Dragon and Tiger Taoist

"A palm technique descending from the sky, ho."

Locking on that figure in the wilderness, the murderous intention in Liu Er's heart was no longer hidden, and poured out like a torrent.

Qi and blood circulate at an extremely fast speed, and with the blessing of various methods, martial arts and divine will are manifested, turning themselves into mountains, and Liu Er jumps down from the clouds.

At the same time, Sun Maolin, who was traveling through the mountains and forests, using magic to cover up all traces of himself, suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart.

"This feeling? How come? Someone is targeting me?"

His expression changed slightly, and his thoughts changed. At this moment, Sun Maolin thought a lot.

"Could it be Zhang Chunyi? How is that possible?"

Thoughts emerged one after another, and Sun Maolin immediately thought of Zhang Chunyi. After all, the one who had the biggest grudge against him during this period was Zhang Chunyi, and Zhang Chunyi did have the ability to make him feel dangerous, but he felt something was wrong.

Because in order to prevent Zhang Chunyi from taking action, he deliberately concealed his whereabouts. With his concealment ability, it was impossible for Zhang Chunyi to find him. For this, he was still very confident.

And at the next moment, shocking murderous intent struck, and Sun Maolin finally located the source of the danger.

Looking up at the sky, Sun Maolin was in a trance and vaguely saw a mountain peak falling from the sky.

"not good."

His heart was squeezed tightly by invisible hands. At this moment, Sun Maolin smelled the breath of death, but before he could do anything, an ape scream shook the world and the earth, and the magic sound filled his ears, exploding in his mind like thunder, making him feel Trance.

With a rumble, Liu Er's will manifested, and the ultimate murderous intent boiled, connecting with the deterrent method, turning into an almost substantial blood-red thunder and lightning that exploded between the sky and the earth, reflecting in Sun Maolin's mind.

Refining the middle-grade method, Wu Zongti, obtained some of the characteristics of Master Baodan in advance. This not only allowed Liu Er to grasp his own Qi and blood, smoothly integrate demon power and strength, and develop Gang Jin, but also allowed him to The control of one's own divine will has reached a new level.

After experiencing a life-and-death battle with Wanyan Wu, Liu'er's own will was tempered by blood and fire. Under such circumstances, he could combine intimidation and killing intent to create essence and manifest. Outside, a surprise shook the soul of Sun Maolin, the Seven Souls-locked Immortal Cultivator.

Hum, the five fingers pinched the palm, the strength lingered outside, and the billowing energy and blood settled inside, just like a mountain peak toppling. As it continued to fall, the momentum accumulated in Liu Er's body became heavier and heavier, truly as heavy as a mountain collapse.

At a certain moment, as if a certain limit had been exceeded, the sound of rushing water rang in Liu Er's ears, and the air flow turned into substance, surrounding him like water.

For a moment, the air twisted, and a huge palm print formed in the sky.

"Wake up."

Biting the tip of his tongue, his eyes full of fear, at the critical moment, Sun Maolin barely broke free from Liu Er's intimidation.

Under his urging, White Wolf, who was also shocked by the intimidation, finally regained some clarity.

With a click, the coldness dissipated. Under the urging of the white wolf, an ice mirror slowly took shape. However, the reaction was still a beat too slow, and this shot was enough to determine life or death.

Rumbling, the dark thunder exploded, annihilating everything. It was not thunder that was better than thunder. As the palm prints fell, there was boundless weight falling down, and the air became viscous, and everything was turned into powder during the squeeze.

With a click, the half-formed ice mirror turned into fine ice crystals. Sun Maolin's eyes were full of horror.

"ah!"

His bones were groaning and his internal organs were shattering. Under this heavy palm force, Sun Maolin let out a desperate cry.

Bang, the screams stopped suddenly, and Sun Maolin instantly exploded into a ball of blood mist. Whether it was mental calculation or not, Sun Maolin, a seven-soul-locking immortal cultivator, died like this without even a decent resistance.

Phew, smoke and dust rose. When everything calmed down, a huge palm print about ten meters deep was left on the ground, just like the Buddha's palm.

The earth roared for a long time.

After rolling away the smoke and dust, he dropped his figure and looked at the white wolf in the center of the palm print on the ground, with all its bones broken, all its internal organs shattered, and no longer sound. Zhang Chunyi looked indifferent. As for Sun Maolin, he had long since returned to dust, not even a bit of bone residue. Nothing left.

On the other side, looking at the scene he had created, Liu Er let out a long roar, his energy and blood boiling, rising into the sky like wolf smoke, the sound shook the surroundings, and he felt indescribably happy.

The refining method, Wu Zongti, smelts the demon power and strength, and turns it into Gang Jin. Although its cultivation level is still only 560 years old, its strength has been further improved, and it can be compared with monsters with 600 years of cultivation level. Called invincible.

In terms of combat power alone, the current Liu Er is even better than Chi Yan, a monster with superior bones.

For the current Liu Er, the benefits brought by Wu Zongti, a middle-grade method, even exceed that of a high-grade method. After all, although the high-grade method is magical, it is really difficult to transform it into great power. A little demon with hundreds of years of cultivation can do it.

"I can't touch the Sun family now, but killing you is enough."

Looking at the blood-stained soil in the pit, Zhang Chunyi murmured softly.

After Sun Maolin staged a scene of righteous annihilation of relatives in front of him, Zhang Chunyi had a murderous intention in his heart. It would be better for such an enemy to die. Therefore, he did not even report the merits of killing Wan Yanwu. In such a situation Under the circumstances, most people will not think that he has the strength to kill Sun Maolin in a short period of time.

Although there may be some backlash in the future, Zhang Chunyi can bear it now. Although the Sun family is also a wealthy family, it has insufficient foundation. There has never been a real Yin Shen in the family, and the strongest one is just a Sanren who formed a divine child. Just a monk.

The gap between the divine fetuses is actually quite large. As far as Zhang Chunyi knows, the divine fetus monk of the Sun family is not a real old-fashioned divine fetus, and is still far from being able to transform into a Yin god.

Phew, the flames surged and turned into a palm. Zhang Chunyi grabbed the dead wolf demon.

This wolf demon has six hundred and fifty years of cultivation, which can be said to be very good. The only pity is that its demon soul has been broken with the death of Sun Maolin.

As for the power of Sun Maolin's soul flame spirit method that cannot be grasped, this is determined by the pure soul quality of human beings.

"Hongyun, clean up the battlefield."

After putting the wolf demon's body into the interior location, Zhang Chunyi gave the order.

Understanding what Zhang Chunyi meant, he took a deep breath, expanded his body, and mobilized his demon power. A mighty tornado was set off by the red cloud and swept around. But this was not the end. After swallowing a pill, the red cloud spawned two more tornadoes.

Sweeping by three tornadoes, flying sand and rocks, deforestation and other changes, not long after, all traces were buried under the smoke and dust in the sky.

"Let's go."

After doing all this, Zhang Chunyi left quickly with Hongyun, Liuer, and Chiyan, and returned to Ping'an County quietly.

No one knew that he had ever secretly left Ping'an County, and no one knew that a cultivator who had locked the seven souls had been killed by him during this time.