Reborn as a demon cultivator, picked up a zombie planet at the beginning

There was no mercy on Li Xuanming's face.

When Wuji Sect was destroyed, he was able to escape from the siege of countless righteous cultivators. He had done such things many times.

Demon cultivators should be cruel and ruthless.

As long as he can survive, other people's lives are nothing.

Even Liu Zhenxiong, a fellow disciple, is just a chess piece that can be abandoned at any time.

Liu Zhenxiong obviously didn't expect that he would be blown away and used as a human shield to resist Duan Feipeng's attack after risking his life to save Li Xuanming.

His eyes dimmed.

There was no vicious curse or angry roar in his mouth. He just wanted to rest.

Boom!

The thunder beam swallowed him.

The robe was shattered, the flesh was charred, and the bones were melted.

When the thunder beam dissipated, only a huge charred corpse fell to the ground.

Duan Feipeng frowned. He didn't expect Li Xuanming to be so decisive and directly abandon his fellow disciple in exchange for his own hope of escape.

He stomped on the ground, passed by the charred corpse, and chased after him.

Run, run, run!

Li Xuanming now had only this thought in his mind.

The wind whistled past his ears.

The shouts of killing came from the front battlefield in the distance.

As long as he returned to the front battlefield and stood under the eyes of countless cultivators, Duan Feipeng would not dare to kill him because of his identity.

He could also escape with the cover of other cultivators.

"As long as we can reach that place..."

Li Xuanming could even see a large number of inferior spells coming from the front.

That was the battle situation of the Qi Refining cultivators.

However, at this moment.

The ferocious bald ghost let out a shocking scream.

A black chain suddenly appeared like a python.

In an instant, it trapped Li Xuanming's whole body and locked him up.

Plop!

Li Xuanming couldn't stop his forward posture at all, and fell hard into the mud and blood.

When he got up, he suddenly found a person standing in front of him.

Chu Xuan.

At this time, Chu Xuan's eyes were full of coldness.

After forcing Han Liuyun to retreat, Chu Xuan quickly rushed to the battle here.

Duan Feipeng was very strong.

Even if he could kill Duan Feipeng, he would consume a lot of energy.

He might also be seriously injured.

So he had been hiding his body and waiting for an opportunity.

He was ready to give Duan Feipeng a thundering blow when he was casting a spell.

He also witnessed the scene with his own eyes.

Liu Zhenxiong risked his life to save him, but was used as a human shield by Li Xuanming.

Chu Xuan was not a selfless person.

He always took his own interests as the first starting point.

But he still remembered the tiger soul talisman that Liu Zhenxiong had given him.

That might be the few remaining human nature and kindness in this cold and cruel world of immortal cultivation.

"Junior brother, you heard me, it is better for me to live alone than for two people to die together, so I..."

Li Xuanming explained immediately.

Chu Xuan shook his head, "You will betray Liu Zhenxiong, and one day you will betray me."

"What's the point of keeping you?"

He stretched out his hand and clenched it.

The soul-killing rope tightened suddenly.

With a click.

Li Xuanming's head was twisted off directly.

The latter's handsome face still had a trace of astonishment and unwillingness.

He never thought that Chu Xuan would kill him without even giving him time to finish his words.

Chu Xuan casually put Li Xuanming's body into the corpse-raising tower.

He then looked at Duan Feipeng who was slowly rushing forward.

Duan Feipeng was a tall and thin monk in a blue robe.

He was not handsome.

The coldness on his face was enough to deter countless monks.

"You are not dead, Han Liuyun is indeed a waste."

Duan Feipeng sneered.

Chu Xuan said calmly, "Thinking that Han Liuyun is a waste proves that you are not that strong."

Duan Feipeng pointed in the air, and countless finger lights wrapped in thunder came over his head.

He didn't say a word of nonsense.

The first move was a killing move.

Chu Xuan did not use the Yin Sha Dun to dodge, but stomped on the ground and kept getting closer to Duan Feipeng.

Bang, bang, bang!

The finger light was blocked by the black iron shield before it hit Chu Xuan.

The sound of metal and iron was endless.

Duan Feipeng sneered.

Many people thought he was good at long-range thunder magic.

In fact, he also practiced close combat.

Those monks who tried to get close to him at all costs died even more miserably.

When the distance between Chu Xuan and Duan Feipeng reached ten feet.

Duan Feipeng immediately changed the spell and clenched it fiercely.

A huge axe wrapped in thunder appeared in his palm out of thin air.

He shouted angrily.

Chop it on the head!

At this moment, Chu Xuan also roared, and the gloomy ghost claws clenched towards Duan Feipeng's body, and the soul-killing rope wrapped around his throat.

"Don't block it, you are really looking for death!"

Duan Feipeng held the axe with both hands, almost chopping it on Chu Xuan's head.

However, at this moment, layers of golden light and lingering Buddhist chants appeared above Chu Xuan's head.

In an instant, a colorful treasure wheel appeared behind his head.

The treasure wheel radiated layers of great power, forming a protective light that surrounded his whole body.

Not only that, a small bell on Chu Xuan's head made a clanging sound.

A more concentrated force of merit and virtue burst out.

An inverted golden giant bell formed around Chu Xuan.

It protected him completely.

These two were the Golden Dragon Temple's technique "Golden Wheel for Body Protection" and the top-grade magic weapon, the Merit and Virtue Bell!

Clang!

The thunder axe struck the two layers of defense.

Not only did it fail to split even a little bit, but it was bounced back hard.

The sharp and thick blade of the giant ax suddenly had a huge gap.

Duan Feipeng almost failed to hold it tightly!

"Merit! Such majestic merit? Isn't this guy a demon cultivator?!"

Duan Feipeng's eyes almost popped out of his head.

The usually stern face almost lost its composure!

At this time, Henry Chu’s attack had arrived.

The claws of Yin Sha, driven by Yin Sha energy, grabbed Duan Feipeng's body on the spot.

The evil soul rope controlled by the evil soul Huikong accurately locked Duan Feipeng's throat.

Duan Feipeng's top-quality defensive magic weapon could only barely maintain itself under the attack of the two.

Cracks have spread.

It won't last long.

Duan Feipeng raised his hand, trying to release a defensive spell.

However, Xiaolong had already appeared behind him, opening his mouth wide.

ah!

A roar of the Infernal Corpse sounded out of thin air.

It was like a brain-piercing demonic sound blasting in his ears.

Duan Feipeng's thinking suddenly stopped.

My mind goes blank.

When he reacted, Henry Chu’s palm was already printed on his chest.

boom!

The terrifying blood-refined corpse fire exploded instantly.

Devour him on the spot!

Duan Feipeng's screams came from the flames.

There are also a few difficult words.

"I have the best... magic weapon... don't kill me..."

He was filled with regret.

I still underestimated Henry Chu.

He fell into this situation before he even had time to use all his cards.

"Stupid, if I kill you, your things will also be mine."

Henry Chu sneered.

The blood-refined corpse fire further accelerates the burning under the action of flesh and blood.

In just an instant, Duan Feipeng was burned to ashes, and the man immediately passed out.

However, Chu Xuan did not burn him to death, but ordered Xiaolong and Xiaohu to tie him up and keep him nearby.

He had always remembered that Duan Feipeng possessed the best thunder spirit root.

And the demon cultivator happens to have the means to transplant spiritual roots for his own use!