Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

"How can it be!"

Just as Sun Zhiliang raised his head, a series of ice crystals lay on the Black Mist Thunder Snake from the surface of the river like flames, and "burned" all the way up. The speed was very fast. Soon, the entire 30-meter-tall black snake immediately turned into a black snake. Ice sculptures, reflecting the ice blue luster in the sun.

If there are world-class ice sculpture masters here, I am afraid they will find a way to get this ice sculpture to be exhibited in the museum.

But the next moment, the ice crystals began to crack continuously, and immediately turned into huge pieces of ice, falling down, smashing into the river water, and splashing huge sprays one after another.

Sun Zhiliang hurriedly backed away, pulling a certain distance, with a hint of fear and determination in his eyes.

Now at this point, even if he desperately wants to kill Zhuo Bufan. If he escapes now, in a few years, this kid will grow to an unbelievable level, and then he can only hide in the deep mountains and dare not show his face.

"Come back." Sun Zhiliang stretched out his hand to grab it from the air, and a white staff flew into his hand.

Zhuo Bufan gasped and stared at the magic staff, his sword cut even the Black Mist Thunder Snake into nothingness just now, it was really strange that he didn't cut off the stick.

"Today, I will kill you even if my realm falls." Sun Zhiliang stared at Zhuo Bufan viciously. Quickly pinching the spell with both hands, black runes shot into the staff like flowing water.

The body of the originally white staff was engraved with black runes, densely packed, all over the whole staff, a cool air emanated from the staff for a while, even Zhuo Bufan felt a bit of coolness.

You must know that with his current level of martial arts, even if he takes off his clothes and soaks in the snowdrifts in winter, he will not feel a trace of cold. What emanates from the staff is not the general coldness, but the chill that hits people's soul directly.

"This bone is the remnant bone of a monster I found in the desert. It has been tempered into a staff. After decades of yin energy accumulation, there are countless virgin women's life sacrifices. This time, I will let you try it." My 'Hundred Ghost Staff' is powerful."

Just after Sun Zhiliang finished speaking, countless ghosts suddenly flew out of the staff, all with hideous faces, baring their teeth and claws, exuding an extremely resentful atmosphere, covering a radius of several thousand meters in darkness, and the ghosts wreaked havoc.

Even the Admiral of Nine Gates, Zhang Xiaocui, Elder Bai and others standing on the hillside all had a sudden change of expression, feeling a strange coolness, which seemed to be able to freeze the soul.

Elder Sun frowned even more, and thought to himself: "The Fifth Elder actually took out the things at the bottom of the box." He had a faint feeling of something bad.

"Zhuo Bufan, you know that a martial artist's strongest is his true energy and his physical body. But what is the weakest thing? It's mental power. The mental power of a practitioner is several times stronger than that of a martial artist. I can't hurt your body, but I I can destroy your spiritual power, and after your soul dies, I will use your body to refine it into a puppet to make up for my loss."

"Really? Then let your horse come over and try."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Zhuo Bufan's mouth.

All these ghosts in the staff were brutally killed by the five elders, carrying endless resentment, the easiest thing to attack is the human soul, polluting the spiritual power of a person. Just like what Sun Zhiliang said, warriors focus on cultivating their bodies, but their mental strength is relatively weak. If the soul fire is extinguished, only a body remains.

If within a month, Zhuo Bufan would still feel a headache if he encountered so many resentful ghosts, but he had condensed his spiritual consciousness in the Bai family, and what's more, he practiced the top demon god Lei Jue in the universe. Almost invincible in the realm.

"Eat him for me." Sun Zhiliang shouted loudly.

Immediately, the ghosts flying all over the sky made miserable wailing sounds and flew towards Zhuo Bufan. These sounds and ghosts can't hurt the real physical body, but they can hurt the soul.

Zhuo Bufan closed his eyes, condensed his spiritual consciousness in the void, gathered the countless emitted divine consciousness together, strands of golden light gathered together from the void, unexpectedly condensed into a golden flying sword about half a meter long, It flew out with a whoosh, instantly piercing through the seven pounced ghosts.

These ghosts have no life and consciousness, just pure resentment.

The golden flying sword pierced through dozens of ghosts in just an instant, and the ghosts pierced by the golden sword dissipated in the sky and the earth in an instant, and could no longer condense successfully.

"No... Impossible, condensing the consciousness as its essence, at least it is a method that can only be displayed by the great power of the Void Core stage." Sun Zhiliang stared wide-eyed as if struck by lightning.

"Xu Danqi is also worthy of being called Da Neng, and I was not qualified to carry shoes back then." Zhuo Bufan sneered.

Sun Zhiliang thought that Zhizhu was in his hands, and Zhuo Bufan was physically strong, so he used mental attacks, but he didn't expect this guy to be a pervert, with martial arts and mental strength so strong, he was not human at all.

The golden sword turned into a golden light, dragged out a long golden tail, and killed ghosts like piercing through a paper window. No ghost could block the power of the golden sword. This golden sword was condensed with spiritual consciousness, and it was cultivated by the demon god Lei Jue. It was born with the attribute of thunder and had the function of suppressing and warding off evil spirits. Even ghosts with resentment were extremely afraid of thunder and lightning.

Sun Zhiliang held the Fajue in his palm and pressed it on the water, and then he flew directly towards the cliff. He knew that these ghosts could resist Zhuo Bufan for a while at most. If he doesn't leave now, he will leave later no more.

Elder Sun and a group of subordinates all showed fear. Even Sun Zhiliang could only run away.

At this time, a group of men in black came in from outside, and brought another girl in white casual clothes with a ponytail, "Elder Sun, Ye Ziqin was rescued, and only this girl was found. She is Zhuo Bufan's mistress."

Bai Zhantang's face changed, and he shouted loudly: "Xiao Rui, you dare to arrest people and threaten us."

After all, Bai Zhantang clenched his fists with both hands, like a raging wild beast, and rushed towards Elder Sun and the others. Elder Sun slapped them lightly. After all, Elder Sun is a master-level master, Bai Zhantang punched twice in the face, but was beaten backwards go out.

At this time, a ball of water at the bottom of the feet gathered to the top of the head, covering Zhuo Bufan, trapping him like a water prison.

Sun Zhiliang just glanced at it, sucked Bai Rui into the palm of his hand, and frowned.

"Fifth Elder, why not use this woman to threaten Zhuo Bufan?" Elder Sun said.

Sun Zhiliang smiled wryly, Zhuo Bufan and his level of experts have already seen through the life and death of ordinary people, have a tenacious heart to ask questions, and regard human life as worthless, how could they submit for a woman and use this woman at most Just delaying time to escape.

At this moment, Zhuo Bufan broke through the water prison with a punch, and holding the Ice Emperor Rain Sword in his hand, he rushed across the river, pulling out a long white mark behind him.