Upon hearing Li Daoxuan's words, Qian Jizi's eyes flashed with anger.
"Wuwen, Lao Zhu, let's fight him. Don't hide it. Use all the tricks you have to suppress him!"
"Huh, if I fight him, I don't believe that he can maintain this state forever?"
"Let's take action together."
The five evil elders were all veterans of the world who had experienced great storms. Although they were frightened at the moment, after hearing Li Daoxuan's words, they already understood the other party's strong murderous intention.
At this point, the only option is to fight to the death and survive!
Even if he dies, he must teach this arrogant boy a lesson he will never forget!
Zhu Laomo was the first to take action. His body became a bit bigger, he opened his bloody mouth and blew out a stream of black evil wind towards Li Daoxuan.
For a moment, Li Daoxuan was surrounded by darkness, flying sand and rocks, making it difficult to see.
boom! boom! boom!
Zhu Laomo's huge body ran and became even bigger. Every step made the ground tremble. Black light flowed from the two protruding fangs, and they pushed towards Li Daoxuan's body.
These two fangs are the magic weapons that he has been refining for many years. They are tempered every day with demonic energy, blood energy, evil spirit and filthy energy. They specialize in breaking Taoism. He once penetrated a Taoist Yang God and tore him into pieces. Two halves.
Qian Jizi also took action, and he took out the trump card that he had treasured for many years, a magic weapon like a rattle.
But there is nothing childish about this drum, because the drum handle is carved from white bones, the drum head is covered with human skin, and the umbilical cord is used as silk thread, with several small skulls hanging on it.
Clang!
As the rattle was shaken, a kind of extreme resentment and hostility emerged, rushing towards Li Daoxuan like a tide.
"Li Daoxuan, how about taking a look at my mother-in-law frightening drum?"
Qianjizi's voice sounded with a hint of pride. It was obvious that the Zimu Fright Drum was his proud work and he had great confidence in it.
Facing the menacing pig demon, Li Daoxuan was about to raise his Suzaku Bow when a sharp drum sound sounded in his ears, as if countless ghosts were howling in his ears.
In a trance, he saw many evil ghosts transformed by mothers and children rushing toward him. Some of the mothers had burnt marks on their bodies, while others appeared on their children.
Violence, soaring rage!
This violent energy was so strong that it almost obscured the stars in the sky. There seemed to be thousands of ghosts walking at night in the entire Chang'an City, and groups of demons appeared.
Under the control of Qian Jizi, those ghosts rushed towards Li Daoxuan.
According to common sense, whether it is a resentful spirit or a fierce ghost, one should stay away from Li Daoxuan, who is half a step into the Yang Shen realm.
But it was unknown what kind of abuse these ghosts had endured, and they were so full of resentment that Li Daoxuan had only seen them in his life. Not only were they not afraid of him, but they even attacked him as if they were crazy.
In just an instant, Li Daoxuan was submerged by the sea of these fierce ghosts.
The violent aura soaring to the sky even overshadowed the pure Yang Qi in his body, as if the vast ocean extinguished the sun.
Seeing this scene, Qian Jizi showed a proud smile.
This Mother and Son Horror Drum is his most satisfying work in the past few decades. He has put in countless efforts and has reached the level of a low-grade spiritual treasure. He even used this drum to grind a Yang God to death!
In order to refine this drum, he found thousands of pairs of mothers and children, and placed each mother and child on a red-hot iron plate. Most mothers would choose to pick up their children and let themselves be burned to death, while a few would die in severe pain. , place the child under your feet.
Such a dead soul hates heaven and earth, has extremely powerful resentment, and is not even afraid of facing the Yang Shen realm.
It took Qianjizi decades to make this drum. It was also his biggest trump card. Every time he used it, he had to sacrifice it with the blood of the Yang God!
"Li Daoxuan, admit defeat now——"
Qian Jizi's words came to an abrupt end before he finished speaking. He saw a bright mysterious light blooming among the ghosts, and a huge Xuanwu shadow appeared, with a dragon's head and a turtle's tail, and a snake coiled around the turtle's back. Along with the huge waves, thousands of years... Xuanhuang.
Among the ghosts that were blown away in the sky, Li Daoxuan's eyes were cold and murderous, his black robe was fluttering, and his slender fingers were already pressed on the handle of the white tiger knife at his waist.
Qian Jizi felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave for a moment. He felt that his neck seemed to have been separated before the knife was unsheathed.
Fortunately, at this moment, a pig growled, and Zhu Laomo crashed into Li Daoxuan with thunderous force, his sharp fangs blooming with rich demonic aura.
Li Daoxuan looked cold, his long hair fluttering, and with a flick of his fingers, the White Tiger Golden Sword was half an inch out of its sheath.
Roar!
The tiger roars, and the golden evil spirit stirs up the wind and clouds in all directions, like Shura coming to the world, like ghosts and gods resurrecting!
Under the moonlit night, a huge pig demon's head flew up, with a hint of shock and confusion in its eyes, and viscous liquid was still secreting from its mouth.
Even the two sharp and strong fangs that he had tempered for hundreds of years were broken into several pieces, and the cuts were as smooth as a mirror.
Blood spurted out from his neck, and under the reflection of the moonlight, it looked like a splash-ink painting with extraordinary artistic conception.
Li Daoxuan passed by this painting without even looking at the separated pig demon. Only the white tiger golden knife in his hand was still dripping with blood under the moonlight.
In an instant, Zhu Laomo's body turned into a human form again, shaking constantly on the ground. His strong vitality prevented him from dying directly, but he struggled and groped on the ground, trying to find his head.
He actually knew that the "Canopy Transformation" that he had practiced all his life had been broken. Even if the head was reattached, he would only be able to survive. However, the fear of death and the desire for survival made him still unable to help but try. struggle.
At this moment, he finally understood why those people whose limbs he had cut off and used as food still begged for help even though they knew they would die.
Zhu Laomo's head rolled down on the ground, and finally stopped in a corner, where several people were hiding and shivering.
"help me……"
Zhu Lao Mo never dreamed that one day, he would be begging these two-legged sheep that he looked down upon at all.
However, what responded to him were stones, sticks and dark sickles.
…
Li Dao
The tip of the knife bleeds.
His hair was fluttering, his eyes sharper than the light of a sword looked at Qian Jizi, and he said calmly: "Now, it's your turn."
Qian Jizi trembled and subconsciously looked to his side.
"Five plagues, help quickly——"
However, there was nothing there, and the Five Plagues had disappeared without knowing when. Perhaps they were invisible, or perhaps they had used the art of transformation to hide in Chang'an City.
Li Daoxuan ignored the hidden Five Plagues for the time being, but looked at Qian Jizi quietly, and slowly raised the White Tiger Golden Sword in his hand.
Roar!
The roar of the tiger shook Chang'an, and the golden evil spirit became more intense. It seemed that Zhu Laomo's blood made the white tiger spirit even more excited.
The white tiger is the god of the West and controls the evil spirit of war. Therefore, the ancient tokens for dispatching troops and generals are also called tiger charms.
Among the Four Saints, the White Tiger kills the most!
There was a trace of despair in Qian Jizi's eyes.
"Li Daoxuan, we can talk again!"
As he spoke, he used all the various protective magic weapons he had accumulated for free, including a strong black armor shield, armor forged from fine gold, a black cover, and protective robes...
Li Daoxuan did not take action immediately, but quietly watched him deploy various defensive magic weapons.
"Do you still remember our conversation in Qianji Cave?"
As Li Daoxuan spoke, he waved the White Tiger Sword in his hand.
"I said, you evil cultivators, either do it or die."
Zheng!
The sound of swords shook the sky, golden light flew down like meteors, and the white stars in the sky suddenly shined brightly, and then returned to normal. However, everyone in Chang'an seemed to have seen a winged white tiger bathing in starlight.
Suddenly.
Li Daoxuan had already sheathed his sword, blocking the edge of the White Tiger's golden sword inch by inch, and returning the world to silence.
But Qian Jizi in front of him had a thin red line on his neck.
The shield is broken, the armor is torn, the cover is broken, the clothes are torn, and the people are dead.
With one strike, all your magic weapons will turn into scrap metal.
"You...you..."
Qian Jizi tried hard to say something, but blood kept pouring out of his throat, making him unable to speak.
His pupils became darker and darker, like candles in the wind.
If it were normal, with his cultivation level, even if his head was cut off, he would be able to reattach it again, but unfortunately, it was the White Tiger Golden Sword that cut him off.
The golden evil energy in the sword is as majestic as the river and sea. Even a great monk in the Yangshen realm will be injured and die if it touches it!
Click!
The red line on Qian Jizi's neck spread rapidly, and his whole head fell to the ground. He tried hard to open his eyes and stared at Li Daoxuan with vicious eyes, trying to leave a curse.
However, the wind only remembered Li Daoxuan's indifferent voice, which was also the last words Qian Jizi heard in this world.
"Don't say you didn't predict what you said."
…
The Three Realms Gourd took in the Yangshen of Qianjizi and Zhu Laomo. After their physical bodies died, their Yangshen were also severely injured and became confused and unable to resist at all.
Li Daoxuan smiled lightly and said: "There are already four, and there is still one little mouse left."
Immediately, he can be promoted to Yangshen.
However, Li Daoxuan did not immediately look for the hiding Wuwen. Instead, he first looked at the resentful spirits of mother and child around him.
Drawing symbols in the void, Qing Ming will be reborn.
Li Daoxuan directly opened the portal to the Qingming Realm and sent them all there to be handled by the empress.
After all these souls were sucked away, the mother-in-law frightening drum also became dim and dull, instantly changing from a low-grade spiritual treasure to an empty frame.
Li Daoxuan had no regrets. He crushed this evil drum that had harmed countless people in one step and completely turned it into dust.
Although it was a priceless low-grade spiritual treasure, Li Daoxuan was not tempted because the refining process of this drum was too evil and infuriating.
Such a thing, let alone a spiritual treasure, even if it was an immortal weapon, Li Daoxuan would simply destroy it.
After doing all this, he closed his eyes and concentrated, and began to look for the last of the Five Evil Elders.
The eyes of the sky suddenly opened, like the bright moon hanging high, shining in Chang'an.
After a few breaths, Li Daoxuan slowly opened his eyes and revealed a sneer. He raised the Suzaku Bow and slowly pulled the bowstring. The red-gold flames condensed into an indestructible divine arrow.
The red bird flaps its wings and the red flames surge into the sky.
"Got you."
…
Wuwen turned into a mouse at this moment and crawled into the hut of a house. The great monk of the Yangshen Realm, the most famous and powerful among the five evil elders, did not dislike the filth in the hut at all and jumped in In the manure pit.
Compared with life, what are humiliation and filth?
In order to escape for his life, he and his brother endured so much humiliation and torture, but as long as he could save his life, he would always make those who chased him pay a heavy price!
He believed that Li Daoxuan was no exception.
As long as he is allowed to escape Chang'an, he will secretly stare at Li Daoxuan like a poisonous snake, and even use the other party's friends and relatives as traps to lure Li Daoxuan away from Chang'an.
He also believes that after today, many people in the world will want Li Daoxuan to die, because many people will not be willing to have such an invincible being in Chang'an City!
Li Daoxuan’s enemies, Datang’s enemies…
Wu Wen's heart was racing, and he had already thought up several poisonous schemes to deal with Li Daoxuan, but at this moment, he suddenly became alert and felt like he was being targeted.
It is as if there is a pair of divine eyes above the dome, seeing everything clearly and taking in everything in the world.
Damn it!
Wu Wen cursed secretly. He didn't expect that he had endured the humiliation and hid in the latrine, among the excrement and urine, and the other party could still see him!
You must know that these filthy things are the nemesis of many Taoist sects, and many Taoist techniques will fail when encountering these foul things.
But Li Daoxuan didn't seem to be affected at all.
Wuwen ran out of the latrine, transformed into a colorful poisonous spider, and quickly got into the beams, as fast as lightning, trying to avoid Li Daoxuan's gaze.
However, a stronger sense of crisis emerged, like a ray on the back and sitting on pins and needles.
That was the edge of the Suzaku Divine Arrow.
The fear of death surged into his heart, and Wu Wen knew that escaping was futile. Li Daoxuan's divine eye was simply more powerful than the rumors said, and all changes were invisible to that eye.
Transforming into a human form again, Wu Wen was heartbroken. He flew into the sky, but there were two more dolls in his hands.
It is the child of this family.
"Li Daoxuan, if you dare to take action, these two children will die——"
He paused before he finished speaking. His pupils were shocked and he looked at the big hole in his chest in disbelief. There was nothing inside, and his heart had been burned to ashes by the flames.
The sound of the red bird resounded throughout the sky.
The scorching Nanming Lihuo quickly devoured his body. Under the mysterious black robe, there was a face covered with rotten flesh and sores.
Wu Wen's eyes showed deep resentment, and even under the burning flames, he revealed a vicious smile.
"Li Daoxuan, I will make you live in guilt for the rest of your life, and I will make your Taoist heart forever cast a shadow!"
The next moment, the two dolls trembled and their crying stopped abruptly. Their originally white and tender faces began to rot and become sore, becoming very scary.
"Haha, I injected thirty-three kinds of diseases into their bodies. Li Daoxuan, you either kill them or wait for the people of Chang'an to bury them with them, hahaha!!!"
Wu Wen let out a crazy laugh. Even though the Suzaku fire had swallowed up half of his body, he didn't care. He seemed to have seen Li Daoxuan's regret and pain.
"Oh, is it so?"
A cold voice sounded.
There was a ripple in the space, and Li Daoxuan's figure suddenly appeared, and the two dolls floated in front of him, already falling into a coma.
On the ground, the children's parents knelt down and prayed, bursting into tears.
"Please, the Imperial Master, save my child!"
"They are less than two years old and have just learned to call mother..."
"My Majesty, the Imperial Master, please show mercy!"
…
Li Daoxuan sighed softly and said, "Don't worry, your child will be fine."
After saying that, he raised the green dragon staff in his hand and lightly touched the two children.
Qinglong Yimu can transform into thousands of things.
The next moment, the thirty-three diseases were absorbed into the Green Dragon Staff, and the two children quickly returned to normal.
The green dragon staff began to decay and wither, and turned into dust in a few breaths. However, a green seed fell, took root in the soil, and grew when exposed to light. In the blink of an eye, it grew into a vibrant green dragon wooden staff.
When Li Daoxuan returned the two dolls to their parents' arms, the little ones were still snoring slightly and sleeping soundly.
"No, it's impossible!"
Wu Wen was in disbelief and tried to walk towards Li Daoxuan, but was completely swallowed by the Suzaku Divine Fire. Before losing consciousness, he heard an indifferent voice.
"Xia Chong, how can I talk about ice?"
Everything is ready, next chapter Yang Shen.
(End of chapter)
