Bai Fengjiu directly ignored the old man's resentment and looked at the bottles and jars placed on the ritual platform.

There were forty-eight bowls placed one by one, with red liquid in the bowls, and Bai Fengjiu shook her nose, which smelled bloody.

"I see!"

Combined with Zhao Chongyang lying on the magic platform and the surrounding talisman paper formations, Bai Fengjiu immediately understood that there was no evil at all, and all this was just a conspiracy.

The soul possessed by this dead corpse is the evil cultivator who controlled the iron corpse and wanted to harm Jin Wushuang, but when he met Bai Fengjiu, he destroyed his body by using the Shenxiao Thunder Technique.

However, Bai Fengjiu did not expect that he had avoided the thunder tribulation, and a wisp of residual soul fled and possessed himself on the dead body.

Although he was not scattered, this was not a long-term solution. He also used the resentful evil spirits in Wang Tianliang's body to collect the essence and blood of forty-eight people, and kidnap the pure Yang body Zhao Chongyang, intending to take over the body and rebirth.

The evil cultivator smiled and said, "Isn't it a surprise that I was so scared that I didn't beat me up at that time?"

"Not surprising." Bai Fengjiu said lightly.

The Shenxiao Thunder Technique was lost in modern times. Although it is quite powerful, it is not the most powerful. If it is operated properly before being struck by lightning, many monks can escape.

"Pretending!"

The evil cultivator snorted coldly and said proudly: "In the Dharma-Ending Age, there are very few people who can leave their bodies, and there are very few who can take over the body. Everyone in the world wants to live forever. If you know Taoism, you must be very interested in Taoism that can be reborn, right?"

Bai Fengjiu shook her head: "No interest at all."

He has long been able to obtain the immortal true body and cannot be interested in immortality.

Bai Fengjiu looked indifferent, making the evil cultivator feel like he was hitting the air with a punch, without any effort.

He didn't seem to be in a hurry to take over the body. Maybe he had no one talked to him for a long time, or wanted to show his skills in front of Bai Fengjiu, his enemy, and told him what happened.

The evil cultivator is like a rat crossing the street. In China, everyone is beating him. His master was killed by the joint efforts of those famous and upright sects.

In order not to follow in the master's footsteps, he set up several ways for himself, and this two-soul integration is just one of them.

In fact, the resentful evil that was attached to Wang Tianliang's body was not a true combination of two souls, but rather he used evil magic to refine one of his ribs, combine with the resentful evil corpse, and then sealed it in the jade.

The evil spirit possessed Wang Tianliang, absorbed the yang energy in his body, and then nourished his ribs. If one day he was killed by the enemy and his soul fled, he would pass through the ribs and temporarily attach to the victims. This is also the reason why Wang Tianliang got sick that night.

However, he never expected that Wang Jiwen actually found three masters from the Exorcist World. After a fight, the evil cultivator knew that he was defeated. After taking the opportunity to escape, he possessed the old man who had been dead for half a year.

The evil cultivator knew that the three exorcist masters must have searched for Wang Tianliang. In order not to destroy his plan to seize the body, the evil cultivator drove Wang Tianliang to suck the essence and blood of forty-eight people, and then kidnapped the pure Yang body Zhao Chongyang, creating the illusion that a hundred souls became demons, while he hid here to seize the body.

After all the calculations, Bai Fengjiu saw through his plan and even found it.

However, the evil cultivator was not worried. In order to seize the pure Yang body, he had already made complete arrangements and brought out all his family's assets.

The evil cultivator suddenly said viciously: "Since you have seen through it, don't think about leaving alive. However, before you die, you can see the magic of taking over the body, which is shocking and crying ghosts and gods, so you can rest in peace!"

After saying that, the evil cultivator grabbed a handful of paper money from the magic platform and threw it into the air, then picked up the copper bell and shook it quickly.

"The evil of the Netherworld, all the corpses obey the orders, get up!"

As the words came to the ground, rustling sounds came from all around, and the shadows in the dense forest surrounded Bai Fengjiu in the middle.

Bai Fengjiu looked around and found that there were thirty zombies, half of which were black-haired iron corpses and green-haired copper corpses, including several white-haired silver corpses.

"Is the corpse sea tactic? It's really a lot of money!" Bai Fengjiu exclaimed.

The evil cultivator grinned and said, "Are you scared? I know that you have great martial arts cultivation, but even if you are the peak strength of a martial arts master, you will be torn to pieces when you encounter me, a zombie army! Boy, you have fun with them, and I won't be with you. Today next year, I will burn paper money for you!"

With a command, the corpses roared, shook their nails as sharp as sharp as swords, and rushed over.

Facing the group of corpses, Bai Fengjiu's faces remained unchanged, her feet moved slightly, and her figure disappeared blurredly.

"die!"

Bai Fengjiu appeared again, already outside the circle, and he raised his arm and punched him.

"Boom!"

A sound exploded, and the waves of energy echoed, and the iron fist was destroyed and destroyed.

The smoke and dust disappeared, and all the iron corpses, copper corpses, and silver corpses turned into ashes.

Opposite Bai Fengjiu, everything on the surface turned into powder, and it seemed like it was air strikes within a hundred steps, and it was silent.

"How is that possible!"

The evil cultivator's heart was shocked, as if he was knocked by an iron hammer, as if he was stunned.

He could not believe the scene in front of him. Why did this young man release such powerful power? This is the energy that only the legendary martial arts king can release.

"You...who are you!" Because of fear, the evil cultivator has become stuttering.

Bai Fengjiu turned her head, her eyes still as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

"Me? I'm the one you can't afford to offend!"

The figure was blurred. When it appeared again, Bai Fengjiu had already pinched the evil cultivator's throat.

The tiger's mouth tightened, and with a crisp sound, the body that had been dead for half a year was pinched to death by Bai Fengjiu again.

A translucent soul struggled out of the corpse's corpse's stern, and Bai Fengjiu sneered: "Do you still want to run away?"

After letting him run once, Bai Fengjiu would never let him run again.

"Spiritual restraint!"

Bai Fengjiu pinched the magic trick with his hands, and a powerful suction force came, and his soul was instantly stripped from the corpse and turned into a white bead.

Among the white beads, a miniature white-haired old man struggled in horror.

"No! Please let me go!"

The evil cultivator's soul begged in the beads. Bai Fengjiu ignored it and opened her mouth to inhale. The white bead instantly sucked into her mouth.

A blue light flashed in Bai Fengjiu's eyes, and then she breathed a turbid breath.

"The essence of three hundred years of cultivation is slightly more supplemented than the yellow-skinned spirit last time."

Bai Fengjiu smashed her mouth with a look of reminiscence on her face.

Three hundred years of cultivation have only improved Bai Fengjiu's cultivation a little, and it is still a long way from breaking through the 99,832nd level of the Qi training stage.

Bai Fengjiu sighed and murmured: "If this continues, when will we break through the 100,000-level Qi training period?"

Depressed for a moment, Bai Fengjiu is immortal, and he has time to improve his cultivation.

Walking onto the platform, Bai Fengjiu reached out to check Zhao Chongyang, breathing well, his vital signs were stable, but he just fell asleep.

He picked up Zhao Chongyang and a stone rolled to the ground, which was the true body of resentment that was stolen.

Bai Fengjiu raised her foot and stepped on it, and the jade instantly turned into powder.

"I wonder if Li Daoran has subdued that little Thousand Soul Demon?"

Bai Fengjiu looked up and murmured to Wanshouguan on the top of the mountain.

If Li Daoran heard Bai Fengjiu say that Qianhunye was small, he would definitely vomit three liters of blood because the little Qianhunye in Bai Fengjiu's mouth caused him to suffer a lot.

Li Daoran thought he was willing to sacrifice himself for his life. With the power of the ancestor possessed, he could destroy the Thousand Soul Evil in one fell swoop, but he was wrong.

With a cup of tea, the battle with Qianhunsha for 300 rounds was not decided by both sides. Moreover, Qianhunsha became more and more brave as he fought with the earth's yin energy, but Li Daoran could not hold on any longer.

The courtyard of Wanshou Temple has been destroyed by them as if it were the ruins of the doomsday.

All the blue bricks on the ground were broken into powder, the mountain gate collapsed, and ruins were broken.

Li Daoran was panting like a cow. He was caught by Qianhunye and his body was completely exhausted, and his clothes were torn to pieces, like a beggar.

"roar!"

Qianhunsha reached out to point at the deep well, and in the blink of an eye he absorbed the earth's yin energy, instantly he became a hundred times more energetic, his eyes were as red as two balls of fire.

Thousand Souls are supported by the earthly yin energy, and it can supplement and continue to fight without limit.

Li Daoran bit his back teeth, and the earth's yin energy was closed for three hours. At that time, the Thousand Soul Evil will not be replenished continuously, so he can only destroy the Thousand Soul Evil with the power given by the ancestor.

However, there is not much time left for Li Daoran, so there is also a time limit to ask the ancestor to come down to earth. At this moment, Li Daoran has already shown signs of exhaustion.

"It seems that Master Dao can't escape and die today!"

Thinking of this, Li Daoran felt relieved.

Since both sides and vertically die, then there is no scruples.

He glanced at the distance. It was the backyard where the Taoists of Wanshou Temple were resting. They were alarmed when they were fighting with Qianhunsha.

The two of them fought to the earth and the earth, and scared away the Taoist priests. At this moment, there was no living person on the mountain except them.

No, there were unconscious Wang Jiwen and Wang Yutong's uncle and nephew next to him.

However, Li Daoran could not take so much into consideration. It was not that he didn’t care about any commission, but that Qianhunsha must not leave Wanshou Mountain alive.

If Thousand Soul Evils escape, it will definitely lead to the death of hundreds of thousands of people. Compared with the lives of a few of them, Li Daoran knew in his heart.

Thinking of this, Li Daoran put on a strange position, the wind blew on the ground, and the dust on the ground rotated with the airflow.

The airflow became more and more fierce and more urgent, and Li Daoran swelled several times in his blink of an eye.

Qianhun Demon took a step back, and it instinctively felt the crisis of life and death.

"Today, Master Dao will use the Yang Explosion Technique to die with you, your injustice!"

The Yang Explosion Technique is a secret technique that Li Daoran’s sect does not pass on. It attracts the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body, and then uses the true energy in its body to ignite it. The power of the explosion is enough to level the radius of hundreds of miles.

However, in the Dharma-Ending Age, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was exhausted, and Li Daoran could only ignite a pitiful trace of true energy in his body, but it was enough to destroy this mountain and eliminate the Thousand Soul Evil.

"Suffer to die!"

Li Daoran looked decisive and roared and was about to explode.

Just at the moment of life and death, Qianhunsha suddenly wailed and fell to the ground.

The emergencies made Li Daoran stunned. Just as he was hesitating, the Thousand Soul Demons on the ground began to release black yin energy, and the black air filled with blinking like smog covering the sky and the moon.

The mountain wind blew, the black air dissipated, and Wang Tianliang on the ground returned to his original appearance.
Chapter completed!