The Taoist priest passed with a sword, and the thunder surged, and the momentum was vigorous. He held Zixiao in his hand and slashed down at the old man who was holding the long knot. The thunder is vast, and the gods descend to earth.

The old man waved his sleeves lightly and held the green bamboo pole in his hand again. He used the rod as an arrow and threw it vigorously at the Taoist priest who was leaping in the air, and the emerald green bamboo pole bloomed brightly. Murderous. Before everyone could react, the green bamboo pole arrived in front of the Taoist priest in an instant, and he was stabbed straight into his dantian qihai.

"Lao Tzu looks at you whether you die or not" The old man looked hideous, and his face was almost distorted.

The Taoist priest is not in a hurry or panic, relying on his own hand to hold the heavenly thunder to eliminate the demon first, plus accept the imperial decree, he can already cultivate himself and Longhai County a state luck into it, at this moment he does not say that the world is first-class, but also monopolizes three points of luck. The Taoist priest completely controlled the purple sky and thundered down with an unstoppable posture.

"Demons and monsters, a few thunderstorms. ”

The light rain was slight and chilly. A man and a demon poured all their might, a sword and a breath finally touched together. Where the two clashed, the white light was blazing, like day.

Wen Zhiliang slashed with a sword, and his true qi gushed and rolled, scorching the Taoist priest's heart. He didn't wait for the old man to catch his breath and return his hand, and he rushed again, completely to take advantage of his illness and kill him.

Since the old man was defeated by his strength, he naturally lost step by step at this time, and lost step by step. Without waiting to raise the qi and nourish the soul and physique, the Taoist priest's thunder sword, which was still seven or eight inches broken, slashed at the old man's face, and the old man couldn't avoid it. With the physical strength of more than 1,000 years of cultivation, he resisted a move and took the opportunity to retreat.

When he was able to avoid the murderous range of the Taoist priest's fierce qi, he looked at the Taoist priest suspiciously and asked, "Wen Zhiliang, you and I are obviously monks who climbed the second floor of Fengxiantai, why do you and I each use all our swords, but the old man is no match for you?"

The old man reached out and wiped the crimson from the corner of his mouth, and spit out a series of blood beads. He gasped for breath, looked at the Taoist priest whose face turned from rosy to purple, and finally put down his left hand that was clenched into a fist.

The world's boxing techniques either take the fierce enemy as the first opportunity, kill the enemy thousands of miles in one go, or connect with fists and feet, and inherit each other's strength, endlessly. But it seems that the old man has been accumulating strength for a long time, clenching his fists and not coming out of the strange behavior, not to mention that Zhang Xu has never seen it, even the high-spirited man who has opened the mountain ape and traveled south and north is rarely heard of.

Zhang Xu asked suspiciously: "Yuan Daxia, why did this old man clench his fists for a long time and not come out." Even when he fought against the immortal master, he only let go of his three fingers, and did not exert his strength. Not to mention the profound supernatural powers that can defeat the immortal master, at least it will not be as embarrassing as this. The man asked in a deep voice, and couldn't help but turn his face away, looking at the mountain ape that was cloudy at the moment.

Yuan Kuanliang no longer had the indifferent bearing of smiling at the world and being dashing, he closed his knees, buried his head on his knees, and trembled.

"Yuan Daxia......" Zhang Xu asked worriedly, and after speaking, he stopped talking and stopped talking.

Wen Zhiliang caught the old man off guard with his means of taking the sword and the heavenly thunder demon in one hand, and wanted to interrupt his cultivation as a demon pill with a stubborn spirit that had accumulated in his chest for many years, so that his soul would be shattered, and he could no longer harm the world. As everyone knows, this old man also secretly kept a hand, and through more than a thousand years of cultivation, he gained momentum, and at this time, there were a few more changes.

He didn't attack violently, took out the cinnabar box in his arms, opened the sealing mud, and stretched out his fingers to volley. A steady Taoist talisman slowly appeared in the palm of the Taoist priest's hand.

The vermilion light of the talisman flickered, as misty as a cloud. Looking at the cloth is not dull, there is no fluctuation. It's just that the occasional trace of purple gas on it makes the old man a little depressed. It was so suppressed that he wanted to squeeze the talisman in the palm of his hand fiercely, and watch it turn into ashes. However, the Taoist priest's tepid look, as well as his left hand touching the ground, as if he were subduing demons, put the cloud talisman drawn in his hand, so that the old man forcibly suppressed his dislike, and he had already seen the aftermath.

Wen Zhiliang looked embarrassed, looking at the flexible beating of his hand like a spiritual talisman, there was a faint trace of suppressed pain between his eyebrows.

He muttered in a low voice: "There are thousands of Dao methods in the world, but none of them can save you. His eyebrows were dull, and he watched the old man become more and more unable to stop the soaring killing machine in his heart, he didn't hesitate, and slapped the old man down.

As the saying goes, if you don't know how to draw a talisman, you will make the ghosts and gods laugh; if you know how to draw a talisman, you will be shocked by the ghosts and gods. With a sincere heart, the Taoist priest invited the gods to kill the ghosts, and when this authentic secret cloud talisman was separated from the palm of the Taoist priest, it finally exuded a trace of murderous power.

The runes are ethereal, getting closer. When it was no match for the Taoist priest, the old man looked at this cloud talisman that was more and more wrong the more he looked at it, and he suddenly exclaimed: "This is the authentic Heavenly Master Dao Secret Talisman!"

The Taoist priest did not reply, and continued to ask God to kill ghosts.

The old man shouted in surprise, and everyone in the audience around him naturally understood it very clearly. But meditate on a few words and recite a few words such as "Heavenly Master's Dao", and there will be no more follow-up. Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

What the hell is this talking about? What kind of Heavenly Master Dao, what authentic secret talisman seal.

The young man who found a safe corner to peek at the battlefield was a little stunned at this time. Especially when listening to the old man say the three words of the Heavenly Master's Dao, his mind is like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Heavenly Master Dao. It was originally one of the three major Fu Seal sect centers of Taoism. At the time of the Great Xia Dynasty, the three factions were already thunderous. Especially later, the Lingde Emperor of Great Xia was particularly fond of the study of Fu Seal. Not only are those roads hung in the main hall, but also the inner courtyard of the deep palace is arranged like a water and land dojo, drawing talismans day and night to chant scriptures and seek immortals.

Especially at that time, the real people in charge of the three factions were all sealed by the emperor's royal pen, and most of them were the Holy Spirit Jun Yunyun, which provoked the real people of the three sects to fight for orthodoxy. It was only later that His Majesty the Emperor personally spoke out to dissuade him, which did not lead to the scene of the fairy rain falling. It's just a hundred years of prosperity, and there will be an end to it. Later, the barbarian tribe of Da Chu, who lived in poverty, continued to improve themselves, and their national strength was thriving. Not only the success of the south and the north, but also the grand courage of the long snake swallowing the elephant to complete the feat of swallowing the Great Xia in one breath, the three real people who have been awarded the imperial pen of the Great Xia Emperor are naturally killed by the new emperor, and the secret method of the three mountain gates has also been lost, and there are few people who have obtained their subtlety.

But at this time, the Taoist priest who made him afraid and hated not only drew the cloud talisman in one breath, but also smeared the dansha with a red pen in the air, and swayed it for nine days in one go. The boy had some doubts in his chest and wanted to ask, but in the end he didn't open his mouth. The girl had a demented expression on her face. She looked at the Taoist priests with beautiful moire patterns under her with great interest, and said happily: "Good-looking, good-looking!"

The corners of the old man's mouth were bitter, he pursed his lips and sighed deeply.

"I thought that Da Chu drove the tiger with sheep, but it was just a humiliation. But the old man never expected that this little Nantui barbarian would actually accomplish this feat. At that time, my Emperor Dezong of Great Xia was still appeasing you, a southern barbarian, with a gentle strategy. Unexpectedly, unexpectedly......" The old man sighed deeply and said no more.

The boy opened his mouth wide, and he was even more surprised. He stood up and was about to rush forward to inquire, but in the end he didn't take that step. The young man's eyes were hot, and he just waited for the following.

Although the young man has experienced this form very little, it is even more important that the old man's words are too shocking. The history of the rise and fall of the Great Xia Dynasty is naturally mentioned. Except for some of these pertinent comments, as well as a slight topic of wild history novels. Most of the official histories record nothing more than the king's mediocrity, indulging in beauty, pampering villains, reusing relatives, and trusting eunuchs. Every time the boy read these words, he couldn't help but ask the gentleman what he was saying. But Mr. only gave a perfunctory answer, and in the end he was still perfunctory. At this time, he was not surprised to hear the old man mention the Great Xia Dynasty.

The Taoist priest's expression was cold, looking at the dragon flying and phoenix dancing in front of him, the very fine talismans, he recited many scripture spells to invite the gods to kill ghosts, and the Taoist priest who was already like a fairy in the world added purple qi to his body, becoming more and more majestic. The white robe on his body danced in the wind, and his big sleeves fluttered.

After the old man finished speaking, he seemed to touch the sad past, and he cried and laughed wildly, looking shocked. Without waiting for the Taoist priest's golden talisman to approach, the old man stretched out his thin nails and cut his wrist, and suddenly a drop of green blood slowly flowed down, and when he waited later, the green blood dripping from his wrist turned into a bright red, which was bewitching and strange.

The cultivation of demons in the world, in addition to refining the demon power and forming the demon pill, and pursuing the unity of form and spirit cultivated by Confucianism, is to strive to cultivate to the realm of transformation and change into a human form, which is really beneficial to cultivating the Tao and reasoning. This is also where the monsters in the world strive to turn into humanoid joints.

Humanity, one of the six realms of reincarnation. Except for a few true bodhisattvas who have made great achievements, as well as those rich and noble families who have scattered gold and gathered blessings, they can get a great opportunity to be promoted to the heavenly beings by chance. The monster plants that have 3,600 feathers are actually what they desire the most, but these monsters that feed on people.

Speaking out makes people not believe it, but also has to believe it.