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Chapter 51 Return, two or three mysterious arts

As the sword light reached the body, a yin and yang force suddenly burst out.

The blood rain was flying around, Han Er's soul shadow appeared, and his two swords set up the starting style of "two days and the same day".

The grinding disc-shaped Yin-Yang fish deflected the sword light behind Shang Biao and pulled it into the grinding disc condensed by the Yin-Yang fish to grind.

"A little trick, break!"

Taoist Qingfeng was very disdainful of this "two-day first-class" skill. The sword light just stabbed and smashed the Yin-Yang mill. Seeing this, Han Er met without hesitation and delayed the time for Shang Biao, but only stopped it for a moment, and was broken with his two swords and crushed his soul body.

"No~Master!"

The ghost boy shouted sadly, but due to the lack of resistance from the master-servant contract, he had to follow Han Er's footsteps and blocked the sword light insignificantly for a moment.

"bring it on!"

Ghost boy, Han Er's defeat was not unexpected by Shang Biao. He didn't think that he could block the sword light of Taoist Qingfeng with just two ghosts.

The reason why the two ghosts were still attacked was to get into evil again.

Han Er is the Yang in the Ghost, and Ghost Tong is the Yin in the Ghost, both of which are closely related to Shang Biao. Therefore, the pure Yin-Yang soul power left by the two ghosts after they were dispersed is his last trump card.

Thanks to the hatred of Taoist Qingfeng for Shang Biao, Gui Tong and Han Er were completely shattered. The remaining soul power did not contain a trace of self-will and merged into Shang Biao's body without any resistance.

The phantom of the white bone demon god whose soul body soared without a trace of expression, stretched his arms, as if he was hugging the returned lover, and brought the sword light of the Qingfeng Taoist man into his arms.

"laugh!"

A sound like a hot knife inserted into butter sounded from the chest of the white bone demon god. The sword light penetrated through the soul body, and the ultimate destructive force burst out, and fine cracks spread around the sword light.

"I said that if you want to kill me, you will shatter your big teeth! Are you ready!"

"Shadowless!"

The contemptuous voice transmission from Taoist Qingfeng came from the sword light. Shang Biao did not refute anymore. The white bone demon god sang with a smile on his face.

"Super evil's imperial use, burn my remaining body, evil descends!"

As the spell ended, white flames rushed out of Shang Biao's soul body and wrapped around the sword light.

After entering the evil, all the powerful soul power was transformed into a white evil fire. The originally restrained sword light burst out with amazing destructive power, but was melted by the strange flames.

"You almost want to break my teeth."

After the initial confrontation, Taoist Qingfeng had already seen the background of the white soul fire. Although this flame transformed by burning soul power is very restrained against the soul sword and can eliminate the spirituality of the magic sword, it is not enough to be fatal to him.

"So, my goal is not you!"

Shang Biao's evil voice echoed in the hall. The next moment, a hair slap appeared out of thin air and flew to Man Jiu who was close to him.

"You're so brave!"

"Corpsy exploded!"

Although Man Jiu's life and death were not taken seriously by Taoist Qingfeng, if Shang Biao killed Man Jiu in front of him, he would undoubtedly slap him hard.

Therefore, Taoist Qingfeng would rather let the white bone fire go further than to divide a sword light to stop the hair slaughter.

Man Jiu reacted the moment Mao Zombie appeared. The dragon's body twisted and wanted to escape, but was penetrated by a corpse pill.

A trace of sword light followed the corpse pill and entered Man Jiu's body, and the next moment, a strong corpse energy burst out.

The huge dragon head of Man Jiu flipped and fell in front of Ao Gui, with his dragon eyes wide open, still showing an incredible gaze.

"Bang"

Ao Gui stomped Man Jiu's dragon head with one foot, waved his hand to summon a stream of water, absorbing the gloomy corpse energy.

"Goodbye!"

The stiff voice of Taoist Qingfeng floated out as the corpse energy dissipated, and then the embarrassed figure rushed out of the Dragon Palace Hall.

"Haha, this old man suffered a great loss. Not only did he break his mouth, but he was afraid that half of his life would be burned."

Ao Gui said gloatingly, and was also a little surprised that Shang Biao, the cheap brother-in-law, could do this.

"Your Highness, it's not just the old Taoist who suffered a loss. He is now seriously injured, his natal magic sword is filthy, and his soul is severely damaged. Whether he can use the "Qingfeng Sword" in the future is a two-word statement. Two things that promise us..."

"No one dares to owe my dragon clan's debts to pay them back. But does the third sister's husband have a choice?"

"Of course, what does Your Highness think of a human with the blood of the Ba Snake?"

"You old guy, I'm afraid you have received a lot of benefits!"

"Just a demon pill from the same clan of the old minister, that man is a tactful person."

Prime Minister Octopus replied with a smile. The original agreement with that man was to help him win the winner Li Daitaozun. Now that he has saved the trouble in the future, he may have to add another sum.

......

Heavenly Court, the first level of the Divine Prison.

In the dark prison, Shang Biao sat cross-legged and a big black dog was holding a leg bone, slowly sucking out the bone marrow inside.

"Xiaotian Dog, is there a conclusion about my matter?"

At the moment when the evil spirit returned, Shang Biao opened his closed eyes and asked the big black dog in front of him.

"What's the matter? You're still from the mortal world. How could the immortal officials make decisions so quickly?"

The big black dog is a dog-haired clone of the famous Xiaotian dog. Shang Biao was taken to the Heaven Court and threw it into this divine prison, waiting for trial.

The dog-haired clone of Xiaotian Dog is the head of the divine prison. Even if the monster becomes an immortal, it is irresistible to resist food. Under Shang Biao's food strategy, he successfully got involved with this dog-haired.

"Boy, I just took out one more roast chicken. The elbow tasted pretty good, but it was a bit greasy."

"Some roast chicken are there. Do you pay the promised reward?"

"You humans are interesting. Even if a few immortals save you a little life, you may have to stay in this divine prison for a long time in the future. Even if you tell you how to practice the martial arts, you will not be able to practice this place."

"You won't worry about this. By the way, as the spiritual pet of the judicial god, you are quite knowledgeable and have only used the "two and three mysterious skills" to fool me."

"Boy, please be content. Do you want to exchange my master's "Eight and Nine Profound Art" for just using some mortal meat?

This is a martial art that my master has specially improved for human cultivation in order to enter the Taoist tradition of the Meishan brothers. I am afraid that you can't even understand this introductory technique. If you really think that magical power is Dabaicai, can anyone learn it!"

Xiaotian Dog looked at Shang Biao with disgust, put aside the bone rod in his hand, and swung a demonic force into his mind.

"The plot character Xiaotian Dog teaches you the 'two and three mysterious skills'. Will it be transformed into a general skill?"

"The main task is completed, the countdown to return begins, ten, nine, eight..."

"There are other actors, they are really hidden enough."
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