The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 594 The Collision of Taoism and Curse
The old man naturally also saw Zhao Chongyang, but he didn't care about this potbellied boy at all, he continued to activate the oil lamp, and green flames rose up, and some people still died.

Even overlapping formations can't stop it, this is the strength of the opponent's curse technique, and it's top-notch to disturb people's hearts!

Zhao Chongyang hurriedly made a move, and his hands also began to form seals. A spinning Taiji diagram appeared in front of him, followed by a Bagua disk, all combined into a Yin-Yang Bagua disk.

He pressed a greasy finger on the upper part, countless runes intertwined, Yin and Yang were constantly flying, and then a finger appeared above the table below.

"boom!"

When the finger came down, the flame of the oil lamp was extinguished, the old man was startled, but saw a blister on Zhao Chongyang's finger at this moment, it was burned, and he was yelling there.

And then he blew a sharp breath towards the yin and yang gossip, and saw a gust of wind in the blood cloud formation in the distance, hundreds of people were blown to death in an instant, and their flesh and blood were turned into gravel shape!
This is Zhao Chongyang's Taoism. Like Luoyang, he has never been a guy who only knows how to be beaten passively but not to fight back. After he has cracked the opponent's methods, he will naturally take control of the overall situation!

But it was obvious that Zhao Chongyang made a wrong calculation, because he cared about the lives of the soldiers of the big man, but the old man didn't care about the lives of the soldiers of the blood race.

This time he grabbed a small snake from a jar and threw it violently. The snake exploded, and the blood sank into the void, turning into a strange rune and disappearing.

Immediately afterwards, many soldiers on the side of the big man screamed pitifully. This time, a large number of poisonous snakes emerged from their bodies. This scene is really amazing.

Zhao Chongyang's face remained unchanged, he made a seal with one hand towards the compass, and then the Qian Gua flew up, turned into three long swords, and slashed towards the void.

A rune in the shape of a strange snake was forced out and wanted to escape, but the fat Taoist gave a long roar, and the three swords fell together, nailing the strange snake to the void!
The old man below turned pale, and Zhao Chongyang pressed up with both hands at the same time, the yin and yang lines shone to the extreme, the Qian hexagram disappeared, and then the blood soldiers on the opposite side let out a miserable howl.

They were slaughtered like pigs and dogs, don't you feel sad?Then I will kill more!
Then the sword light erupted from the body of the blood soldier general, raging inside the body, and when outsiders saw it, the man was already hopeless.

Speaking of these strange things, the Taoists are the real ancestors and great masters, and the fat Taoist priests are really too mysterious, and they control a lot of things.

But such casualties still did not move the old man's face, because Mo Yuan didn't care at all, so he shot again.

This time, he threw a small figure cut out of yellow paper into the pitch-black jug, and the pitcher contained a weird black liquid that gave off an unpleasant smell.

Casualties reappeared, and it was still on the side of the big man. Those soldiers were standing there fine, but suddenly there was a jet of black water on their bodies, and they were drowned in a blink of an eye.

Standing on the tower and being drowned is unbelievable, but it just happened, and hundreds of people have died, and there is no way to rescue them.

Now it was the confrontation between the fat Taoist priest and the old man, and Zhao Chongyang was obviously a little annoyed, he pointed his finger between his eyebrows.

There was a thunderclap towards the bottom, and then a sword appeared out of thin air, stabbing the old man's forehead!
And that old man was not easy to deal with, he grabbed a bell and threw it into the sky, countless words flew out of it, like a twisted poisonous snake, collided violently with the sword.

At this time, a young man wrapped in a pitch-black robe appeared beside Mo Yuan. He bowed slightly and said to Mo Yuan, "Young Master, I have a way to make Luoyang be killed in public!"

"Oh? What can you do!" Mo Yuan asked eagerly.

The young man smiled complacently: "I have the soul-detaining bell, and if I shake it slightly towards Luoyang, his three souls and seven souls will be arrested."

"And there is also the soul-killing mirror here, lightly shine this mirror on the bell, and Luoyang's three souls and seven souls will collapse directly, and be wiped out in ashes!"

This time Mo Yuan was happy: "Hurry up, you only need to use the soul-detaining bell to arrest Luoyang's soul, and then this young master will personally use the soul-destroying mirror to beat him to death, and he will never be reborn!"

Then the man took the order and left happily. At this moment, almost everyone's eyes were attracted by Zhao Chongyang's fight with the old man, and no one paid attention to him at all.

So the young man smiled lightly at Luoyang in the crowd, and then shook the bell in his hand, jingling, the sound was very crisp.

For some reason, Erya and the big black dog standing next to Luoyang frowned suddenly, then Luoyang sneered, stretched out a big hand from the sea of ​​consciousness, and rushed straight away.

His spirit is at the level of great power, and he went towards the half-step soul, how could he be afraid of such a low-level method, and then the bell was blown to pieces, crushed by Luoyang's invisible big hands.

The young man's expression changed drastically, blood flowed out of his seven orifices, and he ignored Mo Yuan's order, and shook the soul-killing mirror towards Luoyang. This kind of confrontation was too dangerous, and he had to go all out!

Then the mirror was also shattered, and his head was shattered together with the mirror. The red and white things were spreading, looking so evil and ugly!
Mo Yuan's complexion changed drastically. He looked at the tower and his pupils constricted, because he saw the flames jumping between Luoyang's eyebrows, which was a manifestation of vigorous spiritual power.

"It turns out that your spirit power is so strong, and you have a powerful counterattack method. You are really getting more and more interesting." Mo Yuan said expressionlessly.

Only a few people noticed this fight, and Zhao Chongyang was one of them, so he was really angry now!

"Fatty man, did you not eat or what? Everyone is going crazy and murdering Xiao Luoyang, and you are still pretending to be dead, can you be more shameless?"

The big black dog stood there yelling, baring his teeth, obviously very unhappy.

Zhao Chongyang said angrily: "Shut up, Master Dao doesn't need a dog to tell you what to do! Master Dao, I'm just accumulating strength, do you know that? This old clapper is smelly and hard, of course you have to sharpen your sword quickly of!"

The big black dog frowned, and continued to say meanly: "I'm afraid that if you grind for too long, the sword will become a small toothpick, and you deserve to never get married without a daughter-in-law!"

"Yeah, he must have seen this a long time ago, so he became a Taoist priest. He doesn't need to marry a wife, so no one will laugh at him anymore. He's so smart." Big Rabbit praised him.

Zhao Chongyang almost died of anger, the attack was really fierce and ruthless, the Yin-Yang Taiji diagram spun around, the old man below screamed, the little bell was pierced, and a sword was stuck above the eyebrows!

The old man died of anger, and then an old woman came out of the blood clan, took over the old man's position, continued to attack, practiced the book of witchcraft, this time she caught a lot of bugs, and then swallowed them in her stomach.

Zhao Chongyang felt nauseous for a while, and Luo Yu's face turned pale: "Brother, is she trying to kill herself? Are those bugs delicious?"

Luo Yang rubbed Luo Yu's little head: "Those things are not delicious. In the future, you must not try them when cheap dogs and rabbits eat them, and Erya, you are the same!"

The big black dog rolled his eyes: "What IQ? I am a picky eater. I only eat big, fat and strong rabbits. Who would eat bugs? I'm so panicked."

The big rabbit was also shaking his head: "IQ is too low, my master only eats big black-haired dogs, not bugs!"

Then the big black dog fought with the big rabbit and became a living treasure on the battlefield, but it could adjust the tense atmosphere on the battlefield.

At this time, the woman's tricks also appeared. Many soldiers on the city wall felt itchy all over their bodies. When they scratched with their hands, a large mass of flesh and blood fell out, and finally they grabbed themselves into bones.

This kind of scene is too horrifying and creepy, there is an uproar on the city wall, many people are itchy, and then they pick themselves into bones.

Zhao Chongyang knocked down his dao crown with a slap, let his long hair fall down, the yin and yang gossip turned into a long sword, he was kicked and danced with the sword.

There was a rhythm to that kind of footsteps, and they stepped according to the number of stars in the Big Dipper of Tiangang. Soon Zhao Chongyang slashed towards the void with a sword, and the sound of screams came, and the old woman flew up with one arm high.

Then there was another sword strike, and the old woman's legs were broken, but she became more vicious, grabbing more poisonous insects with one hand and trying to stuff them into her stomach.

But the hand broke again before it reached the mouth, and the old woman's neck was finally split, where it was cut off by Zhao Chongyang's sword light, and a lot of blood splashed out.

Then someone took over the position of the old woman, it was a big-headed baby, green and shiny, just as he was about to make a move, Zhao Chongyang yelled, and a thunderbolt fell and split him into coke!

The last one who came out was a woman who looked only twenty-eight years old. Tingting was the most beautiful in her life, her skin was like creamy fat, her face was like a peach blossom.

This woman was taking off her clothes as soon as she came up, and then she was dancing the demon dance. She was the carrier of the tricks of the blood race. The perfect whiteness and temptation made all men lose their minds almost instantly.

Luo Yang didn't make a move, but the Chaos Sword on his knee burst into a long cry, and the crisp sound cut off everything.

"Little girl, you can dance well... Cough cough, shameless, witch, take a sword from the poor!"

Naturally, Zhao Chongyang would not be fooled, he drew his sword again, broke the woman's deceitful tricks, and decapitated her!
This time, in the collision of Taoism and curse, the big man's side still won. Mo Yuan was almost mad, and cursed there.

It is always beneficial for him to sweep thousands of empires in the east, but as long as he encounters Luoyang, he will be deflated, which makes him really uncomfortable.

But Zhao Chongyang still didn't want to go down, he was still wandering around with his hair and sword in his hair, muttering something, the last mouthful of blood sprayed on the sword, the quotation shattered with a click, and then disappeared into nothingness.

This move was Zhao Chongyang's counterattack. Mo Yuan squinted his eyes, but saw that countless people in his camp had colorful spots on their bodies, and then turned into blood mud little by little. The scene was extremely miserable!

Zhao Chongyang laughed out of anger and said, "Do you think you are the only ones who can curse this kind of evil? The Taoist just doesn't want to be painted on him by living beings, Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

(End of this chapter)