Spiritual Recovery: Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms at the Beginning

“It seems that this is the only way to use it.”

The monk Junkong took out a porcelain bottle, and his face had a somewhat painful look.

“Master, this is our last means of saving life, how can we use it so quickly.”

Feng Zhi knew that this was a means of pressing the bottom of the box, and his face changed greatly.

“If we don’t use it, I’m afraid we will have to die now.”

Junkong shook his head and opened the porcelain bottle in his hand.

That powerful ghost, looking at their appearance, suddenly chuckled in his heart, and quietly took a few steps back.

Swish.

A drop of bright red blood poured out of the porcelain bottle and stood still in the air.

As if sensing something, this drop of blood suddenly fluctuated violently, releasing a fiery golden light.

Like the sun dripping down the world, the golden light is brilliant and incomparably dazzling.

Those fierce ghosts who were still waiting around for the opportunity were directly stiffened by this golden light.

The next moment, those ghost things, the body suddenly appeared shattered ceramics-like cracks, turned into flying ash, and dissipated.

As for the powerful ghost, after screaming, he disappeared.

“Master, what kind of creature’s blood is this, a drop has such power.”

Feng Zhi looked at his group, finally safe, relieved, but then a little curious.

Unexpectedly, this hole card was actually a drop of blood, and with such great power, it simply subverted his cognition.

“This is a drop of martial arts grandmaster’s blood, we are in charge, spent a lot of resources, begged each other for a long time, only to exchange for three drops of martial arts grandmaster’s essence blood, one of which was handed over to me for self-defense.”

The monk was full of flesh pain.

“We are in charge, aren’t we real cultivators? In terms of strength, it should not be much weaker than the martial arts grandmaster, why spend a lot of resources and still ask the other party? ”

Feng Zhi was a little incredulous.

Who are they in charge?

The living immortals with a lifespan of two hundred years, the director of the exorcism bureau, when they see their leaders, they must greet them politely.

It’s hard to imagine that such a person in charge of them actually has a day to ask for someone.

The monk Junkong looked at his companions around him.

At this time, just after the great battle, a group of people, after making sure that they were safe, sat down on the ground.

Even he himself was weak and could only sit on the ground to rest.

Since there was no way to move in a short time, the monk Junkong beckoned Feng Zhi to sit down and continued, “The strength of the real person is far worse than the martial arts grandmaster, the two are not at the same level at all, you must not lose the courtesy when you see the existence of this level in the future, otherwise the other party is angry, and our entire King Kong Sect can’t bear it.” ”

After Feng Zhi listened, his mouth was open enough to stuff an egg.

Although, he knew that the Martial Dao Grandmaster was more powerful than ordinary real-level powerhouses.

However, listening to Master’s words, it seems that he is stronger than a little.

“The grandmaster is not only infinitely powerful, but also copper-clad and iron-boned, but it is said that he is invulnerable, and his body is even more vigorous, the whole person is like a volcano, once the qi and blood burst out with all his strength, the ghosts below the red-clothed ghost, even without the other party’s hands, will be directly killed.”

Junkong slowly told the horror of the martial arts grandmaster.

Bang.

As if his worldview had been shattered, Feng Zhi’s mind was blank.

This strength….

He could almost imagine that such an existence was just a scene of erupting qi and blood, countless terrifying ghosts with black qi, and ghosts crying wolves howling and destroying.

People are fascinated, what kind of style should such a strong person be.

“Master, what should we do next?”

Feng Zhi finally came to his senses, looking a little worried.

Although they are safe now, they are not in a good situation.

“Our hole cards have been used, although the sect is a little short of money, but safety first, we will find a way to go back later.”

Junkong said with some helplessness.

When Feng Zhi heard his master’s words, he was also relieved in his heart.

Although he also wanted this money, the danger was obviously beyond their imagination.

No matter how much money you have, you have to spend your life.

For now, quitting is undoubtedly the best option.

“Made, what the hell is that, if it weren’t for your brother pulling me to the place where the fog was thickest, I’m afraid I would have gone to ashes.”

The mist in front of him rolled for a while, and the fierce ghost who killed Matt’s hairstyle before slowly walked out with a hint of palpitations on his face.

“Are you sure they don’t have that hole card anymore? If we do it again, we will surely die.” ”

The other, the powerful ghost dressed as a broom head, also walked out of the mist, looking at Feng Zhi and his group’s eyes with a trace of jealousy.

“There can’t be, I heard that short-haired kid say before, this is a last resort.”

Killing Matt was a ghost, looking at the expressions of Feng Zhi and his group, full of greed.

These are all cultivators with quite advanced cultivation, and once he devours them, his strength will definitely rise greatly.

There is even a hint of the possibility of becoming a red-clothed ghost.

“Made, these people have caused us to lose so many subordinates, I have to devour them alive.”

The broom head is ghostly, and he holds a steel pipe in his hand, which looks like a confused boy.

Speaking of which, they were originally students who usually skipped class and fought, otherwise they would not have thought of skipping class over the wall.

Moreover, after becoming a powerful ghost, his personality changed greatly, he was cruel and ruthless, and he did not feel the slightest sadness about the death of his companion.

“It’s not dead, moreover, the other party has a companion.”

The monk Junkong looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes full of despair.

The hole cards are exhausted, the mana is exhausted, and they are really fish meat on the sticky board now.

“I can’t stand up, it seems…. Made, who pulled my hair. ”

The hair of Killer Matt and the broom head was suddenly grabbed by a pair of big hands and dragged towards the back.

“As a student, wear this hairstyle, what it looks like, I’ll help you shave your head.”

The internal force on Chen Hao’s hand vomited, and the hair of the two powerful ghosts was broken like this, and it turned into a standard flat head appearance.

It’s him.

Feng Zhi’s pupils shrank and he felt a little incredible.

That guy he originally thought was an ordinary person, turned out to be so strong?