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Chapter 133 This is a stand-in attack

The reason why the old man Tianhui took Mei Zhu and the other two as his apprentices was just because he was too lazy to take care of some chores and needed to find someone to deal with it. He just looked for him when his apprentices were gone. He was too lazy to get involved with the Master of Blood Forge, and he would definitely lose this battle. He was just a clone here, only in the early stage of the refining stage. He really had no chance of winning against the Master of Blood Forge, but if he abandoned his disciples and fled, it would damage his reputation.

The old man Tianhui thought for a while, pondered for a moment, and said bitterly: "Master, you are making things difficult for me. The Master of Senluo Sword is full of hands and eyes. Nothing happens under the sky can escape his Dharma eyes. The Master of the Pavilion wants to oppose the Master of Senluo Sword, but I don't want to."

Li Bumian frowned. He liked the two of Meizhu very much. In order to build an idol group... No, the elite of the Blood Forge Pavilion, he didn't plan to detain these two people. It would be better to destroy the old man Tianchui and steal the people directly.

"Noisy."

Li Bumian waved his white sleeves, and an unparalleled force was used. The old man Tianhui looked dark and he made his hands. His zombie-like skin became pale and withered. A dark green ghost figure of ten feet in size appeared behind his body. His eyes were red, his head was spiked, his huge mouthparts grinned, and his thin green body was scattered and his claws were extremely hideous and terrifying.

"Roar, howl..."

The dark blue ghost shadow rose in the wind and let out a roar. Then the illusory body slowly condensed, and the flesh and blood skeleton began to appear, becoming bigger and bigger, filling the entire hall in an instant, two hundred feet in size, standing tall, like an ancient demon god, with unparalleled momentum rising, and the surrounding spiritual pressure suddenly surged.

cough……

Song Shiyun's pretty face turned pale, and she felt a huge force pressing down from her head, and her internal organs were damaged and sprayed out a mouthful of blood. This is the Dharma image that only the cultivator of the Void Refining Cultivation has!

Click!

Unlike Song Shiyun, who was in the early stage of the God Transformation, most of the heads of the many forces present were at the peak of the God Transformation. They felt a huge force sank, pressing their backs a little, but immediately used their magical powers to protect the subordinates standing behind them.

The head of the Heavenly Demon Palace had a strange curve on his lips, and the plan was connected.

Under the control of the old man Tianchui, the huge ghost shadow gathered its sharp claws, and the thick green giant arm blew up a strong wind, carrying the power of the sky and the earth, and slapped together at the huge force that Li Bumian made.

Bang!

Two huge forces collided, and a strong wind blew in the hall. Everyone's clothes and hair danced wildly in an instant, and they had to use their magical powers to resist the strong wind. In a moment, various lights burst out from the hall.

The huge ghost's fist was covered in blood, but it barely resolved the huge force that Li Bumian shot out.

“wryyyyyyy…”

The dark green ghost shadow made a strange laugh, extremely strange.

"This is... a stand-in attack!?"

Li Bumian was calm on the surface, but his heart was already filled with storms.

“jojo, I’m not a human being!”

Sorry, the old man Tianchui didn't say that.

"Blood torture the Pavilion Master, let go of my two disciples!"

The old man Tianchui said coldly that his lazy ghost was born from the way of heaven that he realized. With the power of the laws of the great way, he can swallow all the vitality and positive emotions around him, and turn them into the power of the way of Dharma, turning this area into a prison of laziness.

The temperature in the hall suddenly dropped, just like the coming of winter, the coldness was bone-blooded. The most terrifying thing was that this cold aura seemed to swallow people's vitality and vitality. Everyone in the field felt that the true energy in their bodies was gradually passing away and turned into nutrients of the lazy ghost magic form, and everyone's spirit gradually began to become depressed and drowsy.

The leader of the Huangquan Sect made a quick decision and shouted: "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Huangquan Sect will deploy, let's go!"

This level of battle is definitely something that people like me cannot interfere with. The battle of the Void Refining Cultivator includes the power of the laws of heaven. Cultivator Transforming God and below is affected by a little bit, and he will be ruined if he is immortal.

The leader of the Huangquan Sect and his subordinates turned into escape light, and fled outside the hall. People from other forces did not dare to neglect them, and followed the Huangquan Sect to leave the place.

"The banquet is not over yet, have I asked you to leave?"

Li Bumian waved his white sleeves, and the invisible source power instantly wrapped around the entire hall and turned into a square transparent barrier to prevent everyone from leaving.

The head of the Huangquan Sect looked dark and sacrificed a magic weapon that was pitch black all over. His divine thought moved and he injected true energy into the magic weapon. The magic weapon flashed with a sharp black light, like an arrow leaving the string, and shot towards the invisible barrier at the gate.

Bang!

There was only a clanging sound of gold and iron colliding, and the magic weapon of the long spear was bounced back, unable to shake the barrier at all.

"this?"

The leader of the Huangquan Sect was stunned, and the lazy ghost magic image kept swallowing the temperature and vitality. He felt that his body became weaker and weaker, and his head was dizzy.

"Damn it!"

The leader of the Huangquan Sect was not discouraged and continued to be lucky and spear-like magic weapon to bombard the source power barrier.

People from other forces dare not neglect. This lazy ghost magic image is too strange. You must not stay here for a long time. Whether it is the Evil Lord's Mansion, the Heavenly Demon Palace, the Wuqing Tower, etc., they all sacrificed all kinds of magic weapons together with the leader of the Huangquan Sect. The colorful lights flowed out, becoming an extremely gorgeous magic weapon frenzy, violently hitting the source power barrier.

The old man Tianchui snorted coldly, and did not care about these forces. Their life and death had nothing to do with him. He was a first-level casual cultivator, who was barefoot and was not afraid of those wearing shoes. Even if they all died here, they could not settle the score with themselves.

"Give me my disciple back!"

The old man cried the lazy ghost to activate the magic of the magic of the lazy ghost. The lazy ghost let out a shaking battle cry. All the decorations and decorations in the hall were overturned, and all the ones in the hall were smashed on the walls and burst into pieces.

The lazy ghost magic swallowed the temperature and vitality, and its size became even larger, almost filling the entire hall. The height of the hall could no longer accommodate the lazy ghost's body. The lazy ghost had to hunch over and hold it on the ground with two long hands with inconsistent proportions, crawling towards Li Bumi.

Song Shiyun's pretty face was cold and she swallowed her throat with difficulty. The Rakshasa mask was still hideous and terrifying, but the face under her mask was already full of fear.

Song Shiyun had no choice but to retreat, and the people from other demonic forces were still shaking the source barrier, but the barrier did not move at all, like a rock in the reef, and was indestructible.

Seeing the lazy ghost magic crawling towards him, Song Shiyun's vitality was constantly sucked by it, her mind became more and more drowsy and weak, and her limbs were limp. In a hurry, she hurriedly hid behind Li Bumian.

Mei Zhu and the other two were trembling. They had been growing up under the old man's wings. When did they see such a scene?

"Your two disciples have good talent. They are already at the peak of the Killing Pill at a young age. They are not inferior to the five famous sects. Such a genius is really a violent and tragic thing to stay in your hands."

The white light of Li Bumian's finger's space ring flashed, and the watermelon knife that had been refining ten times was pulled out by him.

"The Ice Flames of Lightning and Wind."

Li Bumian wiped his two fingers upwards, and the watermelon knife was instantly covered with four attributes. Ice condensed on the knife, flames jumped on the knife, wind gathered on the knife, and lightning sang on the knife.

"Dayan Qiankun Technique, Yu!"

boom!

Li Bumian merged the Ice Flame Eviction and the Great Yan Qiankun Technique, and the originally extremely garbage moves were instantly sublimated!
Chapter completed!
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