"Boom!"
A stone pillar hugged by seven or eight people was pulled up from the ground by the second of the three people. He threw the stone pillar up and hit it with a heavy punch. The stone pillar flew towards Ye Dafu who was running away. Almost at the same time, the inside of the stone pillar There were several muffled sounds, and cracks quickly covered the stone pillar. With a "boom", the stone pillar exploded into countless rubbles. Each piece of rubble was wrapped with a righteous attack, hitting Ye Dafu like raindrops.
Ye Dafu had no way to avoid it at this time. He turned around to face the oncoming "Stone Rain", squeezed the secret with both hands, purple energy rose up all over his body, and suddenly a drop of water condensed in front of Ye Dafu out of thin air.
The moment the drop of water appeared, it immediately turned into a water giant and stood in front of Ye Dafu.
Taoist secret method: Yellow Turban Hercules·Water!
The rain of flying stones hit the water giant, as if it was stuck in a quagmire. Its speed dropped sharply, and finally stopped and fell to the ground. After a while, a small pile of rubble almost piled up under the water giant.
Ye Dafu gasped for air. This Yellow Turban Warrior was a real-person Taoist technique. He could only perform it with the help of a drop of Taiyi Xuanshui. At this time, the innate Tao Qi in his body was rapidly being consumed.
Ye Dafu thought, and the water giant immediately took long strides and rushed towards the opponent. The second child looked at the running water giant and licked his lips, murderous intent rising in his eyes.
"Yellow Turban Warrior... I've never killed a Taoist disciple in the real realm!"
He raised his hand. As a fighting scholar among the three living people, he had integrated the artistic conception of sixteen war poems into his body. The integration of this poem was the closest he came to death. It was his elder brother who found it for him. Ninety-nine young girls pulled him back after having their intestines cut open and a bowl of their heart's blood collected.
The bandage originally tied to his right wrist naturally disintegrated, revealing a tattoo wrapped around his right wrist. If you look carefully, you can see that it is a densely packed array of frightened faces.
The moment the bandage dissipated, a bone-chilling chill spread out from his arm, and screams rang out. At this time, the water giant had already arrived in front of the second child, grabbing the second child with a giant palm. The second child didn't dodge, he clenched his fist and hit the giant palm made of water.
His fist was three-quarters of the way into the water, and the second child said with a ferocious smile: "Ji!"
If time could be slowed down a hundred times, people with sharp eyes would be able to see that the fearful faces on the second wrist turned into wisps of black air, rushed into the body of the water giant, entangled in a circle, and then flew back again. On to the dick's wrist.
The water giant visibly began to freeze from the place where its fist came into contact with the giant water palm. In an instant, the ice line spread to the entire water giant's body. In just a blink of an eye, the water giant became an ice giant.
But the difference is that it is not the transparent ice cubes formed by water, but filthy, as if the water is mixed with sand and mud, making it endlessly turbid.
The second child retracted his fist and shook the broken ice on his fist, causing the water giant to shatter into pieces.
At this time, Ye Dafu no longer had the embarrassment of running for his life before, but instead looked at the other party with a cold face, and his fat face actually exuded a royal majesty and awe-inspiring domineering air.
"Here's forbidden technique!" Ye Dafu said every word, his tone full of endless anger.
The Tao here is not the way of cultivation such as Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism, but the way of race. Monsters have demon ways, barbarians have barbaric ways, and people naturally have human ways.
This is the avenue of innate racial blood.
As for the method of using weak members of the same race as training materials, both demons and barbarians have it. Only the human race has imposed a law of death since it established its own clan-forbidden!
Therefore, this kind of evil practice is also called heretic forbidden art.
Any evil cultivator who practices heretic forbidden arts has behind him a mountain of corpses and rivers of blood from his own clan.
This cuts off the roots of the race.
An emperor once said that if he could only kill one person, between barbarians and heretics, he would kill the heretics without hesitation.
Ye Dafu's face was covered with frost.
The southern border where he grew up is the place where heretical sorcery is most rampant. One-third of the soldiers who died in Prince Jing's Mansion died while arresting heretics.
However, the heroes and martyrs who sacrificed their lives in arresting evil cultivators cannot have monuments erected, their names cannot be passed down, and their families cannot pay homage to them.
Even family members do not know that the relative they longed to return home has died.
If not for anything else, I am afraid of revenge from evil cultivators.
Ye Dafu thought again of his favorite palace guard when he was a child. The tall and big man always puts himself around his neck and leads him all over the street to tease demon women.
When he died, his daughter could not call him daddy.
He died vigorously and quietly.
"You all deserve to die!" Ye Dafu breathed out. He had no intention of running away.
After the opponent disintegrated the bandage and performed the "foreign forbidden technique", Ye Dafu gave up the idea of escape.
He is a member of the royal family, he is the crown prince of King Jing, and he is the next generation of King Jing!
Ye Dafu bit his teeth lightly. He always carried it with him, because the blue pill that he was reluctant to use was so valuable that he bit it into pieces. A warm current flowed down Ye Dafu's throat into his abdomen, and then spread to his limbs and bones. Finally, it was gathered in the soul of the mind, giving the soul a refreshing feeling.
A whirlwind blew up out of thin air around Ye Dafu. The whirlwind became stronger and stronger, and the stones on the ground trembled slightly, as if they were about to be swept up by the whirlwind.
"What? Won't the fat mouse continue to escape? I..."
When the Sansheng people saw Ye Dafu's appearance, they were about to laugh. Halfway through his words, they suddenly felt alarmed and an invisible sense of life and death crisis suddenly appeared.
He decisively turned around and ran away. Although he was the craziest and bloodthirsty among the three people in his life, he was also the most sensitive to crises. He didn't know what was wrong with Ye Dafu, but his instinct told him that it was very dangerous.
No need to gamble your life here!
In the strong wind, a rotating Bagua pattern appeared on Ye Dafu's forehead. The Gen hexagram in the pattern lit up. An illusory Taoist shadow appeared behind Ye Dafu and rushed into Ye Dafu's body. Ye Dafu's aura surged and instantly broke through to the level of a real person. territory.
"Not enough! Come again!" Ye Dafu shouted in his heart, "Dui Gua, open!"
In the Bagua pattern that was about to dissipate, the symbol of the "Dui" hexagram lit up. Behind Ye Dafu, the same shadow as before appeared again, but the aura seemed to be a bit stronger. The shadow rushed into Ye Dafu again. Within his body, Ye Dafu's momentum soared again, almost reaching the level of a Taoist Lord.
"Li..." Ye Dafu was about to open the hexagram again, but suddenly there was a feeling of weakness in his body. Only then did he hold back, and the hexagram on his forehead disappeared. He looked forward, and the evil cultivator's second son was almost out of his sight. .
Ye Dafu closed his eyes slightly and disappeared on the spot.
…
In the stone forest.
Daojun Tianling was searching the stone forest with the power of his soul when he suddenly looked in the opposite direction.
"The breath of the eight shadow disks, the most precious treasure of Taoism."
"It's the young prince Jing!"
Daojun Tianling frowned slightly. The Eight Shadow Plate is a treasure of the Lingbao lineage. It contains eight masterless souls. The lowest is the real person realm and the highest is the Taoist realm. The owner of the Eight Shadow Plate can absorb the souls for his own use. What's rare is that, The power of these souls can be superimposed.
The only requirement is that the owner of the Eight Shadow Disk requires a great deal of soul, otherwise it will be easily exploded.
Daojun Tianling was about to walk in the direction of Ye Dafu, when suddenly a figure blocked Daojun Tianling.
The man blocking the road had a warm smile, his Confucian robes fluttering in the wind. He held his hands towards Daojun Tianling and smiled softly: "Confucian Lin Zhiye, I have met Daojun Tianling!"
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The second child was separated and fleeing at this time, and he felt that the little fat man's aura was rising sharply.
"Bastard! How is that possible?" The second child roared in his heart, but he didn't run very far. Suddenly his expression changed and he stopped. He felt an impact hitting him head-on. He punched subconsciously, only to hear a blast from his wrist. With the sound of "click", the whole person was instantly knocked away, flying dozens of feet in the air, smashing a huge stone pillar, and then barely stopped. Only then did he realize that his arm came out from the elbow. It was twisted and broken, and a sharp pain filled the whole body.
"Ah -" The second brother raised his head and saw Ye Dafu standing not far away, holding his severed arm in his hand and looking at it carefully. Then, a ball of flame ignited on the severed arm, and in the blink of an eye, it was like Turned into ashes.
Ye Dafu turned his head and looked at his second son.
The second child's face became confused and he struggled to back away: "Your Excellency... there must be a misunderstanding between us!"
"I don't want to practice that evil magic. It was my elder brother who forced me to do it!"
"He killed everyone, it has nothing to do with me!"
Ye Dafu's figure flashed and stood in front of Lao Er.
The second child hurriedly knelt on the ground: "Sir, I am willing to serve you as my master. If you have any shameful things, I can do it! I can do anything!"
Ye Dafu looked at the second child silently. The second child suddenly attacked Ye Dafu's heart with his left hand. The left hand contained the rhyme of sword poetry and once penetrated a master's head directly.
However, the fist stopped suddenly when it was still three inches away from Ye Dafu's body. A wind blade fell at an unknown moment and cut off the second man's left hand at the same level. The fist and the arm fell to the ground.
Ye Dafu glanced at him with disgust and raised his head to the side. The old man was slumped on the ground, kicking back with his feet and begging for mercy: "Sir, my lord, I was wrong, I was wrong."
"I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore, you..."
Ye Dafu pointed at the second child, and the second child instantly felt that he was restrained and unable to move.
Ye Dafu shook his hand and raised his fist. The electric light wrapped around his fist and made a sizzling sound.
"Big brother said that it feels better to use your fists. I'll give it a try today!"
Ye Dafu suddenly smashed his fist down, and the second brother suddenly felt blessed and shouted: "I'll tell you who sent us!"
The fist suddenly stopped, Ye Dafu looked at the second child and said coldly: "Who?"
The second child: "I told you, can you let me go?"
Ye Dafu: "Yes!"
"You, you make an oath to heaven!"
"fine!"
Ye Dafu punched the second child again, and the second child shouted: "Wanghou! It's Wanghou!"
Ye Dafu's fist stopped in mid-air again: "Wanghou?"
"Yes! He wanted to please the Fang family and the Queen, so he hired our brothers to kill Chen Luo!"
Ye Dafu nodded, the electric light on his fist suddenly became strong, and Ye Dafu punched down hard.
"Boom!"
The surrounding stone pillars shook, and the second child's head was driven into the ground, leaving only a headless corpse on the ground.
Ye Dafu slumped on the ground, the breath from his body gradually dissipated, and a groggy feeling came from his mind.
My soul, I’m so tired.
However, Ye Dafu didn't care about the soul at this time, but covered his heart with a painful look on his face.
For Ye Dafu, the real backlash of using the eight-film disk did not really come until this moment——
"Eight Directions Summoning Spirit Pill..."
"My heart aches to death!"
"Brother, you have to reimburse me."
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