This sentence was shouted out, and there was a kind of supernatural power in it. Song Wuji felt as if his brain was hit by something. He stumbled back eight or nine steps. After a stagger, the flames on his body faded away, revealing a scarlet red.
robe.
But it was not knocked back to its original form as a fireball.
Song Wuji now had a splitting headache. He suddenly felt that the power of righteousness he had received from the imperial seal had suddenly been reduced by 30% just after Ji Xiang shouted loudly. This change shocked him!
Song Wuji was confused and confused, and his expression dimmed slightly. He thought in his mind: He was a righteous god who borrowed the power of the country. He was with the country, and he had become a righteous god. Although he did not have a god's name, the name he had in the past when he was a god or monster.
It just doesn't work for me now.
At this moment, Ji Xiang's ability suddenly became profound in Song Wuji's eyes.
But how deep can it go?
After all, he is just a little Taoist who spends a hundred days building his foundation!
Song Wuji's face was gloomy, thinking that Ji Xiang had used some kind of suppressing technique, which destroyed 30% of his divine power, but left 70% of his divine power. In his estimation, he could still kill Ji Xiang without any effort.
"At the level of foundation building in a hundred days, I can actually use such a powerful suppression technique. It makes me suffer a little loss, but so what!"
Song Wuji had a fierce murderous intention in his heart!
Ji Xiang mobilized his magic power, and his eyes became extremely clear at this time. He used Zhanzhan Qi Technique and saw that Song Wuji, the god of fire, had lost his divine energy and his divine light was much dimmed. He immediately spoke and without hesitation, he stretched out his hand to provoke and mocked:
"Come on, come on, Song Wuji, don't you want to kill Pindao? Why is it that Pindao is so frightened that he takes eight or nine steps back after just one word? No way, are you so scared if someone breaks your heels?"
"Come on, come on, Pindao is standing right here. If you can make Pindao take a step, you will be considered capable!"
Ji Xiang laughed loudly, Song Wuji had just suffered a loss, and of course he could not bear such bad temper at this time. Without saying a word, he rushed towards the main entrance of Longde Hall, with a huge fire rising from his feet.
"Let me see how stubborn you can be!"
Song Wuji came over, and Ji Xiang stood facing the wind and fire, but he only stood for a moment, and immediately turned around and entered the palace. This behavior made Luo Sigong stunned. Seeing that Song Wuji was about to enter the palace, he couldn't help but be shocked and said:
"This thing just came like this? Taoist priest! You can't say anything!"
Ji Xiang responded: "I really didn't move a step...because I was already running!"
At this time, Ji Xiang had already retreated all the way to the statue of Sanqing. He grabbed the incense burner with one palm, rounded it and threw it at Song Wuji at the door. The incense burner broke the wind, spun in the air and was thrown to the door. Song Wuji waved the torch in his hand and made a thud.
A loud bang knocked the incense burner straight into the wall!
But just as he was waving the torch to hit the incense burner, Ji Xiang suddenly waved his sleeves, and countless yellow symbols on the surrounding walls were blown up by the strong wind, blowing towards Song Wuji!
Although the power of the talisman is linked to the level of cultivation of the person who draws the talisman, Ji Xiang knows that the strength is not enough, so he uses quantity to make up for it. If the god of fire transformed from a mere fire essence is not afraid of the spell of Emperor Zhenwu, then it will be okay!
If the opponent was really that powerful, Ji Xiang thought, why not kill him once, resurrect after death, and continue running away.
Of course, although the real body is immortal, damage to the physical body can still be avoided if possible.
The talisman of Piyi Water and Fire, the talisman of Emperor Zhenwu, can relieve the troubles of water and fire. Song Wuji was surprised when he saw those yellow talismans flying towards him:
"How can you, a little Taoist priest who is building a foundation, have so much magic power and be able to draw so many blessing spells!"
But he was surprised. Song Wuji was extremely afraid of these yellow talismans. The Blessing Spell was a divine spell that could ward off water and fire. An auxiliary god like him, although he had a lot of incense, had no god name and was only equivalent to the fifth level of a practitioner.
The environment just “shows the spirit”.
Something like a talisman is a treasure that allows the weak to defeat the strong, especially when it comes to monsters and monsters. Song Wuji thought to himself, if he was entangled by the Blessing Spell at this time, he would probably be blocked by most of his anger!
He quickly used his magical skills to avoid these yellow talismans, trying to kill Ji Xiang with one move. In this way, no one could control the talismans, and they would naturally fall in all directions.
"Catch up!"
Rushing means chasing. The so-called Wutong God holds the fire gourd, and Song Wuji drives the red mule. It refers to the description of the God of Fire rushing to make the fire expand rapidly in a short period of time!
Suddenly a huge fire appeared, and Song Wuji himself flashed in front of Ji Xiang in an instant, with his feet rising into flames, a step that shocked the wind, and a big hand that he stretched out to catch someone!
But at this moment, it seems that the situation has been decided! Ji Xiang deserves to die!
But at this moment, Ji Xiang was about to die and shouted loudly. Among the five thunder tiles on the wall, the eastern thunder tile suddenly swayed!
Boom!
A thunderous explosion shocked the Sanqing clay sculpture, and Song Wuji flew away as if his whole body had been struck by lightning!
"The sound of thunder shakes ghosts and gods thousands of miles away!"
Ji Xiang spoke up again, and shouted three times in a row! Each loud shout consumes a lot of vitality in the body! When the Daomen mage uses the Five Thunder Order, he must mix the external vitality with the internal vitality to display his power.
Of course, there is also a stronger "Three Strikes Order" in the Five Thunder Orders, which guides one's own vitality outside the body and turns it into the thunder city's divine power. It can display the divine power three times. This method is too advanced, consumes a lot of money, and requires
The Five Thunder Order is not an ordinary order, so Ji Xiang cannot use it now.
At this time, thunder roared!
Two times of five thunder orders, all ghosts turn into sand! Three times of soldiers following the order, heavenly generals will protect me! Four times of one order, all generals appear in their true form!
Then the thunder cards from the west, the thunder cards from the south, and the thunder cards from the north all flashed together!
There were several continuous vibrations in the Longde Hall, which made Song Wuji dizzy and dissipated. For a moment, he held his head with one hand and waved a torch fiercely with the other hand. There was the sound of whipping all around. It seemed that there were ten
Several invisible heavenly generals waved their golden whips and attacked the evil god!
At the same moment, Ji Xiang chased after him and let out his fifth loud shout!
Turn defense into offense!
The surrounding yellow talismans also flew down at the same time. Song Wuji received a severe beating from the Five Thunder Tokens. As the torch danced wildly, the surrounding yellow talismans fell down one after another, sticking to his body and sealing his divine fire energy!
As soon as Song Wuji lucked into his fire energy, it was all neutralized by the Blessing Saint Yellow Talisman. The yellow talisman was aimed at flames, not mana, so he could still use his magic power. However, as a fire spirit, his magic power was fire energy, so at this time, his human form was gradually becoming unsustainable.
Live!
Ji Xiang rushed to the front and waved the Taiyi Three-Yuan Sword with both hands!
Moon curse!
The mighty comet is so fierce that it shakes the nine heavens!
With a swipe of the divine sword, the ghost is exterminated in Jiuquan!
The advantage is mine!
The yellow talismans on the Taiyi Sanyuan Sword immediately burned, and the incense turned into sword energy. With one strike, Song Wuji was knocked over and sent flying directly to the palace gate!
Song Wuji was injured by the sword and rolled on the ground, tearing apart the yellow talismans that protected water and fire. Ji Xiang saw his movements and snorted coldly:
"How could it be so easily torn off by you! The Twelve Thunder Gates, Zhen!"
After saying that, he took off the twelve flowing beads from his wrist, threw them forward, and waved the long sword in his hand, and the twelve beads immediately scattered and flew out!
"There are twelve gates in Leicheng, and they are pointed by the Gang star. The Gang star refers to ugliness, and its body is in the future. The one it points to is auspicious, and the one it points to is unlucky!"
Boom boom boom boom boom...!
Twelve consecutive thunders resounded in Longde Hall. Even Luo Sigong, who was far away, covered his ears and was almost knocked unconscious, not to mention Song Wuji, who was surrounded by twelve thunder gates.
He was so shocked!
Ji Xiang passed by, and with a wave of the Taiyi Sanyuan Sword, his advantage expanded. Song Wuji raised his torch to resist, but fell into a disadvantage!
That sword was so powerful that even Song Wuji had a look of horror on his face!
"How come this boy is so powerful! His vitality is so strong! This is definitely not the realm of building a foundation in a hundred days!"
After barely fighting for two rounds, Ji Xiang showed his weakness. Song Wuji was eager to win. As expected, he was fooled and waved the torch. The long knife in the torch was sharp and pierced Ji Xiang's waist!
"ha....!?"
The tone of voice changed from surprise to fright. Ji Xiang was stabbed. There was no blood spurting out from his waist and abdomen, but a faint scent of incense flowed out. Ji Xiang's movements were not affected at all. He took out a wooden board from his pocket.
He hit Song Wuji who was in a daze!
Under the altar tree, all the gods are listening!
A brick hit the center of the forehead, knocking Song Wuji out of his eyes, and then Ji Xiang struck with another sword, knocking Song Wuji over in the air!
Song Wuji had nowhere to vent his anger. He was extremely uncomfortable with the yellow talismans on his body. At this time, he was seriously injured by the sword just now, and most of his anger had dissipated. He couldn't help but feel shocked and angry:
"Who are you? You don't even have blood?!"
However, Ji Xiang adhered to the concept of killing him once he took action, and did not answer. He suddenly threw a small bell with three prongs in his hand!
Jingle bell bell!
Sanqing bell!
Holding the imperial bell in hand, the flowing bell rushes eight times, and throws fire thousands of miles!
The Sanqing Bell was thrown out. This object has the power to subjugate gods and eliminate demons in Taoism!
The three prongs on the bell directly pierced Song Wuji's chest, and with a strong force, he was forked out of the palace door!
Song Wuji rushed to enter the Longde Hall and came in a hurry.
Song Wuji flew out of Longde Hall and rushed forward.
Ji Xiang threw away the canopy ruler again and flew away. The talisman on the wooden ruler was wrapped with incense, spinning and flying, and hit Song Wuji hard on the forehead with one foot, giving him a red seal!
Luo Sigong was feeling dizzy in the palace at this time, and then suddenly came to his senses. Ji Xiang had already strode out of the palace door, holding the Taiyi Sanyuan Sword, and slashed at Song Wuji who fell to the ground and could not get up!
Until the fire energy collapsed on the spot after being chopped randomly, Song Wuji finally revealed his true form and turned into a ball of fire. Buried by the blessing spells, it was extinguished, leaving a thin and charred corpse beside him.
After Ji Xiang finished cutting, he was still worried. He stamped on the pile of talisman paper dozens of times. When he saw that nothing came out, he finally breathed a sigh of relief:
"I was almost killed by this Vulcan, but luckily I am more skilled!"