After seeing the spirit trail leave, Dao Xuan Zhenren turned around and returned to the Taoist temple.

Yang Yang deliberately kept a distance from him, and after half a day, in the evening, Yang Yang cooked dinner as scheduled, and the two sat together and finished dinner peacefully.

After dinner, Yang Yang sat alone in the courtyard, waiting for the night to fall.

There is an antique old tree next to the Taoist temple, full of branches and leaves, like a kind elder opening his arms and wanting to embrace you gently.

When night fell, Yang Yang came to the old tree and felt the quiet evening breeze, blowing slowly and brushing his cheeks.

At this time, the oil lamp lit in the Taoist temple had been extinguished, and soon there was the sound of Daoxuan real people snoring.

Yang Yang frowned, and thought to himself: "Could it be that I and the Spirit Trace are both suspicious, the current Dao Xuan real person is not a demon illusion?" ”

Just as Yang Yang was pondering, a "rustling" sound suddenly sounded outside the gate of the Taoist temple.

Yang Yang quietly lay in front of the door of the Taoist temple, looked out of the door through the crack in the door, and found that the stone statue in front of the door was slowly shattering!

Seeing this scene, Yang Yang was shocked and shouted: "Dao Chief, the bloody stone statue is starting to shatter!" ”

Hearing Yang Yang's voice, Dao Xuan Zhenren walked out of the Taoist temple in a hurry, Yang Yang turned his head and saw the appearance of Dao Xuan Zhenren at this time, and exclaimed in fright.

In the night, Dao Xuan Zhenren's white hair turned blood-red, and his eyes and lips turned blood-red, looking very demonic.

"Who the hell are you?" Yang Yang was surprised.

Dao Xuan Zhenren slowly approached Yang Yang, Yang Yang stepped back step by step, his eyes were full of horror.

Dao Xuan Zhenren chuckled. Said: "How." Don't you know me if you don't see me for a few days? ”

His voice was still the voice of Dao Xuan Zhenren. But the tone of his voice was very bloody.

Yang Yang stared at Dao Xuan Zhenren, suddenly exclaimed, and said loudly: "Blood Linglong, are you attached to Dao Xuan Zhenren's body?" ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren laughed, and at the same time, there was a sound of broken stone bursting outside the door of the Taoist temple, the stone statue outside was broken, and a blood-red phantom flew out of the stone statue and broke in. Flashed in front of Dao Xuan Zhenren.

Dao Xuan Zhenren suddenly let out a scream of pain, and a trace of blood seeped out of his body and was absorbed by the red shadow that suddenly appeared.

Gradually, the red shadow became a physical entity, a bloody appearance.

When the blood Linglong returned to human form, Dao Xuan Zhenren sat down on the ground, covered in sweat.

Yang Yang ran to Dao Xuan Zhenren's side and wondered, "Dao Chief, what the hell is going on?" ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren's eyes were sluggish, and he looked at Yang Yang. Said weakly: "I tried to seal the blood in my body, but I failed. She's stronger than I expected. The stone statue on the outside is transformed by my magic weapon. Half of the essence of the blood was sealed in the magic weapon, and half was sealed in my body. Now it seems that I am too underestimated. ”

Blood Linglong stood in front of the two of them, sneered, and said, "The heirs of the old way of the Cold Mountain are nothing more than that, it's really disappointing to me. ”

Yang Yang helped Dao Xuan Zhenren to stand up, Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at the blood Linglong, and said with a smile: "The show is still to come, what are you anxious about." ”

Blood Linglong frowned, she suddenly turned around and saw the spirit trace actually appear in front of her.

The spirit trace was holding a bell, and suddenly shouted a Taoist exorcism spell: "Five-star town color, light Xuanming." Thousands of gods and saints, protect my true spirit. The giant beast subdues the five soldiers. Five days of the devil, dead and extinct. Wherever it is, all gods are welcome. Haste as a law! ”

He shook the bell and chanted the incantation.

But Blood Linglong didn't move, quietly watching the spirit trace in front of him, showing a sneer, very mocking.

At this moment, a stream of clear qi floated out from the bell used by the spirit tracer, surrounding the body of the blood Linglong and imprinting on the body of the blood Linglong.

Blood Linglong pursed her lips slightly, shouted, and a domineering murderous aura erupted outside her body, exuding a domineering aura, with long blood-red hair flowing in the wind, she rose in the air, dancing with her hands and feet, turning her essence into three blood swords, and shooting towards the three people on the ground at the same time.

Dao Xuan Zhenren blocked in front of Yang Yang, and two blood swords shot through his body at the same time, and Yang Yang was safe and sound under his protection. The spirit trace was also shot by the blood sword and was seriously injured.

"Dao Chief!"

Yang Yang shouted and picked up Dao Xuan Zhenren's body, and at this time, Dao Xuan Zhenren was already dying.

"Boy, I didn't let you leave with the spirit trace tonight, I have my own reasons. Now I will pass on all my lifelong cultivation to you, and I hope you will surrender this evil as soon as possible! Dao Xuan Zhenren said weakly, and suddenly pouted on the ground, rejuvenating his spirits, as if returning to the light. A dazzling golden light erupted from outside him, as if the divine had descended, inviolable.

Blood Linglong suddenly screamed, and was stabbed by this golden light, she seemed to be afraid of these golden lights, and quickly fled from here.

Ling Zhizi was seriously injured and fell to the ground, looking at the appearance of Dao Xuan Zhenren's whole body shining with golden light, but he let out a hoarse wail, and his heart was painful.

"Yang Yang, quickly bring the spirit trace to my golden light!" Dao Xuan Zhenren shouted.

Yang Yang walked over and picked up the body of the spirit trace and returned to the golden light.

Bathed in the golden light, the spirit trace's injuries healed quickly, and at this moment, all three of them sat in the golden light, closing their eyes at the same time.

Dao Xuan Zhenren was chanting the incantations loudly, Yang Yang couldn't understand the meaning of these incantations, but at this moment, he kept these difficult incantations in his heart, and he couldn't forget them.

After reciting the incantation, Dao Xuan Zhenren suddenly opened his eyes, turned to face his apprentice and Yang Yang, picked up the dust whisk in his hand, and drew two golden runes in the void, which were printed on the bodies of Yang Yang and Ling Qizi.

After doing this, Dao Xuan Zhenren smiled and left the shroud of golden light. Gradually, these golden lights were absorbed by Yang Yang and Ling Trace.

When the golden light dissipated, Dao Xuan Zhenren's body rapidly aged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally became thin into dry bones, and died of old age on the spot.

Ling Qizi and Yang Yang opened their eyes at the same time, and the two of them ran to the thin corpse of Dao Xuan Zhenren, and couldn't help but let out a sad cry.

A moment later, Dao Xuan Zhenren's emaciated corpse suddenly shattered into a pile of powder, and under the blowing of the evening breeze, it slowly floated into the air and scattered in the world.

Seeing Dao Xuan Zhenren's ashes drifting away in the wind, Yang Yang and Ling Qizi both knelt on the ground, shouting his name.

This night, Dao Xuan Zhenren passed on his life's cultivation to Ling Qizi and Yang Yang, but he didn't even leave a complete corpse, and his ashes drifted to the sky with the evening breeze, intoxicated by the bright moon and starry sky. (To be continued.) )