"Lose your heart, lose your conscience!" Above the sky, the drunken Taoist who saw a pile of blood and a pile of corpses was so angry that he trembled all over, and his face was red.

Whether in the original book or in reality, this guy is a kind and righteous person.

Take a look at the things he did in the original biography of the swordsman of Shushan, the green robe of the Baiman Mountain, went to the bottom of the sea to destroy the Ziyun Palace, ran to the outer heaven god mountain to kill what 10,000-year-old monster, in short, he is the representative of the swordsman, the representative of justice, where there is evil, there is him.

This kind of overly righteous swordsman may be praised by outsiders, but it will definitely not be appreciated by the sect. It's like the drunken Taoist did so many good things in the original book, but in the end, because he failed to bring benefits to the Shushan faction, he was decisively alienated and became a marginal character.

In fact, this result cannot be said to be bad, because the mind of a drunken Taoist is not suitable for being a person in power. Relatively speaking, Qi Shuming, who has a black belly and a very deep city mansion, is a good candidate for the head of the city.

It was also under his leadership that Shushan truly became the overlord of the cultivation world. From this point of view, the White Bone Spirit actually admired him quite a bit.

Xu was accustomed to seeing life and death, and the white bone spirit actually wandered in front of such a tragic scene, until the drunken Taoist beside him roared angrily and made a bold move, which pulled his thoughts back.

"Boom!" The skull flying sword grew countless times larger under the control of the drunken Daoist, and with an endless sharp sword, it landed violently, obviously moving in real anger.

The green-robed ancestor was also very angry in his heart. From Miao Jiang to the Central Plains, he finally caught so many extreme yin women, just after the blood was released, ready to sacrifice to the evil god, for a look, a giant sword fell from the sky, rushed at him and Xueding, it was really unlucky to get home.

Putting away the blood tripod as quickly as possible, the green-robed ancestor dodged the flying sword and shouted angrily: "Stinky Daoist, who are you, you can't find death?!"

"The one who killed you. The drunken Daoist controlled the huge flying sword and slammed into the body of the green-robed ancestor at high speed.

The green-robed hands turned into devil's claws, and punched and slapped on the huge flying sword, but the force on it was constantly retreating, and finally it was actually crashed into the pitch-black mountain peak.

As an artifact, the sharpness of the skeleton flying sword naturally goes without saying, the huge mountain peak was directly cut, and the green-robed ancestor quickly dodged the edge of the flying sword.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the green-robed ancestor was about to flee. The drunken Taoist waved his hand, and thirty-six immortal swords surrounded the first in a hundred miles, forming a closed space.

"The green robe suffers death!" the drunken Daoist made a sword trick in his hand, and the huge flying sword instantly came to the top of the green robe's head and rushed down.

Although the cultivation of the two of them is between the best, the drunken Taoist with the artifact is enough to press the green robe to the ground and rub it, which is also the key to the drunken Taoist saying that he is ninety percent sure.

"Damn Taoist, don't push me, or you'll regret it. The green robe shouted, and the fierce light in his blue eyes was blazing.

The drunken Daoist's face was solemn, he no longer spoke, and changed his sword technique at will, and the huge flying sword suddenly turned into thousands of long swords with cold light flickering, roaring towards the green-robed ancestor, making him unable to dodge.

"Boom, boom, boom......" Even though the green robe tried his best to strengthen his defense, many long swords pierced his body, injecting billowing dead qi into it.

The green robe's face changed, he gritted his teeth, his heart was ruthless, and he summoned the big tripod full of blood, and at the moment when the big tripod was shattered by the long sword, he put his hand into the blood, and began to recite the evil spell silently, summoning the evil god with blood.

When the summoning was opened, the entire altar was sealed by an inexplicable force, and even the skeleton flying sword was frozen in mid-air.

Of course, this is not because of the power of summoning evil spells, but because the drunken Dao people have not really refined the Skeleton Flying Sword, otherwise this level of power would not be able to imprison the artifact at all.

In the distance, the white bone spirit smelled a hint of bad smell, said hello to the drunken Taoist, and ran away.

Although he also wanted to stay and watch the excitement, it was more important to see his life.

When he really ran away, the still altar finally returned to normal, and the drunken Taoist withdrew his skeletal flying sword, looking at the void not far ahead, as if facing a great enemy.

There, a large hole opened in the void, and a huge beast arm covered with blood-red hair stretched out from it, and the blood-red hair swallowed all the blood in mid-air.

"Whew!" After devouring the blood, the huge beast's arms lengthened again, and the beast's paws grabbed at the drunken Taoist in mid-air. A stormy wave of power crashed into the void, and a thick hurricane appeared around the beast's paws.

The blade of the flying sword in the drunken Dao man's hand instantly became hundreds of times larger, and it slashed heavily on the beast's palm, cutting out deep scars that could be seen in the bones.

In the cracked void, a violent beast roar was faintly heard, and the scars on the beast's palms healed rapidly, and returned to normal in a moment.

The drunken Daoist was horrified in his heart, but he did not have the slightest fear.

Even if it is an evil god, what can it be? Being restricted by the Heavenly Dao of the Double Heaven, it is impossible for him to cross over with his true body. If it's just a beast's paw, you have an artifact in your hand, and you may not be able to cross the border to challenge.

"Boom!" the beast's paw slapped the void again, and the entire void distorted under this tremendous force.

The drunken Taoist gave up the exquisite sword technique, and used the artifact directly as a broadsword, and the moves opened and closed widely, and slashed at the beast's palm with extreme ferocity.

Finally, they collided, and the beast's paw was almost split by the sharp flying sword, and the drunken Taoist was also knocked flying by the shock force transmitted from the flying sword.

The roar in the void crack became more violent, and the whole heaven and earth seemed to tremble in this roar, and the dense red hair of the beast's palm spewed blood light, constantly healing the wound.

The drunken Taoist coughed up blood in his mouth, but his eyes burst with bright light: "It hurts, right? I don't know if the sacrifice offered by the green robe is worth the price you pay." ”

After the scars on the beast's paws healed, the hairs on its paws suddenly straightened up, turning like steel needles in the continuous spurting of blood mist, flashing with an astonishing cold light.

"Boom!" The evil god's arm danced, and the beast's paw crushed down like a steel needle ball, and the drunken Taoist swung his flying sword and hit the steel needle ball, only breaking countless steel needle-like hairs, but it failed to really hurt the beast's paw.

"The evil god is really angry, stinky Taoist, it is you who die!" the green robe stood above the altar, listening to the roar of the evil god in the void, roaring madly.

The hard-won path to promotion was ruined by this Taoist priest, and now he just wants him to die, and his soul will be annihilated!8)