When these two minions saw this move, they turned around and ran in without saying a word, shouting while running.

"Not good, the immortal cultivator is here!"

Luo Zhen slowly took out his long sword, brushed a few swords to pieces, and other things in front of the gate, and walked in.

Although he looks so relaxed on the surface, the Stonehenge has always been in an active state.

With the lessons of the coachman's past, he dare not be careless at all. It would be too embarrassing if a dignified immortal cultivator died of a crossbow.

Because the two minions shouted back all the way, many bandits holding various weapons gradually gathered on the road, standing on both sides of the road, with hostility and fear on their faces, watching Luo Zhen.

Luo Zhen slowly walked to the center of the village with countless eyes and came to a rough wooden building.

Although he looks calm on the surface, he is actually very nervous.

No matter what, he was just an ordinary coder in his previous life, and the biggest encounter he encountered was that he went on stage to receive the award in front of everyone during the annual meeting. How could he experience this kind of situation?

Although he was not afraid, he was still a little panicked under the eyes of so many people. He used a lot of effort to forcibly restrain the small movements that would happen when he was nervous and maintained the noble and superior posture of an immortal cultivator.

When I walked into the room, I saw a young man sitting high above the main seat in front of the lobby, looking down with a majestic face.

Luo Zhen didn't expect that the leader of this copycat was such a young man. In his imagination, he could build such a big copycat, at least a strong man with a fat body, with a beard like a steel needle, and it would be better to be a one-eyed dragon, which would be even more like it.

Could it be the scapegoat that was temporarily pulled out?

Luo Zhen thought to himself, but he was silent on the surface, and said lightly with his hands on his back.

"I have a crush on this mountain. I will give you two hours to pack up, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

The young man did not get up and continued to sit there and asked, "Dare you ask where the Immortal Chief master is? Why did you suddenly fall in love with my little Niutou Mountain?"

"Niuto Mountain? The name is so ugly. From today on, it will be called Qingping Mountain."

The meaning of the words was that it seemed as if it had already regarded himself as the owner of this mountain. This arrogance made everyone around him look angry.

"Qingping Mountain... Is there a Qingping in the world?" The young man repeated a soft sentence, shook his head and said, "It seems that the immortals seized the mountain is fake, and the destroying village is real, right?"

"However you understand, I would like to remind you that you only have two hours. If you still want to survive, run away quickly." Luo Zhen said lightly.

"Two hours?" the young man chuckled and shook his head, "It's too long, half an hour is enough."

"Enough to take your life!"

The young man stretched out his hand and saw a few cold light flashing from his hands. The next moment, a few sparks suddenly burst out from the solid stone formation around Luo Cheng's body, followed by a jingling sound.

"Protective magic weapon? It turns out that I came prepared, but facing my Ice Soul magic needle, I want to see how long you can last!"

He pointed to it like a sword, and the young man stroked a few times, and then he saw Luo Zhen's body jingling and jingling, and sparks were everywhere from head to toe, even illuminating the corners of the walls around him.

It was not until this time that Luo Zhen realized it later.

Damn, this leader is actually a cultivator?!

You're cheating on your father. Just find a copycat to save people. The leader is all a cultivator. When did he become so worthless?

No wonder she is so young and a dignified immortal cultivator, it is not easy to conquer a copycat.

Luo Zhen then looked at the young man with the method of looking at the qi, and then he realized that this guy was actually a cultivator at the third level of Qi refining!

I'm so fucking, why are you better than me?

After a little depressed, Luo Zhen raised his right hand and a thick thunder and lightning suddenly burst out from his hand and shot towards the young man.

However, when the lightning was barely approaching his body, the young man's clothes suddenly lit up a blue light, and a layer of shield of the same color appeared around his body, blocking the lightning.

The young man raised his eyebrows: "Thunder in the palm? Are you from the Leijianmen?"

"Guess?" Luo Zhen did not reply, but another thunder in his palm struck.

Seeing that his move was indeed a thunder in his palm, the young man's face changed for a moment and ordered his left and right: "Close the door and disperse irrelevant personnel. Today's affairs must not be revealed at all! If necessary, silence them!"

I dared to snatch my things after just the first level of Qi Refining. Even if I were a disciple of the Lei Jian Sect, I would still kill me!

"yes!"

As soon as the bandits left and right bowed, they ordered people to close the door and disperse the bandits gathered outside the door. Only some trustworthy confidants were left in the room. Then they directed these confidants to go to the back hall to take out the crossbow and shoot from afar.

Just a cultivator at the first level of Qi Refining. Even if you have defensive magic weapons, I want to see how long you can last!

Luo Zhen hit a few more thunders in the palm of his hand. Seeing that it was still futile, he evaluated the speed of his mental power decline. Then he tragically discovered that if he continued like this, even if the palm of his hand was used up, it would not be possible to break the opponent's defense.

As for the consumption of the Stonehenge, that's not much, it's enough to last for a long time.

Since that's the case, then you can only use that move.

They just helped them clear the field. Luo Zhen brushed his hand from the storage bag, and more than a dozen zombies suddenly appeared and pounced on the crowd around him under his command.

Luo Zhen did not summon the zombies because the spells of the zombies still consumed his own mental power, and what Luo Zhen lacked the most now is mental power.

But even so, these dozen ferocious zombies scared everyone.

You know, these zombies had just fought with Wang Zun and the others. Although they were relatively strong, they were still injured. The wounds of these flesh-turning flesh looked shocking.

Not to mention that these zombies also come with biological and chemical weapons.

Almost the moment the zombies pounced on them, those people holding powerful crossbows subconsciously turned their direction and started shooting desperately.

However, the crossbow arrows that could penetrate the armor were shot on the zombies, but they were all bounced out. Even the arrows that were supposed to be soft flesh were shot on the belly. Even the skins of these zombies could not be wiped.

"Corpse!"

The young man was shocked. He thought he was a disciple of the Lei Jian Sect, but he turned out to be a corpse cultivator!

What the hell is going on?

After he was stunned for a moment, the dozen or so zombies had already pounced on the bandits. With a swing of their claws, they tore open their chests. Some zombies simply threw down the bandits and bit off half of their necks.
Chapter completed!