Chapter 118 Killing the Drunk Taoist

Looking disdainfully at Zhang Yunpeng, who was dodging the lotus petal attack while firing wind needles at him, the drunk Taoist sneered and said: "Master Taoist, I told you, this trivial attack can't penetrate my fire at all."

Yun Dun, you beast is still so obedient as to be captured, maybe I will be merciful and leave you intact!"

But Zhang Yunpeng still turned a deaf ear to all this. The wind spirit power in his body gathered like running water and shot out overwhelming wind needles towards the drunk Taoist.

Seeing that Zhang Yunpeng ignored him, the drunk Taoist said nothing more. He just glanced coldly at Zhang Yunpeng, whose feathers had been shaved off by the lotus petals, as if he was looking at a person who was about to die.

He took out a small purple-gold gourd from his arms. The drunk Taoist pulled out the lid of the gourd, put the gourd to his mouth and poured a large gulp of wine into his mouth.

There were more and more wounds on his body, but not a drop of blood flowed out from the wounds made by lotus petals. Zhang Yunpeng's movements became slower and slower at this time, and the lotus on his back kept sucking.

The flesh and blood in his body made his body weaker and weaker, but he still dodged the attack of lotus petals while paying full attention to the situation of the drunk Taoist opposite. At this time, he was waiting for an opportunity to kill them one by one.

opportunity for the enemy.

After taking several sips of the wine from the gourd, the drunk Taoist let out a loud cry of joy, then looked at the embarrassed Zhang Yunpeng in the sky again, chuckled and said coldly: "Once the seed lotus in your body is planted, it will no longer exist.

Keep sucking your flesh and blood, unless you completely drain your heart

Explode. Otherwise, you will never be able to get rid of the entanglement of this seed lotus. And this mother lotus has a special connection with the seed lotus in your body. Unless the seed lotus in your body dies completely, otherwise, no matter where you are in the world, this mother lotus will

It only takes a moment to appear next to you!"

Taking another sip of wine, the drunk Taoist said with some emotion: "The two lotuses bloomed so far away from each other. In order to refine the two demon lotuses, the poor Taoist spent hundreds of years gathering 9,999 people.

Pregnant woman in labor and the soul of the fetus inside her body

He used the essence and blood to irrigate these two demon lotuses, including hundreds of female cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage who were in labor. Because of this, the poor Taoist was ambushed by the five supreme elders of Kunlun, and his soul was torn into pieces.

He broke it in half and ended up like this!"

However, he glanced at Zhang Yunpeng feverishly. Hehehe smiled: "But God helps me, he actually sent the soul crow and other rare things from heaven and earth to me, Master Dao. As long as I get your eyes, Master Tao, you can take me

When the soul that was divided into two is repaired, I will definitely kill Kunlun and kill him, the entire Kunlun sect, when the time comes!"

After saying that, he took another sip of wine and laughed wildly: "Hahahahaha! No chickens or dogs left behind! Hahahaha!"

Looking at the madly drunk Taoist, Zhang Yunpeng's eyes flashed, and spiritual power surged out of his body like a tide.

"Chance!"

The vacuum cage suddenly enveloped the drunk Taoist who was laughing wildly, and then countless transparent wind needles flew towards the drunk Taoist.

Losing the air had no effect at all on a monk of Zui Taoist's level. He just snorted disdainfully and continued to sip wine in his mouth. He didn't even look at the countless wind needles that were flying towards him.

Didn't even take a look.

In his mind, this kind of attack that cannot even break through his body's fire shield is simply a meaningless struggle. He only needs to drink wine while waiting for Zhang Yunpeng's blood and essence to be absorbed by the Zilian, or be absorbed by the Mother Lotus.

Just tear it to pieces and sit back and enjoy its achievements.

But this time, the fire shield he imagined did not continue to faithfully guard him. Countless wind needles shot directly at his body without any hindrance, and almost instantly his body was like a hornet's nest.

Countless small blood holes appeared. When he realized something was wrong and was about to escape with his sword, another rapidly rotating wind needle pierced his forehead.

"Bang!" The drunk Taoist's head was directly exploded by the high-speed rotating wind needle, and turned into a blood mist all over the sky like a rotten watermelon. A green baby as tall as a person hurriedly jumped out of his shattered head.

It flew out, but just after flying a few meters, a heart-rending scream came out. The baby, who looked like a drunk Taoist, held his head in pain with both hands and screamed while facing the ground.

Fall down.

"The Nascent Soul is out of the body!" Zhang Yunpeng's mind moved, and then a wind blade cut off the seed lotus growing on his back. He endured the severe pain of tearing flesh and blood, and his wings trembled and accelerated towards the falling drunk Taoist Nascent Soul.

Chase after.

Zhang Yunpeng's terrifying speed was brought to the extreme. At ten times the speed of sound, he caught up with the drunk Taoist's falling Nascent Soul as fast as lightning.

The sharp claws directly dug into the delicate skin of Yuanying. Amidst Yuanying's heart-rending screams, his claws exerted force, and the light blue Yuanying of Zui Taoist was torn apart by him.

Made it in half.

At the same time, Zhang Yunpeng felt that the seed lotus on his back, like a tarsal maggot, suddenly disappeared completely, and the hundreds of mother lotus petals chasing him in the air also dimmed and turned into

A green lotus flower fell down.

Out of danger, Zhang Yunpeng let out a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground, sighing: "Huh! It's finally done. I didn't expect that this drunk Taoist was actually a master at the Nascent Soul stage. If it weren't for the Wind Soul

The stab's Soul Thorn attack injured his Nascent Soul that had just left the body, I'm afraid I'm going to have to explain this today!"

The tense nerves were relaxed, and fatigue came in like a tide. However, he still resisted the fatigue and slowly flapped his wings and flew towards the headless corpse of the drunk Taoist.

The headless corpse seemed to have been scraped, Zhang Yunpeng smiled and strung a storage ring with a rope and hung it around his neck. Then he took out a small white porcelain bottle from the ring and held it with one claw.

He grabbed the vial and smashed it into pieces, then he picked up a silver-white pill and swallowed it in one gulp.

The elixir melted in the mouth, and in just a moment, Zhang Yunpeng felt that the depleted blood in his body was gradually showing signs of recovery. Then Zhang Yunpeng no longer paid attention to the headless corpse of the drunk Taoist, but moved towards the mother of the two demon lotuses.

Lotus flew in the direction where it fell.
Chapter completed!