I just traveled through time and you told me that Taoism is gone?

At this time, the blood curtain faded away, leaving only a colorful light curtain.

As soon as the colorful light curtain came out, the bright light shot straight into the sky, dispersing the fog.

Seeing this colorful light, the ghost army retreated towards the rear as if they had seen something very scary.

In the large formation, Yuantong and others also showed surprised expressions on their faces under the illumination of colorful rays of light.

"Senior brother, this...is this?"

Yuan Guan looked at the colorful light curtain revealed after the blood curtain collapsed and couldn't help but ask.

There were so many strange things that happened today that he felt like he had been living in the Yin and Yang worlds all these years and didn't know anything.

But Yuantong frowned and said nothing.

He didn't know what was going on, but what was certain was that this colorful light curtain might also be a realm, and it must be inseparable from the earth source spirit.

Yuantong was about to scold his mother at this moment. Originally, the death of this stinking Taoist priest was already a certainty. Who would have thought that something like this would happen again? Could it be that God really wants to establish this Taoism?

……

At this time, there was a colorful light curtain.

Countless light blades were pointed at the Northern King. As long as Zhao Xuanling gave the order, these light blades were enough to tear the Northern King into pieces.

"Little Taoist priest, I really didn't expect that child to be your sword spirit and possess such a powerful field. I really made a mistake."

Beitianwang was locked by the light blade, and he did not dare to move at this moment, for fear that he would accidentally be attacked by a group of people.

"Really? I'm quite surprised too, but it's okay. I can kill you without a blood talisman. Why not be happy?"

Zhao Xuanling's face had returned to rosy at this time. Except for the fact that his lips were still a little white, there was no trace of the fact that he had just drained all the blood out of his body.

"Little Taoist priest, don't use your domain if you have the skills. Let's compete openly and openly! Dare you or don't you?"

King Beitian looked at Zhao Xuanling standing in the center of the colorful light screen. Knowing that he was already a trapped beast, he couldn't help but speak out words to provoke the general, hoping to use this to gain a chance for himself.

Zhao Xuanling smiled when he heard this.

"You are so embarrassed to say it. Why didn't you say this when you used your domain to deal with me? Now that it's the other way around, do you think you want to compete with me openly? If my domain hadn't broken yours, I guess now I Is he already a dead person?"

"I…"

Zhao Xuanling's words choked Beitianwang to the point where he could not speak. A rare hint of red appeared on its big black face.

"Okay, I admit it. You win this time. You let me out and I retreat, okay?"

Although his face felt hot, Beitian Wang still said without giving up.

The King of the North is well aware of Zhao Xuanling's tyrannical strength. He knows that he is no match for Zhao Xuanling. Not only is the Ten Thousand Demonic Ax being swallowed up by this domain, but the opponent is also blessed by the domain. If he refuses to give in, he may not be able to escape death today.

"Hahahahaha..."

Zhao Xuanling looked up to the sky and laughed when he heard this.

"You are so arrogant, and you are so confident in begging for mercy. But... do you really think that I am a three-year-old child? Don't I understand the principle of letting the tiger return to the mountain? Even though you are not a tiger in my eyes, I have said it before, Today, you will die!"

As he spoke, a cold light flashed in Zhao Xuanling's eyes.

"bass!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Xuanling had a thought in his mind, and a blade of light flashed across the sky in an instant, heading towards the North Heavenly King quickly.

The Northern King was shocked when he saw this. Not wanting to sit still and wait for death, it quickly gathered all the ghost energy in its arms, hoping to resist the light blade.

"Shh!"

The light blade met Beitianwang's arms that were wrapped in black and red ghost energy. A burst of dazzling light lit up. The light blade passed by smoothly. Beitianwang's arms, which were condensed with ghost energy all over his body, did not even stand up under the light blade. One second later.

"Pfft!"

"what--"

Then there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, followed by the heart-rending cry of King Beitian.

With one blow, just one blow, King Beitian was cut off one of his arms by the light blade.

At this time, Beitianwang was kneeling on the ground. His only remaining arm was tightly covering the broken arm, and countless black and red ghost energy spurted out through his fingers.

Zhao Xuanling looked at the Beitian King who was wailing in pain, without any mercy in his eyes.

"Ah!! Stinky Taoist! I will fucking kill you!"

With its arm broken, Beitianwang fell completely into a state of madness. At this time, it may have forgotten that it had already become meat on the chopping board and could only be slaughtered by Zhao Xuanling.

King Beitian stood up staggeringly, his eyes bloodshot, staring at Zhao Xuanling.

"Kill you! Ah!!!"

Beitian Dynasty rushed towards Zhao Xuanling regardless, looking like a crazed beast, no longer rational.

Zhao Xuanling looked at the Beitian King who was rushing toward him jokingly, with a thought in his mind.

"bass!"

A blade of light fell again and struck straight at Beitian Wang.

"Shh!"

There was another sound of a sharp blade cutting across an object.

"boom--"

As the light blade passed by, Beitianwang's huge body hit the ground heavily.

A closer look revealed that Beitian Wang's right leg had been cut off in a row.

Beitian Wang did not scream in pain this time, but his body was shaking.

At this time, fear gradually spread into its heart, and losing an arm and a leg in such a short period of time was enough to calm it down.

"Little Taoist priest, you can't kill me. If you kill me, the king of my ghost tribe will not let you go! Let me go. As long as you let me go, I will definitely go back and say a few words to my king to protect you." a peaceful life."

The North Heavenly King had no choice but to move out the ghost king to suppress Zhao Xuanling, but it was a pity that it miscalculated.

"Are you the king of the ghost clan? Are you threatening me?"

Zhao Xuanling said disdainfully.

As he spoke, two more light blades shot out, cutting off Beitian Wang's other arm and leg.

"what!!!"

Now King Beitian couldn't bear it any longer, and his miserable screams echoed in this colorful space.

Looking at Beitianwang who was like a stick at this time, Zhao Xuanling said:

"Don't worry, I, Zhao Xuanling, will also look for it, and its fate will be exactly the same as yours. But before that, you have to take a step first."

"Taoist Master, I surrender. Please don't kill me."

King Beitian raised his head hard and looked at Zhao Xuanling with pleading eyes.

When Zhao Xuanling was in his own domain, he was unable to really hurt Zhao Xuanling for such a long time, and even almost ended up dying together.

Now that he is in Zhao Xuanling's domain, there is no room for resistance at all. How can he not be able to tell who is strong and who is weak?

It's useless to force yourself now. I can only put aside my reputation as the North Heavenly King and see if Zhao Xuanling can be merciful and let me go. This is the only and last resort.

Zhao Xuanling looked at Beitianwang lying on the ground like a dead dog, and slowly walked to his side.

"Is it too late to beg for mercy now? Countless disciples of my Taoist religion died at your hands, and even my master's death was related to you. How can I let you go?"

Zhao Xuanling slowly knelt down and looked at Beitianwang with cold eyes, his face full of pleading.

"bass!"

As Zhao Xuanling finished speaking, a blade of light flashed past Zhao Xuanling and instantly cut across Beitian Wang's neck.

The huge head of Beitianwang fell to the ground hard, and his bloodshot eyes stared at Zhao Xuanling with deep reluctance.

The Ghost Clan, the North Heavenly King of the Four Heavenly Kings, dies!

Zhao Xuanling gritted his teeth as he looked at Beitianwang, whose head was missing.

"Killing you is just the beginning!"

After speaking, Zhao Xuanling thought, and the colorful light curtain was divided into two from the middle, and slowly opened towards both sides.