The Immortal Taoist Priest in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 245 One person gains the Tao, the chicken and the dog ascend to the sky
  To the west, Castle of the Holy Blood.

There are three figures fighting in the sky, one of them has a wolf head and fangs that look like daggers.

Another has bat wings.

Opposite him was a ghost soldier with flaming red hair and a green face and fangs.

Pfft!

Suddenly, the ghost soldier shot through the wolf-headed man's chest.

"Uh..."

The wolf-headed man couldn't believe it, and finally died with endless regret, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

"Haha, he is indeed a master. I'm convinced. The Baidi Sect is indeed full of talents!! Enjoy it, haha! Enjoy it!" The Holy Blood King spoke in Chinese and slowly landed on the ground. His body was riddled with holes and black-brown fluid continued to flow out. Blood.

Vampires have a tenacious vitality. If it weren't for this, I'm afraid he would have died like the Duke of Wolfsburg just now.

Even though he had escaped, he no longer had the strength to resist.

The ghost landed on the ground and walked towards him step by step.

"There is an old saying in China, you will die if you hear the truth in the morning. I know I will die, but it is my honor to see such peak power before I die, and to fight you at the peak."

A Westerner with blond hair and blue eyes speaks ancient Chinese in an emphasis on weird Chinese, which is a bit funny.

Seeing the ghosts and gods getting closer, the Holy Blood King said again: "Your Excellency, can I know your name before I die?"

The ghost did not speak, but continued to walk towards the Holy Blood King.

laugh!
  The sword flashed and Dahao's head fell.

"The Ghost King of China...has such magical powers!"

When the head fell to the ground, the Holy Blood King was still not dead. His eyes gradually dimmed, and there was a strong look of disappointment in his eyes.

Sure enough, this master still looked down upon himself.

"..."

Yin Soldier No. [-] was confused. His intelligence was too low and he didn't know what the guy in front of him was expressing.

But judging from the look on this guy's face, it seems that he has done something extraordinary?

How amazing it is, he doesn't know, but this guy's strength is not ranked high, there is nothing worth noting.

Ten thousand ghosts, gods, and yin soldiers went to every corner of the world to eliminate strange things, and encountered almost no obstacles. To the ghosts and gods, these so-called masters were only at the level of yin soldiers, or even worse than yin soldiers.

At the same time, all the ghosts and gods in the southeast, west, and north were eliminated without Xu Xuan's personal action.

Those weird ones who control power are vulnerable to real power.

"Why? Why come back!"

The head of the Nanyang Jiangtou division was kicked by the Yin soldiers like a ball, and he let out an unwilling roar before he died.

A killing spree is also taking place in various places in China.

This kind of killing was originally going to be completely abandoned by history, but now it was picked up by Xu Xuan.

Of course, few people dared to object.

……

three days ago.

In Guangdong Province, about a hundred people were released outside the Bronze Temple.

People from the institute came out in advance to wait and gather with the saved people.

"Grandpa! Fortunately, I lived up to my fate!"

Gengjia's complexion was rosy, and he didn't look like he was running away.

"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back!" Gengxu patted his grandson on the shoulder.

Others also asked their partners one after another, and when they learned about their encounters on Mars, it goes without saying that they felt envious and wished they could take their place. Even after eight lifetimes, they would not be able to enjoy such magical encounters.

At this moment, ghosts and gods came out and moved in all directions.

"It is truly an honor for our generation to see the myth come to the world and see the scene hundreds of years ago." Gengxu sighed.

Did ancestor Gengxin feel this way back then? In his later years, he clearly believed in theology, but met Master Xu Xuantian, and rekindled his desire to study, just to catch up with mythology.

Can I really pursue mythology in this life?

It still ends with the same regret as my great-great-grandfather. I hope this story has a good ending. At this time, a figure flew down. The moment they saw the figure, the noisy people suddenly fell silent.

They subconsciously wanted to kneel down, but an invisible force held them up, making them stand up again.

"New dynasty, new system, no need to be too polite." Xu Xuan came down, glanced around casually, fixed his eyes on Gengxu, and said, "You are the descendant of this generation of the Geng family."

"Master Huitian, I am none other than Gengxu." Seeing this person from historical legends, Gengxu couldn't help but have a hint of ancient meaning in his words.

"Has the technology I left behind achieved a breakthrough?" Xu Xuan asked.

"Future generations are incompetent and have not broken through this technology." Gengxu was a little ashamed.

"It's none of your business. Maybe there's something wrong with this world. If you need anything, we'll talk about it when we get back. Take me for a walk."

"Yes!"

In the past two days, Gengxu took Xu Xuan to see the Guangdong Province back then. Those people back then have now become ancient people and left cultural relics in the museum.

The memory of that year resurfaced again. This was Xu Xuan's first world, and this world had a different meaning to him.

"Let's go to Zhongjing!"

On the second day, Xu Xuan and a group of people went to Zhongjing.

Zhongjing.

After two days of turmoil and cleansing by ghosts and gods, the place has initially stabilized.

Zhongjing Museum.

All the idle people here are cleared away, leaving only relevant people.

Among the crowd, Wang Changqing and an old man were waiting at the door with several young people.

Another old man was wearing a modern dragon robe and was waiting with his son Xu Yuan and his granddaughter.

Xu Wan asked cautiously: "Grandpa, when will our ancestors come over?"

"It's almost time." Xu Quan was also a little nervous.

The ancestor of the Xu family was reborn and did so many things that had never been done before or since, and he was honored to do so.

But as a descendant, I am still a little nervous about facing my ancestors.

What if the ancestors are dissatisfied with themselves? Or maybe there is something about myself that is not very successful.

Xu Yuan is a taciturn middle-aged man who looks a little reserved.

Compared with the worried father and son, Xu Wan seemed very relaxed. As the princess of the Xu family, of course, there is no royal family except the emperor in this world, so people still tend to call her princess.

In her opinion, it was her ancestor after all, so he shouldn't be so strict. Compared with those weird and strange things, her ancestors really looked like gods, and... they were a little handsome.

Everyone was eagerly anticipating the arrival of the gods.

The fantasy scene in Xu Wan's mind is that the ancestors are flying in on colorful auspicious clouds.

As I thought about it, I couldn't help but feel a little fascinated.

"I'm coming!"

The crowd's voices startled her. Xu Wan raised her head and saw a helicopter slowly flying over.

"The ancestor is up there?" Xu Wan asked in surprise.

"Otherwise? What do you think?"

"Shouldn't it be colorful auspicious clouds and flying swords?"

Xu Quan smiled and scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, who told you that gods can't fly?"

Xu Wan shrank her neck and did not dare to speak.

Soon, the helicopter landed in front of the clearing.

Xu Xuan walked out slowly, looking at the vaguely familiar appearance, with mixed feelings in his heart.

This is his descendant.

They are also the team members of this world and even another world in the future.

When a person attains enlightenment, it takes chickens and dogs to ascend to heaven.

(End of this chapter)