As the golden light fell on Zhang Huanshui's body, Zhang Huanshui's momentum was obviously rising.
Ning Chen's mouth twitched, why is this old Taoist priest so desperate?
This Heaven Seizing Technique is also a Taoist Forbidden Technique. Invoking the power of heaven and earth for one's own use can elevate one's cultivation level to a large level in a short time, but it will also cause huge harm to oneself.
After using the Heaven-Seizing Technique, not only will his lifespan be greatly reduced, but his cultivation will also be difficult to make any further progress in this life.
What's even more fatal is that in order to fully display the Purple Thunder Evil Formation, it requires at least the strength of a heavenly being. With Zhang Huanshui's current strength, even if he forcibly ascends to the Martial Emperor realm, activating this formation will only lead to a common fate.
The key is that the devil on the opposite side seems to be undead.
This purple thunder evil-breaking formation is obviously not the first time it has been used. Over the endless years, the opponent may have withstood the baptism of this purple thunder disaster more than once and still remains intact.
Therefore, Zhang Huanshui was simply drinking poison to quench his thirst, at the cost of his own life. Given the current situation, I am afraid that he could only weaken the devil's strength and allow him to live in peace for decades.
Ning Chen couldn't help but smacked his lips: "Zhang Laodao, from now on you can just call yourself Desperate Saburo. Doesn't your Taoist sect have a Taoist method that doesn't risk your life?"
Zhang Huanshui's face twitched when he heard this, and he wanted to refute, but found that he was unable to refute Ning Chen's question.
The Taoist sect has been passed down for many years. Even though most of the Taoism has been lost or difficult to practice, the camel is still bigger than the horse and many Taoism have been passed down.
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Taoism that is too powerful will definitely backfire on him, so he has no choice but to do so.
"Mr. Ning, our ancestors have taught us that although I, Zhang Huanshui, am low in strength, as the current headmaster of the Taoist sect, I have to do my job! I can only fight with my life!"
In the golden sky, Zhang Huanshui's body slowly rose up in the air: "The heaven and the earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs. My Taoist sect cannot stand it and will go against heaven and earth!"
"The martial arts world is very interested in the three forbidden arts of our Taoist sect, and their expressions are changing. But Mr. Ning, do you know that these three forbidden arts were created by the ancestors of our Taoist sect. They were not forbidden arts at the beginning of their creation, but had another name! "
"It's called the Sacrifice Curse!"
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Huanshui had already formed a seal with his hands, triggering a thunder tribulation. Purple thunder surged above the thunder clouds and rolled down!
Ning Chen was quite speechless, a life-sacrifice curse?
To put it so tragically, do you treat him like air?
"Would my presence make you curl up like this?"
As the purple thunder disaster descended, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and a huge roar resounded throughout the valley. The demon uttered screams and vicious curses that were not like human voices, but it was of no avail. His whole body was tightly bound by chains, unable to move, and he was caught in a thunderstorm. In the center, let the purple sky thunder continue to bombard the body.
The skin on his body was torn apart, and blood as black as mercury continued to gush out.
In the Shennong Valley, demonic sounds were heard, and the earth was shaking!
Qinglian Temple was also alarmed. Master Mingjing showed a look of astonishment on his face, and then lowered his eyebrows: "Amitabha, Donor Chen, Donor Li, it's already too late, it's too late..."
"This is the fate of Taoist Zhang. I, Qinglian Temple, and the land of China will also usher in a hundred years of peace..."
"Master Mingjing, what do you mean?"
Chen Xin stood up in shock and said in a deep voice: "What is going on? Nothing will happen to Taoist Zhang, Mr. Li, Mr. Lin, please follow me into the valley!"
After Chen Xin finished speaking, several mages wearing cassocks on the opposite side stepped forward to block the way of several people.
Master Mingjing called out the Buddha's name and spoke quietly again: "Miss Chen, God has the virtue of a good life, and I will not let you die in vain."
"But I can assure you that after the shock calms down, Senior Xia Kui will come out of the valley within three days to help you solve your doubts."
Chen Xin was startled when he heard this, then became furious and said with a sneer: "No matter how sweet you talk, I will never watch Daozhang Zhang die in vain, so take action!"
Following Chen Xin's order, the four Martial Emperors Li Zhenbei, Lin Yuan, Hao Yong, and Li Zexin stepped forward to force a breakthrough.
However, several monks in front of them clasped their hands and blocked the path of several people.
Several monks chanted the Buddha's name, and golden light patterns lit up around their bodies, forming a physical barrier.
Li Zhenbei and others were shocked to find that they had used all their strength but still could not break through the golden light barrier.
Master Ming Jing still sat aside and did not take action. The four martial arts kings of the Wushu Association joined forces and were unable to break through the defense of several monks in Qinglian Temple!
"Sister Chen Xin, sister Chen Xin!"
A girl's voice sounded from behind. Luoluo, who was riding a black dragon, stepped forward and looked up at Chen Xin with big eyes.
"Xiao Luoluo, what's wrong?"
Chen Xin was extremely anxious at the moment, but she still managed to be patient.
"Sister Chen Xin, don't worry, Master is here too."
Chen Xin paused, and the anger in his heart suddenly subsided. Ning Chen was also there!
Very likely to be with Zhang Huanshui!
She had forgotten this in her desperation just now. If Ning Chen was among them, maybe she could save the day...
Chen Xin nodded, glanced at Master Mingjing coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Master Mingjing, you'd better not lie to me. If there is anything wrong with Taoist Zhang, even if the ancestor comes back, I will definitely ask you for help from Qinglian Temple on this matter." statement!"
"Amitabha……"
Master Mingjing's face remained calm as he sat on the ground.
Li Zhenbei and others were shocked, but also felt a little unhappy.
The Taoist sect is now in decline. Zhang Huanshui is not as good as King Wu, but he still takes the lead and rushes into the Shennong Valley to rescue the trapped Xia Kui.
However, the methods of the monks of Qinglian Temple are so amazing that the four great martial emperors could not break through but they were still here peacefully chanting Buddha's name and doing nothing!
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In the valley, purple thunder continued to fall.
The demon's body was covered in blood and flesh, and his screams became increasingly fierce. Looking at Zhang Huanshui, his face was pale, and the silver light around him was dim and might break at any time.
Once the mask of light is shattered, Zhang Huanshui's current condition is simply unable to withstand that purple thunder blow!
Finally, as a purple thunder fell on the silver mask, the silver mask around Zhang Huanshui suddenly shattered!
Even if he is on the edge of a thunderstorm, with his current level of cultivation, he still cannot fully control this purple thunder tribulation. As long as the thunder tribulation falls on him, he will definitely die!
Seeing another purple thunder strike towards Zhang Huanshui's body, Ning Chen finally took action.
Secretly pinching his fingers, he aimed at the purple thunder above Zhang Huanshui's head and instantly annihilated it. Then, as if he had eyes, the purple thunder tribulations avoided Zhang Huanshui and struck at the demon who was bound in the center of the formation!
After half an hour, the purple lightning disaster finally dissipated. Zhang Huanshui fell down and got up weakly. He sat on the ground, his chest heaving violently, and his eyes were fixed on the bloody demon in front of him. His head was lowered and he said nothing. Showing a hint of relief.
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