Chapter Twenty-Eight: Deathmatch
The demonic black gas is coming, and the murderous aura is wanton. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info [Burn^Text^Library][]. [774] [buy]. []【For more exciting novels, please visit】
A trace of determination flashed in Lao Dao's eyes, and he took out a jasper brocade box, and there were words in his mouth, a word "up", blurted out, and the brocade box flew up, and suddenly exploded.
Suddenly, the thick mist and white gas enveloped the two of them, and Lao Dao stepped out, but his body was already empty.
As soon as the two of them flew into the sky, the black gas actually turned into a thick black arrow, and shot over, not wanting the black qi to just touch the edge of the white mist, like a fire against dry wood, disintegrating on its own.
The black qi was suddenly frustrated, and finally stopped, but there was a surprise from an unknown place, and after seeing that it was the two old Taoists, he unconsciously said angrily: "The old immortal, I finally found you, quickly hand over the Yunxian Order, and this immortal will spare you from dying." ”
"Senior, you didn't hesitate to chase and kill my master and apprentice for a small order, isn't it a little lost your identity." Lao Dao was silent for a while, and after feeling the other party's actual cultivation, his heart was already like ashes.
Today is a mortal situation!
And Dao Tong's face is also not much better, as early as not long after departure, he vaguely felt that he had been being followed behind him, but the other party's Taoism was profound, it was difficult to distinguish it, if it were not for the master's efforts to hide his breath and cultivation, he had to go back and forth for several days on the road before he could get rid of this person.
It's only been a few days before and after, but I never expected that this person's speed would be so fast.
The front hand just handed over the Yunxian Order, and the back hand had already caught up, if it was one step too late......
Dao Tong chuckled in his heart, he looked at the master, but he only saw a calm face, not moved by the other party's advanced cultivation at all, and even put life and death out of the way.
He couldn't help but be moved, and finally abandoned all distracting thoughts, only saying that fate should be like this, and if he could escape, he couldn't escape it all depending on the destiny of heaven.
It's just that what he doesn't understand is that this operation is extremely confidential within the sect, except for his master and apprentice, there are only a few elders who know the inside story.
How did the person in front of him know his whereabouts?
said that he didn't understand, but now, even Lao Dao himself is a little confused, the two of them just left the sect on the front foot, and this person followed on the back foot, no matter what, the news came too quickly!
He retracted his thoughts, but in the dark air, there was a hoarse and piercing laughter, and the two of them laughed so much that they were in a trance, and they shook on their heads, not knowing the height of the sky.
"In the early stage of foundation building, you dare to make a mistake with this immortal, old thing, you don't go to give you a way to live, this is your own fault." As he spoke, a small whirlpool suddenly appeared in the middle of the tumbling black qi, and the black qi condensed into a match, but in an instant, it was completely absorbed.
The black gas disappeared, and out came a blue-faced man with a crown of jade, the man was slender and long, the black robe was fluttering, standing in the air like a big snake, extremely demonic, and if you looked closely, you could see that his pupils were different from ordinary people, but like snakes and scorpions, narrow and thin, so not scary.
When the two of them saw this, they were all afraid, where did this look like a person, it was clearly a monster. Especially when the two of them felt his shocking coercion, their hearts sank into the sea, and under the fear, all the previous courage was scared away.
Mid-stage foundation building!
This kind of cultivation means that he is not an opponent in the early stage of ten foundation building, and the gap between each level of the monks is like a high mountain chasm, which is difficult to cross.
And this, in front of him, is a big mountain!
It has only been a hundred years since the old Dao entered the foundation building period, and the foundation has not yet been stabilized, except for the proficiency of the mind, it is almost useless, and after the decline of the Dao Sect, there is no powerful magic weapon to assist, how can he fight with him?
In the flash of his thoughts, Lao Dao bit his teeth, took out the only remaining teleportation talisman on his body, chanted a few times, slapped it on Daotong's body, and pushed him out with one palm.
The sudden scene overwhelmed Dao Tong, but he only saw the last kind smile of his master.
"Live well!"
It was the last sentence he could hear a second before he disappeared.
Seeing that Dao Tong turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared completely, Lao Dao breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had completed his last mission, and his eyes glared back.
There is less indifference and more determination.
In the face of Lao Dao's great work, the man snorted coldly, stopped talking nonsense, and immediately penetrated into the aura, and the black qi rose sharply.
A storm and thunder roared, and the black gas responded to the thunder and pressed straight towards the old road.
The momentum was violent, but the old man looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing so much that the man trembled a little, he seemed to see that something was wrong, but it was like an arrow from the string, and he couldn't take it back.
Seeing that Lao Dao's life was in danger, he didn't hide partially, as soon as he bit the tip of his tongue, the essence blood sprayed on the white mist, and the blood was tangible, and the white mist was actually condensed into a big golden light dao character.
"Da Ming Dao Decision?" When the blue-faced man saw the golden light dao character, his body trembled, and he was afraid to move forward, but instead he frantically penetrated into the aura, and the surrounding black fog rose sharply, forming a black wall.
The words of the road and the black wall intertwined, and the sky exploded, and even the rapid rain was shaken away.
The word Dao was fierce, seeing that the black qi was almost exhausted, in a hurry, the blue-faced man put his right hand down, and a palm-sized colored centipede turned into a black line, and shot towards the old Dao with confidence and cunning.
Lao Dao was pouring his whole heart into the Da Ming Dao decision, which man made this trick, he was about to kill the man in one fell swoop At this time, he suddenly felt a burst of numbness in his chest.
When I looked closely, a thousand-legged colored centipede bit through the placket of the shirt and was hanging on the chest, and I was startled, and the old way grabbed it to the chest, saying that it was too late and that it was fast, and the centipede slipped away with great spirituality.
There was only a trace of it, and the centipede was pinched to death in his hand.
With such a momentary relaxation, the Great Ming Dao had no follow-up support from the old Dao, and it completely collapsed, and the black wall was quickly pushed over. Lao Dao's chest was black, he was highly poisoned, and he cast such a powerful spell, and he no longer had the strength to fight.
He took a few steps back, and was about to turn around and run away, but he only felt a chill in his chest, and his eyes went black, and he fell straight down. He knew that the time of death had come, but he ignored it, and only the word madness appeared in his eyes.
"The old man is going to die today, and he will get rid of you, a demon!" He accumulated the aura of his whole body, like a swollen balloon, and slammed into the man with the help of the wind.
Seeing this, the man knew that Lao Dao was fighting to the death, and he did not continue to pursue, but quickly retreated, releasing the black qi around him, forming several black walls.
"Boom!" Lao Dao desperately slammed into the black wall, a shocking sound, mixed with thunder and lightning, the white light was miserable, and the black wall was completely disintegrated in an instant.
And the old way was completely turned into ashes and annihilated in heaven and earth.
The blue-faced man was shocked by this, if he hadn't suddenly realized that something was wrong just now, he hurriedly blessed another shield, otherwise he would have been struck into pieces by the thunder caused by the self-explosion of the old way.
Rao is like this, he is still injured unprecedentedly, I believe that there are not a few years, it is not to recover to the peak moment, how can the desperate fight of a monk in the foundation building period be underestimated? Under the influence of the injury, I am afraid that the cultivation will also fall greatly.
A storm and thunder and lightning rushed together, and it seemed that it had completely subsided because of the old way.
Under the sky, a gray and somewhat charred Taoist robe slowly fell from the sky and sank on the soil.
The blue-faced man knew that he was seriously injured in his body today, not to mention that his cultivation had fallen directly to the peak of the Qi refining period, and it was difficult to find the Dao Order, so he quenched his mouth and spitted on him, and after he was unlucky, he was unwilling to return.
But on the way, he felt a trace of extremely weak aura fluctuations, if there was nothing, he let go of his divine sense, and only then did he discern the direction.
And over there, it is the important place of the palace......
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