Three simple words came out of his mouth with overwhelming force and power, making the armored zombies tremble slightly.
The red gas around Long Shengtian gathered more and more, gradually surrounding him and spinning slowly.
The armored zombie jumped out and stood face to face with Long Shengtian, more than a hundred meters apart.
Long Shengtian walked towards it step by step, looking at the thin zombie with half-lidded eyes.
Hei Ling stood aside without making any movement, watching quietly.
The armored zombie was breathing black gas all over its body, breathing heavily, and looked at the person slowly walking over.
Long Shengtian walked slowly and slowly until he was more than ten meters away from the armored zombie and stopped.
He stretched out his right hand, palm forward, and said in his mouth: "Holy red mist and rain are flying all over the sky."
A ball of pink gas was instantly sprayed to the opposite side, and the armored zombie disappeared in an instant.
The gas hit the zombie army behind, and in the blink of an eye, a dozen zombies screamed and turned into blood.
The armored zombie suddenly appeared behind Long Shengtian, and the scimitar in his hand struck at his waist.
Long Shengtian quickly blocked it with his right arm, and only heard a "clang", a loud sound like steel against steel.
Long Shengtian then played a Taoist Talisman on the zombie, and the zombie disappeared again. The Taoist Talisman hit the ground and made a pit of more than one meter.
Seeing the zombies disappear, Long Shengtian closed his eyes and felt his surroundings.
Soon, he aimed in one direction, leaned his arms forward, and shot out a pink whirlwind between his palms.
With a "hiss" sound, the zombie was hit by the whirlwind and revealed its true body.
The armored zombie screamed as it was torn apart in the whirlwind, and turned into a ball of black smoke and jumped out.
It lay on the ground like a toad, jumping around Long Shengtian. Every time he passed by Long Shengtian, he would chop him with a machete.
Long Shengtian has a powerful protective shield. The armored zombies cannot destroy it, and can only hear the sound of "clang".
Long Shengtian closed his eyes and stood there motionless. The armored zombies kept jumping around, so fast that they couldn't even be seen. Only a vague cloud of black energy could be seen running around.
With a "pop" sound, Long Shengtian suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the armored zombie's neck. Then he slammed it to the ground, lifted it up and smashed it down again.
Just like this, a dozen times in a row, a deep pit was made in the ground, and the black blood of the zombies was spread all over the pit walls.
Long Shengtian threw it to the ground, used his true energy, and stepped on the zombie's face. The force was so strong that the pit deepened by more than two meters.
Long Shengtian flew out of the pit, looked coldly at the armored zombies at the bottom of the pit, and wiped the dust on his clothes.
Several people in the sky were sighing, but Hei Ling still stood there expressionless and watched everything quietly.
The zombies at the bottom of the pit moved. Long Shengtian stretched out his hands and muttered silently.
A dazzling beam of light shot at the zombies, attacking them like a high-pressure faucet.
The zombies at the bottom of the pit are no longer visible, only the light beams are impacting at extremely high speeds.
After a full minute, Long Shengtian retracted his hands and looked at them indifferently.
Under the strong pressure, the bottom of the pit has reached a depth of more than ten meters.
The smoke cleared, and the armored zombie appeared at the bottom of the pit, already unresponsive.
Long Shengtian spat, patted the dust on his body, and said slowly: "Garbage."
The black spirit in the distance still maintains a cold and beautiful posture, even if his general is killed, it will have no effect.
It stretched out its right hand, palm upward, and recited a few words.
The armored zombie at the bottom of the pit turned into a puff of black smoke and was sucked into the palm of Black Spirit's hand.
Several people floating in the distance flew to Long Shengtian's side. Wan Leifeng patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother Long is still so strong, but this thing is also weak."
Long Shengtian curled his lips half-smilingly and looked at the black spirit in the distance with disdain.
"That's not right." The old man with a goatee who had been staring closely at Hei Ling said suddenly.
"What's wrong with Sun Baiji's appearance?" Miao Ximei asked strangely.
"Hiss...according to the hexagram I just made, it's Zhen Gua, which means fierce Gua." Sun Baiji said with a solemn expression.
"Ah? Are you sure about this...Sun Shenxiang?" Wan Leifeng asked in shock.
"Can we still doubt Sun Shenxiang's methods?" Yu Qian said with a smile.
Long Shengtian couldn't help but look at Sun Baiji, but he hesitated to say anything.
"Hiss..." Sun Baiji suddenly felt something was wrong.
"Sun Shenxiang, what did you see again?" Wan Leifeng saw that Sun Baiji looked wrong.
"Just now... Hei Ling seemed to smile." Sun Baiji quickly pinched his fingers and calculated.
"Huh?" Yu Ganxiao turned and looked at the opposite side.
Sure enough, the corners of Hei Ling's mouth raised slightly, revealing a sinister expression.
Suddenly, Long Shengtian trembled, and the left side of his face exploded with a pop, and a black liquid spurted out.
He groaned and fell to the ground, grinning as if he was in pain.
Several people were shocked and quickly gathered around to check.
The left side of Long Shengtian's face exploded completely, revealing half of his skull. Black blood mixed with bright red blood continued to flow out, which made people's hair stand on end.
Yu Ganxiao immediately tapped a few acupuncture points behind him and on the back of his head. Miaoximei released a burst of energy to heal Long Shengtian's injuries, and took out a few pills and stuffed them into his already damaged mouth.
Long Shengtian closed his eyes. After the elixir entered his stomach, he said with his mind: "Ancestor Miao, this medicine is so precious, there is no need to give it to me! You can save it for critical moments! I can't die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his eyes tightly to endure the pain, and cold sweat continued to flow from his head.
"What's the reason why Old Long is like this?" Situ Yun asked doubtfully.
"Let me take a look." Miao Ximei has always been good at treating difficult and complicated diseases for practitioners.
She carefully observed Long Shengtian's injuries. Because she took the special elixir, the black blood had reduced a lot, and the wounds were slowly healing.
"This elixir is a magical elixir that I have treasured for many years. There is no doubt about its efficacy. The injuries are completely healed within a few minutes, but it has not healed after such a long time. It seems unusual." Miaoximei asked seriously.
She gently took a trace of Long Shengtian's true energy, put it in the palm of her hand, took out a Taoist talisman, and after reciting the mantra, the Taoist talisman burned with the true energy.
Miaoximei closed her eyes and felt it carefully. Some of the others looked at Long Shengtian and some observed Hei Ling. Long Shengtian continued to close his eyes and rest, speeding up his recovery from his injuries.
Hei Ling didn't make any movement there, just quietly watching the few of them busy.
Soon, Miao Ximei said worriedly: "Old Long was scratched just now. Although it healed quickly, it has already invaded the inside. This is the gathering of Yin Qi for thousands of years, and it is very vicious. That knife touches people. It's an infection, let alone an injury. Thanks to Lao Long's extremely powerful Taoism, others would have been finished long ago."
"Does Ancestor Miao have a solution?" Yu Ganxiao asked worriedly.
"The elixir just now has stopped it from going deeper, but more importantly, we still need to reject it ourselves, and we also need our true energy to protect ourselves. But...at this time, I'm afraid that the person over there won't give him a chance, which will take time." Miao Ximei said.
After hearing this, Wan Leifeng turned to Hei Ling and said, "Let us finish treating him, and then I, Wan Leifeng, will destroy you!"
Black Spirit didn't answer and turned into a ball of black smoke and disappeared.
"Huh?" Wan Leifeng looked around.
"It has gone far away. It seems to have given us this opportunity, so hurry up!" Yu Ganxiao sensed that the black spirit's aura was gone.
"Miaoximei, you treat Long Shengtian. I, Zunzu Shui, and Sun Baiji will assist. Master Yunqing and Protector Situshan!" Yu Ganxiao said immediately.
Miao Ximei immediately sat behind Long Shengtian and released her own energy to continuously supply Long Shengtian.
Yu Ganxiao, Situ Yun, and Sun Baiji formed a triangle outside and cast spells.
Master Yunqing held Buddhist beads in his hand and recited scriptures with his eyes closed. Situ Shan stood there holding a wooden stick, observing the surroundings vigilantly.
Long Shengtian endured the erosion of Yin Qi for thousands of years, and activated all the Qi in his veins to repel it.
As a seventh-level Immortal, the top level in the spiritual world, he has not been injured for a long, long time. Except for six old friends of the same level next to him, there is no one in the world worth fighting against.
The black spirit slaughtered all the forces that resisted it, and the practitioners rose up to fight, but the gap was too big and most of them had been lost.
As top practitioners, the seven of them had reached the moment when they had to leave the mountain.
Although Long Shengtian was practicing in a secret realm, he didn't come out for decades. But he could also feel things in the outside world, but he didn't expect that Black Spirit was so powerful and had no opponents wherever he went.
He felt that a lot of the power of practice had disappeared and entered reincarnation. Finally, it was only a few old friends calling him that he ended his practice early.
The seven people are already the highest power in the world, and their appearance together this time gives people hope of victory.
The arrogant Black Spirit seemed to be very interested in a few of them, and seemed to think he had the ability to fight.
Therefore, after Long Shengtian was injured, Hei Ling did not pursue the victory. Instead, it gave them the opportunity to fight against it in full victory.
Long Shengtian worked hard to resist the ten thousand years of Yin Qi, coupled with the powerful power of the other four people. The entire area presented a dojo with a strong sense of oppression. The zombie army in the distance could not bear it. They all retreated a few hundred meters away, staring at the few of them with eager eyes.
After nearly two hours of powerful assistance, Long Shengtian opened his eyes. He slowly stood up, raised his right hand high, and a stream of red gas quickly gathered in the palm of his hand.
When several people saw this, they quickly got up and ran behind him.
After a moment, he waved his arm fiercely, and a bright light shot into the distance.
