The host of fast travel, she always rolls over

Chapter 124 The short-lived darling of heaven (46)

The most important thing is that Jun Anzhi discovered that his mahogany sword has no lethality against Concubine Tao.

She wanted to kill the demon with brute force, but considering that it was all a royal palace, there were countless minions.

In the end, it was decided to ask the monk to come up to force him to help, and he trapped Concubine Tao.

"Chong!"

As soon as Jun Anzhi's words fell, a golden golden bowl appeared in the sky above Taoyuan Hall.

In an instant, the sky above the entire Taoyuan Hall was illuminated.

"Hehe...you want to trap me to this extent?" Concubine Tao waved her long sleeves, and a black whirlwind flew towards the monk's magic weapon.

"It may be difficult for him to deal with you alone, but it's not necessarily necessary for him to deal with you."

Jun An took a step forward and stood in mid-air. He pressed down his palms that exuded a bright white light to stop the demonic wind caused by the peach demon.

And Concubine Tao saw that Jun Anzhi dispelled her moves so easily, her face changed, she turned around and walked out.

"Want to leave?" Just as Jun Anzhi stopped the Tao Yao's moves, he found her turning around and plundering the Taoyuan Hall.

"Sleepy!" Jun Anzhi thrust the mahogany sword into the prepared formation.

In an instant, golden runes rose all over the sky around the golden body, trapping the entire palace inside.

The reason why I talked nonsense with this evildoer for so long just now is to delay the time so that the monk has time to set up the formation!

"brush!"

Jun An's figure was like lightning, he directly shifted his shape and changed his position to block the Tao Yao's path.

"Go away."

Concubine Tao slapped her palm, and black energy billowed out. If a normal mortal could block her moves, she would not be able to stop the billowing demonic energy.

But Jun Anzhi is different, she is straight steel, raising her hand to meet Concubine Tao's palm.

"bump!"

Two palms, one black and one white, touched each other, and then quickly separated.

Jun Anzhi dexterously turned over in mid-air to stabilize his figure, while Concubine Tao was shot flying.

"Impossible, how could anyone in this world be able to stop my thousand-year-old Taoism?" Concubine Tao spat out a mouthful of blood, with an expression of disbelief.

"You think too much." Jun Anzhi stood in the air, looking at the lowly woman indifferently.

"Amitabha." Hui An, who had been presiding over the formation in the dark, slowly walked out.

"Don't talk about the Buddha's light suppressing your demonic energy, just talk about your Taoism. Do you still have a thousand years?" Jun Anzhi sneered.

200 years ago, in order to give birth to a child, Concubine Tao used the secret method of Taoism to temporarily transform her body into a human being.

At that time, she wanted to chop off the demon roots and replace all the blood in her body with the secret medicine, which greatly damaged her morality.

Then, she was robbed by the sky, and her foundation was completely chopped off by the thunder of the sky.

Even though she performed the life-changing technique at that time, making the heartless prince a scapegoat, exchanging all his flesh and blood.

But her morality is completely useless.

Otherwise, she would not have fallen into the devil's path.

Because, only by being enchanted can one gain power quickly.

"You..." Concubine Tao spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Think about the old Taoist priest who led you into Taoism back then, think about the human beings you saved back then, and look at the sins you have committed now..."

Jun Anzhi landed slowly from mid-air, and looked at the beautiful woman in front of her who was a peerless beauty a quarter of an hour ago.

"Take another mirror and look at your current appearance, and take a look, do you still recognize me?"

Hui'an glanced at Jun'an, took out a mirror from somewhere, and put it in front of Concubine Tao.

Jun Anzhi looked at Hui An, wondering if the occasion was wrong, she really wanted to say: You are so coquettish!
What is the purpose of a mirror that a monk carries with him?
Does it illuminate your bald head?

"what!"

A scream brought back Jun Anzhi's scattered thoughts.

Concubine Tao took a look.The self in the mirror screamed.

The corner of Jun Anzhi's mouth twitched, is this the rhythm of wanting to scare himself to death?
"No, it's not me, it's not me..." Concubine Tao went crazy looking at her current face.

Jun Anzhi stood where he was, and looked at the monk again.

Once again, I feel that I really can't judge people based on their first impression.

This bald donkey is not only hypocritical, but also coquettish!
Monk Hui'an smiled slightly into Jun Anzhi's eyes, bathed in the holy light, he was extremely holy.

Jun Anzhi: Silently looked away.

"Namo Amitabha……"

The monk Baoxiang was dignified, bathed in the holy light and recited the magic spell.

"what!"

The golden flames continuously washed away the devilish energy on Concubine Tao.

Jun Anzhi raised his eyebrows. This monk was still thinking about transcending this demon. In fact, Jun Anzhi wanted to give her a sword to free her.

The evildoer who has sold his soul to the devil is not worthy of sympathy at all, nor is he worthy of transcendence.

Because of this evildoer, their souls will not return to the underworld after death.

It will directly enter the demon world and become a low-level demon servant.

As for where the devil world is and where the entrance is, Jun Anzhi has no right to know with his current cultivation level.

I only know that there is such a world.

only……

Jun Anzhi slowly walked up to the tortured Peach Demon, "Who tempted you to become a demon?"

"No one is tempting!" Concubine Tao has long lost her previous grace and luxury.

At this time, she lost her manners, her hair was disheveled, and even her makeup was gone.

In addition, there is a black lotus mark of the demon world on her forehead, which makes her look very strange.

Seeing her stubbornness, Jun Anzhi silently stepped aside.

Watching the monk chanting scriptures boredly.

His eyes were dimly directed towards the high pavilion diagonally opposite Taoyuan Hall.

There were two people there, Jing Zhao and Zuo Qing.

Jun Anzhi lowered his eyelids and smiled slightly, Jing Zhao contributed a lot to successfully taking down Concubine Tao today.

It can make the surroundings of the palace of a favorite concubine quiet, and it can also hold back the old emperor. This method is really amazing.

At least he can play with the old emperor's harem to the applause.

Jing Zhao, you should hate a practitioner like yourself very much, right?

Whether it's his childhood experience, or being under the control of the national teacher as an adult, and witnessing his father's obsession with the illusory cultivation of immortality...

Just like this, he completely loathes, even hates...

However, now he has to rely on himself and the ability of the monk to contain the national teacher and deal with Concubine Tao.

In addition, Jun Anzhi is not worried, what she is worried about is that Jing Zhao will cleanse the people who practice Taoism in the world...

Because, Jing Zhao knew that the weird Taoist priest he had met when he was young had taken in many apprentices in this world.

If it comes to this guy, he would rather kill the wrong person than let him go.

There are Taoist priests in this world, and there are also Taoist sects...

Even Lian'er may be doomed.

This is also the reason why she has always been courteous to Jing Zhao.

She can look down on Jing Zhao with her ability, but one day after she leaves, Jing Zhao will have the final say in this world.

How he wants to deal with those Taoists who have not grown up is not a matter of his words.

"My lord." Zuo Qing looked at the battle below and it was coming to an end, so he couldn't help but let out a low cry.

"Did you see anything?" Jing Zhao stared at the Taoist priest with good eyes without turning his head.

"The master and the Taoist priest are evenly matched in strength, right? They each have their own strengths..."

Zuo Qing hesitated for a while, then lowered his head and glanced at the monk who was dealing with the concubine Yao.

He took another look at the Daoist who was lazily leaning aside to watch the battle, also bathed in the holy light...

In fact, in Zuo Qing's mind, that Taoist priest's Taoism may be much higher than that of the monk.

But out of a certain state of mind, he didn't tell the truth.

(End of this chapter)