"Lonely, die!"

At this moment, Zhu Yunfu suddenly rushed out of the dust in the sky, jumped high, and turned the golden knife in his hand and drew out sword curtains.

"Six Desire Demon Realms!"

Facing the golden knife that Zhu Yunfu fell on his head, the white-faced Taoist man was slandering his face, and a trace of disdain was hanging on the corner of his mouth. He clasped his hands and the space in the courtyard suddenly began to twist.

Pale ghost hands stretched out from the space, and the ground turned into a hell of bones. Thousands of bone spurs were like swords and swords, flashing with a white cold light, making it difficult to tell the truth for a while.

"not good..."

Looking at the space that Mu Ran changed, Deng Fan was shocked. A bright jade light appeared on his forehead, and a surging mind power came out, instantly lifting Zhu Yunfu, whose body soared into the air.

"Hmph~ Do you think you can save him? You're so naive!"

Seeing that Zhu Yunfu's figure deviated from its original trajectory, the white-faced Taoist snorted coldly, and the white ghost claws poked out between his chest and abdomen disappeared silently.

"Brother Zhu, you are not a person in the Yin Gate, you are a mortal fetus with naked eyes, and you cannot observe the virtual and real world of the evil path. I will help you open your Dharma eyes."

"The sky is clear and the earth is bright, the yin is turbid and the yang is clear, the Holy Ancestor gives the Dharma, and you will go out of the darkness and go into the darkness!"

Ignoring the words of the white-faced Taoist, Deng Fan stepped on the Tiangang and bit his left finger. A trace of scarlet and black blood immediately hit Zhu Yunfu's eyebrows.

He knew that this evil barrier seemed to be virtual and real, there was real in the virtual, and there was virtual in the real, and there was virtual in the real for a while. He could only rely on the super senses given by the original eye to distinguish danger.

"What a stinky Taoist priest, he is just insidious. Do you think this will stop your grandfather?"

Looking at the thick white bones on the ground like a sword forest, Zhu Yunfu was also scared into cold sweat at this time, and a fire broke out in his pupils, which was obviously really angry.

"Woo~Woo~Woo~Woo~"

With a harsh sound of flutes like a whistle, the black and leech-like insects in its body popped up and quickly gnawed the haze covered with space.

"Jie! Jie..."

"Little little corpse worm, it's too naive to just want to break my barrier..."

The moment the white-faced Taoist laughed, the cold light flashed in the void, and dense clouds and rain were covered with rain, facing the two of them.

"Clang..."

Before the cold light could come, suddenly, a golden lightning flashed by, accompanied by a sound of gold and iron clashing, two huge corpses fell to the front of the two and turned into a handful of black ashes.

"Brother, I'll open the way for you..."

At some point, Zhu Yunling had already crawled out of the broken bricks and tiles in ruins. Although she was covered in mess, she was not injured. She was covered with a large area of ​​flying insects like wasps.

"Hmph~ I won't play with you anymore! The demons dance..."

"Jie! Jie! Jie! Jie..."

At this moment, the white-faced Taoist stretched out his hand and turned it over. A small banner that was as dark as ink, radiating the cold and black air suddenly appeared in his hand. For a moment, the whole world was filled with black clouds and thousands of ghosts roared.

The void seemed to be shaking, and the thick haze split the unknown of several people in the moment it spread. As Deng Fan waved the willow knife in his hand, one by one, the pale ghost hands protruding out of the haze were cut off.

The earth under my feet also turned into a black swamp with a fishy smell.

"hateful..."

Faced with the haze that covered the sky and the sun, Deng Fan could not tell the difference between the top and bottom and left for a while, and could only rely on the super spiritual consciousness given by the Eye of Origin to protect himself.

Although he knew that most of these were illusions, the white-faced Taoist must be not far from him, but being in the haze was like blinding, and he couldn't even tell where the enemy was. So what could he do if he could do it.

"Since you want to pretend to be a ghost, then I will use my strength to defeat the trick!"

Deng Fan knew that if he delayed like this, when his physical strength was exhausted or the energy of the Origin Eye was exhausted, it would be his death period.

At this critical moment of life and death, he didn't care about that for a moment. If he wanted to break the barrier, he could only completely release the fierceness of Ming Yi and Ming San, so that they could track down the living people and kill all living things with their instinct. After all, this environment could stop him, but it was impossible to confuse the zombie's senses.

As long as the white-faced Taoist can be killed, the barrier will naturally be destroyed without any attack. As for Ming Yi and Ming San to start crazy, if he doesn't distinguish between the enemy and me, Deng Fan can't control it.

In this life and death crisis, the Zhu brothers and sisters and the grandparents and grandchildren in this house could only ask for more blessings.

"Roar...roar!"

Since he had a decisive plan in his mind, Deng Fan was not an indecisive person. As the magic tricks in his hand were pinched, the corpse-suppressing talisman on Ming Yi's forehead fell off. As for Ming San, it stood upright behind him like a wooden stake, protecting his thin body in front of his chest.

......

"Break the door open for me..."

At this moment, the late Zhengjia Village was in the middle of the late Zhengjia Village, and a group of big men were smashing the Zhengjia gate.

When they just broke into the courtyard, they happened to run into Ming Yi who was killing.

"roar..."

The moment he met these big men, Ming Yi's body turned into a twisted afterimage, and a long black air was dragging behind him, and he rushed up. Between every rise and fall, one person would turn into a mummy.

"The Taoist priest saves me..."

Looking at Ming Yi's hideous face and scarlet fangs, Zhengjiazhuang was suddenly filled with fear, and a hot building surged out of his lower body, his hands and feet were not in control at all, and he stood there trembling.

"What a trouble!"

Looking at Ming Yi who was jumping repeatedly in the yard and tearing up everything in front of him, the white-faced Taoist's eyes were full of solemnity.

He was originally a disciple of an evil sect on Qingbian Mountain in Quanzhou. He fled to the remote Qianzhou area because he stole the "Six Destiny Demon True Sutra" inherited by his master. He did not expect that he could encounter aliens among these zombies in such a place.

What he practiced was the method in the Six Destiny Demon Sutra, which adopted the power of heaven and earth to strengthen his six desires, stimulated his internal organs and gave birth to a mouthful of the "Six Destiny True Qi". Although it is a demonic way, it is also a lineage of Qi Yuan Dao.

However, his cultivation level is in the second step of the sympathy of heaven and man. He has just passed the "sensation" level and reached the level of "pregnancy" and is far from the iron-armored corpse that is comparable to the second level of cultivation. If it is a head-on confrontation, it may be sucked away by the opponent in less than one round.

Fortunately, the fighting is not a competition in the realm of cultivation. The realm of cultivation cannot represent combat power. Just like the little Taoist priest full of yin energy, he has not even stepped on the threshold of cultivation, but he can rely on the iron armored corpse in his hand to force himself to such a level.

"At this point, I can only give up this treasure and quickly ripen the demon spirit."

Pulling off the red crystal from his chest, the white-faced Taoist's eyes were ferocious, his figure rose and fell, and he grabbed it. The inside of Zhengjiazhuang was drilling into the wing room on one side.

Smelling the fishy smell of the old man in his hand, a trace of disgust flashed in the white-faced Taoist's eyes. If it weren't for the help of this old man to provide him with the resources to facilitate his practice, he would have wished to slap this useless old guy to death with one palm.

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Chapter completed!