Baiyun Gate, ten miles away.

A gray spiritual cloud flew from afar.

Less tilt.

The spiritual light fell into the woods, and the spiritual light dissipated, and a figure appeared in the woods.

A thought moves.

A green lotus appeared in Cheng Buzheng's eyes and swept around.

After confirming that there was no trace of people nearby, Cheng Buzheng wiped the storage bag around his waist and a doll appeared in his hand.

Immediately, Cheng Buzheng raised his right hand and an old Taoist appeared in front of him.

However, Cheng Buzheng's original body disappeared without a trace.

The old Taoist subconsciously looked around and whipped a magic trick with both hands.

After one breath.

A black and white light wrapped him up, sank into the ground, and rushed towards Baiyun City.

Half an hour later.

In Baiyun City, an old Taoist with the fairy style appeared, constantly walking around the shops.

A day later, the old Taoist took a look at all the shops in Baiyun City, and then set up a stall.

Two hours later.

Cheng Buzheng came to Baiyun City, walked directly to the street stall area, and came to the stall of Laodao.

He bargained with the old man like a normal customer.

Soon, when the two of them traded, they completed the ulterior motives in their wide sleeves.

In an instant, the two completed the handover.

immediately.

Cheng Buzheng walked around Baiyun City and the street stall area for a while. He was like a poor cultivator who had a little petty gambled with several stall owners. Finally, he left Baiyun City in a depressed mood and disappeared.

After two hours, the old Taoist also took over the street stalls and came to the "Street Stall Management Pavilion" to hand over the handover, and left Baiyun City directly.

Ten miles away from Baiyun City, six feet underground.

Cheng Buzheng quietly waited for the return of the old Taoist. Originally, the second puppet and the old Taoist completed the transfer of the storage bag, but the second young puppet was shattered and he had to go into battle himself.

In this way, God completes the transfer without knowing it, not only does it have no risks, but it will not lose any property.

at the same time.

The old man came out of Baiyun City a mile away, and he made a magic trick with his hands, a black and white light wrapped around him.

In an instant, the old Taoist disappeared from the spot.

Half a month later.

The old man said Aoki Castle, and an indescribable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Cheng Buzheng was like a normal monk, walking towards Qingmu City without any hurry or slow.

Aoki Castle, one mile away.

suddenly.

Cheng Buzheng sensed a wave of spiritual energy, and three golden flying swords slashed towards him.

Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng kicked his calf and flashed horizontally. At the same time, he slapped the storage bag and a top-grade magic weapon with a small tower-shaped appearance, threw it up, and a layer of brass-colored inspiration wrapped him.

"Bang!"

Three flying swords were continuously hitting the brass shield a little.

The brass-colored shield made ripples, which showed that the person coming was not an ordinary person.

Cheng Buzheng looked at it and the old man in green suddenly flashed out, a monk in the ninth level of Qi training.

He thought to himself:

"It's worthy of being the remnant of the Blood Refining Sect. Where the traces first appeared, there are still quite a lot of evil cultivators here?"

"I just don't know what this person's specific strength is, but the hidden means are good."

"It's the first time I met, and there was an evil cultivator who would hit me!"

“Funny, interesting.”

After a moment.

Cheng Buzheng's face was cold and said:

"Fellow Taoist, what does it mean?"

At the same time, he did not stop and used his hands to produce a magic trick, a layer of gray crystal-like shield to wrap him up.

"Diet people don't need to know too much."

The old man in white robe looked at Cheng Buzheng coldly, and at the same time, he kept making a spell with his hands. The three golden flying swords were very energetic and surrounded Cheng Buzheng.

The old man in white robe shouted:

"change!"

I saw that the three golden flying swords each emitted a sword shadow, and in the void, they formed a giant sword that looked like a substance.

"cut!"

The sword shadow, which was as solid as the essence, surrounded the sharp breath, cut through the air that was as solid as the essence along the way, and slashed towards Cheng Buzheng again.

See this.

Cheng Buzheng's body flashed, moved left and right, and afterimages appeared. At the same time, his hands kept making a spell.

"Bang!"

The brass shield was broken, and the brass tower fell to the ground. The sword shadow like a substance brought its aftermath and touched the second layer of spell shield.

"when!"

Like a gray crystal, there was a faint crack.

In just one breath, the brass shield was broken, but it also bought Chengbu for a while.

At the same time, Cheng Buzheng's spell was successfully cast.

Thirty-six sword shadows exuded an astonishing aura and slowly turned in front of Cheng Buzheng.

Cheng Buzheng looked at the old Taoist in white robe coldly and said coldly:

"Then you, you should also give it a first grade. How powerful is this sword technique?"

While Cheng Buzheng was talking, he was still urging in his hand. Suddenly, he shouted in a low voice:

"combine!"

Thirty-six sword shadows turned into streamer light, fused into a gray giant sword, swallowing and spitting out a gray light.

"cut!"

The gray giant sword and gray crystal were crystal clear, like a meteor, knocking away three golden flying swords in front of him. The formation was chaotic and the sword shadows were gathered to disintegrate.

Then, the gray giant sword, with amazing sword energy, slashed at the old man in white robe.

"Bang!"

The old man in the white robe collapsed and the token defense magic weapon fell to the ground.

The gray giant sword slashed the old man in white robe with one piece.

The old man in white robe had his eyes wide open and could not believe that he would be easily killed by his prey until his death.

immediately.

Cheng Buzheng picked up three flying sword magic weapons and token magic weapons that fell on the ground, and then plundered all the spiritual objects on the old man in the white robe.

Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng played a fireball technique with both hands, and a fireball burned his body into a handful of ashes.

As soon as he waved his sleeves, a strange wind rose.

——Floating with the wind.

After cleaning the battle field, Cheng Buzheng made a magic trick with both hands.

After one breath.

A black and white light wrapped him up, and instantly sank into the ground and fled towards Beicangcheng.

At the same time.

Two thousand eight hundred miles away, Cheng Buzheng's original body was 40 feet deep underground, and he thought to himself:

"I still need to refine a few top-grade magic weapons."

"Before considering the spells, it was enough. There was no need to refine magic weapons. It was enough to have a few magic weapons on the surface. In addition, I was anxious to retreat and ignored these trivial matters."

"The shortcomings of the puppet during this battle were exposed. After all, the puppet cannot cast spells in an instant."

"If you refine a top-grade attack magic weapon, you will be even more calm during this battle."

While summing up the lesson this time, Cheng Buzheng kept a distance of 2,500 miles with the No. 1 puppet.
Chapter completed!