The choking stone powder was swept up by the impact of the explosion, and scattered with the sea breeze.

The seabirds perched in the cave were frightened, and they all screamed and spread their wings, and the black pressure pressed a large area, as if a large dark cloud rushed out, and suddenly floated from the sea to the night sky.

The female Taoist priest was caught up in the night terror seabird, and although she tried her best to dodge, there were still birds that hit her from time to time, and she was crumbling for a while. was in a hurry, and saw ten thousand rays of light burst out in the stone powder mass below.

A person dressed in colorful glow, jumped up, and struck like lightning, it was Yong Bowen!

Although the glow was dazzling, the aura was cold and gloomy, and it was obviously not a good place.

The female Taoist priest reprimanded, raised her hand, and more than a dozen rainbow lights appeared around her, crashing towards the person one after another like missiles equipped with automatic target identification.

This rainbow light is transformed by the sword qi of the Taoist Sanqing, and the righteous qi is magnificent, and it has the ability to restrain the qi of yin and evil demons and ghosts. As soon as the rainbow light came out, all the ten thousand rays of light collapsed, and countless ghosts screamed and gathered into Yong Bowen's body.

Although Yong Bowen was not panicked, he rubbed the two talismans of summoning wind and true fire in his palm, and hit him downwards with his backhand, and the fiery wind roared out, like a booster flame under the butt of a rocket, pushing Yong Bowen to rise rapidly, and the dozen or so rainbow sword qi all lost their heads, staggered from under Yong Bowen, and then turned around automatically, and all rushed to Yongda Heavenly Master's ass and pierced it. If this is solid, then Yongda Heavenly Master's ass will really bloom with ten thousand chrysanthemums. If it was another attack, Yong Bowen could easily dodge it by simply incarnating the Blood Shadow, but the Sanqing Sword Qi was the innate nemesis of this kind of evil martial arts, and none of the life-saving spells obtained from the Nine Caves and Thirteen Islands could use it. Yong Bowen then made two summoning wind true fire talismans, maintained the upward momentum, and then raised his hands, and the sky talisman fluttered and fell, like a heavy snow, and like a net woven by paper talismans, head-on towards the attacking sword qi cover.

The rainbow runes staggered through the air, and I heard the sound of ping-pong ping-pong in a hurry, as if thousands of firecrackers had exploded on the spot, and all the talismans were smashed by the sword qi and turned into dazzling sparks.

The sword qi was blocked, and Yong Bowen took advantage of the situation to accelerate, as if the disarmed cannonball was shooting straight at the female Taoist.

When I got closer, I could see clearly that this ruthless female Taoist priest looked only about twenty years old, with willow eyebrows like a string moon, black eyes like paint, a high nose bridge, and cherry lips, she was actually a very beautiful and pretty woman.

Seeing Yong Bowen's fierce attack, the female Taoist priest was not in a hurry, stretched out her hand slightly, and the flying sword under her feet jumped into her hand, and with a slight stroke at Yong Bowen, a purple sword-like light more than ten meters long slashed down the sky. Yong Bowen was startled, and hurriedly used the Summoning Wind True Fire Talisman to hit the left, pushing his body to slide to the right, dodging the blow, and hitting another talisman, re-correcting the direction, still rushing towards the female Taoist. The female Taoist priest stood in the air, really like a god, swinging the sword and slashing, the sword was vertical and horizontal, the momentum was brilliant, and the sword swept over the cliffs and reefs, making bursts of roar, bursting with long smoke. The criss-crossing purple electric sword rays weaved a big net in the air, and Yong Bowen was like a swimming fish fleeing in the gap of the big net, no matter how amazing the sword was, it couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

This is a wordy statement, but in fact, it is a matter of lightning and stone.

The female Taoist priest slashed dozens of swords in the air in an instant, intertwined into a large net covering the sky.

Yong Bowen played dozens of summoning wind and true fire talismans in an instant, constantly changing directions, and persistently ran towards the female Taoist.

It's just a matter of moments.

Yong Bowen broke through the barrier, came to the female Taoist priest, and with a fierce momentum, he struck out with a palm, and with this palm flew out, there were more than a dozen talismans, sprinkled and sprinkled, faintly sealing all the retreats and dodging spaces of the female Taoist.

The female Taoist priest frowned slightly, and actually showed a smile in her spare heart, that smile was very sincere, and there was no sneer, more appreciation, as if an elder saw a very motivated junior, and she was sincerely happy, and her sharp shot was like two people.

Yong Bowen felt that it was inappropriate, but he had already hit this step, so it was naturally impossible to retreat, gritting his teeth and slapping this palm to the end!

Behind the female Taoist priest, a huge palm suddenly jumped out!

The palm of this hand is purple and red, as if it is made of crystal glass, crystal clear, and a single tail finger is about to catch up with the volume of Yong Bowen.

With just a light fan, the giant palm brought up a gust of wind, blowing all the talismans laid by Yong Bowen to pieces, blowing Yong Bowen's self-righteous palm attack to pieces, and turning the Yongda Heavenly Master fan that rushed up at a rocket-like speed to the sea below.

"Lingyuan Palm!" Yong Bowen was shocked and slammed into the ground like a kite with a broken string.

The legend of this Lingyuan palm is the Yuan Shen, and the people who can make the Ling Yuan Palm naturally cultivate the Yuan Shen, and the Yuan Shen is a land fairy-like character, it is said that he can live forever, fly on land, call the wind and rain, move mountains and seas, in short, the gods and legends often play tricks, basically will! When a cultivator reaches this step, he is only one step away from the so-called immortal and holy!

There are still such masters on the little bird's nest island!

There are still such characters alive in this world!

Isn't it said that this level is a legend and has not been seen for hundreds of years?

The original Hundred Years War was fought so tragically, and the mage masters died in piles, which directly led to a great regression in the level of magic in the entire world, but there was no such legendary Cheng dù master in that continuous war!

With a bang, it was like a meteorite falling to the ground, smashing a reef in the sea to pieces, and blasting up the old high smoke and dust.

Yong Bowen immediately jumped out of the smoke and dust, spit out the gravel powder in his mouth, and pressed the sword box on his back with his backhand, about to fight back. It's just that his movements froze at this moment, and his face became quite strange.

On the top of the cliff, on the beach, and in the night sky, I don't know when one after another upright figures appeared, some men and women, all of them were dressed in Taoist robes, some stepped on flying swords, some pressed long swords with their hands, and some had double swords on their backs, all of them staring coldly at Yong Bowen who was dressed as a wolf.

Ambush! This is Yong Bowen's only thought! People have already set up a net of heaven and earth, waiting for this stupid guy to drill into it! Otherwise, so many people would not have made an appointment to run out for a walk with insomnia at the same time.

The female Taoist priest in the night sky did not see the momentum, the purple light giant palm disappeared, and then raised her hand, and the rainbow light that crushed all the talismans flew back to her side, circling and flying around her erected right palm, as if many fireflies were flying, it was really wonderful.

"Damn, what a big formation!"

Yongda Heavenly Master scolded in a low voice, looked at the female Taoist priest with a firm gaze, took off the sword box on his back with his backhand, slowly raised it above his head, took a deep breath, and shouted without hesitation.

"I surrender!"

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