Haha, okay, great." The white-faced monk shouted excitedly.
"Brother, if I read correctly, that old man should be Taoist Master Tianxuan of Laoshan Mountain. The reward for him is fifty yuan of spiritual stones," said the red-faced monk.
"Haha, okay, leave the old guy to me, you deal with Qin Luo, and the third brother deals with the remaining two people.
Okay, that's it, let's make a quick decision.
"After the white-faced monk finished his instructions, he immediately shook the flying sword, injected mana, and the flying sword immediately rose in the wind.
In an instant, it was three to four feet tall, with black energy lingering on it, like a black dragon, and with a ferocious roar, it headed towards Taoist Priest Tianxuan.
Taoist Priest Tianxuan did not show any weakness, and immediately activated his magic weapon, the small blue umbrella, and started fighting with the white-faced monk.
Liu Yizhen and Qian Xiaohao met the black-faced monk.
However, the combined cultivation levels of Liu Yizhen and Qian Xiaohao were no match for the black-faced monk.
As for the red-faced monk, he faced Qin Luo.
"Qin Luo, arrest him immediately. I can save you some pain."
The red-faced monk touched his chin and smiled sadly.
Qin Luo didn't talk nonsense to him at all and immediately took out the dart weapon.
In an instant, thirteen darts flew towards the red-faced monk from all directions.
When the red-faced monk saw the thirteen darts, he sneered contemptuously.
The black robe he was wearing flashed, and then the red-faced monk's head shrank.
Like a turtle, it shrank into the black robe.
Bang bang bang, all thirteen darts hit the black robe.
What Qin Luo couldn't believe was that the treasure dart, which could penetrate gold and stone, failed to leave even a trace on the black robe.
"My set of dart weapons cannot penetrate this black robe. It seems that the grade of this black robe is not low. It should be at the level of a quasi-Taoist weapon."
Qin Luo gritted his teeth and moved his hand to take back the dart weapon.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the soil on the ground fluctuated violently, and a fierce murderous intent came from the ground.
A moment later, Qin Luo saw that the soil in front of him had condensed into a fist the size of a washbasin, hitting him hard on the chest.
All this happened so fast that Qin Luo had no time to dodge, so he quickly stretched out his right hand and punched out violently, meeting the earthen fist the size of a basin.
"Humph, you are trying to overestimate your own capabilities!" the red-faced monk shouted coldly.
With a snap, the soil flew away, and the fist turned into soil was instantly shattered by the blow.
"Wipe it!" The red-faced monk couldn't help but say something dirty. He couldn't believe his eyes. Qin Luo actually smashed his earth fist with one punch?
You know, the earthen fist he just hit had at least ten thousand kilograms of power. If it hit someone, it would only end up being shattered into pieces. Who would have thought that it would be shattered by Qin Luo's punch!
Why is Qin Luo's body so strong?
While the red-faced monk was stunned, Qin Luo was like a cannonball, rushing directly towards the red-faced monk.
The red-faced monk looked stern, pinched his fingers, and the soil under his feet surged out.
Like a fountain of earth and stone, it shot straight into the sky, holding the red-faced monk high in the air.
With a bang, Qin Luo punched the mud pillar, and the mud pillar shattered into pieces.
Although the mud pillar was beaten into pieces, the red-faced monk did not hurt himself.
I saw him leaping a hundred meters away, putting a considerable distance between him and Qin Luo.
"Ma Dan, why is his body so powerful? Isn't this unscientific?"
"It seems that I really can't defeat him without using my trump card!"
The red-faced monk cursed and said.
I saw him suddenly take out a small bell from his body and hold it in the palm of his hand.
Then, he began to jingle and shake.
The bell is not big and looks dark, a bit like a street stall.
At this time, a rumbling sound sounded.
I saw a muffled sound coming from the ground, as if there was an earthquake.
Immediately afterwards, I saw an extremely cold breath billowing from the ground.
In an instant, a stream of thick black sewage erupted from the ground with a bang.
Like a black snake, it headed towards Qin Luo, and it also carried a disgusting smell.
"Qin Luo, go to hell!" the red-faced monk shouted ferociously.
When Qin Luo saw the black sewage, his eyes couldn't help but jump.
"It turns out to be black Yin water. This red face can actually imprint the black Yin water under the ground. What kind of magic weapon is this bell? Why is it so powerful?"
The black Yin water is hidden underground and is extremely viscous.
Once ordinary people are infected, the yin water will directly invade the bone marrow, causing endless troubles.
At this moment, the black Yin water was like a solid substance, rushing towards Qin Luo overwhelmingly.
Qin Luo could feel the filthy air coming from the ground.
Qin Luo knew that he could never forcefully accept it.
Immediately he rolled his eyes, and a white flame burst out from his hand.
"Qin Luo, do you think you can extinguish my black Yin water with fire?"
If you don't think this black Yin water of mine is ordinary water, just go to hell." The red-faced monk snorted coldly.
However, the next second, the red-faced monk was stunned.
He was dumbfounded. Not only was he dumbfounded, he was also horrified.
Because he saw helplessly that his powerful black Yin water was swallowed up by Qin Luo's white flames.