Taoist Master, Stop Fighting. The Heavenly Path Is Almost Destroyed

In this life-and-death confrontation, what he gained was not just strength, not just improvement in skills, but the most precious thing he gained was the tempering of his will.

The indomitable will cuts through the fog like a sharp blade, cuts through the illusion, and cuts through the hesitation.

His strong will allows him to better grasp fighting opportunities.

His strong will allowed him to better control his whole body's strength every time he swung the sword, and his strength began to condense into one, which allowed him to better display his strength and be able to slash with seven or eight points of strength. An effect that only took a lot of effort to achieve before.

This wonderful feeling simply made Yi Chen's soul tremble with joy.

"bring it on!"

"Beat me to death with all your strength!"

"Otherwise you will be beaten to death by me."

Yi Chen held the Dragon-Slaying Sword and quickly flew towards the figure of the white-haired old man.

At this time, a burst of white light flashed, and the figures of Master Shuiyue, Master Lianhua, and Taoist Priest Qingxu slowly emerged from the black mist.

At this time, their hearts felt as heavy as a thousand-jin boulder.

They were careless, and they were accidentally trapped by the mist wall of the fog ghost. They didn't know what happened to Taoist Master Yichengzi. You must know that what Yi Chen faced was the combination of Qiandi Ni and the white-haired old man who were in a state of enhancement.

The fog ghost is a very special kind of existence among the evil spirits. It has a chaotic will, clumsy reactions, generally low intelligence, and does not even have powerful attack methods.

However, its ability to trap and block people is unique. It can not only enhance the evil spirit within its envelope, but also weaken the enemy.

She is like a nanny in the world of evil spirits. Once she fuses or cooperates with other evil spirits, she can often produce incredible effects.

Master Shuiyue, Master Lianhua, and Taoist Master Qingxu were trapped for a period of time by Wugui using his innate magic called Ghost Breaking the Wall.

"Daoist Master Yi, you must hold on."

At this time, not only Master Shuiyue and Master Lianhua, but also Taoist Qingxu, who had been rowing in the water and watching the deadly fight between Yi Chen and the white-haired old ghost, were praying in their hearts.

After all, this time and that time.

Taoist Qingxu's heart is like a bright mirror. After the fog ghost turns into an iron curtain, its movement will be restricted, but it will also block this space, which is not easy to break through.

If Yi Chen dies, the final result for the three of them will be that they will be defeated one by one and the entire army will be destroyed.

"Look!"

Master Shuiyue, who was the first to appear, said in surprise.

Her voice was clear and moving, like pearls falling on a plate, adding color to today's depressing environment.

The three of them all turned their attention to the focus of the field, the tall figure who was fighting a bloody battle with the old man in white. Everyone could not help but stare dumbfounded.

They expected Yi Chen to be covered in blood or even dead. Instead, a majestic figure wearing a Taoist robe was pressing down on the white-haired old man and slashing wildly.

Master Shuiyue once again covered her lips with her bare hands.

"It's... shocking. Could it be that Taoist Master Yi Chengzi was still hiding his strength before, and what he showed was far below his limit?"

Master Shuiyue murmured to himself in shock, his eyes moving as he followed Yi Chen's figure.

Taoist Qingxu and Master Lianhua were naturally shocked beyond measure.

Taoist Qingxu's eyes condensed and he said solemnly: "Look, everyone, the fog ghost is continuously injecting yin energy into the white-haired old ghost's body. If we can kill him so quickly, I'm afraid there are still Taoist priest Yichengzi who can kill him." It’s because these evil spirits are so anxious.”

Master Lianhua's eyes flashed with light when he heard this, and he smiled and said, "How can we let Taoist Master Yichengzi work alone in the front and focus on beauty?"

"Why don't we cast spells together to cut off the transmission of Yin Qi from the fog ghost to the white-haired old ghost, and raid the formation for Taoist Master Yichengzi, and see what other tricks these evil ghosts can do."

The three of them exchanged glances, nodded, and each used their own methods to stop the fog ghost.

The mana brilliance rushed towards the black iron curtain.

Seeing the appearance of the three people, the white-haired old ghost, who had been complaining for a long time, felt even more regretful.

Sure enough, it's a knife on the head of the word "sex".

Relying on the Yin Qi transmitted to it by Wu Gui before, it could barely hold on when faced with the sudden explosion of Yi Chen, even though it was weak.

Seconds seemed like years in its mind, and it was just looking forward to the expiration of the secret technique of the great Taoist priest who was chasing it like crazy and giving it a good beating.

As a result, the expiration time of the secret method did not come, but Yi Chen's helpers came.

"Bitterness."

With the actions of Master Lianhua and others, the already precarious situation of the white-haired old ghost became even worse.

Yi Chen wielded the Dragon-Slaying Sword and kept slashing at the white-haired old ghost. The sword became more and more violent. The Dragon-Slaying Sword cut through the air and stirred up ripples.

Seeing the three Masters Lianhua coming out, he couldn't help but smile ferociously and said:

"Stinking pen, wait for death."

"Aren't you brave?"

"Isn't it very exciting?"

"Come on, beat me to death!"

"Why did you suddenly turn into a soft-footed shrimp?"

"I want to see how long you can hold on without the support of the fog ghost to give you Yin Qi. When the time comes, I will chop you alive inch by inch."

Yi Chen immediately transformed into Gusu Murongfu, returning the favor to him in the same way, and began to return the rubbish that the white-haired old man had previously spat on him.

The poles are reversed.

The white-haired old man was so angry that he felt like vomiting blood.

At this time, Yi Chen's anode transformation had lasted less than two minutes. It was better to chase the bad guy bravely than to pretend to be the academic overlord. After he vented his anger by spraying it, he concentrated on dealing with the white-haired old ghost.

After all, it’s a long night and a lot of dreams, so it’s better to get it as soon as possible without delay.

Another clash of swords.

The ripples of vibration spread in all directions.

This time, the white-haired old ghost almost lost its grip on the spine sword in its hand, and it couldn't bear it at all.

"Niubi, do you really want to kill them all?"

"If you don't let me live, then we won't..."

Poof.

It's the sound of a sharp knife cutting flesh.

The tip of the dragon-slaying sword came out from the chest of the white-haired old ghost.

"Hold...the mud on the ground...I...the grass..."

The white-haired old ghost fell to the ground and pointed tremblingly at a yellow figure in front of him. The last two words were not spoken after all, but turned into a line of black smoke and disappeared between heaven and earth.

At this time, a stream of information appeared on Yi Chen's retina.

[You successfully killed the ghoul and obtained thirty crimson points.]

However, Yi Chen did not have time to check this information flow at this time, but shouted in the direction of Master Shuiyue: "Master, stop it quickly!"

Just now, when the white-haired old ghost was saying harsh words to Yi Chen to fight for his life, the mud that had turned into armor and attached to the white-haired old ghost released its possession, turned into a little clay man, and ran away.

Anyway, the three of them are just existences that were forcibly pinched together by the master's magic. Instead of fighting the white-haired old ghost for the last time, it is better to suffer the white-haired old ghost. It ran away in advance, and Yi Chen He also took this opportunity to directly kill the white-haired old ghost the moment it released its possession.

Qian Dini's heart was like a bright mirror, so what if the white-haired old ghost blew himself up? Even if he could fight to the death of the great priest in front of him, there would still be three people standing behind him.

After a fierce battle before, both it and the fog ghost were exhausted. If this is the end, they will definitely not be able to escape the fate of destruction in the end. It is better to leave the white-haired old ghost and take a gamble.

Just when Yi Chen finished speaking, Master Shui Yue reacted, and a transparent water dragon jumped out from the jade bottle she was carrying. Qian Di Ni was filled with yin energy and hit the transparent water dragon directly.

Splashes scattered.

Seeing this, an anthropomorphic smile appeared on the face of the little clay man who turned from the mud on the ground.

Finally, escaped.

At this moment, it heard a sound.

"Flying Fairy from Heaven!"

A sword tip came out from its chest, nailing it directly to the Iron Curtain.

It turned out that after Yi Chen shouted loudly and saw that he couldn't catch up, he used all his strength to throw the dragon-slaying sword in his hand directly, and nailed the mud evil spirits to death.

"Get out of the way!"

Yi Chen shouted loudly, and amid the shocked eyes of Master Shuiyue, Master Lianhua and Taoist Qingxu, he kicked the bluestone ground with his left foot, and a crack spread along the surrounding area.

With the powerful reaction force transmitted from the ground, Yi Chen flew towards the mud like a shell.

He pulled out the Dragon-Slaying Sword and slashed it towards the Iron Curtain formed by the mud and fog ghosts in a chop-chop manner. The Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand was danced out of its shadow, until it was pulled to the ground. Only after the mud and fog ghosts also turned into black smoke and disappeared did Yi Chen stop.

Can you still make the duck you got fly?

If the crimson dots of white flowers were gone, he would not be able to sleep at night. This was all earned by his hard work.

If someone robs him of the first kill, then he will be even more unable to hold back and must be fast.

Soon, two more streams of information appeared on Yi Chen's retina.

[You successfully killed Qiandi Mu and obtained thirty crimson points.]

[You successfully killed the Fog Ghost and obtained thirty crimson points.]

Hiss, there was a wave of wealth. Sure enough, the bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish.

Yi Chen has never felt so rich. In this wave, plus the twenty crimson points Yi Chen got from snatching the white-haired old man's hatchet, he actually gained one hundred and ten deep red points. Red dot.

This is really, really cool.

"Taoist Priest, how did you do it?"

Master Shuiyue looked at the figure of Taoist Gao in front of her and couldn't help but ask.

She was really curious about how Yi Chen could achieve such a level at such a young age.

At this time, the duration of the anode change has also arrived.

Yi Chen's body returned to its normal height. He held the dragon-slaying sword and looked at Master Shuiyue's egg-like face. He smiled gently and said, "It's natural that their will and power are inferior to mine." ”

"Everyone has their own agenda, and they have no intention to fight. Their will and strength are still under mine. Being killed by me is just a common thing."

"Their purity is too low."

After saying that, Yi Chen's face turned in the direction of Taoist Qingxu, the tip of the dragon-slaying sword went straight into the long bluestone bricks, and a cold voice sounded.

"Taoist Master Qingxu, do you think this is the case?"