies.

The golden light spell is the power that can restrain demons.

What's more, the golden light spell that Zhang Zhishun had cultivated for decades was not at all comparable to the golden light spell of ordinary Daoists.

And the demon people of the White Lotus Sect have a strong demon aura on their bodies, and some of them even try to fuse with the demon flesh and blood, and they are naturally afraid of the power of the golden light spell.

They all had faint black smoke coming out of their bodies, their muscles bursting, their faces distorted, and they looked particularly painful.

The black smoke on the body of the Hall Master of the Punishment Hall was the thickest, and it was obvious that there were more fused demon flesh and blood.

At this time.

Almost everyone focused their eyes on Zhang Zhishun, their eyes were terrified, looking at the thick golden light, as if they had seen a ghost.

"This is the Golden Light Spell!"

"He's from Dragon Tiger Mountain!?"

"If he can cultivate the Golden Light Spell to this point, his rank will not be low, but why haven't I seen his portrait at all?"

"...,"

the exclamation appeared.

The crowd was terrified, angry, fearful, doubtful...

The Hall Master of the Punishment Hall had an ugly face, staring at Zhang Zhishun deadly, feeling very tricky.

This old Taoist priest is not simple.

This idea just appeared, and Zhang Zhi had already taken the initiative by the way.

Dazzling golden light burst out, enveloping them all.

At the same time, Xu Qing also followed.

The killing began again.

A cloud of blood mist burst out in the golden light, one after another screams sounded, and pieces of shattered bodies shot out.

Xu Qing held a long knife and showed his knife skills to the extreme.

He was besieged.

Sometimes as soon as the knife is cut out, someone on the side kills him.

Fortunately, the Immortal Horizontal Practice exercised its effect at this time.

A faint flesh membrane appeared on Xu Qing's body surface, blocking all those attacks.

Dangdang!

One after another, the sound of gold and iron colliding appeared.

It's not that no one can break the meat membrane, but Xu Qing is really full of qi, and in just a moment's effort, the meat membrane has been completely repaired.

Therefore.

After some scuffle, Xu Qing was basically not injured except for the fact that his true qi was consumed a little quickly.

Those who attacked Xu Qing were shocked in their hearts, looking at this brocade guard in front of them, a strong sense of powerlessness arose in their hearts.

Originally thought that he could rely on the large number of people and kill this brocade guard.

But now instead of succeeding, his companions have died a lot.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Xu Qing's mouth, holding the embroidered spring knife, and strode forward.

Dazzling sword light appeared, and the sharp sword qi shot out horizontally, harvesting one life after another.

.........

A moment later.

The noisy fighting gradually subsided.

Except for Xu Qing, Zhang Zhishun, as well as the Hall Master of the Punishment Hall, and the huge body, there was no one in the field who could still stand.

Xu Qing's body had a faint blood qi escaping, and the surrounding area was full of corpses lying on the ground.

Most of them died miserably, and their bodies were directly cut into several pieces by the knife qi, mixed with other bodies, and they couldn't tell who was who.

Zhang Zhishun turned his head to look at Xu Qing and couldn't help but smack his tongue.

The murderous aura is really too strong.

The Hall Master of the Punishment Hall looked at Zhang Zhishun on the opposite side, and Xu Qing not far away, his face gloomy as water.

By now, the plan is bound to fail.

He took a deep look at Zhang Zhishun, his eyes full of unwillingness and horror.

Even if the means were exhausted, they could not help the old way on the other side.

He even suspected that the other party was not a seven-rank person at all, but a person of a higher realm.

But if it is a person of a higher realm, why pretend to suppress the realm to fight against himself?

One by one, doubts surfaced in my mind.

Yet the next moment.

"Roar..."

a low roar sounded, interrupting his thoughts.

Call.

The howling of the wind came from the ears.

A pair of huge fists fell from the sky.

But this time, the target of the fist became the Hall of Punishment Master.

He felt something, and suddenly looked up and saw the blood-red hole that was flowing pus.

Now it's too late to dodge, and I can only resist this blow hard.

But how could he resist the seven seven eight eight that the true qi in his body had already been consumed.

Poof.

A large living person instantly turned into a puddle of mud on the ground.

Seeing this, Xu Qing was a little puzzled, and asked Zhang Zhishun aloud.

"What's going on? Why did that big guy suddenly launch an attack on him?

Zhang Zhishun smiled: "Just now, I used golden light to remove the source of the demon aura in his body, and he is naturally no different from us in the eyes of that monster."

Xu Qing nodded, took a step back and said, "In that case, it's time for you to make a move, I'm not that monster's opponent."

Zhang Zhishun smiled when he heard this, and the golden light on his body suddenly appeared, and then disappeared.

The next second, he appeared in front of the monster.

Boom!

A deafening loud noise appeared, and the eardrums of the person who shook it hurt.

Zhang Zhishun's strength was very strong, and coupled with the golden light spell itself, it had a restraining effect on demons, so the battle was quickly over.

Boom.

The demon's body scattered and split apart.

Boom.

Countless blackened and rotten internal organs flowed all over the place, and a disgusting stench immediately permeated.

But the most striking thing is the most complete preserved body in that pool of rotten meat!

I only saw that there was such a blackened, human-like demon corpse.

The body is defective, that is, it is missing a right hand.

The moment it appeared, a familiar voice echoed in Xu Qing's mind.

"Ding!"

"Detect the death breath of the five-rank demon and reward 11,000 merit points!"

Xu Qing was a little surprised in her heart.

Happily, I have obtained more than 10,000 merit points.

Shockingly, the demon turned out to be a fifth grade.

Just the five products, the harm is so great.

What about the demons above the five grades?

Wouldn't there be greater harm?

Xu Qing stepped forward, and a fiery red light appeared on his body, blocking out the pervasive demon aura.

Seeing this situation, a touch of surprise appeared in Zhang Zhishun's eyes.

Such a mellow breath of the sun?

What exercises did he practice?

Practicing this kind of exercise, but doing something to kill, this is not very good for cultivation.

Zhang Zhishun is a warm-hearted person who is ready to remind Xu Qing later.

He and Xu Qing came to the corpse, looked up and down, and nodded secretly.

"Dao Chief, can you see any doorway?" Xu Qing asked humbly.

Zhang Zhishun didn't say anything, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the demon corpse.

The palm of the hand directly penetrated the lower abdomen of the corpse, and then grabbed something from it.

Xu Qing was startled, and then a blood-red pill-like thing appeared in front of him.

"This is?"

"Demon's Neidan, eat it." Zhang Zhishun said with a smile.