Ji Liao stopped and turned around, only to see Wujizi staggering up from somewhere.
Ji Liao's figure moved and slowly fell down.
The body of Shura that had just been lifted fell down with a roar.
"Fellow Taoist, it turns out you are still alive." When Wujizi got closer, Ji Liao stepped forward and said to Wujizi.
At this time, Wujizi was in extremely miserable condition. His clothes were torn and his skin was cracked with many horrific blood holes. His left arm had been blown apart by Shura's shocking blow and was twisted into a weird twist.
Looking at the young-looking Ji Liao in front of him, Wujizi gave a wry smile.
I think he was disgusted with this person because of a high-level Kung Fu book, and felt that this person thought that he could ask for an exorbitant price if he took action for the sect.
And if this kid were not present now, the Purple Qi Sect would probably be doomed today, and it would be the result of the annihilation of the family.
"In the previous confrontation, I was knocked down thousands of feet and embedded deep in the ground. I almost fainted. My spiritual energy was exhausted and I could only watch helplessly as my fellow Taoist fought with the monster." Wujizi said.
"Yes." Ji Liao nodded lightly, then added, "It was just a coincidence and a narrow victory. If it had been like this six months earlier, Ji would have definitely ended up dead."
"My fellow Taoist has already mastered the divine power, but like me, I can't even take half a move."
"Hehehe." Ji Liao chuckled.
Wujizi stared at Ji Liao's harmless face, with a flash of hesitation in his eyes. After a moment, he seemed to have made up his mind. He gritted his teeth and said, "Fellow Taoist, the Purple Air Sect's vitality was severely damaged in this battle, and Long Ping and his eldest brother were also injured." If you die here, it will take at least hundreds of years for the Purple Air Sect to restore its previous situation in the future, and it will also have to be wary of those Xiaoxiao..."
"Okay, you don't need to say more. I understand what you mean, but I also told you before that I have already established a sect in the extreme south and cannot stay in the Purple Air Sect for a long time." Ji Liao didn't wait for Wujizi to say. When he finished, he interrupted and continued.
"This..." Wujizi paused, as if he had been prepared for it, his eyes quickly rolled, "Then look at the magic weapon that reaches the sky..."
Wujizi stopped mid-sentence.
Ji Liao's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Wujizi with a smile.
Wujizi suddenly felt embarrassed and did not even dare to look at Ji Liao.
It is really unreasonable that someone fought desperately for the Purple Air Sect and saved the Purple Air Sect, but now he is begging for a magic weapon from him.
But he had no choice. The Haotian Mirror was extremely powerful and had already reached the level of a spiritual treasure. Even monks at the Nascent Soul stage rarely had such a powerful treasure in their hands. At present, the Purple Air Sect's strength was greatly reduced. If there was no decent one, If they are frightened by the magic weapon, the next life of their Purple Air Sect will not be easy.
Ji Liao thought about it in his mind, sighed, and patted the storage bag, and the snow-white Haotian Mirror appeared in his hand.
"Take it." Ji Liao handed it to Wujizi.
The Purple Air Sect once had the kindness to lead Ji Liao, and this attack was regarded as repaying the kindness. He knew that the Purple Air Sect would face a crisis after this battle, and with the help of the Haotian Mirror, the Purple Air Sect could The strength of the guarantee will be a bit greater.
Moreover, this magic weapon itself is the treasure of Taoist Tongtian. Once Taoist Tongtian dies, it is normal for this magic weapon to be returned to Ziqi Sect. If he just takes it away, it will not be like taking advantage of others.
"I'm really ashamed of myself. I hope you can forgive me." Wujizi apologized to Ji Liao, then took the Haotian Mirror and put it into his storage bag.
And when he put away the Haotian Mirror, his eyes slightly glanced at Shura's body behind Ji Liao.
Ji Liao's eyes flashed coldly, and he said in a knife-like tone, "Fellow Taoist, it is not easy to survive this battle with the Purple Air Sect, and the Haotian Mirror has been returned to the Purple Air Sect. I advise you, fellow Taoist, not to be too greedy. , do the wrong thing."
Wujizi froze after hearing Ji Liao's tone, knowing that it was impossible to get the monster's body, so he sneered a few times.
"Hahaha, fellow Taoist, you are worrying too much."
"I hope I'm worrying too much." Ji Liao said with deep meaning.
"You can take this body of fellow Taoist, but I hope that fellow Taoist will promise me not to tell anyone that this body is in your hands. I will declare to the outside world that this body has fallen into our hands. I think it will also serve as a deterrent." role."
"Yes, but don't blame Ji for being troublesome. Let me remind you, don't forget that Huaiyu is guilty. Once this news comes out, there is no guarantee that powerful monks will target him. Whether it is a good thing or a bad thing, I can't tell."
"I know how to handle this." Wujizi no longer had the arrogance he had before. He put down his airs in front of Ji Liao and called himself "I."
"Yeah!" Ji Liao hummed softly.
Just when Ji Liao was about to say something more, Ji Liao's eyes suddenly moved and he looked at the cracked ground not far away.
But they saw that the ground was already broken into pieces, with a lot of gravel scattered around.
Just when he was talking to Wujizi, a stone slab about ten feet in size moved strangely, but soon stopped moving again.
Ji Liao raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a sly smile.
"Fellow Taoist, since this has happened, then we...Fellow Taoist, you..."
Wujizi was about to say leave with Ji Liao, but suddenly his eyes widened and he looked at Ji Liao in shock.
I saw Ji Liao slap on the storage bag, and an unknown black iron short stick flew out. Before Wujizi could react, the black iron short stick flew past Wujizi's ear. .
Wujizi stiffened slightly and quickly turned around to look over.
"Bang!" 113
The black iron short stick hit a stone slab not far away, shattering it instantly and disappearing into it in a flash.
"ah..."
As soon as the black iron short stick entered, there was a shrill wail.
Wujizi was stunned for a moment, and when he heard who the scream was, his face was filled with anger, and he reached the person's side in a few moves.
"Taoist Huntian, you are not dead yet!" Wujizi shouted angrily.
Hidden under that stone slab was none other than Taoist Huntian of the Blood Soul Sect.
Just now, when Li Hun had not joined the battle group, Taoist Hun Tian had been beaten to the point of dying. Li Hun was fighting with Ji Liao and others, and Taoist Hun Tian was unable to escape and was suppressed to death. Fortunately, he had a life-saving magic weapon, so he was able to save a life.
I thought that Li Hun could win, but I never thought that in the end, Li Hun would be killed by that kid.
Afterwards, he hid motionless under a stone slab, but God did not follow his wishes. The stone slab he was resting on could not hold up and cracked from the middle. Afraid that the movement here would attract the attention of the two people opposite him, he held it up with both hands. He propped up the stone slab that was about to break.
His movements were very light and slow, but even such a small movement was still noticed by the kid.
Taoist Huntian's clothes were in tatters at this time, and his whole body was covered with wounds. His injuries were more serious than Wujizi's, and there was a short black iron stick stuck on his shoulder, which was a soul-catching nail.
Seeing Wujizi and others discovering him, Taoist Huntian's eyes were filled with panic, and he struggled to get up.
"Do you still want to struggle now? I will send you on your way now to use your blood to pay tribute to the soul of my senior brother." Wujizi shouted with a ferocious face, and the arm that could still move lit up with a faint light.
"Don't, don't kill me, don't kill me." Taoist Huntian shouted in fear.
"If I don't kill you, what's the use of keeping you?" Wujizi screamed, raising his hand to beat Taoist Huntian to death.
"Wait a minute!" At this moment, Ji Liao's voice sounded, stopping Wujizi.
Wujizi was stunned, his movements stagnated and he looked at Ji Liao.
With a smile on his lips, Ji Liao came to Taoist Huntian and stared at Taoist Huntian.
"Fellow Taoist, you never thought that one day you would fall into the hands of a trash junior like me." Ji Liao chuckled.
"No! No! You are not a trash junior, I am! I am a trash junior, and you are my senior. Please don't kill me." Taoist Huntian looked at Ji Liao in horror and shouted.
"Fellow Taoist, don't listen to him. If you let this person go, there will be trouble in the future." Wujizi immediately said to Ji Liao after hearing what Master Huntian said.
"Of course I won't let him go." Ji Liao said lightly, and then looked at Taoist Huntian with a sneer, "You are already at the middle stage of the Golden Core. Refining you into a puppet will definitely be a big help to me. Your senior brother has broken so many magic weapons of mine, so you should be used as compensation for me."
"What! No!" Taoist Huntian's eyes widened after hearing this.
"Hmph!" Ji Liao snorted coldly, with a solemn expression on his face. Without saying anything, he patted the storage bag on his waist, but heard a whizzing sound through the air, and eight soul-stirring nails flew out. , a zigzag in the air hit Taoist Hun Tian.
Taoist Huntian's horrified eyes reflected the soul-stirring nails hitting him. Knowing that he was doomed, he suddenly burst out with a burst of power and roared at the top of his lungs, "I'm going to attack your mother."
"Pfft, pfft, pfft."
However, several popping sounds were heard, and the soul-stirring nails were driven directly into Taoist Huntian's body. Taoist Huntian's voice suddenly stopped, and he died.
Ji Liao followed the soul-catching puppet technique and drove the soul-catching nails into Taoist Huntian's forehead, throat, heart, abdomen and limbs.
Ji Liao doesn't know much about refining corpse puppets. He only has a basic understanding of the positions where soul-capturing nails are driven into the body. At the same time, the method of soul-capturing puppets has already stated that living people are the best for refining corpse puppets. Retain the power of the corpse puppet to the maximum extent.
Driving the Soul-Capturing Nail into Taoist Huntian's orifice is only the first step in refining the Corpse Puppet. As for the subsequent steps, we have to wait until Ji Liao returns to the sect and carefully comprehends the Soul-Capturing Puppet technique.
This method is close to evil magic. Ji Liao did not want to study it in depth at the time, but this Shura corpse was too powerful. Ji Liao did not want to miss such a powerful thing. If it was refined into a corpse puppet, Ji Liao dared to say that even with When facing a monk at the Nascent Soul stage, with this Shura corpse, he would never be at a disadvantage, so Ji Liao had to study it even if he didn't want to.
As for Taoist Huntian, it's even simpler. He has to kill him early and late. Ji Liao might as well use the body of Taoist Huntian to practice his skills. After all, once the corpse puppet is refined, the corpse puppet cannot be changed. At the same time, the corpse The power exerted by the puppet is also closely related to the puppet master's ability to refine the puppet.
Ji Liao didn't want the strength of this powerful Shura corpse to be greatly reduced because of his incompetence.
Seeing Taoist Huntian's death, Wujizi's eyes twitched, as if he was shocked by Ji Liao's methods.
"Hehehe, fellow Taoist, don't think too much. Ji is a talisman cultivator. This corpse puppet technique was acquired by chance. Now that Ji has this powerful corpse in his hands, Ji will naturally not miss it. Yes, but Ji Mou is not yet proficient in the puppet master's skills at first glance. He just wants to try his hand at Taoist Hun Tian. After all, Taoist Hun Tian will die sooner or later, so it is better to use the waste. Ji Mou doesn't want to do it casually. Catch an innocent person and try the corpse puppet method." Ji Liao said, then he smiled and showed his innocent and harmless expression, "After all, Ji is a good person!"
Wujizi paused, and a hint of embarrassment suddenly appeared on his face.
He has been in a high position in the Purple Air Sect for many years, and he can no longer be honest. The method Ji Liao is using now is naturally a type of evil in his eyes, but he does not dare to say anything more and just smiles. He said, "Fellow Taoist is right. After all the evil deeds that Taoist Hun Tian did, he was able to exert some residual energy after death. This was the only good thing he did in his life."
"I hope fellow Taoist will also conceal this matter for Ji and pretend that he didn't see anything." Ji Liao looked directly at Wujizi and said with a smile.
"Well...that's nature, that's nature."
"That's good. The matter here is over. The Purple Air Sect is still waiting for the news of our battle. At the same time, the remnants of the Blood Soul Sect still need to be exterminated. It seems that fellow Taoists still have things to do, so let's not stay here. It’s fine, come back quickly.”
"Okay!" Wujizi's eyes flashed and he responded.
Ji Liao didn't say much. He picked up Taoist Huntian's body and flew down on top of Shura's head. The blue light around his body shone brightly, wrapping the huge Shura body inside.
