622: C622 disillusionment

C622 disillusionment

Outside of Xishan Village, the Shi Clan cultivator, Revered Spirit Tong, turned the talisman in her hand into dust with a look of disdain.

"It looks like this Supreme Realm cultivator needs to personally go and give it a try!"

The Spirit Tong Honored Warrior leaped up and condensed many white lotuses under his feet. He then landed outside of the entrance of the Xishan Village.

The instant that the Spiritual Tong Honored Warrior rose into the air, Su Bao Zhang and Yang Junping had already discovered the other party's traces. Seeing the lotus blossoming under the other party's feet, as well as his unique clothes and hair, both of them knew that this person was a Shi Clan cultivator.

Outside the village, the moment Reverend Spirit Tong stood still, thunder rumbled in the sky above the western mountain. Then, a lightning bolt suddenly struck down from the fog above the western mountain towards him.

However, there was a serious expression on his face as he chanted the name of Buddha. Pushing out a hand, a golden Buddhist aura began to condense in front of him, forming a glittering golden colored glass barrier.

With a crackling sound, dense cracks appeared where the lightning struck the Glazed Glass Barrier. Then, several lines of lines began to extend outwards. However, this lightning light was actually blocked.

"This is indeed worthy of being the most overbearing lightning sacred art among humans. The Dao of human formations is indeed strange, but it's just this and nothing more. If you want to break through this Venerable One's Buddhist Light Glass Wall, you are still lacking!"

Ling Tong smiled confidently as he walked through the protective barrier and headed towards the village.

The moment Revered Thoughtful's figure entered the Western Mountain Village, the formation mist that had been enveloping the peak of the western mountain for many years suddenly surged and began to spread in all directions. In the end, it enveloped the entire Five Element Thunder Light Treasure Formation, making it look like a maze was completely covered in formation fog.

In the wilderness a hundred miles away from Mengyu County, the barbarian cultivator Shan Li looked at a tall and sturdy Shi Clan cultivator with coarse clothes and patches on her body. He asked, "Monk, why are you blocking our way?"

The Shi Clan cultivator held the buddhist salute in her hand and bowed. "I am Jia Hui. I have long heard that fellow Daoist Shan Li's totem is far superior to those cultivators of the same level. I am here to seek your advice."

"I originally liked fighting, but today there are some things I need to take care of. Wait a moment, after I settle a village there, we will return to compete with you, and from the looks of it, you are from the Ascetic Practice Faction. Although I heard that you have a small number of people, you are also the most capable of fighting, unlike the Seven Apertures, who are always slippery, I have wanted to fight with you a long time ago."

Jia Hui slightly smiled and said, "Since Fellow has the intention to compete, why not choose a day from today? We should just do it. There's no need to come and go. Waiting makes people anxious."

Shan Li let out a cold chuckle and said: "Don't bully us, old barbarians. How could it be such a coincidence that you, an Ascetic Branch disciple, are here blocking our path?" Could it be that there was a trap waiting for the spirit child in the village ahead? Although I do not like that child spirit child to be arrogant, I know that your Ascetic Cultivation Faction and the Seven Great Clans have always been at odds! "

Hearing this, Jia Hui was momentarily stunned. However, he did not explain. Instead, she softly chanted a Buddhist prayer and continued blocking in front of Shan Li.

"However," Mountain Range's tone changed as he said, "Since it's a trap, we, the old barbarians, will not follow you." However, "However," Mountain Range's tone changed as he said, "Since it's a trap, we, the old barbarians, will not follow you.

Before Jia Hui could react, Shan Li had already made her move. She brandished her four bone teeth and a huge beast appeared. It opened its mouth and bit at Jia Hui's head.

In the swamp, the Demon King Taize was still engaged in battle with the three of them. After being weakened by Yang Junshan, the demon formation enveloping the nest became even weaker under the continuous attacks of Zhang Yue Ming, Yan Da Zhi and the other cultivators, but the Demon King didn't seem to care at all as he continued to fight with the three of them. The entire swamp was stirred up, and after the Demon King transformed into his original form, the three of them, who originally had the upper hand, could at most fight the Demon King to a standstill.

At this moment, Yang Junshan, led by Bao Yu'er, had already entered the cave of the Demonic Lord Taize.

However, the moment they stepped into the cave, Yang Junshan seemed to sense something. He smiled and said, "Little Fishy, your opponent is here!"

There was no sound of wrapping fish behind Yang Junshan. Yang Junshan knew that Bao Yu'er had also found traces of the other party. The fight between the two ghost cultivators was about to begin.

Yang Junshan's eyes suddenly turned to the left and behind a stone pillar. A cold light suddenly exploded there, and after dozens of exchanges, two shadows appeared behind the stone pillar and disappeared.

A moment later, Yang Junshan suddenly turned around and looked behind him. His eyes were fixed on the corner of the cave, and a sharp whistling sound directly assaulted his line of sight. A shout of surprise came from there, and a silhouette had just risen up from there, and a piece of the mountain rock had already been cut through.

At the same time, he observed the surroundings of the cave, only to find that it looked very simple and crude, and there were still some traces of movement on the ground. Obviously, the original layout of the cave had been moved, which confirmed Yang Junshan's previous guess, the Taize Demon King already knew that the two sides were ganging up on each other, and had already started to talk about the other places in the Demon Nest, and there must be secret passages leading to the outside world in the Demon Nest.

Right at this moment, Bao Yu'er suddenly came back from a passageway within the cave and shouted loudly, "Come quickly, I've already found a treasure belonging to Demon King Taize!"

A cold light flashed in Yang Junshan's eyes. He didn't say anything as he struck his palm towards the fish.

"Ahh!"

With a flash, she was already over a hundred feet away. On the other hand, the ground where she was standing on earlier had a large crack that was several feet deep. The entire cave shook along with it.

"What are you doing? Have you gone mad? It's me!" Bao Yu'er scolded in exasperation.

Yang Junshan smirked: "Mystic Clan? It's a pity that my abilities are still too low. I can't be fooled! "1

Yang Junshan flicked his wrist, and a rope wrapped around the fish like a snake.

A strange smile appeared on the lips of the 'wrapped fish'. In the instant it was entangled by the 'twisted snake', its entire body burst apart like a bubble. The snake coiled around the empty space.

"Changing techniques?"

Yang Junshan sneered, "Compared to the Ghost Clan's concealment talent, it's not even worth mentioning!"

Suddenly, a bronze mirror appeared in his hand. With a wave of his hand, a hundred feet radius of the cave was covered by the light of the bronze mirror. A stone edge that was in a place Yang Junshan had to pass by suddenly let out a scream.

However, Yang Junshan was even faster, the longbow in his hand had already been pulled out, and with a loud bowstring, an arrow shot into the stone beam, causing it to explode. Yang Junshan was even faster, and the longbow in his hand had already been pulled out, and with the bowstring vibrating, an arrow shot into the stone beam.

Yang Junshan kept walking forward. Suddenly, he heard the sound of metal clanging against each other. This sound was very strange, it was like the sound of exploding firecrackers. After a while, it stopped, and then it exploded again.

This was the typical fighting technique of Ghost Clan cultivators. It would explode out in a split-second when they met, quickly retreating after one strike to wait for an opportunity to make a move. If there was a second chance, it would explode out in a split-second!

When Yang Junshan arrived, the fight between the two ghost cultivators had reached its final moments. However, the one who was completely at a disadvantage was Bao`er!

This caused Yang Junshan to be slightly startled, as far as he knew, once the Ghost Clan cultivators fell into a disadvantageous position, they would turn around and flee, and would not pester them. When Yang Junshan heard the commotion earlier, he thought that Bao Yu'er was not in a disadvantageous position, so he rushed over to help.

But not only did he not retreat, he even had the attitude of actively entangling himself in a fight to the death. Could it be that because Baobao had been kidnapped by him from a young age and then taken in by Tigress as a Undead Demon, he had completely forgotten about the Ghost Clan's instincts?

"What are you waiting for? Come over and help!" Bao Yu hurriedly said.

Yang Junshan slapped his head, what ghost instinct? It was obvious that Yu'er had some helpers by his side, which was why she was acting so unbridled!

Yang Junshan hadn't even made his move when the Ghost Clan cultivator backed off. His reaction was very fast, and he immediately adopted the Ghost Clan's style, wanting to retreat the moment he saw the Ghost Clan's large number of people.

It was a pity that Baobao had expected this to happen. Under the cover of Yang Junshan's Spiritual Sense, he was unable to hide his tracks.

Yang Junshan stomped on the ground. About a hundred feet away, a figure fell out of the void. He looked like he was drunk.

Just then, a dagger caught up like a chopping block of bones, directly entering the back of the figure. That person's body stiffened, and then fell to the ground, twitching. Fresh blood flowed out from his body like a waterfall.

The dagger was like a nimble fish as it lightly jumped through the air. The blade had already pierced through the ghost cultivator's throat.

Only now did Bao Yu'er's figure appear not far away. However, at this moment, Bao Yu'er's face was filled with happiness as she quickly arrived in front of the ghost cultivator's corpse. She opened his fingers and took down a brush like ghost weapon.

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