Hearing Li Daoxuan's words, a trace of anger flashed in Qian Jizi's eyes.

"Five plagues, Lao Zhu, let's fight with him, don't hide it, any means to press the bottom of the box are all used!"

"Hmph, fight with him, I don't believe it, he can keep this state forever?"

"Let's shoot together."

The five evil elders are all old rivers and lakes who have experienced strong winds and waves, although they are afraid in their hearts at the moment, but after hearing Li Daoxuan's words, they have already understood the strong murderous intent of the other party.

So far, the only way to fight to the death is to put it to death and live later!

Even if you die, you have to leave this arrogant boy with a lesson that you will never forget!

Old Demon Zhu was the first to make a move, his body became a little bigger, he opened his bloody mouth, and spat out a black demon wind towards Li Daoxuan.

For a while, Li Daoxuan's body was dark, flying sand and rocks, and it was difficult to see.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Old Demon Zhu's huge body ran and became even more huge, trembling the earth with every step, and black light flowed on the two raised fangs, heading towards Li Daoxuan's body.

These two fangs are the magic weapons that he has practiced for many years, refining them every day with demonic energy, blood energy, evil qi and filth qi, specializing in breaking the Taoist technique, and once pierced a Daomen Yang God and tore it in half.

Qianjizi also made a move, and he took out the killer weapon that he had treasured for many years, a rattle-like magic weapon.

But this drum is not childlike at all, because the drum handle is carved from white bone, the drum surface is covered with human skin, and the umbilical cord is used as silk thread, and a few small skulls are hung.

Bang Bang!

As the rattle was shaken, an extreme resentment and anger emerged, surging towards Li Daoxuan like a tide.

"Li Daoxuan, how about looking at my son's and mother's frightened drums?"

Qianjizi's voice sounded, revealing a hint of pride, obviously this child's mother horror drum is his proud work, and he has a lot of confidence in it.

Facing the menacing pig demon, Li Daoxuan was just about to raise the Vermilion Bird Bow, when a sharp drum sounded in his ears, as if there were countless powerful ghosts howling in his ears.

In a trance, he saw many powerful ghosts transformed by mothers and children rushing towards him, some mothers showed scorched marks on their bodies, and some appeared on their children.

Angry, angry!

This aura is so strong that it simply obscures the stars in the sky, and there seem to be thousands of ghosts walking at night in the entire Chang'an City, and a group of demons are born.

Those ghosts rushed towards Li Daoxuan under the manipulation of Qian Jizi.

According to common sense, whether it is a resentful spirit or a powerful ghost, in front of Li Daoxuan in the half-step Yang God Realm, he should retreat and stay away.

But these ghosts don't know what kind of abuse they have experienced, and the weight of their resentment is that Li Daoxuan has only seen it in his life, and when he sees him, not only is he not afraid, but he also pounces like crazy.

In just an instant, Li Daoxuan was overwhelmed by the sea of powerful ghosts.

The fierce aura that rushed to the sky even overshadowed the pure yang qi on his body, as if the ocean had extinguished the great sun.

Seeing this scene, Qian Jizi showed a smug smile.

This Child-Mother Horror Drum is his most satisfying work in the past few decades, and he has paid countless efforts to reach the level of a low-grade spirit treasure, and he even used this drum to grind a Yang God to death!

In order to refine this drum, he found thousands of pairs of mothers and children, and placed each pair on a red-hot iron plate, most of the mothers would choose to pick up the child and let themselves be burned to death, and a few would put the child under their feet in severe pain.

Such a dead soul hated the heavens and the earth, and had an incomparably powerful resentment, and was not even afraid in the face of the Yang God Realm.

It took Qianjizi decades to make this drum, which is also his biggest hole card, and every time he uses it, he must sacrifice it with the blood of the yang god!

"Li Daoxuan, admit defeat now-"

Qianjizi's words came to an abrupt end before he finished speaking, only to see a brilliant Xuanguang blooming among the ten thousand ghosts, and a huge Xuanwu phantom appeared, with the head of the dragon and the tail of the turtle, and the back of the snake coiled on the turtle, accompanied by the monstrous waves, and the Xuanhuang for thousands of years.

In the ghost shadow that was shocked into the sky, Li Daoxuan's eyes were cold, his murderous intent was revealed, his Xuanwu robe was fluttering, and his slender fingers were already pressed on the handle of the white tiger knife on his waist.

Qian Jizi fell into an ice cave for a moment, only to feel that before the knife was unsheathed, his neck seemed to have been separated.

Fortunately, at this moment, a pig cry sounded, and Old Demon Zhu crashed into Li Daoxuan with a thunderous momentum, and his sharp fangs bloomed with a rich demonic aura.

Li Daoxuan's expression was cold, his long hair fluttered, and with a flick of his fingers, the white tiger golden knife was unsheathed by half an inch.

Roar!

The roar of the tiger moves, and the golden evil qi stirs the wind and clouds in all directions, like the birth of Shura, like the resurrection of ghosts and gods!

Under the moonlit night, a huge pig demon head flew up, with a trace of shock and confusion in his eyes, and a viscous liquid was still secreted in his mouth.

Even the two sharp and strong fangs, which had been tempered by him for hundreds of years, were broken into several pieces, and the incisions were as smooth as a mirror.

Blood gushes out of the neck, and in the reflection of the moonlight, it looks like a splashed ink painting with extraordinary artistic conception.

Li Daoxuan passed by this painting, and he didn't even look at the pig demon whose corpse was separated, only the white tiger golden knife in his hand was still dripping blood in the moonlight.

In an instant, Zhu Laomo's corpse turned into a human form again, trembling on the ground, and his strong vitality made him not die directly, but struggled to grope on the ground, trying to find his head.

He actually knew that the "Canopy Change" that he had practiced all his life had been broken, and even if he connected the head, it was only a remnant, but the fear of death and the desire to survive made him still can't help but struggle.

At this moment, he finally understood why those who had been cut off by him for food pleaded bitterly knowing that they would die.

Old Devil Zhu's head rolled off the ground, and finally stopped in a corner, where there were a few people who were hiding and taking refuge, trembling.

"Save ...... I ......"

Zhu Lao Mo never dreamed that one day, he would beg these two-legged sheep that he looked down on at all.

But in response were stones, sticks, and a swarthy sickle.

……

Li Daoxuan held the white tiger golden knife, and a phantom of a winged white tiger loomed behind him, mighty and domineering, looking up to the sky and roaring.

Blood flowed from the tip of the knife.

His hair fluttered, and his eyes sharper than the sword light looked at Qian Jizi, and said lightly: "Now, it's your turn." ”

Qianjizi's body trembled, and he subconsciously looked to his side.

"Five plagues, help—"

However, it was empty, and the five plagues had disappeared at some point, perhaps because they were invisible, or maybe they had performed the art of change, hiding in Chang'an City.

Li Daoxuan didn't pay attention to the hidden five plagues for the time being, but quietly looked at Qian Jizi and slowly raised the white tiger golden knife in his hand.

Roar!

The roar of the tiger shook Chang'an, and the golden aura became even stronger, and it seemed that the blood of Old Demon Zhu made the spirit of the white tiger even more excited.

The white tiger is the god of the West, and the main soldier is angry, so the token of the ancient army is also called the tiger talisman.

Among the four saints, the White Tiger kills the heaviest!

There was a hint of despair in Qianjizi's eyes.

"Li Daoxuan, we can talk again!"

As he spoke, he used all kinds of talisman magic weapons he had accumulated as if he were not paying for money, including a sturdy Xuanjia shield, armor forged from high-grade pure gold, a black cover, and a body protection robe......

Li Daoxuan did not make a move immediately, but quietly watched him lay down various defensive magic weapons.

"Remember our conversation in the Thousand Machines Cave?"

Li Daoxuan said as he waved the white tiger knife in his hand.

"I said, if you wait for evil cultivators, you either do it or die."

Zheng!

The sword shook the sky, the golden light flew down like a meteor, and the Taibai stars in the sky suddenly shone brightly, and then returned to normal, but the people of Chang'an seemed to see a winged white tiger bathed in starlight.

It's a flash in the pan.

Li Daoxuan had already put the knife into the sheath, covering the edge of the White Tiger Golden Knife inch by inch, and returning the world to silence.

And in front of him, Qianjizi had a fine red line around his neck.

The shield is shattered, the armor is broken, the cover is broken, the clothes are torn, and the man is killed.

Under one knife, you can use thousands of magic weapons, all of which are scrap iron.

"You...... ......"

Chikiko tried to say something, but blood kept gushing out of his throat, making him speechless.

His pupils grew darker and darker, like candles in the wind.

If it was usual, with his cultivation, even if his head was cut off, he could be connected again, but unfortunately, it was the White Tiger Golden Knife that cut him.

The majestic golden aura in the knife is like a river and sea, even if it is a great monk of the Yang God Realm, he will be injured if he rubs it, and he will die if he is next to it!

Click!

The red thread around Qian Jizi's neck spread rapidly, and his entire head fell to the ground, and he tried to keep his eyes open, staring at Li Daoxuan with vicious eyes, trying to leave a curse.

However, Feng Zhong only thought of Li Daoxuan's indifferent voice, which was also the last sentence that Qian Jizi heard in this world.

"Don't be unpredictable."

……

The Three Realms Hu took in the Yang Gods of Qian Jizi and Zhu Lao Mo, and after the physical death, their Yang Gods were also hit hard, becoming muddy and unable to resist at all.

Li Daoxuan smiled faintly and said, "It's already four, and there is still the last little mouse missing." ”

Immediately, he will be promoted to Yang God.

However, Li Daoxuan did not immediately look for the five plagues who were hiding, but first looked at the surrounding mother and son resentful spirits.

Draw talismans in the void, and pass away.

Li Daoxuan directly opened the portal to the Qing Netherworld, sent them all over, and handed them over to Niangniang to dispose of.

After these souls were sucked away, the Soul Drum also became dim, and it instantly turned from a low-grade spirit treasure into an empty shelf.

Li Daoxuan didn't have any pity, he smashed this evil drum that harmed countless people in one step, causing it to completely turn into dust.

Although it was a priceless low-grade spiritual treasure, Li Daoxuan was not moved, because the refining process of this drum was too evil and infuriating.

Such a thing, let alone a spiritual treasure, even if it is an immortal weapon, Li Daoxuan will simply destroy it.

After doing all this, he closed his eyes and began to search for the last of the five evil elders.

The eye of heaven suddenly opened, like a bright moon hanging high, shining on Chang'an.

After a few breaths, Li Daoxuan slowly opened his eyes, revealing a sneer, he raised the Vermilion Bird Bow and slowly pulled the bowstring, and the red golden flame condensed into an indestructible divine arrow.

The Vermilion Bird flapped its wings, and the red flames were monstrous.

"Found you."

……

The five plagues turned into a rat at this moment, burrowing in the thatched house of a family, the great monk of the dignified Yang God Realm, the most prestigious powerhouse among the five evil elders, did not dislike the filth in the thatched house at all, and jumped into the dung pit.

What are humiliation and filth compared to life?

In order to escape for his life, he and his brother endured a lot of humiliation and torture together, but as long as he could save his life, he would always make those who pursued and killed pay a terrible price!

He believes that Lee Do-hyun is no exception.

As long as he is allowed to escape from Chang'an, he will be like a poisonous snake secretly staring at Li Daoxuan, and even use the other party's friends and relatives as traps to lure Li Daoxuan to leave Chang'an.

He also believes that after today, there will be many people in this world who want Li Daoxuan to die, because many people will not want to have such an invincible existence in Chang'an City!

Li Daoxuan's enemy, the enemy of the Tang Dynasty......

The five plagues were like lightning, and they had already come up with several poisonous plans to deal with Li Daoxuan, but at this moment, his heart suddenly became vigilant, and he felt like he was being targeted.

It is as if there is a pair of divine eyes above the dome, discerning everything in the world.

Damn it!

Wu Plague scolded secretly, he didn't expect that he had endured the humiliation and hid in the pit, and the other party could still see him!

You must know that these filthy things are the nemesis of many Dao Sects, and many Dao Techniques will fail when they encounter these pickled things.

But Lee Do-hyun didn't seem to be affected at all.

The five plagues ran out of the pit, transformed into a colorful poisonous spider, and quickly burrowed into the beams of the house, as fast as lightning, trying to avoid Li Daoxuan's gaze.

However, a stronger sense of crisis emerged, like a man's back, like sitting on pins and needles.

That's the edge of the Suzaku Divine Arrow.

The fear of death came to his heart, and the five plagues knew that it was vain to escape, Li Daoxuan's divine eye was even more powerful than the rumors, and all changes were invisible in front of that eye.

Turning into a human form again, the five plagues were horizontal in his heart, and he flew to the sky, but there were two more dolls in his hands.

It's the children of this family.

"Li Daoxuan, if you dare to do it, these two children will die-"

Before he could finish his sentence, he paused, his pupils were shocked, and he looked incredulously at the big hole in his chest, which was empty, and his heart had been burned to ashes by the flames.

The sound of the Vermilion Bird moved, resounding through the nine skies.

The scorching Nan Ming quickly devoured his body, and under the mysterious black robe, there was a face full of rotten flesh and rotten sores.

The eyes of the five plagues showed a thick resentment, and under the burning flames, they actually showed a vicious smile.

"Li Daoxuan, I will let you live in guilt for the rest of your life, and I will let your Dao heart be overshadowed forever!"

The next moment, the two dolls' bodies trembled, the sound of crying stopped abruptly, and the originally white and tender faces began to rot and sore, becoming very terrifying.

"Haha, I injected thirty-three plagues into their bodies, Li Daoxuan, you either kill them, or wait for the people of Chang'an to bury them, hahaha!!"

The Five Plagues let out a crazy laugh, even though the Vermilion Bird Fire had already consumed half of his body, he didn't care, as if he had seen Li Daoxuan's regret and pain.

"Oh? Is it? ”

A cold voice rang out.

The space made waves, Li Daoxuan's figure suddenly appeared, and the two dolls floated in front of him, already in a coma.

On the ground, the child's parents knelt down in pray, tears streaming down their cheeks.

"Ask the national teacher to save my child!"

"They're less than two years old, and they've just learned to call their mothers......

"The national teacher is above, please be merciful!"

……

Li Daoxuan sighed lightly and said, "Don't worry, your children will be fine." ”

With that, he raised the green dragon staff in his hand and gently touched it on the two children's bodies.

Qinglong Yimu, metamorphosis thousands.

In the next moment, the thirty-three plagues were absorbed into the green dragon staff, and the two children quickly returned to normal.

The green dragon staff began to decay and wither, and it turned into dust in a few breaths, but a cyan seed fell, which took root in the soil, grew when it saw the light, and in the blink of an eye, it grew into a vigorous green dragon wooden staff.

When Li Daoxuan returned the two dolls to his parents' arms, the little ones were still snoring slightly and sleeping soundly.

"No, it can't be!"

Five plagues were in disbelief, and tried to walk towards Li Daoxuan, but they were completely swallowed by the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire, and before he lost consciousness, he heard an indifferent voice.

"Summer worm, how can you talk about ice."

Everything is ready, the next chapter Yang God.

(End of chapter)