Taoist Fang Xian

Chapter 82 Escape
Then he saw this ray of knife light.

Pfft!

I only saw that the paper man he had just turned into had his neck cut off in an instant, and ended up in the same fate as the green bamboo man.

There are paper figurines shaking again.

Afterwards, Fang Xin's whole body turned into a black mist and rolled towards the green leather gourd.

"brush!"

Afterwards, the whole person fled away towards the distance.

Seeing that Fang Xin dodged two golden sword attacks in a row, the old man Goudie was also a little surprised:
"There are really some means."

"However, this old man's Qijue Slashing Sword is not so easy to break."

"This time..."

Before he opened his mouth to explain again, how his Qijue Zhanshen Dao was refined into a talisman, how it turned into a sword light to cut people's souls.

The old man who was fighting with the iron-crowned ghost and god couldn't help being stunned:
"This is impossible!!"

Because when Fang Xin flew into the mountains with the green-skinned gourd curled up, he couldn't feel his Qijue Slashing Sword that he had practiced.

The old man was taken aback when he saw the hook plate.

The Iron Crown Ghost couldn't help but chuckle:
"It's you who's waiting!!"

"Dare to be distracted from fighting with me, I really don't know how to live or die!"

The words fall.

I only saw the iron crown that was carrying the emerald jade pagoda and the life-and-death hook plate magic weapon with its own strength, and in an instant, it burst into a thousand brilliance:

"brush!!!"

The light is too bright.

In an instant, the eyes of the two Taoists who were fighting with him were brightened.

Followed by.

The Taoist guarding the seven-storey glazed and emerald pagoda suddenly heard a scream:
"what!!"

Wait until the magic weapon is removed.

He saw that the old man who used to hold a three-page jade book in his hand was covered with dense silver hairs.

even.

Even the hook plate carrying the magic weapon was destroyed by the sudden explosion of the iron crown.

Now in the hands of the old man Gou Die, there is only one and a half pages of remnant books left.

see this scene.

The long-bearded Taoist who was entrusting the Linglong Pagoda couldn't help but knock out the pagoda, and a colorful light bloomed, turning it into a curtain to protect the two of them.

Then he lifted the old man who hooked the plate, and asked anxiously:

"Elder Duan, are you alright?"

"Quickly take the Jade God Pill to relieve it."

Before he could take out the elixir in his hand, he saw the ghost with the iron crown on the opposite side smiling sinisterly.

next moment.

The crown in his hand instantly turned into a long scroll more than sixty feet long.

wow~
Countless gusts of wind rolled up the scroll.

With this ingenuity, for a while, the long-bearded Taoist was separated from the old man Gou Die.

Then watch him stride forward.

The gloomy ghost hands turned into ghost dragons one after another, and immediately beat the long-bearded Taoist to his left and right:
"Hey Hey……"

"Not only him, but you are also going to die today."

Roads of cold light bloomed from his hands.

Then it turned into Yinlong after another, and struck on the seven-colored exquisite pagoda.

Occasionally, a little blood stain is ejected from it.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
Every drop of blood hit the colorful glazed pagoda would turn it black.

This was also one of the important reasons why the long-bearded Taoist was beaten to the limit.

Holding a colorful and exquisite pagoda in his hand.

The long-bearded Taoist also responded with crimson flames from time to time, which was not too embarrassing for a while.

however.

When he saw the old man hooking the plate, he couldn't even support the clouds at the moment, so he could only walk against the wind and leave outside the battlefield.

This long-bearded old man couldn't help but feel chills in his heart:

"Yaoxie, you are so despicable!"

The two of them spat and cursed while beating each other, but the Iron Crowned Ghost was not aware of being scolded.

The whole person seemed to be a little complacent.

Just look at the picture scroll he was holding tightly in his hand, countless clouds and strong winds were rolled up, and then he said with a sinister smile:

"That one is extremely powerful, but it took me many years to sacrifice it from the evil spirit in the center of the earth."

"Those who are in the middle will all break the body and injure the law. If the body does not exist, maybe they will turn into ghosts and gods like this seat."

"Hey Hey……"

"The owner of the hook disc jade book turned into a ghost, but I don't know if the magic weapon he has practiced for many years is still working..."

When it came to the end, his whole body instantly turned into a ghost dragon with a height of more than ten feet.

Afterwards, it entangled towards the seven-colored divine light transformed by the seven-colored exquisite pagoda.

heard here.

The old man with long beard couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart:
"What a killer!"

For this Taoist who has reflected his spiritual light on his body and cultivated it into a magic weapon.

This magic weapon is an extremely precious treasure.

It can be said that it is a complete life-saving practice, and there is nothing wrong with that.

When the magic weapon called Gou Die Jade Book was originally refined with divine talismans, the old man Gou Die took advantage of it.

Now, if the physical body is broken.

I am afraid that decades of hard work will be turned into running water.

This is worse than killing someone!

Seeing that he could no longer bear it anymore, the long-bearded Taoist couldn't help shouting:
"Fellow Daoist, save me!!"

The words fall.

I only saw the four Taoists who were besieging the red-bronze monster with weapons in their hands, and one of them turned around.

Then, he flew towards the battlefield where the long-bearded old man was fighting with the iron-crowned ghosts and gods:

"Fellow Daoist, I'm here to help you!"

The words just fell.

All I saw was this Taoist man in a golden robe, who suddenly pulled out a gold brick from the palm of his hand.

Then tap it forward.

He slammed down on the ghost dragon that was tens of feet away and was surrounding the Colorful Linglong Pagoda:

"Go!"

Gold bricks are fast.

Before the ghost dragon could react, it had already patted the top of his head:

"Boom!!"

A dull voice sounded.

The sudden sneak attack almost shattered the soul of this ghost dragon.

a time.

Two Taoists fight ghost dragons.

Actually once again entered the state of suppression.

Even because the gold bricks are weird.

Even the iron crown in the ghost dragon's hand seemed to be dwarfed by comparison!

Just one of those moments.

I only saw that they were fighting with a flying head man, and among them, the cold and arrogant Taoist with a flying sword on his back suddenly shouted:
"Go!"

Cold light after another.

The sword bag behind him suddenly opened.

In an instant, it turned into a cold light.

Pfft!

In the blink of an eye, the flying-headed old man was cut off from the horse, and even his refined copper teeth were cut into two.

All of a sudden, the pressure on everyone in Sanshan Palace seemed to be even greater!
If it is said that ordinary Taoists can still run.

Then there is no way to escape such monsters and ghosts at the master level who have already made a great reputation.

Taoist Iron Crown is not too strong.

But even so, there were still two masters who were also at the level of meditation, blocking it with magic weapons in their hands.

even.

The Taoist Tiger, who is in the strongest row, is facing the siege from five directions at the same time.

Even if it is the incarnation of a tiger.

Even its orbs have a deep divine light.

Facing so many enemies at this moment, for a while, his whole face was ashen, with several wounds on his body.

Fortunately, Fang Xin is of the younger generation.

Fortunately, he does not have any excessive reputation.

if not.

Many predecessors are his role models.

These many Taoists seem to have already determined their enemies before they came.

And it should be shoulder to shoulder if you believe in the way of eliminating demons and defending.

A few hunter-like old guys with nets in their hands and bows and arrows were hunting the silver-backed wolf.

And Taoist Yuanbao and Taoist Konghe are enjoying the siege of many veteran Taoists at this moment.

Look at this posture.

It is estimated that most of the righteous masters in the mirage have already come to this battlefield.

……

the other side.

Fang Xin, who just rolled up the green leather gourd and rushed into the forest, felt like a light on his back.

That golden knife seemed to recognize people.

And if he pinned down his soul breath, he will go forward without hesitation.

It's not like that kind of spell.

On the contrary, it is like a sacrificed magic weapon, possessing endless power:
"No, it can't be done like this again."

"If this continues, I'm afraid it will only be a waste of time. If you are not careful, you may be dragged to death."

Once again, he replaced the watermelon seedling behind him with the stand-in technique.

Looking behind him, I only saw that there was only a single seedling behind him at this moment.

Afterwards, he felt ruthless in his heart, and without dodging or evading, he stopped in his tracks and greeted the golden knife head-on:

"bring it on!!"

The golden knife did not hesitate.

In an instant, he was going to be split into two, to slash his soul.

however.

Just when the golden knife was about to reach the top of his altar, even his soul could feel the sharpness.

The golden knife paused.

Afterwards, the substantial golden knife was nailed in front of Fang Xin's altar, as if hesitating.

Wisps of sword light bloomed in the mountains and forests in all directions:
"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"..."

A series of sword lights flickered.

Whether it's on the mountain, in the water, or under the big rock, inside the grass roots.

Even inside one of the grave mounds, a ray of knife light was cut out, and the loess flew vertically.

a time.

It looks so shiny.

Look at Fang Xin again.

All I could see was that at this moment, he was standing there blankly like this.

There was no longer any breath on his body.

Not even a thought.

It's like turning into a stone.

brush!brush!brush!
A series of sword lights flickered.

The paper figurines collapsed one by one.

At the beginning of one or two, the golden knife was sharp and sharp.

but.

When one, one paper figurine was cut off, the golden knife dimmed visible to the naked eye.

Even that firm aura seemed to be shaky at the moment.

Wait until the 3 paper figurines are cut off.

Then he saw the small golden knife nailed above Fang Xin's forehead, no longer a trace of light.

There was only one divine talisman, like a ghost drawing talisman, which was drawn by collecting inspirations from the heavens and the earth, floating down.

only.

At this moment, the talisman is also faintly visible.

It seems that there is no longer the slightest idea of ​​mana, as the source of motivation.

Thoughts return to Lingtai.

At this moment, Fang Xin's originally shining eyes were bloodshot a few times in an instant.

The whole person is extremely exhausted.

What's more, when that thought fell back, the body that was originally crystal clear, billowing with mana, and wave-like, became visibly thinner with the naked eye.

Then look towards his altar.

only saw.

The long-lived gourd vine that was originally full of vigor and radiant light seemed to have become a little sluggish at the moment.

Eight of the ten leaves on it dimmed.

It looks like it has been beaten by frost.

Strong spirit.

Fang Xin quickly took out a Nine-breath Tune-up Pill that had been refined in advance from his pocket.

If one is not enough, two are enough.

Wait until the two pills are eaten.

His body that had just become thin, and his extremely exhausted soul, were also slowly recovering at this moment.

By this time.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief:

"Huh... finally came back to life."

This golden knife seems to contain a very special power in the dark.

Not only can it kill the soul.

It can even accurately lock the Taoist's thoughts.

If it weren't for his many paper figures.

If it wasn't for his tricky way of using those eight leaves as the core of different soul thoughts.

I'm afraid he will be miserable at this moment.

It's not that he is not good at spells, but that he really met a big boss who restrained him.

Knowing that he is proficient in paper doll substitutes, the boss who took the initiative to attack is naturally a master who can restrain himself.

It is also fortunate that he not only practiced the paper doll stand-in, but also practiced the illusion of moving flowers and trees, and he also has ten gourd leaves that carry consciousness.

There are also all kinds of backhands left behind.

Otherwise.

But if it were another person, it would probably have already died in Huangquan at this moment.

Look at Fang Xin again.

It was only seen that as he swallowed and breathed, the energy of the whole person could not help but return to his former peak state.

Of course.

The eight completely dim gourd vine leaves in the Lingtai will take several days to recover.

But that's pretty good.

Fang Xin looked down at the very strange golden talisman in his hand, which looked like a golden talisman made of pure gold.

He couldn't help but sighed:
"It took two Nine-breath Tune God Pills and wasted so many paper figurines to get one."

"Just don't know what it's for."

Usually, after one person uses one of the Nine-breath Tunneling Pill, the second one has no effect on him.

Because after using one, the body has already been conditioned, reaching that limit, and it is impossible to change.

but.

If it is regarded as a pure pill that replenishes energy and spirit, then this thing is another matter.

At least after swallowing these two Nine Breath Adjustment Pills.

Fang Xin only felt that his whole body had recovered again, the way he was full of energy after swallowing the Nine-breath Tune God Pill for the first time.

thought of here.

Just look at Fang Xin pinching the talisman in his hand, then pouring mana into it, and throwing it at the distant trees:
"brush!"

A knife light flashed.

Then the big tree turned into a thin strip in an instant.

It looks like it has been carefully cut.

Seeing this scene and seeing this outrageous power, Fang Xin couldn't help being taken aback:
"This is just a part of the golden knife, how can it have such great power?"

(End of this chapter)