The call of the tyrants of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 24

"Where did the offal come from, don't you know that this is the site of my Danxia Temple?"

At this moment, two flesh-faced, long knives in hand, and dressed in Taoist robes, came out and shouted at the Xingxiu old fairy and his party.

"Old fairy?"

When the group of minions heard the name of Danxia Temple, they were stunned and looked at the old fairy Xingxiu.

"Why doesn't this immortal know when this place became the territory of Danxia Temple?"

On the reclining chair, Ding Chunqiu slowly raised his head, and when he made a sound indifferently, the cold wind swept across tens of miles in an instant.

hiss!
The two people who jumped out and shouted suddenly felt the cold wind pouring into their bodies, and they were trembling all over.

Then, just listen to Plop!Plop!Plop!
There was a sound of falling to the ground, and looking back slightly, behind them, hundreds of thousands of disciples of Danxia Temple were silently breathless.

"Could it be that this is a real immortal?"

The two looked at each other, and a thought flashed through their minds at the same time.

"Great Immortal, spare your life! Great Immortal, spare your life!"

The next moment, the two of them fell to the ground together and kowtowed.

After a while, blood was splashed everywhere without knowing it.

"Humph!"

The goose feather feather fan waved lightly, Ding ChunQiu hummed softly, the corners of their mouths turned purple, and there was no more movement.

"Why are you still standing there, get up the sedan chair!"

Looking at the dozens of idiots around him, Ding Chunqiu let out a soft drink.

"Old Immortal Constellation, the mana is boundless, the blessings of immortals are eternal, and the longevity is equal to the sky!"

Immediately afterwards, why did the group of young people shout again, each of them was full of energy.

They all only know that the Danxia Temple is very strong, but the old fairy Xingxiu just swayed his fan and killed a group of Danxia Temple disciples. Doesn't this mean that the old fairy they serve is much stronger than the Danxia Temple ?

"The person who killed my Danxia Temple dared to be so presumptuous, it is simply courting death!"

"Danxia Temple belongs, surround these people for me, don't keep any one, kill without mercy!"

As he spoke, another young Taoist came across the sky.

The long sword pointed directly at Ding Chunqiu, his body was extremely dazzling with the power of the first level of the Nine Wheels Realm, which frightened all the young people beside Ding Chunqiu to tremble again.

Put down the sedan chair quickly, and keep silent like a cicada.

tread!tread!tread!
It was too late, but it was soon, thousands of people surrounded Ding Chunqiu again.

"Second time!"

"You caused me to get off the sedan chair for the second time, damn it!"

When he got up slowly, Ding Chunqiu's robes were bulging all over his body.

A lavender wind blew across the surroundings in an instant!

boom! boom! boom!
Wherever the purple wind passes, the body is cold and there is no sound.

"poison!"

After the young Taoist roared, he fell into the sky, his whole body turning black
Looking indifferently at the corpses all over the floor, Ding Chunqiu slowly stepped forward!

Step by step, the wind blows!

As long as it is within ten miles of Ding Chunqiu, there will be no survivors!

In a short period of time, the disciples of Danxia Temple died one after another.

"No!"

At this moment, a middle-aged Taoist priest rushed over, his face full of despair!

The corpses of disciples of Danxia Temple are everywhere!

boom!
The strength of a body with three flower realms and nine levels is completely burst out!
His face sank like water, staring at Ding Chunqiu firmly!
"Kill my disciple of Danxia Temple, you are dead!"

As the murderous intentions soared, the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist priest turned red.

"I am guilty of Datang, I should be killed!"

Ding Chunqiu's pupils are cold, so cold that there is no warmth at all!

"Danxia Sword Art, Danxia is the same color as the sky!"

Following the middle-aged Taoist priest's stern shout, a multi-colored light rose from the sky, the rainbow was like a flame, with a hint of blood!
The spirit of Taoism is attached to it, and there is a sense of unstoppable might!

"The Great Law of Transformation!"

But Ding Chunqiu suddenly jumped up, his right palm held the sword with infinite coldness!

"what?"

All of a sudden, the middle-aged Taoist priest felt his whole body's aura turned upside down, and the foundation of his whole body was absorbed into Ding Chunqiu's body along with the long sword in his hand!
Although a large amount of Yuanli is volatilizing in the void, Ding Chunqiu's Yuanli is still growing at a terrifying speed!

"No!"

As soon as the middle-aged Taoist shouted, his entire body immediately dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, pointing straight at it, turning into a shriveled human skin
"belch!"

After belching, Ding Chunqiu's complexion returned to normal, and he still walked leisurely towards Xueyang Mansion.

tread!tread!tread!
Not long after, another group of people surrounded Ding Chunqiu!

The leading person was the Daoist Qingyun who had escaped from the hands of the Four Great Dharma Kings.

"who are you?"

Daoist Qingyun's pupils flashed with astonishment, and he asked solemnly.

"Da Tang, Xingxiu old fairy, Ding Chunqiu!"

But he saw Ding ChunQiu raised his head slightly like an ordinary old man, waving a goose feather fan in his hand, his face is rosy, his head is full of white hair, his silver beard is three feet below his chin, his face is childlike and his hair is childlike, he really looks like a fairy figure in a painting.

It doesn't look like a murderous devil at all.

"What a Ding Chunqiu, today, a certain Danxia temple will definitely kill you on the spot!"

This time, Danxia Temple attacked Xueyang Mansion with only 10 troops.

In previous fights with Yin Tianzheng many times, he had already lost more than [-] yuan.

This time, nearly [-] people were poisoned by Ding Chunqiu!
What's more, in this battle, Ding Chunqiu had already killed one of the two three-flower realm and nine-layer powerhouses headed by Dan Xiaguan!
Therefore, Daoist Qingyun was somewhat lacking in confidence when he spoke.

"I have a palm, you can try it!"

Don't wait for Daoist Qingyun to continue to speak harshly, Ding Chunqiu will be violent again!
The palm is like a river, and it suddenly bombards out!

Daoist Qingyun's expression was startled, he didn't know what was true, he slapped Ding Chunqiu with a palm!
"The Great Law of Transformation!"

In the next second, Daoist Qingyun's complexion suddenly changed!
Just like the middle-aged Taoist priest before, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and all the energy in his body poured into Ding Chunqiu's body continuously along the palm of his hand!

"Sorcerer!"

"what!"

A moment later, there was another shrill scream, Qingyun Daoist's body was like a skin, and he fell to the ground!
"Run!"

"escape!"

Seeing this scene, all the disciples of Danxia Temple felt their scalps go numb, and they ran away one by one while screaming in horror.

"Hehe, run, where are you going?"

As he said that, he saw another burst of purple aura blooming all over Ding Chunqiu's body!

The purple air permeated the room, and there were dead bodies everywhere!

Not long after, there was not even a single living thing to be seen for dozens of miles nearby.

"May I ask your Excellency, did you come here on the orders of the King?"

After a long time, Yin Tianzheng brought hundreds of Tianying disciples to come, looking at the corpses all over the ground, he cupped his hands to Ding Chunqiu with lingering fear.

"Ding Chunqiu, under the orders of the king, come to kill the enemy!"

"Happy meeting!"

"Please!"

Shaking his head slightly, shaking off distracting thoughts, Yin Tianzheng politely invited Ding Chunqiu into the Blood Yang Mansion.

Northeast of the Tang Dynasty, Zhaotian Palace.

Behind the mountain, in a hut.

An old man and a middle-aged man sat opposite each other.

"Palace Master, did you agree to make a move?"

The middle-aged man looked a little impatient.

"What are you in a hurry to see these first?"

As he spoke, the old man handed several letters to the middle-aged man.

"hiss!"

While watching, the middle-aged man took a deep breath, and his complexion became increasingly ugly.

"Datang."

(End of this chapter)