After the injuries on his body were stabilized, he could recover quickly with the help of the divine power of the immortal world, so Qu Mu did not have much concern and directly used 70% to 80% of the strength. The dazzling divine power of the immortal world surged out, illuminating the surrounding darkness like daylight, and illuminating the surprised faces of Taoist and female zombies clearly.

Ghosts can also use their divine power? This is too subverting their cognition!

"Good opportunity!" Seeing them stunned, Yun Yao took action in an instant, and his figure flashed and appeared directly on the heads of the two of them. His big feet wrapped in divine power stomped on the Taoist's head.

"So fast!" When the Taoist woke up, Qu Mu's big feet were approaching his head. In the critical moment, he roared with a loud divine power in the world and pushed the female zombie away with a strong force. At the same time, the yellow divine power gathered above his head into a small shield to block Qu Mu's kick.

Boom, the earth and rocks flew, as if a grenade exploded here.

The Taoist figure was directly stepped into the soil, or the Taoist himself used the power of the earth to escape into the soil, taking the opportunity to remove the power of Qu Mu's kick. It was obvious that the earth-attributed divine power of the world world is very suitable for ground warfare.

"Hmph, I can also escape from the ground!" Qu Mu snorted coldly, and his body swayed and even drilled into the soil. The soul body was illusory, and things that traveled through the physical body were common, but the earth and mountains and rivers had their own spirituality. In addition, the earth contained earth electricity. Ordinary soul bodies were so uncomfortable that they were about to die. The deeper they went, the more they could not stand it. Therefore, ordinary ghosts would not directly escape into the earth. But Qu Mu was different. His soul body was wrapped in divine power and was not affected at all.

However, fighting underground consumes too much divine power, and the Taoist does not want to fight underground with Qu Mu. After two or three fights, he bombarded Qu Mu.

"Who are you!" Taoist asked panting and gasped.

"I'm a ghost!" Qu Mu also knew his specialness. Deep down, he always felt that there seemed to be something strange about his death in his previous life. It's a pity that he had too few memories left, so he did not intend to tell others about his real name.

"Don't you say it? I'll let you say it!" said the Taoist confidently. He had roughly judged Qu Mu's strength, and his combat power was about 600, so he should only be weaker than him, but it was still not worth worrying.

"It depends on your ability!" Qu Mu was also full of confidence. Not to mention that he only used 70% to 80% of his strength, he had not used some of the methods he had remembered.

"Then you try the realm of my fame first, Purgatory Sandstorm!" The Taoist's tone was as plain as if he was saying to try my dish, but his move was completely opposite. The yellow divine power in the sky surged and violently condensed into golden fine sand, and the fine sand slowly became hot and red, as if he had just fallen into the magma and took a bath.

"Domain!" Qu Mu was surprised now. The Taoist should have only had a combat power value of about 700 before, and the divine power value was probably equivalent, so it should be the entry-level cultivation level. However, the field of production can only be used by people in the field level, because from ancient times to the present, it has basically required the divine power to exceed 1,000 before the divine power can be used out of the body. So when he saw the Taoist performing the domain, Qu Mu had to be surprised.

Of course, there is another common sense in Qu Mu's only memory, that is, if the Divine Power has reached the realm of the domain and later falls due to some reason, then he can still use the divine power out of the body to exert his domain, but the power will naturally be less powerful than before.

Sure enough, when Qu Muding looked at him, he found a strange spell on the Taoist's chest that shone faintly when the Taoist used his divine power. It seemed like a seal-like spell. He couldn't remember what it was called, but its function was very obvious, and it was the cultivation of the person who sealed the divine power.

In a trance, countless mad sands of divine power had swept over. Qu Mu only felt that the world in front of him suddenly became red and hard to deal with, as if he had really fallen into purgatory. His body-protecting divine power collapsed layer by layer under the high-speed impact of the red sand particles, and seemed a little vulnerable.

"Fortunately, I will do this difficult performance!" Qu Mu teased himself in his heart. His aura changed, and his divine power swept out, like a quiet river. It was impossible to see how it stirred, but it swept through the sky, blocking the fierce sandstorm, making the sand particles full of destructive power fall into a sludge and unable to move forward.

Then the long river of divine power suddenly shook, turning into a vast white mist and drifted away. The range of the entire mountain top, grass, wood, insects, beasts, even Taoist and female zombies were instantly shrouded by the fog field without any defense.

"Connect with the same fate!" Suddenly the Taoist exclaimed in a flash, and even his voice was filled with some tremolo, as if it was frightened or excited.

"The answer is correct!" Qu Mu was a little surprised that the Taoist actually knew the name of his field.

While speaking, a figure suddenly flashed beside Qu Mu and appeared behind him, punching him hard.

The soul power on this punch is extremely solid, with a fierce momentum, and it feels invincible.

Qu Mu had long felt the other party's figure trajectory through the domain, but he remained motionless, silently endured the punch as if he had no idea.

With a "boom!", Qu Mu's body shook violently, but no injuries appeared, but his face turned pale.

But the graceful figure behind him and the Taoist in the distance were all severely injured and spit out a mouthful of blood. The plants, trees, insects and beasts shrouded in mist withered and died suddenly, almost dead.

This is the so-called connection between the same fate. To put it bluntly, it means forcing the other party's life to connect with oneself. Once one is injured, it will share these damages to the connected creatures. If oneself or someone else takes healing potions, the effect of this potion will be evenly distributed to everyone. This is a very despicable field. More than 90% of the divine powers in the immortal world cannot be used in their lifetime. The one who created this field was a genius nearly two hundred years ago. No, it should be called a monster.

And this is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that this field is further improved, and it can rebound almost all the damage to connect life, without any obstacles. It is said that apart from that monster, only two people have cultivated to this point in the past two hundred years, one is a man, the other is a woman. Needless to say, the man is still alive, so the soul body in front of him...

Thinking about it carefully, the Taoist's body became even more trembling. He was confident that even if Qu Mu had a top-level field like "connected to the same fate", he might not be defeated, but he just didn't dare to take action for a moment: "Xiaomei stop!"

He quickly stopped the female zombie and asked tremblingly: "You, are you Qu Mu?"

Qu Mu's eyes narrowed. This guy knew him? He wanted to answer "yes", but then he thought about it and still didn't dare to expose himself blindly, so he sneered: "Qu Mu? I'm still making fire! Tell me, who are you, making this mass grave mess."

He began to change the topic: "Also, she doesn't seem to be a real zombie. Could it be that she has been hit by the corpse-transforming curse of the divine power of the witch curse world!"

The Taoist was a little skeptical, the dead, the same fate, and the soul body that could use divine power, so many labels overlapped together, who else could be that monster? But he was still successfully changed the topic by Qu Mu because he really loved Xiaomei.

"Cousin! Xiaomei was indeed under the corpse transformation curse. She had to stay alone in such a ghost place with a strong yin energy every day. Life is worse than death. Please find a way to save her!" The Taoist suddenly knelt down without warning, and cried with tears in his nose.

Qu Mu was really caught off guard. What is this situation? The other party’s special tactics, playing emotional cards, and then taking the opportunity to attack? But if you call me uncle at such a young age, you still call me a uncle! Today, I can’t really teach you a lesson for my cousin, an unworthy descendant!

The female zombie Xiaomei, who had retreated to the distance, had her mouth twitched and her eyes were grim. She was lonely and she was not as good as death. She was accompanied by her lover every day, so she was so comfortable. She just couldn't eat delicious food and could only drink blood. But so what? No matter how much blood is, she is not afraid of fat when she drinks. If she doesn't have enough facial mask, her skin is naturally white. Youth is never afraid of old age. It's perfect!

It’s obvious that I’m so bored that I’m so bored that I’m worse than death, so why do I use me as an excuse!

Just when Qu Mu was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and was about to do something big, he suddenly felt a sense of his heart and felt the call.

The girl sensed that Qu Mu, a weak little devil, had not died after so long, so she tried to summon him.

So, before Qu Mu could react, he was taken away by a familiar summoning array text!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!