Five Immortals Gate

Wusitu saw the skinny and black old Taoist slapping Zhang Ming's head with his palm, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

Although the benefits obtained today can be distributed later, the situation will certainly be different depending on who the enemy is in.

Seeing this, the man in the black cloak gritted his teeth fiercely, and the purple fire chain turned into a strange lizard with purple scales all over its body, and swung its long tail.

With a fishy purple mucus flowing out of his mouth, two rows of sharp and thick yellow teeth bit towards Zhao Min's neck.

At the same time, black crows with red eyes flew out from under his cloak. Although there were only a hundred of them, they also pounced on the poisonous insects.

At this time, Zhao Min's dark blue outside her body had a dark red, and she began to burn her blood frantically.

Zhao Min's face was pale, but she ignored the attack of the purple scaled lizard and let it bite the right side of her neck with a "click".

The branches and leaves of the ink-colored magic flower on the snow-white jade neck shook violently. Zhao Min ignored it and the strange lizard with purple scales instantly arrived in front of the man in the black cloak.

"This man is really crazy!"

The man in the black cloak was full of horror. He knew that the other party would not be able to hold on for too long under such desperate efforts.

On the other side, the skinny black old Taoist also grabbed down with his palm, and was about to touch the top of Li Yan's head, which had become a mummy.

There were tears flashing in Zhao Min's beautiful eyes, and the screams in her mouth were even more frightening, but the man in the black cloak did not fight her head-on at all. He fought and retreated, mainly entangled.

Li Yan, who was falling, suddenly opened his eyes. There was no longer any confusion in his eyes.

His drooping dry palm flipped violently and faced the wrist of the skinny black old Taoist above.

In the horrified eyes of the skinny black old Taoist, colorful mist suddenly appeared in Li Yan's palm, directly covering his arms.

At the same time, drops of red liquid oozed out from between Li Yan's fingers, and when they touched the opponent, they entered the wrist of the skinny black old Taoist without any hindrance.

Then, Li Yan immediately let go of his hands, no longer looked at the skinny black old Taoist, and shook his body, and he had already pounced on Wusitu who was approaching rapidly.

At the same time as Li Yan's body pounced, the skinny black old Taoist uttered a scream that was not like a human voice.

The skinny body actually swelled up like blowing air.

In fear, he wanted to suppress it with magic power, but the magic power in his body was quickly swallowed by a white mist, and the magic power he adjusted could not keep up with the speed of swallowing.

All these changes came very quickly. The skinny black old Taoist was still shocked that Li Yan suddenly woke up, and the next moment he fell into the Asura Hell.

The pain from the depths of his soul made him scream to the sky, and the pain came from the soul, body, blood, and even the depths of his bone marrow.

There was pain, extreme sourness, and the feeling of flesh and blood being peeled off from bones. All kinds of pain intertwined, and the unspeakable pain spread throughout his sea of ​​consciousness.

At this time, the skinny black old Taoist clearly had not completely lost his magic power, but he could no longer pinch his fingers and chant spells. His hands and feet lost consciousness and no longer obeyed his commands.

In just a blink of an eye, he turned into a huge "turtle", with a body as big as a ball, and short and thin limbs and head.

Li Yan had injected more than ten different kinds of poisons into the opponent's body in just a moment.

The skinny black old Taoist's method was too strange. He had to make a false infant monk unable to fight back with one blow and die quickly.

If it weren't for the fact that the fragmented poison body quickly circulated throughout the body under the erosion of the Wusitu corpse poison, turning Li Yan into a corpse, the skinny black old Taoist thought he had been hit and relaxed his spell.

While the corpse poison devoured Li Yan's vitality, it also caused the fragmented poison body to counterattack.

Let Li Yan start to wake up. At the moment of life and death, Li Yan finally mobilized all his consciousness to protect his sea of ​​consciousness.

But he did not fight back immediately. Even if Zhao Min on the other side began to use a losing-lose style of fighting, he was still looking for a good opportunity.

He could not let the skinny black old Taoist have any chance to perform that strange magic, otherwise, he and Zhao Min would fall into a life-and-death situation.

Seeing Wusitu hitting him with a stick, Li Yan could only remove part of the power by falling and shaking his body.

But even so, he was beaten to the point of fainting. Fortunately, his strong body played a decisive role at this time.

Finally, the skinny black old Taoist gave up casting spells completely and captured him at close range, finally giving Li Yan a chance.

In this sudden change, Li Yan shook and arrived in front of Wusitu, who was shocked.

Such a short distance, Wusitu followed the skinny black old Taoist and flew down. Even if Li Yan did not use any body skills, the two sides met in an instant.

Wusitu was shocked, his face changed, and he was about to retreat.

At this time, he knew that Zhang Ming was so strong that he could not deal with him at all, and his magic was extremely strange.

But it was too late to retreat at this time. Li Yan grabbed his shoulders with both hands, and Wusitu's instinctive corpse poison broke out again, and black air wrapped around Li Yan's palm.

At the same time, the big stick in his hand instantly turned into a steel needle, and stabbed at Li Yan's throat like lightning.

After all, he was also a powerful late Jindan cultivator with rich experience in fighting. Although he was timid in his heart, he still made the fastest counterattack.

Just as he stabbed out the needle, there was a muffled sound of "Puff!" below, and the shrill scream of the skinny, black and dry old Taoist stopped abruptly.

His body exploded into countless pieces in just one turn of Li Yan.

But what makes people feel horrified is that there is no blood raining all over the sky, and there is no shocking spread of spiritual power erupted by the golden elixir monk before his death, which suddenly bursts like a bubble.

Only a small cloud of colorful smoke rose in the sky

After the fog, the skinny, black and withered old man disappeared.

Except for a few storage bags and spirit storage bags that fell down, even his golden elixir did not make any sound and disappeared completely from this world.

The skinny, black old man went from being grabbed by Li Yan's wrist to completely disappearing in just the blink of an eye.

As soon as his screams started to rise, it was as if someone had grabbed his neck, and then it stopped suddenly, and everything disappeared.

The steel needle in Ustu's hand quickly enlarged in Li Yan's pupils, and at the same time, streams of foul-smelling smoke rose from Li Yan's fingers on Ustu's shoulders, making a series of sounds of "ZiZiZi...".

But it couldn't do any harm to Li Yan's palm.

The movements of both sides were as fast as lightning, and the ferocious look in Wustu's eyes became even more crazy. He wanted to penetrate the opponent's eyes with one blow.

In that place, he didn't believe that he could practice physical training to the point of being invulnerable to all attacks. Although his reaction was at the peak of his speed, facing a peak physical training expert at the same level, Li Yan's movements were even faster.

Li Yan grabbed Wustu's hands on his shoulders and pulled them to both sides as he roared. ??

Wustu had suddenly reached Li Yan's arm, and he felt a heartbreaking pain, and then lost control.

The strong body of a late-stage Jindan monk, who had also been immersed in the "Wood Spirit Pond" to temper his body, had his arms separated from his body in an instant.

Some dark red blood spurted out to both sides like two huge water columns.

The blood tore and tore off the broken arm, and the veins like knots and green earthworms kept washing, and the tendons kept flying and swaying in the blood column...

A large amount of black juice seeped into the shoulder Li Yan pinched just now.

"Oh no……!"

Wustu looked in disbelief at the people in front of him holding one of his arms in each hand, with blood still remaining on his forehead.

Li Yan's eyes flashed with cruelty. He retreated slightly, flew up and kicked Wustu on the chest.

Although Wustu lost his arms, his cultivation was still there, but just when he was about to forcefully avoid it, he suddenly felt dizzy in his head.

Little did he know that his face had changed drastically at this moment, and that he looked extremely ferocious to outsiders.

There were dozens of black lines along his neck and up to his cheeks, giving people a very eerie and strange feeling.

"boom!"

Ustu flew sideways towards the black mountain on the side of the river. The next moment, there was another loud noise, and Ustu slowly slid against the mountain wall and fell to the foot of the mountain. He did not know whether he was alive or dead for a while.

Li Yan, on the other hand, took advantage of the situation and threw away the two remaining arms in his hands. Before falling into the river, he had already flown towards the battle group not far away.

At this time, Zhao Min was less than twenty feet away from him. The change on Li Yan's side was too sudden. By the time the three people there reacted, one of the two golden elixir monks was dead and the other seriously injured.

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\u003e Everything happened in the blink of an eye, the three of them had different expressions, some were surprised and some were happy.

Zhao Min saw the situation on Li Yan's side clearly, and a trace of blood suddenly appeared on his pale, papery face, and he finally stopped burning blood.

The faces of the two people opposite her changed color instantly. They never dreamed that someone as strong as the skinny, black and old Taoist would only have time to let out a scream before mysteriously disappearing completely from the world.

The skill practiced by the skinny, black and withered old Taoist is called "Asserting into the Soul". It is very similar to the Confucian method of speaking and speaking. It is a terrifying skill that can make people feel fearful and control the mind.

The skinny, black and withered old Taoist is the master of the Qingqing Continent's top sect, "Asking the Mind". He has relied on this technique to dominate the world among people of the same level for hundreds of years. He has few opponents, and those who succeed are almost certain to die.

Unexpectedly, he died so quickly today that no one could react.

"You actually killed the 'Ask the Heart' guy..."

An Die couldn't help but screamed immediately.

She and the five-color spotted thousand-legged centipede monster were blocked in place by the crossbow insect. When she was only halfway out of her words, the man in the black cloak flew six or seven miles away in a flash.

Seeing that she was about to disappear into the floating mist, An Die's face was filled with astonishment. The man in the black cloak turned around and ran away without even saying hello to her.

Unexpectedly, he didn't even take back the black crows he released. He just waved his hand and took the purple fire chain into his hand.

The man in the black cloak was originally fighting with Zhao Min, but even Zhao Min didn't react to his escape.

An Die couldn't help but feel panicked. She was surrounded by overwhelming crossbow insects, and it was not a matter of time to escape.

After the man in the black cloak suddenly escaped, An Die knew that she could not withstand even a few of the opponent's moves, not to mention the crossbow bug in front of her. This crazy female cultivator alone was so powerful.

After Zhao Min stopped burning his essence and blood, his whole aura also dropped drastically, and his aura became a little empty.

The black crows with red eyes immediately flew in all directions one after the man in the black cloak escaped, but many black crows with red eyes were already covered with poisonous insects.

"Just control the crossbow bugs to surround this person. I'll go and come back!"

Li Yan's voice came to Zhao Min's ears, and then another figure galloped away into the distance.

At the same time as Li Yan's voice fell, a young man in a purple shirt suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Min, and Li Yan's cold voice came over.

"Kill her!"

The next moment, Zikun ducked and approached An Die, who looked frightened, with a biting light in his eyes.

Zhao Min also made the crossbow insect stop attacking at this time, and only stared at the sky from the ground.

"You...you...fellow Taoists, I was just deceived by them..."

A thousand-legged centipede-like demonic beast that had lost its ferocity hovered above An Die's head, begging for mercy with a sad face.