What Should I Do If I Can’T Die?

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

"I finally wore you to death!"

Song Shi breathed out a breath, feeling particularly happy.

He actually killed an Innate-level ghost, and it had only been a few days!

"Ding, congratulations on killing the target, you will be rewarded with a lottery chance!"

The system prompts tell Song Shi that the big-headed ghost has indeed been killed.

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

A little below his feet, a phantom was left behind. He jumped on the wall and looked into the distance.

A man covered in jade-colored light with True Qi in different colors is fighting with several men in black.

The man in black is exuding black mist, looking evil and strange.

For those on the jade True Qi side, the Zhan characters on the tokens around their waists glowed in the night, releasing a special power that forced the black mist back.

"He's from the Demon Slayer Division!"

Song Shi recognized these people as soon as he saw the glowing word "Zhao" on the token. He was still frightened: "Fortunately, these guys want to use me to provoke black poisonous people and are lying in ambush nearby. Otherwise, the people who were looking for me just now wouldn't be just Big-headed ghost."

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

Song Shi almost laughed when she heard this.

You are such a fucking talent. You named the big-headed ghost Big-headed son. Can’t you tell that you are the little-headed father?

Song Shi, who originally had a serious face, was so amused by these words that he couldn't help laughing.

"Hei Poison, you are so vicious. You are so cruel that you can even turn your own son into a devil. You are simply insane. Now that someone is helping your son out, he is lucky!"

Sima Ya's voice sounded mocking, and at the same time he was confused.

Who else here can kill an Innate-level evil spirit?

"Shut up, I have no control over the affairs of the Zhang family. It is better to become 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 leading man in black was furious.

"Hei Duzi, don't treat Daqian's laws as child's play. Two thousand years ago, when I, the Martial Emperor, founded the country of Daqian, I established the rules. You are not allowed to kill ordinary people in the Immortal Cultivation World. You are asking for your own death!"

Sima Ya's eyes were cold.

"Da Gan? Haha, take care of yourselves. The Heavenly Demon Temple is about to enter the imperial city. You good dog masters are about to fall, so don't come out and bite people! Hahaha!"

Black Poison laughed.

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

Sima Ya was furious and pushed it out with his fingers. The jade-colored True Qi turned into a brilliant Buddhist Gate handprint and blasted past.

This handprint was actually over ten feet tall, like a small building, crashing down on Hei Duzi.

There was a loud bang.

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

A wooden building opposite was hit hard by the aftermath and turned into pieces on the spot.

"Hiss, this guy is so powerful!"

Song Shi gasped in shock. This was the first time he saw the power of an Innate master. He was a master at breaking up homes.

However, seeing Sima Ya panting after using this move, it was probably a big move or something.

The remaining men in black were unable to be pounced on by the Xuantie Guards, and were killed with a few blows.

"Congratulations, Commander, your Xuan Jade Nailing Finger has reached the realm of perfection!"

Chen Ming complimented Song Shi.

"It's just a touch of knocking, but it can't evolve into Divine Ability, so this move consumes most of my True Qi."

Sima Ya shook his head, took out one of the Qi Replenishing Pills, ate it, and looked at the guy who was beaten into a pulp: "Without Law Treasure to protect his body, and being a Gu Corpse substitute, this guy is really difficult to kill."

"Yeah, I suffered a loss this time, so I guess I'll have to hide away again."

Chen Ming nodded gloomily; "I hate these kinds of immortal cultivators who practice heretical ways the most. They are really difficult to deal with, and this guy actually knows two ways."

"Hmph, keep the survivors of the Song family safe. This guy was so scared that he was ruthless to his own people. He turned his son and sister into evil spirits just for revenge. He will never give up killing everyone in the Song family."

Sima Ya looked indifferent: "Let's kill some of his minions at once and see how many evil ghosts he has available!"

"That's all we can do. I don't know if the seventh son of the Song family is dead. That big-headed ghost is comparable to a monk on the eighth floor of Qi Refining. Killing him is probably just a matter of one bite."

Chen Ming looked into the courtyard.

Song Shi's face darkened when he heard it. He was really killed in one bite for the first time!

"He's not dead, he's peeking at us."

Sima Ya is indeed a master of Innate, with keen senses. He turned 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 a pulp with one palm. Can you teach me?"

"My flower fingering technique must remain consistent. You have practiced other kung fu and are not suitable for practicing flower fingering. Besides, you are an immortal cultivator, so why bother practicing martial arts?"

Sima Ya said meaningfully.

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

"I am a dignified Innate Late Stage person, equivalent to the ninth level of Qi Refining of your monks. How can I not see that you have spiritual power in your body?"

Sima Ya's eyes seemed to be able to see through Song Shi: "As for letting you come back, I'm not sure whether you will die. Now it's certain. The person who taught you the Immortal Law should have given you some means of protection. Even Qi Refining Eight Kill all the evil spirits on the floor."

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

This guy actually has immortal roots, no wonder he is favored by the commander.

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

Song Shi was slightly shocked, thinking this guy was going to kill it.

"do not move!"

Sima Ya drank in a low voice, and a wave of masculine True Qi surged out.

Song Shi didn't notice the murderous intention, but the wound became hot, and a burst of black gas came out.

"This ghost energy can corrupt people's minds. Your cultivation is still low, so you can't stop it."

Sima Ya took back his hand and suddenly said: "Is the person who taught you Immortal Law the same person from Yaoyue Tower?"

"Hey, you know this too?"

Song Shi curled her lips: "You're not going to check everything about me, are you?"

"You are basically only connected with this place involving the Immortal Gate sect. 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 behind them is a demonic sect, and has a lot to do with the currently rebellious Heavenly Demon Temple. You You have to figure out for yourself whether you want to take this path or not.”

"Is that so?"

Song Shi's heart sank. This clearly told him that he had gone astray and was in opposition to Daqian officials.

"But she gave me the immortality cultivation technique."

Song Shi emphasized that without the spiritual power of fire cultivated in Yang Yang Jue, it would have been almost impossible to kill the big-headed ghost just now.

Sima Ya sneered: "Haha, Yang Refining Technique...Have you ever heard of Furnace Cauldron? You are not a disciple of the invitation palace, but she gave you the method of cultivating immortals. Is she really so kind? Is it because you are handsome, or because of your golden gun? Didn't you conquer her?"