fifth form

Chapter 239
"Good sword!"

Venerable Daode holds a seven-feather fan. When he fanned the seven-feather fan, Dao Dao's charm dissipated, and the magnificent aura permeated the whole body, making it difficult for the Yin Qi of the formation to invade.

Compared with other venerables, the venerable morals did not move an inch in the formation after protecting himself.

Spells are means, and arrays are naturally means.

With the same method, it is impossible to prevent Hong from using it hard.

This is the reason why Daojun allowed Hong Ku to challenge the position of the venerable once he stepped into the formation.

One side, Hong Ku, has the geographical advantage, while the four venerables have the numerical advantage. In this competition, the balance of victory and defeat is not completely in favor of one side.

Venerable Daode is also good at formations. If he goes to his Daode Palace, he can let Hongku experience a more powerful formation.

Just because he understood the formation, the moral venerable did not move a single step.

He can accurately orient himself without moving, and once he has the positioning reference of the five ghosts, this formation will be difficult to hinder him.

He talked a lot with Venerable Sanxiao, and he knew very well that Venerable Sanxiao had a great probability of defeating the five ghosts guarding the formation.

Even if one side can be eradicated, the moral venerable can understand the operation of this formation.

The flickering of three sword lights and the sound of Yinxie's screams sounded, and Venerable Morality couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

He glanced away, and then began to move his feet.

As long as you know the law of the five ghosts' blowing winds, the moral venerable can safely avoid this kind of evil wind that confuses the mind and invades the body, and finally steps out of this formation.

He stretched out his hand and pinched his fingers, moving his steps three times.

Every time he stomped and landed, the Venerable Moral nodded slightly.

The law of the operation of the formation is exactly the same as he calculated.

If you want to guide the power of the formation, you must follow the law of the operation of the formation. This is not a change that Hong Ku can make at will, and Hong Ku can't modify the law of a formation.

As a variant of the formation of five tigers and sheep, although the power of the Yinfeng sword formation of five ghosts is different, the rules are the same as those of the formation of five tigers and sheep.

He is the sheep in the formation, but as long as he finds the right way, he can avoid the killing tiger.

After taking a few steps, Venerable Daode's eyes lit up, and he had already seen the eaves of Hongku Bieyuan.

Under the eaves, pieces of spiritual tablets were constantly turned over, creating waves of turbulent wind and waves.

On the side of the front wing, a string of bells kept ringing, making an annoying sound.

"The source is..."

"My lord, my dear!"

The Venerable Daode shook his seven feather fans, and seven feathers of different colors spread out, and flames rose from each feather.

He opened the fan towards the front wing, and the flames on the feathers immediately left the fan, turning into overwhelming flames and attacking.

But the moral venerable was startled immediately.

Before the words fell, a voice came.

But something else is faster than the speed of sound.

A series of gray and white poisonous snakes came out from all directions.

Some fell from the sky, some came out of the ground, and some flew over with flapping wings, and most of them came from the ground wandering in the four directions.

The huge group of snakes is densely packed, so dense that there is no place to step on in a small space.

When thousands of green poisonous snakes stared at him, the Venerable Daode inevitably felt his scalp go numb.

"retreat!"

The Venerable Daode fanned his seven feather fans fiercely, and the endless flames continued to burn these mantra snakes.

The pungent smell of scorching came, and the moral venerable frowned slightly.

However, he did not dare to take it lightly in the face of the spells of a supernatural practitioner. Even if the flames were involved in his clothes, the moral venerable must burn these spell snakes clean.

Yi Hongku used the snake head spell so violently that the opponent's wave would almost break the spell.

Hong Ku didn't care that his spell was broken, and the moral venerable didn't care.

He fanned the flames, and the spirit of Taoism was scattered, and the magnificent breath permeated the whole body. The breath of a great practitioner kept suppressing the four directions, and cooperated with the flames to exterminate these terrible poisonous snakes.

Compared with Wu Chao's Snake Head Curse, the body of the poisonous snake condensed by each of Hong Ku's Snake Head Curse is like steel, and when it hits and bites his body, it makes golden and iron sounds.

Whenever he is bitten by a poisonous snake, the fierceness of the poison of the spell will inevitably invade his body quickly.

If it weren't for the great background of the precious fan in his hand, the moral venerable felt that he would fall down today, and it would be difficult to deal with Hongku's double-lose style of play by relying on his own spells.

But this is the battle of the lords.

No one can easily ascend to the position of the Venerable if they don't show some self-satisfied skills.

The moral venerable stood firmly in all directions, and the seven feather fans in his hands kept fanning, and the blows of the flames repelled every poisonous snake that invaded his body.

When a three-foot-long poisonous python showed its body, the Taoist priest narrowed his eyes slightly.

"The Snake King has appeared, Hong Ku, are you really trying to abolish your own spells for the sake of the position of the venerable?" The moral venerable said: "You must know that my colorful plume and feather fan is specially designed to overcome evil spells. , your Snake Head Curse will surely be annihilated in front of my precious fan!"

"go with!"

What responded to the moral venerable was an urging voice without hesitation.

The huge snake king spit out a foul breath, and the venom fell like a rain of flowers.

The Taoist Venerable's treasured fan was fanned out vigorously, and the creaking sound of the venom colliding with the flame continued.

"My colorful plume and feather fan contains fire in wood, fire in stone, fire in the sky, fire in samadhi, and fire in the world. All kinds of flames can overcome all kinds of sinister and evil spells that confront each other head-on. No matter how high your snake head spell is, see I'm here..."

The flames soared into the air and wrapped around the Snake King's body, causing bursts of foul-smelling burning. The Venerable Moral shook his head lightly.

He knew very well what would happen if the Hong Ku spell was broken.

In this battle for contention, Hong Ku was completely defeated.

Without extremely violent blows, he can be called the frontal nemesis of many spell practitioners.

As long as he holds the precious fan in his hand, the Venerable Dao Dao will not be afraid of any reverend except Venerable Lei, which will obviously include magic spell masters such as Hong Ku.

The Venerable Taoist manipulated the precious fan to burn, and he spit out the relevant content to see if he could dissuade Hongku from not hitting the south wall and not turning back.

Anyway, Hong Ku is also an extremely important part of the Holy Land.

As long as Hong Ku swears not to climb the position of venerable and is willing to teach disciples sincerely, many venerables can still tolerate each other's existence.

Halfway through the words in his mouth, he suddenly saw a trace of blood falling.

Venerable Morality stretched out his hand, only to see the blood quickly turning black in his hand.

He touched his nostrils, and when he retracted his hands, he saw that his hands were covered with black blood.

"Fire can counter spells, but fire can't counter smoke. Didn't you notice that the unpleasant smell produced by my spell snakes is a bit special?"

At the door of the wing room, an old man with almost no beard and hair showed his body.

Relying on the support of a young man with a frowning face, he walked out slowly, and every step seemed to be strenuous.

As he staggered forward, he also pointed to the fan and a large jar that the young man was carrying.

In that big jar, there was still a pile of brown hard lumps burning, wisps of black smoke were mixed in the air, and mixed in with the scorched smell from the Snake Head Curse, accompanied by the gusts of wind induced by the fans blowing continuously. To the moral venerable.

"This is a low-level poison technique," Venerable Daode said with a livid face.

"It's a good skill to win." Hong Ku nodded and said, "After all, I almost fell under this kind of trick today. I didn't expect you to be more miserable than me!"

"I admit defeat and am willing to step down from the position of venerable, and I hope you can detoxify!" Venerable morality said in a deep voice.

"Okay, I have limited mobility, you just come here to detoxify!"

Hiro nodded vigorously.

Zhang Xuezhou, who supported Hong Ku, looked at the Daode Zun with a sad face.

One step, two steps...

A count sounded in Zhang Xuezhou's heart.

Hong Ku's tragic end obviously confused the venerable greatly. Seeing the venerable Daode wipe away the nosebleed and take steps, Zhang Xuezhou had to do the countdown.

"Master Hongku, is this really falling in five steps?"

After five steps, Venerable Daode's nose and eyes shot out and blood gushed wildly, and his body fell straight down.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that the count of five-step poisonous smoke was too accurate.

"You bastard, now you know how vicious your methods of premeditating the murder of your master are!"

Hong Ku looked at Zhang Xuezhou, and then at the tiny strand of hair wrapped around Zhang Xuezhou's waist, he couldn't help but sighed.

In the past, there was Zhang Xuezhou who had no intention to change his mind, and later there was Wu Chao who counterattacked and killed.

Hong Ku felt that these two students were very good, and as long as they survived this catastrophe, it would be very difficult for students with this kind of mind to die in the future.

In terms of enrollment resources, he has indeed firmly grasped the strongest students in the backstage over the years.

However, the deaths of those students in the past did not induce the backstage to hold the Holy Land accountable, nor did any backstage dare to come to the Holy Land to seek justice, nor did Hongku have a chance to intersperse to find the behind-the-scenes.

But this time, his students hadn't died yet, but they came back with enough support.

He set his eyes on the center of the Five Ghosts Yinfeng Sword Formation.

In that place, Wu Chao was still lying there half dead.

But beside Wu Chao, a woman in white clothes was standing pretty, with a colorful cloth umbrella covering her head, constantly emitting colorful brilliance to resist the baptism of the wind.

This is the help he needs.

(End of this chapter)