The gray mist in the ruins of the imperial city blown by the cold wind spread to the surroundings, and just this change frightened several people into battle, and began to push the spirit treasure they carried to frame the surroundings.

A middle-aged Taoist threw out an apricot yellow banner embroidered with a golden dragon in his hand and planted it heavily in the center of the imperial city.

The invisible ripples spread out in all directions, and the evil god aura that was originally spreading suddenly even vaguely wanted to gather towards the flag.

The rest of the Daoists also used all their means, constantly driving the evil god's aura back to this range.

There are even a few people who directly set up their magical powers and came to the outside of this imperial city, and instantly killed everything that was eroded by the evil god's breath, these people are certainly sad, but if other people continue to be contaminated by this breath, it will definitely cause chaos!

In the past few moments, a few Daoists were able to completely erase the traces left by the evil gods, but there was no slackness on the faces of several Daoists.

Although the traces left by the evil god have been removed, the student body is still there, and if it cannot be removed, I am afraid that the consequences will be far more serious than now, hundreds of times or even ten thousand times!!

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have sent a distress signal to the Lingbao Sect, this matter is beyond our control, although we have the Lingbao left by the ancestor master, we are facing an evil god, and we must not be careless!"

After the goatee old man finished speaking, the faces of several people began to become grim again, the extraterritorial evil god is not only because of its strong pollution, but most importantly, because of its strength and strong regeneration ability.

It is comparable to immortality and immortality, and many magical powers that are reborn from severed limbs are combined together, and it is extremely difficult to kill, and the attacks of ordinary three-grade monks, except for the heroic aura of Confucianism, no existing attack can hurt the evil god.

"What Brother Dao said is very true, at this time, the extraterritorial evil god is in urgent need of someone to support, otherwise even if we die in the spirit world, no one will be able to know the condition of this evil god!"

"The plan now, not only to contact the sect, but also to know what the battle situation is in this spirit world, I don't know if that Daoist brother can still hold on!"

Speaking of this, several Daoists had Dao surprise on their faces, after all, fighting against the evil god with the power of a mortal, it was too fantastical to say this, even if they had to admit it, it was impossible!

But!

The mortals who had escaped from the palace had already informed them of what had just happened, and even more so of the Dao Master's supernatural powers.

"After contacting the sect, I will enter the spirit realm as soon as possible!"

This goate-bearded Taoist priest patted the coffin and concluded that no matter what, he must not let the three ancestors leave the world, and be taken advantage of by the evil gods, resulting in the destruction of life!

Several Daoists moved in their hearts, and each automatically used their own sound transmission techniques to pass on the matter of the evil god's incarnation, but the descriptions of this mysterious and powerful Daoist were in different forms.

A Taoist priest who can resist the evil god with his own strength, or a Taoist priest who is a mountain and wilderness left Taoist, already has a somewhat mysterious appearance.

In less than a few breaths, everyone had already informed their own sect of the matter, and received a reply of support, and then they looked at the goat nonsense in front of them.

"This matter of opening the door to the spiritual realm will be handed over to the poor road!"

The old Taoist priest had a bit of determination on his face, once the door of the spiritual world is opened, it is easy to be targeted by the evil god if he is not careful, and the next situation is to die.

Life and death are in a thought, but this old Taoist priest still chooses to be the first to strike!

Peng!

The light of the spell suddenly flashed, and he held a demon slashing sword in his left hand, and the robe he was wearing flashed with a pale yellow light, obviously not ordinary, and there were a few more talismans in his hand.

"This ......"

A few people beside him saw the goatee Lao Dao, who was supposed to enter the spirit realm to fight the evil god, standing in place, and they were stunned for a moment, and the magic power in their hands couldn't help but aim at him.

But I couldn't help but look at the entrance of the spirit world out of the corner of my eyes, just to know what was going on in the spirit world.

"Weird!"

"This ...... How can it be!? ”

"!!"

Several Taoist priests who had already been buried in the battle against the evil gods, after seeing the picture in the spirit world, each expressed their mentality about the battle in front of them.

What do they see?

A myth, an evil god who fell into the world, was actually pressed and beaten by a mad Taoist priest!!

The evil god has completely bloomed his own essence in the world, and Grachi's name is passed on to the hearts of every Taoist priest, even with a faint weirdness and ominousness, as if it intends to erode their minds!

"Evil God, Gracchi!!"

Several people took their eyes off the evil god with difficulty and looked at Lin Shou at the other end, standing behind the long river of swords. This vast and vast river of swords, the lethality contained in it, made several people feel shocked.

Great supernatural powers, too terrifying!

If this trick is used on oneself and others, there is no way to give oneself and others a chance to escape, maybe they will be overwhelmed by this sword light in an instant, and completely dissipate between heaven and earth!

"Left Path Technique?!"

The goatee beard Taoist standing at the forefront narrowed the corners of his eyes slightly, and vaguely, he seemed to have touched a little bit of the breath of the left side of the door, but now this matter does not matter.

It is important to kill the evil god, although the left path supernatural power is powerful, but the power of counterattack is definitely unbearable!

"Fellow Daoist, I'll come to help you!"

Although several people had the intention of subduing the evil gods, they did not rush forward directly, but stood aside and began to shout loudly, and at the same time, their bodies were flooded with Dao Dao immortal light, revealing their identities.

"Spirit Treasure Sect?!"

Lin Shou caught a glimpse of the visitor out of the corner of his eye, feeling the aura emanating from his body, and immediately determined that it was not the evil god's minions, but the people from the Daomen, which lowered the warning.

The few people in the Dao Sect suddenly felt that the feeling of fear brought by the long river of swords in front of them just now disappeared, and they even breathed heavily.

"With this kind of strength, could it be that this person has completely stepped into the last step of the climbing ladder?!"

"With this sword light and supernatural power alone, he is already completely invincible in this world, what is the origin of this person?"

"Strange, strange, why can't I know where this supernatural power comes from this canon?"

Several Taoist priests were uncertain in their hearts, but the movements in their hands did not stop, and several spiritual treasures were taken out by them, and a large array glowing with Xuan Light stood in this spiritual realm in an instant!

"Everyone, be careful, although this evil god is not complete, don't take it lightly, the power of the evil god is not a mortal like us, and it can be resisted with the power of the flesh!"

It's just that when he said this, this goatee Taoist couldn't help but glance at Lin Shou, this person was definitely not measured by common sense.

Everyone nodded in unison, but at this moment, they directly came to this large array and sat in it, and began to inject mana continuously.

Buzz Buzz......

The sound of fluctuations came from this formation, and the invisible ripples began to spread wildly in all directions, Lin Shou looked at a few people with a smile on his face, he really had never seen such a formation.

It's just that Gracchi on the side became more and more irritable at this moment, and more and more tentacles were stimulated by him, wanting to destroy this big array, but he had no choice but to be forced back by this invisible force.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

Regardless of the evil god's roar, these many Taoist priests did not change their complexions, and they were still practicing with their eyes closed, urging the formation in front of them with steady mana.

"Disciple respectfully invites the master to respect a treasure, three clear bells!"

This goatee Taoist stood in the formation, his face was solemn, and he was not at all shocked as if he had just now, and the space in front of him was even more faintly distorted.

A cyan bell with faint ripples on its body was constantly being pulled out, and somehow, it seemed to sense the breath of the evil god, and the patterns on the ordinary cyan bell suddenly lit up.

"Sanqingling?!"

Lin Shou's eyes narrowed slightly and looked at this bell, with this treasure forging technique, he could see at a glance that the Sanqing bell in front of him was extremely extraordinary.

"Hehehe, it's worthy of the three of them, if you can borrow this thing to study for a day or two, maybe you can really study something!"

Lin Shou glanced at these three clear bells with some regret, such a good magic weapon, why is there no fate with the poor road? It seems that in the future, we will definitely find a way to create a spiritual treasure!

Lin Shoushu didn't know that he was slightly sorry and looked at the few Taoists on the side with a little pity, this is the ancestor of the treasure, didn't this Taoist have the idea to hit this treasure?

Fortunately, Lin Shou, who was envisioned in the hearts of several people, did not appear when he let go of the evil god and turned his head to fight against himself and others, and this Sanqing Ling was successfully invited out.

"Ding!"

An extremely crisp voice sounded in this spirit realm, and the originally chaotic and disorderly evil god origin qi was instantly emptied, and even Lin Shou felt a burst of clarity in his brain, and after fighting with the evil god, some chaotic hearts became more and more stable at this moment.

Graki, who was constantly impacted by the rain of swords in the sky, completely went berserk in this area, and even did not hesitate to remove his tentacles one by one, but also approached the Sanqing Bell in the formation.

"Please Master Zu to subdue the demon!"

The look on this goatee's old face completely changed to a joyless, innocent and endless appearance, and respectfully input all his mana into the Sanqing Ling in front of him.

"Roar, roar, roar, ......"

Gracchi was completely insane, as if there was a fear from the bottom of his heart, which was constantly eroding his reason, and several tentacles were actually forced by him and projected out in the form of broken arms.

It is like a meteor falling to the ground, and it is like a mountain floating in the air returning to the earth, carrying a huge destructive force, wanting to completely break the formation.

"Grachi, hehe, don't forget, you're fighting the poor road now!"

In Grachi's stunned gaze, under the preparation of several Taoist priests to be martyred, the long river of this sword was forcibly divided into one-tenths.

Brush Brush Brush ......

A huge scrubbing sound sounded, and the evil god supernatural power, which was originally indestructible and could be reborn with a broken arm, was actually washed away without even a drop of gray slime.

"Dingding!!dingding"

Just when Graki was about to bark impotently, the Sanqing bell that the goat lake had urged really rang, and its sound was like a heavenly sound, and it was like fairy music.

Lin Shou is familiar with music and rhythm, and he has learned about many tunes made by famous masters, and he is also fortunate to hum one or two on weekdays. But when I heard this bell today, I felt like I had fallen into a fairyland, ethereal, like a legacy and left, and I couldn't help myself!

Can!

Gracchi didn't have such treatment, the sound wave had not yet hit his body, and his already distorted complexion became more and more brutal at this moment, but somehow, it always felt like the brutality was acted.

"Hehe, mongrel, are you going to use this trick to trick the poor Dao again?"

Ever since he experienced the incident in the middle of the lake, Lin Shou had long known that this evil god already possessed the technique of the golden cicada shelling, and many of the techniques of the left path that he had displayed before were just to paralyze this evil god.

"Left Dao Divine Power - [Ten Thousand Swords Fallen Grave]!"

Extremely terrifying, containing the magic power of endless sword killing power, Lin Shou was really shown his killing power at an important moment!

The original sword river not only expanded nearly tenfold at this moment, but behind each fairy sword, a phantom actually appeared, as if a heavenly immortal was born into the world and killed with a fairy sword in hand!

Horror, too terrifying supernatural powers!!

The old goatee who was ringing the bell almost stopped the movement of his hand, not to mention the others who were transferring mana on the side.

In the face of this terrifying pressure, this formation almost collapsed, but everyone couldn't help but feel fear surging in their hearts at this moment.

Is this kind of magical power really something that ordinary people can use?!

Lin Shou doesn't care about anything else, Graki is his biggest merit supplier, and he definitely can't let this bastard run away from him!

This blow, no matter what, has to make this guy leave the merit.

The sword light was almost to the extreme, not to mention the blessing of the sword immortal phantom, the moment the bell of the Sanqing Bell touched Graki, the left path supernatural power, the [Ten Thousand Swords Fallen Grave], had already been killed.

Graki's body was full of starlight, and it was best that in front of this killing technique, he was constantly decomposing his body, but that resentful gaze never left Lin Shou for a moment.

Graki, who had fought Lin Shou from beginning to end, knew in his heart that the key to his defeat was not the Sanqingling next to him, but the terrifying human in front of him!

If he hadn't dragged himself and destroyed the formation and the spirit treasure, why would he have fallen and dissipated here today?!

The last thoughts of the differentiated body are constantly disappearing, and many origin powers are also quietly beginning to transfer towards their own bodies at this moment.

He is an evil god, not a beast, so how can he not know that he will avoid good fortune when he is evil?

"Foolish human, when I return again, it will be your ......"

Before Gracchi's words of disdain were finished, he only felt that a sword light was getting closer and closer to him, and the phantom figure that was the same as the terrifying human was holding a sword, instantly cutting off the last trace of contact between himself and the shell.

"Cub seed, the poor road has been guarding against you!"

(End of chapter)