Ninth Uncle World: I let the old man uncover the coffin!

Click!

Ren Weiyong's body voluntarily collapsed, turning into countless yin qi.

The sword that Mao Changqing struck out after exhausting his ten years of lifespan cut through loneliness!

"Illusion... and there are spells that can affect the mind!"

Mao Changqing was out of breath and spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

At this time, he took a closer look and realized that the Ren Weiyong killed just now was actually just an illusion!

This made Mao Changqing tremble with anger.

He looked at Chen Xingzhi fiercely.

If it wasn't for the rush to save this waste, how could he not even see such a low-level illusion!

At this time, Ren Weiyong had quietly appeared behind the great master of Mount Lao.

That's right, it was a fantasy just now.

But it's not an easy environment.

It's a combination of environment + dreaming technique!

This is also a new routine that Ren Weiyong researched when he was preparing for a few days.

Simple illusions can't fool these great mages with profound Taoism, even the prepared mages.

And the pure dreaming technique is also unable to control the consciousness of dreaming.

But the combination of illusion and entrusting dreams is not as simple as 1+1!

The first is to use the dream-making technique, which silently interferes with the dream and affects their minds.

At the moment of interference, the illusion is instantly dropped, seamlessly connected.

Coupled with the fact that Chen Xingzhi yelled for help just now, Mao Changqing had no time to think about it in such a hurry!

This caused the scene in front of me!

"Hehe, as expected of the Great Elder of the Maoshan Sect, the power of this sword can be... but the accuracy is a little bit off!"

Ren Weiyong suddenly appeared behind Laoshan Patriarch, and he did not forget to mock Mao Changqing.

"His target is me!"

Laoshan Patriarch's pupils shrank wildly, and he turned his head abruptly!

And Ren Weiyong's thugs penetrated into his body in an instant, holding his heart tightly!

Pinch again!

Click!

Heart burst!

This is not finished!

Ren Wei bravely turned his head to look at a void that was twisting.

"The Wrath of the Drought!!!"

The endless deep purple demonic fire formed a pillar of fire that was enough to run through the heavens and the earth, blasting towards the twisted void!

puff.

The Laoshan Patriarch in Ren Weiyong's hands turned into a scarecrow with a death talisman on it.

And in that empty space, Laoshan Patriarch's figure had just emerged, and was instantly submerged by the deep purple Hanba Demon Fire!

"Ah! Fellow Daoist Changqing, save me!!"

In the sky full of flames, there was the shrill scream of the ancestor of Laoshan.

This magic fire not only burns the body, but also burns the soul!

But Mao Changqing just cut through the air with his sword, and was disturbed by Ren Wei's courage, so he could make a move in time.

"Tch, I know you old bastards have a lot of tricks, but luckily I was prepared."

Ren Weiyong sneered.

The last time he killed several archmages who knew how to substitute death in a row, Ren Weiyong had gained experience.

To deal with an archmage with surrogate death, you must be able to make up the knife!

When they have just been reborn and are the weakest, come to them for a fatal blow, saving the most effort!

The ancestor of Laoshan also fell into the hands of Ren Weiyong!

At this moment, counting casual cultivators, there are already more than four great mages from the six schools who died in the hands of Ren Weiyong!

"Fellow Daoist Changqing, stop fighting, we can't beat him, run away!"

The head of the Chen family, Chen Xingzhi, collapsed.

At this moment, he couldn't cry, and he didn't have the slightest intention to fight.

He is the head of the Chen family!

Usually in the eyes of ordinary people, they are all god-like figures!

Even if placed in a decent cultivation world, he is still a patriarch who is like a Dinghai magic needle!

But it is so powerful.

At this moment, I was scared, really scared.

He saw beings stronger than himself falling into Ren Weiyong's hands one by one.

Even the astonishing blow of the Great Elder of the Maoshan School, Burning Shouyuan, couldn't do any harm to Ren Weiyong!

Chen Xingzhi finally collapsed.

He has even made a plan. After leaving here, he will completely move the Chen family away from Xiangxi, avoid Ren Weiyong, and never set foot in the southern land forever!

Now Ren Weiyong's fierce and formidable appearance has formed a shadow in his heart.

Not only he couldn't bear it, but so did other archmages.

The ancestor of Laoshan died in battle, the head of Zhengyi died in battle, and the elders of Maoshan faction also died in battle...

Among the dozen or so great mages who besieged Ren Weiyong, except for Mao Changqing and the head of the Exorcist Sect, more than half of them were killed or injured by high-end fighters!

The strength of the remaining archmages was far inferior to them, and they could hardly even stop Ren Weiyong, which could be ignored at all.

At this moment, many people saw that the situation was not good, and they felt withdrawn in their hearts.

After all, although killing Ren Weiyong can get longevity Gu, prestige and various benefits... but his life is gone, what do we need those things outside of him!

The already loose organization of the Demon Slayer Alliance suddenly became precarious and was about to fall apart.

"Escape? Waste, not because of you, Laoshan Taoist friend will not die!"

"Since you want to escape, then you go to die!"

Mao Changqing made a sudden move and cut it down with a sword!

Chen Xingzhi, the patriarch of the Chen family who had completely collapsed his mind, was smashed to death.

This turn of events left everyone around stunned.

"This kind of waste will harm others and oneself." Mao Changqing said disdainfully.

He gave Ren Weiyong a cold look, and then glanced around.

Frightened by his gaze, the head of the exorcising corpse sect was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat and he lowered his head.

horrible……

Unexpectedly, Mao Changqing, the elder of the Maoshan School, who is usually gentle and elegant, has such a ruthless side.

This was driven by Ren Weiyong...

Mao Changqing glanced quietly for a week.

In the distance, the fierce battle between the demons of Jiuyin Mountain and the members of the Demon Slayer Alliance was in full swing, and the sound of killing filled the sky.

The zombie king Xuankui fought hard against the stone to drive the mountain, and also beheaded an archmage!

The voices of fighting continued to come.

But Mao Changqing's eyes became more and more calm.

His expression was no longer frightened and angry, his eyes were no longer anxious, and his whole person became indifferent.

"I have to say that this Ren Weiyong is the most difficult monster I have ever seen. Not only is he powerful, but he is also gifted with extraordinary talent.

"He also knows how to develop in a low-key manner."

"In the nearly 200 years of my life, I have seen many monsters who are arrogant and domineering because of their strength, so arrogant that they don't even know who they are."

"But they are all dead. Because the monsters are crazy, there are more weaknesses exposed."

"But Ren Weiyong is different. He has been cultivating in Jiuyin Mountain in a low-key way. If it is not because of the Witch League, no one will know that a monster that can kill a great mage lives here!"

"In this regard, he is very smart, not even as smart as a demon."

"He has no weakness..."

Ren Weiyong grinned when he heard this.

Are these words complimenting him or hurting him?

Why does it sound like this old thief is calling him obscene in disguise?

And Mao Changqing continued to speak indifferently.

"So, we can't let Ren Weiyong grow up..."

"Otherwise, within three years, Ren Weiyong will be ruled by no one, and the entire Xiangxi land will become a paradise for demons."

"And all of you here... will surely die without a place to die!"

Surrounding the archmage besieging Ren Weiyong, he was shocked when he heard this.

They reacted immediately.

This siege gathered the strength of the entire southern cultivation world. If Ren Weiyong couldn't be killed, then all the sects participating in the siege would be wiped out one by one!

This battle is no longer for longevity Gu, profit or fame.

But for their own life and death!

Mao Changqing's voice became hoarse, like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart.

"If you want to run away like Chen Xingzhi, the old man can't stop you..."

"But even if this old man dies here today, he doesn't want to live to see the sect fall!"

His breath gradually became stronger and stronger!

The muscles all over his body began to dry out and the skin began to sag.

Hair turned gray and fell quickly.

On the cheeks, gradually covered with dark age spots.

The originally bright eyes are becoming cloudy.

His longevity and vitality are rapidly passing away.

At this moment, anyone can see it.

Mao Changqing, go all out!

Inspired by his words, the remaining archmages were already timid.

At this time, they all changed their minds and wanted to work hard with Mao Changqing.

The matter of cultivation is to go against the sky.

At the moment of life and death, most of them have the courage to give it a go!

Chapter 108 Half Step Zombie King