Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

"Broken!"

"Xiong Wuji" shouted in a low voice. As his voice sounded, the surrounding spiritual energy gathered rapidly and crazily, blending into the bright sword light at his fingertips.

In an instant, the sword light, which was originally only one foot long, expanded nearly ten times, spanned hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye, and struck hard on the top of Zhou Yiqiao's head.

This sword was too fast. With Zhou Yiqiao's current strength, he had no time to dodge, so he had to activate the Fire-weary Armor again to block this blow, which was comparable to that of a monk in the Transformation of God Realm.

"We only have the last chance to resist the attack of the God Transformation Armor. We must not just sit back and wait for death!"

The lightning flashed in Zhou Yiqiao's heart. Before "Xiong Wuji" took action again, he shouted loudly and used two things at once, sacrificing the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and the Blood-Drinking Millstone at the same time.

These are already the two most powerful magic weapons in his body.

The former is a natal magical weapon that has been followed all the way from the golden elixir realm, and has been advanced along the way, while the latter is an acquired ancient treasure that can only be used by the monks who transform themselves into gods.

"Senior Blood Fiend, your life is at stake, please help me!"

Amidst the wails of thousands of wronged souls within the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, Zhou Yiqiao gritted his teeth and roared, his tone full of pleading.

The blood mist surged, and the old man with red eyebrows and red hair appeared quickly, blocking another blow from "Xiong Wuji", and said in a relaxed tone.

"Young man, why should you be so polite? When I agreed to your sacrifice, I already shared life and death with you."

"Don't worry, I will risk my life to keep you safe!"

With that said, the Blood Fiend controlled the blood-drinking millstone and rushed towards "Xiong Wuji".

Facing the blood demon that was speeding towards him, "Xiong Wuji" not only did not panic at all, but instead bypassed the former in a leisurely manner and looked at Zhou Yiqiao who was behind him and swallowed the pill, his eyes full of eagerness.

"I really didn't expect that you actually have an acquired ancient treasure on your body."

"It seems that you have gained a lot of benefits in the Rock Secret Realm."

Zhou Yiqiao was obviously confused by the words of "Xiong Wuji", but at this critical moment of life and death, there was really no time to think too much.

While Senior Blood Fiend was approaching "Xiong Wuji" with the blood-drinking millstone, Zhou Yiqiao, who had hastily recovered his spiritual power, formed seals with his hands and used the Ten Thousand Soul Banner to release tens of thousands of ghosts, sweeping towards "Xiong Wuji" overwhelmingly. .

Facing the ghosts in the sky, "Xiong Wuji"'s face darkened slightly, as if he felt humiliated.

"Little tricks!"

I saw that he didn't care at all about the blood evil's attack. He actually put away the long sword in his hand and grabbed the oncoming Wan Gui from a distance.

The ghosts all over the sky suddenly stopped moving and hovered in mid-air as if their throats were being strangled.

"Xiong Wuji" sneered and squeezed hard, countless black smoke rose up, and thousands of ghosts suddenly disappeared into nothingness.

However, these evil spirits were all spawned by Zhou Yiqiao's spiritual consciousness. As long as Zhou Yiqiao's spiritual consciousness is not exhausted, they can be continuously re-condensed.

The moment the ghosts were dispersed by "Xiong Wuji", Zhou Yiqiao waved his hand again, summoning them out, and attacked him again without fear of death.

"Huh, stubborn!"

Even though he could kill all the ghosts in the sky with one blow, "Xiong Wuji"'s patience was gradually worn out in the face of Zhou Yiqiao's continuous attacks.

He raised his left hand suddenly, and the magic sword appeared in his hand again.

The rich aura of death quickly condensed in one breath.

At this moment, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the wind and clouds were turbulent.

In the dark sky, "Xiong Wuji" waved in the air, the arc light flashed, and all the ghosts in the sky were destroyed. At the same time, Zhou Yiqiao was seriously injured by the aftermath of the arc light, vomiting blood at the mouth, and flew out upside down!

But Zhou Yiqiao couldn't care less about the pain on his body. At this time, the scene had fully met his expectations.

"Senior Blood Fiend, attack with all your strength!"

As soon as these words came out, "Xiong Wuji" suddenly woke up.

"Xiong Wuji" was very annoyed by Zhou Yiqiao's provocation just now, so he put all his energy on him.

At this moment, "Xiong Wuji" suddenly realized that the blood evil that was less than ten feet away from him had yet to show any sign of its attack.

"not good!"

"Xiong Wuji" chuckled secretly, and then he looked up as if he sensed something.

Above the dim sky, a blood demon with red beard and hair held up a huge blood-red millstone and slowly fell down like Mount Tai.

The blood demon's face was solemn, and his eyes were full of cold murderous intent.

Obviously, all this was a plan between him and Zhou Yiqiao!

"Xiong Wuji" scolded angrily.

"asshole!"

The blood-drinking millstone that was magnified a thousand times was now approaching the top of "Xiong Wuji"'s head. "Xiong Wuji" knew that it was inevitable and had no choice but to resist, so he poured all the true energy in his body into the magic sword!

"Xiong Wuji" made hunting noises all over his clothes, and his veins were exposed under his robe, as if he contained the power to destroy the world. Once it exploded, it would be absolutely terrifying.

His eyes widened, he grasped the sword with both hands, and slashed with all his strength!

"Boom~~"

The full force collision between the Blood Fiend and "Xiong Wuji" directly tore the sky apart, shocking the hearts of the people!

The ground shook, and both sides fell back hundreds of feet due to the huge impact.

Although the inner strength of "Xiong Wuji" has far exceeded the power of becoming a god, firstly, it is suppressed by the rules of the secret realm, and secondly, its own physical strength is only at the peak level of Yuanying.

At this moment of head-on confrontation, even though he was not affected internally, his body was already bleeding from all the orifices, and his aura became sluggish.

"Now, Senior Xuesha, let's go!"

Contrary to "Xiong Wuji", Zhou Yiqiao, who barely controlled his own injuries, appeared behind Xue Sha, stopped the latter from retreating, and quickly escaped out of the forest with him.

That's right, Zhou Yiqiao planned to escape from the beginning.

In his eyes, there is almost no hope of victory in this battle. Instead of wasting his strength here, it is better to escape as soon as possible and find another way!

"Damn it!"

"Xiong Wuji"'s eyes were red, staring closely at the two people's leaving figures, but did not chase them away.

There is no other reason. At this moment, "Xiong Wuji"'s physical body can be said to be riddled with holes. If he forcefully strikes again, it will inevitably completely disintegrate and completely lose the chance to kill Zhou Yiqiao in the secret realm.

"Little bastard, I remember you! Next time, I will kill you!"

"Xiong Wuji" growled lowly, and just as he was about to close his eyes and adjust his breath, he suddenly seemed to hear something and spoke loudly, shouting into the void in front of him.

"Lin Fengyu, do you really think that there is no one in Motuo Mountain and I will let you bully me!?"

"Okay, okay, since you, Lin Fengyu, want to compete, I will play with you!"

After saying this, "Xiong Wuji", who was still roaring madly and furiously, suddenly lost focus completely and lost all life.