"The one just now is...... The power of the ghost path?! ”

Fu Yang was shocked.

I understood in an instant what was going on.

From the perspective of a disciple of Maoshan alone, Fu Yang is really outstanding!

Less than four months of cultivation, he was already in the late stage of the mage realm.

You must know that Ah Huang, who is also considered to be relatively talented in cultivation, has been obsessed with Taoism since he was a child, and it took him three years to learn from his master! (Although the master is more unreliable, he is not serious about teaching...... ）

But Fu Yang Nyima is basically self-taught! Pure wilderness.

Not only that, but in terms of actual Dao fighting methods, it is also very strong. After all, they were all done from the edge of life and death, with real knives and real guns.

Such disciples, whether they are Taoists or Buddhism, must be cultivated as the most precious disciples of future generations.

And giving the "Maoshan Palm Sect Seal" is actually a hidden benefit for Maoshan disciples......

But for Fu Yang, this Nima is not a welfare, but a disaster!

This kind of spell mark that is marked as having potential, and even being qualified to participate in the master's competition, is deeply imprinted in the Three Souls and Seven Spirits. It will not be erased.

But Fu Yang's three souls and seven spirits are really not pure......

Tao Hongjing wants to give Fu Yangmao Mountain the Palm Seal, of course, it will cause a crazy counterattack by the power of the ghost path!

That's why when the bestow was more than halfway through, the power of the ghost path erupted on its own and resisted Tao Hongjing.

"You...... Not a Maoshan disciple at all! He Fangxiao is small, and he dares to deceive this seat! ”

The Taoist priest composed of this light mechanically repeated the words he had just said again.

was obviously angry to the extreme, and the sound was like an exploding thunderbolt, which shook Fu Yang's head, as if he had been hit on the head by a sledgehammer.

"I'm a mud horse! It's exposed! It's over! ”

Fu Yang's heart was cold, and a fear that he had never felt before surged in his heart.

That's the ancestor of the Maoshan Creation School!

Even if it's not true, it's just a spiritual imprint similar to a computer program. It's enough to crush him like a little bug!

What's more, he is obviously a descendant of the ghost path, but he "pretends" to be a disciple of Maoshan, which is indeed a little bit of a weak-hearted ......

He was full of urine, and he had already attached three or four magic talismans to his legs, and rushed towards the door of the Taoist temple at the speed of being chased and bitten by a hundred mad dogs!

"Wei Ke said, when things can't be done, even if you can't give the coffin, you have to save your life!"

Fu Yang is not a timid coward.

On the contrary, he is more courageous, and he is actually lawless in his heart......

This can be seen from the fact that when he was still an ordinary person, he dared to smile for Bo Qinmei, and went to the Xishan Cemetery, where there were rumors of haunting, to find a portrait and take pictures at night.

But ah, being bold and brainless are two different things.

A Taoist priest who has just been cultivating for four months wants to go to the Maoshan Founding Patriarch - even if it is just a wisp of imprint, this is stupid and undoubted!

Of course, our classmate Fu Yang didn't think he was stupid and forced, so he turned around and ran......

But it's too late!

Not to mention Tao Hongjing's identity and strength, even if he is an ordinary person, he is so huge, thirty or forty meters tall. That's also a fear-level existence!

So Fu Yang didn't even have time to run half the distance, when he felt as if he had been hit by a Dongfeng brand truck with the largest horsepower.

A sharp pain, accompanied by trembling all over his body, flew forward......

It was much more painful than when he was smashed by the ghost monarch Liu Mingming with a black iron lamp more than one meter high in the white bone temple under the lake in the forest farm!

"What a chicken hurts......"

He could only let out a scream and flew out more than ten meters, slumping on the smooth Taoist temple ground like a rag doll. Streams of blood flowed from the mouth, nose, and ears.

I was so weak that I tried several times to stand up, but I couldn't do anything.

And this ...... It's just the power of the huge "light man" slap in the face!

If this Nima punches or stomps on it, won't he burp on the spot?

"What to do? What am I going to do! It's an illusory fear, but I'm a soul into it. If you die, then you will be destroyed, and you will really hang ......"

Fu Yang was anxious and panicked.

Actually, what he didn't know was that not only the soul, but also his physical body was actually connected to it!

In the real world, Wei Wei directly saw Fu Yang's body trembling violently, his eyes closed on his face showing an extremely painful look, and his brows were tightly wrinkled together.

Crimson blood, like a little snake, flowed out of his nose, ears, and mouth!

It is never an exaggeration to say that the seven knots bleed!

"Fu Yang! What happened to you?! ”

Vico was shocked, and suddenly a frightened expression appeared on his delicate and beautiful face.

The whole person turned into a white streamer, and with a brush, she came to the periphery of the aura array she had arranged.

She had long expected that as a descendant of the ghost path, it would definitely be extremely difficult and life and death to be conferred!

Even if Fu Yang's body and soul are extremely tenacious, and his ability to recover self-healing is terrifying, he may not be able to bear it......

That's why she put a lot of effort into arranging this "Spirit Gathering Array" from a long time ago!

Bang la, bla blah!

There was a strong wind all around, centered on the tree house where Wei Wei lived on weekdays, and the surrounding grass, trees, mountains and rocks all emitted a thick white mist that quickly headed towards Fu Yang's body!

It is like a whirlpool, and the center of the whirlpool is Fu Yang's body!

"Fu Yang, come on! I hope this formation I've laid out can help you get through. If it really doesn't work...... Give up the conferral and hurry up and return to the place! ”

Vico stood outside the formation, his hands clasped tightly together.

Because I was too nervous and too hard, my knuckles were a little white.

At the same time, in the illusory space of the Sanqing Order.

"! Lao Tzu can't do it, Lao Tzu wants his soul to return to its place. Why can't I contact the physical body? ”

Fu Yang vomited blood while trying to crawl out.

From the moment he entered this huge Taoist temple comparable to the China Pavilion of the World Expo, he already felt that the looming connection between the soul and the body in it had been severed!

In other words, as long as he is still in this Taoist temple, even if he wants to give up this conferment, he can't give it up.

It's like if you play a game that only has one life, and you can't do it when you meet a big boss and want to run......

Yo! Fuck! Nima's forced quit is actually broken!

Does it feel like the eggs are going to break?

This is a true portrayal of Fu Yang's mood now......

"What a fuck! It doesn't matter if you are the remnant soul of the Maoshan Patriarch or something he left behind, it is not so easy to kill Lao Tzu! I'm not going to be tied up. Maoshan summons the gods, and the giant spirit fingers! ”

Fu Yang roared with blood in his mouth and performed his Dao technique.

Gangfeng made a big noise, and a huge finger appeared out of thin air, blasting towards Tao Hongjing's light and shadow.

Forehead...... It's huge, but it's actually not as big as someone's thumb!

What's the use of this Nima?

Really. The Taoist figure composed of this light didn't even have the interest of reaching out to block the "Giant Spirit Finger", and directly stepped out of the huge soles of his feet and kicked towards Fu Yang!

Poof, a soft sound.

The djinn poked his finger into the knee, and sure enough, it didn't even have a bubble before it collapsed and disappeared......

"Grass, uncle! My knees are so hard. That's it, my life is over! With this kick, it's really fucking over. ”

Fu Yang's face was covered with blood, and there was a burst of despair in his heart.