Chapter 20 Invite you to a drink

Liyi first looked at the Taoist walking towards Qi Wuzhuo, and opened his mouth, trying to persuade Qi Wuzhuo not to do this, but he couldn't open his mouth at all, not even speaking, not even his hands and feet. Qi went limp, and while he was still struggling, the Taoist had already approached Qi Wulu. He raised his hand and pulled Hei Feng, screaming like a ghost.

The black wind turned into chains and tied Qi Wuhuo's hands and feet!

The Taoist's finger fell towards Qi Wulu's eyebrows.

At this moment, Qi Wuhuo's knees suddenly pushed hard, and the piano was lifted up and smashed down towards the Taoist. The latter was shocked, Qi Wuhuo had actually broken away from the surrounding black wind, With the help of the action of holding the qin, he stood up and threw himself directly into the arms of the old Taoist priest. A cold light flashed and the dagger he carried with him had already pierced the old Taoist's heart.

Be crisp and clear, without hesitation!

The rabbit rises and the falcon falls, and no one can react.

The man's eyes widened, and the black wind around him dispersed.

Qi Wuhuo's Yuan Shen is extremely strong, and he has cultivated a majestic avenue. You can vaguely see the black wind around the Taoist. In fact, it is controlled by the Yuan Shen, and the Yuan Qi is mixed with another kind of heaven and earth energy. At this time, Only then did Qi Wuhuo vaguely understand why the old man with the same surname as Dao Ancestor said that cultivation requires all three talents.

And what would it be like if he cultivated his magic power without reaching such a state.

In the eyes of him who had inherited it from the old man, those magical powers were like castles in the air.

With the strength of Qi Wuhuo's soul, he could directly break through these simple spells.

The dagger pierced the heart, and he pressed it down with his body weight. Then he moved his wrist slightly and twisted it. The man looked ugly, and suddenly a strong wind rose.

The Taoist whose heart was pierced by Qi Wuhuo turned into the wind and dispersed.

There is a yellow talisman on the dagger.

Written in cinnabar on it is [Fengdu Yinsi's Edict to Resurrect the Dead and the Curse]

Wow!

The talisman pierced by the dagger spontaneously ignited without wind. It was burned out in an instant, not even ashes were left. The next moment, strong winds gathered, and the Taoist priest who had been pierced through the heart appeared fifteen meters away, his face extremely pale. , sitting there holding his chest, gasping for air, looking at Qi Wuhuo in disbelief: "You, how could you break away from my spell..."

Qi Wuhuo didn't answer, turned around, and retreated violently.

The hem of the blue shirt rises and falls.

He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the bow used by a student next to him to demonstrate the Six Arts of the Gentleman.

He took a step back, drew his bow and loaded the arrow without hesitation.

Didn't answer either.

I draw my long bow like the full moon!

The bowstring vibrated violently.

Buzz! ! !

An arrow shot directly towards the center of the Taoist's eyebrows!

Others will be blinded by this Taoist priest's five senses, but he will not!

"You!!!"

The man's expression suddenly changed.

After casting a Wind Control Technique, he flew away for a long time and saw the young man shooting continuously, with ruthless and direct attacks. He didn't look like a country boy, but rather like a veteran who had commanded a war. Leng He was ruthless and powerful, and many of his spells could not be hidden from him. In the end, he did not care about his current state. He slapped his forehead, and a stream of light flew out from the center of his eyebrows, turning into a black iron sword box, emitting green light. The sword spit out a clanging stream of light, and the sword energy was suffocating, tearing all the arrows apart and smashing them into pieces.

Qi Wuhuo paused.

Looking ahead, the sword energy gathered like a storm, even the ground was torn apart, and the Taoist stood in the middle, like a surrounded fairy god, the violent sword energy flowed and changed, making a whining sound The sound, the entire courtyard became extremely suppressed, making people breathless.

Qi Wuhuo looked at the breath of the storm in front of him.

Because his Yuan Shen is powerful, he can see through the flow of Yuan Qi, but his own Yuan Qi is not yet able to drive it as he wishes, unable to break the condensed flow of Yuan Qi. The

current arrow cannot even come within three feet of the Taoist priest. , shooting out rapid arrows, but they just stopped in the void, buzzing and trembling, and finally stretched out an arc from the middle and broke into pieces.

Qi Wuhuo loosened his grip on the long bow.

"This is... magical power."

The Taoist's hair was loosened, and a green aura appeared on his face.

"It's true that I underestimated you!"

"You're so young, you're so vicious!" "

I didn't want to use the magic weapon, so today I will kill you, an evil monk, and take your soul, which can be tempered into mine. How many years to live!"

Everyone looked panicked and frightened, even Li Puyu. Although Qi Wuhuo had used his bow to shoot continuously and displayed great archery skills, it was still far behind such an immortal method. , it is impossible to be an opponent, and the surrounding storm seems to be getting bigger and bigger.

Qi Wuhuo put down his bow and borrowed a sword from the frightened Li family student next to him.

At this moment, as if due to the strong wind, he saw a wooden token being blown up and down under the hem of the Taoist's Taoist robe. There was a talisman on it, like a dancing thunder snake. Qi Wuhuo's eyes suddenly flickered. Ning, he had seen this talisman -

five years ago.

In that nightmare-like catastrophe.

In that catastrophe in the demon country where millions of people died.

The Taoist who was finally able to breathe a breath cast a spell and said: "The wind is blowing!"

The wind was strong.

That is to say, he slapped the sword box and swept the storm of sword energy with the wind, turning into a magical power that cut off people's heads like wheat grass. The Taoist pointed to the sky, made a sword formula with one hand, and pointed directly at the person with a calm expression. The young man who made his heart angry originally planned to exhale it and turn it into a spell, but this kid was too evil.

He is not yet a real person.

It's better to be on the safe side.

So he stepped on the cloth to fight, and chanted the divine mantra in his mouth:

"Yuanshi settled the town and warned all spirits. Yuedu is the real official, the mountain god."

"The Supreme Being has an order to hunt down the evil spirit!"

"Urgent like a law or order. ! "

This is a true mantra that informs the land in all directions, and the mountain gods and earthly beings can use its power to kill demons.

And forming a bond with it is the foundation for performing Dharma in the earth realm.

It is also the fundamental divine curse.

There is a huge magic circle under your feet.

The storm suddenly raged!

There is a feeling that the city is about to be destroyed by dark clouds.

Even the Taoist priest himself felt surprised.

When did I have such great supernatural powers!

Ha, maybe he was aroused by this little thief. Anger is the fire of the heart, the heart, the nature, and the magic power is naturally strong.

Immediately without thinking about it, he raised his hand and pointed at Qi Wuhuo, and shouted with a bit of high spirits:

"Kill!!!"

The low sound of the wind became more and more violent, and the wind seemed to appear in obedience to the Taoist's order. The wind swept the clouds, and the clouds collided, almost forming a thunderous power. The entire Li family, and even the entire town below the mountain seemed to be moving. Being enveloped by this unimaginable storm, as if it were a natural disaster, the trees were blown and rustling.

At this moment, it was suddenly passionate and violent, and the next moment, the strong wind suddenly gathered and pressed down.

The roaring sound almost exceeded the limit of the storm.

Like a spear, like a hammer, like splitting and smashing!

The Taoist priest was unprepared.

He was directly swept away by the boundless and terrifying storm, tied up and then smashed down hard!

The wind is strong.

The bells under the eaves kept ringing.

The huge wind pressure directly made the Taoist's face dull, the energy and blood in his internal organs rebounded, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

"This, how is this possible..."

Everyone in the Li family, who thought they would die, was also stunned by such a change.

The Taoist priest was hit so hard that his internal organs were churning, and his body could not move. He saw a name on the jade sticker that he had thrown out lit up, and then burned fiercely, and his expression slowly solidified.

This is a treasure that records the many mountain gods and earth creatures that the ancestor of his lineage has seen.

People in the sect hold this object and cast the Earth God's spell, so that the sound can spread in all directions and attract the help of the Earth. Otherwise, there will be neither the predestined dharma nor the ancestor's remaining meng. Under the jurisdiction of the Emperor of Heaven, who will come out to help? Even if there is such an ancestral fate, it is only a one-sided relationship, and there is not much affection. Asking them to help once is a loss of affection.

But now, this golden light is so blazing...

The Taoist can't struggle.

boom! ! !

The strong wind gathered, and the wind that suppressed the Taoist priest turned into a huge tiger claw, still exuding the energy of the storm, and the wind spread behind, tearing the streamer in the whole process, everyone in the Li family looked pale, looking at In the strong wind that blocked the sky and the sun, it seemed that there was a black tiger ten feet high, with eyes like the sun and moon, emitting an icy light in the dark mist.

Li Puyu's face turned pale.

Everyone's legs and feet were weak, either slumped beside the table or sitting on the ground.

Only the boy in blue shirt, whose clothes were moving in the wind, looked directly at the terrifying tiger.

The tiger lowered his eyes.

The young man raised his head.

For a moment, there was deathly silence in all directions, and no one dared to make a sound.

The Taoist priest's voice vomiting blood and muttering was like thunder.

"The head of the sixteen mountain gods of Lianhe Mountain..."

"Lord Lianhe Mountain, forgive me, forgive me..."

Li Puyu, Li Yuelin's body was stiff, not knowing what was going on in front of him, but he had been wandering outside. Li Yixian knew what these two sentences meant, and his face turned pale.

There was a crash of people falling down, out of fear and respect, saluting the mountain god.

The sound of footsteps sounded.

Before the tiger ceremony, the storm dispersed, and an eight-foot-tall man stepped out, holding wine in one hand and holding a spear at an angle in the other.

Wearing a bright yellow robe, with long black and white hair hanging down, with a silent expression and sharp eyebrows, he stepped forward, but the tiger image behind him did not put it away, but looked down and walked forward. It was real and illusory, and the charm of the moment was far-reaching. , when everyone was almost out of breath, Li Puyu found that Qi Wuzhu did not bow his head to salute, and felt anxious. Even when he bowed, he stretched out his hand to pull the hem of Qi Wuzhu's clothes.

In an oppressive silence.

The god suddenly smiled and lifted the wine bottle in his hand.

He joked to the young man in blue shirt,

"You made it clear last night, come and have a drink with me today."

"You haven't come yet."

"I have no choice but to come to you myself."

He spoke in a relaxed tone.

Everyone's thoughts froze for a moment.