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The Tianyou Zhenjun Talisman used by the Thousand-Faced Monk is an extremely rare top-grade immortal Talisman. This Talisman is the "Tianyou Zhenjun Curse" created by Tianyou Zhenjun in the "Four Saints of the North Pole". 1kanshu

The so-called Four Saints of the North Pole are the guardian gods of heaven, with a higher status than the star generals and second only to the four great masters.

It is worth mentioning that the four saints in the North Pole of Heaven are: Tianpeng Zhenjun, Tianyou Zhenjun, Yisheng Zhenjun, and Yousheng Zhenjun.

True Lord Tianyou ranks second among the four saints, with a high position and a high power, and his cultivation reaches the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal, and his strength is strong.

The monk who casts the Tianyou True Lord's curse can summon the "Tianhe Divine Soldier" to possess the spirit, causing the monk's physical ability to soar and gain extremely strong combat power and defense ability in a short period of time.

Of course, the Tianyou True Lord Mantra, which uses the immortal talisman as the carrier, is much worse than the real Tianyou True Lord Mantra, but for the Tianye monk, the effect is surprisingly great.

Relying on the possession of the spirit body of the Tianhe Divine Soldier, the Thousand-Faced Monk's ability skyrocketed and almost ignored Long Batian's attack.

Long Batian was still relentless and frantically used magical powers to attack the Thousand-Faced Demon Monk, and even roared provocatively: "Thousand-Faced Old Bald Donkey, if you have the ability, don't run away. Come and decide the victory with me!"

Anger erupted from the heart of the Thousand-Faced Monk, and roared: "Long Batian, you are just such a useless person and want to deal with this monk. I advise you to save money. This monk is too lazy to see you like you, otherwise you will be killed just now!"

"I'm so arrogant, old bald donkey, don't think I don't know how much you have. If you have the guts, come and kill me!" Long Batian sneered and continued to shout.

"Do you think I dare not?"

The Thousand-faced Monk's face turned pale. He finally couldn't bear it by Long Batian's shouting. He raised the heavenly soldier spear in his hand and aimed it at Long Batian below. His eyes were full of murderous intent: "If you don't want toast, you will be punished for wine! Long Batian, don't forget that you are the first to take action. Don't blame me for being ruthless now!"

It is better to die for a fool like Long Batian, and it will save him trouble.

"call out!"

In an instant, the Thousand-Faced Monk shot out the heavenly soldier spear in his hand.

This heavenly weapon spear is not a physical body, but an energy body formed by countless golden light threads.

Even if it is not a physical object, this heavenly soldier spear contains extremely powerful power. The tip of the spear releases extremely golden light and terrifying spiritual pressure, which makes people feel terrified!

The heavenly soldier spear flew down with a dazzling golden light, throwing out a long golden tail, and hitting Long Batian below with a shaking force.

Long Batian's hair was standing up all over his body. No matter how impulsive he was, he could have a premonition that the power of this attack must be so great that it was unimaginable!

Long Batian turned his hand and sacrificed a golden round shield, but he still had no idea. His eyes quickly locked Shen Lang below and said in a voice: "Fellow Daoist Shen Lang, please help Long with one arm to block this attack together!"

Shen Lang pretended not to hear it, deliberately slowed down his pace and kept a distance from Long Batian. He did not want to get involved in the battle between Long Batian and the Thousand-faced Monk.

Seeing that Shen Lang was indifferent and had no intention of helping him, Long Batian became angry and could only save himself.

"The eighth-level celestial immortal art, the angry bloody dragon!"

Long Batian let out a shocking roar, layers of blood came out of his body, and huge waves of air surged around his body, and the momentum surged!

In the bath of blood, his body swelled up, and a large number of blood-colored scales appeared all over his body. Two black dragon horns suddenly emerged from his forehead, and his head turned into an evil dragon's head...

In an instant, Long Batian turned into a half-human and half-dragon form, with layers of blood qi emitting all over his body.

Long Batian's original body is a true supernatural species, and a trace of blood power of the ancient witch beast "Diyuan Blood Dragon" is circulated in his body.

In the crisis, he can use the "Raging Blood Mad Dragon" magical power by burning his natal essence and blood, so that his own power defense and even speed will surge to five or six times the original.

Seeing the heavenly soldiers' spears flying towards him, Long Batian turned into a half-dragon form, roaring up his head, and a blood-colored ball of light condensed in the center of the black dragon horn above his head, containing indescribable destructive energy.

"Bang!"

After the blood-colored light ball expanded to a certain level, it flew out violently and hit the Heavenly Soldier Spear with lightning speed.

"Bang!!!"

The blood-colored light ball hit the heavenly soldiers' spear and exploded directly, causing a roar that shook the sky and the earth. The blood light in the sky illuminated the entire mountain belly, and the terrifying energy hit the surroundings.

When I saw the three immortal cultivators including the Sun and Moon Ancestor, I did not forget to open the defensive barrier to resist the impact of this explosive energy.

Shen Lang also used the rune shield condensed from the Nine-Turn Magic Seal to withstand the impact of the blood light.

After one blow, Long Batian's magical powers dissolved most of the power of the Heavenly Soldier Spear, but he still failed to completely resist the spear and was hit by the Heavenly Soldier Spear.

"Puff!"

The heavenly soldier spear penetrated deeply into Long Batian's right shoulder, and blood shot out like a fountain. A large number of golden light threads surged from the tip of the spear and twisted Long Batian's right shoulder into a ferocious and terrifying blood hole.

Unfortunately, the energy of the Heavenly Soldier Spear was limited. After hitting Long Batian's right shoulder, the body turned into nothingness and failed to further damage Long Batian.

"Oh shit!"

The thousand-faced demon monk above cursed inwardly, his face extremely gloomy.

He saw that Long Batian used the secret technique of self-destruction to block the attack of the Heavenly Soldier Spear.

If the military spear has been shot out today, the Thousand-Faced Monk Monk did not have a more effective long-range attack. In addition, the secret technique used by Long Batian himself has not disappeared, the Thousand-Faced Monk could only suppress the murderous intent in his heart and turn around and walk above the Tianchi Holy Mountain.

He can no longer waste time dealing with the idiot Long Batian. The effect of the Tianyou True Lord mantra is limited, and he must reach the top of the mountain before the energy of the mantra disappears, otherwise everything will fail.

Anyway, Long Batian has suffered a severe injury and can't cause any storm, so the Thousand-faced Monk is too lazy to care about him.

The Thousand-Faced Monk accelerated again, crossing the steps as quickly as possible, and shook away the three immortal cultivators including the Sun and Moon Ancestor behind, hoping to use the power of the spell to rush to the top of the mountain in one breath.

"Damn it!"

Long Batian saw that the thousand-faced demon monk was gradually moving away and had already left his attack range. He couldn't help but curse, and smoked in his seven orifices, and his left fist was harshly hitting the ground.

Just then, Shen Lang caught up with Long Batian and was about to pass by him.

Long Batian, who was in a irritable mood, blocked Shen Lang's way with his huge half-dragon body, and said with a bad expression: "Slow down, I didn't say I'll let you pass!"

"Fellow Daoist Long, what do you mean?" Shen Lang's face darkened slightly.

Long Batian said with a grim face: "My surname is Chen, do you have the nerve to ask me what I mean? I just asked for something, why don't you help me?"

Shen Lang shrugged and said, "The grudge between you and fellow Taoist Thousand Faces has nothing to do with me, so Chen is unwilling to get involved."
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