"Boom boom boom."
The house the two of them were in began to collapse, and all the rubble was flying into the sky.
Each skull looked like a poisonous snake, opening its huge mouth to swallow everything, and flew towards them.
Wu Tu's eyes moved, he raised his hand and waved, a talisman shot straight out, the spiritual pattern on it instantly lit up, and then crackling arcs of electricity swirled up.
There was a loud bang, and a ball of dazzling white lightning exploded out of thin air, shattering all the incoming skulls.
Then, he and Wan Tonglong looked at each other, and at the same time, they pinched each other with their hands, opened up the protective aura, and rushed into the sky.
They stopped at a height of 100 feet, looked down, and saw that the entire Badie City was completely enveloped by the sinister wind, and countless skulls were flying through it like fish swimming in the sea.
They heard bursts of heart-rending screams, but the more than a hundred monks they had roped in were wrapped in the sinister wind. Each of them had dense skulls gnawing at their flesh and blood, but there were no A hint of resistance.
Wan Tonglong's eyes twitched, there were more than a hundred monks, more than 90% of them had the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment stage, but none of these people were spared in this dark wind.
After a while, the howling gradually died down.
The dark wind that filled the city rolled up to the sky with a roar, and gathered together like a funnel. An old man wearing a black robe, with dull eyes, and holding a big sail was revealed. He was the puppet Taoist Hun Tian.
"Brother Shendong!" Wan Tonglong was stunned for a moment.
"Who! You dare to trespass into our wild west, I'm afraid you are tired of living." Wu Tu was also shocked, but when he sensed that the old man was only at the early stage of Jindan cultivation, he was determined and his eyes were fierce. There was a flash of light and he opened his mouth to drink.
After waiting for a while, when the old man didn't reply, Wu Tu and Wan Tonglong looked at each other.
"Young Master, wait for me here, let's see what I do to this old guy." Wu Tu said, then rushed towards Taoist Huntian first.
As he was fleeing, Wu Tu slapped the storage bag on his waist and heard a crashing sound. Palm-sized red talismans turned into chains and flew out, winding in the air. The upper spiritual pattern suddenly lit up, and then there was a crisp sound of bang bang bang, and all the dense talismans exploded, forming balls of fire that exuded rich spiritual power of fire.
Wu Tu pointed at Taoist Huntian.
The dense fireballs immediately hit Taoist Huntian like raindrops.
"Eh? This is still a talisman cultivator!" Ji Liao's voice rang out in a hidden place, but soon Ji Liao raised the corner of his mouth and chuckled, "I'll try it with you and see. Your weight."
Fireballs shot out like rain, all over the sky.
The sluggish Taoist Huntian also moved. He waved the big flag in his hand, and large swaths of sinister wind roared out, sweeping towards the incoming fireball.
Wu Tu narrowed his eyes slightly. Taking advantage of this gap, he quietly placed his fingers on the storage bag. With a gentle tap, a milky-white talisman with blood-red spiritual patterns fell into his hand.
The spiritual energy in his hand poured into it.
The spiritual pattern on the talisman suddenly lit up.
A strange and mysterious fluctuation instantly spread out.
Within a few breaths, the talisman in his hand was already shining brightly.
Looking at Taoist Huntian waving the big flag, Wu Tu sneered and exerted force on his hands.
With a bang, the milky-white talisman exploded immediately.
Then, he saw streams of almost transparent mist emitting from his hands, shooting toward Taoist Huntian at extremely fast speeds.
These mists were like snakes, rushing through the air. In just a blink of an eye, they reached the vicinity of Taoist Hun Tian. They connected together, trapping Taoist Hun Tian in the middle, and started to spin violently.
A strange scene appeared, and the next moment, the mist gradually thinned and merged into the void.
Then, the center surrounded by mist suddenly rippled with waves, solidifying and surging as if it had substance, as if it suddenly turned into a quagmire.
The movement of Taoist Huntian who was in it immediately sluggished. Even though he was in the golden elixir stage, he was tightly restrained by the quagmire-like void.
Through Taoist Huntian, Ji Liao felt this power, and his eyes lit up.
"Xuanji Talisman."
This Xuan-level talisman book is quite rare. Ji Liao also thought that when he returned to the far south, he would ask the Treasure Building to collect more books for him, but he did not expect to meet a man who was afraid of the Xuan-level talisman here. Talisman repair of level talismans.
"It's really hard to find anywhere without wearing iron shoes. It takes no effort to get here." Ji Liao chuckled.
When Wu Tu saw Taoist Huntian being restrained by him, he burst out laughing, "Old man, you don't know whether to live or die."
Wan Tonglong's gloomy face finally relaxed, and when he saw Wu Tu restraining the visitor in the blink of an eye, he nodded secretly.
"Although Wu Tu has a bad reputation, his methods are pretty good."
He doesn't feel sorry for the people he recruited at all. He will look for them if they die, but it is difficult to find people who share his appetite and have some means.
Wu Tu turned back and glanced at Wan Tonglong, "Young Master, this man is already a turtle in the jar. Do you want to kill him or keep him?"
"What are you leaving him for!" Wan Tonglong replied directly without thinking.
Wu Tu understood, withdrew his gaze and looked at Taoist Huntian. His eyes quickly turned and he took out a silver talisman again.
He clasped his hands together, placed the talisman in his palms, and chanted for a while, then a fierce and domineering aura burst out between his hands.
The next moment, Wu Tu spread his hands and said, "Old man, look at my Heaven-Destroying Sword!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud buzzing sound.
A bright silver sword light suddenly formed between his palms, and it struck Taoist Huntian in a flash.
This sword light was ten feet long, and its momentum was unparalleled. The sword light moved at an alarming speed. When it passed through the void, it left a long, straight white mark in the void, as if it had cut through the void.
"Eh? It's another Xuan-level talisman, not bad!" Ji Liao felt the sharp sword light and suddenly smiled again on his face.
When he reached out a little, the body of the imprisoned Taoist Huntian immediately twisted and turned into a black light. He broke free from the restraints and rolled back.
As soon as he disappeared, the sword light came and rushed past where he was. In just a 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 remaining power was still there, and the void was still fluctuating. It lasted for ten breaths before gradually fading away.
"who..."
"Ouch..."
Before Wu Tu could finish his words, he heard the roar of a ferocious beast, and then the ground shook violently, and a large black iron snake slammed through the ground and rushed out.
Wu Tu was startled and just wanted to dodge, but by then it was already too late.
The iron snake's body was so huge that it blocked all his paths with just a twist and entangled him.
Then a muffled sound of bang bang bang was heard, and the iron snake's blade-like scales spread out.
Wu Tu's eyes were full of horror, and his heart suddenly sank. He patted the storage bag, and a talisman flew out immediately, and when he put it on his body, the spiritual patterns on it immediately lit up.
But at this moment, Iron Snake's body twisted and spun suddenly.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang."
Dense sparks burst out, and Wu Tu, who was in it, had not made any next move, and his body was already minced into flesh and scattered in all directions.
"Ouch..."
The iron snake roared and retracted all its scales.
Ji Liao moved his body, broke through the ground and rushed into the air. He raised his hand and grabbed the fallen storage bag in his hand.
"Very good, this trip is not in vain."
Wan Tonglong was horrified when he saw that Wu Tu, a monk in the middle stage of the Golden Core, was killed with just one move. He immediately had the intention to retreat and quietly moved two steps back.
"Fellow Taoist, don't leave in a hurry."
In a cave of the Fire Bird Sect.
This cave is huge, dozens of feet in length.
However, they found that the interior was extremely empty, with only a wooden bed hung with a floral curtain and nothing else.
A woman with long fiery red hair, an explosive figure, and a coquettish appearance that did not look like a human race was standing barefoot on the ground.
The woman was dressed in a gauze, with long fiery red hair hanging down her head, tied together by a coquettish blooming flower at the end.
Her skin is smooth, and from her shoulders to her chest is a tattoo of a bird burning with flames and spreading its wings.
Her eyes were fiery red, shining with an enchanting light, and her red lips were as bright as fire, giving her a wild and unrestrained look.
A pair of straight and slender jade legs are looming, revealing the enchantment everywhere.
The woman's enchanting eyes looked at the empty walls.
But I saw portraits hanging on the four walls of the cave.
The people in this portrait seem to be the same person, with similar looks, the same honesty, and the same stupidity.
However, although the people in these portraits look the same, their clothing and temperament are completely different.
Some of them are armed with spears and riding tall horses. They are heroic and invincible in the world.
Some are wearing commoners, holding books in their hands, dressed as Confucian scholars, and looking at the moon.
Others hold swords in their hands, flying in the air and showing an overwhelming aura.
The woman looked at these portraits in a trance. After a while, she sighed softly, "Little insect, I miss you."
