First Class Taoist Gate

It's okay to talk, but it's impossible!

Seeing Wang Xizhi standing there and saying bafflingly, that he just refused to ask for a talisman, the demons were anxious, but they couldn't let the Yama king expand so unscrupulously that he could only die.

"Humans are really humble people, just to get King Yama to punch us more, kick us a few feet, make us embarrassed, even disregarding the overall situation!" Jumang was itchy with hatred.

"Ancestor, let's get out the fairy tale talisman, I think it's almost done" Lu Jingxiu couldn't sit still.

"Hmph, we have been bullied by the Demon God clan in recent years. Now that we have finally seen the Demon God fall into such an embarrassing situation, I naturally have to retaliate several times. Even if I can see him being kicked more, I am happy! "Wang Xizhi gritted his teeth with hatred.

Listening to the dialogue between the two, Zhang Bairen showed a black line on his forehead, and Zhu Rongqi curled up the shamisen fire in his hand. He kept intercepting King Yama’s movements. He took the opportunity to turn around and said: "Wang Youjun, we are tortured here. Don’t stand there. You have a backache, please quickly get out the seal, don’t break your plan!"

Wang Youjun rubbed his nose, facing the anger of the real people of the Taoist school, he had to smile bitterly: "Go! Go! Go! Don't get angry, I will just do it."

But seeing Wang Youjun holding the talisman on the altar, and then paying respectful respect to all directions, gusts of wind were rolled up out of thin air, and the flags on the altar were constantly shaking and shaking.

Thunder bursts, Caiguang Ruirui.

The colorful light rose up, turned into three sticks of incense, and fell into the hands of Wang Youjun.

Holding the incense, Wang Xizhi respectfully worshiped in all directions, but then saw smoke curled up in the void, Wang Youjun inserted the incense on the altar, and worshipped three times respectfully, only to see the incense go straight into the world.

Recite the mantra to worship the old man:

"The younger generation of five buckets of rice teaches Wang Xizhi, today, please pay homage to the old talisman! When my human race suffers a catastrophe, the secret of heaven suddenly rises, and the origin of the Yin Cao was born, Yama..."

Wang Xizhi's words gradually dissipated in the wind, and then all the vision disappeared, the colored light dissipated, and the smoke disappeared, as if he had never worshipped.

At this moment, Zhang Bairen was stunned: "Could it be that Wang Youjun missed?"

The thought has not yet been turned, but the next moment a bright light from the north rises into the sky, a mighty celestial plane covering the sky and the sun, covering the entire Yin Cao dynasty.

A palm-sized talisman rose from the north, ignoring time and space, ignoring the distance. The time and space where the talisman passed was solidified, and everyone seemed to be nailed to the air, like small amber animals, unable to move anymore.

A figure seemed to walk out of the talisman slowly, the void trembling where it passed, and the long river of time condensed.

"No!"

With a roar, King Yama quickly turned around and gave him a palm.

"Don't think about it!" Shebi Zhe and Xuan Ming entangled King Yama for life, and didn't give each other a chance to turn around. At this time, they displayed their peak power.

On the one hand, the Daoist masters, all of them also took action one after another, took out their housekeeping skills, and hit the Yama King.

Linglong Tower

King Kong Zhuo

Qingpingjian

Yu Ruyi

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There are countless treasures. For a time, the sky is covered by the sky and the sun. At this time, no one has noticed that a figure rises into the sky and rushes straight to the source.

It was too late for King Yama to recover, and the immortal talisman was too fast, and in a blink of an eye, it rushed across the void, galloping for millions of miles, and crashed into that source.

"Don't! Don't! Don't!" Yama King wailed in despair.

unfortunately

No one can stop the talisman, once the immortal talisman is shot, this matter has become a foregone conclusion, even if it was Wang Xizhi who invited the talisman, there was no way to stop it.

"Crack~"

A crisp sound was like a thunderbolt, blasting in everyone's ears, but the next moment I saw thunder in the sky, and a rain of blood began to fall in the Yin Cao Mansion.

A volition disappeared from the Yama King, and then Yama King was overwhelmed by the supernatural powers of the crowd, turned into powder and dissipated in the void.

"boom!"

Fragments shot out, shining with colorful light, and crystal clear fragments shot out and went in all directions.

No one cares about King Yama, everyone rushes towards Na Yin Cao Yuanyuan.

"Huh~"

"Huh~"

"Huh~"

With a wave of the big sleeves of the incarnation of Sanqing, countless fragments of origin fell into his hands. At this time, Zhang Bairen stood before the fragments, immortal will and immortal power were mobilized, the sword of death was instantly unsheathed, and endless murderous intent rose into the sky. Turned around and cut at the rushing Gaozhen and Demon God.

"Zhang Bairen, dare you!"

"Asshole, you want to be alone!"

"It's simply not a son of man!"

"..."

Everyone scolded, even if they were angry, they had to stop and resolve Zhu Xianjian's attack.

Zhang Bairen doesn't love fighting either. He knows that his sword can stop the opponent with half a breath at most, what can he do with half a breath?

Can do many things!

It's like now, half a breath is enough for the incarnation of Sanqing to converge to an unknown number of fragments, and then plunged into his head, Zhang Bairen ran without saying a word.

Full of origin, Zhang Bairen felt that he should have charged nearly 50%!

Not daring to love, fight or be greedy, Zhang Bairen ran away without saying a word, splitting the two barriers with a sword, and ran towards the world.

"Bastard!" Looking at Zhang Bairen's back, even though the demon gods and Taoist sages were resentful in their hearts, they didn't care about chasing them, and flew toward the original Qi that was everywhere in the sky.

Zhang Bairen's supernatural powers, everyone saw with their own eyes, instead of chasing Zhang Bairen to seize the source, it is better to go to the devil's mouth to grab food.

The threat of Zhang Bairen with the Zhuxian Sword in his hand is absolutely beyond everyone's imagination, no one will pursue Zhang Bairen!

Let's take away the source of Yin Cao in front of you! As for the origin of Zhang Bairen, there will be opportunities in the future.

There was a clash of magical powers in the sky, and the demon gods such as Shebi Zhe and the Dao Sect real men hit one place. King Yama continued to recover, and then stood there blankly, watching the clash in the sky, with a daze in his eyes.

In Wang Xizhi's hand, the Eight Techniques of Yongzi actually fought against the demon gods without falling into the wind, and the brush in his hand sketched it, and the fragments of the sky full of origin flew toward him.

"The origin of the Yin Cao is the thing of my Yin Division. If you want to seize the origin of my Yin Cao, you have to ask my ancestors!" Shebi revealed his true body, his bones cut through the void, and he flew Wang Xizhi's brush into the air. The sword intent was broken: "Er waits to live in my yin cao in the future, and use my yin cao's power to practice. I advise you to let go of your greed."

"Yes, it is indeed good to let go of greed in your heart, otherwise the Human Race will be completely flattened today, and the Yin Cao will be a place where no one will live!" The place was shattered and turned into powder, shocking everyone backing.

In a blink of an eye, the original source of the sky was taken away, the Taoist real person won 20%, and the remaining 30% went to the devil.

"What is he going to do?" Seeing Chi You's cut light, everyone was puzzled.

immediately

At the next moment, everyone changed their colors, and only listened to Yin Gui exclaimed: "There are still two sources of origin in the land of origin that have not yet fallen. He is going to the origin that has not yet fallen!"

While talking, Jingang Zhuo flew out and smashed Chi You's Tiger Soul Knife, and saw Yin Gui rise into the air and flew towards the origin.

"These two sources of costs must not fall into the hands of the human race, otherwise, will the Yin Cao become the Human Race Yin Cao in the future? I waited for hundreds of thousands of years to complete the human race?" Shebi's face was gloomy, and the coffin behind it suddenly opened and straddled it. The sky and the earth rose into the sky, swallowing towards the real people of the Daomen who came from the attack.

"Huh~"

Zhang Heng brushed the Three Treasures in his hand, knocking the coffin away from its trajectory, and then, with the help of the rebounding force, swept toward the origin of the void.

"Laughter!" Liao Shuizhan Xianfei Dao soared into the air and cut off to the real human beings. They were shocked to retreat, but Zhang Heng smiled disdainfully. The 33-fold exquisite pagoda above his head emits chaotic light, and he cuts the fairy flying knife Pierced Shenguang three feet, but had to return without success.

"It's a tortoise shell!" Ling received bitterly gritted teeth.

"Huh~"

Seeing that Zhang Heng was about to sweep away the two cost sources, the next moment he saw the sky full of green light rising, a branch inexplicably blocked in front of Fuchen, and with a light brush, the sky was blocked back.

Just in this gap ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a claw covered with scales does not know when it appeared under the source, no one knows when the claw came, as if the claw should have been there.

"Crack!"

With a soft sound, everyone had no time to intercept, Yuanyuan was already caught by the claw and pulled out.

"That kid Zhang Bairen is too cunning, my ancestors didn't have time to stop!" Zu Long's figure slowly appeared in the court, playing with two cost sources on the dragon's claws, and a touch of emotion appeared in his eyes.

Zhang Bairen acted without warning, and the speed was so fast that Zulong had no time to intercept.

In other words, Zu Long didn't want to conflict with Zhang Bairen at this critical moment. Instead of fighting with Zhang Bairen, it would be better to collect the remaining power of the source.

"Everyone, let it go!" Zu Long smiled softly. Among the major forces, he and Prime Minister Tortoise were the weakest, but relatively speaking, he had the most origin.

Two people share two cost sources, which is definitely a lot more than the demons and human races!

"Zulong!" Looking at the triumphant smile of Zulong, Shebi Zhe and others gritted their teeth with hatred, and a smile squeezed out on their faces: "Zulong's magical powers are boundless. Your Excellency will return the original source to me, and I will thank you again in the future."

"Senior Ancestral Dragon, you give this origin to my human race, and my human race must have a great thanks!" Daoist real people also spoke.

"Hehe, here is the Yin Cao, it is the source of origin. If anyone can master the source, he is equivalent to mastering a world!" Zu Long didn't hesitate to test and smile: "I see that the source is difficult to distribute. How am I? Patriarch, I will naturally give you a satisfactory exchange!"

"Hey, this old loach is so shameless, he actually wants to peek at our treasures, it should be a thousand cuts!" Ju Mang scolded coldly.

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