Daoist priest, stop fighting. The avenue is almost gone.

Chapter 217 In the realm of Chunyang Dao, only the poor Dao always wins!Nothing can be achieved, it's a Taoist priest.
The red realm appeared and spread in an instant.

A ten-meter-tall silver-white Taoist shadow stood within the Iron Curtain.

Jiyuan exaggerated the Taoist's silver hair and silver eyebrows, his pupils were cold and indifferent, and a white sun rose from his pupils.

Dragons and tigers contended, and two phantoms of dragons and tigers broke free from the human body and began to circle around Yi Chen's body.

Ji Yuan flowed onto the Dragon Slaying Sword along Yi Chen's big hand, and relying on Ji Yuan's blessing, he pushed the sword's light to a length of four meters, hesitating.

The gray demonic energy that fell from the iron curtain was evaporated by the blazing extreme energy before it even got three meters away from Yi Chen's body.

"You two bugs, are you going to let Pindao escape?" Taoist Yinbai smiled ferociously and spoke out, "You actually dare to ambush Pindao. You are really bold!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible. How can your Xuanmen Taoism still be so powerful under the You Jue Formation? You are a junior, and this is an illusion?" Oni Yuko's face was inexplicably shocked.

"Whether it's true or not, can't we find out if we try it, Brother Ghost?" Xue Qianqiu looked at Yi Chen's body with a cautious look, and two bloody claws covered his palms.

"Brother Xue is right." Oni Yuko nodded slowly. A black skull suddenly appeared in his left hand, and a white leg bone of an unknown creature appeared in his right hand.

thump.

The clear sound suddenly sounded.

Oni Youzi picked up the leg bone and tapped it on the black skull. A row of skulls suddenly appeared and surged towards Yi Chen.

Xue Qianqiu did not lag behind, and two huge bloody claw shadows came straight towards Yi Chen's neck.

"How brave!"

"Yangshu·Fourxiangs." Yi Chen stood up and responded.

Oni Yuko and the two attacked like hurricanes.

Yi Chen's sword comes out of the evil-repelling stream.

Four tall figures of Taoist figures suddenly appeared in the sky.

The two swords faced the torrent of skulls, and the two swords slashed at the white-faced scholar.

Tactically, he must despise the enemy, and strategically, he must pay attention to his opponent. In order to weigh the weight of the two men who ambushed him, Yi Chen used the inflicting trick from the beginning.

boom!
There was a huge explosion.

The wind blows the dust!
Rocks are falling and mud is flying!
Under the bombardment of the silver sword energy, Oni Youzi and Xue Qianqiu were pushed horizontally for a hundred meters before they stopped.

Yi Chen also retreated ten meters under the huge force of the shock.

"Damn it! It's not an illusion."

"This horse is number five on the dragon and tiger list?" Gui Youzi and Xue Qianqiu looked at each other and instantly understood each other's thoughts.

"Fellow Taoist, how about we give up? We don't want to lose both sides in this cave." Oni Youzi couldn't help but say.

Yi Chen was far more powerful than they expected.

"It's... it's really pleasant. This feeling of relaxation made Master Tao so tight that he was almost exhausted."

Yi Chen did not directly answer Gui Youzi's words, but licked his lips and stared at Gui Youzi, as if he was looking at a supreme treasure.

"You just want to make both the poor and Taoist suffer? Hahaha, what a joke!"

"In the realm of Chunyang Dao, only the poor Dao always wins!"

"Explode! Explode! Explode!" Yi Chen's voice suddenly turned high-pitched, and the three golden lines on the Qi Sea Golden Pill suddenly disappeared.

A violent force emerged in his body again. With the help of this force, his body actually exceeded the limit of ten meters and reached a height of 11 meters.

It's better to choose the day than to hit it. Since I met Oni Yuko today, it's better to bury him here. This is the principle of peace as it comes.

With a ferocious smile, Yi Chen held the dragon-slaying sword and swept towards Oni Youzi, his wild laughter surrounded the sky.

"Death to me!"

"Cut! Chop! Chop!"

Violent explosions were heard continuously, and the two sides exchanged dozens of moves again.

Soon, Oni Yuko realized that something was wrong. He found that Yi Chen could dodge Xue Qianqiu's attacks, but if he couldn't avoid them, he would just use the dragon and tiger divine patterns that were swimming around him to attack him. He wanted to kill him anyway.

"Cao Nima, Niubi, why are you chasing me all the time!"

"You should hit Brother Xue." Oni Yuko couldn't help but roared angrily, her defense somewhat broken.

Xue Qianqiu glanced at his friend and stopped talking.

"A poor man will do what he does all his life, why should he explain it to others!"

"Take me Yangshu·Four Elephants" An inexplicable look flashed in Yi Chen's eyes. At this time, more than six seconds had passed since the ten seconds of the fight. He was shocked and slashed at Oni Yuko again.

"Brother Blood, help me!"

Oniyuko looked fierce, punched herself in the chest, and sprayed a stream of pure ghost energy from her mouth on top of the black skull.

The world was filled with the sound of "dong dong dong dong dong".

A row of skull phantoms that were larger than before crazily crashed towards Yi Chen's sword edge.

With the help of Xue Qianqiu, Oni Yuko withstood this blow again.

The knocking sound was like a demonic sound piercing his ears, heading towards Yi Chen's ears. Fortunately, the supernatural divine control ability he obtained when he broke through the realm was activated, and a burst of clear light bloomed in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, which offset the demonic sound. of erosion.

However, the negative emotions were weakened by [-]% by the divine control ability, but there were still thumping sounds in Yi Chen's heart.

An inexplicable irritability grew in his heart.

"Ahhh, knock your mother!"

"You're an old ghost, you won't gain any merit by knocking on this thing!"

"Come again!"

Yi Chen raised his sword to fight again, his sword energy flowing horizontally and vertically, and the white light ball above his head kept hanging down strands of white light, converging on his body.

Kiyouko felt numb, gritted his molar teeth and said: "Yinariko, what do you want to do before you give up?"

"Unless I beat the poor man to death, none of you can escape!"

"Fight with me Yichengzi, do you have the strength? Yangshu·Fourxiangs" Yi Chen shouted angrily, and once again slashed out the bright sword energy.

"Yi Chengzi, you are a mad dog!"

"I want to see how long you can hold on under the suppression of You Jue's formation without supplements." Oni Yuko frantically squeezed the ghost power in her body and injected it into the black skull magic weapon.

He was furious with hatred at this time, and he was so cruel that he knocked out the phantom from the leg bone in his hand.

The set of treasures in his hand is a rare low-grade magic weapon. The phantom of the skull can not only attack the enemy, but the sound it makes is even more confusing. Unexpectedly, it has little effect on Yi Chen. .

Xue Qianqiu frowned and observed the situation. He always felt something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't find Yi Chen's plot, so he could only bite the bullet and continue to deal with Yi Chen.

The reason why he didn't run away was not because of his close friendship with Oni Yuko, but because he was afraid that Yi Chen would defeat them one by one without the help of a large formation.

Xuanmen Taoism, which has been weakened by You Jue's formation, already has such power. If it is separated from the formation, what's the point?

Ten seconds passed in a flash.

A strange feeling suddenly surged into Yi Chen's heart. He felt that there was an inexplicable potential energy surrounding his body, and his next attack would definitely be more powerful.

"It's time." Yi Chen's eyes flashed with a sharp look, and he held his sword upright.

"Yangshu · Four Symbols."

This was the idea behind Yi Chen's use of the Yang Death Move three times in a row, hoping to leave a stereotype for Oni Youzi and others, and also to drain their mana.

And the doubled power of this charged attack is his ultimate victory.

After all, Oni Yuko and the others are not weak hands. Although his skills are restrained by him, their cultivation is by no means easy, let alone two people working together.

"Come back?" Gui Youzi watched Yi Chen perform his old tricks again. In order to save mana, he continued to stalemate with Yi Chen and once again sprayed out the same pure ghost energy as before.

The endless skeleton shadow emerged again and faced the sword light.

Xue Qianqiu activated the Xueluohuangquan magic skill, and the shrill ghost claws attacked Yi Chen's back. As before, the idea was to encircle Wei, save Zhao, and hold back Yi Chen's energy.As soon as the skeleton shadow came into contact with the sword light, Oni Yuko's expression soon changed, and she secretly thought something bad.

The power of Peiran's sword energy that he suppressed suddenly doubled, which was far beyond his expectation.

The silver and black torrents suddenly collided and offset each other, and the silver and white colors advanced rapidly.

Oniyoko knew he had been deceived, and he frantically stimulated his ghost energy as if he didn't need money. He only hoped to delay the fall of the sword energy and buy Xue Qianqiu some time for rescue.

However, he soon fell into despair.

Yi Chen's cold voice suddenly appeared in his ears.

"The vitality star is falling, blow it up for me!"

As soon as he said this, the seven huge opalescent light balls hanging high above Yi Chen's head suddenly connected in a line like a law and came towards Oni Yuko.

"No! I've been fooled!" Xue Qianqiu was so anxious that he spurted out a mouthful of blood. His shrill ghost claws expanded again, tearing apart the dragon and tiger divine patterns blocking his way. The bloody ghost claws bombarded Yi Chen's body.

However, it was still too late.

The bright white light swallowed up Oni Yuko's figure, and a large pit with a diameter of two meters and a depth of more than a hundred feet appeared on the ground. A broken skull suddenly appeared in the center of the pit, and yellow muddy water flowed out from the bottom of the pit.

The blood-colored ghost claws tore through Yi Chen's thick Jiyuan protection, and the huge impact caused him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

A scarlet eye caught Xue Qianqiu's eyes.

"Daoist Master Yi, your mana consumption is huge this time and it won't last long. How about we give up. To show our sincerity, I can make some compensation appropriately." Xue Qianqiu said in a seductive voice.

"It won't last long? Fellow Taoist, you have misunderstood."

In Xue Qianqiu's eyes as if he had seen a ghost, seven white light balls erupted around Yi Chen's body again.

...

...

After a cup of tea, Yi Chen held up Xue Qianqiu's head and looked at the stream of information at his eyes, with a smile on his face.

[You successfully killed Oni Yuko and obtained [-] crimson points.]

Distressed people, God does not give up.

Although he suffered minor injuries this time, the number of crimson dots he had accumulated at this time had reached a huge number of nine thousand one hundred.

Success is at hand!

After collecting the relics of these two old silver coins, especially the two formation flags of Youjue, Yi Chen followed the read memory fragments of Xue Qianqiu, and came to the hiding place of the blood coffin.

With a flick of his sleeve, he released all the monks from the Netherworld Coffin.

Part of the Netherworld coffin was not closed. He made such a big fuss during the previous battle with Oniyoko and others. It must have been known to some people, so he had no intention of hiding his identity anymore and simply showed his true colors. It can be regarded as a good relationship for him in Hidden Dragon Temple.

Anyway, the valuable items in the hands of these poor people have been transferred to his pocket through Oni Yuko and others.

Today, he has as many as twelve storage rings strung together in his hands, and the five Olympic rings can make up two and a half...
Everyone looked at the head of Xue Qianqiu beside Yi Chen in shock, and they didn't know what to say.

After a long time, someone finally said in a solemn voice: "The Dayue Dragon and Tiger Ranking is really becoming more and more sinister. The Taoist Master is so cultivated that he ranks fifth."

"That's right, that's right. Taoist Master Yi is truly gifted. He will become the true king within five years." Everyone agreed.

In response to everyone's compliments, Yi Chen sighed in a low-key manner: "Oh, you fellow Taoists are so ridiculous. I have been practicing hard for 18 years and am about to be 19 years old. I still haven't accomplished anything. I can't compare to the true king. I'm really ashamed."

"However, the Dragon Tiger List cannot be fully trusted. Although I have never met Brother Zhang Dao, I have fought against Brother Zhang Hu of Longhu Mountain once."

"Brother Hu Dao, your cultivation level is not inferior to that of Ping Dao~"

"He is truly a genius. This person has amazing wisdom, but he has always kept a low profile, so his reputation is not obvious."

"It is simply a shame for Brother Hu to be named the same as Zhang Longyi."

Collecting people's money and doing things for them, Yi Chen never forgets his original intention and continues to be a tiger.

That's work ethic.

This is word of mouth.

He just talked nonsense, and if he could stir up a wave of public opinion, with Zhang Longyi's narrow-minded temperament, he would probably have to fight with Zhang Hu.

Just opening his mouth can make Zhang Longyi have some fun, and Yi Chen doesn't mind using his face to step in for Brother Hu Yiyi.

The one who stepped on the horse had suffered so much injustice before. If he hadn't been unable to defeat Longhu Mountain, he would have gone to Zhang Longyi's mansion to "make trouble".

The eggs have to be shaken to loosen their yellow color, the earthworms have to be split vertically, and the foundation has to be sprinkled with lime.

It's a pity that it can't be done now, he still has to work hard.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone no longer knew how to answer the question.

What does it mean to practice hard for 18 years and turn 19 soon, accomplish nothing, and not become a true king?Is this human language?

Some people's expressions changed, and they fell into thinking, exclaiming that Longhu Mountain is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. To be able to get such praise from Taoist Master Yi and to be the guarantee in person, I don't know what an outstanding person he is.

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...

On the plateau road to the Zhenwu Pavilion Palace Complex, inside the Heavenly Fire God-killing Formation, Fu Canglong looked at the hundred-meter-tall flame giant formed by the rain of fire in the sky, with doubts in his eyes.

Along the way, although he climbed to the First Bronze Divine Pillar, the Zhenwu Temple directly teleported him to a desperate place, which was not only far away, but also dangerous.

He walked all the way and demolished many restrictions, and then he reached the last major formation.

"Being attacked by the four marshals of the Fenglin Huoshan Military Headquarters with the Four Elephant Returning Formation, the earth, fire, water, and wind were reconstructed. No matter how strong the Taoist body of Tianwen Zhenjun is, it will never be unreasonable."

"Is it possible that the weapon spirits in the Zhenwu Temple are still alive? Otherwise, who could achieve such a level? It's impossible. Didn't the weapon spirits also suffer heavy losses?"

"Forget it, the soldiers will come to cover up the water and earth. No matter what his plot is, I will suppress it with one punch."

"Fisting the mountains and rivers!"

With a cold shout, Bie Canglong's eyes suddenly turned golden, and golden fist seals roared out from the sky, directly destroying the flame giant. The formation was destroyed in response, and the main halls were revealed in front of him.

The same scene happened in another different corner.

In the vast formation of raging waves, Xu Wuxie glanced doubtfully at the gradually dissipating whirlpool behind him, and began to climb the steps to the Zhenwu Pavilion palace complex.

In the Gengjin Sword Formation, Li Xianzi, a beautiful woman in palace attire carrying a cyan sword, walked out.

Inside the Houtu Lingji Formation, Master Nongshan and Yue Yangzi walked out.

Yi Chen strode out of Yimu Qingcang's formation.

It was already three days later.

The dozen or so real people Yi Chen saved survived the disaster, and while their skills, weapons, property, etc. were all looted by Oni Yuko and others, they were now as poor as the others. Naturally, they did not dare to venture into this plateau again and turned to search for them. Other opportunities have come.

I hope I can make up for some of the losses.

Before they parted that day, Mr. Lu and Mrs. Zhu had a little friction, and the two parted ways, causing Yi Chen to suffer another blow.

During the past three days, Yi Chen had been living like Voldemort, recuperating from his injuries and returning to a gold-burning state, while also 'provoking people'. However, he only managed to defeat a small corpse demon in the early stage of the Real Realm, and made no further gains.

The gap in the thirteenth level of true power had not yet been filled up, so he had no choice but to regain his good condition and had no choice but to try his luck at the palaces on the top of the plateau.

"Zhenwu Pavilion?"

Looking at the magnificent palace plaque, Yi Chen stepped into the main hall.

For a moment, everyone in the hall focused their attention on Yi Chen.

　Special thanks to Mr. Houjingua for the [-]-point reward. I had to add another update even if I stayed up late.

　　Sincerely thank you for your continued support.

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　　Bow, bow, I made some noodles and started coding, speeding up the plot of the Zhenwu Temple.

　　
　
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