The national master had already seen that this red-robed man was also a demon cultivator, and his strength should have reached the level of four tribulations. He did not dare to be careless, and he swung his sleeves to release countless talismans to meet the golden cymbals.

King Jinban and the national master fought a great battle over the ruins of the national master's mansion.

Originally, King Jinban was not a match for the national master, but the national master was seriously injured by Jiang Hao in Baoqingfang. He had not yet cultivated yet. Just now, the inner alchemy of the centipede spirit broke out, and the national master was affected again, causing him to be injured more. At this moment, he fought against King Jinban, and the two were equally matched.

The pair of golden cymbals of the King of Jin Cymbals can attack and defend, rotate and cut up and flew up and down, and the national master released thousands of paper cranes, and the energy thread could not be trapped at all, so he had to use his own skills.

Take out a red Taoist talisman from the sleeve and sways his hand and burns with a bang.

"Seven stars and five thunders protect both sides. The Six Jia God General arrives in front of the palace. The Six Ding Heavenly Soldiers guard the rear camp. The Heavenly Officials grant the blessing gods a surrender together. Please ask the Six Ding Six Jia Gongcao to possess them to help their disciples subdue demons and demons."

The national master recited the word loudly.

A divine power fell from the sky and fell directly onto the national master. The national master's magic power instantly surged.

It's even stronger than his heyday.

The spell used by the national teacher is also a magical art, but it is very different from Jiang Hao's magical art. He did not ask the magical figure to land in the world, but directly requested the blessing of power to improve his combat effectiveness.

The national master looked at the centipede spirit. At this moment, he was angry and reported. He was already full of anger in Baoqingfang. Now two centipede spirits come to the door. How could he not be angry?

"Shit, come on."

The national teacher released thousands of silk cranes.

Thousands of silk cranes flew in the air, shooting out silk threads, and paper cranes flew, quickly woven into a net, trapping the golden cymbals in it.

"Ao~!"

The Golden Cymbals King roared, and his body instantly turned into a huge centipede that was a hundred meters long. There were three pairs of wings behind him, and his body was purple and golden, and his shell was stronger than a magic weapon.

Ignoring the energy line of Thousand Silk Crane, he rushed towards the national master regardless of everything. The national master stood in the air and tried hard to activate his magic power, trying to trap the centipede spirit inside. The two sides launched a magic power competition.

Puff~!

suddenly,

The centipede spirit spits out the inner elixir, which is dark and dark air is emitting around it. The inner elixir passes through the energy thread and hits the national master at a very fast speed.

The national master was not afraid and released a flying sword and smashed it to the inner alchemy.

Just when the two sides were about to contact, the centipede spirit flashed and bypassed the flying sword and continued to hit the national master. Although the interception failed, the national master was not afraid and was ready to slap it away against the flying inner alchemy.

"Ba~!"

The national teacher threw out his sleeve and whipped hard on the inner alchemy of the Jinban Dharma King. The national teacher originally thought that the inner alchemy would fly away immediately, but the next moment he found that he had remembered it wrongly.

"Puff~puff puff!"

A circle of thick black mist suddenly spewed out of the inner elixir, wrapping the national master all at once.

The national master reacted very quickly and immediately closed his breath, but what he didn't expect again was that after the poisonous fog stuck to him, it instantly penetrated into his body.

"Not good, I'm poisoned." The national magistrate was shocked.

"Damn it~!"

The national master shouted loudly, used all his magic power to slap his palm on the inner alchemy.

Bang!

The inner elixir of the centipede spirit suddenly shattered, and then flew back, and the King of Jinban opened his mouth and sucked the inner elixir back into his abdomen.

“Hahahaha~!”

King Jinban laughed wildly.

"You killed my son, but you were also infected with my centipede poison. There are very few people in this world who can detoxify this poison. You can't live for a few days. Hahaha, I'm considered revenge for my son." King Jinban shouted wildly.

The national master's face became very ugly. He had already felt the terribleness of this poison at this moment, which hurt both the body and the soul, and was extremely vicious.

"Ah, go to die for me."

The national master also went crazy, circulating his magic power crazily, and the thousand cranes were tightly entangled.

"Puff~!"

The silk thread cut into the body of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King, and countless blood fell in an instant.

Ang~!

The six-winged centipede and golden cymbal Dharma King shouted, twisted his body suddenly and fled to the distance. He was not as enlightened as his son, and was willing to die with the enemy.

"It's not that easy to leave."

The national master now hates the centipede spirit and continues to pinch his hands regardless of the poison. Thousands of cranes turn one after another, all attached to the centipede spirit's shell.

It was like putting a layer of yellow clothes on the huge centipede spirit.

"Practice the wind and thunder, and subdue demons and eliminate evil spirits!"

Looking at the yellow paper cranes, they suddenly shone with light and released huge energy.

Huh huh huh ~!

A huge fire suddenly broke out on the body of the hundred-meter-long six-winged centipede. This flame was not an ordinary flame, but a Liu Ding and Liu Jia fire, and its power was huge.

"Aoah~~!"

The centipede kept rolling in the air with pain, then fell head-on, rolling around in the residence of the National Master Mansion, drilling into the lake next to it, and even drilling into the ground.

But no matter what method the King of Jinban uses, he cannot extinguish the flames on his body. Before long, the King of Jinban lost movement.

The tyrant Jin Cymbals Dharma King, under the fire of Liu Ding and Liu Jia, his body turned ashes, and even his soul was burned clean, completely scattered and no trace of his soul.

After doing all this, the national master fell from the air in dejection. He looked at the messy national master's mansion, which was left with only a pile of rubble. Now he was poisoned by centipedes. Who can save him at this time?

"Puff~!"

Before he could think too much, the poisonous gas surged, and he couldn't help but spew a mouthful of blood.

This centipede is so poisonous.

I can't solve it myself, are you just waiting to die like this?
Chapter completed!