What If I Can’t Die?

Song Shi seemed to be freed from the black mist, and he laughed as he watched the aftermath of the explosion tear up the vegetation and form a circle of scorching wind.

"Finally grinded you to death!"

Song Shi let out a breath, feeling extremely happy in his heart.

He actually killed an innate-level ghost, and he had only practiced for a few days!

"Ding, congratulations on killing the deadly object, and you will be rewarded with a chance to draw a lottery!"

The system prompt told Song Shi that the big head ghost was indeed killed.

He was relieved when suddenly there was a fight in his ears, he looked at the source of the sound unexpectedly,

A little under his feet, leaving a phantom, he jumped on the wall and looked into the distance.

A person covered in jade-colored light and a person of different colors with true energy are fighting with several men in black.

The man in black exudes black mist, evil and weird.

The people on the side of the Yuse Zhenqi, the "cut" characters on the tokens around their waists glowed in the night, releasing a special force to force the black mist back.

"It's the demon slayer!"

Song Shi recognized these people as soon as he saw the glowing Zhan characters on the token, and he had lingering fears: "Fortunately, these guys want to use me to provoke black poisoners, and they are lying in ambush nearby, otherwise it is not just the Big head ghost."

At this time, the leading man in black suddenly said angrily: "Damn it, who killed my eldest son!"

Hearing this, Song Shi almost laughed out loud.

You are a **** talent. You named the big-headed ghost the big-headed son. Could it be that you are the little-headed father?

He originally had a serious face because he still had enemies, but he couldn't help laughing out at these words.

"Hei Duzi, you are really vicious. Even your own son can be cruelly refined into an evil ghost. You are simply insane. Now someone is helping your son to escape. It is his good fortune!"

Sima Ya's voice sounded sarcastically, but at the same time he was very puzzled.

Who else here can kill an innate level evil spirit?

"Shut up, I don't want you to meddle in the affairs of my Zhang family. It's better to be a ghost than to be oppressed by corrupt officials, landlords and profiteers like you. If you stop me from destroying the Song family, you will all die!"

The man in black who took the lead was furious.

"Hei Duzi, don't take Daqian's laws as a joke. Two thousand years ago, I, the founding emperor of Dagan, established a rule that ordinary people should not be massacred in the world of cultivating immortals. You are looking for your own death!"

Sima Ya's eyes were cold.

"Big job? Hehe, take care of yourselves, the Heavenly Demon Sect is about to enter the imperial city, and the masters of you stupid dogs are about to fall, so don't come out and bite people! Hahaha!"

Hei Poison laughed.

"Looking for death, I think you are a demon from the Heavenly Demon Sect, kill without mercy!"

Sima Ya was furious, and pushed out with a flower finger in one hand, and the jade-colored true energy turned into the big handprint of Huanghuang Buddhism and blasted towards it.

This handprint was as tall as ten feet, like a small building, crashing down on Hei Duzi's body.

There was a loud bang.

Hei Duzi was beaten into a pulp, and several men in black nearby were torn apart by the force.

A wooden building opposite was hit by the aftermath and was shattered on the spot.

"Hiss, this guy is so powerful!"

Song Shi gasped in shock, this was the first time he had seen the power of an innate master, he was really good at demolishing houses.

However, seeing Sima Ya's chest heaving violently after using this move, and not listening to panting, it is probably a big move or something, and cannot be used casually.

Xuan Tiewei took the opportunity to pounce on the other men in black and killed them several times.

"Congratulations Commander, your Xuanyu flower finger has reached the state of perfection!"

Chen Minggong, who had fought Song Shi before.

"It's just a little knock on the door, and it can't evolve into a supernatural power, so this move consumed most of my true energy."

Sima Ya shook his head, took out a qi invigorating pill and ate it, looked at the fellow he had beaten to a pulp: "He doesn't have a magic weapon to protect his body, and he is a Gu corpse substitute, this guy is really hard to kill."

"Yeah, I suffered a loss this time, so I guess I won't be able to hide again."

Chen Ming nodded depressedly; "I hate this kind of cultivators who practice heresy the most. It's really difficult to deal with, and this guy can actually know two ways."

"Hmph, guard the survivors of the Song family. This guy can be cruel to his own people. He wants revenge by turning his son and sister into evil spirits. He will never give up killing everyone in the Song family."

Sima Ya's expression was indifferent: "Come and destroy some of his minions at once, and see how many voodoo ghosts he still has available!"

"That's the only way. I don't know if the seventh son of the Song family is dead. That big-headed ghost is comparable to a monk at the eighth level of Qi training. Killing him is probably a matter of one bite."

Chen Ming looked into the courtyard where Song Shi was.

Song Shi's face darkened when he heard that, for the first time, he was killed by the big-headed ghost in one bite!

"Not dead, just peeking at us."

Sima Ya is worthy of being an innate master, with a keen sense, he turned his head to look at the wall: "Have you seen enough?"

"No."

Song Shi jumped down, and said with a smile: "Commander Sikong is really powerful, he can beat the demon into flesh with one palm, can you teach me?"

"My Blossom Finger must maintain the same technique. You have practiced other kung fu, so it is not suitable for practicing Blossom Finger. Besides, you are a cultivator of immortals, why bother to practice martial arts?"

Sima Ya said meaningfully.

Song Shi was surprised: "You know that I am a cultivator, so you dare to let me come back?"

"I'm a person of the late innate stage, which is equivalent to the ninth level of Qi training of your monks. How can I not see that you have spiritual power in your body?"

Sima Ya seemed to be able to see through Song Shi: "As for letting you come back, I'm not sure if you will die, but now it's confirmed, the person who taught you the immortal method should have given you some means of protection, UU Reading www. uukanshu.com even killed the evil spirits on the eighth level of Qi training."

Chen Ming's expression on the side was shocked, with envy in his eyes.

This guy is not only born with divine power, but also has immortal roots, no wonder he is favored by the commander.

At this time, seeing the wound on Song Shi's shoulder, Sima Ya moved closer and suddenly pointed at his shoulder.

Song Shi was slightly startled, thinking that Sikong Ya was going to kill it.

"do not move!"

Sima Ya shouted, a masculine energy gushed out.

Song Shi didn't notice the killing intent, instead, the wound became hot, and a burst of black air blew out.

"This ghost energy can pollute people's minds, and your cultivation base is still low, so you can't stop it."

Sima Ya withdrew his hand, and suddenly said: "Is the person who taught you the immortal technique someone from Yaoyuelou?"

"Hey, you know that too?"

Song Shi curled his lips: "You won't check all my background, will you?"

"Basically, you only have contact with this place involving the sect of cultivating immortals, so you can guess it without checking."

Sima Ya looked confident, and looked at Song Shi coldly: "However, let me remind you that the women in the Yaoyue Building are very ruthless, and the Yaoyue Palace in the back is even more of a demon sect, which has a lot to do with the rebellious Tianmo Sect. We need to figure out whether we should go this way.”

"Is that so?"

Song Shi's heart sank. This was clearly telling him that he had gone the wrong way and opposed the Dagan official.

"But she gave me the technique of cultivating immortals."

Song Shi emphasized that if it weren't for the spiritual power of fire cultivated in the Yang Lian Jue, it would have been almost impossible to kill the big-headed ghost just now.

Sima Ya sneered: "Hehe, Lianyang Jue... have you heard of Luding? You are not a disciple of the Invitation Palace, but she gave you the method of cultivating immortals. How kind of you? Is it because you are handsome, or because you are not as good as a golden spear?" Conquered her?"