Zhang Ruochen stretched out his left hand, caught the fallen little Taoist, and stared at the front with sharp eyes.

"Crash."

Under the ground, a giant formed of blood and soil crawled out, holding a giant hammer in front of Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen observed carefully and said, "There are still some remaining spiritual will in this abandoned manor. This clay man is their spiritual will condensed and guarding this place, wanting to stop us from breaking in."

The Taoist Zhenmiao was not injured. After falling to the ground, he said, "Blocking people's way of wealth is like killing parents. I have to settle the five elements here, just some residual thoughts, just break them."

The Zhenmiao Taoist emitting dazzling purple holy light all over his body, turning into a purple stream of light and rushing towards the blood-earth giant. A small handprint condensed and hit the blood-earth giant's eyebrows. The air was torn apart, making a "rumbling" sound.

Tens of thousands of rules of the palm path gather together with the handprints.

"roar!"

The blood-earth giant roared, waved the hammer in his hand, and hit the Zhenmiao Taoist, blew a scarlet wind.

"Bang."

The sledgehammer in its hand collided with the palm print of the Zhenmiao Xiaodaoist, and it was instantly penetrated and turned into pieces of blood and earth.

The head of the blood-earth giant was also penetrated by the palm prints of the Zhenmiao Taoist, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

After the Taoist Zhenmiao landed on the ground, he straightened his back and gently stroked his long beard, and said proudly: "It's so wonderful, it's so wonderful, it's so vulnerable."

"The aura emitted by the Blood Earth Giant is quite powerful. How could he be defeated by the attack of the Zhenmiao Taoist?"
Chapter completed!