The sudden change of the Immortal Daoist suddenly attracted the collective attention of everyone in the audience, and they all looked at the Immortal Daoist with surprised expressions.

I saw that the expression on the face of the immortal Daoist became very strange, his eyes were deep-set, his mouth was round, his neck was twisted from side to side, and his body kept shaking mechanically, like a marionette that had been pulled up by someone to hang the wire, which seemed a little uncoordinated.

As the golden light gradually entered his body, the immortal Dao man, who had finally regained his composure, slowly turned his head, and suddenly shot a beast-like gaze in his eyes, and his body swept suddenly, rushing towards the direction of the silkworm treasure.

Wang Ruoli and Zhang Shicao below saw that the immortal Daoist was acting strangely, and hurriedly made a move to block it. Wang Ruoli raised his hand to be a "maple fall", the maple leaves were flying, falling one after another; Zhang Shicao's black qi around his body soared, and the wind broke out "the spring breeze blows and grows", a black wind filled with demonic energy, and it swept towards the immortal Daoist strongly.

The immortal Taoist expression was stagnant, unmoved, but the degree of his body was more than several times, his sleeves were crossed, and the golden light overflowed, like a soft golden curtain, which easily blocked the interception and pinch attack of Wang Zhang and the two, followed by the figure of a shake, calmly floated by, and quickly fished down with his right hand, and then grabbed the silkworm treasure that was still holding the bowl and chopsticks and eating snake meat in his hand.

Wang Ruo was shocked and stopped, this immortal Daoist was still being pressed and beaten by himself just now, how could his strength soar so much in the blink of an eye?

The rest of the people were also unexpectedly surprised by the sudden difficulty of the Immortal Daoist, looking at the old Dao figure who flew into the air again, their faces were full of surprise and doubt.

"Immortal Daoist, why are you?" The Empty Silence Zen Master on the opposite side saw the Immortal Daoist grasping the silkworm treasure, and a few traces of anxiety flashed on his face, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Haha......" The immortal Taoist laughed loudly, looked around at everyone on the field, his expression was proud, unbelievable, looking at all beings, and between the laughter, he was full of wildness, "Empty and bald, you and I already know what we are trying to do, why do you ask knowingly." ”

"You ......" Zen Master Kong's voice was blocked, and his face was angry, but he was speechless for a long time, as if the other party's first move disrupted the plan and deployment.

"Tsk...... Ben Hou really can't see it, where did the Immortal Daoist get this pride?" Wang Ruoli looked at the Immortal Daoist's proud expression, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was a little confused, "The immortal Daoist with the dignified concept of three lives, taking great pains to catch a little girl, is really majestic!"

"Lihou doesn't have to deliberately be sarcastic, Ming people don't say dark words, I am naturally not waiting here for any so-called 'fairy soup', just with such a few mouthfuls of fairy soup, although there is some fairy energy, but it is not possible for the two of us to compete for it. The corners of the Immortal Daoist's mouth were lightly grinned, and he said presumptuously, "This girl appeared rashly

This, I think it has a lot to do with this pot of fairy soup, I'm afraid it's not a rare beast, it's just a great spiritual thing. Seeing that you are not blessed, this king will laugh at it on your behalf. ”

"The Immortal Daoist is so resolute and courageous, Ben Hou admires!" Wang Ruoli frowned slightly, stared at the Immortal Daoist, and noticed that the other party's self-proclaimed name had become "this king", and couldn't help but be active, and said a word that was a little incompatible.

Wang Ruoli secretly glanced at the silkworm treasure, and now although the other party was caught, he still blinked a pair of big eyes and chewed on the delicious snake meat, as if he didn't care about everything around him. Under such a situation, Wang Ruoli's heart didn't know why, but he was not worried about the silkworm treasure in danger.

"Immortal Daoist, you are breaking the rules!" Seeing that the silkworm treasure was about to be taken away by the Sansheng Temple, how could they easily give up, and led the monks under the door to besiege the people of the Sansheng Temple.

"Hmph!" Seeing a group of monks from the Faliang Temple surrounding him, the Immortal Daoist let out a cold snort from his nose, "I can't help myself!"

The immortal Taoist drummed all over his body, the golden light was rising, and between the rings with his hands, he sacrificed a golden net, and faced the people of the Faliang Temple, as a hood.

The strength of the two people is thin, and the spiritual law rushes upward, wanting to break the golden net of the immortal Taoist, but the difference in spiritual power between the two sides is too big, and they can't break through the golden net at all.

Where did the people of Faliang Temple think that this Immortal Daoist suddenly became so powerful, even those disciples of the Three Beings Sect behind the Immortal Daoist showed surprised expressions.

Zhang Shicao on the side of the table saw that the situation was not right, the spirit sword slashed, and the black qi began to slowly diffuse, and his body moved with the shadow, accompanied by a thick black smoke, and swept towards the Immortal Daoist.

The immortal Daoist manipulated the golden net with one hand, and swept forward with the other, and the golden light shot continuously, instantly scattering the black smoke, and even Zhang Shicao was also beaten down together.

Could it be that this is the true strength of the Immortal Daoist? Wang Ruoxing was suspicious, and he was trying to control the poor sword formation and recruit support for Zhang Shicao.

At this time, Zhang Shicao, who was knocked down by a blow, raised his hand to absorb the sword, stood up again, looked at the Immortal Daoist, and said with a cold face: "You are not an Immortal Daoist, who are you?"

When Wang Ruoli heard this, his mind turned, and he finally understood, no wonder when he fought against himself just now, this Immortal Daoist did not have such a strength embodiment, it seems that I am afraid that the original Immortal Daoist is no longer an Immortal Daoist in this short period of time, this strange change should have started when a piece of golden light emanated from the other party, right? What happened to make the Immortal Daoist become not an Immortal Daoist?

Wang Ruoli's expression was solemn, and he summoned the Poor Sword Formation to form a powerful sword formation of nine hundred and eighty-one swords.

The "Immortal Daoist" looked at Wang Ruoli's rising sword formation, and the corners of his eyes narrowed slightly, as if there was a hint of rare prudence.

However, before Wang Ruo could leave the sword attack, he suddenly sensed a powerful aura of spiritual power rising from the position behind him.

Wang Ruoli looked back in astonishment, and saw Yu Xiaoxiao walking up with a smile on her face.

Wang Ruoli was a little embarrassed, and then he thought of his "partner" who ate meat together, but there was an immortal-level Spirit Monarch powerhouse, and he actually forgot about her?

Yu Xiaoxiao's posture is graceful, taking off in the wind, and when the two hands are intertwined, he plays a type of "free and floating", like a rippling free spiritual power, swept in the air, and saw that the golden light of the "immortal Taoist" was like a withered seedling, sinking into the mud, and there was no longer any life.

The "Immortal Daoist" was shocked when he saw the situation, and hurriedly connected a few golden light radiations, but unfortunately he encountered the spiritual power of Xiaoyao, just like hitting a stone with an egg, in vain, and he was hit by a long blow and flew out directly.

"You...... Are you a loose monarch?" was injured in his body, and the face of the "Immortal Daoist" turned red, and he could no longer restrain himself, and a mouthful of thick blood spurted out of the air. Who would have thought that in such a humble place, there would be so many powerful people, and there was also a Lingjun powerhouse, this kind of top powerhouse in the world of Shenyuan Da 6, he was really lucky.

The "Immortal Daoist" looked panicked, how dare he fight again, raised his hand and swept back, overturning a group of disciples of the Three Lives Concept, clearing out an empty space, paving the way with golden light, and running away directly regardless of it.

Yu Xiaoxiao frowned, seeing that the other party was fleeing quickly, the corners of her mouth hooked up a good-looking smile, and the jade hand held a jade bead, and saw that the bead came out of a few blue lights, and shot directly along with the fleeing "Immortal Daoist", the "Immortal Daoist" was like a wild goose that was shot by an arrow, fell down directly, rolled twice on the ground, and couldn't move.

Yu Xiaoxiao took a light step, stepped directly out of dozens of zhang away, came to the silkworm treasure, and watched the silkworm treasure finally finish the snake soup happily.

Yu Xiaoxiao smiled slightly bitterly, sighed helplessly, and with a move of her right hand, beckoned the "Immortal Daoist" to fly back in a hurry.

The "Immortal Daoist" was bound by the spiritual power of the Immortals, and Xu knew that there was no hope of getting out, and his face was full of dead and depressed colors.

Suddenly, on the way back, the golden light on the body of the "Immortal Daoist" who was originally bound suddenly flashed, and then disappeared, and a small hole was broken from the back of his head, and a golden insect was drilled, its shape flickered, and it was extremely fast, flying towards the sky.

As for the "Immortal Daoist", his body was like he had no skeleton, and he quickly collapsed, turning into a shocking puddle of broken skin and rotten flesh, which fell on the grass.