Starting Cultivation During a Trip-Chapter 302 - 170: Sect Leader Rank, Nine Refinements of Living Corpses! Dragon Tiger Mountain Zhang Family_3
The two great True Flames struck the corpse shadow at such close distance without any waste.
Buzz...
In just a moment, the corpse shadow stood firm, and the two great True Flames left no marks.
"Immunity!?" Zhang Fan's face changed drastically; just a mere skin can withstand the power of the two great True Flames!?
Roar...
Suddenly, the corpse shadow let out a furious roar, and the talisman at its throat slowly squirmed. The sinister wind rolled the Liu Brothers and slammed them heavily against the wall, where they fell wretchedly, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Just the power of a single roar nearly crippled the two, leaving them without any ability to act.
The corpse shadow didn't stop moving, its figure drifting as it advanced towards the Liu Brothers, its fierce might was simply appalling.
Rumble...
Almost in the same moment, Zhang Fan flashed to the front of the Liu Brothers, forming seals with his hands, his chest heaving violently, and with a mouthful of Qi, it suddenly transformed mid-air into a three-foot Separation Fire, resembling a dragon sword.
"Fire Dragon Pill Sword!"
The intense fiery light illuminated the great hall, the True Flame converging, as if it was a mighty sword slashing at the evil, the terrifying force enveloping the corpse shadow.
Whoosh...
The corpse shadow faced the blazing Fire Sword without dodging, opened its mouth, which also responded with an outburst of Qi, changing mid-air into a mysterious dark force that soared, with a dazzling sword hum that moved gold.
"Earth Demon Qi Sword!?"
Liu Xingtui watched with eyes almost popping out. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
There is star vigor in the sky, and boundless evils beneath the earth, spirit binding Qi, fierce gods, and evil spirits forged into swords, causing ghosts to perish...
This is an ancient Daoist Skill, gathering Earth Demon Qi to bind it into a Sword Pill, a secret tradition of the Profound Sect, already formed as a proprietary Technique.
"Dragon Tiger Zhang Family... this thing was a Daoist from Dragon Tiger Mountain when alive!?" Liu Xingtui exclaimed in disbelief.
Eighty years ago, the great tribulation struck the Daoist Sect, and since then Dragon Tiger Mountain shut its gates, never to see incense burn again, the Dragon Tiger Zhang Family became a swan song.
They never dreamed they would witness the Daoist Skill of the Zhang Family here.
Rumble...
The two forces collided, mysterious darkness surged, True Flame boiled, and the sound of sword hums like dragons and tigers fighting, instantly extinguishing each other.
"Evenly matched? This thing's power is no weaker than Brother Fan?" Liu Xingyu's gaze trembled, for him Zhang Fan was not an ordinary person, at least not a normal one.
Buzz...
The corpse shadow seemed tireless, one skill extinguished and another regenerated, with thin fingers drawing symbols in the air, surprisingly sketching a talisman...
"Spirit Void Talisman Drawing!"
"Mountain-breaking!"
At this moment, Zhang Fan also employed the [Spirit Void Talisman Drawing], with the trajectory of the drawn talisman head identical to that of the corpse shadow.
"This is the [Mountain-Breaking Prison-Suppressing Talisman] of the Dragon Tiger Zhang Family; this thing indeed hailed from Dragon Tiger Mountain... but..."
"How does Brother Fan know it too!?" Liu Xingtui's eyes jumped tremendously, feeling waves of shock rolling inside.
"Prison Suppression."
The two talismans were sketched almost simultaneously, mysterious lights flickering and colliding instantly, as the Liu Brothers perceived their bodies sink, feeling as if thousands of pounds were pressing down, causing cracks to appear on the great hall's floor.
"Mountain-Breaking Prison Suppression, slaying demons and banishing evil; it's said that during the time of Mountain-breaking and temple attacks, countless masters of Wuwei Sect died at the hands of the Dragon Tiger Zhang Family."
The Liu Brothers widened their eyes, unwilling to miss a single detail.
Rumble...
The nearly identical talismans collided in the air, the aftershock like a turbulent tide swept through, the mysterious talismans canceling each other out, erupting into scattered flames.
In the lingering smoke and dust, the corpse shadow like a tireless machine charged forward directly with alarming speed and daunting fierceness.
Buzz...
At this moment, Zhang Fan's Primordial Spirit suddenly emerged, leaving his body.
"Insane? A Primordial Spirit Emergence at this time?" Liu Xingtui's expression turned dark.
The monster was already at hand; it was soulless, making any means effectless against it.
Buzz...
Zhang Fan's Primordial Spirit was like a point of light, instantly attracting the corpse shadow's attention, the latter reaching out with a large hand, like an all-encompassing net, aiming to grab Zhang Fan's Primordial Spirit.
"Divine Splitting Technique!!"
At this moment, Zhang Fan's Primordial Spirit suddenly split, astonishingly dividing into two, a scene like a lightning bolt striking a stone, shocking to the eyes.
Under the horrified gaze of the Liu Brothers, Zhang Fan's other Primordial Spirit returned to the body acupoints, raised a hand, and unexpectedly held a golden object, square and flat like a brick, and directly slammed it against the back of the corpse shadow's head.
