Chapter 52: The Boy of Xuanming

The black-robed old man's face changed, and he said coldly: "Stinky boy, the deity will give you another chance, do you say it or not!" "The black-robed old man has already probed clearly, except for Zhang Kai, a hairy boy who has just stepped into the threshold of cultivation, there is no third monk around. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info a hairy boy, isn't he ready to catch it?

It's just that I don't know if this kid really has some ability, or if he relies on the sect behind him, and he is so arrogant! The black-robed old man looked at Zhang Kai, his eyes were blazing, and he thought about it again, this hairy boy looks like he is seventeen or eighteen years old, and his cultivation has just started, even if he is powerful, he can't be very powerful. Most of what he relies on is still his teacher.

But the black-robed old man didn't find any other monks nearby, and if he had done his hands and feet cleanly, he might be able to pull out some good things from this kid's soul! At least, the method of setting up this Spirit Gathering Array is something that I have to get no matter what! With this thing, wouldn't it be like a tiger with wings to cultivate yourself, and you would get twice the result with half the effort?

It's a big deal to run away afterwards, or directly push the matter onto the dead old man in the house, and everything will naturally be fine!

In an instant, the black-robed old man's mind had already turned countless thoughts, but Zhang Kai still dug out his ears as if he hadn't heard the black-robed old man's words.

"Stinky boy, since that's the case, don't blame Lao Tzu for being ruthless!" As he spoke, the black-robed old man's body flickered, turned into a black wind, and whistled towards Zhang Kai.

"Five Thunder Talismans!" Zhang Kai snorted lightly, pinched it with his right hand, and flicked it out casually. The rune paper floated in mid-air, turning into a bolt of lightning that pierced the sky, accompanied by "Pia! ~", a thunderclap suddenly slammed down, hitting the black wind transformed by the black-robed old man. The black wind flashed, drifted away, and then gathered together again.

"Stinky boy, if Lao Tzu doesn't give you some color, you won't know how powerful Lao Tzu Black Wind Venerable is!" The black wind in mid-air shouted loudly, and suddenly split into two, turning into two whirlwinds, entangled together, like a tornado, whistling and violently swept towards Zhang Kai.

The blind man on the side suddenly felt as if he was on the surface of the sea with strong winds and waves, shivering, hiding with his legs on his hands, burying his head between his legs, and not even daring to raise his head. He didn't know who was more powerful between Zhang Kai and the person called Black Wind Venerable who appeared later, but in his selfish heart, he hoped that Zhang Kai could defeat this guy called Black Wind and then rescue his master.

Wang Blind is actually just an ordinary person who doesn't know anything, even his master Liu Yishou is only half a jar of water, and the apprentices he taught are naturally not much better. However, although the blind man did not have any cultivation, his heart was very kind, holding his legs and shrinking to the side, although he couldn't help Zhang Kai, but he kept praying to the gods and Buddhas in his heart: "Sanqing Daozun, Jade Emperor, Day Wandering God Night Wandering God, Liuding Liujia, Thirty-six Heavenly Realm Gods, disciple sincerely requests, please be sure to bless the Immortal Chief, defeat the Black Wind Venerable, and rescue the disciple Master." ”

He actually begged all the immortals in the heavenly realm that he knew, and it was really difficult for him.

Zhang Kai, who was playing against the Black Wind Venerable, naturally didn't know what the blind man was thinking, and he was now concentrating on fighting against the Black Wind Venerable. The spiritual power in his body was running at full speed, and the spirit runes were thrown out by him one after another, but the damage caused by those spirit runes to the Black Wind Venerable was not very great, it was almost like tickling. The only five thunder talismans that had some effect could only temporarily force the Black Wind Venerable into a small step back, and it didn't help at all.

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Kai had to take out a spirit talisman, squeeze it in his hand, transport the spiritual power of his body, and bounce it out. It is difficult to draw the spirit rune, and in the afternoon, a total of eight spirit runes were drawn, and only five were successful, and the spiritual power of the fairy spirit holy beast that the spirit rune can borrow is also large and small. If it was the spiritual power of a top-level holy beast such as the Vermilion Bird Xuanwu, it might be able to pose a certain threat to the Black Wind Venerable. But if it was only the spiritual power of an ordinary fairy spirit holy beast that was borrowed, it would be a waste of a spirit talisman in vain!

But now that the situation is urgent, even the five thunder talismans can't help, and Zhang Kai can only take out the spirit talismans!

The spirit talisman floated in the air, and it burned all at once, first a little faint flame, then the small flame slowly grew larger, expanded, and finally turned into a small fire dragon, circling and flying into the air. Then the fire dragon instantly grew larger, turning into a real dragon, roaring and soaring in the air!

Zhang Kai's face suddenly showed a look of joy: Qinglong! The spirit talisman actually borrowed a trace of spiritual power from Dongfang Qinglong!

As if under some threat, the black wind whistling in mid-air suddenly stopped, revealing the true face of the Black Wind Venerable. The Black Wind Venerable's face was cold, a look of fear flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the green dragon hovering and whistling in mid-air, his face was cloudy.

"Whew! ~" The green dragon raised its head to the sky and let out a long roar, falling from the sky, with a raging flame light, and pounced on the Black Wind Venerable.

Black Wind Venerable's face changed, he took out a small portrait porcelain from his arms, pinched it in his hand, and slammed it into the air, facing the fire dragon that pounced.

A white light suddenly flashed on the porcelain of the portrait, and the appearance of a small naughty boy appeared, which instantly enlarged, blocking in front of the Black Wind Venerable, opening his hands, grabbing the horns of the fire dragon, and the two sides were frozen in mid-air!

Seeing this, a smug look flashed on Venerable Black Wind's face, and he said with a sneer: "Stinky boy, with a little spiritual power borrowed, you dare to call yourself a dragon?" The deity has the Xuanying boy in his hand, why are you afraid of the phantom beast? As he spoke, the Black Wind Venerable turned back to the urchin who had conjured up and shouted, "Xuan Ming Boy, tear this fake dragon for me!" ”

Listening to the words of the Black Wind Venerable, Zhang Kai couldn't help but be stunned, Xuan Ming Boy, what the hell is that? Even the green dragon spiritual power borrowed from the spirit rune can resist it?

But when he saw the Xuan Ming boy who came out, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Ah! ~" His hands were pulled to both sides, and the horns of the fire dragon dragon held by him were slowly stretched, and the fire gradually became much weaker. The conjured fire dragon struggled incessantly, as if trying to break free from the hands of the Xuanming Boy.

Zhang Kai secretly screamed, "Not good!" He took out a spirit talisman and was about to hit it out again, his hand stretched out into the air, but he suddenly remembered the coquettish shout of the Xuanming boy before, and there was something like a woman's tone in his tone!