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

Henry Chu injected spiritual power into the broken formation mirror. Through the broken formation mirror, he quickly discovered many threads that did not exist.

These threads will guide him to where the formation flag is.

Even if the formation eyes cannot be found, if these formation flags are destroyed one by one, the formation covering Yunwu Village will be weakened.

With Chu Xuan's formation attainments, he could also find the formation eye.

It's just a matter of time.

After a while, Henry Chu found the first formation flag.

The flags were embedded in the stone pillars.

It's impossible to tell from the outside.

Without Henry Chu's instructions, the little dragon appeared from the corpse tower, roared, and slapped the surface of the stone pillar violently.

With one palm strike, cracks appeared in the stone pillar.

With two palms down, the stone pillar was completely shattered, revealing the formation flag inside.

Chu Xuan took out the formation flag, injected spiritual power into it, and shattered it in an instant.

The formation that enveloped Yunwu Village was indeed a bit weaker.

At this time, the sound of fighting also came from inside Yunwu Village.

It was obvious that Li Xuanming and the other three had already fought against the four monks of Shengang Sect who guarded Yunwu Village.

Chu Xuan did not intend to get involved, he just surrounded Yunwu Village and quickly pulled out the formation flags.

Thanks to his solid formation foundation and the assistance of the formation-breaking mirror, it only took him half an hour to pull out all the more than 120 formation flags and completely destroy them.

The formation covering the sky over Yunwu Village immediately disappeared.

The pressure on Li Xuanming and the others was greatly reduced.

"Good! Faster than I thought!"

Li Xuanming laughed and clicked with both fingers.

The demonic finger force struck through the air, like a pouring rain, covering the opponent so that he could not breathe.

ah!

The other party screamed, his shoulder was pierced with force, and blood spurted out.

Li Xuanming was unwilling to give up, and moved forward, pointing continuously to break through the air.

The last blow directly penetrated the heart and killed him!

The battle between Liu Zhenxiong and Wu Teng gradually gained the upper hand.

Everything seems to have fallen into place.

"Master Huikong! The formation has been broken! If we don't take action, we will all die!"

A Shengang Sect monk yelled at Zhuang Nei.

The veins on his forehead are about to pop out.

He was obviously angry that the man never took action.

Li Xuanming and the other three were shocked and confused.

Huikong?

The monks from Jinlong Temple are also here?

A voice of dissatisfaction immediately came from a side room in the village.

"Stupid! The poor monk was about to choose a good opportunity to take action, but you revealed the truth!"

The next moment, a sword split open the wall and struck Wu Teng fiercely.

The dazzling golden light and sharp aura make people's hair stand on end!

Wu Teng secretly yelled that it was not good and forced to dodge.

The sword barely scraped his head and slashed at him.

He took away a pile of black hair.

Wu Teng touched his head, what a bald guy!

"Huh, I know how to hide."

A sneer came.

Bang.

A majestic and burly figure jumped out of the wing and appeared in everyone's sight.

This figure is more than eight feet tall, with broad shoulders and a round waist.

Wearing an ocher yellow outfit, his wrists and ankles are bound with hand and leggings.

The sword flew in a circle and returned to his palm.

"Jinlong Temple, War Monk Huikong!"

Liu Zhenxiong's complexion changed slightly.

Henry Chu was lying on the roof, watching the battle in the village, thoughtfully.

The monks at Jinlong Temple are divided into two categories.

The war monk and the sutra monk.

The so-called war monks have been focused on fighting since childhood, and are especially good at killing evil and ghosts.

War monks often travel around the world to slay demons.

The disciples of Wuji Sect often fought with the war monks of Jinlong Temple.

The so-called sutra monks have been studying Buddhism in Jinlong Temple since childhood.

At the beginning, their combat power was indeed far inferior to that of the war monks.

But once your understanding of Buddhism reaches a certain level, your strength will immediately soar.

Follow your words.

That's what the Buddhist monk said.

Chu Xuan had heard of Huikong’s name before.

Huikong is a genius as famous as Li Xuanming.

Extraordinary talent.

At the age of thirty, we enter the foundation-building period.

He also has high hopes from many Jinlong Temple eminent monks.

Li Xuanming and Huikong played against each other several times, and they lost more than they won.

"Li Xuanming, Donor Li, hahahaha, we meet again."

Huikong stared at Li Xuanming and smiled strangely.

It was like seeing a rare opponent.

Li Xuanming's face turned ugly.

He had investigated the situation of Yunwu Village in advance and found that there were only four people stationed there.

Yunwu Manor imprisoned Wan Wuying, fed the ghosts with his blood, and then used the ghosts to sharpen his sword energy.

This is not a glorious thing, and it is impossible for too many people to know about it.

Why does Huikong appear here?

Is it possible that Jinlong Temple is also involved?

Li Xuanming shouted in a low voice, "Huikong! Your Jinlong Temple has always claimed that it is authentic in Buddhism and has compassion for the common people."

"Now, are you colluding with the Shengang Sect and doing such evil things as imprisoning monks and feeding ghosts with blood?"

Huikong laughed strangely and said, "You are talking nonsense. The poor monk is just here to kill the evil ghosts. I don't know why the monks are banned from feeding the ghosts with their blood."

"On the contrary, you devil bastards from the Wuji Sect have really thrown yourself into a trap!"

After saying that, Huikong stepped on the ground violently, and the ground shook violently.

The hard green bricks cracked one after another.

For a moment, Li Xuanming, Liu Zhenxiong, Wu Teng, and the four monks from Shengang Sect were unable to stand still.

"Earthquake Technique!"

Henry Chu could see the signature spell of Jinlong Temple at a glance.

The warrior monks of Jinlong Temple have always been brave and unstoppable.

The Earthquaking Technique can hurt others and yourself, but the War Monk can walk on flat ground in the shaking ground.

"It's time to hit the road!"

Huikong smiled strangely and cut with his sword again, hitting Liu Zhenxiong.

The cassock on his upper body suddenly flew out, like a spider with fangs and claws, pointing directly at Wu Teng.

At the same time, he pinched his hands and a large string of rosary beads around his neck suddenly flew towards Li Xuanming and hooded him!

For a moment, he actually activated three magic weapons in succession and attacked Li Xuanming and three others at the same time!

Moreover, looking at the light of the instruments, it is obvious that the sword and the rosary are both good and high-quality instruments!

The cassock is a slightly lower grade, but it is also a powerful mid-grade magic weapon.

"Damn it."

Li Xuanming cursed secretly and quickly dodged.

He was strong enough to dodge and barely escape the rosary.

Liu Zhenxiong was a little slower, and his arm was scratched by the sword, and a large piece of flesh and blood was scraped off on the spot.

Blood flowed in an instant.

He groaned a few times, holding back the pain and retreating.

Wu Teng is miserable.

His injuries barely healed.

He forced himself to dodge, which again affected the injury on his chest.

In the blink of an eye, he was enveloped in cassocks.

The whole person seemed to be entangled by a huge python.

Within a few breaths, his face turned red from suppressing it, and he almost died.

Huikong laughed loudly, "How weak! Are the demon cultivators of Wuji Sect already so weak?"

Liu Zhenxiong clenched his fists.

This Huikong is very cunning.

He deliberately allowed the four monks of the Shengang Sect to consume a large amount of their spiritual power, and also saw all their methods.

If we take action now, we are sure to win.

"withdraw!"

Li Xuanming gritted his teeth, threw up a big black flag, and walked away.

The sudden appearance of Huikong completely disrupted their plan.

If it drags on any longer, reinforcements from Shengang Sect and Jinlong Temple will inevitably arrive.

I won’t be able to leave even if I want to.

The flag fell to the ground, and tens of thousands of ghosts poured out, heading straight for Huikong and others.

This is also a top-grade magic weapon!

It is one of Li Xuanming's trump cards.

The cassock wrapped around Wu Teng was attacked by a large number of ghosts and immediately dimmed. He had to let go of Wu Teng and return to Huikong.

The three members of the Shengang Sect also quickly used various means to avoid the ghosts.

Huikong remained motionless and unafraid.

He grinned strangely, "Let's go? Have you asked the poor monk?"