Martial Cultivator

A battle between monks on both sides who have no cultivation level, but it looks extremely weird. The middle-aged Taoist has many methods. Even without cultivation level, he can still show the terrifying aspects of the monks in the Forgetting Realm. If The person standing opposite him was not Chen Chao. Perhaps even a monk with cultivation in the Sea of ​​Bitterness Realm would have died long ago.

But the person standing opposite him was just a martial artist in the Sea of ​​Bitterness realm who had no cultivation, but he still carried it for a long time.

The middle-aged Taoist frowned slightly, his eyes suddenly filled with murderous intent.

But a moment later, a talisman appeared in front of him. Before Chen Chao could react, the talisman shattered and turned into golden light, floating between heaven and earth.

The middle-aged Taoist stretched out his hand to wipe it, and golden light flashed across his fingertips, and a bright light appeared on his fingertips. .🅆.🄲

In an instant, between heaven and earth, an extremely terrifying aura was born here, and a majestic meaning appeared between the two of them. The middle-aged Taoist broke this talisman, which was called a spiritual talisman. In fact, many monks considered it useless. It was a cultivator. The qi energy stored in the talisman is for powerful monks. Even after the talisman is torn apart, the qi energy is dispersed and cannot cause any loss at all. This is usually a means used by some monks to make up for their own lack of qi energy, but often There is a huge gap between the stored qi and the final absorbed qi, and the gain outweighs the loss. Therefore, this kind of talisman has always been regarded as useless, but I did not expect that this middle-aged Taoist could actually own one at this moment.

In this moment, although he failed to regain the terrifying strength of Monk Wangyou, he at least had the peak strength of the other side.

Facing the peak blow from the other side of the Monk Wangyou, let alone Chen Chao who had no cultivation at the moment, even if he had, he would not be an opponent at all.

The middle-aged Taoist glanced at Chen Chao and said nothing. He just stretched out his finger and pointed it between his eyebrows.

If the middle-aged Taoist glanced at him before, there were violent storms and turbulent waves, then now that the middle-aged Taoist truly has the strength of the other side realm, this point out is the real means of killing!

The qi in the talisman was poured into it by the middle-aged Taoist himself. Now he took it out without any discomfort. A golden light rushed out in an instant. Between the sky and the earth, the wind and clouds surged, and the tree The long-dead ancient trees also began to shake, and some special sounds were heard from the Enlightenment Platform.

Qing Niu looked at it not far away, his eyes full of horror.

It was not mistaken. This middle-aged Taoist must be a popular figure in the world. His every move and gesture contained a magnanimity that no one could have imagined!

At this moment, the scene between heaven and earth is magnificent.

The middle-aged Taoist who briefly possessed cultivation finally made people realize how powerful he really is, and what kind of existence the infatuated Master Zhang Lu is. At this moment, the tip of the iceberg has been revealed.

An incomparably mysterious aura appeared here, flowing out from the fingertips as white as a woman and heading towards the heaven and earth.

Chen Chao's black hair was blown by the breath. It was a neutral and peaceful breath. It didn't have the sharpness of a swordsman, and there was no other feeling, only a plainness. This was the same as the middle-aged Taoist in front of him. , look down on worldly affairs, and can erase everything you want to erase by raising your hand.

It was extremely difficult for Chen Chao to be an enemy of such a person.

But giving up is never the hardest thing, the hardest thing

I know that there will be no results, but I am still willing to try harder.

He had nowhere to run.

At this moment, he could only wave the knife in his hand.

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Chen Chao could always grasp the best opportunity to swing his sword countless times, but at this moment, although he found the best opportunity, the sword failed to fall.

That terrifying aura stopped his knife and everything about him.

Chen Chao gritted his teeth, but the knife couldn't fall.

He could only watch as the finger headed towards his eyebrows, unable to stop it.

A flash of helplessness flashed in Chen Chao's eyes. In fact, he had already had the idea to take out the page full of golden words at the right time, but he never had the chance.

The pressure from the middle-aged Taoist opposite him was so great that he had no chance to make any move.

And even more so at this moment.

That's too late……

There was a trace of regret in Chen Chao's eyes.

He thought about a hundred ways he could die, and even thought about the possibility of dying in this ancient ruins, but he never thought that the one who wanted to kill him was one of the most powerful figures in the world.

The Taoist priest in the realm of forgetfulness and infatuation...

When the gap is really too big, all means actually seem ridiculous and meaningless.

Soon, the woman-like finger fell on Chen Chao's eyebrows.

It seemed like just a tap.

Chen Chao only heard a buzzing sound.

An extremely violent sound exploded in his mind.

It was like a bell ringing in his mind, causing him to lose all consciousness in an instant.

The middle-aged Taoist's expression was calm. At this moment, a blood stain opened between Chen Chao's eyebrows. The blood flowed out along the wound and rolled down from his eyebrows.

That long line of blood separates the two sides of a face.

Chen Chao closed his eyes tightly and his face was extremely pale at the moment.

The middle-aged Taoist suddenly raised his eyebrows.

Because after Chen Chao's eyebrows split, what happened next was not as he thought.

Chen Chao's head didn't explode.

Although his cultivation at this moment was not at the Wangyou state, it was still at the peak of the other side. At this moment, he pointed out that the most important outcome that should happen was Chen Chaoshen's death.

not at all.

The middle-aged Taoist's face changed slightly, and he didn't think about the reason for this, but then he forced out all the remaining energy from his fingertips.

He wants to see what he wants to see.

But the next moment, he frowned again.

Right in front of his eyes, white mist poured out from between Chen Chao's eyebrows.

Those white mist are like a line

Green smoke kept pouring out from the center of Chen Chao's eyebrows, with golden threads still attached.

The white mist mixed with golden threads blocked those terrifying auras.

Then it began to eat away at those breaths.

The middle-aged Taoist's fingertips were stained with the white mist, and he felt a special feeling. He did not hesitate and retracted his fingers in an instant.

But the white mist still spread.

After encountering the white mist, those terrifying auras were eventually swallowed up and then disappeared.

The green bull monster shouted, "Zhenren, something is wrong with him!"

It had been silent, and had not said anything from the beginning to now. But now, after seeing the white mist, it suddenly spoke, its voice full of horror.

The middle-aged Taoist glanced at it and said nothing, but the emotion in his eyes was clear.

Qingniu said, "Master, don't you think these white mist are exactly the same as the white mist of that big formation!"

The middle-aged Taoist raised his eyebrows slightly. He could naturally see that the white mist filling the Chen Dynasty in front of him was exactly the same as the white mist of those large formations, but he did not think deeply about entering this ruins. , was the white mist invaded the body, wouldn't something like this happen?

Qing Niu also understood the middle-aged Taoist's thoughts at this moment, and screamed, "Master, even if the white mist is sucked into the body, there will only be some, not too much!"

The middle-aged Taoist understood the second half of the unfinished sentence.

He didn't hesitate, and a talisman suddenly appeared at his fingertips.

Although the white mist was strange, it didn't necessarily pose any threat to him.

But just when he was holding this talisman, the middle-aged Taoist realized that something was wrong.

There was a gust of wind between heaven and earth.

No.

Not the wind.

The middle-aged Taoist clearly felt that at this moment, there was a strange aura flowing between heaven and earth, coming from outside the mountain and pouring into the mountain.

what is that?

He raised his head and looked at the sky.

There is an extremely strange scene in the distance.

There are countless white mists coming here at the moment. The white mist is overwhelming and soon covers the world.

At this moment, the middle-aged Taoist's face became a little ugly. Even though he still wanted to crush the talisman in his hand, he found that he no longer had the ability.

The oppression of heaven and earth at this moment has reached an extremely terrifying level.

Bang!

Qingniu knelt down.

Faced with this terrifying suppression, it could no longer stand firm. At this moment, it could only kneel down, looking extremely miserable.

"Makoto, save me!"

It looked at the middle-aged Taoist pleadingly, but found that the middle-aged Taoist's body was also trembling slightly at this moment. This infatuated Master Zhanglu was standing between heaven and earth at this moment, and he was also suffering from great pressure. His Taoist robe was already Threads began to break.

As the real person in charge of Chixin Guan, it is natural that the Taoist robes on his body are not the same.

It is a mortal thing, not to mention invulnerable to water and fire. Even an ordinary monk would be unable to cut it open no matter what, but at this moment, his robe was falling apart.

This shows what kind of oppression he is suffering.

And over there, Chen Chao, the blood between his brows continued to flow out, and the black robe on his body had long been broken, revealing his body full of scars.

The white mist enveloped him.

The middle-aged Taoist's face was solemn.

Everyone in the world just thinks that the realm of Wangyou is the end of cultivation, but only beings like them know that there must be another realm above the realm of Wangyou, and that realm must have been in this Rongshan Sect. existed.

If you can overcome Wangyou, you may not be able to live forever, but you will definitely be able to easily kill the monks in the Wangyou realm!

Facing these strange things, the middle-aged Taoist's face became extremely ugly.

There were already cracks under his feet, and there were even countless bones creaking all over his body.

He was like a house with air leakage from all sides at the moment, as if it could collapse in an instant.

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The white mist keeps coming, and the sacred mountain like a fairyland is now wrapped in it, making it impossible to see any trace.

The Qingniu's limbs have been broken. He can only lie on the ground at the moment, looking here miserably. He doesn't know what his outcome will be, but it is clear that if this trend continues today, it will definitely Die here.

"Ah! I really don't want to die!"

It began to scream.

It's not because of physical pain, but actually more because of fear.

What a wonderful thing it is to be alive, and it will definitely be a disappointment if it dies like this.

The middle-aged Taoist had no expression on his face and was just reciting a passage of Taoist scriptures silently. He could not recover his cultivation at this moment, but reciting this Taoist scriptures could temporarily calm his mood.

He needs to break the game.

After finally cultivating to his level, if he died here, it would be extremely unworthy for him.

Not only did he have to survive, he also had to get the elixir.

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There are more and more white fogs.

It seemed that the entire white mist outside Rongshan Sect had gathered at this place.

Between heaven and earth, there was thick white mist everywhere. Even the middle-aged Taoist could not clearly see Chen Chao in front of him at this moment.

Even if they are just so close to each other.

Everything in heaven and earth is white mist.

The middle-aged Taoist saw the white mist moving slowly towards Chen Chao. Soon, Chen Chao would turn into a huge cicada chrysalis.

Maybe not.

It is an extremely white cocoon.

The middle-aged Taoist had some curiosity in his eyes.

Even he, after so many years of practice, has never seen such a scene.

What's this?