The fifth temple.
Inside the cave.
Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru joined forces to cut off the chain that sealed the old man.
In the blink of an eye, most of the hundreds of iron ropes had been cut off.
On the side, Chang Yu took the opportunity to put spells into the old man's body to relieve his pain.
Behind the three of them, Li Ziye observed the old man's reaction but did not help.
Among the criss-crossing iron chains, the old man looked increasingly excited as he saw the iron chains being cut off one by one.
"Keng!"
Finally, the Taiyi Sword flew by, and the last two iron ropes were cut off. The old man's arms fell, and he staggered. He had been sealed for a thousand years, and he had almost forgotten how to stand.
Ten feet in front of them, two ancient swords flew back and were returned to their sheaths. Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru looked at the unsealed old man in front of them, and neither of them made any rash move.
"call!"
Deep in the cave, the old man gasped deeply, straightened up, and immediately reached out to grab the iron rope on his shoulder and pulled it out.
Suddenly, blood dripped and gushed out like a fountain.
However, the seal is about to be broken, how can the old man care about this pain.
Soon, the old man pulled off the iron ropes on his shoulders and broke free from the last restraints.
"Congratulations to the elderly for lifting the lockdown."
Li Ziye took a step forward and said politely.
"Thank you, baby."
The old man looked at the young man in front of him, with a kind smile on his face, and thanked him.
"You're welcome, old man."
Li Ziye smiled and said, "This is not the place to talk. How about we talk after we go out?"
"good!"
The old man nodded in response.
Li Ziye turned around and winked at the three people behind him, indicating to go out first.
Bai Wangyu and the three of them understood, turned around and walked towards the outside of the temple.
The old man was walking at the back, with a looming black air current. However, the seal had just been broken, and he was suppressed by the special power in the temple, so it was difficult to recover for the time being.
Outside the temple, the bright moon shines high, and the moonlight falls on the mutated place, making it even more desolate.
After a while, the four people walked out, and behind them, the old man also walked out.
Without the suppression of the temple, the aura around the old man's body rose rapidly, and his eyesight also changed obviously.
No time to recover.
The old man moved and turned his palm to slap Li Ziye, who was at the rear of the four.
With a palm close to his body, the black air surged, and its power was earth-shattering.
"boom!"
There was a loud earthquake and dust flew into the air. Behind Li Ziye, three longevity monuments appeared, blocking the old man's fatal blow.
"Old man, what are you going to do?"
Li Ziye turned around and asked calmly.
The old man saw that the person in front of him was on guard. His expression changed again and again. Without saying anything, he stepped forward and took action again.
He had a feeling that these four people contained powerful power. As long as he devoured the blood of these four people, he would definitely be able to recover a lot of his cultivation.
"What a vivid story of the farmer and the snake!"
When Li Ziye saw the old man rushing forward, he sighed with emotion, stepped down, and quickly retreated five feet away.
"The style of a gentleman!"
Li Ziye retreated, and Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru joined forces to come forward. The two swords came out of their sheaths, surged with great force, and slashed towards the old man in front of him.
The swords were handed over, the two forces violently impacted, and the battle situation suddenly separated.
"Old man, you are too hasty."
Five feet away, Li Ziye reached out and pulled out the Chunjun Sword, and said in a calm tone, "I know you are anxious to restore your cultivation, but you have to know how to be patient. By the way, I almost forgot, you are no longer a human being. But, monster!”
At the end of the sentence, Li Ziye's tone turned cold and his eyes showed murderous intent.
"Zhuzi, you are seeking death!"
The old man's face showed anger, and the whites in his eyes quickly disappeared and turned black. After a moment, he rushed forward and vowed to kill the boy in front of him.
"Chang Yu, it's time to work!"
Li Ziye spoke and reminded.
"clear!"
Outside the battle, Chang Yu responded, quickly forming seals with his hands, and raising his cultivation to the limit.
"ah!"
In an instant, a scream rang out from the old man's mouth, and he stumbled suddenly. An astonishing righteousness burst out in his body, which was exactly the spell that Chang Yu had penetrated into his body before.
On both sides, Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru saw this and immediately rushed forward, their swords piercing the air and piercing the old man's chest and back.
"The sky and the earth are endless, the black and yellow are endless, and the beacon smoke breaks through the demonic barrier for thousands of miles!"
The two of them used Confucian spells to pour all the power to break the demon into the old man's body.
"presumptuous!"
The old man groaned in pain, clapped his palms out, and fought back forcefully.
The palm force came close, Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru quickly retreated.
On the other side, Li Ziye's figure immediately rushed over and slashed down with his sword, breaking the old man's arm.
Suddenly, blood spurted out, staining the night sky.
On the ground, the broken arm squirmed, dead but not stiff.
"You can't kill me!"
The old man shouted wildly, black energy surged around his body, and his severed arm flew up, trying to return to the old man's body.
During the battle, Li Ziye saw this and threw out the Chunjun sword in his hand. The blade penetrated the broken arm and nailed it to the ground.
"Choo Choo Choo!"
At this moment, the little red bird flew out, called twice, and then spurted out a mouthful of red flames. The flames filled the air and directly swallowed the severed arm on the ground.
"Phoenix Fire!"
When the old man saw the red flames sprayed out by the little red bird, his expression suddenly changed and he looked horrified.
When Li Ziye saw the severed arm gradually turning ashes in the flames, a flash of surprise flashed across his face.
sure.
This little pig bird was not raised in vain.
"Can you burn him too?"
Li Ziye stepped forward, took back the Chunjun Sword, looked at Xiao Zhuniao, and asked.
"Tweet."
Xiao Zhuniao responded tiredly and immediately flew back. Obviously, the mouthful of true flame just now consumed a lot of it.
"Real food."
Li Ziye shook his head helplessly. This little pig bird is still too small. Let's raise it some more.
"Roar!"
On the side, during the battle, the old man who lost an arm suddenly looked up to the sky and roared. As his strength continued to increase, his reason gradually disappeared.
"You don't have to hold anything back. It's the same as taking it back after being crippled." Li Ziye reminded him.
In the battle scene, Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru heard this and drew their swords with fierce force.
"First senior brother, second senior brother, hurry up, I won't last long!"
Outside the battle, Chang Yu kept activating the talisman in the old man's body to suppress his power. Sweat dripped from his forehead, and he was clearly overwhelmed.
"I'll help you!"
Li Ziye sheathed his sword, formed a seal with his hands, and reproduced the Taoist spell.
"Heaven and earth are natural, Taiyi is mysterious, Yin and Yang unite into one hundred qi, Xuantian, serve as thunder!"
The spell appeared, and in an instant, thunder surged over the battlefield, hitting the old man.
The thunder method destroyed all evils, but the old man couldn't stop it and staggered again.
When the opportunity arose, Bai Wangyu stepped forward, pierced the old man's heart with a sword, and once again poured a vast righteousness into his body.
At the same time, Wen Xiuru stepped forward, raised his hand to grab the old man's other arm, and chopped it off with a sword.
Having lost his arms and suffering severe pain, the old man looked even crazier and actually opened his mouth to bite the two of them.
"How disgusting!"
Outside the battle, Li Ziye frowned, his figure passed by, and he drew his sword and thrust it into the old man's mouth, pinning him to the ground.
Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru immediately swung their swords and inserted them into the old man's legs, immobilizing him.
"How do you bring this back?"
Wen Xiuru looked at the struggling monster on the ground and asked with a headache.
"It's small things, I'm prepared."
Li Ziye said something, took out the peach wood sword that the Confucian old man had given him before, and immediately thrust the sword into the old man's heart.
The peach wood sword entered the body, and the old man's body suddenly stiffened and stopped struggling.
Seeing this, Wen Xiuru breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, it's going well. Let's go back."
"We can't go back now."
Li Ziye pointed to the underworld on the ground and said, "You can't get out of this strange place with this thing."
"What do you mean?" Wen Xiuru asked in confusion.
"It seems that there is some kind of formation. Last time I took Huanzhu out, it took a lot of effort."
Li Ziye explained, looked towards the north, and shouted, "Confucian leader, help me figure out when I can go out?"
Taixue Palace, East Courtyard.
In the cabin, Confucius looked back to the south and said in a hoarse voice, "Five days later, at midnight, when you have nothing to do, you can go to the underworld and have a look."
"Don't go!"
In the place of mutation, Li Ziye immediately refused and responded, "There are a large number of underworlds there. I don't dare. I'd better wait here for five days."
