These talismans emitted a faint red light, floating on the old Taoist priest's body, clinging to those wounds, which were thought to be healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is the art of Zhu Yu, a magical method derived from ancient witchcraft.

Chen Tian was so shocked by Qingyang that he forgot to feed the old Taoist priest the pill for a while, and he didn't even notice when Fang De had drawn the talisman.

At this time, Chen Tian suddenly felt that his finger was bitten.

Chen Tian was stunned for a moment, and remembered Long Ye, because in the past, when Chen Tian was playing with Long Ye, as long as he made this little ancestor unhappy, he would bite Chen Tian.

Chen Tian hurriedly lowered his head to check, only to see the old Taoist priest's mouth move lightly, as if he was saying something, Chen Tian hurriedly leaned down and leaned his ears over to listen, only to hear the old Taoist priest say weakly: "Pill, give me pill......"

Chen Tian reacted at this time, and hurriedly stuffed the pill into the old Taoist's mouth, probably because the effect of Zhu Youzhi's technique was really good, and the old Taoist's swallowing was obviously more powerful.

Even after taking the pill, he said to Chen Tian: "Help me up!"

Although the voice was still very weak and quiet, it was already very clear, and Chen Tian understood it at once.

Chen Tian hurriedly grabbed his uninjured arm and gently pulled him up, this process would naturally touch his wounds, but the old Taoist priest didn't even snort, but with Chen Tian's movements, his body occasionally trembled.

A few blessing talismans did not lose their effect because of the old Taoist priest's rise, but fell down and stuck to his chest and back.

The faint red light keeps circulating, this color is very strange, which makes people relax and seems to have a soothing effect.

When the old Taoist priest sat up with his upper body, the old Taoist priest asked Chen Tian to help him put his legs crossed.

The old Taoist's legs had been trampled off, and although Chen Tian paid special attention, he still couldn't avoid touching the injury, because the old Taoist's legs were in a twisted state at this time.

The old Taoist priest breathed rapidly, and Chen Tian guessed that it must be the old Taoist priest who couldn't control himself, which was hurting.

But the old Taoist priest still didn't let out a cry of pain, the old Taoist priest's endurance was terrifyingly strong, and this strong endurance was enough to make a specially trained killer embarrassed.

Because Chen Tian wanted to control it well, he was extra careful, and cold sweat broke out, and he finally coiled the old Taoist's legs like when he was meditating.

Chen Tian wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, "What else do you need to do?"

At this time, there was a cacophony in the distance, among which there were shouts, shouts, shouts, laughter, and urging......

"Finally found them......"

"Catch them quickly, and you will become immortals in no time......"

"Surround them, don't let them escape......"

"Stepped on my heel, who ......"

Chen Tian looked to the side, only to see a dense crowd of people, waving all kinds of magic weapons, had already arrived in front of him.

Fang De and several of his junior disciples had also taken out their respective weapons from their arms, these weapons were very similar to Meng Houde's original weapons, they were all knives, with many strange textures and jewels inlaid on them, yes, these were all seven-star swordsmen.

Fang De a few people, the Seven Star Swords waved, and a series of talismans floated out of the air, reciting the magic in their mouths.

Although their voices were loud, Chen Tian couldn't understand them, because they were not reciting the Fa in Mandarin, but a language that Chen Tian couldn't understand, probably with a local accent.

Those flying talismans flew in the air for a while, turned into Dao fire, burned, and collided with the Dao and magic weapons of the other party's gong, and collided with those talismans, and did not roar, but directly pasted on, making a strange squeak.

Fang De brandished their knives, constantly jumping under their feet, and the steps were very strange, forming a peculiar formation, just like Meng Houde at the beginning, dancing.

The enemies who rushed in were huddled together and rushed to each other, and the enemies in the front row were too fast and rushed straight over.

When they came into contact with the formation they had laid out, their bodies froze and fell without warning.

Obviously, they were attacked by Fang De, but this attack was strange and invisible to the naked eye.

However, Fang De was still too young for their mana to keep up, and after defeating dozens of people on the other side, they were already panting.

When they stopped, the enemy still did not stop, and the temptation to become immortals was too great to free one from the fear of death.

A dense crowd of people swarmed in, and some people shouted: "A few people are trying to stop us, what is the ...... of witchcraft inheritance?"

And at this time, there was an earth-shattering sound from the back: "Tiangang is authentic, and the Taoism is Changlun......"

Several of them turned back excitedly and looked back one after another.

Chen Tian also turned his head and looked behind him, and saw the secret people running towards them, they were like a sharp knife, directly rushing into the crowd of people who were fighting against Qingyang, and a large number of people fell to the ground in an instant.

Qingyang jumped up, got rid of the battlefield, and stayed by the side of Long Ye.

"It's Senior Brother, they!" Fang De shouted excitedly.

Chen Tian also saw clearly, in front of the crowd, it was Meng Fansen that Chen Tian had seen, holding a seven-star knife in his hand.

Behind him were dozens of people, both old and young, their costumes didn't look the same, varied, but the magic weapons in their hands were almost the same, they were all strangely shaped seven-star swordsmen.

And on the other side of these people, there was this group of people, they did not rush into the enemy's battlefield, there were more people, at least hundreds of people, they were faster, and directly passed through Chen Tian's side.

One of the people with a turban, Chen Tian recognized it at a glance, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Don't worry, I'll leave it to us here!" the man said lightly to Chen Tian.

Then, this person passed past Chen Tian, and Chen Tian involuntarily turned his head to look at his back.

This person Chen Tian has seen, it is the head of the black barbarian clan, the person who once helped the draugr lineage layout, this is a person who even the old Taoist priest admires, and it is also inherited from witchcraft, and it is a branch of witchcraft.

"Tiger Clan!" came a startled shout.

In the distance, there was another team, numbering more than a hundred, and they also had turbans on their heads, but they were strange tiger striped turbans, these tiger stripes were very strange, but they couldn't see it very clearly, because these people were running.

This group is at the back, but they are the most numerous.

"It's the Tiger Clan, I didn't expect them to come too!" Fang De said in surprise.

Chen Tian of the Tiger Clan had never heard of it at all, but looking at Fang De's appearance, it seemed that the Tiger Clan was also very powerful.

The Tigers, the Black Barbarians, may ......

Fang De opened his mouth wide in surprise again: "That's?"

Chen Tian followed Fang De's gaze and saw pieces of dark clouds floating from a distance, and there was a flash of light in the middle of the dark clouds, like thunder and lightning, like sparks......