"Boom, boom. ”

The house they were in began to crumble, and all the rubble flew into the sky.

Like poisonous snakes, skulls opened their huge mouths and devoured everything, flying towards them.

Wu Tu's eyes moved, and with a wave of his hand, a talisman shot straight out, and the spiritual pattern on it lit up instantly, and then a crackling arc of electricity swirled up.

With a loud bang, a dazzling white thunderbolt exploded out of thin air, shattering all the skulls that came at it.

Then, he glanced at Wan Tonglong, and at the same time pinched his hand, stretched out the protective aura, and rushed into the sky.

They stopped at a height of 100 zhang and looked down, and saw that the entire city of Badi was completely enveloped by the gloomy wind, and countless skulls were speeding through it as if they were swimming in the sea.

I heard a burst of heart-rending howls, but it was the more than 100 monks they had recruited who were wrapped in this yin wind, and each of them had dense skulls gnawing at their flesh and blood, and there was no power to resist.

The corner of Wantong Long's eyes twitched, more than 100 monks, more than ninety percent of them had cultivated in the foundation building period, but in this yin wind, none of these people were spared.

After a few moments, the howl died down.

The yin wind that filled the city also swept upside down into the sky with a roar, and funnels converged together, revealing an old man in a black robe, with dull eyes and a big sail in his hand, who was the puppet Hun Tiandao man.

"Shendong Monk!" Wan Tonglong was stunned for a moment.

"What kind of person! Dare to trespass on our deserted west, I'm afraid I'm impatient. Wu Tu was also shocked, but when he sensed that the old man was only in the early stage of Jindan's cultivation, his heart was settled, and the fierce light in his eyes flashed, and he opened his mouth to drink.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the old man didn't reply, Wu Tu and Wan Tonglong glanced at each other.

"The young master is waiting for me here, and see that I have turned out this old thing. Wu Tu said a word, and rushed towards the Hun Tian Dao people first.

In the middle of the flight, Wu Tu patted the storage bag on his waist, and heard the sound of a bang, and a palm-sized red talisman turned into a chain and flew out, winding in the air, and the spirit pattern on it suddenly lit up, and then only heard the crisp sound of bangbang, and the dense talismans all burst open, and a group of fireballs exuding rich fire spiritual power condensed.

Wu Tu pointed at the Heavenly Daoist.

The dense fireballs immediately rained down on the Heavenly Dao people.

"Huh, this is still a Fu Xiu!" Ji Liao's voice sounded in a hidden place, but soon Ji Liao raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled, "I'll try my hand with you and see your catties." ”

Fireballs rained down and shot up all over the sky.

The sluggish Heavenly Daoist also moved, and the big flag in his hand waved violently, and a large area of yin wind whistled out, sweeping towards the incoming fireball.

Wu Tu's eyes narrowed slightly, and through this gap, his fingers quietly fell on the storage bag, and with a slight click, a milky white talisman painted with a blood-red spirit pattern fell into his hand.

The spiritual power in his hand poured in.

The spirit pattern on the talisman lit up in an instant.

A strange and mysterious fluctuation was heard in an instant.

In just a few breaths, the talisman in his hand was already shining.

Looking at the Hun Tian Dao man waving the big flag, Wu Tu sneered, and slammed his hand hard.

With a bang, the milky white talisman immediately burst open.

Then, he saw an almost transparent mist coming out of his hand, shooting towards the Heavenly Daoist at an extremely fast speed.

These mist swept through the air like a swimming snake, and in the blink of an eye, they reached the vicinity of the Hun Tian Dao people, and one by one they were connected together, trapping the Hun Tian Dao people in the middle and spinning violently.

A strange scene appeared, but the next moment I saw that these fogs gradually thinned and merged into the void.

Then, the center of the mist suddenly fluctuated, as if it were solid, as if it had suddenly turned into a quagmire.

The movements of the Huntian Dao people in the middle of it immediately stagnated, and Rao was in the Jindan period, and he was also restrained by the quagmire-like void.

Through the Heavenly Dao people, Ji Liao felt this power, and his eyes lit up.

"Xuanjie Talisman. ”

This Xuan-level rune book is quite rare, Ji Liao also thought about returning to the extreme south and asking Jubaolou to collect some more classics of Xuan-level runes, but he didn't expect to meet a rune cultivator who was afraid of Xuan-level runes here.

"It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get there. Ji Liao chuckled.

Wu Tu saw that the people of the Heavenly Dao were restrained by himself, and immediately laughed, "Old thing, I don't know whether I live or die." ”

Wan Tonglong's gloomy face finally stretched, and when he saw Wu Tu blinking and restrained the comer, he nodded secretly in his heart.

"Although this Wu Tu has a bad reputation, this method is not bad. ”

He didn't feel sorry for the people he recruited at all, and he was looking for them when he died, but it was difficult to find someone who had the same appetite and some means.

Wu Tu glanced back at Wan Tonglong, "Young master, this person is already a turtle in the urn, do you think he is killing or staying?"

"Leave him to do anything!" Wan Tonglong replied directly without thinking about it.

Wu Tu understood, withdrew his gaze, and looked at the Hun Tian Dao man, his eyes rolled sharply, and he took out a silver talisman again.

With his hands folded, he placed the talisman in his palm, and chanted it in his mouth for a while, and a fierce and domineering momentum burst out between his two hands.

The next moment, Wu Tu divided his hands, "Old thing, look at my Sky Slashing Sword!"

As soon as the words fell, I heard a loud tremor of humming.

A brilliant silver sword light suddenly condensed between his palms, and slashed towards the Heavenly Dao Man in a flash.

This sword light is ten zhang long, the momentum is huge and unmatched, and the castration of the sword light is even faster to the point of being terrifying, leaving a long straight white mark in the void when it crosses the void, as if it has cut through the void.

"Eh, it's another Xuan-level talisman, not bad!" Ji Liao sensed the sharp sword light, and his face suddenly laughed again.

A little probing, the imprisoned Huntian Dao body immediately twisted, turned into a black light, broke free from the restraints and rolled back.

As soon as his figure disappeared, the sword slashed in, rushing past where he had been, and in the blink of an eye, it shot straight thousands of feet away, leaving only a straight white mark in the void.

The sword light disappeared and the aftermath was still there, only to see that the void was still fluctuating, and it lasted for more than ten breaths before gradually subsided.

"Who..."

"Whew..."

Without waiting for Wu Tu to finish speaking, he heard a monstrous roar of a fierce beast, and then the ground trembled violently, and a large black iron snake slammed through the ground and rushed out.

Wu Tu was startled, and just wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

The iron serpent's body was so large that it only twisted to block all his path, coiling it in the middle.

Then I heard a muffled bang, and the iron snake's blade-like scales all opened.

Wu Tu's eyes were full of shock, his heart sank suddenly, and he slapped it on the storage bag, and a talisman immediately flew out and pasted it towards his body, and the spirit pattern on it immediately lit up.

But at this moment, the iron snake's body twisted violently and spun suddenly.

"Boom, boom, boom. ”

The dense sparks burst out, and Wu Tu, who was in it, had not made the next move, and his body had already been ground into a pulp, scattered in all directions.

"Whew..."

The iron serpent roared, and all the scales were withdrawn.

Ji Liao's body moved, pierced through the ground and rushed into the air, raised his hand to grab it, and grabbed the fallen storage bag in his hand.

"Very well, but it was worth it. ”

Wan Tonglong saw that Wu Tu, a monk in the middle of the Jindan period, was killed with just one move, and he was horrified, and suddenly had the idea of retreating, and quietly moved two steps back.

"Fellow Daoist, don't be in a hurry to leave. ”

Inside a cave of the Fire Sparrow Sect.

This cave is huge, and it looks like dozens of zhang.

But he saw that it was unusually empty, and there was nothing else on a wooden bed with a curtain of broken flowers.

A woman with long fiery red hair, an explosive body, and a bewitching appearance who did not look like a human was standing barefoot on the ground.

The woman was dressed in a light veil, with her long, fiery red hair draped over the back of her head, tied together at the end by a blooming bewitching flower.

Her skin was radiant, and from her shoulder to her chest was a flaming finch with wings ready to fly.

Her eyes were fiery red, flashing with a strange light, and her red lips were even more bright as fire, with a sense of wild and unrestrained.

A pair of straight and slender jade legs loomed, revealing the soul everywhere.

The woman's bewitching eyes looked at the empty walls.

But I saw that there were portraits hanging on the four walls of this cave.

The person in this portrait seems to be the same person, with a similar appearance, the same honesty, and the same stupidity.

It's just that although the people in these portraits look the same, their clothes and temperaments are completely different.

Some of them are armed with spears, riding tall horses, heroic posture, invincible in the world.

Some are wearing cloth clothes, holding scrolls in their hands, dressed as Confucian scholars, and looking at the moon.

Others are holding swords in their hands, volleying in the air, and their momentum is overwhelming.

The woman looked at the portraits for a moment, and after a moment she sighed softly, "Little worm, I miss you." ”