The bamboo branches flew into the shadows, stirring up a yellow light.

In the light, a Taoist man wearing a black Taoist robe and a pure scarf appeared. At first glance, the Taoist man looked Zhou Zheng, with a long beard and elegant. He walked out slowly, but he couldn't hide the strong evil intention in his expression when he walked to the bright place.

Qian Yiqun looked at the pair of bright eyes and said in his heart that the iron rod and the fox were not false. Mystery will indeed change a person's temperament, and if it is not done properly, it will become an evil way.

"Ignorance boy, do you want to kill me?" The evil Taoist turned his hand and a piece of yellow talisman paper appeared like a magic trick. He only heard him shouting "Edict"! The talisman paper shines brightly and flew towards Qian Yiqun and A Niu.

Qian Yiqun was alert and shouted loudly: "Flash!"

Before A Niu understood what "sky" meant, Qian Yiqun had already grabbed his arm and the two jumped off the huge rock together.

The talisman paper was not for people, but fell on the stone. The red light flashed twice and made a loud bang. In the explosion, stone chips splashed everywhere, and a thick stream of lime rose.

Qian Yiqun pulled A Niu forward for a few steps before stopping, turned around and looked back. The huge rock seemed to be intact.

Before I could put down a hanging heart, the stone suddenly shook twice and slowly fell backwards.

The other side of the boulder had been completely blown into stone powder. At this time, he was lying on the sky, like a turtle being turned over.

Qian Yiqun's heart and soul were trembling: This is the mysterious technique! It is so powerful that it is already the effect of my spiritual aggregate being fully opened! The "Little Thunder Curse" cast by the Little Liuhe Art can only knock down a corner of Taihu Stone. Compared with this evil talisman technique, he felt a little ashamed.

The evil Tao slowly pressed forward and glanced at the farmers behind him. Seeing that they were all timid, they shook their heads and said, "I invited me to come overnight. It was actually a way to deal with such two little babies. In this world, I have to use a sword to kill chickens."

Qian Yiqun was reminded by the word "sword", and flew out of the Xihe Sword, flipping in the air like a snake, preventing the evil path from grasping the trajectory.

The Taoist stood still. As the flying sword approached, he raised his hand and swung his hand, dozens of yellow signs of talisman paper flew out from his sleeves. There were rune seals on the chapters. Huang Guang immediately made a big move and blocked the Xihe Sword.

Qian Yiqun felt that the tip of the sword was as if he was stabbing into a stone, unable to move forward and retreat. He saw the talisman paper hanging in the air without floating or rising, and said in his heart: This Taoist is really a master, I don’t know how much he is better than Gao Ren? But looking at his evil look, I’m afraid there will be more evil today.

Qian Yiqun tried hard to pull out the Xihe sword and stumbled around and stabbed it from the side. Unexpectedly, the wall was not flat, but a semicircular cover that enveloped the Taoist. No matter where Qian Yiqun stabbed it, it only aroused a yellow spiritual light, like an object, but could not be stabbed in.

Xie Dao laughed loudly and said, "A boy who has never even condensed a soul wants to break my talisman wall technique?"

Qian Yiqun just flies around him, and occasionally uses his sword blade to take a shield. There is no eternal and invincible thing between heaven and earth. Even the most powerful magic weapon must be supported by the spiritual aggregate. Even if it cannot be broken for a while, it will sooner or later consume the other party's spiritual aggregate. What's more, this evil Tao is inside the talisman wall and he cannot attack. It seems that the wall is separated by two sides.

Xie Dao also knew that this talisman wall could not block the Xihe Sword for too long, so a copper coin sword emerged from the big sleeve. The sword was tied with red ropes by old coins, and many witchcraft warlocks liked to use it to drive away demons and catch ghosts. He waved a sword, and the talisman paper in the air was filled with light, flying towards the Xihe Sword, and tightly tied it.

Qian Yiqun simply let go of the sword control technique, his fingers were agile, and he pinched out the seal along the way. The yellow light on his body was released, Qiankun, Kan, Li, Zhen, Xun, Gen, Dui flowed in disorder, and the yin and yang lines were tumbling. The Xuan of Yi and the Xiao Liuhe technique was the foreplay of Qian Yiqun's mantra.

"The sky is round and the place is full, and the law is nine chapters. The nine heavens thunder gods, follow my orders..." Qian Yiqun settled the Zhen hexagram, opened his lips, and silently recited the small thunder lightning spell at an extremely fast speed.

The evil Taoist saw the thunder energy gathering in Qian Yiqun's hands, and he was quite surprised: It turned out that this kid actually knew the spell!

There are many methods that can perform magic spells in the world, all of which are very powerful. They dare not hold the evil path very strong. They can get a rune in their sleeves, and then pick up a copper coin sword in their hand and enforce it into the spiritual aggregate. There is no fire to spontaneously ignite.

"Hurry and as the law!" After Qian Yiqun finished reciting the mantra, he recited the spiritual words of the mantra, and the lightning in his hand flashed towards the evil path.

The evil Tao waved the copper coin sword, and the ignited rune drew a spiritual text in the air. He pushed it with silence and shouted: "The evil spirit has not yet died, so when will it last!"

Lingwen flashed in the air, like an invisible wall of air pressing towards Qian Yiqun.

The lightning ball hit the air wall, but it was slightly hindered, and it melted away in a blink of an eye and scattered into the air. However, the air wall was still slowly approaching, bringing a huge spiritual agglomeration.

Qian Yiqun used the flying sword again, but found that the talisman papers were still wrapping the sword tightly and unable to pull it out. He felt helpless for a moment.

A Niu inserted his thorn into the thorn, blocked in front of Qian Yiqun, supported his hands, and shouted and stared at the air wall.

Qian Yiqun was moved, but he couldn't help but regret: My senior brother is not good at thinking. If he were smarter, he rushed up with an iron rod during the battle just now, how could you still be alive?

He thought so in his heart, but his feet were not idle. He rushed up to support the air wall together, but to touch the boundary of the wall so that he could go around and kill the evil way. After taking over, he realized that the power of the wall was too strong again. Even though A Niu was born with divine power and his legs were incorrect, he still couldn't stand the oppression in front of the wall.

The evil Taoist danced the copper coin sword on his own, muttering something, walking constantly in the direction of the Nine Palaces, and taking a circle of strange footprints on the ground. The faster he walked, the greater the force of the air wall, and soon pushed Qian Yiqun and A Niu upwards the mountain behind him.

Qian Yiqun saw four footprints being pushed out on the ground, and the mountain on his back was getting closer and closer. If he hit the mountain, he would only be crushed into a cake, so he couldn't help but look at his master.

The Mu Taoist looked unconscious and sat upright, as if he had seen nothing.

Qian Yiqun couldn't help but feel resentment in his heart: Your two disciples are about to die here, do you have the ability to at least let me know!

The resentment was aroused, and it became angry. Qian Yiqun jumped back two times, hitting the mountain before stopping. He pinched his fingers in his hand, fixed the Zhen Gua in front, opened his voice and recited the mantra loudly, wishing he could even shout his throat.

Another ball of lightning hit.

This ball of lightning is very different.

The sphere is obviously twice as big as before!

Almost happened to the first time Qian Yiqun used up his spiritual aggregate, and it was similar to the size of a football.

The lightning ball cast faster, hitting the air wall, and a ball of spiritual aggregate exploded. The ball of spiritual aggregate did not dissipate immediately, but instead shook a shock wave, knocking A Niu away.

Such a powerful blow finally shattered the invisible air wall.

Qian Yiqun hurriedly stepped forward to support A Niu, but saw the evil Taoist staggering, as if he was also severely injured. He was happy and said in his heart: This time he had a critical strike?

Qian Yiqun was confident and didn't care about his senior brother's injuries. Qian Yiqun spread his feet and kept reciting the spell again. He watched a larger lightning ball take shape in his hand. At this moment, Qian Yiqun felt a sense of joy in his heart, and he felt like he was holding the overall situation.

As the lightning ball shattered the air wall, the evil Taoist spurted a thread of blood to the sky and fell to the ground and rolled twice.

Qian Yiqun took the opportunity to take the Xihe Sword and stabbed it to the ground without hesitation.

Blood was hanging on the corner of Xie Dao's mouth, and a spiritual talisman in his hand was pushed against the tip of Xihe Sword with his flesh and blood palms.

The Xihe Sword is an extremely sharp sword even in the hands of ordinary people. At this moment, Qian Yiqun used it with all his might, but he could not stab the thin layer of talisman paper that could be transparent.

The evil way bit the tip of the tongue and sprayed bloody mist.

Qian Yiqun's hand was shocked and he almost let go of his finger tips.

Xie Dao had another piece of talisman paper in his other hand, and he raised his body and slapped it on the Xihe Sword. As soon as the talisman paper was adjacent to the sword body, a blue fire suddenly rose and started to burn.

Qian Yiqun's left finger suddenly felt a burning feeling, and he wanted to open his big hand and soak it in the water. He gritted his teeth and held his breath, and refused to let go. He saw A Niu shaking and standing up, and shouted loudly: "Beat him!"

Aniu looked for the iron stick all over the ground.

Qian Yiqun lamented in his heart: As long as my senior brother is a little better, he will not be able to survive even if he steps on you!

The burning sensation on his left hand became stronger and stronger, and Qian Yiqun could even smell the burnt fragrance of his flesh. He finally let go of his finger tips and looked down and it turned out to be burnt yellow.

Xie Dao took off the Xihe Sword with his palm, and flew out another talisman, which was exactly sticking to the sword body. The talisman did not burn, but just suppressed the Xihe Sword, and no matter how Qian Yiqun pinched the technique, he would not react.

Xie Dao stood up, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, hissing, and said, "Hello, you are very good, let you taste the power of Master Dao!" As he said that, he took out a scroll of pictures from his chest, held one end of his hands, and pulled it away with force.

It was a landscape painting with paper and mountains on it. Although the brushwork was dry and moist, it was quite accurate, but it was extremely inappropriate in terms of composition. Even the world was left blank, which made people feel very depressed.

Qian Yiqun could not use the sword, and he had already pinched the Little Liuhe Art in his hand.

The evil Tao shook his hands, spelled spells, and ordered loudly: "Five mountains, mountains, suppress ghosts and subdue demons!"

Qian Yiqun's thunder spell had just finished reciting the spell, and the electric ball in his hand was swung out. Suddenly, the wind broke out between the sky and the earth, and the eyes were dim. It seemed as if the sky was about to collapse.

The lightning ball hit Xie Dao's chest and was blocked by the landscape painting. He just forced him to take two steps back but was not injured.

Qian Yiqun was unable to make seals anymore, and his eyes became darker. When he looked up, he saw a towering mountain in the sky, pressing down on his head. The mountain seemed to be a sacred mountain in the sky, spreading four or five miles apart, with strange rocks on it, towering trees on the sky, far away in the sky, and close in front of him.

In an instant, Qian Yiqun's legs became weak and his waist was weak, and he fell to the ground. The sound of a stroke in his ears was mixed with the sound of cracking on the earth. The fear and anger in the sky made Qian Yiqun's throat block and he couldn't make a sound.

"I'm going to die here!" Qian Yiqun's heart was frightened, his eyes were so angry that he was spurting his pupils, but there was no room for breaking free.

when!

A bell rang.

Resounds throughout the world, stabilizes the internal organs, and completely fills Qian Yiqun's body, mind, and inside and outside.
Chapter completed!