Qiao Chen'an was free, put down Xiao Qian in his arms, and took out a dark purple locust wood card from his waist, which exuded a luster in the moonlight, and at first glance it looked like a piece of delicately polished jade.

In ancient times, there were often people who fed ghosts with locust wood, because of the yin nature of locust wood, suitable for raising ghosts and ghosts, this wooden sign was originally a mortal thing, but it hung on his waist from time to time, and was often moistened and impregnated by the aura, and it seemed to gradually become extraordinary.

Xiao Qian realized that although her cultivation was not weak among the ghosts, it was much worse than the two sides of the battle, and if she stayed outside any longer, it would only become a burden for Qiao Chen'an and hinder his battle.

"Childe must be careful, if yes, if ......"

A poignant smile appeared on Xiao Qian's face, "If you are not defeated, you will abandon Xiao Qian and go!"

Qiao Chenan didn't speak, and Xiao Qian's figure gradually turned into a puff of light smoke, like a silk mist, and got into the acacia wood card on his waist.

At a glance, the surroundings are full of vicious-looking Yaksha ghosts, I don't know how many dead souls have been silent in Lanruo Temple over the years, and the resentment in my heart is not gone, it is difficult to reincarnate, and they all turn into powerful ghosts. At this time, driven by the dryad, they all rushed towards him without fear of death.

Qiao Chen'an's eyes were bright, his body was shrouded in a layer of rich golden light, and a mighty and upright Taoist righteousness spread out in all directions with him as the center, as if the waves were crashing on the shore, and there was no need for him to deliberately manipulate it, and the ghosts close to him let out a silent scream, and their souls were scattered.

No amount of these lowly ghosts and ghosts could pose the slightest threat to him.

Qiao Chen'an frowned slightly, not understanding the use of the old demon sending these cannon fodder to death, he walked towards the outside of the temple, and the corners of his eyes suddenly jumped unconsciously.

Suddenly there was a light and distant voice in the courtyard, as if someone was calling him back in his ear, and the voice appeared directly in his mind.

Qiao Chen'an couldn't help but be in a trance, looked around, and found that he didn't know when he came to a place similar to a palace.

A mist of smoke rose in the room, and a burst of laughter suddenly came from not far away, and more than a dozen beautiful and moving women who were naked and as beautiful as lambs rushed towards him.

In an instant, Qiao Chen'an was surrounded in the center, his body was tightly attached to his body, and at a glance, his eyes were full of snow-white and enchanting, and his ears were full of blood-pumping ***** sounds, and the scene was so unpleasant.

"Illusion?"

Qiao Chenan muttered to himself in a low voice, unmoved by the surrounding scene, his mind was like iron, his will was like a knife, but a pair of pupils overflowed with blazing brilliance, and his heavy pupils flowed, seeing through all the vanity, and shouted: "Break!"

There was a bang, and the surrounding pictures suddenly turned into flying streamers, shattering inch by inch like a mirror!

He fell into a fantasy for a moment, and when the outside world appeared in front of him again, he found that two gorgeous-looking female ghosts were stabbing at him with sword-like nails!

Qiao Chen'an's face turned cold, he didn't dodge or dodge, and shouted: "It's good to come!"

Raising his hand forward, the golden mangs appeared, and the cold sword qi bloomed in the dark night like a raging storm, like a blooming flower.

The nails were broken inch by inch and were cut into countless pieces, the two of them showed anger and madness, and they still pounced on Qiao Chen'an without stopping, but their originally beautiful faces suddenly cracked out one after another, like broken porcelain, and exploded with a bang.

Hastily!

A violent and rapid sound of breaking the air came, from far and near, there was a one-person-high bronze tripod in the courtyard carried by the roots of the old demon tree, with the momentum of thunder and thunder towards him, the momentum was like a landslide and tsunami, unstoppable.

Qiao Chenan manipulated the small sword and hit the bronze tripod head-on, the sword qi sprayed thin, swaying like a fan, a clanging sound came, and sparks burst out in the night, but it was only a hundred shallow sword marks left on the top of the tripod wall, which was difficult to break in the slightest.

The speed of the bronze tripod did not decrease, and he was still slammed into him with the huge force of Wan Jun, Qiao Chenan wanted to dodge sideways, but his feet were as if he was entangled, and he couldn't even move half a step.

Looking down, I found that more than a dozen evil boys wearing red belly pockets, hair buns, and neck collars touched his side at some point, hugging his legs, their eyes were full of vicious bloodthirst, and there was an eerie laugh in their throats.

"Stinky scholar, see if you don't die this time!"

The dryad's angry voice echoed through the temple, accompanied by a series of sinister laughter that was neither male nor female.

"Old witch, don't be arrogant!"

Qiao Chen'an let out a long roar, and the divine light bloomed in his heavy pupils, and he actually condensed a golden glow several inches long, piercing the night. He bowed slightly, every inch of flesh and blood in his body was tense, his spirit and spirit were adjusted to the best state since the start of the war, his back was like a dragon, ready to go!

Why dodge!

Call!

The bronze tripod came close with a whistling sound, and seeing that it was about to hit him, Qiao Chen'an exhaled, the divine light in his eyes was even stronger, and his hands were like dragons, swinging forward at a faster speed, his body seemed to contain countless volcanoes, his essence was boiling, and he had unimaginable power!

With a bang, Qiao Chen'an's palms slapped on the top of the Ding Wall, and suddenly let out a long metallic sound, the entire Da Ding trembled violently, and the momentum of progress was actually stopped, and a circle of ripples that were difficult to see with the naked eye swept out, rolling up large pieces of fallen leaves, like a storm descending.

Click!

The ground made of bluestone slabs was directly broken by the step, bursting out of a crack several feet long, Qiao Chen'an's body involuntarily slid back half a step, but he still maintained the posture of waving his palm and refusing to win, his waist arched like a cheetah, and his sleeves collapsed inch by inch, bursting, revealing a pair of slender and powerful arms.

It is not the fierce appearance of the imaginary muscles and green muscles, but there is a faint layer of jade brilliance in the moonlight, as if it is carved from beautiful jade, but it is such a pair of arms, which contains a terrifying power that ordinary people can never imagine.

Qiao Chen'an has been gradually changing his physique since the beginning of his practice, "Taiyi Jinhua Dafa" has been gradually changing his physique, although this change is small, but it has accumulated over time, and it has already had the ability to wear water drops and stones, and the domineering power of this exercise is gradually showing up with the accumulation of time, and the depth of cultivation.

What's more, he also used Xinghesan, which is known as the first refining elixir under the golden pill, and his physical strength has been greatly improved, and he has improved in all directions, which is definitely different from the monks who do not refine the body in this era, and the physical strength is strong, which can be compared with the great demon physique that has achieved cultivation.

It's not an exaggeration to say he's a humanoid monster.

Qiao Chen'an's face turned red, his breathing was a little short, he felt a burst of pain in his palm, and his entire arm was numb and almost unconscious.

"Give you back!"

Qiao Chen'an forcibly endured the sharp pain coming from the palm of his hand, and slapped his palm forward again, the volcano-like force burst out from a pair of fleshy palms, the bronze tripod hummed, and retreated in the direction it came from at a faster speed, and the thick roots connected behind it exploded inch by inch, and it was difficult to resist the slightest.

More than a dozen evil children had already been shocked by the force coming from Ding, and at this time, they pounced on him with their teeth and claws, spewing ghost gas in their noses and fangs in their mouths, like hell Shura.

Qiao Chenan raised his fist to meet him, and with a poof, he directly exploded the head of the first child in front, and the black blood splashed out, but the rest of the evil boys still pounced on him without fear of death, Qiao Chenan would not show mercy to his subordinates, the fists and shadows were staggered, and in an instant, it seemed that an extra pair of arms were born, and a cloud of blood mist burst open, and all the evil boys were blown up by him with one punch, and the light converged, turning into broken skulls.

"Old demon!"

With a loud shout, his eyes were like lightning, and his figure fell on top of the bronze tripod in a few flashes, and a chaotic grave fell into his eyes.