Heavenly Master, I have a different world

Without bullets, he can still kill people!

"Peng!"

The ground beneath Fang Zheng's feet suddenly sunk, and he took advantage of the force to rush forward. He was like a dragonfly touching water, and in a few flashes he rushed in front of the enchantress.

He was in mid-air, with the long knife on his waist already unsheathed.

A cold light suddenly appeared in the field.

"die!"

He has seen a lot of dead people, and he has taken a life with his own hands, but using the fetus in another person's belly to practice the method really challenges his bottom line as a human being.

As Zhang Mingrui said, this kind of people have no humanity, and death is not a pity.

The witch Qingxia was shot in the shoulder, and the old protector died on the spot. When she saw the sword approaching, she couldn't help but scream:

"Yanghong!"

"Dang Cang..."

The sword whistle sounded.

Yu Yanghong stretched out one hand, and the long decorative sword beside him was unsheathed, and a cold light pointed directly at Fangzheng's head.

The sound of the sword whistling was clearer and longer, and it was also high-pitched, like the clanging and solemn sound of plucked strings. It also made Fang Zheng, who was charging forward with the sword, feel a chill in his heart.

Without any time to think, he hurriedly slashed sideways with his sword.

"when……"

The swords collided, and Yu Yanghong pulled back, his strength obviously lacking.

But he moved quickly, retreating in order to better accumulate power. In a flash, the long sword in his palm bloomed with cold light and enveloped the area.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

A rapid collision sounded, then suddenly stopped.

Fang Zheng took a step back, lowered his head and glanced at the torn clothes around his waist, his expression couldn't help but become extremely solemn.

"Good swordsmanship!"

"It's the guide sword." Du Qiaoyun flew towards him, the soft sword from his waist popped out, and he shouted:

"Be careful, this is the secret sword technique of Chunyang Palace!"

Chunyang Palace?

Fang Zheng was stunned and subconsciously looked back at Zhang Mingrui. Zhang Mingrui was also a little dumbfounded, looking at a loss and not knowing how to explain.

He really didn't know how Yu Yanghong could guide a sword.

and……

His swordsmanship is so impressive.

With the cultivation level of a first-blood warrior, Fang Zheng was forced to withdraw from the second-level warrior.

Even with the addition of Du Qiaoyun, although he was retreating steadily, he was still able to rely on his exquisite swordsmanship to secure the altar, making it impossible for the two of them to rush past him for a while.

"Heaven Lingling, Earth Lingling, please bow before the disciple altar three times!"

Qingxia endured the severe pain in her shoulder, stepped forward to the altar, picked up a statue of a mighty god holding a sword from the altar, and shouted:

"The first one is to invite the God Lord to enter the soul, the second is to ask the Sword God to be possessed, the third is to be invulnerable, and the urgency is like a law!"

"go!"

Holding the sword secret in his hand, he pointed towards Yu Yanghong.

"Uh-huh!"

The mysterious magic formula of the White Lotus Sect communicates with a certain existence in the dark world, sends down a thought, and merges into the Jade Yang Hong Sea of ​​​​Consciousness.

In an instant.

Yu Yanghong's expression changed.

The originally complex and changeable look in his eyes had now turned completely cold, with only a strong murderous intent hidden inside, standing like a sharp sword in the field.

It was obvious that they had not changed, but Fang Zheng and Du Qiaoyun subconsciously stopped.

Danger!

"It's a magic trick."

Zhang Mingrui said anxiously:

"careful!"

The divine subjugation technique should be a higher level than the divine fighting and divine summoning techniques. Fang Zheng changed his mind and his expression became a little ugly.

Yu Yanghong was already so difficult to deal with before he was cast by the enchantress, and now he is afraid it will be even worse.

"Stinky Taoist."

Qingxia gritted her silver teeth:

"You'd better take care of yourself. How can you fight me without an altar?"

"Beiyin Xuanming."

"out!"

"Woo..."

A cold wind suddenly rose in the field, and a resentful spirit appeared out of thin air. It had a ferocious face, held a kitchen knife, and roared at Zhang Mingrui.

She had raised five resentful souls before, but now only one is left.

but……

One head is enough!

Warlocks without a magic altar are just ordinary people. Although there are many people who are capable of both martial arts and martial arts, unless they are extremely talented, it is difficult to achieve success in both areas.

"Who said I don't have a Dharma altar?"

Zhang Mingrui stretched out his big hand, pulled off the Taoist robe on his body, unfolded the inside of the Taoist robe, spread it on the ground, and stood on it.

The inside of the Taoist robe is outlined with cinnabar, which depicts the Yin, Yang and Five Elements. It is a simple altar.

"...Those who encounter the curse will be destroyed; those who encounter the curse will perish; Liu Ding Liu Jia, protect me."

"Hurry as the law dictates!"

"The Qian descends the Jing Kun, responding to the sun and the moon. It resembles the shape of Yue Du, driving away thunder and lightning. The Yuan Jing destroys evil and evil Henry... Look at my spiritual sword skills!"

A palm-sized mahogany sword flew out of his hand, hitting the resentful soul in the middle, and the most powerful Yang Qi exploded.

"Bah!"

The resentful soul screamed, and invisible sound waves swept in all directions, making Zhang Mingrui groan.

The importance of the altar is undoubtedly extremely important to the warlock. It can greatly increase the power of spells. His temporary altar can only barely support the casting of spells.

The magic altar of the enchantress Qingxia is obviously well prepared.

'However, the demon girl is injured and her energy and blood are constantly passing away. As long as she persists long enough, she will also be unable to survive. ’

‘And it’s not like I don’t have any trump cards. ’

"Fu come!"

With a low drink in his mouth, Zhang Mingrui reached out his hand to pick up a piece of talisman paper and pointed it out like a sword.

the other side.

Fang Zheng and Du Qiaoyun launched a fierce offensive.

The Xingyi Five Elements Knife is as clumsy as it is clumsy. It can chop, tease, and stab... Although its moves are simple, it has a solid foundation. The glint of the knife is chilling.

Du Qiaoyun's body was like a long snake, twisting around her fingers in unpredictable ways. When paired with the snake steps, it was even more ruthless.

but.

Yu Yanghong, holding the sword in his hand, was like a majestic mountain in front of the two of them. He could force the two of them to retreat by waving the sword casually.

The tip of the sword points to flaws.

The high-pitched, melodious scream became louder and louder, like a phoenix roaring for nine days, making the two of them breathless.

In a trance.

Fang Zheng seemed to have returned to the time when he had just become a disciple of Guo Ziziran. Although the opponent was old and weak, he could defeat him easily.

No matter how much you resist, it's useless.

The same is true for Du Qiaoyun.

She was like facing her own father, no matter how skillful she was with each move, the other party would always find a flaw.

If the two of them hadn't joined forces, they would have been defeated long ago.

"no!"

Fangzheng made two wild attacks and shouted:

"You stop him, and I'll use the Evil-Breaking Talisman to deal with him."

The Evil-Breaking Talisman can break away the evil spirits in others, and it also has a certain effect on the White Lotus magic.

"good!"

Du Qiaoyun clenched her silver teeth, screamed in her mouth, united her body and sword, and rushed towards Yu Yanghong's place, with no regard for life or death. Although she was a brave woman, she was not weak to a man.

"Uh-huh!"

Fang Zheng stepped back and took out a spiritual talisman from his body. The long knife in his right hand cut the pad of his left finger, and blood instantly flowed across the entire talisman paper.

For the talisman paper to work, it also requires mana.

Even if there is no magic power or altar, it can also be activated with the essence and blood of living people.

He couldn't draw talismans yet, but he had money and bought several high-quality talismans from Zhang Mingrui drawn by experts from Chunyang Palace.

Blood-stained talisman.

Fang Zheng's expression was stagnant, his eyes were blank, and he looked at a loss.

What's the formula?

grass!

Warlocks are really troublesome. They have to concentrate on making spells and chanting spells when fighting others. The key is that at this time, their minds go blank and they can't remember anything.

I'm bleeding!

My fingers still hurt!

"Remember me!"

Zhang Mingrui yelled:

"Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth!"

Fang Zheng concentrated his energy and drank in a low voice:

"Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth!"

"Golden Light Talisman!"

"Golden Light Talisman!"

"The ghosts are cowardly!"

"The ghosts are cowardly!"

"The monster is extinguished!"

"The monster is extinguished!"

"Hurry as the law dictates!"

"Hurry as the law dictates!"

Two streams of light suddenly appeared in the Buddhist hall, one hit the altar in the middle, and the other hit Yu Yanghong who was holding a sword in his hand.

"Peng!"

There was a muffled sound.

The altar shook slightly, and was immediately stabilized by the witch's spell. However, Yu Yanghong's expression changed drastically, his sword skills became scattered, and he was struck by sword after sword in an instant.

"puff!"

His heart was penetrated by a long knife, and his eyes were blank, as if he hadn't realized what was happening.

"Yanghong!"

Qingxia yelled, her expression suddenly changed, and she reached out to grab a token on the altar.

but……

It's too late!

A burst of black smoke suddenly poured out from Sun Die's body. The black smoke condensed and penetrated her heart.

"puff!"

My heart trembled.

Qingxia's mouth opened slightly, her face full of reluctance.

After all, he collapsed to the ground with a look of despair, his beautiful body turned into a withered skeleton in an instant, and all the energy and blood in his body flowed away quickly, melting into the ghost that appeared at an unknown time.

The ghost's body was exuding thick black smoke, its long hair was dancing like a wild snake, its eyes were as dark as the abyss, and a destructive aura swept around it.

In its arms,

And a baby.

"Wow……"

The baby cries.

The huge Buddhist hall felt like the cold winter of December 9th suddenly arrived, and the biting chill seemed to have real substance.

"ah!"

The ghost looked up to the sky and roared, the altar beside him shattered, deep cracks appeared on the ground, the dome of the Buddhist hall was crumbling, and the bricks and tiles were shattered.

"Gulu..."

Fang Zheng's throat rolled, his eyes filled with fear, he retreated behind Zhang Mingrui and whispered:

"Taoist Priest, can you protect us?"

"Ha..." Zhang Mingrui smiled bitterly:

"I can make our death not too miserable."