Feeling the monstrous momentum surging out from the old Taoist, the Blood Robe Hall Master was stunned.

Engage in dried shrimp?

Is this a Shenma situation?

Didn't this Bilian just burp with her breath and was about to burp?

Why has this seat just broken the seal, and this guy's momentum has regained again?

Is it a return to the light?

Well, it must be trying to scare me!

The Blood Robe Hall Lord sneered, "Hehe, do you think you can fool me? ”

"I was hit twice by the Seven Kills Blood Gun of this seat, and the power of the Seven Kills raged all over my body, how could it be okay?"

The old Taoist clapped the stick in his hand and slowly walked towards the blood robe hall master: "It doesn't matter if there is something in this seat, you have something to do." ”

"Seven Kills !!"

The face of the Blood Robe Hall Lord condensed slightly, and he suddenly sacrificed endless spears.

The old Taoist priest snorted coldly: "It's too slow! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his entire body suddenly turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place.

Heaven and earth could no longer detect his aura, as if the old Taoist priest had completely disappeared from this world at this moment.

"Evil obstacles, eat my old way!"

There was a sudden burst of shouts behind the Lord of the Blood Robe Palace, and the figure of the old Taoist priest reappeared.

The golden long stick in his hand danced out of an endless stick shadow, and beckoned towards the old Taoist priest.

Bang~!

Bang bang bang~!

Bang Bang ~ !!

Each stick struck out and slammed heavily on the blood-colored spear in the hand of the blood-robed hall master.

The Blood Robe Hall Master only felt as if he had been hit by an ancient bull, and the tiger's mouth was rapidly cracking and surging blood.

Is this really a return to light?

But this time the light is too dazzling! Who is so good when they come back to the light?

A sense of foreboding gradually rose in the heart of the Blood Robe Hall Lord, and he felt as if he had made a wrong judgment.

"Look at the old god Xiao beating dog stick!"

The old Taoist priest shouted loudly, and the golden divine stick in his hand was faster, directly breaking through the marksmanship defense of the blood robe hall master.

In an instant, all the stick shadows that people couldn't even catch with their eyes poured down on the blood-robed hall master.

Each stick tore through the void, and the power of each stick was terrifying to the extreme.

Every stick made the blood-robed hall master doubt his life.

He reluctantly found that he was completely unable to resist the stick of the old Taoist priest.

Under the attack of the old Taoist priest's sticks, the army was defeated.

The Blood Robe Hall Lord spewed out a mouthful of reverse blood: "You bastard, this seat is a sage!" You're ......"

As soon as the words fell, he saw that the golden magic stick with a thick golden halo stabbed the blood robe hall master in the face and knocked him away.

"Sage? Hehe, such a weak sage! ”

The old Taoist priest stood up and directly stabbed half of the blood robe hall master's full mouth and teeth.

Then, he suddenly danced the long stick in his hand into countless stick shadows, beating the blood-robed hall master powerless.

"It is worthy of Senior Brother Chu He, after so many years, he is still so strong, Dan Wu will definitely try to catch up with Senior Brother's pace."

Danwu Tianzun looked at the old Taoist priest stupidly, urging the Yaotai mirror to record the video.

Such a rare opportunity to observe the heroic posture of the old Taoist priest in battle is rare on weekdays.

"The sage who used the gods and demons to refine the body and pass the gods and suppress the Jindan Qi refining system, the senior brother is really too deep in his clumsy hiding on weekdays."

White Lotus Tianzun was also amazed, at this time, the strength shown by the old Taoist priest, she didn't know it.

However, they were not too shocked, because it was not the first time that the old Taoist priest had done anything against the saints.

"Bastard!"

"Chu Longhe, today's shame is recorded in this seat."

"In the future, if you have succeeded in cultivating this seat, I will definitely come back to you to avenge today's insult."

The blood-robed hall master's eyes showed a look of shame and indignation, and the blood-colored beads in his hand were suddenly thrown towards the old Taoist, and the blood increased greatly.

At the same time as the blood-colored light increased greatly, cracks also appeared on the surface of the beads, as if they would collapse into pieces at any time.

Yes, the Blood Robe Hall Lord was actually detonating the Sacred Weapon at the bottom of the box at this time.

Faced with the existence under the holy rank of Chu Longhe, he was forced to detonate his magic weapon and escape.

This kind of shame is absolutely unbearable for any saint alone.

However, the Lord of the Blood Robe Hall deserved to be a hero, and he held back his shame.

Only by escaping alive can we have a chance to turn defeat into victory.

Rumble~!!!

The blood-colored beads swelled rapidly, and soon completely turned into a tidal wave of energy and collapsed.

The old Taoist who was fighting against the Lord of the Blood Robe Hall was naturally located in the core area of this blood-colored bead eruption, and was completely enveloped in it by the energy tide.

"Shenxiao Holy Land, this seat will definitely come back!"

The Lord of the Blood Robe Hall blew up the Seven Killing Beads and completely restrained the old Taoist.

And he himself, after releasing the cruel words, turned around and shot directly towards the ancient battlefield.

Although in the ancient battlefield, the monk's cultivation would be suppressed to the foundation building period, and it was very dangerous to face the evil spirits on the battlefield.

However, with the understanding of spells in the realm of the main saint of the Blood Robe Palace, even if he cultivates in the foundation building period, he is not afraid that he can survive on the battlefield.

In contrast, the old Taoist priest was more dangerous.

If you don't hide on the battlefield, I'm afraid it will be even worse if you are caught up by Bilian Tianzun.

And as long as he successfully hid in the ancient battlefield and relied on the countless powerful undead in it, it would not be difficult to get rid of the old Taoist priest and successfully escape.

……

Seeing that the Lord of the Blood Robe Hall blew up the Seven Killing Beads, he broke through thousands of miles in an instant and was about to break into the ancient battlefield.

The old Taoist priest did not succeed in stopping it.

When the aftermath of the self-explosion of the Seven Killing Beads was completely carried down by the old Taoist, the gossip fairy clothes on his body almost turned into tatters.

His face turned pale again, and he slowly fell from the void: "Damn, he didn't hesitate to explode the Seven Killing Beads that were comparable to holy weapons!" ”

The old Taoist priest looked at the blood-robed hall master who was about to flee into the battlefield: "It's hateful, the old Taoist tried his best to get the last trace of vitality, and finally let this evil obstacle escape." ”

As he spoke, he turned to look at Shen Tian, his face as pale as paper: "Tian'er, Lao Dao, I really don't have a long time to die this time." ”

"You see what we talked about before, you worship Lao Dao as a teacher before you die, think about it?"

Listening to the old Taoist priest's words, he felt the rapid weakness on his body.

The Blood Robe Hall Lord, who had originally rushed to the ancient battlefield, froze for a moment, and then continued to flee without hesitation.

Grandma's Bear!

It's enough to be fooled by you old boy once, and you still expect to use this routine to fool you a second time, do you really have no IQ to run a cult?

Even the Blood Robe Hall Master no longer believed in the old Daoist, let alone Shen Tian, after all, he was not a fool.

Shen Tian wiped his sweat and looked at the old Taoist: "Didn't you say that your life was not long before?" ”

The old Taoist priest's face was slightly red: "Ahem, it was just a return to light." ”

"This time I was seriously injured by this evil obstacle self-detonating holy weapon, and the old man is really dying."

In Shen Tian's mind, a laugh sounded from an old man who didn't cultivate a few cheap. ”

This laughter made Shen Tian feel offended.

His face suddenly darkened: "Uncle Shi, don't worry, you were seriously injured to save me." ”

"If you have any accidents, Tian'er will definitely bury you, and personally sweep your grave on the first day, fifteenth day of the new year, Chongyang Festival, and Qingming Festival."

"Now, can you go back to the light again? Otherwise, that guy will flee into the ancient battlefield. ”

Listening to Shen Tianmu's emotional words, the expectation and smile on the old Taoist's face slowly solidified.

He knew that this good apprentice of the cash cow was useless.

Blood, why do you want to die?

Why!!!