Hongchuan, in the dense forest outside the church, there was a slight firelight, and two figures quietly flashed.

"Huyan Xiao'er, are you just going to run around like this?" The rickety old man with a deadwood cane in his hand shuttled through the trees with great agility, and not far in front of him, the white-robed Huyan Venerable was hurrying into the depths of the forest without looking back.

Venerable Huyan's current state is not very good, not only has one of the lenses on his glasses been lost, but even there are blood stains on his hands, and a little blood blooms on his originally spotless white robe.

"Without the nourishment of the Imperial Capital's spiritual veins, I feel a little powerless, right?" said the rickety old man, the crutches in his hand drew a circle in front of him, and a faint fire appeared in this circle, "A once-in-a-lifetime wizard? Don't think too highly of yourself!"

Feeling the sudden rise in temperature behind him, Venerable Huyan decisively turned around and quickly reversed, opened the folding fan with one hand and swiped it lightly in front of him, and threw out three pieces of rune paper with the other: "Huh, Moritz Sabaka!"

"Insect carving skills. The rickety old man said a little crutch, and the scorching flames burst out like a long snake, engulfing the rune paper before it could be activated. And along with this fire snake, there are countless spinning runes, and it seems that the situation is actually intended to swallow Huyan Venerable in one gulp.

"Huh!" Venerable Huyan raised his hand and pinched a sword finger, and a soft cry began in his mouth, but he suddenly felt a surge in his chest, and he couldn't help frowning.

Although there was no problem in a short period of time, after nearly two months, and now he was fighting with a warlock who was on par with him, and Venerable Huyan, who was far away from the spiritual veins of the imperial capital, finally noticed his abnormality. As the rickety old man said, although his ability was sufficient, his body could not bear it, and without the nourishment of the pure breath of the spiritual vein, his already weakened body could not withstand this long battle.

With a soft shout, three purple lights suddenly flashed from the mouth of the fire snake, and three spider-like gods the size of cars and incantations suddenly appeared, and the spider claws like spears stabbed at the rickety old man from different directions without hesitation.

"Did you pretend to activate the Morichi Heavenly Spell when you actually summoned Shikigami?" the rickety old man's fingers bent inwards and palms swiped horizontally and vertically in front of him, not disrupting his trajectory in the slightest by this sudden attack, "Get out!"

Spit out a word, and a red grid suddenly flew out from in front of him, and the three shikigami chelicera had just touched the placket of his clothes when they were crossed by the grid, and with a bang, they turned into three torn runes and floated out from his side.

Venerable Huyan was not surprised. Although this kind of sneak attack may be tricked by ordinary people, for the other party, who can obviously use the Grade A speech spirit to easily face the enemy, it is nothing more than the consumption of one more word. However, his original purpose was not to be able to stop the other party, his purpose was to cover the other party's sight.

The moment Shishen appeared, Venerable Huyan suddenly changed his direction, and rushed towards the rickety old man without retreating, the folding fan in his hand opened and closed, and the Taiji seal suddenly rose around him, and it seemed that he was planning to directly collide to inflict a blow on the other party.

As soon as the rickety old man rushed out of the fire curtain, he saw a ball of golden light flying towards him, and hurriedly raised his crutch to probe forward, and the surrounding thousands of rune papers rotated abruptly along the castration of the crutch, and in the blink of an eye, it collided with Huyan Venerable, and a buzz suddenly erupted in the forest.

The night wind struck, the surrounding was full of salsa rattling, the faint firelight was replaced by the dappled moonlight, and before they knew it, the two of them had left the dense forest around the Hongchuan Church, and they had already run into the mountains. At this time, there are no more bushes around the area, and the forest is full of bamboo.

Slapped his chest and spit out a mouthful of stagnant blood, Venerable Huyan looked at the rickety old man who was knocked out by himself, and immediately threw away the already dilapidated folding fan in his hand, and took out another handful from his cuff: "Sure enough, ......"

"You are indeed a genius, and you actually test the identity of the old man in this way. The rickety old man got up as he spoke, although his face was relaxed, but a stream of black blood had already spurted out of his mouth, it turned out that the collision just now knocked him into the bamboo forest on all sides, and the sharp broken bamboo suddenly pierced his body out of seven or eight blood holes like a sharp sword, but what flowed out of it was all black and sticky things that exuded a strange aura.

"No one in the past generations has ever mentioned to me that there is such a Taoist friend as you, and I doubted your identity at that time......" Wiping the sweat on his head, the sky suddenly rose behind Venerable Huyan, and the Taiji seal also quietly rose at this time and slowly rotated around him, "Since I know that you are not a human being, then I don't have to show mercy, I will cultivate you tonight!"

"Giggles, no shame. The rickety old man didn't care about the injuries on his body at all, and chattered and smiled as soon as he stepped forward, "Repair the old man, the old man wants to see how you have the confidence to boast about Haikou! Don't worry, I won't do anything wrong after you die, after all, this land is my foundation, you can go with peace of mind!"

Venerable Huyan smiled slightly and did not speak, but with a wave of the folding fan, the tens of millions of rune paper crushed towards the rickety old man like a huge wave. After Fang Cai's temptation, Venerable Huyan has confirmed that this rickety old man is by no means a hidden Taoist friend, but a life that was born by mistake due to the condensation of the spiritual veins of the imperial capital for thousands of years, and the obsession of the venerable ones of the past generations to protect it.

Venerable Huyan naturally understood that this opponent in front of him was definitely here in order to protect the land under his feet from being violated. But even so, his approach, his existence, everything about him was wrong. However, if he wanted to deal with such an opponent who had accumulated obsession, Venerable Huyan also felt a lot of pressure.

The rickety old man's crutches touched the ground a little, and the ground seemed to set off a ripple, but this ripple became higher and higher, and in a few breaths, it became like an earthen wall, roaring and crashing into the huge waves of Huyan Venerable's rune paper, and the two immediately disappeared, turning into countless debris and spilling down.

"Praise!" Mahalusana, ow, Rak Woo, Sara Wei Jinnan, Rak Rakha, Shake!" Huyan Venerable did not dare to slack off, the folding fan had already been opened by him and stood in front of him, and at this moment he was skillfully reciting the incantation with both hands, and the sparkling firelight around him suddenly turned into a sea of fire, and then condensed into a wall of fire in an instant, roaring towards the old man.

"The Great Curse of Fire...... But not enough. The rickety old man smiled lightly and threw out three pieces of blood-stained rune paper, and pinched his sword finger from afar, "Since you don't use the Ming King Curse, then I will also use it to pay you back." Nan Wu Sanmandovar is fierce!"

When the incantation was recited, the three runes instantly turned into an invisible barrier, and they actually steadily blocked the wall of fire from the outside.

"The Mercy Curse to Ward Off the Plague?" Venerable Yan was slightly startled, he hadn't even considered that these spells could still be used in this way. I have to say that although the opponent in front of him is just a gathering of obsessions, it is also a gathering of the wisdom of the masters and ancestors of the past generations, and the application of spells is better than himself.

"Ah, Morichi Saba. ”

Just as Venerable Huyan was thinking about what to do next, a familiar spell came into his ears, and he saw several runes of rune paper bursting with black light, and in a moment, his folding fan was broken and shattered with a roar, and he himself was lifted by the aftermath of the explosion and smashed into the bamboo forest behind him.

I can't waste any more time, I don't have enough energy. The opponent can draw the qi they need from any leyline, but they can't, which requires a quick victory. But how can we achieve a quick victory? In the face of an opponent who is superior in attack and defense, it seems that there is no possibility of a quick victory...... If memory serves, the bamboo forest in Houshan is at least seven or eight kilometers away from the church, so it seems unrealistic to ask for support......

Wait, bamboo?

Touching the verdant green bamboo in his hand, Venerable Huyan suddenly thought of a way that might be able to defeat his opponent.

"You can go with peace of mind. The rickety old man looked at the Venerable Huyan in the bamboo forest from a distance, raised his hand to seal and threw out three runes again, "Zan! Mahalusana!

However, this time, Venerable Huyan did not choose to use the rune paper to contend with it again. Quickly got up and squatted on the ground, he crossed his hands and swiped forward, staring at the fire that swept towards him and shouted, "Scatter!"

A grade 1 spirit can forcibly distort reality through words, although for the current Huyan Venerable, every time he uses it, his body will suffer severe pain, but at this time, he has to do so.

The wind suddenly rose from all sides, and the swaying bamboo forest made a strange sound, and the already mottled moonlight looked extremely gloomy.

The firelight was blown away by the hurricane, and the rickety old man frowned slightly. According to his speculation, Venerable Huyan would not easily use the spirit of words at this time, although the spirit of words was convenient to use, but he was not in his heyday now, and the use of the spirit of words was not only likely to be counterattacked, but it was more likely that it would not be able to play a role.

Unless...... Unless he's planning to use some other big spell, in order to conserve his stamina. The firelight dissipated, and the rickety old man saw that Venerable Huyan was squatting idly on the ground, his hands folded and knotted with rather obscure marks.

At the moment of "this imprint ......", the rickety old man finally sensed a sense of crisis. It didn't matter whether the sigil was obscure or not, it was the age it symbolized, and it was clear that the seal was older than his own, and his skeptical eyes proved that he had no memory of it.

Without the extra energy to pay attention to the rickety old man, Venerable Huyan was now trying his best to quickly change the seal knot, and in the blink of an eye, after the afterimage of the Dao Dao, he took a deep breath and said, "So black bamboo, and so withered ...... bamboo."

The wind rose all around, and the dried and charred bamboo leaves that had just been scorched by the flames fell, quietly descending like ominous black feathers in the night.

"The salt is so dry and the stone sinks to the bottom......"

Salt is not table salt, of course, but the salt in the soil of the earth that has been scorched by the flames has long since crystallized due to the evaporation of the water, and although it is scarce and almost invisible, it is enough if it is only necessary for a spell.

The rickety old man couldn't help but take a step back. The most frightening thing was the unknown, a spell he had never heard of before, which undoubtedly scared him a little. Not only that, but something was already condensing in the air around them, and there was no doubt that this was the unique power of the spell.

Don't wait for him to finish his spell. Thinking like this, the rickety old man waved his crutches and threw out a flash of fire and went straight to Venerable Huyan, but at this time, he was caught by a bamboo leaf in front of him, and when he ripped off the bamboo leaf and continued to attack, a bright light flashed slightly under the feet of Venerable Huyan, who was sealing, and he slid abruptly in another direction.

"I didn't expect that the final key turned out to be a low-level illusion like 'one leaf covering the eyes'!" the unwilling shout of the rickety old man was already mixed with anxiety. Although the eyes of the one leaf were low-level, they had bought time for Huyan Venerable to launch Yu Bu, so that his hasty attack had no effect.

Suddenly clasped his palms together, and Venerable Huyan raised his head and stared at the rickety old man. Suddenly the wind blew in all directions, and the dense green bamboo was suddenly approached by the wind at this moment, and it looked like a huge bamboo cage from a distance. Not only that, the moment the bamboo cage is formed, every green bamboo bursts out with colorful brilliance, and the brilliant colored light engulfs the surroundings in an instant.

"The eight-eyed bamboo cage suppression spell is as urgent as a law!"