I saw the axe fall to the ground, and where Chen Changan was standing, a big pit was smashed out in an instant, and the big pit was smashed out a few meters deep, which was just a casual blow from the middle-aged deacon.

Let Su Mo's heart mention it, it was really that she had never seen a foundation building monk fighting, so naturally she didn't expect that a foundation building monk could have such power.

is even more worried about Chen Changan's safety.

And Chen Changan, who jumped up and left, was already a few feet away from the middle-aged deacon.

Chen Changan saw the middle-aged deacon and sneered: "Didn't you eat? ”

The middle-aged deacon didn't care about Chen Changan's ridicule, they were immortal cultivators, and they were not barbarians with low IQ.

It is impossible to be annoyed and ashamed and lose your mind in a few words.

It was just a temptation from the middle-aged deacon, although his attack seemed to be wide open.

In fact, the middle-aged deacon has already done a good job, and he will run away if he is careless, besides, there are Song Zhijie and Deacon Lu watching next to him, so there is no need to be afraid at all.

The middle-aged deacon raised the axe again, this time without using his speed on the ground, because the middle-aged deacon knew that his speed was not as good as Chen Chang'an in front of him.

But the monk did not necessarily rely on speed, there were also spells, and the middle-aged deacon escaped into the ground and disappeared in front of Chen Chang'an's eyes.

Seeing the middle-aged deacon disappear from the ground, Chen Changan looked at the ground to prevent the middle-aged deacon from suddenly jumping up, but he looked at Song Zhijie and Deacon Lu who were still watching on the side.

Time didn't give Chen Changan to think, and suddenly a pair of hands stretched out from the ground, grabbed Chen Changan's bare feet with both hands, and wanted to pull him down.

However, the middle-aged deacon who escaped underground was different, he grabbed Chen Changan's bare feet, but his hands seemed to grasp steel, even if he used all his strength with the blessing of mana, these legs did not move at all.

Soon, the middle-aged deacon was red and lacked strength.

And Chen Changan, who was on top, didn't grind, the feet that were caught, the toes forward, the back heels were slightly raised, and he stepped down hard.

The middle-aged deacon in the soil felt a microwave on his head, and soon the microwave rippled to form a huge force, and the middle-aged deacon felt as if a mountain was pressing on his body, like Mount Tai pressing on the top.

The heavy force made the middle-aged deacon unbearable, endured the pain, and fled from the surroundings at Chen Chang'an's feet with difficulty.

In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged deacon popped out of the dirt.

The middle-aged deacon who came out was embarrassed and spat out a mouthful of blood. But his eyes still looked at Chen Changan fiercely.

The middle-aged deacon immediately took out the healing pill from his storage bag and took it, and his face improved a little.

Seeing the middle-aged deacon, he was easily defeated by Chen Changsheng. Song Zhijie and Deacon Lu didn't dare to be careless, and looked at Chen Changan vigilantly.

Deacon Lu said to Chen Changan, who was still safe and sound: "Just now he just underestimated the enemy for a while, so you have a chance to take advantage of it, but don't get carried away, now there is an old man to clean you up." ”

After speaking, Deacon Lu took out a clay pot from the storage bag, only to see that the clay pot was dilapidated, and there was a piece of talisman paper pasted on the seal, and some tadpole scripts that Chen Changan couldn't understand were written on the rune paper.

I saw Deacon Lu tear open the talisman paper on the seal of the clay pot, released cold black smoke from it, and drifted towards Chen Changan.

Deacon Lu didn't underestimate the young man in front of him, starting with Chen Changan's easy defeat of the middle-aged deacon.

Deacon Lu knew that he couldn't beat the young man in front of him.

As for the ruthless words just now, it was just to lose people and not lose the battle, and there was also an inner disciple Song Zhijie who was in the middle stage of foundation building behind him.

"Assert ......"

"I died so miserably,"

"Kill, kill, kill, kill ......"

A burst of ghosts and wolves howled, sounded in the dark night, they were all five, their faces were hideous, their eyes fell to the ground, and some of them had tofu juice popping out of their brains, it turned out that the black smoke in the clay pot was not gas at all, but a dead soul.

In front of them are all mortals, old and young, princesses who have fallen into the country and the city, dancing girls, disgusting old women. Among these unjust souls, there are also officials and nobles who were born rich and noble, and slaves who are inferior to pigs and dogs.

These are all powerful ghosts cultivated by Deacon Lu in a cruel and inhumane way by using the evil cultivation method.

There are hundreds more in this clay pot.

And in the distance, although the mortals in the distance retreated dozens of feet away from the edge of their battlefield when the middle-aged deacon and Chen Changan were fighting, but when they saw these powerful ghosts, their faces were pale, and some of the cowardly people were directly frightened and fainted.

It's really a fight between immortals, and mortals suffer.

The speed of the ghost is not very fast, but its unpredictable ability, especially Chen Changan, it was mentioned in the book that the soul cannot be dealt with fists and feet, and can only use spells, so Chen Changan does not know how to crack it.

Seeing that a group of powerful ghosts in front of him were attacking him with their teeth and claws, although Chen Changan knew that the best way to deal with powerful ghosts was to use mana or magic to attack.

But it just so happened that Chen Changan had no mana or spell, but now that a group of powerful ghosts was in front of him, Chen Changan had no choice but to be a dead horse doctor, clenched the fist in his hand, and punched the powerful ghost in the front.

The ghost in front of him was a beautiful woman in red, who must have been a gorgeous woman before her death. But it was still turned into a ghost by Deacon Lu using evil methods.

I saw that Chen Changan's fist touched the face of the female ghost, which was different from what he imagined, with the body of a mortal, he should not be able to hit the ghost, because the ghost is actually a kind of energy. I want you to grab the flame with your hand, you can't catch it, but the flame can hurt you. It's the same thing with ghosts.

But Chen Changan seemed to break common sense, only to see the female ghost he touched was blown away by a punch, and when she got up again, a big bag was already swollen on her cheeks.

Black blood was still pouring from under her nostrils, making it impossible to imagine that a dead ghost could still have blood.

And Chen Changan also felt incredible, because this was the first time he had dealt with ghosts like souls, and he had never thought that his body could hit these bodyless monsters.

Knowing that his body is as useful as his soul, he does not refuse to resist the ghosts who rush at him, and quickly gains the upper hand in battles with hundreds of ghosts.

Deacon Lu, who was on the side, saw that the powerful ghost he had worked so hard to raise was beaten, and he was not angry, or everything was expected by him, how could a mere mortal become a powerful ghost defeat a monk who was suspected of being in the middle stage of foundation building, in his opinion, Chen Changan could attack a powerful ghost with his fists, and it may be that he used some powerful body refining technique.

These miscellaneous soldiers released were just to consume Chen Changan's physical strength and mana.

Seeing his ghosts die one by one, Deacon Lu also began to use his hole cards, only to see him lift the clay pot above his head and slam it to the ground, and the clay pot smashed to the ground and shattered instantly.

A huge cloud of black smoke was formed, and when the black smoke cleared, a samurai wearing armor appeared one foot tall