"Okay, okay! That's so powerful! Even if a cultivator in the God Transformation stage is accidentally attacked by a close friend, he will die! In addition, I, a cultivator in the early stage of God Transformation stage will undoubtedly die! With superpowers, this kid is much more powerful than the other eight!" Jing Wuming was overjoyed. While controlling the flying sword, he took out a golden talisman.

Jing Wuming pointed his hand at the talisman, and the talisman exploded on the spot. An object that looked like a beast but was not a beast suddenly appeared, swelling into the size of a bison, and roared and ran towards Jiang Qingyang.

Jiang Qingyang collided with this thing with a bang, and it flew backwards like a broken kite, hitting the stone wall that was heavily blessed by the talisman and bursting out huge holes. Seeing this, Jing Wuming said intimately: "It's much more powerful than other living dead people. It seems that his extraordinary abilities are powerful - good guy!"

Jiang Qingyang bounced out of the human-shaped hole on the stone wall and instantly arrived in front of Jing Wuming again. His fearless nature was revealed without hesitation.

Two people with equal strength are most afraid of each other's life.

Jiang Qingyang is crazy, not afraid of life and death, and his only purpose is to kill the enemy! Even if the cultivator in the God Transformation Stage has many magic weapons and great power, he will still suffer a great loss if he encounters it.

However, cultivators can do the trick of flying. As a living dead, no matter how powerful it is, it is just a puppet. Compared with the speed of flying, it is impossible to exceed that of a powerful monk. Just a Jindan monk, if he encounters Jiang Qingyang, he will be unable to compete with him and flee in the sky and escape from the ground.

Therefore, the puppet is just an auxiliary or sneak attack method to face the enemy head-on, and Jing Wuming has to take action himself.

After a while fighting with Jiang Qingyang, Jing Wuming saw that Jiang Qingyang became more and more fierce in fighting, and even the deadline for death was much longer than the others. So he stopped fighting and silently recited the comforting spell. Jiang Qingyang was completely controlled by the spell, and his body gradually slowed down. Finally, he stopped moving, and looked confused.

After a long time, Jiang Qingyang's body had a red light, and he became a little shorter and softer.
Chapter completed!