"What a yellow-mouthed child, let you know that I know that my head lowering master flying head technique is amazing!" Ruan Cishan's face was red and white, he was also a famous generation of masters in his own land back then, but now he is despised by a kid who has just grown his hair in his early twenties, how can he bear this evil anger.

Seeing the red cloud rolling and disappearing, he knew that this powerful Dao technique had no effect, and immediately grabbed his head with both hands, and turned a large circle of three hundred and sixty degrees while carrying his head, Ruan Cishan seemed to have no bones, his head was twisted in a circle but he didn't feel anything, his mouth was still muttering a spell, and his voice was like the disgusting hymn sung by the Christians who had changed the taste of the country at a meeting, buzzing and making people dizzy.

Li Xian couldn't help but be secretly careful when he saw his strange actions, Ruan Cishan recited a spell, and suddenly pulled it out on his neck, and a head rose to the sky, this head was full of hideousness from the shell, and the heart, lungs and intestines under the head were still flying with the head, and Ruan Cishan's body still did not fall without a head, and not even a trace of blood on his neck remained, as if as long as the head was put back, Ruan Cishan could still jump around.

Li Xian was surprised when he looked at the strange scene, and realized that there was also thaumaturgy in this foreign country, he asked himself if he pulled out his head, it would definitely be dead, but he didn't expect Ruan Cishan to understand this flying head technique.

Ruan Cishan saw that Li Xian was stunned, thinking that he was afraid, and the head with the internal organs sneered and opened his mouth to bite Li Xian, Li Xian suddenly came back to his senses, his left hand slapped on his waist, and the peachwood sword in his right hand pointed at the flying head, and the golden spell hit the flying head, Ruan Cishan knew that the middle earth Daomen spell was powerful, but he still didn't have to be obviously very confident, this flying head technique is the highest mastery of the Southeast Asian head descending masters, and the flying head technique can be called a sect of masters, as long as the small charm is not the kind that can summon the Vermilion Bird just now, he is not afraid at all.

"Boom, bump!"

The golden talisman hit the flying head, and the black light flashed on Ruan Cishan's head, and the golden talisman suddenly exploded, rippling layer by layer, but the flying head swallowed the exploding talisman extremely fiercely, and when he spit it out, the golden talisman was already black.

"Boy, come over obediently to die, grandpa will give you a good time, otherwise you won't be able to survive and die, hahaha!" Ruan Cishan's flying head laughed arrogantly, and bit Li Xian, Li Xian threw a peachwood sword backwards and hit Ruan Cishan's forehead, Ruan Cishan screamed, and his forehead was scorched black.

The flying head castrated non-stop, and he bit on the rocks by the sea, and the hard black rocks that the tide rolled and slapped were actually bitten off by him, and Li Xian looked at him as simple as biting a piece of cake.

"What a powerful sorcery!" Li Xian sighed secretly, and when he saw Ruan Cishan's flying head biting him again, he pinched it with his left hand, stepped on the Big Dipper Sword like seven stars, and roared, "Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Thunder Xihua Tianzun borrowed my true law of thunder, sword and fire god thunder, urgent as a law!" ”

The curse was completed, and the dark sky was suddenly torn apart by a thunderbolt, as if the darkness covering the sky was shattered by the thunder god, a very thick thunderbolt poured down from the sky, and the thunder pillar was also wrapped around sparks, and the thunder light connecting the heavens and the earth fell on the flying head in only an instant, Ruan Cishan showed a frightened look, opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of black blood, the black blood and the black light on his head gathered together, and it rose and condensed into a serpentine totem, and the serpentine totem looked up and hissed, as if it was a demonstration to the thunder and lightning.

Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Thunder Xihua Tianzun is the highest god of the Heavenly Court Thunder Department, the blessing and disaster of heaven and earth, the life and death of people in charge, Li Xiannian's spell is said to be borrowed from his method of receiving the truth, this spell is right in the Han Dynasty or before the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, but since the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, this spell is not so right, after the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, most of the passages connecting heaven and earth have collapsed, and most of the thunder and lightning between heaven and earth are running in accordance with the established laws.

Li Xiannian's spell is mostly because of the habit he has developed since childhood, his master is so handed over to him, no one wants to change it from generation to generation, that sword fire god thunder actually follows the mystical laws between heaven and earth, with the footwork of the Maoshan faction, with the power of the Dao, the power of heaven and earth is not much to do with those gods and Buddhas, but maybe many years ago, you can directly borrow the law from the main god of the thunder department, and the power of that technique may be stronger than now.

The power of thunder and fire on behalf of the heaven and earth to the yang to the rigid bombardment on the snake totem, the black light on the snake totem peeled off, the black snake raised its head and hissed angrily, for a while the power of thunder and fire was in a stalemate with the snake totem, but the power of thunder and fire is huge, and the thunder fire is born to restrain the power of yin and evil, and the sparks circling outside the thunder pillar continue to fall on the snake totem, and the snake totem does not support for long before it begins to shrink and dissipate.

"Pounce!"

Ruan Cishan spurted out a mouthful of black blood again, and the black blood merged into the serpentine totem, and the serpentine totem suddenly struggled as if it was about to break through the power of thunder and fire, but this was like a man's firmness before the high * tide, and it weakened after the high * tide.

"Boom!"

A bang exploded on the top of Ruan Ci Mountain, the serpentine totem was directly swallowed by the thunder and fire, the Dao silver snake flew, and the heaven and earth were bright, and this bright light came and went quickly, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

What surprised Li Xian was that under this advanced Maoshan Dao technique, Ruan Cishan's flying head was not blown up, Ruan Cishan's head was now bald on the side, and the bald head was not shiny but was burnt and black, exuding a smell of barbecue, and the organs and intestines that were shimmering under his flying head technique did not know where they were blown up, and only his bald head was left in the entire flying head technique.

Ruan Cishan swayed his head and flew towards the high platform, Li Xian looked at him as if he was about to fall down at any time, Li Xian was about to completely kill him with a Dao technique, but Ruan Cishan's head had fallen back on his body, Ruan Cishan's chest and abdomen collapsed, and there was nothing in it.

Li Xian blew up his heart, liver, lungs, kidneys and stomach, which meant that he couldn't eat, couldn't breathe, couldn't live with a surname, and Li Xian was extremely surprised that he could still stand and talk, and Li Xian wasn't very sure if Ruan Cishan was now only supported by an evil force to keep himself immortal, or if he could grow new organs, or maybe he could cut off someone else's head and connect his own head.

Li Xian didn't understand these head-lowering techniques and was still speculating, but Ruan Cishan on the high platform over there spoke.

"I hid in this small fishing village, waiting for the true god to come, I thought that the true god came to me, Ruan Cishan is the new son of God, and I can share this world with the true god, I originally wanted to dedicate you three cultivators to the true god and spread the glory of the true god to you, but I didn't expect you, a damned Middle-earth Taoist, to be unwilling to accept the gift of the true god, and dare to hurt me, in this case, you should accept the wrath of the true god early!"

Ruan Cishan's voice became louder and louder from low to high, and as he spoke, his face became more and more hideous, suddenly, Ruan Cishan turned around and inserted his right hand into Zheng Shi's body and grabbed his heart, Zheng Shi was stunned and fell from the high platform with a relieved smile, Ruan Cishan killed his own natal Gu Qiqi and began to bleed.

But he didn't care about the condition of his body at all, his mouth kept spitting out spells, Ruan Cishan raised the already black heart like a stone in his hand high, and a circle of yin power began to gather together in the sound of his incantation, Li Xian's feet suddenly blew a strong yin wind, the yin wind rolled up the stones on the beach and fell into the sea, and a whirlpool in the sea formed at a very fast speed.

The spell in Ruan Cishan's mouth became more and more urgent, and the whirlpool on the sea surface became bigger and bigger, Li Xian's face was solemn, and a huge demonic qi was rising from the whirlpool.

Can't let him finish chanting the spell, "Look for death!" With a loud shout, Li Xian jumped high on the platform, and the peachwood sword slashed at Ruan Cishan's head, breaking him in half from head to toe.

"God will punish you!" The sneering expression could not be revealed, Ruan Cishan followed his natal Gu and fell off the beach, Li Xian's movements were still a step late, and a terrifying figure in the whirlpool was revealed.

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