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He instantly recovered from his urgency, then turned over and rose up, but saw Qingyun and the Pope of Tianshi Sect looking at him coldly, with an embarrassing expression immediately on his face.

"Okay, it's not a big deal to faint in front of the Pope. Report your discovery to the Pope."

"Yes." When filing the report, Luo Kaiyuan's face immediately regained his serious expression, and he took out a stack of paper and handed it to the Pope.

"Some time ago, I suspected that the Southern Shengmen had a method to seize the fate cluster, so later I took the time to examine the bodies of the enfeoffed Taoist priests who died during this period and found some suspicious points."

"About half of the bodies have been destroyed after death, either crushed by heavy objects, burned by flames, or even cut into minced meat."

"I spliced ​​a few of the bodies, also called some of the minced meat."

"At least a few of them were indeed taken away part of their bodies."

A trace of blood flashed in the pope's eyes: "So, Zuo Zhicheng may have transplanted Ling Xiao and the others' lives, and even possessed their Taoist skills."

"This possibility does exist, so I specially collected information about all the murdered canonized Taoist priests, and the document shows a summary of their known techniques.

Please be careful, Zuo Zhicheng may perform these Taoist techniques in battle."

"Okay." The Pope has always been very serious about fighting, especially the battle of life and death, so he solemnly handed over the document and said solemnly: "Thank you."

...

A few minutes later, Luo Kaiyuan followed Qingyun slowly walked down the mountain.

Luo Kaiyuan was still thinking about the pope he met before, the pope who was kind and kind in his daily life, as if he was completely different from the old man next door.

"So surprised?" Qingyun said.

"Yeah." Luo Kaiyuan said: "It's completely different from the pope I know. However, although the pope is very strong, Zuo Zhicheng is definitely not a weak person."

"Haha." Qingyun said: "You know how many powerful people who practice the Void today are."

"Three and a half." This is the judgment of the inner guard commander Zhuang Xing. Luo Kaiyuan said in detail: "The first one is naturally the most powerful person today, the national master who is both Taoist and Wu.

The second one is the thief in the Kunlun Mountains of 3,000 miles.

The third one is said to be a senior expert in the Tianshi Sect.

The last half is the contemporary successor of the Sword Tower. Each generation of the Sword Tower is a top master in the world. Although the successor of this generation of Sword Tower has not appeared yet, the inner guards unanimously judged that he was half of it."

Speaking of this, Luo Kaiyuan suddenly reacted: "Sir, what you mean is..."

"Haha. Just know it yourself."

"I can tell you that now in front of this old guy, I'm afraid the winning rate is no more than 20%. " Qingyun's face showed a faint smile: "What a pity, if this old man was fifty years younger, he would have been no longer so troublesome. His current strength is at most half as good as he was when he was young."

"It's indeed a pity." Luo Kaiyuan lowered his head and said. Qingyun himself is the Taoist technique for creating galaxies and the martial arts of Dharma. It can be said that even the enthroned Taoist priest among the Seven Heavenly Venerables can compete with each other.

Such a winning rate of Qingyun is less than 20%. You can imagine how powerful the Pope was when he was young.

At this moment, another inner guard jumped in front of them: "Sir, things have changed..."

...

At this time, the head of the Heavenly Dao Palace and Jing Chengtian had both unlocked the state of Tianji Dao Zhen. They pinched the magic tricks with their hands and stared at Yilidan in front of them.

Yilidan's whole body was wrapped in countless silk threads, even though he was covered in black air. He held back the layers of silk threads that wrapped him tightly, but he only turned himself into a big ball and was still imprisoned.

These silk threads that wrap Yilidan are one of the magic weapons of the Tiandao Palace, the Qiankun Line.

It was the founder of Tiandao Palace, who created the qi disintegration of Yankuai, and captured more than a dozen ancient beasts and directly created their bodies into such single-molecular lines, which could convert spiritual energy into electrical energy at will, and used as a magic weapon.

Now each single molecule thread is connected to a disciple of the Heavenly Dao Palace, and with the help of hundreds of people's spiritual energy, Illidan is completely wrapped up.

This is the best of the Seven Demon-Strict Demon-Scrawling Formation.

Roar!! Yilidan in the formation let out a burst of roar from time to time, and the steel-like muscles surged wildly, and the surging power continued to pour out.

Unfortunately, with his personality, he could not perfectly display the power of Zuo Zhicheng's original body. Although the Qiankun line continued to rise and shook, it was never truly broken.

The head of the Heavenly Dao Palace had a white hair flying. He had taken out a pure white bracelet again and threw it into the electromagnetic field formed by the Qiankun Line.

The second best...

This bracelet is another magic weapon of the Heavenly Dao Palace, the Shaking Mountain Ring. It was created by the founder of the Heavenly Dao Palace, Zhenren Tiandao, using his own finger bones as raw materials, and sealed the earthly demon movement of the Ten Methods of Heavenly Dao.

The shaking mountain ring fell on the top of Illidan's head and turned into a white light and shadow, wrapping the entire sphere like fuel.

The next moment, Illidan felt his body sinking violently, and his whole body began to become heavier, and even began to slowly sink toward the ground.

The third most amazing...

Before Yilidan could come up with a solution, the head of the Heavenly Dao Palace had already a green dagger. It was the cursed dagger representing the Ruyi Transformation of the Demonic Art among the Ten Methods of Heavenly Dao.

But compared to the perfect transfer of damage from Ruyi's magic skill, the damage of the cursed dagger is replicated, not transferred.

"Master!" Jing Chengtian exclaimed, as if he didn't expect the head of the Heavenly Dao Palace to use the curse dagger directly.

"The latter four masters have long been lost." The leader looked at the constant changes in the Qiankun Line and the struggled Yilidan, looking at one disciple after another who had exhausted his spiritual power, and said lightly: "At least... one arm of the Southern Holy Sect must be cut off."

As he said that, the curse dagger in his hand had been inserted into his chest and his heart was pierced, but this was not the deadliest one.

The green venom instantly spread toward the whole body, and green blood vessels burst out from the head's face.

At the same time, Illidan covered his chest and screamed, and kept spitting out a mouthful of green blood.

Jing Chengtian rushed to the side of the head and helped him up. The latter's face had turned completely green. He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

Yilidan in the formation gradually disappeared, but the faces of the disciples present did not look happy at all because they had lost their head.

In this sad and silent atmosphere, a cold current suddenly emerged.

"Welcome to my world." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!