Dark Immortal Cultivation

call!

A ball of fire flew past Gao Qiang's temple, scorching a few strands of his hair.

The middle-aged monk smelled a burnt odor.

The horror I felt was indescribable!

too fast!

Gao Qiang had dodged eight or nine bursts of blazing fire from Zhang Qing, but he still couldn't find an opportunity to counterattack.

Moreover, Zhang Qing fired with both hands, unleashing a continuous stream of fireballs that left Zhang Qing in a sorry state even while he stood still.

Shame, regret, fear...

Gao Qiang's emotions at this moment were extremely complex.

Although Gao Qiang was well aware that Zhang Qing could not maintain such a fierce attack frequency indefinitely, he dared not gamble with his luck, fearing that he might be hit in a vital spot by the blazing fire and fall into an abyss of no return.

The middle-aged cultivator gritted his teeth and suddenly swung his left palm, slamming it down heavily on the incoming blazing fireball.

A faint golden light emanated from his palm.

At the same time, Gao Qiang placed his right hand on the storage bag.

He decided to take on one or two bursts of blazing fire head-on to buy himself the opportunity to use talismans and turn the tide of the battle!

At the critical moment, the decisiveness and ruthlessness inherent in this Qi Refining Level 3 cultivator were fully unleashed.

Of course, Gao Qiang dared to do this because he was quite confident.

No matter how strong Zhang Qing's spellcasting ability is, his cultivation level is still below his, so the power of the blazing fireballs he releases will inevitably be limited.

Gao Qiang concentrated his hard-earned magical power into his left palm to defend himself, so even if he was injured, it wouldn't be too serious.

He can afford such a price!

puff!

The next moment, a ball of blazing fire struck Gao Qiang's palm, instantly causing a violent explosion.

Instantly, the skin was torn open and the flesh was ripped apart!

"what!"

Although he was somewhat prepared, the excruciating pain in his palm still caused the middle-aged cultivator to let out a scream.

But his right hand also produced a talisman.

At this moment, Gao Qiang truly hated Zhang Qing to the core.

He could not quell his resentment until he had torn the latter to pieces.

laugh!

However, just as Gao Qiang was about to launch a counterattack despite the risk of injury.

A sharp burst of Geng metal energy, carrying a faint golden glow, swept across a distance of more than ten steps in an instant, striking him squarely between the eyebrows!

Gao Qiang was jolted, his eyes widened in anger, his mouth agape, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

They stood frozen in place, unable to move.

A hole the size of a thumb had appeared between his eyebrows.

Crimson blood mixed with white brain matter gushed out.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

After a moment, Gao Qiang's body swayed, and the talisman he was holding in his right hand floated down.

He collapsed to the ground.

Don't rest your eyes!

Ten steps away, Zhang Qing let out a long breath.

He stumbled and almost fell.

Don't be fooled by Zhang Qing's earlier display of skill, using both hands to unleash a barrage of blazing fire that left his opponent, a level above him, in a sorry state.

In reality, he exerted all his strength to activate his true energy in order to maintain continuous firepower output.

However, Zhang Qing's meridians were damaged when he dealt with the evil spirits, and although he took healing pills, his injuries had not recovered much.

Now, they're risking everything, which naturally leads to further injuries.

In fact, Zhang Qing would not be able to hold on for another ten breaths.

But Gao Qiang chose to fight him head-on at this moment!

So when the middle-aged cultivator raised his palm to block the blazing fire, Zhang Qing keenly seized the opportunity and decisively unleashed a Sharp Metal Talisman.

This also caught the opponent off guard.

Success was achieved in one fell swoop.

This truly is a matter of life and death in a single thought!

"Ahem!"

Zhang Qing coughed forcefully a few times, his right hand clutching his chest, and a few drops of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Despite the urgent need for healing, he did not hesitate at all, immediately stepping forward, bending down to remove the storage bag from Gao Qiang's body, and then collecting the corpse.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Qing took out a Swiftness Talisman and activated its spiritual light to bless himself.

It immediately leaped and flew towards Xiaoshiji.

As for the other three fellow cultivators, their fates were no longer of concern to him.

They sped along, leaving the ancient ruins far behind.

Zhang Qingcai slowed down to avoid exhausting himself.

While the Swiftness Talisman can greatly increase running speed, it still requires one's own physical strength to support it.

He found a secluded spot, sat down, and began to heal his wounds.

The fierce battle with Gao Qiang severely damaged Zhang Qing's meridians, and if he could not receive timely treatment, it would inevitably leave hidden dangers.

This will be detrimental to your future spiritual practice!

Under the guidance of true qi, the medicinal power of the healing pills flowed silently through the meridians, and the injured areas gradually healed.

With his internal energy circulating throughout his body and flowing through his acupoints, Zhang Qing managed to temporarily suppress his injuries.

But to truly recover, at least ten days or so of rest are needed.

Before the effects of the Swift Travel Talisman wore off, he got up and continued on his way.

However, Zhang Qing did not return to his home in Xiaoshiji.

Instead, they turned to Qing Sang Ji!

Zhang Qing had considered moving before, and now Gao Qiang helped him make up his mind.

For some unknown reason, Zhang Qing encountered one trouble after another during his time in this world, narrowly escaping death several times.

I feel that the feng shui of Xiaoshiji is seriously incompatible with my own energy field.

He also had a vague feeling that someone in the camp was secretly watching him!

First it was Xu Wu, then Li Shen, and then Gao Qiang.

Is it just a coincidence that everyone is against him?

Zhang Qing dared not harbor any more illusions.

So he chose to run away!

Anyway, he had all his belongings with him, and he had already recouped all the rent and protection fees he had paid.

Zhang Qing no longer had any attachment to Xiaoshiji.

Perhaps it will be a bit troublesome to readjust to a different place.

But it's much better than living in constant fear and anxiety!

The thought of running away suddenly makes me feel like the world is vast and boundless.

Zhang Qing arrived at Qingsangji before dark.

Renting a place is definitely too late.

Moreover, Zhang Qing had no intention of settling down in this camp.

It wasn't until he checked into his room at the inn that he finally relaxed.

After resting for a while, Zhang Qing took out some dry food from his storage bag and filled his rumbling stomach with water.

After a quick dinner, he pulled out his prize—Gao Qiang's storage bag—from his pocket.

Then open it.

Five talismans, two bottles of pills, some food, and a few miscellaneous items...

What about money?

There wasn't even a single talisman coin inside this storage bag; it was so clean that Zhang Qing questioned his existence.

impossible?

No matter what, Gao Qiang is a cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining. He shouldn't be so poor, right?

However, the facts are right in front of us!

Is this why he set a trap to harm people?

Zhang Qing shook his head and casually picked up a wooden puppet.

This wooden puppet, about seven inches long, was mixed in with the miscellaneous items. Its surface was dark brown, and its square head, body, and limbs made it look like a toy for children.

Moreover, it looks very old and has developed a patina after being handled and polished for a long time.

It has a touch of antiquity.

However, the puppet itself was scarred and looked somewhat dilapidated.

Even if you throw it on the ground, no one might pick it up.

But the moment Zhang Qing touched the wooden puppet, he was suddenly jolted and had a strange feeling.

This thing...

This is no ordinary object!