Please do magic!

Everyone was inspiration.

Zhimeng asked for the magic to be perfect, and this is not inferior to his practice.

Moreover, what he invited was the gods worshipped in the Taoist temple.

I just don't know if I can ask for it.

After all, the worship is worshipped in the Three Pure Ones, and is a great immortal like Emperor Zhenwu.

“Wow~”

The talisman paper suddenly ignited, and Zhimeng opened his mouth and swallowed the talisman ashes into his mouth.

When Jiang Mingyi and Qu Shiping met, their eyes widened.

There are two types of magical techniques for asking for help. One is to use talismans as pull-ups, and ask for divine power to enter.

The second is Zhimeng’s approach at this moment.

He swallowed the talisman ashes directly and introduced divine power into himself.

The first type is the safest, while the second type is relatively more dangerous than several times.

Because you don’t know what kind of gods you will invite, and you will not be able to practice Taoism to a certain extent. If you use the magical art of inviting, it will easily attract dirty things.

Although only a part of the divine power was invited, this was enough to invite the divine one to drink a pot.

"Bang!"

Zhimeng slapped the wooden sword with her palm, and both of them took a few steps back.

Zhimeng, who was not as good as Jingtong, now has the ability to compete with Jingtong.

Chen Yang looked at Zhenren Jingtong. If he also used Taoism, how could he have done this dream?

Even if you have not used the Taoist Dharma, Jingtong Zhenren is still not fast or slow.

No matter how tricky and ruthless Zhimeng's fists and feet are, he cannot break the wooden sword of Jingtong Zhenren.

Zhimeng is less and less patient. If this continues, he will definitely lose.

The situation that was finally tied by Li Zhenghua cannot fall further.

"Swish!"

Zhimeng punched the wooden sword and took advantage of the situation to take a step back. Two talismans floated out of their hands and threw them directly towards Jingtong.

The talisman took off his hand and turned into two fireballs, burning wildly, and the air was distorted.

Jingtong picks the left and right swords, moves exquisitely, and easily avoids it.

"The Shangqing Law and Order, the Thunder will lead to the rapid and thunder!"

Zhimeng suddenly threw out a talisman, raised his right hand high, falling from the sky, and two small thunder arcs fell at will.

He slashed straight towards Jingtong's left and right shoulders.

Shangqing treasure, thunder talisman.

It wasn't over yet. Zhimeng's many talismans were shocking. He saw his hands constantly throwing out, and the talismans were constantly coming out.

Everyone was shocked to see it.

Even the two people from Maoshan Taoist Court were a little stunned.

Damn, is the talisman worthless?

Spirit Snake Talisman.

Spiritual Fire Talisman.

Earth and stone charms...

He threw out the talismans of different colors like flowing water.

Jiang Ming and the other ones felt so painful to see.

The cost of talismans is not low.

A talisman, the cheapest one, can cost 1,000 yuan according to the cost price.

Where is the talisman that is thrown out? It is simply burning money.

In the blink of an eye, more than thirty talismans were thrown out, and Zhimeng didn't care at all.

He asked God to be there, which was enough to support him in displaying these talismans.

Yu Jingzhou's face was pitch black: "It's so shameless."

Chen Yang's mouth twitched: "It's really shameless."

It is really hard to imagine that this is an action that the abbot of the Taoist temple can do.

People are competing for years of practice, while you are playing krypton gold games.

If you can't even beat krypton gold, it's really embarrassing.

"snort."

Zhenren Jingtong suddenly groaned, and it turned out that he was hit on the back by a thunder arc drawn by a thunder talisman.

He staggered and fell two steps.

Zhimeng found an opportunity, and a magical talisman slapped on his thigh, walked around behind Jingtong, and threw out three or five more talismans.

Rocks falling, fire, ice ridges...

Jingtong seems to have experienced the four seasons of the world in an instant.

The Taoist uniforms on his body were ragged in many places, and they were in a very embarrassing situation.

But his face was still calm, just as he saw the wooden sword in his hand constantly picking out these talismans with extremely accurate accuracy, and at the same time, his left hand was also changing hand seals, and a spell was chanted in his mouth.

"Rare the wind!"

After chanting the last word of the mantra, he suddenly shouted lightly.

The wooden sword in his hand was used as a guide, and with a slight urging, the surrounding fire and lightning fell, and it was instantly blown away by a hurricane.

Zhimeng held several talismans in his hand, stood at the upper eavesdropping point, and said, "Jingtong Zhenren, it's meaningless to continue fighting like this. It's better for you and I to stop and let the juniors compete for the top and bottom. How about it?"

Silent and silent.

After thinking for a few seconds, nodded and said, "Yes."

It's really meaningless to continue like this.

Zhimeng, who is above God, may not be able to defeat him, but it is also difficult for him to defeat Zhimeng.

And his talismans were used all the time as if they were not worth money.

The final result is likely to be a loss-making loss.

It's okay to give it to the disciples.

The Guigu Cave in the future will eventually be passed on, and they also need to bear some pressure on Guigu Cave.

When Zhenren Jingtong came down, Chen Yang saw that his old face turned slightly white, which was a sign of losing strength.

"I'm old." Jingtong shook her head with a remorse.

"Master, leave it to me."

Fa Chu said.

"careful."

Fa Chu nodded, got up and walked towards the field.

The fight just now really made everyone speechless.

Even the people from the Five Immortals Temple and the Taihe Palace felt that Zhimeng was too shameless.

It's just that no one will say it.

Just hold it down, what is the face?

If you really want shame, you won’t be able to seize Guigu Cave.

"Who will?"

Fa Chu didn't even report his name, and he felt that these people were not worthy.

"I'll do it!"

The person who spoke was a disciple of the Five Immortals Temple. He stood up from Chengxing, carrying a sword in his hand, and walked over with a rather angry look.

Fa Chu grabbed the sword blood-stained sword, ten meters away from him.

The Taoist priest called the house loudly, but Fa Chu did not remember his name.

The Taoist priest rushed over quickly. Chen Yang only looked at his footwork and knew that Fa Chu had won steadily.
To be continued...