Thirty miles north of Hanjiabao!

There is an altar here.

It is made of miserable white animal bones, with a unique style of foreign barbarians.

An old man with gray hair, dressed in wizard's robes.

Suddenly his body stiffened, and a large mouthful of blood stood out!

Burst!

The blood fell to the ground with a screeching sound, burning the surrounding dead grass black!

Obviously poisonous!

If Song Shidao was here, he would recognize that this old man was the famous Bantu Archmage outside the Guan.

Archmage Bantu was bloodstained with blood, and his eyes were extremely resentful:

"He actually saw through my soul splitting spell, where is this young man sacred!?"

"Could it be an old monster in the Central Plains?"

Archmage Bantu took out a black wolf claw from the table and removed the black powder from a crockpot.

Then the whole person began to do it, which was an ancient sacrificial ritual.

There are a lot of them in the Tohoku.

Jump God!

Mage Bantu recited an obscure and difficult barbarian spell in his mouth, and his whole person's aura became more and more gloomy.

Li Yanchu directly killed the crow, with a grim expression.

Song Shidao was a little confused just now, but then it seemed to be relieved.

"Is there anything wrong with this crow?"

Li Yanchu didn't answer him, but sensed the black qi in his hand and directly cast a Dao technique.

Object Tracking!

Black gas gives a reaction!

His eyes lit up!

Only then did he glance at Song Shidaoren: "Yes, you really didn't find out?" ”

"Where is the psychic crow, it is clearly a split soul, just now that crow has seen everything you have done, otherwise why is it such a coincidence!?

Song Shidao's expression changed greatly.

A split soul of Archmage Bantu!?

He couldn't help but feel a chill down his back.

Li Yanchu glanced at him and said coldly: "No wonder you would abandon the Dao Sect and enter the Shamanism, this kind of courage is simply a natural two hundred boys." ”

If you find an online like Archmage Bantu, Song Shidao is useless.

Song Shidao's face sank.

He was originally a virtuous Taoist master, if it weren't for the thought of killing people and alchemy, he would be discovered by his peers, and he was afraid that he would be punished by his master.

He killed three more people and escaped.

Come to the wasteland outside the pass.

And the repair is damaged.

He wouldn't be so jealous of a junior!

When Song Shidao was still suppressing his anger in his heart, he suddenly saw the young man who had recruited him at the cost of a genius earth treasure.

Suddenly, his body moved, and he came to the front in the blink of an eye!

Song Shidao's eyes were dark, but he sensed an incomparably powerful aura approaching, as thick as a mountain!

It's suffocating, breathless.

Li Yanchu didn't say a word, and turned his face directly!

He slashed over with a swift and domineering palm.

Tiangang hand!

Split the empty palm!

The scorching qi and blood suddenly burst out of the body!

He's going to kill me!

Song Shidao was a little incredulous, and was deeply shocked by the flying jump of these juniors.

Didn't you still recruit me!?

This palm came too fast!

Song Shidao didn't have time to dodge at all, and the light of the talisman lit up on his body.

Clang!

The heavens and the earth sounded the bell of Da Lu!

A terrifying wave of qi spread directly to the surroundings!

Click!

Click!

A blood-colored bead in Song Shidaoren's arms was shattered.

The shield formed by the talisman on his body was also shattered!

His eyes sank, and he picked up the magic trick, wanting to leave.

This technique of retreat was comprehended by him by chance, which is different from the orthodox Taoist technique of retreat.

This is a technique from Fuso.

His figure disappeared directly, and all his breath disappeared.

"It's nondescript, ridiculous!"

Li Yanchu took a step forward.

Suddenly, the mountains shook!

This is the blessing of the Dao Gate Rune Armor, and the power is doubled!

A deep ravine appeared in the ground.

The force was so strong that the entire ground was dented in a circle.

It's as if someone has plowed over the ground, it's a mess!

Song Shidao people bleed from their seven orifices, and their muscles and bones were broken!

The whole person was lying in the deep pit dying.

With the physique of a Taoist priest, he couldn't withstand such a domineering attack at all.

A clear light rose from within him.

It was his primordial spirit who wanted to escape from this.

Pity.

His physical body was severely damaged, and his Yuan Shen was also seriously injured.

was caught up by Li Yanchu.

Bang!

Break the mountain!

A punch is delivered.

Song Shidao's soul suddenly flew away!

As a master of tidying up the battlefield, Li Yanchu quickly packed up the things on the battlefield.

Then follow the guidance of the black gas in his hand and rush over!

Clouds and mist are born under his feet, and they rise directly from the ground.

From the time he killed the crow to the time when he killed the Song Shidao people with heavy methods, it didn't take long at all!

It can be said to be devastating!

The cold wind is like a knife, and the night is cold!

Li Yanchu soared through the clouds and killed directly at the shamanic archmage Bantu.

He is in the flesh and is not afraid of the cold wind.

In addition, there are also wind beads on the body, so the speed is extremely fast.

Thirty miles of speed quickly rushed over!

As far as the eye can see, there is a strange altar.

A white-haired old man in a wizard's robe stands behind the altar!

Apparently to fight him!

In Taoism, the altar is also an extremely important formation, a collection of ritual instruments and other objects.

This is the so-called practice of ascending the altar.

However, this bone altar is just a shamanic cult.

Among them, many of the practices and teachings of shamanism are not only contrary to human feelings, but also have too high a standard of definition.

Therefore, this shamanic altar is filled with an ominous atmosphere.

"Shaft, kill my subordinates, destroy my soul! I'm going to peel off the skin and cramp, dig out my heart and liver and soak in wine to drink!

Archmage Bantu's voice was bitter.

He just felt that this young man in his eyes should be killed!

Suddenly!

Countless poisonous insects are pouring out on the ground!

It's like a tidal wave.

In the blink of an eye, he came to Li Yanchu.

This technique is very similar to the black tide of poisonous insects that emerged after the explosion of camel carcasses.

Only this time there are more of these poisonous insects.

And bigger!

The toxicity is also getting stronger!

Li Yanchu's body was filled with pure yang thunder and fire aura, and he directly opened the rune armor!

Call!

A layer of air waves does not necessarily spread to the outside with the naked eye!

Bang bang bang!

The powerful force swept the surrounding poisonous insects out of a circle!

But these poisonous insects go one after another, as if they don't know what it means to be afraid!

What is death!

Li Yanchu's body lit up with a gentle light, with a divine light.

Plague Remembrance!

Although this is only a one-time enshrinement to drive away the plague!

But it happens to be the nemesis of these poisonous insects!

With the talisman armor, the body protection qi practiced by the Mixed Yuan Gong has already resisted the attack of the poisonous insects.

Archmage Bantu pulls a wolf tooth from his neck.

There are words in the mouth!

A huge blue wolf gradually condensed from his back!

Wild and fierce!

"Roar!"

With a roar, the huge blue wolf came to life and directly rushed towards Li Yanchu to pounce!

There was a thunderbolt flashing in Li Yanchu's eyes, and the qi of his whole body was infused into the slashing knife!

Money!

A brilliant sword met the giant blue wolf that seemed to come from ancient times!

(End of chapter)