Chapter Seventy-Five: The Demon Dao is an old man, can you still eat?! [The first update, please subscribe! ] 】
"Qi Mako, look at who I am?!"
The voice was extremely unfamiliar, but it seemed somewhat familiar.
Mako Qi reached out to block the sun.
I saw several figures falling from the sky, one of them was twenty or thirty years old, youthful and energetic, and it was-
"It's you?!"
Qi Zhenzi's whole body trembled, and her face was full of disbelief.
Although he is old, his memory is still okay.
Not to mention the culprit who used to be branded with the concept of psychics.
He recognized that this person was clearly Chen Jichuan of Baozhilin of Meishan Mansion.
"You're not—"
Qi Zhenzi's eyes widened.
The person who came was actually Chen Jichuan, who had watched his soul fly away with his own eyes, and he was also the leading brother who besieged Tongshenguan at the beginning!
Can you survive if you are gone?
At the age of more than 100 years, how can you still be so vibrant?!
"Impossible!"
"Impossible!"
Qi Zhenzi only felt that his heart was shocked, first he couldn't believe it, and then his eyes showed endless madness and heat: "Death and resurrection!" Eternal life! Chen Jichuan, do you have an immortal method?! ”
His eyes were full of greed and desire.
Chen Jichuan fell from the sky and landed on the courtyard wall, with a steel knife tied to his waist and a strong bow in his hand, instead of answering Qi Zhenzi's words, he sneered: "The demon is old, can you still eat?" ”
The voice fell.
Shoot arrows with a bow in one go, and the arrows are like dragons, taking the life of Qi Zhenzi.
"Drink!"
The five gods are by his side, protecting Qi Zhenzi.
Chen Jichuan's arrow was fast, but it couldn't break through the defense line of the Five Senses, and was cut off by a sword.
"Chen Jichuan."
"You couldn't kill me forty-seven years ago, and you still can't kill me forty-seven years later. It's better to hand over the longevity method to me, and the old way will be driven by it in the future, and there will be no two words! ”
Qi Zhenzi looked at Chen Jichuan.
Looking at the delicate skin, strong physique, and vigorous vitality, I couldn't help but show a confused look in my eyes.
It's like looking at a work of art that's so perfect.
Intoxicated, religious.
"Immortality?"
"You wicked man, how can you live forever?"
Chen Jichuan sneered, and said to Jin Shenggu and Sun Sihai: "The demon road is full of evil, and it is difficult to write, so you don't need to talk to him about morality, you can stand shoulder to shoulder!" ”
He spoke and took the lead.
Bend the bow and shoot the arrow, and go to shoot the real son.
"After all these years, you are still the same, and you have not grown much."
Qi Zhenzi smiled, took out forty-nine paper figures from his sleeve, and swayed them into the air, and there were forty-nine big men each holding swords, wanting to rush towards Chen Jichuan and the others.
"Paper-cut into soldiers?"
"I have it too!"
Seeing this, Chen Jichuan did not fall behind.
Reaching into his arms, he also took out forty-nine paper figures, swayed them into the air, opened his mouth to recite a mantra, and then blew one breath, and immediately forty-nine paper figures fell, surrounded Qi Zhenzi, and confronted the five gods and paper people.
"Dog thief!"
Qi Zhenzi saw Chen Jichuan learn his method to beat him, and couldn't help but curse.
Give back to others in their own way.
Chen Jichuan finally realized Murong Fu's happiness, and the more Qi Zhenzi scolded him, the happier he became.
Side.
"The wind is coming!"
Jin Shenggu silently recited the incantation.
Out of thin air, the wind swept the ground and folded.
"Ahh
Qi Zhenzi had just practiced the Fa, and coupled with his old age and frailty, he couldn't resist it at all, so he was swept up by the wind and fell into the air.
The forty-nine paper men also had to do their best to resist the strong winds.
"Kill!"
The five gods set off.
One of them reached out and grabbed Mako Qi to keep the wind from sweeping away. The other four rushed into Chen Jichuan's paper figure array, sword light flying, and they killed indiscriminately.
"What a five-way god!"
Sun Sihai touched the scene and was injured.
recalled the scene when he was buried in the mountain, and these five gods were reckless and killed his disciples and eldest sons. At that time, his strength was limited, and he failed to stop Qi Zhenzi, and failed to protect his eldest son and Bao Zhilin's disciples.
But today, it's no longer the same.
"Slap me!"
Sun Sihai rushed forward, slapped his palm at will, and flew out of one of the Wutong gods with one palm, and his body was a little darker.
Eight steps to chase the wind.
Seven steps to life and death.
This 'chasing the wind and palm skill' was used by Sun Sihai, which was much stronger than the original 'Xiao Nan Chen' Lu Changshou in the Dayan World.
A palm out.
No one can stop it.
After slapping a five-way god, Sun Sihai kept in his hands-
"Boom!"
Another punch as he progressed.
This punch smashed so hard that it dissipated one of the five gods and disappeared without a trace. There were paper people to stop, Sun Sihai punched and kicked, and one by one the paper figures were beaten to death, kicked to death, turned into their original shapes, and drifted away with the wind.
Great Master of Transformation.
Rank 9 master.
Sun Sihai is really like a fierce general, killing gods and mortals, and the invincible Wutong God is under Sun Sihai's hands, and there is almost no enemy. Forty-nine paper figures comparable to level six are as brittle as a piece of paper.
"This man—"
Mako Qi was also frightened.
The Great Grandmaster of Transformation can be used as a weapon everywhere in his body, and when he is placed on the battlefield, he is a natural killing weapon. One punch and one kick, just to kill. Qi Zhenzi is a Taoist who cultivates the Fa, and he doesn't have sufficient arrangements and precautions in front, what to fight?!
"Can't stop!"
Qi Zhenzi thought in his heart, and there was a five-way god who carried him and wanted to leave. At the same time, he beat his spirit and recited a mantra in his mouth, intending to abandon the wind and block Sun Sihai.
But after all, he is old and lacks energy, and for a while, it is difficult to cast any spells.
"Still want to go?"
Chen Jichuan has been waiting for a long time.
Seeing that Qi Zhenzi wanted to run away, he took the opportunity to shoot an arrow, not to shoot the five gods, but to shoot straight to the old Qi Zhenzi who couldn't move.
Boom!
An arrow rang out, piercing Mako's skull on the spot.
"I-"
Demon Dao's eyes widened, and his hands were unconsciously grasping in the air, not knowing whether he wanted to catch Chen Jichuan or grasp the rapidly passing life.
But no matter how he catches it, he can't catch it after all.
Life is gone.
The fire of life is extinguished.
Laugh at!
At this moment, the five gods who were tyrannized by Sun Sihai dissipated together, and they disappeared into the jade-faced statue in the view.
Only the withered corpse of Qi Mako was left, planted in mid-air, the bones of the fall were broken, the blood flowed sideways, and the dead could not die again.
In the past, he suppressed Meishan Mansion and was invincible Qi Zhenzi, seeking and hoping for immortality, but he could not live forever after all.
He has since died!
……
"Dead."
Chen Jichuan, Jin Shenggu, and Sun Sihai came to one place, looked at Qi Zhenzi who fell in a pool of blood, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Decades ago.
In the face of the siege, Qi Zhenzi still killed the Quartet and ran away calmly, leaving too deep an impression on Jin Shenggu and Sun Sihai. After many years, the two did not dare to be careless.
The heartstrings are tight.
Don't relax until you actually kill.
"It's getting old."
Chen Jichuan said with a smile.
In reality, we pay attention to caring for the old, weak, sick and disabled, but in the cultivation world, the battle between life and death is about to be reversed-
Take advantage of your illness to kill you.
It is necessary to fight and kill the enemy when he is old, weak, sick, and disabled.
Such as this battle.
The reason why it is so easy is that in addition to the fact that the three of them suddenly came down from the sky, Qi Zhenzi had no time to take precautions, and it was also inseparable from Qi Zhenzi's state.
As she gets older, Qi Mako's energy and physical strength have all decayed.
I just failed to do the Fa again, and I hurt my vitality.
With such a disadvantage, if you can still run away, it would be too nonsense.
It is reasonable to be killed by Chen Jichuan with an arrow.
The fist is afraid of being less strong.
On Qi Zhenzi, who is almost exhausted, the same is true.
"yes."
"Finally dead."
Sun Sihai and Jin Shenggu also smiled.
The former avenged his eldest son and disciple, and the latter avenged himself, and they were all happy.
"Sumako has too many means."
"I'm going to practice the Dharma and destroy it. The two of you burn his body, and then go and put away the texts, talismans, and other things in the Psychic Temple, and take them away later. ”
Chen Jichuan has seen it with the 'insight technique' and knows that Qi Zhenzi does not have the technique of fake death, but maybe there will be a magic weapon for death or something, so he must be guarded against.
Left and right is not a hassle.
He practiced the law on the spot, summoned the five ghosts, captured the soul of Qi Zhenzi, and destroyed it on the spot.
Since then.
Qi Zhenzi's soul is scattered, and there is no reason to survive.
Half a day later.
Jin Shenggu set up a strong wind, carrying Chen Jichuan and Sun Sihai, and rushed straight into the sky, without taking away a single cloud.
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