Yusha

Chapter 176

The sharp wind engulfed the invisible sword energy and swept in the blink of an eye.

In the same place, Danxia's old mother had already squinted her eyes and looked at the figure of Qinghe Taoist who was walking in the air. Second, what a troublesome thing.

In the next moment, she even had enough time to turn around and look at the old Taoist Qing Hai, listening to his wild and insane laughter, and then showed a mocking smile.

That smile was very dazzling, as if the old woman was standing in the clouds, overlooking the scum in the sewer and mud pond, and the beast like a hyena.

All in all, it shouldn't be the gaze of another person, let alone the gaze of a great cultivator in the Golden Core realm.

The old Taoist Qinghai's laughter stopped abruptly, and his dignity, which had become very fragile in his mad state of mind, felt an unprecedented sense of shame and tingling at this moment.

No one, no one has ever been in a life-and-death battle with monks of the same realm, which is related to karma and luck, and has to rely on another person's help to save his life in an emergency.

Perhaps it would be better to die just now.

As soon as this thought came up, the inertia of his thoughts from earlier returned to Taoist Ching Hai's thoughts and thoughts. He just felt that from this moment on, all the things that were named after him and left in the annals of history were completely lost. It's over!

Evening is not guaranteed!

Thinking of this, Qinghai Old Daoist seemed to have really turned into some kind of scum, some kind of hyena-like figure, the last wisp of sanity in his mind seemed to have dissipated at this moment, leaving only boundless shame and anger turned into that There is no reason for crazy firewood and accumulation.

"Kill her! Junior brother, take action! Kill her! Cut down the mountain and destroy the temple today! Break the court and Changshan's orthodoxy!"

The sharp voice exploded under the swirling river of five-colored fireworks. The Qinghe Taoist in the distant sky hadn't heard the words yet, so naturally he couldn't talk about the reaction, but Danxia's old mother in the original place turned again and again. Turn around and look at Taoist Qinghe.

In a short period of time, the veteran Qing Hai was no longer in the scope of her threat. The old man had already suffered serious injuries, and this long river of five-colored fireworks was enough to surround him for a long time.

So, at this flashing moment, Danxia's old mother focused all her attention on the Qinghe Taoist who was galloping towards him.

Without the slightest hesitation, Danxia's old mother raised the jade pot in her hand, and in an instant, red fireworks appeared from every crack in the hollowed-out jade pot, wrapping the jade pot inside In an instant, Deng Shi turned into a round fireball, and immediately after that, the red fireball collapsed towards the inside again.

It seemed like a bit of spiritual light, like a precious pill, and immediately after that, only that one was so dazzling that when people looked at it, they could only feel a dim light inside floating in front of Danxia's old mother.

The old mother raised her hand to condense the aura condensed from the magic weapon of proving the Tao, but before her withered palm touched the aura, the scorching temperature scorched the palm of the old mother at this moment. Into a charred black color.

In an instant, the flesh was chapped and blood oozes out.

Just now, when she was enduring the boundless flames of blood and suppressed all of them in the bloody arm, Danxia's old mother never showed the slightest change in expression, but at this moment, when the scorching temperature scorched the old mother's palm When it happened, it actually made Danxia's old mother suddenly show a painful expression.

It was also at this time, when Danxia's old mother gritted her teeth and was about to hold that bright light tightly in her palm.

Suddenly, her movements froze.

Immediately afterwards, Danxia's old mother suddenly let go of the scorching bright light in her hand, and when she looked again, the fireworks expanded again, revealing the appearance of the treasure inside.

It's just that Xu Na's secret technique is treacherous, and in just such a flash, the treasure has been damaged, and a few extremely small mottled cracks can be vaguely seen on the jade pot.

But at this moment, Danxia's mother seemed to have never seen the damage on the magic weapon.

At this moment, a happy smile burst out on her old face.

"Brother..."

But I don't know when, the hoarse laughter of the old Taoist Qinghai suddenly stopped, and when he looked again, a middle-aged Taoist wearing a dragon and tiger Taoist robe and holding a green branch and bamboo staff was already standing not far away, stepping on his feet. Watching the long river of five-color fireworks rowed by Danxia's old mother.

Nanming Lihuo, who clearly had the power to burn everything, became more and more docile under the control of the middle-aged Taoist at this time.

It's just different from Danxia's mother's flash of joy, at this moment, the middle-aged Taoist only looks coldly at the blood-stained old Taoist Qinghai.

"It's strange. After all these years, you haven't taught people to kill them?"

When the voice fell, the old Daoist Qinghai was only in shock and fear in the same place. Perhaps he was panting too hard just now. The old Daoist's mouth was opened for a long time, and amidst a hoarse panting sound, there was a sentence: No words came out.

And in the gloomy expression of the middle-aged Taoist, more and more killing intent was brewing.

"You call this stubbornness the number of days? Cut down mountains and destroy temples? Cut off the orthodoxy?"

"Old idiot, let me teach you what the number of days is!"

"Others don't accept you, heaven and earth don't accept you, that poor way will accept you!"

When the voice fell, the middle-aged Taoist, standing on the river of fireworks, had already flung out the green branch and bamboo stick in his hand before Qing Hai Lao Dao had any reaction.

A section of the bamboo stick was drawn across the long river of five-colored fireworks, and when the middle-aged Taoist raised the bamboo stick and pointed towards the old Taoist Qinghai, the Nanming Lihuo was rolled by the Taoist immediately, accompanied by the green The piercing of the bamboo stick created a wave of flames in the bitter wind.

The scorching breath was about to rush towards his face, but just as Qing Hai Lao Dao was struggling to mobilize the almost exhausted energy in his body, and was about to move his old body to the side to avoid it, suddenly, the old Daoist felt a kind of The feeling of stagnation does not originate from the stagnation in the body, but the shackles of the universe within a square inch.

And without knowing when, a dim and hazy black light had shrouded Qing Hai Laodao inside.

It seems that the moment the green branch bamboo stick was lifted from the middle-aged Taoist's hand, this black light has covered the old Taoist in it, all this seems to be the reflection of the bamboo stick and a section of fireworks, it seems to be the middle-aged Taoist's humanity and part of the law.

Heaven, earth, universe, yin and yang, water and fire, one thing corresponds to one thing.

All of this seemed so natural in the understatement of the middle-aged Taoist.

At this moment, the time and time seemed to freeze, at the same time, the majestic thoughts and ideas suddenly expanded amidst the fear of Qing Hai.

He could clearly feel that dim and hazy black light began to condense around him, and he could clearly feel that the water vapor in the clouds from all directions was converging towards that black light, and he could feel that The Tao rhyme of innate gossip found first in the condensation of water vapor.

It... It felt that with the gathering of water vapor, with the appearance of black light, and with the condensation of dao rhyme, the thicker and more intense evil spirit of monster blood was pouring towards its limbs and bones and go.

It wants to struggle and resist with all its strength, but it is a pity that it can't do anything. Every drop of water vapor mixed with black light seems to contain the supreme talisman array, and it seems to possess the power of the great power of Taiyi Zhenshui. .

These things taught it no way to struggle, taught it to be suppressed a little bit by the majesty of the Tao and the law, taught it to be affected by the thick and eroded blood of the monster.

Then, there was an endless and long torture that was almost like torture. The old bones were smashed and then reshaped, and the muscles were ground into powder and then wrapped into meat paste. The black light and evil spirit melted together.

And when the green branch and bamboo stick in the middle-aged Taoist's hand was knocked down, there was no old Taoist Qinghai's figure in the original place, and only a nine-faced turtle was hanging in the vast wind and clouds. There.

boom--!
The bamboo stick hit the tortoise shell of the nine-faced black turtle, the black tortoise shell was like iron stone, and there were extremely complicated cracks on the tortoise shell that looked like seal patterns, when one looked at it, there were cold lights shining everywhere.

At the same time, Nanming Lihuo, which was engulfed by one end of the bamboo stick, seemed to have been changed in shape and quality by a Taoist at this moment. , flowing along the gap of the tortoise shell little by little.

All of a sudden, when a gust of wind swept past, when I looked at it again, it seemed that cinnabar ink had soaked into the lines of the jade talisman, and on the tortoise shell like black iron, there were so strangely inlaid with solidified lines. red jade.

Abundant spiritual light flowed on the tortoise shell mixed with gold and jade, and suddenly, there was the blood light of monsters rising into the sky, and there was a gray-black evil wind rising into the sky.

But the sword energy was completely gone, and the pure and wonderful method of the Xuan family was gone.

Knock on the bamboo to call the turtle to swallow the jade, play the drum to attract the phoenix and drink the knife.

Recently, the golden light has appeared through the body, which is not the same as ordinary people.

Knock on the bamboo to call the turtle to swallow the jade...

This is exactly the water and fire secret art and ancient method of Danqing Yuanzong's lineage!
After doing all this, the end of the bamboo stick in the middle-aged Taoist's hand was still touching the tortoise's shell of the nine-faced black turtle, and at this time he looked at Taoist Qinghe who had already approached.

At this time, Taoist Qinghe's face was full of astonishment and bitterness. He probably didn't have the idea of ​​making a move at the beginning, but now that he saw the figure of the middle-aged Taoist, he gave up the idea of ​​making a move.

"Misunderstanding, Brother Dao, this is all a misunderstanding..."

Before Taoist Qinghe could finish speaking, in the same place, the middle-aged Taoist interrupted with a cold snort, and then shouted harshly.

"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! What's going on? It's just talking about misunderstanding! If you can beat it, you will cut down the mountain and destroy the temple to cut off the morality. If you can't beat it, you have to sit down and listen to your misunderstanding? Get out! You are still willing to take advantage of the poor Taoist right now. Talking to you, hurry up and get out! Go back and get your family's money out, in exchange for your senior brother!"

When the words fell, the middle-aged Taoist seemed extremely angry, and suddenly knocked the bamboo stick in his hand on the tortoise shell.

At the moment, the monster screamed, and then there was dark red blood in the tortoise shell, which was suppressed by this blow.

In the same place, Taoist Qinghe retreated again, and after thinking for a moment, he bowed to the middle-aged Taoist.

"Brother Jian Hanzhi, please don't hurt my senior brother's life. The poor Taoist will go back to the mountain gate..." After finishing speaking, Taoist Qinghe glanced at the old mother Danxia, ​​"I will bring the supreme treasure medicine to share with you Baocai background, exchange back to my senior brother, please wait a moment, Daoist brother!"

When the voice fell, a spiritual light suddenly appeared in the place.

But how did Taoist Qinghe come here, and how did Fu go back.

　ps: After looking at the number of monthly tickets for this month, everyone is very good. It is only less than 29 away from [-] tickets. Now it is noon on the [-]th, and there are still a few days before the end of the month. Is there a possibility... Haha, continue to ask for a monthly pass!

　
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