Chapter 146: Walking Corpse Man Demon

The thin Taoist snorted coldly, and the windless Taoist priest suddenly fell to the ground trembling as if he had been struck by lightning, his hands and feet twitched almost spasmodically, and his mouth begged for mercy, "Master, spare your life, spare your life, the disciple doesn't dare anymore, don't dare." ”

"In the future, it's better to be smarter, for the teacher now that the breakthrough is imminent, such a peerless furnace that is rare to see in a hundred years, do you want to get involved? Don't pee and take care of what kind of virtue you are!" The thin Taoist flicked the sleeves of his tattered robe, knocking the windless Taoist priest to the ground and flying out, his vest hit an old tree before stopping, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of disbelief and panic.

"This old thing has actually reached the peak of the Great Perfection realm, and he is only one step away from breaking through, and now he has met this banshee, is it really God who helped him?" The windless Taoist priest pressed his hand to his chest, struggled to sit up, leaned on the trunk of the old tree, and quietly looked at the thin Taoist not far away, although he had greeted all the women of his ancestors in the eighteenth generation in his heart, but his eyes and emotions did not dare to show the slightest.

"I know what you're thinking, don't worry, although the old man knows that you have bad intentions, but the old man promised your mother that as long as the old man is alive, he will ensure your prosperity and wealth. The thin Taoist said with his back to Wufeng, but the person had already slowly walked to the front of the Big Dipper Seven Killing Array, and stretched out his hand to grab it slightly.

"Click!"

At the moment when the thin Daoist's fingers touched the blue light, a yin thunder suddenly fell, eight bluestone jade talismans spun wildly, and the Dao Dao electric snake danced and fell, and the ground rubble that hit it flew wildly, and the green smoke scorched the earth.

"Three talents and five elements formation? hehe, that willow is indeed a formation wizard, it is a pity that he can't be used by me. The thin Taoist let the Taoist electric snake fall on his body, not afraid at all, sighed, raised his hand and grabbed a piece of the lowest floating bluestone jade talisman, and in an instant the five fingers became pitch black as ink, and even fine scales emerged, not like human hands more like animal claws, a little harder, click, a crack appeared on the surface of the bluestone jade talisman, and then broke from it, and instantly the whole body aura was dissipated, and was thrown to the ground by the thin Taoist casually, shattered into powder.

The operation of the large array is like mechanical work, one part is damaged, and the whole machine cannot run, and the thin Taoist easily crushed a bluestone jade talisman, and the entire Sancai and Five Elements Array was also broken in an instant, and the remaining seven jade talismans floating in the air trembled for a while, and finally fell to the ground weakly, and the blue light was introverted, and without the support of the willow true qi, it was useless.

Du Kang, who was slightly injured, pressed one hand on the wound on Du Kang's chest, and used his own true qi to heal him, only to find that no matter how much true qi he transported into Du Kang's body, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, never returning, and there was no effect at all.

Seeing that Yang Liu was killed and the Sancai and Five Elements Array was broken, this thin Taoist with a mysterious origin approached step by step, and he was secretly anxious in his heart, and he didn't realize that a fine sweat had oozed from his forehead.

His eyes fell on An Ruoxi's face, who was standing with his hands hanging not far away, his expression was stunned, and then he thought about it suddenly, pointed his finger at the thin Taoist who had approached him, and asked sharply, "You are the corpse demon Tang Junming who fled into the 100,000 mountains of Jedi thirty years ago, and he didn't see anyone alive or dead!?"

The thin Taoist smiled and nodded, his footsteps stopped, his dry fingers gently twisted the two strands of beard, and looked at Wei with interest, "You are the eight-clawed dragon python that failed to cross the tribulation in Huangshan and did not die?"

As soon as these words came out, not only was he slightly surprised, but even the windless Taoist priest who was reaching out to hold An Ruoxi's chest suddenly changed his expression, his grasping five fingers froze, and his eyes were hot when he looked at Weiwei, his throat rolled, and he couldn't help but grunt.

"How do you know?" The slight phoenix eyes narrowed, the expression was cold, the tequila sword above his head shook the nine heavens, constantly trembling, the Dao Dao blue light flashed, and the cold sword qi was painful even if it was more than ten meters apart.

The thin Taoist raised his head and laughed loudly, arrogant and free, and the laughter rumbled, and the sound shook in all directions, like a violent wind whistling by, and even suppressed the sword chant of the tequila.

"If it's really you, the sky has eyes, the sky has eyes, I, Tang Junming, are now coming back, and I will definitely sweep the Central Plains, with your help, don't say that it is those so-called defenders, even those old immortals I can kill them, wonderful, wonderful!" The thin Taoist stroked his palms and laughed, stepped forward, and grabbed his big dry hand towards his chest.

"Kill!" said coldly slightly, the tequila turned into a streamer, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, piercing the eyebrows of the thin Taoist, and before the sword arrived, the murderous aura had already blown Tang Junming's hair upside down.

"Ding!"

The thin Taoist was not afraid, stretched out a finger, and lightly tapped on the tip of the tequila sword, only to hear a sound like a collision of gold and jade, the tequila flew out in a mournful roar, and was deeply inserted into the trunk of an old tree, the branches trembled, and the fallen leaves fell.

"It's a pity, although you didn't die after the catastrophe, but your most important natal dragon ball was lost, and now your strength is not one in ten, and you are not the opponent of the old man," the thin Taoist said and raised his hand to shoot out a black light, which will suppress Weiwei, no matter how Weiwei struggles, he can't rush out.

The withered Taoist sleek's dry palm pinched the slightly delicate neck, lifted the slight head hard, looked down at a pair of eyes full of anger, took a deep breath, and the faint fragrance was refreshing, "Hehe, jasmine fragrance, the old man likes it, you can press the past miracle under your body and ravage it, everything you have to be devoured by the old man, just thinking about it makes me excited inexplicably, how many years, no woman can make the old man feel so excited." ”

"Then you are either impotent or incompetent," Du Kang's voice was weak, struggling to straighten his upper body, and with a slight movement, blood flowed from his chest from the fingers of his palms that were slightly pressed on the wound, but Du Kang was so resolute.

"Huangkou Xiaoer, dare to insult the old man, the old man will refine you into a corpse slave today, but you can rest assured, I will keep your sanity and let you see with your own eyes how this banshee was trained by the old man to become a meat-only man... The greedy and the slaved. ”

The voice of the thin Taoist was gloomy, and he grabbed it under the palm of his dry hand, and he actually inserted it into Du Kang's dantian at once, and the magic power was running, and an invisible suction force involved Du Kang's essence and blood and spirit all poured into his body, and Du Kang watched his body wither, his skin atrophied, and his meridians dried up.

"If you dare to touch Sister Chu's cold hair, even if I am a ghost in Huangquan, I will let your soul fly away, and you will never be able to live forever!" Du Kang gritted his teeth and cursed, grunting blood gushing out of his mouth, and with a pair of hands, he desperately grabbed the "devil's claw" that was inserted into his dantian.

The thin Taoist was unmoved, grinning and letting out a cold smirk, and the palm of his hand was violently thrust in again, and the painful Du Kang snorted, and his body spasmed uncontrollably.

"Little guy, don't say that you want to be refined into a corpse slave by me, even if you go to Huangquan and become a little ghost, what can you do with me?"

"I said why do you have a treasure aura on you, I see. The thin Taoist threw the three-machine that was still stained with Du Kang's blood in his palm twice, raised his leg and kicked Du Kang to the side mercilessly...