Li Yixian watched the Taoist man walk towards Qi Wuhuo, and opened his mouth. He wanted to persuade Qi Wuhuo again without doing so, but he couldn't speak at all. Needless to say, he even collapsed from his hands and feet. Just when he was still struggling, the Taoist man had approached Qi Wuhuo. When he raised his hand, he was involved in Heifeng, as if there was a shrill cry of a ghost.

The black weather turned into a chain and tied Qi Wuhu's hands and feet!

The man's finger fell to Qi Wuhuo's eyebrows.

At this moment, Qi Wuhuo suddenly pushed his knees suddenly, and the piano was directly pushed up and smashed down at the Taoist man. The latter was shocked. Qi Wuhuo had already broken free from the black wind around him. With the help of the piano's movement, he stood up and rushed into the old Taoist's arms. A cold light flashed, and the dagger he carried with him had already pierced into the old Taoist's heart.

Be straightforward and clear, without hesitation!

No one could react when the rabbits rose and fell.

The Taoist eyes widened and the black wind spread out.

Qi Wuhuo's primordial spirit is extremely strong and he is practicing the great way. It can be seen that the black wind around the Taoist man is actually controlled by the soul and mixed with the vital energy of another heaven and earth. At this time, Qi Wuhuo vaguely understood why the old man with the same surname as the Taoist ancestor said that practicing must be complete with three talents.

And what would it look like if you didn’t reach such a state and cultivate magic power?

In his eyes, those magic powers were like castles in the air after being inherited by the old man.

With Qi Wuhuo's soul strength, you can directly break through these superficial spells.

The dagger pierced into his heart and pressed it down with his weight. Then his wrist moved slightly and twisted it directly. The man looked ugly and suddenly a gust of wind rose.

The Taoist, who was pierced by Qi Wuhuo, turned into a wind and dispersed.

A yellow talisman was worn on the dagger.

It is written with cinnabar on it, which says [The Curse of Resurrection of the Death in the Insect of Fengdu]

Hurry!

The talisman Wufeng pierced by the dagger was burned spontaneously, and it was burned in an instant, and even ashes were not left. The next moment, the strong wind gathered, and the Taoist priest who had been pierced his heart appeared fifteen meters away, with a very pale face, sitting there covering his chest, gasping for breath, looking at Qi Wuhuo in disbelief: "You, how could you break free from my magic spell..."

Qi Wukuo replied without any confusion, turned around and retreated violently.

The blue shirt is raised and lowered.

With his right hand stretched out, he grabbed the bow used by a student next to him when he showed the six arts of a gentleman.

Take one step back, draw the bow and arrow without hesitation.

Nor answered.

I draw my long bow like a full moon!

The bowstring trembled violently.

Buzz!!!

An arrow shot directly into the Taoist's eyebrows!

Others will be covered by this Taoist priest's tricks, but he won't!

"you!!!"

The Taoist face suddenly changed.

After using the wind control technique, his body suddenly flew away for a long time. Seeing the young man shooting continuously, he was ruthless and direct. He didn't look like a rural boy, but like a long-time general who had commanded a war. He was cold and ruthless, and his soul was strong. He could not hide many of his magic. In the end, he didn't care about his current state. He slapped his forehead and a stream of light flew out from his eyebrows, turning into a black iron sword box, emitting green light, and spitting out a stream of light. His sword energy was swallowed and spitting out, and he tore all the arrows apart.

Qi Wuhuo's movements stopped.

Looking ahead, the sword energy gathered like a storm, and even the ground was torn apart. The Taoist stood in the middle, like a fairy god surrounded by clusters. The violent sword energy flowed and changed, making a whimpering sound, and the entire courtyard became extremely depressing, making people breathless.

Qi Wuhuo looked at the breath of the storm in front of him.

Because of his powerful primordial spirit, he could see through the flow of vital energy, but his primordial energy could not be driven as he pleased, and could not break the condensed primordial flow. Now the arrows could not even get close to the Taoist priest's three feet and shoot out rapid arrows, but just settled in the void, buzzing and trembling, and finally stretched out a arc from the middle and shattered together.

Qi Wuhuo's hand holding the longbow released.

"This is...the supernatural power."

The Taoist man's hair spread out and a green aura appeared on his face.

"I underestimated you!"

"At a young age, it's so vicious!"

"I didn't want to use magic weapons, so today I will kill you, an evil monk, to take your soul, and to temper my life for several years!"

Everyone looked panicked and frightened, even Li Puyu was the same. Although Qi Wuhuo had fired his bow and used an amazing archery technique before, he was still far behind such a magical method. He could not be an opponent at all. The storm around seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

Qi Wuhuo put down the bow and borrowed a sword from the scared Li student next to him.

At this moment, as if the wind was stirring, he saw a wooden token under the hem of the Taoist robe, and a talisman text on it was like a dancing thundersnake. Qi Wuhu's eyes suddenly condensed. He had seen this talisman text-

Five years ago.

In the midst of that nightmare disaster.

In the midst of the great disaster of the demon country where millions of people died.

The Taoist, who was finally able to breathe, cast a spell and said, "Raging wind!"

The wind is strong.

That is, he slapped the sword box and wanted to use the wind to sweep the sword energy storm, turning into a magical power that cuts people's heads like cutting wheat grass. The Taoist pointed to the sky with one hand and pinched a sword technique with the other hand, pointing directly at the young man whose face was still calm and angry. He originally planned to exhale in one breath and become a magic spell, but this kid was so evil.

I am not a real person yet.

It's better to be safer.

So he stepped on the Gang Bu Dou and recited the magic mantra in his mouth, saying—

"Yuan'an Town, everyone will tell everyone. Yuedu Zhenguan, the mountain god spirit."

"The Supreme One has his life, search for evil spirits!"

"Empty as the law!"

This is a true magic mantra that informs the ten directions of land, mountain gods and gods, to use their power to kill demons and eliminate demons.

And making connections with it is the basis for performing rituals in the realm.

It is also the fundamental mantra.

A large magic circle has faintly formed under his feet.

The storm suddenly flourished!

It feels like black clouds are swaying to destroy the city.

Even the Taoist priest was surprised.

When did I have such great powers?

Ha, maybe it was because of this little thief that anger was the fire of the heart, the heart, nature, and the magic power was three parts strong.

I didn't think about it immediately, raised my hand and pointed at Qi Wuhuo, and was a little energetic, shouting:

"kill!!!"

The low wind became more and more violent, and a stream of wind seemed to appear as if he was following the orders of this Taoist. The wind swept through the clouds, and the clouds collided, almost forming a thunderous power. The entire Li family and even the entire town at the foot of the mountain seemed to be surrounded by this unimaginable wave, as if a natural disaster was shrouded, and the trees were blown to make a rustling sound.

At this moment, suddenly it was intense and violent, and the next moment, the strong wind suddenly gathered and pressed down.

The roaring sound almost exceeded the limit of the storm.
Chapter completed!