Chapter 126: Wong Tai Sin

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Li Yanchu's heart suddenly sank. Yan Chixiao, an exorcist, had arrogant muscles and bones, and his ghost-killing sword was fast and fierce.

And has strong resilience.

He seems to be a rough and reckless man, but he is an extremely powerful master.

Yan Chixiao was one of the nine people who had just besieged the old ape who had gone berserk.

The strength is higher than others.

His heart was ripped out in one move! ?

The young man shook his arm, and Yan Chixiao's iron tower-like body was immediately thrown out, as if it was a torn sack.

boom!

Yan Chixiao's heart was crushed by the young man.

A smile appeared on the young man's face, and at a glance, he looked like a gentle and elegant young man. .

But in the eyes of everyone, there was a bone-chilling chill.

"You came too late and made me wait so hard."

boom!

The next moment, the young man appeared in front of an old monk and took action again!

Exactly the same moves.

It's just fast and ruthless!

The old monk originally planned to use his magic weapon to meet the enemy, but as soon as he raised the rosary beads in his hand, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

A bloody hole was pierced through the young man's skinny body.

With another casual flick, he threw the old monk out.

The old monk died immediately!

This time he smashed the old monk's penis hard against the person next to him.

It was precisely in the previous battle with the monster ape that Mr. Ma, the great immortal from home, was not invited.

Mr. Ma only saw a dark shadow approaching, and turned sideways to avoid it.

At the same time, recite the mantra silently.

Respectfully invite the great immortal to come forward.

He has been practicing the art of inviting immortals for several years, and he completed the process of inviting immortals in an instant.

A special force appeared in his body, extremely powerful.

This was not something he cultivated himself, but something he invited from the great immortal of his family.

Some are like Li Yanchu's magic of inviting gods.

But the difference between the two is obvious.

Inviting God is an orthodox Taoist magic!

He will only invite the divine power of the God of Heaven to bless his cultivation.

The God of Heaven does not possess monks.

This Liaodong magic of inviting immortals is a type of Yehu Zen.

Yehu Zen is very powerful when practiced.

It’s not that Yehu Zen is inferior to orthodox magic.

It's just that when Liaodong invites immortals, he invites the possessor of his own great immortal.

When fighting, it is actually the clone or the main body of the master who is controlling.

Directly controlling this body also uses the power of my great immortal.

Therefore, in the early stages of practice, many people who practice the art of inviting gods cannot beat those who practice inviting immortals.

Because asking an immortal is equivalent to waking up the sleeping immortal in the body and handing over control of the body.

It is not the strength of the practitioner itself.

The magic of inviting gods has no side effects. How much power you can summon from the gods of heaven depends entirely on your own ability.

However, if you invite immortals or make offerings to great immortals, there will be consequences.

First of all, the monks who make offerings to the great immortals suffer from a severe loss of physical energy and are usually in a state of illness.

But I will never let you die.

Especially the more times you are possessed by immortals, the easier it is to lose your energy.

There is also a certain danger in this kind of invitation to an immortal, because the great immortal you support will never leave after you die!

Directly control your body.

Some only control it for a while, and then retreat when they get tired of playing in the world.

But sometimes he likes the feeling of being human and won't leave!

This is a drawback of inviting immortals, but monks who practice inviting immortals also have their own methods to communicate with great immortals.

After all, these so-called great immortals also need things like incense and essence.

The image of Mr. Ma is that of a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion, looking like a consumption ghost.

After going down to the tomb this time, his performance was mediocre, with no particularly eye-catching moves.

But once he invites the master of his family, his strength will be different.

Completely one day and one place.

"You are seeking death on your own. I really think I can't deal with you."

Mr. Ma's voice became extremely sharp, and there was an evil aura as soon as he spoke.

It wasn't his voice, it was that hoarse, low voice.

But this voice was very sharp, and it gave people a chill in their hearts after hearing it.

The young man in rich clothes climbed out of the giant bronze coffin and sneered.

"Sideways."

"A yellow-skinned man who has practiced some Taoism dares to call himself an immortal."

The young man in colorful clothes revealed the great immortal of his family that Mr. Ma enshrined in one word.

Wong Tai Sin among the beard, yellow and white willow ashes!

At this time, Mr. Ma's sallow face showed a hint of murderous intent.

"Then you try to see if I am worthy of you!"

As soon as he moved, he rushed towards the young man in fine clothes, his fingers bent like hooks, flashing with the cold light of metal.

His movements were extremely vigorous, and he was countless times faster than Mr. Ma just now!

Wong Tai Sin was very angry.

He had just seen the demonic ape and was unwilling to kill him.

Unexpectedly, it seems that he, Wong Tai Sin, has been underestimated.

You know, he has a very high status in Liaodong, and many people worship Wong Tai Sin.

certainly.

There are also many Wong Tai Sin who have become spiritual masters through cultivation.

But this also shows Liaodong's respect for the immortal, the great immortal of the family.

He has never been underestimated!

The two of them fought in the air, making dozens of moves in an instant, all of which contained fierce murderous intent.

Mr. Ma doesn't feel evil at this time.

But fierce!

It's the feeling that ordinary people have when they see a ferocious beast in the mountains and forests, very ferocious.

If this kind of feeling appears in a person, it will make people feel very fearful.

Especially Mr. Ma's aura at this time.

It can even be said to be a little scary.

A middle-aged Taoist priest who was close to the two of them stretched out his hand and offered seven spiritual talismans, and directly attacked the young man in gorgeous clothes.

Who would have thought that it would actually attract Mr. Ma’s curse!

"Stinky Taoist, get out of here, or I will skin you!"

The middle-aged Taoist suddenly looked a little stunned.

Taoist Yuan Yi frowned suddenly.

A chill appeared on his face.

With the strength of Yan Chixiao who had just surrounded Lao Yuan, he had not even been able to sever the ghost-headed sword under the hand of the young man in Chinese clothing.

He was pierced through the heart with one move.

Now Mr. Ma, the Wong Tai Sin invited, has fought with the young man in Chinese clothes for more than ten moves.

This strength is truly extraordinary.

"Boy, today the Japanese Immortal will let you know what it means that there is a sky beyond the sky."

Mr. Ma smiled darkly.

The great immortal worshiped here is a bit arrogant.

Li Yanchu didn't know that the immortals from Liaodong were all like this.

It is still the special temperament unique to this great immortal.

Poof!

The young man in fine clothes got closer and slashed his knife directly through Mr. Ma's chest.

"Let's play with you, you really treat yourself like a dish!"

"Beasts are just beasts, they don't belong to the mainstream."

The young man in fine clothes sneered.

Wong Tai Sin, who was still extremely arrogant just now, suddenly stopped speaking.

He looked stunned.

This is impossible!

This time the young man in colorful clothes tightened his grip.

boom!

There was a loud bang.

Mr. Ma's body was torn apart and turned into a pile of minced meat!

Then, a phantom emerged from Mr. Ma's body.

(End of chapter)