At this time, the kid wearing the uniform of a Qing Dynasty official rushed towards Yan Dong again. Yan Dong was not afraid, his eyes flashed, he picked up the peach wood sword and stabbed at the kid without hesitation.
"Keng..."
There was another explosive sound of gold and iron clashing, and Yan Dong was knocked back again. Moreover, the peach wood sword in his hand had a clear trace of fragmentation. In addition, he was holding the peach wood swordsman at the tiger's mouth position.
A hole was also torn open, and a large amount of blood spilled out.
"break!"
I just heard a soft drink coming from the kid's mouth.
"puff……"
A mouthful of bright red blood suddenly spurted out from Yan Dong's mouth. Yan Dong's body became unstable and he knelt down on the ground.
Seeing this scene, Fang Haoming quickly ran to Yan Dong, supported Yan Dong, and said with concern: "Brother Yan, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
The kid standing in the sky not far away looked at Yan Dong and the two of them and laughed disdainfully, "You're just a third-level Daoist, you still want to fight me?"
The kid is very strong. To subdue him, one must be at the second level of Xuanmen. In other words, only when Yan Dong reaches the Taoist level can he be able to subdue the kid.
The boss of the floating corpse came to Lao Qitou again, punched him, and once again sent Lao Qitou flying five meters away. He flipped on the ground several times before stopping, and a mouthful of bright red blood came out again.
Words gushed out from Lao Qitou's mouth.
At this time, Lao Qitou was extremely depressed. If he received another punch from the boss of the Floating and Sinking Corpse, he would immediately die!
Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhang Fan knew that he could not delay it any longer.
The true energy in his Dantian Qi sea surged toward his palms like a turbulent river, as did the divination energy in his body. In an instant, Zhang Fan's aura increased by a notch.
The next moment, he saw his palms slapping hard at the two floating corpses he was fighting with.
"Bengbeng..."
Two muffled sounds suddenly came out, and the two floating corpses were shaken back several meters.
After Zhang Fan turned over and landed on the ground, he put his hand into his old cloth bag, and a talisman suddenly appeared in his hand.
This talisman is different from ordinary talismans. It is only palm-sized and boxy. Although it is also yellow talisman paper, its texture is much harder than yellow talisman paper. It looks more like plastic, and it has a brilliant golden light.
Ordinary talismans have red writing on them, but what is painted on this talisman is actually silver writing.
When he saw Zhang Fan holding this talisman in his hand, Yan Dong's heart was shocked, and his expression suddenly froze. Even the extremely depressed Lao Qitou's eyes suddenly lit up, and a trace of emotion appeared on his face.
A look of shock.
"Standing Talisman!"
The reason why the two of them were so shocked was because of the preciousness of this spiritual talisman. Only people in the third realm of Taoism can create such a talisman, which is the Tianshi realm of Taoism, the Tianxuan God phase realm of Xiangmen, and Fengshui Kanyu.
The world of observation.
A Xuanmen leader in a province is only at the fourth or fifth level of the second realm of Xuanmen. Therefore, a Xuanmen person who can reach the third realm can be said to be a very rare and respected existence!
What Zhang Fan is holding in his hand is a talisman drawn by a rare person. The most important thing is
The important thing is that the Soul Talisman cannot be completed in one day, it can take as little as three years or as many as ten years. This is three to ten years of hard work by a strong person in the third realm of Xuanmen, which is enough to see how precious it is!
This also proves Zhang Fan's status in the heart of the person who drew the talisman.
"It took several years to forge a spiritual body, enter my body, and kill the evil soul!"
A loud shout was heard from Zhang Fan's mouth. After the loud shout, he saw the spirit talisman in his hand making a muffled "buzz" sound, and then, he saw a man wearing a blue uniform.
The old man wearing a small hat slowly walked out of the talisman. All the old people in the countryside were dressed like this.
The old man's appearance is good, his eyes are a little small, he has a pair of longevity eyebrows, and his face is kind. However, this old man is not a real person, but a shadow.
After the old man walked out of the talisman, his body gradually enlarged. While enlarging, a powerful aura suddenly burst out from his body, and the divination energy and true energy washing around him were like
Every day dragons roam around it.
It seemed that the power was too strong. The drowned ghost at the bottom of the pit couldn't help but let out a cry of fear. A flash of fear also flashed in the eyes of the little ghost dressed as a Qing Dynasty official. Then, he quickly flew to the boss of the floating corpse.
Hiding behind him.
"Uncle, this old man is too strong!" the kid said with some fear.
The boss of Floating Corpse's eyes flickered for a few times, and then he looked at the old man's shadow and snorted coldly, "This old man must be very powerful, but this is not the old man's real body, it is just a mysterious spirit, and the spirit talisman is usually only
It can carry one-tenth of the Taoism of the person who painted the spiritual talisman! Little devil, there is nothing to be afraid of!"
The so-called spirit-resident talisman means that the person who draws the talisman uses his powerful Taoism to condense a mysterious spirit that is one-tenth of his own strength. This process of condensing the mysterious spirit is difficult, so it takes three to ten years.
"grandfather……"
After Zhang Fan saw this figure, his expression was quite moved and he called out softly, yes, this old man was his grandfather Zhang Yuan.
However, Zhang Yuan's shadow did not make any response. He suddenly floated up and poured directly into Zhang Fan's body.
Zhang Fan felt a strong sense of suffocation. The next moment, he felt that his body was no longer under his control. At the same time, the true energy in his Dantian Qi sea increased rapidly, and the divination in his acupoints
His energy also increased dramatically.
Comparing my own energy to this powerful energy is like comparing a stream to the sea. There is really a huge difference.
In the eyes of outsiders, Zhang Fan's whole temperament has changed. His chest is straight, his body is filled with divination energy and true energy, and his every move and gesture carries an extremely powerful power. He stands with his hands behind his back,
He glanced coldly at the three floating corpses in front of him and the drowned ghost in the pit.
The spirit-residing talisman in Zhang Fan's hand had disappeared when Zhang Yuan's shadow entered his body.
"How much trouble can a mere mysterious spirit cause?" The boss of Floating Corpse said disdainfully, and then walked towards Zhang Fan's direction.
Zhang Fan sneered and said: "A mysterious spirit is enough to subdue you!"
At this time, Zhang Fan's voice was no longer Zhang Fan's, but the voice of an old man. The owner of this voice was none other than Zhang Fan's grandfather, Zhang Yuan.
"Really? Then let me see your strength!" The boss of Floating and Sinking Corpse sneered.