It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 136: Extremely sublime, slash in the air!
  Rumble!
  In the eight-door golden lock array.

The array gate changes, and poisonous fire spurts out.

Hou Huanhua's wrist flicked, and the sword in his hand instantly turned into a series of cold rays of light. The divine light suddenly appeared and scattered the poisonous fire.

Under the violent aftermath.

The blood boiled in his throat, he groaned and took a few steps back.

"This is the door to death. We must find the Jingmen."

Hou Huanhua's face looked a little ugly.

He originally used his identity as a hundred households to protect Wang Shouren and used an excuse not to participate in the killing of immortals.

After all, he either used inducement or coercion to get Wen Shoufei and other Yangshen martial artists to help him kill the immortal with his fists, but he didn't say that he would also participate!

Unexpectedly, Jia Xian was so ignorant that he came to ask for someone in person, and with his righteousness, he forced Hou Huanhua to come and break into the battle.

He once accidentally broke into Shuihengliu and faced the Liquan Taoist. He experienced life after life in the illusory formation seeking the path to disaster, which left an indelible shadow in his heart.

That Taoist man was like a demonic barrier, deeply worming his way into his mind.

Even now, he often hears whispers in his ears, as if the Liquan Taoist is chanting mantras and sutras for him.

Fear, fear, panic...

That's why Hou Huanhua strongly hopes that someone can kill Shui Hengliu.

But Hou Huanhua knew that that person was definitely not herself.

He didn't even have the courage to draw his sword in front of Liquan Taoist.

"Crack!"

The black wind was blowing like a sharp sword.

Hou Huanhua didn't react in time and felt severe pain. The flesh and blood on his face was almost blown away, revealing the dense white bones. The pair of eyeballs hung in the black holes, extremely penetrating.

"what!!"

Hou Huanhua roared in pain and struck with all his strength. The sword energy in his hand rotated violently and flew out. He joined the sword and rushed out of the black wind. He even briefly smashed the door of death and stepped into another gate.

"Huh? Hou Baihu?"

In another group of gates, there is the master of Yi Jin Prajna Gym, Xiao Han.

Suddenly seeing Hou Huanhua's figure, his face was overjoyed.

Seeing Hou Huanhua's injury, he handed over the superior healing elixir and said,
  "Hou Baihu, let's work together to break the formation and go straight to where the formation disk is! Once the formation disk is broken, this formation will have nothing to fear!"

Hou Huanhua took the elixir, and after taking it, the flesh and blood on his face slowly squirmed, and his injuries gradually improved.

"it is good!!"

Hou Huanhua replied decisively, but for some reason, he looked deep into the formation, in the direction of the Taoist temple covered by golden light, with a little fear in his eyes.

In front of his eyes, Liquan Taoist seemed to be looking at him with a half-smile.

clang! !

When the two of them work together, their energy and blood are like boiling, and their soul is like cracking.

After the deafening sound like a landslide, the black wind receded, and thousands of tongues of flames spread out, rolling and rolling.

The formation patterns flickered and the golden light was dim and unclear.

Faintly, there was a formation disk in front of him, lying on the ground.

Xiao Han was overjoyed when he saw this.

"This is the moment!"

Xiao Han shouted loudly.

however,
  Hou Huanhua's face became extremely strange, and her eyes trembled, like a frightened rabbit, looking around.

"Are you looking for me? You are me. Baby, why don't you become an immortal? Isn't it good to become an immortal..."

Liquan Taoist's voice seemed to ring in Hou Huanhua's ears.

Bloodshot threads gradually crawled out of his eyes, and red threads penetrated his pupils.

"Get out, get out, get out of here!"

Hou Huanhua's eyes were filled with madness, he was shouting and slashing wildly with the sword in his hand.

"not good!"

This opportunity cannot be missed, it is this lazy counting time.

The array gate changes and the golden light reappears.

Xiao Han shouted angrily, and the gold-dipped ax in his hand prevented the ink from entering, and even formed a three-foot wave of air outside his body.

However, the next moment.

A poisonous fire swept over and immediately enveloped Xiao Han.

The air wave lasted less than a blink of an eye before the poisonous fire swallowed Xiao Han

"Ahhhh!!!"

Xiao Han's screams were heard, and his body was like a torn sack, turning into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Even the pair of gold-dipped axes melted into a puddle of slurry!
  Without a Yangshen martial artist to share the pressure of the formation, the pressure on Jia Xian, Wen Shoufei, Yu Yuan and others increased greatly.

"not good!"

"Which friend has died?"

Everyone in the other formation gates was horrified.

Some people even began to want to give up.

Du Menzhong.

The eight-door golden lock array changed, and a dragon shape formed by poisonous fire was as powerful as thunder. It enveloped Yu Yuan with coercion, rolled up a billowing cloud of blood, and hit his face with hot and pungent fire, suffocating everyone's breath.

Yu Yuan's eyes were solemn, and he flew up, slapping his palms out, and the majestic energy and blood formed big hands, grabbing the poisonous fire.

Boom! !
  There was an earth-shattering roar.

The colliding wind spreads like a blade of substance.

Yu Yuan groaned and backed away continuously.

When he looked down, he saw a burnt mark on the palm of his hand. Even with his physical condition, he could not heal it.

"Immortal methods..." Yu Yuan murmured.

He looked around with great solemnity.

Now that the eight gates have been lost, the only way to break the situation is for some spiritual martial artist to burn the essence and blood in his heart, to sublimate himself regardless of the consequences, and to forcibly tear open a gap in the formation.

The others followed closely behind.

However, here comes the problem.

Who will be this supremely sublime person?

Yu Yuan hesitated.

The palace has become increasingly weak in recent years. After the death of the eldest young master Wang Xian, the palace has become even more unstable and has lost many elites.

If something goes wrong as he, a master of spiritual cultivation...

The palace is in danger!

Once a person has a weakness, he will lose his indomitable spirit.

There was a look of struggle in Yu Yuan's eyes.

However, this was the moment he hesitated.

The yellow sand is rolling, and the golden light blocks the formation.

The sky is broken.

A large iron gun with red tassels shot out across the sky, emitting dazzling cold light, and thousands of twisting silver gun qi tore through the black wind and poisonous fire.

Like the sound of thunder, an ordinary figure wearing linen clothes came with a gun.

"break!"

Wen Shoufei gave a sharp shout, and the energy and blood in his body burned like no money.

The mighty divine light, nearly tens of feet high, soared into the sky, and various strange phenomena began to evolve faintly, including the phantom of a dragon and an elephant, and a giant carrying a cauldron... The eight-door golden lock formation let out a faint cry, and then only lasted for a breath. , and a huge gap suddenly opened!

"Brother Wen is righteous!"

"This is the moment!"

"Take action!"

When Jia Xian, Yu Yuan and others saw this, they were overjoyed.

However, before they could make a move, Wen Shoufei continued to show his strength and let out a long roar.

In an instant, the muscles all over the body swelled, and the soul ignited the gas and blood, accompanied by special texture fluctuations.

The iron gun in his hand was swept into the air.

got windy.

Woohoo! !
  The air flow was turbulent and spinning wildly, suppressing and twisting things from all directions together.

Large swaths of branches, leaves, sand and gravel rose up in the air, and the eight array disks were directly lifted off. The golden light flashed and then went out.

At this moment, there is no need for Yu Yuan and others to join forces.

The Eight Gate Golden Lock Formation was directly broken by Wen Shoufei.

Yu Yuan, Jia Xian and others looked at each other.

There was a sense of trance in my heart.

"Brother Wen, I know he is very strong, but when did he become so strong? Is this still the state of Yangshen's contemplation?"

However, there is no time for them to think too much at this moment.

Wen Shoufei's eyes turned red as he fought, almost crazy, and he soared into the sky, like a bronze giant surrounded by a sea of ​​blood and energy.

Head towards Liquan Taoist!

"Another martial arts lunatic who creates new ways and explores new paths?"

Liquan Taoist frowned. Wen Shoufei's offensive moves were completely beyond the scope of locking the essence and recuperating the mind. He must have begun to deduce the third level of martial arts.

The strong smell of blood came.

In the eyes of Liquan Taoist, Wen Shoufei was like a sunset burning with all his life.

Although there is light and fire that captures all the stars, it is as short-lived as the summer cicada.

"Don't fight against it."

In the blink of an eye, Taoist Liquan had made up his mind.

He smiled and shook his sleeves, and the futon, fly whisk, magic sword, three-tassel plantain and other items in the Taoist temple fell into the storage bag.

The mana captured the formation plate of the Eight-door Golden Lock Formation, and a protective clear light appeared on the surface of his body. He stepped on the light and quickly walked away.

Only a desolation was left in place, with jagged rocks and numerous corpses.

There were dozens of warriors who were trapped in the illusion and unable to extricate themselves, kneeling on the ground.

Where is the immortal fate and Shuihengliu Taoist Temple?

It's just an illusion, just a dream.

The figure of Liquan Taoist jumped up in the forest and fled down the mountain quickly.

In order to exchange for the qualification to seek the way to the tribulation, Liquan Taoist sold most of his family property, including the flying spirit boat.

At this moment, we can only resort to escape techniques.

"Don't leave, demon!"

Wen Shoufei roared angrily, his eyes as bright as wildfire.

The method of controlling Qi captures countless Qi energy, which are like winding threads, and sweeps out with the bright cold light.

A strange suction force came from behind, and the clear light of Liquan Taoist's protective body flickered and almost shattered.

The mana is chaotic and the breath is floating.

Taoist Liquan was beaten so hard that he almost fell from the light.

He groaned in his throat, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"The method created by this martial artist is so weird that it is impossible to guard against it!"

Liquan Taoist looked gloomy.

That's when.

The overwhelming jackdaw crossbow arrows turned into an inverted sky.

A whistling sound broke through the air.

The rotating arrow tip is like a black dot, and thousands of black dots are connected together.

Under the sky, he raised his head, and the reflection of the pupils in his eyes was completely swallowed up by the crossbow.

"You ants, how dare you?!"

Liquan Taoist roared.

He originally wanted to escape, but dragged Wen Shoufei until he was exhausted.

Taoist Liquan knew very well that Wen Shoufei's state of sublimation and forcible entry into the third realm of a warrior would not last long.

After all, Wen Shoufei's own martial arts realm was only comparable to the cultivation of the mind and the will of heaven and earth.

If you pry into the power that does not belong to you, you will suffer backlash.

But at this time, there was Wen Shoufei behind and a jackdaw crossbow in front.

Dangerous!
  A flash of light.

Boom! !
  Large tracts of mountains and forests collapsed, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

The escaping light of Liquan Taoist flickered at the foot of Dahuang Mountain.

His face was as pale as paper, his bun fell off, and his long hair fell messily, knotted in one place by sweat.

He coughed, and then the broken body-protecting clear light reappeared.

"In that case, don't blame me for being cruel!"

Taoist Liquan glared fiercely at Wen Shoufei and the other martial artists who were chasing after him like vicious dogs.

Immediately go to Feng County.

"No, this guy is so anxious that he jumps over the wall!"

"The martial arts soldiers on the outside should take action quickly to stop him!"

"Light the beacon quickly and signal to Feng County to close the city gate!"

When Jia Xian saw this, his expression changed drastically and he issued several urgent orders.

Screams came and went.

A figure shuttled among the soldiers, blood rose into the sky, and heads rolled.

The Liquan Taoist raced all the way.

The suddenly weak spiritual energy made Taoist Liquan feel a little uncomfortable.

In order to prevent his condition from slipping, he took out a spiritual stone to restore the mana in his body.

It's nearly noon.

Liquan Taoist saw the walls of a towering city from a distance.

The armored mud dragon lay quietly under the city gate.

Countless people came in and out of the city gate.

"If you commit suicide, I will spare these ants from death!"

Liquan Taoist's angry voice came.

Wen Shoufei's figure paused for a moment, and then came at a faster speed.

"But it's okay to kill, I'll be buried with you!!"

(End of this chapter)