Sign in to the Heavenly Master Palace, the Downhill Is Invincible

The Jiuxiao Talisman is all-encompassing, and there are countless Talisman Dharma Gates.

The exorcism talisman is just one of the lowest-level demon-repelling talismans.

But no matter how low-level the talismans are, they still need aura to activate them.

This made Xu Cheng look forward to the power of the talisman.

After all, when he was practicing Talisman just now, the introduction was very good.

As soon as the exorcism talisman came out, the entire first floor of the Town Demon Tower shook.

Some of the people imprisoned in the iron fence showed horror, some were very curious, and some sneered with disdain.

Xu Cheng raised his eyes and looked at the Changhe River not far in front of him, across the fence.

Changhe Dong's eyes showed a trace of fear, he took a few steps back, and then gritted his teeth and shouted: "What's the matter? I'm in this iron cage, can you get in?"

"Get in?"

Xu Cheng smiled lightly, his figure changed, and the talisman paper in his hand had disappeared.

In the iron cage that locked Changhe East, a figure that was the same as Xu Cheng's figure appeared, raised his hand, and stuck his fingertip talisman on Changhe East's chest.

Ten thousand avatars!

Chang Hedong waved his hand in horror, and Xu Cheng in front of him had disappeared.

"Om—"

The golden runes on the talisman attached to Changhe's chest circulated like spirit snakes, ringing bells.

Chang He Dong showed a painful look, and wanted to reach out to tear off the talisman, but he couldn't do it.

"what--"

"Lingniang, hurry up, I can't control myself—"

"Don't come here, I will kill you! Go!"

...

Changhe roared like a beast, knelt on the ground and howled in pain.

He held his head up, tears streaming down his face.

"Hehe, after thirty years, I finally saw Lingniang again..."

A series of dark magic lines climbed up Changhe's chest, and then penetrated into his cheeks and forehead.

"Why struggle...isn't it good to be a demon..."

A ferocious look appeared on the east side of the Changhe River, tearing his hair with both hands, and let out a low growl that didn't sound like a human voice.

On the first floor of the Demon Town Tower, many people backed away in horror, and a few people watched with gloomy expressions.

Changhe just howled for a while, wailed for a while, and rolled on the ground.

After drinking a cup of tea, his whole body was shaken, and the magic patterns dispersed.

"Om—"

The talisman on his chest ignited without wind and turned into ashes.

Changhe, who fell on the ground, salivated at the corners of his mouth, had tears at the corners of his eyes, and his whole body twitched.

He grinned at Xu Cheng and squeezed out a smile.

"Boy, thank you..."

Xu Cheng took a few steps forward, went to the iron fence and squatted down, playing with his taste: "Don't worry, you killed so many people, how could I let you get rid of your demonic nature so easily?"

"I will let you suffer slowly from the pain of the demonic erosion."

He stood up under Changhe's fearful gaze, and then scanned his surroundings.

"Don't worry, come one by one, I'm afraid you will almost forget the feeling of being enchanted?"

A series of golden exorcism talismans appeared around him, and then they were slapped on the chests of those locked behind the fence by Wanhua clones.

"what--"

"what--"

"Boy, you are courting death—"

...

Xu Cheng turned around and looked at the half-step master who had threatened him before.

"Are you not enchanted?"

The exorcism talisman was slapped on his chest, but it had no effect at all, it was still a piece of talisman paper.

"Enchanted? Why should I be enchanted?"

The burly man grinned, and cruelty flashed in his eyes: "It's just that I killed more people and did more evil things. You stinky Taoist priests are too lenient."

He stared at Xu Cheng with a sneer on his face: "Your broken talisman is useless to me, what can you do to me?"

He reached out and grabbed the talisman on his chest, tearing it into pieces.

The shattered talismans turned into clouds and dissipated.

Exorcism charms are naturally ineffective for people who are not demonic.

"How about you?"

Xu Cheng walked over step by step, looking at the iron sign in front of the iron fence of this bearded and strong man.

"He Lianshu, a martial artist in a difficult situation in the Northern Territory, was originally a disciple of Buddhist laymen. In order to practice advanced martial arts, he destroyed the mountain gate and massacred ninety-six people from the top and bottom of the mountain gate."

"Practice Buddhist boxing, copper tendons and iron bones, don't get close to it easily."

Seeing Xu Cheng approaching, He Lianshu licked his lips slightly.

"Buddhist boxing? I want to see it."

Xu Cheng walked up to the iron fence, stretched out his hands, held the fence as thick as his arm, and pulled it lightly.

Under Helian Shu's horrified gaze, the iron fence was twisted like noodles, leaving a gap for one person to enter and exit.

Xu Cheng stepped into the iron fence and stood in front of He Lianshu.

"what--"

He Lianshu clenched his fists, took a step forward, and smashed his head at Xu Cheng.

Although this punch did not have the blessing of real energy, it could be discerned from the sound of the punch, at least a thousand catties of strength.

"Just this little power?"

Xu Cheng smiled lightly, raised his right arm, and greeted him with his fist.

"Snapped--"

He Lianshu's eyes widened, with a look of pain on his face, he clenched his fists and backed away repeatedly.

His finger bones were broken.

Xu Cheng has cultivated his innate skills, swallowed the Nine Grade Pills, and continuously polished his Tiangang boxing skills. Even steel and iron bones are not much better than tofu dregs in front of him.

Retreating to the foot of the wall, Helian Shu turned fierce again, swooped forward, and stepped forward again.

"I tore you apart!"

With a loud shout, he raised his hands like an eagle spreading its wings.

A sense of confusion arose spontaneously.

"This is the Buddhist technique? How capable."

Xu Cheng's eyes lit up, his figure moved forward instead of retreating, and he punched out with small steps.

"boom--"

Half a zhang away, Xu Cheng's fist turned into a star-studded wandering dragon, and hit He Lianshu's chest with his fist, throwing him flying out with blood spattered.

Seeing He Lianshu struggling on the ground and unable to get up, Xu Cheng scratched his head in embarrassment, and threw a elixir over.

"I'm sorry, I used too much strength, you take this healing medicine first, and I will come back to beat you in three days."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked out of the iron fence, then turned back to restore the iron fence, then looked up at the other iron fences that were not affected by the exorcism charm, and walked slowly.

Holding the fourth-grade healing medicine in his hand, He Lianshu vomited blood, with a dazed look on his face.

Rank four pills, he had only managed to grab one or two of them back then.

He Lianshu closed his eyes, took the elixir, sat cross-legged, and began to heal his wounds when he heard the sound of "bang bang bang" in his ears.

If the injury is not healed, he will definitely be beaten to death next time.

…………

Three hours later, the door of the Demon Suppressing Pagoda opened wide. Xu Cheng tidied up his somewhat messy clothes and walked out slowly.

After walking a few steps, he stopped, turned his head, glanced over those frightened faces, and said softly, "I'll come back in three days."

After he finished speaking, he walked away, and after a few steps, he turned back and said, "I forgot to say, my name is Xu Cheng, you can call me Little Heavenly Master."

"Little Celestial Master..."

Watching Xu Cheng leave, whispers came from the first floor of the Town Demon Tower.

"This guy doesn't look like a Taoist priest from Tianshi Palace at all, he has such great strength, hiss—"

"Damn it, this talisman is really terrible."

"Hehe, I don't have any activities like this, it's quite comfortable to be beaten..."

...

Seeing Xu Cheng walking out of the Demon Suppressing Tower, the fat Zihe was slightly taken aback.

He looked up and down, and seeing that Xu Cheng was unharmed, he snorted coldly and sat back to his original place.

Xu Chengshi walked down the steps abruptly.

"Little Heavenly Master, are you, that, all right?"

Yuan Siyuan, who had been waiting in the distance, rushed over and looked at Xu Cheng with a strange expression.

"You want something to happen to me?"

Xu Cheng said angrily.

"No, no, I can rest assured that you are fine, little celestial master. I will go back and report to Elder Zeng."

Yuan Siyuan cupped his hands and ran towards the front hall in a hurry.

Xu Cheng folded his hands and walked towards the Liuyun thatched cottage with a smile on his lips.

This exercise of muscles and bones was really refreshing, and he began to look forward to coming to the Demon Town Tower next time.