Huoshen was really shocked when he saw that Wang Tiezhu was not injured at all after experiencing the thunder array.
"This little kid has a lot of secrets hidden in him! He was able to carry the Aoki Divine Thunder purely with his physical body!"
Two dots of blood flames faintly swayed in its eye sockets. When it turned its gaze, it saw Lu Qinan, who was still fighting the blood flame evil beast.
"This kid is quite interesting..." Huoshen smacked his lips.
at the same time.
"boom!"
Lu Qinan held his sword and slashed out a black-red flaming sword energy, but it was deflected by the Blood Flame Beast's claw.
The evil beast roared several times and suddenly split into two. The two evil beasts split again and became four, trapping Lu Qinan in the middle.
Lu Qinan, whose whole body was burning with black and red flames, looked at the four evil beasts that were eyeing him around. His face was solemn and pale. He didn't have much spiritual energy in his body, and he had been fighting fiercely with the evil beasts for a long time.
Seeing that it was about to bottom out, I didn't expect that this evil beast would change further and turn into four!
"hateful!"
Lu Qinan cursed secretly, and the arm holding the sword kept shaking, which was a sign of impending exhaustion.
He reached into the Qiankun bag, but took it out empty. The talismans had long been used up, and these evil beasts would not give him the chance to take the elixir to adjust his breath.
Looking at Lu Qinan who was surrounded by evil beasts, Wang Tiezhu shook his head helplessly, turned around and said to Ye Huanxi: "Junior Sister Huanxi, go help him. If I go, this guy will definitely lose his face."
Zhang Tingruo's expression changed, and he frowned and said, "Why are you helping him? Brother Tiezhu, don't forget, this guy wanted to send someone to assassinate you before!"
Wang Tiezhu smiled slightly. In his heart, he had never regarded Lu Qinan as an enemy.
Because people at this level are not worthy of being your opponents. At best, they are just adding a little fun to themselves in the ordinary process of cultivation.
"The past was before, and now is now. We are in urgent need of combat power. This guy can survive the attack of evil beasts for so long, which shows that it is of some use. It will not be too late to find him to settle the matter later, but now, we still need
He shines for the organization!"
Zhang Tingruo was silent when he heard the words and could only nod slightly.
"Zhi'er, Ting Ruo, you continue to go down below to help your fellow disciples build defensive formations. As long as they can resist attacks, use them all. The master Huoshen talks about is Venerable Leng Ming of the Mahakala Palace. His strength is in Yuyang.
Above the border, we must go all out!"
"Understood!"
Liu Weizhi and Zhang Tingruo nodded, flew back to the ground, and began to gather their disciples to set up a defensive array.
Ye Huanxi nodded slightly to him, then hit the spiritual sword with a wave of his hand and rushed straight towards Lu Qinan.
Wang Tiezhu, on the other hand, pulled off the broken clothes on his upper body with his backhand, revealing his strong muscles. He put away the Green Dragon Spirit Devouring Sword, moved his fists and feet, and looked at the listless Confused God.
He is ready to give his body full of thunder power a try!
"Dead head! Your ghost master hasn't come yet. Did he see grandpa's majesty and domineering power from a distance and scare him away?"
The God of Confusion smiled coldly when he heard this, "Little brat, you can be arrogant now. When my master comes, no matter how great a man you are, the pride of heaven, you can only obediently become the nourishment for his cultivation."
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"Yeah?"
Wang Tiezhu's mouth opened into a smile, and the surface of his body flashed with thunder and lightning.
"Then just pray that he arrives soon, otherwise I will only see your ashes later!"
After saying that, Wang Tiezhu's eyes changed, his whole body was ignited with cyan arrogance, his eyes were glowing red, his fangs protruded in the air, and veins were coiled on his body. With every move, he could only hear the cries of ghosts and gods, and the wails of Rakshasa!
"Ghost!"
Wang Tiezhu punched out, and the wind of the punch turned into the head of an evil ghost in mid-air, wrapped in wisps of lightning, roaring and rushing towards the God of Confusion!
"What's this?!"
Feeling the strange aura on Wang Tiezhu's body, the blood flames in Huoshen's eyes suddenly expanded.
"Obviously it looks like a fierce ghost, but why does it have the aura of Buddhist techniques?!"
It was filled with panic and uncertainty, and quickly used the Thousand Souls Nether Banner to summon the remnant souls to block it in front of it. However, these remnant souls met Wang Tiezhu's fierce ghost power and melted as quickly as snow, without any blocking effect!
"Boom!"
The evil ghost's head broke through the obstacle of the remnant soul and hit the confused god hard.
"Crack!"
With just one punch, a crack was created in the God of Confusion!
Feeling the tiny thunders running around in his body, God of Confusion immediately gave up resistance and fled into the distance with the Thousand Souls Nether Banner!
"No! If I get punched two more times by him, I will be dead!"
Seeing its escaping figure, Wang Tiezhu showed a sinister smile on his face.
"Want to run? It's too late!"
He punched twice in succession and transformed into two ferocious evil ghosts. With the blessing of thunder and lightning, they quickly cut through the sky and caught up with the escaping God of Confusion!
How could Confused God have imagined that Wang Tiezhu's pursuit would come so quickly?
In a moment of confusion, he was hit by these two evil ghosts. The skull that originally had only one crack split open a few more points, and a few pieces of debris fell out.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
Feeling that his body was damaged, the panic in Luoshen's heart became even more intense, and he desperately activated the Thousand Souls Nether Flag to get away from Wang Tiezhu as soon as possible.
"Can you still run?"
Wang Tiezhu was a little speechless. What on earth was this confused god? He said that people were not human beings, and that ghosts were not ghosts. He was almost torn apart by himself, and he was running so fast.
Lu Qinan looked at Wang Tiezhu's figure in mid-air, which looked like a fierce ghost Rakshasa, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. He refused Ye Huanxi's support, staggered back to the defensive formation, crossed his legs and began to adjust his breathing.
Ye Huanxi watched him walk away expressionlessly, and was about to help Wang Tiezhu chase the Confused God, when a powerful aura came.
Everyone present stopped what they were doing and looked up.
I saw a bloody sword appearing in mid-air. This sword was as tall as a person, with a broad blade and a straight back, with only a slightly curved arc at the front.
Now this knife is standing quietly in the air, with wisps of black mist surrounding the blade. Looking up along the blade, I see an old man in white robes standing upright with his hands behind his hands.
On top of the handle!
"Master...Master! Master! You are finally here!"
When the God of Confusion saw this man appearing, he immediately flew to his side and surrounded him, shouting continuously.
"Master, if you don't come again, the little one will be beaten to pieces by that little brat!"
The old man's face was not sinister, but rather kind. He trembled with white eyebrows and smiled softly: "Don't worry, I'm here, right?"
Wang Tiezhu looked coldly at the old man who was comforting Confused God, and felt a little nervous. When this man appeared just now, he had no premonition at all!
