The evening wind is whining, and the cold moon is like teeth.

The previous fighting method had already left the hair messy.

Tang Xian took off the rosewood hairpin, let the black hair fall apart, and then untied the Tai Chi Liangyi Taoist robe he was wearing, grabbed the corner of the clothes, and left it behind in an extremely chic manner.

The robe falls in the wind,

I saw Tang Xian's upper body written by cinnabar one after another, the crimson handwriting was densely covered all over the body, seemingly chaotic, and the ghost drew peach talismans, but in fact, it was in line with a certain rule in the underworld.

Tang Xian laid a five-element gossip flag beside him, then cut his palm, waved his big hand, and the blood in his palm swayed out, falling to the ground to form an arc connected from end to end, connecting the five-element gossip flags one by one.

Seeing this, all those who are still sober-minded know that what Tang Xian said is not a lie.

Maoshan Wang Yi, Longhushan Han Qing, Laoshan Fan Zongsheng, and Quanzhen Sect Wan Changsong suddenly had mixed feelings in their hearts.

Wang Yi: "Old Tang ........."

Han Qing: "Please God will definitely lose Shouyuan!" ”

Wan Changsong: "Even the descendants of Taiqing Dao have been forced to this point......

Fan Zongsheng: "It's crazy! ”

Zhang Jiao's ideals were actually similar to theirs, but he still didn't believe that with Tang Xian's talent, how could he know how to ask for magic at a young age.

So he's gambling, betting that Tang Xian won't at all, or rather, what he's doing now is just bluffing.

The confidence of the sword ghost is not as good as Zhang Jiao, and when Tang Xian said to invite the god to come up, the soul body subconsciously retreated a little, obviously a little stunned.

Except for Tang Xian himself, there were a total of six pairs of eyes present who couldn't move away from him.

"Think I'm playing tricks......

"I'm afraid I'm going to be disappointed,"

"I don't know which ancestor of Taiqing Dao will be invited......"

After a short period of mental activity, Tang Xian gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, raised his hands to the three inches in front of him to form a handprint, and pinched a magic rune with his fingertips.

Tick tock......

Blood slashed through the palm of his hand and dripped to the ground.

"The sky is round and the place is round, and the law is nine chapters."

“…………”

The injuries in his body were not light, and after reciting the incantation, Tang Xian was already very weak, so he forcibly lifted his spirit and gritted his teeth.

"Taiqing Dao heir, disciple Tang Xian, please ask Master Zu to come up!"

Before the words fell, Tang Xian's fingertips began to spontaneously combust with a bang, and the flickering flames danced, reflecting his unwavering countenance.

The rune paper burned out in the blink of an eye,

Tang Xian closed his eyes,

moment

When Tang Xian opened his eyes again, it was as if he had changed into a different person.

The long hair is windless and automatic, and a shocking breath permeates all directions, with a momentum like a rainbow and a majestic atmosphere.

"Tang Xian" put down his hands, restrained his breath slightly, looked down at his arms, and then covered his forehead with one hand, and said to himself in a rather helpless tone.

"It's too stupid, it's too stupid~"

"When I was away, I was bullied like this, and I was actually reduced to using the god to ask for ......"

"The meridians are also messed up!"

“…………”

"Damn, still poisoned?"

"Alas!"

"What a worry-free child~"

At this time, Tang Xian's appearance was still Tang Xian, but his way of speaking became old-fashioned, sounding like an old man who was distressing his juniors.

That feeling...... It's subtle.

"Is it pretending?"

"But he can talk and be very old-fashioned......"

"The qi in the Jindan boy's body has also changed......"

Listening to the former's self-talk, Zhang Jiao hesitated for a moment, and said in his heart that it would be true or false.

Immediately, his feet moved, and he hit Tang Xian with the North Stygian Stick.

………

Tang Xian was still talking to himself,

"Well, the realm has broken through to Jindan,"

"Barely passing."

Zhang Jiao suddenly became difficult, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of him, Tang Xian still closed his eyes and covered his head, as if he didn't notice the danger coming.

Han Qing and the others couldn't remind them,

Zhang Jiao moved dozens of meters in an instant, and when he was about two meters away from Tang Xian, he slammed a stick at his head.

The North Stygian Stick was as fast as lightning, causing a short burst of sound, if it was solid, the head of the person who was hit would definitely be shattered, and the gods would be difficult to save.

Wang Yi and the others closed their eyes, as if they had seen the scene of Tang Xian's tragic death.

The corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a smile.

For this move, he has enough confidence in himself, and it is impossible for a Taoist priest below the real person cultivation to dodge, let alone withstand it.

No matter how perfect the flesh is.

Sure enough, as he expected, Tang Xian couldn't dodge.

Specifically...... It's not hiding at all.

When the magic weapon was about to poke Tang Xian's face, the Northern Immortal Stick suddenly stopped.

Zhang Jiao looked at it, only to see that Tang Xian didn't know when to raise his hand and clamp the stick head with two fingers.

“！！！”

Zhang Jiao was stunned for a moment, and immediately came back to his senses, and the strength in his hand suddenly increased a few points.

Motionless.

Zhang Jiao tried to pull the North Stygian stick back again,

It's a pity that the result is still the same, Tang Xian's two fingers are surprisingly strong, no matter how he tosses, he just can't move a little.

Zhang Jiao's brows furrowed, it was too abnormal, he had fought with Tang Xian twice, not to mention knowing the roots, at least he knew very well how much strength Tang Xian had.

"This kid didn't have that much strength before!"

"Did he really ask God to come up......

Tang Xian didn't know what was going on in his heart, or rather...... I don't care at all.

He put down his right hand covering his forehead and smacked his tongue: "Tsk, the little thing's hands are black enough, and he will do it without saying hello." ”

Zhang Jiao didn't say anything,

Tang Xian's fingers pinched hard,

A crack suddenly appeared at the top of the North Stygian Stick, and almost instantly, the crack quickly covered the body of the stick.

Click!

Bang!

The Northern Stygian Stick exploded, turning into countless iron filings and flying everywhere.

Woohoo!

Small metal fragments enveloped the two of them in an instant, densely packed and countless.

A magical scene happened.

The black robe on Zhang Jiao's body was scraped and tattered by iron sheets.

And when the piece of iron shot at Tang Xian, suddenly the automatic soldiers split into two ways, closely arranged on both sides of his body in a "V" shape, as if there was an invisible wall to bounce the fragments open.

…………

The magic weapon was destroyed, and Zhang Jiao, who was the owner of the magic weapon, immediately spit out a mouthful of blood when the Northern Immortal Stick exploded.

Burst!!

Stomp, stomp!

Zhang Jiao clutched his chest and retreated, and suddenly distanced himself from Tang Xian.

Tang Xian didn't chase, and stood there majestically.

Zhang Jiao was in rags, and his face was cloudy and uncertain, looking at Tang Xian in disbelief.

"My magic weapon was crushed by him with his bare hands!"

"Hell, he's invited something!"

Not only Zhang Jiao, but also Han Qing, Wang Yi, Wan Changsong, and Fan Zongsheng behind Tang Xian were also shocked.

With just two fingers, he crushed the opponent's magic weapon with a slight pinch, such strength was terrifying.