Outside the city of Chang'an, artemisia grass is overgrown.

Qingyu Daoist struggled to hurry, but Yuan Zhenren behind him has always been like a shadow.

Seeing that there was a dense forest in front of him, Yuan Zhen's figure flickered, and he flashed in front of Qingyu, and his five fingers rushed out.

Qingyu Dao was shocked in his heart, and jumped back.

Yuan Zhenren's five fingers had already clasped the Shangdu acupoint on his right arm.

"Twenty-three years later, Li Daochang has become even more demonic!"

You are the little Taoist priest who followed Wen Zhongzi back then...... You...... Are you here to avenge him?"

Qingyu Dao people are secretly lucky, but Yuan Zhenren's trick of searching the palace is domineering, and how can he easily break away.

"It's just the right time, but Li Daochang is too deep in the devil, and he cultivates evil arts with the soul of an innocent girl, and Yuan meets it, so he naturally won't let it go!"

Yuan Zhenren's divine light was clear, and he said lightly.

"If you want to kill, you will kill, just a hypocrite like your dead ghost master!" Qingyu Daoist scolded.

Yuan Zhenren's eyes were deep, as if he had returned to the past, and his voice was ethereal: "The former family teacher saw that although you had a bad heart, but your conscience still existed, he deliberately went to enlighten you, and didn't want to be assassinated by you!"

"Boom...... Could it be that you think that you are better than the blue, and you want to uphold the will of the master to ignite me?"

Qingyu Taoist people don't think so, the son in the text is not Taoist, not Buddha, not Confucian, but Guigumen. Whenever there are troubled times, the descendants of this faction will haunt the rivers and lakes and temples, trying to save the people in the world, but in his opinion, it is a little self-sufficient.

"Otherwise, Li Daochang's sins are too heavy, and they are no longer comparable to the past, Yuan is here to send you to reincarnation. ”

Yuan Zhenren looked solemn.

Qingyu Daoist secretly shouted that it was not good, and immediately made a decision and cut off his right arm.

At the same time, there was a rapid scream from his mouth, and a hissing cry came from the dead grass.

Yuan Zhenren looked down and saw countless poisonous snakes and poisonous insects crawling over from all directions, and what was even more strange was that these poisons were in good order with each other, faintly like an army array, forming a strange Yin and Yang Five Elements Array.

"You deliberately went around in circles here before, just to set up this poison array?"

"Boom...... Boy, can't you do the math, use your Ziwei Dou to calculate, will you die here tonight, haha!"

Qingyu Daoist said viciously, and casually clicked a few times on the broken arm to stop the bleeding.

Yuan Zhenren's voice was calm, and he waved out the dust inserted in his waist, and suddenly trembled straight, like a long sword, stabbed out, like an electric switch, and there was a sound of "Xiu Xiu!" came out.

When the Qingyu Daoist saw it, his eyes shrank, and this move alone could show the profound skill of the person in front of him. He hesitated in his heart whether to leave like this, but the hatred of the broken arm, he was faintly unwilling not to see this person buried in the poison array.

The dust whisk in Yuan Zhenren's hand did not hesitate at all, and where the silver filaments flew, the strong and unbridled force immediately caused a large number of snakes and insects to die.

However, the poisons recruited by the Qingyu Dao people were one after the other, and with the formation of one formation, the power of the poison array also increased.

Yuan Zhenren immediately felt dizzy.

In the middle of the formation, the hot and bloody wind, the frost and coldness, the rotten qi, the sharp poisonous needle, and the quagmire poisonous zeal, came one after another, and each other lived and breathed with the mystery of the five elements of yin and yang, constantly enhancing the power of the formation.

Qingyu Daoist saw that Yuan Zhenren's move slowed down, and he was immediately overjoyed.

At this moment, two sounds of breaking the sky came from a distance.

When Qingyu Daoren saw these two people, he was not surprised or rejoiced.

"No, it seems that the luck of the old way is coming, haha!"

With a loud laugh, the Qingyu Daoist flipped his palm and slapped it at one of them.

At the same time, four blood charm clones pierced out behind him and flew towards the other person.

Those two were Ren Qinglian and Murong Xuan.

Murong Xuan was no longer frightened when he saw the clone of the Qingyu Daoist, and on the way here, Ren Qinglian had already told her that the phantom clone of the evil Dao was just in its form.

"I just don't know how to break up these phantoms!"

With a mutter, Murong Xuan took off the zither on his back, flicked it casually, and made a few strange noises, and cold light sprinkled out.

"Let's start with a song of 'Demon Suppression'. ”

After speaking, he no longer paid attention to the four phantom bodies that had been culled.

With a twist of five fingers, the guzheng sound sounded suddenly, as if the Demon Daozun had descended, and in an instant, there was a burst of air all around.

Although Ren Qinglian knew that the clone of the Qingyu Daoist had no form, she didn't know too much about how to kill the opponent's clone.

However, the song "Demon Suppression Song" chosen by Murong Xuan has a strong artistic conception of exorcism, although it is not like the pure yang sword intent and thunder law that can kill the blood charm clone, but it also makes the action of the four phantom bodies stagnant, as if someone has used the immobilization technique.

On the other side, Ren Qinglian snorted coldly, and with a wave of the ancient sword, she stabbed it.

But when she stabbed the opponent's palm, Ren Qinglian was shocked to find that the palm of the Qingyu Daoist was like a magnet, and he actually stuck his sword to it.

The next moment, I saw that this person's right palm was approaching rapidly, and his five fingers were slightly bent, and he had already clasped his left palm. Immediately, a strong force came from the other party's palm.

Obviously, the Qingyu Daoist wanted to use decades of profound true qi to force Ren Qinglian to fight with him with internal strength.

Ren Qinglian couldn't help but secretly think: This evil way is really cunning, my cultivation is still shallow, and I must not be his opponent!

With his mind racing, he wanted to take a breath of true qi and force the other party away.

But how could the Qingyu Dao people do what he wanted, and besides, a part of the true qi that the Qingyu Dao people had finally fused with great difficulty was still in Ren Qinglian's body, and when he saw Ren Qinglian send it to the door this time, he naturally would not let this part of the true qi be lost again.

Not only that, but he also planned to use Murong Xuan's divine soul to restore his illusion evil technique.

Over there, Murong Xuan saw that several of the other party's clones were stuck there, they couldn't kill themselves, and they couldn't hurt themselves, so in desperation, he began to look around, and just happened to see Ren Qinglian who was restrained by the Qingyu Daoist.

When the ten fingers were about to be crossed, several wisps of cone-like finger wind shot out rapidly, and at the moment when there was no room for gap, they shot towards the vital veins of the Qingyu Dao people's arms.

Qingyu Daoist didn't expect that this time his doppelganger didn't build an inch, and he didn't even drag the other party for a while, and immediately his entire right arm was numb, and he grabbed Ren Qinglian's strength and slackened, and Ren Qinglian took the opportunity to fly out.

"Let's go, let's save Yuan Zhenren first!" Ren Qinglian said, and then killed the snakes and insects that trapped Yuan Zhenren.

Murong Xuan also knew that the evil way was too cunning, and the methods were unpredictable, so it was better to save Yuan Zhenren first, and the three of them would work together to kill this evil way. Immediately, he also stepped into the poisonous array with Ren Qinglian.

"Hey, why did you two take the initiative to send it into this tiger's mouth!" Yuan Zhenren was already a little shaky at the moment, stabbing a few poisonous insects to death with a whisk, and said with a wry smile.

"Is this swarm a formation?" Ren Qinglian opened her mouth widely, she didn't expect that the first time she saw the legendary formation, it was actually composed of these ugly poisonous insects.

Yuan Zhenren was no longer holding the previous Zhizhu in his hand at this moment, rolled his eyes, and said, "If it weren't for that, how could a few poisonous insects trap Yuan!"

Ren Qinglian was a little unimpressed, and said in her heart: The result is not true, she was trapped by poisonous insects. Thinking of the speculation in his heart, he said: "Kid Ren Qinglian, thank you for the life-saving grace of the Taoist chief, I don't know what Yuan Zhenren is called, which mountain to practice?"

Yuan Zhenren looked weird, when did it happen, this kid still has the leisure to care about these little things, and he is really a boy with a strange fate! But he still said solemnly: "Poor Yuan Shoucheng, just a fortune teller who wanders the rivers and lakes!"