It's just that a person like the young man in green shirt in front of him, Xiao Ning is still the first time in his life to see him.

She whispered to Ye Ziyu: "Thank you!" With that, he turned and walked back into the house, closing the door gently.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Ye Ziyu's mouth, and Xiao Ning did not dodge the thunder, naturally not because he couldn't avoid it, but because he thought of the villagers behind him.

A mountain spirit and monster can do this step, which is really a shame for the monk who prides himself on slaying demons and destroying demons and acting for the Heavenly Dao. Compared to them, she is more adorable than she is.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck at him, obviously the middle-aged Taoist priest on the opposite side didn't want to give Ye Ziyu a chance to breathe, and one thick lightning bolt after another intertwined.

In the end, a huge thunder and lightning storm was formed, and the middle-aged Taoist priest laughed wildly in the thunder and lightning, and the previous thunder rune aura had long been exhausted.

These were the two runes he had newly taken out of his storage bag, and these two runes were all his family assets.

The storm formed by the condensation of the two thunder talismans, mixed with the lightning in the sky, caused gusts of terrifying energy to stir up gusts of wind, uprooting all the houses in Cloud Village, and only the blue-tiled house behind Ye Ziyu was safe and sound under his protection.

Ye Ziyu looked directly at the thunder and lightning storm in front of him, at this time, the lightning and thunderbolts in the sky had stopped, and the rainstorm was getting thinner, but the wind was suddenly rising, and the dark clouds had not dispersed.

A stream of blood erupted from the middle-aged Taoist priest's mouth, his face showed a sickly flush, he pushed with both hands, and the terrible storm mixed with lightning slowly came in the direction where Ye Ziyu was standing.

The storm is slow, but it has an unstoppable power.

Wherever the storm passed, the ground was struck by lightning and huge pits of earth.

The energy oscillation, with Ye Ziyu's speed, he could naturally easily avoid this bulky move, but he couldn't dodge, he could only shake hard.

Because there is not only a green tile house behind him, but there are also a hundred and ten lives in the green tile house, and there is a simple little demon.

Ye Ziyu first threw out the firebird talisman from Chen Chuanfeng's storage bag, and the spirit talisman glowed, and a firebird flew out from the spirit talisman, and a blazing flame erupted towards the center of the storm.

After seeing the firebird, the middle-aged Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and then relieved himself, this was just a high-grade spirit talisman of the same level as his own thunder talisman.

Although the attack of the fire attribute is powerful, it is still inferior to the thunder rune, not to mention that it cost two thunder runes, and it also condenses the lightning storm of the thunder.

It can be said that even if he is a top master who penetrates the meridians of the whole body and reaches the tenth level of qi refining, as long as he has not taken that step and built a Dao foundation, he can only retreat in the face of this thunderstorm, but cannot resist hard.

Didn't the boy on the other side want to save those mortals, didn't he want to protect the monster girl? I just let him not get his wish, and when the time comes, I don't believe that he won't dodge.

At that time, the thunderstorm exploded, and the demon pill would not be damaged, and after taking the demon pill, he was exhausted, so he used the transfer charm to leave this place, and the young man couldn't catch up with him.

The firebird that the spirit rune turned into was quickly consumed by the thunderstorm, and even the spirit rune was reduced to ashes, but the thunderstorm was only weakened by a quarter.

The rest of the storm was still unabated, slamming straight towards Ye Ziyu.

The white light in the eyes of the young man in the green shirt flashed, and the wisps of Haoran True Qi began to condense on the surface of his body, and in an instant, Ye Ziyu's momentum climbed to the top.

The middle-aged Taoist priest on the opposite side became very strange after seeing Ye Ziyu's heroic righteousness, surprised, puzzled and puzzled.

There was also a touch of solemnity in his eyes, a heroic righteousness, the true qi that a Terran monk dreamed of. Its power is more powerful than the thunder of the heavens, and it is also a divine object of heavenly creation.

But why would a young man with a strong and righteous spirit protect a youkai? This puzzled the middle-aged Taoist priest.

But at this time, he can't stop it, even if this young man has a great background, now he can only kill him here.

I believe that as long as it is handled properly, there will be no shortcomings.

However, for the sake of safety, the middle-aged man once again instilled true qi into the thunderstorm, and did not stop his movements until he was exhausted, and a hideous look appeared on his face.

Even if you are a demon against the sky, you still have to die at my hands.

After the blessing of the middle-aged man, the thunderstorm returned to its original size again, and at this time, it was only three zhang away from Ye Ziyu's body, and it was about to crash into Ye Ziyu.

The young man in the green shirt suddenly pointed his sword at Changtian, and the pure white Haoran True Qi rushed towards the long sword frantically.

A majestic and vast voice came from his mouth: "Heaven and earth have righteousness, and they are mixed with manifolds.

Yu people say Haoran, full of gloom! ”

As soon as the last word fell, a wisp of fresh wind was born in this world.

There was a transparent true qi the thickness of a thumb in the young man's body, and along with those pure white haoran qi, it poured into the ancient sword in Ye Ziyu's hand.

The half of the strange sword body actually let out a trembling sound after the transparent true qi entered, and the long sword behind the middle-aged Taoist priest let out a wail, and it actually exploded in the scabbard.

The Taoist priest was shocked, staring at the sword body, only to see that the vein patterns on it seemed to be all alive at this moment.

The bell and tripod ritual vessel engraved on it emitted a grand sacrificial sound, and the ancestors sacrificed to the heavens, and the sound of praying for blessings in the world spanned the ancient times and spread to the world in this world.

The long sword was blazing, and Ye Ziyu swung it down at the thunderstorm with all his might.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, the Huanghuang Sword Gang was like a heavenly sword and slashed down, and the sword gang and the thunderstorm finally collided together.

The two are both the power of the Heavenly Dao Origin, and when the energy collides, the wind is agitated, and in the mountains and forests next to the village, even those hundred-year-old trees are swept into the air by the stirred wind.

Both of them were exhausted at this time, and their eyes were staring at the two groups of energy that were clashing fiercely.

After holding each other for ten breaths, a bang came, and it was the brilliant sword gang that cut through the lightning storm.

In an instant, the dark clouds in the sky seemed to have been cut open by Jian Gang, and the light rain stopped, and the dark clouds dissipated, revealing a blue sky.

The middle-aged Taoist priest exclaimed, "This is impossible! ”

He wanted to jump up and run away, and the Shifting Talisman in his hand glowed to teleport him away in a split second, but Jian Gang had already locked on his qi.

After slashing through the thunderstorm and there was no obstacle in front of him, Jian Gang slashed straight down towards his body, and the light of the spirit rune in the Daoist's hand instantly dimmed.

And he didn't even have time to make any sound, there was no movement after Jian Gang entered his body, this strange silence did not last long, and after a while, the Taoist priest's body was split in two.

Jian Gang's edge continued unabated, splitting the ground under the Taoist priest, dozens of meters underground, leaving a bottomless huge crack before Jian Gang slowly dissipated.

The thunderstorm that was cut off exploded, and Ye Ziyu was also affected by the pond fish, and several thigh-thick lightning bolts slashed on his body, and suddenly several transparent holes appeared on his body.

Blood was splashed everywhere, Ye Ziyu was already exhausted at this time, and the long sword in his hand also returned to its original appearance.

His face turned pale, and suddenly a bolt of lightning struck him right in the back of the heart.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Ye Ziyu's mouth, and he lost consciousness.