Feeling the surging momentum from the old Taoist priest, the blood-robed palace master was stunned.
Do shrimp
Is this the case of a horse
Wasn't this Bilian on the verge of belching just now
Why has this seat just broken out, and this guy's momentum has regained his momentum
Is it a flashback
Well, it must be the flashback trying to scare me!
The blood-robed palace master sneered, "Hehe, do you think you can fool me?"
"I was hit twice by the seven-kill blood gun of this seat, and the power of the seven kills raged all over the body. How could it be okay?"
The old Taoist clapped a stick in his hand, and slowly walked towards the blood-robed palace master: "It doesn't matter if I have something to do, you have something to do."
"Seven kills!!!"
The blood-robed palace master's expression froze slightly, and he suddenly unleashed endless spears.
The old Taoist snorted coldly: "Too slow!"
As soon as the words fell, his whole body suddenly turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place.
It is no longer possible to detect his aura between heaven and earth, as if the old Taoist has completely disappeared from this world at this moment.
"Nie Chao, take my old way for a stick!"
There was a loud shout behind the blood-robed hall master, and the figure of the old Taoist reappeared.
The golden long stick in his hand danced endless stick shadows, and greeted the whole body of the blood-robed palace master.
bang~!
Bang bang bang~!
Bang bang bang bang~! ! !
Every time the stick was struck, it was heavily swung on the blood-colored spear in the hands of the blood-robed palace master.
The blood-robed palace master felt as if he had been hit by an immemorial bull, the tiger's mouth was rapidly bursting and bleeding.
This, is this really a flashback
But this time the light is too dazzling! Who is so awesome when they look back
An ominous premonition gradually rose in the heart of the blood-robed palace master, and he felt that he seemed to have made a wrong judgment.
"Look at the old-fashioned Shenxiao Dog Beating Stick!"
The old Taoist shouted loudly, and the golden magic stick in his hand was faster, directly breaking through the spear defense of the blood-robed palace master.
In an instant, all the stick shadows that people couldn't even catch their eyes poured on the blood-robed palace master.
Each stick tears the void, and the power of each stick is terrifying to the extreme.
Every blow made the blood-robed palace master doubt his life.
He found helplessly that he was completely unable to resist the old Taoist's stick.
Under the stick attack of the old Taoist priest, they were defeated.
The blood-robed hall master spat out a mouthful of reverse blood: "You bastard, this seat is a saint! You actually..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the golden stick with a thick golden halo stabbing heavily at the face of the blood-robed palace master, knocking him into the air.
"Holy one? Hehe, what a weak saint!"
The old Taoist held out his stick, and directly stabbed half of the mouth and teeth of the blood-robed palace master.
Then, he suddenly swung the long stick in his hand into countless stick shadows, beating the blood-robed palace master until he was powerless to fight back.
"As expected of senior brother Chuhe, he is still so strong after so many years, Dan Wu will definitely try to catch up with senior brother."
Danwu Tianzun stared at the old Taoist priest obsessively, and urged the Yaotai mirror to record.
Such a rare good opportunity to observe the heroic fighting posture of the old Taoist priest is rarely seen on weekdays.
"Using the gods and demons to refine the body and pass through the gods, and suppress the saints of the Jindan Qi refining system, the brother usually hides his clumsiness too deeply."
Bai Lian Tianzun was also amazed. At this time, the strength shown by the old Taoist priest was unknown to her junior sister.
However, they were not too shocked, because it was not the first time that the old Taoist priests had rebelled against the saints.
"asshole!"
"Chu Longhe, I will record today's shame."
"In the future, if I succeed in cultivation, I will definitely come back to you to avenge today's insult."
The blood-robed palace master's eyes showed shame and indignation, and the blood-colored beads in his hand suddenly threw at the old Taoist priest, and the blood glow increased greatly.
At the same time as the bloody light increased, cracks appeared on the surface of the beads, as if they would collapse into pieces at any moment.
That's right, the blood-robed hall master is actually destructing the holy artifact at the bottom of the box at this time.
Facing the existence below the holy rank of Chu Longhe, he was actually forced to blew his magic weapon to escape.
This kind of shame is absolutely unbearable for any saint.
However, the blood-robed palace master is worthy of being a hero, so he held back his embarrassment and anger.
Only by escaping alive can there be a chance to turn defeat into victory.
Boom~! ! !
The blood-colored bead expanded rapidly, and soon completely collapsed into a ball of energy tide.
The old Taoist priest who fought against the blood-robed hall master was naturally located in the core area where the blood-colored beads erupted, and was completely enveloped by the energy tide.
"Shenxiao Holy Land, I will definitely come back!"
The blood-robed hall master blew himself up with the seven kill beads, completely restraining the old Taoist priest.
And he himself turned around and shot towards the ancient battlefield after uttering harsh words.
Although in the ancient battlefield, the cultivation of monks will be suppressed to the foundation building stage, it is very dangerous to face the evil spirits on the battlefield.
However, with the understanding of spells in the realm of the blood-cloaked hall master and saint, even with the foundation-building stage, he has a lot of confidence and can survive on the battlefield.
In contrast, old Taoist priests are more dangerous.
If you don't hide in the battlefield, I'm afraid it will be even worse if you are caught up by Bilian Tianzun.
And as long as he successfully hides in the ancient battlefield, relying on the countless powerful undead, it is not difficult to get rid of the old Taoist priest and escape successfully.
…
Seeing that the blood-robed hall master blew himself up with the seven kill beads, he broke through thousands of miles in an instant and was about to break into the ancient battlefield.
The old Taoist did not succeed in stopping it.
When the aftermath of Qishazhu's self-destruction was completely carried away by the old Taoist priest, the gossip fairy clothes on his body were almost reduced to tatters.
His face turned pale again, and he slowly fell from the void: "Damn it, you didn't hesitate to explode the Seven Killing Pearl, which is comparable to a holy weapon!"
The old Taoist looked at the blood-robed palace master who was about to flee into the battlefield: "Hateful, the old Taoist tried his best to let this evil escape in the end."
With that said, he turned around and looked at Shen Tian, his face as pale as paper: "Tian'er, old man, my life is really not long this time."
"Look at what we talked about before, you worshiped the old Tao as your teacher before he died, think about it?"
Listening to the old Taoist's serious words, he felt the rapidly weakening breath on his body.
The blood-robed hall master who had rushed to the ancient battlefield froze for a moment, then continued to flee without hesitation.
Granny Bear!
It's enough to be fooled by you old boy once, and you still expect to use this routine to fool you a second time. Is it true that cultists have no IQ
Even the blood-robed palace master no longer believed in the old Taoist priest, let alone Shen Tian, after all he was not a fool.
Shen Tian wiped off his sweat, looked at the old Taoist priest: "Didn't you say that you will die soon?"
The old Taoist blushed slightly: "Ahem, it was just a flashback."
"This time, I was seriously injured by this evil self-detonating holy artifact. The old man really is dying soon."
In Shen Tian's mind, there was an old-fashioned laugh. "
This laughter made Shen Tian feel offended.
His face darkened immediately: "Master, don't worry, you were seriously injured to save me."
"If you have any accidents, Tian'er will definitely bury you honorably, and will personally visit your grave on the first day, the fifteenth day, the Double Ninth Festival, and Qingming Festival."
"Now, can you return to the light again? Otherwise, that guy will flee into the ancient battlefield."
Listening to Shen Tianmu's emotional words, the anticipation and smile on the old Taoist's face slowly froze.
He knew that this good apprentice who was a cash cow was out of luck.
Blood kill, why do you want to die
Why! ! !
(end of this chapter)