Urban Witcher

There are a total of sixty-four golden characters, flying in the air, constantly dispersing and combining, such words as wind, fire, thunder, ice, etc. emerge, each character represents the attack of different elements, wrapped in the formation Power, hitting him again and again...

"How long do you need?" Daofeng said to the ancient evil god with difficulty in his divine thoughts.

"You go."

Daofeng smiled slightly, facing the strangulation of the power of the formation, he suddenly struggled to stand up, his eyes looked at Qing Changfeng resolutely, and there was a resolute look in his eyes.

Um?

Qing Changfeng was puzzled, not knowing what he was going to do.

Daofeng threw the God Whip and Fan Tianyin at the feet of the ancient evil god, and sat down cross-legged. A strange and terrifying aura emanated from him, immediately resisting the power of the formation and consuming each other.

how so?

Qing Changfeng was startled, stepped back to the edge of the stone tablet, and pressed one hand on it, using his own cultivation, continuously stimulated the spiritual power of the stone tablet and strengthened the strength of the magic circle.

Suddenly, the skin on Daofeng's forehead split open, a streak of black and red blood flowed out, and quickly evaporated into a cloud of blood mist, which evaporated around him, strengthening the barrier's defense.

The skin did not break open, more blood flowed out and evaporated into a blood mist. After a while, the skin on his whole body faded away, and his whole body was glowing red. He looked like a person who had been skinned, with two eyeballs. Staring at Qing Changfeng stubbornly, blood continued to bleed out from all over his body, forming circles of blood mist, the picture was shocking.

Qing Changfeng was really shocked. Although he didn't know what kind of sorcery it was, it remained the same. Any creature's body, flesh and bones, and his own soul contained powerful power. As the source of one's cultivation, most of the spiritual power accumulated in daily practice is absorbed by the flesh and blood, and only then can it continue to grow stronger.

This is like an energy bank. Once it bursts out, it can greatly increase the endurance of spiritual power, but... this energy bank is a one-time use. The flesh, blood, and soul are basically non-renewable for living beings. Yes, even if one regenerates, the spiritual power has to be accumulated little by little, which is an extremely long process.

Once a living being melts its own flesh and blood, it must be in a desperate situation. Either it wants to rely on the powerful power generated by the melting of the flesh to preserve the soul, or it wants to die with the other party.

Another possibility is to sacrifice yourself to protect others.

Daofeng, has he really been pushed to a desperate situation by himself?

Even if it was really a desperate situation, why didn't he try to break out first? Could it be that he wanted to sacrifice part of his flesh and blood to preserve his soul and look for a chance to break out?

It must be so!

After confirming this point, Qing Changfeng immediately cheered up, weakened the offensive against Daofeng from the magic circle, and increased his defense. Once Dao Fengfeng left, he could gather the power of the magic circle to strike first, leaving him nowhere to go escape.

"Daofeng, you are ruthless and decisive, but... in this case, you will have nowhere to escape!"

Qing Changfeng smiled triumphantly, and suddenly, he thought of a very serious problem:

Didn't Daofeng's physical body have been destroyed before?

Even though he has already beheaded two corpses, is proficient in shape-changing, can transform into a flesh body at will, and this flesh body can also do magic tricks, and can hold a magic weapon, but it is not real after all. Such a flesh body, when burning flesh and blood, Why is there such a steady stream of real essence overflowing?

Could it be... I was fooled, the body that I beheaded before was not the real incarnation outside the body, but this one in front of me?

Qing Changfeng was a little dizzy.

But the matter has come to this point, and he can only continue. From Daofeng's standpoint, Qing Changfeng analyzed the situation, and he really couldn't think of what else he could do other than wait for death.

Even if he really has some conspiracy, there is no chance of turning over.

Those big brothers hiding in the distant mountains to watch the battle also held their breaths and waited for the ending quietly. They didn't understand why Daofeng did this. Just like Qing Changfeng, they also thought that Daofeng had no chance .

As time passed, Daofeng's flesh and blood gradually melted away, leaving a skeleton with some unmelted flesh and blood hanging on it, which looked really horrible.

His bones are also slowly melting.

Qing Changfeng's eyes became more and more bright, and his heart, which was usually calm, couldn't help but start to get a little excited.

When all the bones in his body are gone, it will really be over!

The former god of Taoism in the world, the famous killing god in the Three Realms, the so-called once-in-a-hundred-year talent in the magic world...will die by his own hands.

Before this happened, he concluded that Daofeng would definitely do something, but what was the use of what he did?

Qing Changfeng waved his hand towards the opposite mountain peak, and several figures came out from the mountains and stood in a row in the direction of the mountain pass, all ready to attack.

These are the most proud disciples of his sect, there are eight in total, one of them is his closed disciple and heir to the sect in the future.

With their strength, they are naturally not Daofeng's opponents, but they are standing in a position that coincides with the position of the eight formations, and firmly blocks the mountain pass. If Daofeng really tries to escape, at least he can block him.

Of course, this move is actually not necessary, it is nothing more than an extra insurance.

Daofeng, you can't escape this time!

Qing Changfeng stared straight at Daofeng, waiting for his bones to completely melt away.

At this moment, a figure galloped from outside the valley.

Qing Changfeng's first reaction was to rescue the soldiers, but when he took a closer look, it turned out to be a disciple of his own sect. This disciple flew all the way to the mountain pass, bowed his head and said, "Master, something is wrong!"

"Say!" Qing Changfeng was startled.

"The mountain gate, the mountain gate has been attacked! It's about to reach the top of the mountain. The brothers resisted desperately, but they couldn't resist at all!"

What!

Qing Changfeng was shocked, "Who attacked the mountain gate."

"Daofeng, that's the one called Daofeng!"

Qing Changfeng was stunned for a few seconds, and scolded: "Nonsense, isn't Daofeng here!"

Only then did the disciple see Dao Feng who was trapped in the formation, and he was stunned for a while, with an interesting expression on his face. "This...Master, the one who broke through the mountain is really him, Daofeng!"

Qing Changfeng was confused, and at this moment, someone suddenly yelled "Wow", which attracted everyone's attention.

Qing Changfeng also looked intently.

It is Zen Master Shanshan!

Zen Master Shanshan covered his chest with one hand, spat out a mouthful of blood, pointed at the ancient evil god opposite with one hand, and shouted sharply: "You are Daofeng, you are Daofeng!"

Daofeng!

How many Taoisms are there?

The "Ancient Evil God" suddenly got up, stretched out his hand, and the Fantian seal and the magic whip under the feet of "Daofeng" immediately flew into his hands, and his figure flashed, and he held the magic whip and threw it at Zen Master Shanshan.