One person is the ancestor of all Dharmas

Chapter 78 The Second Innate Law
"Yan—"

Molong dances, rises, falls, rises again, falls again.

Countless talismans were blasted out in an instant, and precious talismans from various sects and sects were thrown out like beans in Lu Jin's hands.

Under such indiscriminate bombardment, Mo Long had already collapsed.

Eight Miraculous Skills, Tongtianlu.

There is no need to set up an altar to perform, and to make various talismans out of thin air. This method is exactly the ultimate pursuit of talismans.

However, at this moment, Mo Long was about to be destroyed, and it wasn't Huang Sheng who felt the most distressed, but Wang Ping.

That pair of calligraphy was given to me by the old man at the bottom of the box.

It's too bad luck to take it out and use it once, but to be snatched away by volley and even crippled.

But at this moment, rather than being distressed, what is more puzzling is why the other party can master his magic painting technique, and even after controlling the technique, he can't regain his mastery.

This only shows one thing, the other party's mastery over Shentu is greater than his own.

But how is this possible.

Huang Sheng figured out Lu Jin's way, this old guy has no intention of fighting for a long time now, the group of little guys who were injured by him before can't wait too long.

If it wasn't for this group of people joining the battlefield again, maybe he really led them away.

Gong Qing is really good at calculating.

He was sure that these people could hold him back, but Lu Jin couldn't take these people away, so he was also held back, which really caused him a lot of trouble.

But now, Lu Jin realizes that if he can't escape, he really wants to do something.

If the delay continues, those who were injured at the scene may really be in danger of their lives, and Lu Jin, who is the top ten at the scene, cannot ignore them.

The white qi began to condense.

I saw that qi was affecting his body, and his body was also adapting to the changes of qi, the color of his skin became lighter, and his whole person became somewhat illusory.

But the existence of this person has become more real, more conspicuous, and has become a point that cannot be ignored.

Trinity door, reverse life triple.

At this moment, Taoist Master Rongshan, who had been relieved, gathered the golden light again, gritted his teeth and continued to charge forward.

The golden light transformed into a huge palm.

Huang Sheng waved his sleeves, and once again condensed his spells to fight back.

From the word, Bolide.

However, before the meteors spilled out, they were blocked by a water curtain, and all of them were stopped.

Zhuge Qing approached again and made a tactic with his fingertips.

Twelve flying knives rained down again, the attack was fierce, Jia Zhengliang was the first to attack, and pressed on every step of the way.

However, Feng Shayan and Feng Xingtong chose to treat the wounded at this time, and brought everyone who had fallen into the battle zone to Feng Xingtong for treatment.

Detaining spirits.

Black qi flowed from Feng Xingtong's fingertips, his spirit possessed him, and his pupils became pitch black. Using qi as a needle barely stopped the injuries of several people.

But after all, it is only a temporary emergency, and it still needs to be transferred for further treatment.

After Lu Jin opened the Reverse Life Triple Layer, the pressure on Huang Sheng's side increased sharply, and a ten-man with full firepower should not be underestimated.

It would be even more dangerous if it wasn't for that ink dragon blocking him from facing him directly.

But even so, Mo Long couldn't take it anymore.

Rumble!
The method of combining the heavenly talisman and the book - the quadruple thunder talisman!
"Yan—" Mo Long writhed, his body smashed by the Thunder Talisman, and his blood flowed down like ink.

The mighty soaring dragon has become embarrassed, deformed and ugly, and has lost its true meaning. This calligraphy has been destroyed.

Wang Ping felt heartbroken, but the second calligraphy in his hand was already ready.

This time it won't be taken away by the other party.

God painted, true.

A large river slowly flows out of the picture scroll, suspended out of thin air, the billowing black river flows endlessly, covering the space between heaven and earth.

Huang Sheng noticed the crisis hidden in this big river, and at the same time, Mo Long was broken, and he and Lu Jin were no longer separated.

Until this time, the person I wanted to wait for still didn't show up.

Is it only up to this point?

Sure enough, they are all old foxes, they are really calm enough, but since this is the case, then I can only take one step at a time.

Solve the current predicament first, otherwise it is really impossible to play.

Lu Zhong still didn't make a move, but he already had the means of Minghunju in his palm, and he didn't dare to use Ruyijin when the situation was unknown.

Minghunshu's attack is aimed at the soul, as long as you seize the right opportunity to attack, you don't believe that the opponent can withstand it.

In addition, the few people who were involved in the previous attack but were not seriously injured also began to look for opportunities to join the battlefield again.

They realized that this opponent was not easy, and avoided being captured in close combat as hostages, and began to choose to attack from a distance.

At this time, Lu Jin was the only one rushing forward without hesitation at the forefront.

"call--"

Lu Jin's face changed, and he saw that the sloppy Taoist in front of him exhaled a puff of turbid air, and the turbid air rose up, drowning the other person's whole body.

Then the turbid air seemed to have life and began to roll, flow, and spread towards the surroundings.

Wang Ping snorted coldly, and manipulated the big black water river to smash into it, hoping to find out the truth of the other party.

It looks gimmicky, but it must be a scare trick.

However, in the next instant, the great river melted.

Without the slightest warning.

Disappeared out of thin air.

Wang Ping was taken aback for a moment, and the alarm bell rang in his heart, but he froze in place and did not move.

The people on the side didn't notice Wang Ping's change, they still tried to test the other party's reality by their own means.

I don't know why, but when I see this turbid fog, I always feel a little uncomfortable.

But this strangeness seems hard to describe.

"Huh..." Zhuge Qing frowned slightly, and he, who originally wanted to use magic techniques to probe, also noticed something strange.

The warlock's instinct of seeking good luck and avoiding evil made him give up this idea.

There is only one word left in my mind.

escape!
woohoo-

The turbid air began to stop spreading, and now it has become a large-scale small hill. No one dares to step into this field, and they have already sensed the danger out of instinct.

Including Lu Jin too.

Out of instinct, he gave up the idea of ​​using talismans to test.

The pool of stagnant water suddenly began to change, began to gather toward the middle, flowed backwards, and then slowly arched, forming a pile of qi balls two or three meters high.

Then there were changes on the three sides of the qi group, and a human-like face was outlined bit by bit.

A baby with a round face.

A big bearded man.

A withered old man.

The baby's face began to distort, his brows furrowed and he began to cry sharply, the big man's face opened wide with anger, and he opened his mouth to growl angrily, while the old man's brows raised, and he began to smile sinisterly.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey -

Three sharp voices penetrated everyone's eardrums, and the first one to be affected was Lu Jin who was the closest.

The group of turbid Qi continued to divide and turned into three separate heads, and Huang Sheng among them also reappeared.

The fingertips are entangled with qi, freely manipulating the three ghost faces.

My second innate method finally bears fruit at this moment.

Innate, turn into a curse.

(End of this chapter)