Zhang Shutong saw Wu Ran, who was exuding a violent killing intent, rushing towards his people, and immediately changed his face, dealing with the corpse leader, they have the talisman seal handed down by Zhang Beichong himself, but to deal with this lich protector who has lived for thousands of years, there is no external force to help.

"Five Thunder Rectification!" the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain shouted in unison!

Since there is no external force to help, it can only rely on strength. He has a total of six Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain, all of whom have reached the realm of resisting the wind, and the Taoist priests of this realm are among the best compared to the great witches of Yiding.

Although it is not far behind the ancient witches of Wuding, it is better than the number of them. Although the gap between these strengths can not be made up by numbers alone, six to one can barely narrow the gap between the two sides.

Six purple thunderbolts converged into a thicker and more powerful thunderbolt, slashing towards Wu Ran, but he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, but raised his right palm, and a mixed white cyclone swirled in the palm of his hand, turning bigger and bigger, and when he met the powerful thunder and lightning, Huo Ran pushed out the mixed white cyclone, and the thunder and lightning rushed into the white cyclone.

There was a short, muffled rattle in the cyclone, and the mixed white color was mixed with a shimmering purple. This state lasted less than a second, and the whole cyclone exploded. In order to avoid the shock wave generated by the explosion, the six Taoist priests quickly retreated some distance, and Wu Ran was also affected by this, and the speed of the pursuit was also half a point slower.

Huang Fuyi's feet stepped on Wu Zong's back for the second time, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the white and purple qi waves that exploded in the sky, and the uneasiness in his heart surged again, he shook his head lightly, and settled down, so that his spirit would not be swayed by this negative emotion.

The first time he stepped on Wu Zong's back, he stepped on it after kicking it down. When Wu Ran was furious just now, he swung out an invisible strong qi wave, indiscriminately attacking everyone here, he temporarily jumped into the air in order to avoid the qi wave. Wu Zong, who was lying on the ground at that time, suddenly felt a lightness on his back, and wondered why this martial artist suddenly let go of his feet and was about to get up, when he suddenly saw a transparent ripple in the distance that distorted the space, rippling from the direction of the Jinjiang River.

"It's Wu Ran's protector!" Wu Zong recognized the origin of that move, and knew that if he stood up and was swept away by that transparent ripple, he would definitely die. He hurriedly lowered himself again and fell back to the ground.

After the ripples passed, Wu Zong was about to get up again, but he didn't want Huang Fuyi, who had jumped into the air before, to fall back again, and the big foot that was originally stepping on his back stepped back again, and even the position and strength were exactly the same.

"Bastard!" Wu Zong yelled angrily.

Huang Fu Yi retracted his gaze looking into the air, looked down at Wu Zong, who was constantly cursing and ruthless, and said with murderous intent: "I must not keep you anymore!" He looked at the transparent skeleton on Wu Zong's back: "You can still live without the heart, what about the head?"

"You dare!" Wu Zong was shocked when he heard Huang Fuyi's murmuring voice, he knew very well that once his head was also broken, this body would not be able to retain his soul, and he would die.

Huang Fuyi stepped on Wu Zong's back with one foot, and his right hand clenched his fist to use his internal strength, and he hammered down on the back of Wu Zong's head!

"Ahh

Wu Zong heard the strong wind in the back of his head, and a layer of goosebumps instantly appeared all over his body (if his current body could still rise), and he suddenly threw his right hand back, trying to block Huang Fu Yi's falling fist.

Huang Fu Yi's fist continued to gain momentum, and it slammed into Wu Zong's raised right palm, and with a crackling sound, Wu Zong's right palm was broken into several pieces except for the wrist, and his state was miserable.

Huang Fu Yi's face also changed, his expression was strange, and then he was shocked to hear the whistling wind, he subconsciously jumped away to dodge, so that Wu Zong finally had a chance to get up again.

Huang Fuyi stood on the canopy of a big tree on the side of the road, looking at Wu Ran who was standing there in the air, who else could there be besides this old protector?

Wu Ran and Huangfu Yi glanced at each other, and there was still undisguised killing intent in their eyes. He turned his head to look at Wu Zong again, and noticed Wu Zong's abnormal right hand: "Xiao Zong, are you okay?"

"No problem, I can still fight!" Wu Zong stared at Huang Fu Yi with a fierce expression, and answered Wu Ran's question: "At least, I can kill this old beast martial artist!"

"Hmm. Wu Ran noticed Wu Zong's hateful attitude towards Huang Fu Yi, and then thought of what he heard in the small cave before, Wu Zong and Wu Heng were severely injured by the martial artist, resulting in one death and one injury, and it became clear at the moment that this old guy standing on the top of the tree should be the martial artist who made Wu Zong suffer a lot when he was in the imperial capital.

It's really a narrow road. Wu Ran no longer looked down, and refocused his attention on the six Dragon Tiger Mountain Taoist priests standing across the air from him. All six of them have to die here today!

Wu Ran rarely sent out an irreparable killing intent to his opponent, and a layer of white gas was filled around his body. According to the laws of witchcraft, the exercises practiced by shamans must have something to do with their beliefs, and the people at that time generally believed in something very powerful that they worshipped, which could be alive, dead, inanimate, or formless. For example, there are those who believe in bears, those who believe in tigers, those who believe in the sun, those who believe in strong winds, those who believe in grains, and those who believe in phoenixes. When these beliefs are reflected in the exercises, they will be transformed from magical power into totems in corresponding forms.

And Wu Ran's belief, reflected in the exercises, is a white gas without any form. It's not wind, it's chaos. Wu Ran is one of the few wizards who believes in chaos.

In the chaos, there is no distinction between yin and yang, black and white. Therefore, like whether a person is dead or alive, there is no clear limit for him, so he can cultivate these corpses that can still be used to fight even if they are dead.

Wu Ran pounced on the six veterans with a mixed white aura, and the many purple lightning bolts that attacked from the opposite side were also stopped and offset by the layer of mixed white qi covering the surface of his body.

Seeing that he was about to rush to the six people to kill, suddenly, an attack that made his eyelids jump slightly from behind him, and he casually shot a wave of mixed white qi backwards, rushing straight towards the attack that came from behind. It seemed to hear a slight muffled sound, and the white wave disappeared, and the attack continued to attack itself.

"It's kind of interesting. Wu Ran glanced back, and it turned out to be a purple gossip map drawn by True Qi, which was imprinted on his back. Wu Ran increased his strength, flicked his sleeves, and launched an even more aggressive attack, crashing into the gossip map, which was then dispersed.

After the gossip map dissipated, the person behind him was revealed, an old man in a hooded casual suit, with long hair and a long beard, looking at him with solemn eyes.

"Sealing the dust?" When Wu Ran walked the night world, he had heard of the name of the Yuqing Palace, and he also knew that there was a person named the old Taoist of sealing the dust, and he also knew a little about his Taoism.

"The chief of the dust sealing road is a family teacher. Mu Feng's expression was serious, and he still had a long sword in his hand. This is not the first time that someone has been mistaken for his master. It's just because the exercises I practiced were completely copied from the master.

When Emperor Fu Yi suppressed Wu Zong, Lin Yao went to fight the corpse, and when the six Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain were guarding the ordinary people, Mu Feng caught Yang Yu who fell from the upper floor, and placed the second junior brother who had lost the battle to a safe place, and then hurried over again, and saw that Wu Ran suppressed the six Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain, so he threw out a gossip map from behind him, temporarily relieving the crisis of the six different uncles.