I shuddered slightly, and I knew that there was finally a stronger Taoist officer rushing over.

Immediately after that, a person fell in front of me, with a powerful aura, which had already proved his identity.

"Frost!" he didn't say a word, and threw out a white spell that not only changed in the air.

Then it shattered in the air.

The air around me was just a little colder, and then snow began to form around me.

Since the ground became a lot slippery, the speed under my feet slowed down a lot.

"Attack the one who stands in our way," I shouted.

When he heard my order, he pounced without the slightest hesitation.

I took off my shoes and ran on the ice wearing only my socks.

Due to the friction of the socks, I was able to continue moving on the ice very quickly.

Then run on.

I don't dare to stop in the slightest, a Taoist official is not terrible, but if he drags it down, it will be troublesome.

The other Taoist officials should be rushing over as well.

Half of the reason why Luo Jian died was that he didn't expect my methods to be so powerful.

The man was so petty that he didn't have time to take care of me.

Seeing that I was about to reach the door not far away, I was also relieved that my worst fears had not happened.

"Little Bit is gone. I shouted.

The little one rushed down to my shoulder with a whoosh.

"Dao Fa! "Suddenly, I heard a voice in my ear.

Then I fell to my knees with an uncontrollable thud, unable to move.

I don't know when there was also a white-haired middle-aged man standing at the door of my east gate, with a cold face with a flat face.

One of his fingers was pointing at me.

He didn't throw out any spells just now, but directly recited the Dao Method.

This kind of ability is only possessed by the Doji!

Did it still alarm Doji?

That's the last thing I want to see.

If you say it, I might still be able to escape, but if you say it, it's too powerful.

It is almost impossible to escape.

But this also means that the attention is all on me, and it is easier for Chen Muqing to go out if he wants to.

I tried to stand up, but my body was like a stone that was being pressed against a thousand catties, and I saw that the Taoist Heavenly Master behind me was about to catch up.

Even if the odds are small, how do you know if you don't fight!

I gritted my teeth. "Get up, !!"

Red Rosa also seemed to sense what I was thinking. The yin qi above rose with a loud sound, and my body emitted a yin qi as thick as black smoke, as if it was an evil spirit.

I gritted my teeth and struggled with all my might.

Finally, I slowly stood up.

Then walked in his direction.

"Oh, you can still get up?" the white-haired Michiji was a little incredulous.

But then he stretched out his index finger and pressed it hard.

This time, I just lay on the ground.

The marble on the floor was shattered.

Under the strong suppression, my body began to bleed.

But I didn't give in.

I gritted my teeth and trembled to stand up, and every centimeter I lifted was put under a lot of pressure.

"I still remember!" the white-haired man slammed again.

I finally couldn't bear the red yarn anymore.

"Bang!"

It shattered and turned into rags.

I was lying on the ground again.

A mouthful of blood ran down the corner of his mouth.

My organs felt badly damaged.

Sure enough, there is an irreparable gap between my strength and that of Doji, and even the red yarn has been ruined in my struggle.

It's a pity that although the red Luo Sha is powerful, it can only compete with the realm of the resentful spirit for the first time.

Even the resentful spirit of Xiao Budian was stunned in the middle stage, how could it possibly resist Daoji.

Doji is really still an existence that I look up to, and I can't compete with it at all.

It seems that there is no longer a chance.

But I don't have any regrets, Ye Zizai's family should have been saved by Chen Muqing.

In fact, when I came this time, I had already taken life and death away.

As long as the plan can be successful.

That's why a few days ago, I put together all the places I wanted to go and my unfamiliar wishes.

My life can be said to have been saved by Ye Zizai, if he hadn't helped me at the beginning, I might have been a dry bone.

Who will live until now?

Give him back your life.

Blood kept pouring down the corners of my mouth.

The white-haired Michiji walked over, and the others bowed respectfully, and then stepped back.

"Yes, if you are young, you can resist my Taoism with perseverance, but it's a pity that you dare to make trouble in Taoism. ”

"What's going on?" asked the white-haired Michiji.

He didn't know what it was yet.

A Taoist officer walked out. "Report to Dao Si, this guy is the Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master Hall, and he is also a Yin Yang Merchant. Just now he killed Deacon Luo Jian, as well as his younger brother Luo Bing!"

The white-haired Michiji frowned.

He didn't care about the former, but the words of the Yin Yang Merchant were still a bit tricky.

He began to have trouble, because the Yin and Yang merchants had always had business dealings with their Taoists.

He had intended to put me to death in front of the public, to appease the wrath of the people.

But now I'm a yin-yang businessman, and I'm still listed.

"What's this guy's name?" asked the white-haired Michiji.

"Oh, this guy's name is Liu Wei. One of the disciples immediately reported to work.

"What! he's Liu Wei!!"

The white-haired Taoist immediately felt bitter in his heart, doesn't this mean that he injured the beloved disciple of the Zixia Fairy!

Fairy Zixia is now in retreat, and if she knows about it, she won't be able to be herself.

I saw the white-haired Michiji cough.

"Liu Wei, I'm also doing business, I hope you don't blame me, in addition, I'll give you a chance. If you can leave the Third Realm on your own, then I won't care about you!"

"Everyone else is out of the way!"

When many Taoist soldiers heard this, they all got out of the way.

At this moment, a Zen phrase came from a distance.

"Amitabha, good, good, it seems that I am not too late. ”

I turned my head with difficulty to follow the voice, and a monk appeared not far away.