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Chapter 454 Daoist League Patriarch, Disaster of Destruction

Tielan Mountain is covered with dark clouds, cold and quiet.

Gu Gu Gu Gu...

Partridges screamed wildly in the treetops, and their green eyes flashed with a human light.

Wow!

At this time, a strange wave struck, and the partridge was so frightened that it flapped its wings and fled.

After a while, the partridge fell to the ground. Upon closer inspection, the partridge turned into a mummy for no reason, and its blood and essence seemed to have been sucked dry by something.

Bang bang bang!

Suddenly, the ground on the top of the mountain continued to break open, and black shadows jumped out one after another.

In just one breath, hundreds of black shadows stood directly on the ground.

If you look closely, you will see that each of them has a green and black complexion, with exposed fangs and long black hair.

The lowest strength here is Mao Zheng, which is about the cultivation level of Dan Ji.

There are still many zombies flying in the sky.

The lowest cultivation level of Fei Zhan is in the Zi Mansion, and there are actually more than twenty of them here. Some of them have very elastic skin, and they are obviously in the state of living people.

They all looked up to the sky, facing the bright moon, raised their hands, and worshiped again and again.

Zombies worship the moon!

The lunar essence on July 15th is very pure, coupled with the power of the Seven Stars, one breath today is comparable to decades of hard work.

"Oh……"

A low muffled groan spread in all directions.

At this time, all the zombies lowered their heads and leaned down.

call!

The dark wind howled, and the black mist gathered into a two-foot-tall zombie.

This zombie has skin as black as steel, fangs as sharp as daggers, red eyes, and two short black dragon horns on its forehead.

Drought!

Legend has it that if a person's Taoism reaches a certain level, he can turn into a drought monster, which is characterized by the appearance of a zombie.

This dragon-horned drought demon is the leader of this group of zombies.

After the zombies have finished worshiping the moon, the world will usher in a killing spree.

Hanbao's lowest level of cultivation is Yuan Shen, and he has the ability to influence the weather of thousands of miles. It is not a big problem to massacre cities casually.

Deep in the dark jungle.

A pair of masters and apprentices watched all this. The master had a face with a Chinese character and looked dusty, with thick eyebrows that seemed to be connected in a line.

The apprentice looks a bit stupid and not smart enough.

The compass in Master's hand keeps turning, as if it will explode in the next second.

"Master, there are so many zombies, let's run away."

The apprentice's face turned pale and his legs became weak.

"Nonsense, do you think I can beat you?"

Taoist priest Lin Zhen glared at his apprentice and said, "The Drought Demon is a thing that has been flying for thousands of years, and even the heavenly masters are afraid of it. Please notify Magistrate Zhang immediately and ask all the people to evacuate."

Having said that, Taoist priest Lin Zhen stepped back step by step, keeping his eyes fixed on the situation ahead, for fear that the zombies would pay attention to this side.

He must not be able to defeat these zombies. He is just a little Taoist priest who accidentally obtained the inheritance. How could he possibly defeat such a noble and upright person who would find it difficult to defeat them?

It's better to inform the people to evacuate, and take advantage of the zombies to take advantage of the end of the moon worship, one by one.

Lin Town Taoist and the county magistrate have always known each other, so the other party should believe his words.

The two gradually left.

If nothing else, an accident will happen.

"oops!"

Suddenly, the apprentice tripped over a branch and couldn't help but make a sound.

Taoist priest Lin Zhen stepped forward and covered his disciple's mouth, but unfortunately it was too late. Longjiao Hanbao looked over at him from a distance of ten miles.

"Oh? Monk? Not bad."

The dragon-horned dwarf made a hoarse sound.

Whoosh!

In a flash, Longjiao Hanba appeared in front of the two of them.

"It's over!"

Faced with the overwhelming pressure, Taoist priest Lin Zhen could not use any strength at all and could only close his eyes and wait for death.

"Ahh!!"

Suddenly, a fierce pressure came over.

All I could hear was the ferocious howl of the Longhorn Drought Demon.

Lin Zhen opened his eyes and saw that it was daytime, with a golden sun hanging in the sky.

White smoke erupts from the body surface of Longjiao Hanba.

"Damn it! Fuck me!"

The dragon-horned drought demon roared angrily, and hundreds of zombies rushed toward the sun.

Most of them were reduced to ashes before they could fly, and a few of them touched the sun. Several sounds of swords being unsheathed were heard, and the zombies were torn into pieces.

"What kind of magical power is this?"

Taoist priest Lin Zhen said in surprise.

What a strong monk!

At this moment, Longjiao Hanba finally adapted to the sunlight.

"roar!!!"

The demonic intent was overwhelming, and countless jet-black smoke dragons flew out of his mouth.

The smoke dragon blocked the golden light and covered the land for hundreds of miles. With the evil thoughts of withering everything, the vegetation withered and floated out black smoke, and then turned into a smoke dragon.

The smoke dragons converged on Longjiao Hanba again. In an instant, Hanba disappeared, replaced by a ten thousand-foot-long black dragon.

Drought demons do not necessarily only have the ability of drought, they are just accustomed to being called that.

This black dragon has the magic power to make the land of thousands of miles lose its vitality.

The moment the black dragon appeared, it was followed by a huge golden bagua.

This is Mao Zhong’s Bagua Yuanshen.

Bagua shoots eight rays of golden light, and the light forms a cage to trap the black dragon.

The black dragon crazily hit the pillars of the Innate Bagua Array.

Bang bang bang!

The pillars began to break.

"What a powerful force."

On the Sun Jade Car, Mao Zhong said in surprise.

Drought Demon is indeed worthy of its reputation. It is indestructible, has a steady stream of demonic energy to support it, flies very fast, and has continuous bonuses from the Seven Stars Continuous Pearl, giving this guy a steady stream of power.

If you rely solely on yourself, you may not be able to defeat this guy.

Once the drought demon is allowed to escape, life will surely be ruined.

But with the addition of Song Lin, we can almost win it safely.

Song Lin took out the Pure Yang Golden Fire Lamp, and the golden light continued to dissipate Hanba's demonic energy.

In this way, one of the two maintained the formation, and the other used gold and fire to weaken it, and finally put the drought demon into the sky burial coffin, but Song Lin did not let the sky burial coffin absorb the zombie's power.

"Refine Hanba into Taoist soldiers."

"It's a bit difficult, you may have to be careful about backlash."

"It doesn't matter."

Song Lin's own Pure Yang Soul can defeat this thing.

At this time, the two also discovered the master and the apprentice.

"Thank you to the gods for saving my life."

Taoist priest Lin Zhen stepped forward and saluted.

"Your courage is commendable, yes. Who do you study under?"

"I don't have any mentors."

"Huh? You don't have a master to practice alchemy? Yes, do you want to come to Chunyang Sect? Are you willing to be my third disciple?"

Song Lin admired this man very much. He was middle-aged, but he had a sense of justice that cared about the world. This kind of character was rare.

"Disciple pays homage to Master!"

Lin Zhen bowed down.

Another big demon was killed and everyone went back to repair. Maozhong went into seclusion to refine Hanba.

Unfortunately, there is no whereabouts of the Tiger Talisman key.

While Song Lin was practicing his magical powers, he occasionally released the elixir furnace to help Chi You refine the power of the two Hedao medicines.

Chi You can be awakened at any time, but this will waste Hedao's power.

After thinking about it, Song Lin summoned the Bagua furnace and prepared to reproduce the Nine Turns Golden Pill.

Facts have proved that with the blessing of the Nine Transformations Golden Pill, the progress of my own enlightenment will be much faster.

Moreover, after practicing the Nine-turn Golden Pill, people from the Dao Alliance can take it to restore their lost vitality.

"Yuzheng, prepare the materials."

Song Lin said to Lin Zhen beside him.

"Yes, Master."

As the oldest disciple of the Chunyang Sect, Lin Zhen took over all mundane affairs as soon as he arrived, quickly established relationships with everyone, and became a role like a big butler. He was also very talented in the way of cultivation.

Song Lin is preparing to train Lin Zhen as his successor.

If your guess is correct, the founder of Tiandi Xuanmen in this world should be Lin Zhen. When I read the history of the Dao League, I vaguely saw the records. The name of the founder has been lost, but there is the word "zhen" after the name.

With Lin Zhen's character, I can rest assured that I will leave the Xuanmen of Heaven and Earth to him for safekeeping when I leave in the future.

Time passes gradually.

As the dragon-horned drought demon was refined, it attracted the attention of a certain being in the dark.

Billions of miles away in the starry sky, a black light quickly flew towards this place.

More and more black lights flew out from all corners of the void and followed the big black light.

At this rate, in ten years, black light will come to the earth.

The Shangqing Demon Tribulation is no child's play, and the two of them did not realize at all that a world-destroying crisis was about to come.


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