Ancestor Zimei looked gloomy and narrowed his eyes slightly. The snake demon had already transformed, so he just returned it.

Now, two mere foundation-building juniors actually dare to take the lead in taking action against him?

Could it be that the ancestor rarely came out of Zimei Mountain and was treated as a bully by these children?!

Anger rose in his heart, and he immediately slapped it with a palm!

The magic power was as powerful as a rainbow and a python, forming an illusory giant palm in mid-air, and looming over Li Yanling and Pei Ling.

Whoop, whoop, whoop... Before the giant palm fell, a strong wind was already whipping up from the ground, causing the dense willow trees all around to stagger around for a while!

Several clumps of low shrubs were almost completely lying on the ground, making them unbearable.

Ancestor Zimei sneered in his heart, he had formed a pill, and although this palm was not at full strength at this moment, it would still be able to kill all the opponent's paper figurines.

The remaining power of the palm alone was not something that these two juniors who dared to offend themselves could withstand.

He would like to do a good soul search later and take a look at these two...

However, my thoughts are still lingering...

Bang bang bang!

But when I saw the paper figures at the front, they suddenly raised a paper shield, and "click, click, click". Several shields were connected, forming a barrier in an instant. Although they couldn't help shaking and swaying, they still blocked the attack of Zimei Ancestor from the front.

Palm strength!

Immediately afterwards, a paper man with a green body and a long knife in his hand spun very strangely with the force of a gust of returning wind, and suddenly appeared beside the Zimei Ancestor, and the paper knife suddenly slashed down.

puff.

The dull sound of a sharp blade entering flesh was heard.

Ancestor Zimei avoided the vital point at the critical moment, but the paper man swung the sword extremely fast and the sharpness far exceeded his estimate. After he formed the elixir, ordinary magic weapons could not damage even half of his arm.

Shockingly, there was a scar that was deep enough to show the bone!

Moreover, the blood flowing out of the scar turned out to be a strange green color.

If he had been in the front hall just now, he would have known that the color was exactly the same as the poisonous mist spewed out by Yun Niang in the form of a snake head just now!

Ancestor Zimei's pupils suddenly shrank, and he actually had the upper hand in the foundation-building battle and pill-forming battle...

not good!

This junior is the genius of the nine major sects!

His heart was awe-inspiring when he saw a paper figure holding a sword, making a seal with one hand and stabbing his heart with a sword. He immediately did not dare to be careless and hurriedly took out a crystal bead the size of a fist.

This is his magical weapon Qianchuan Pearl, which is refined from many spiritual springs.

Originally, when my cultivation reached the elixir-formation stage, it was time to use magic weapons.

However, the nine major sects dominate the world, and other sects dare not show off their dignity. For various reasons, casual cultivators such as Patriarch Zimei and Mrs. Sang, who have not been able to join the sect to practice, find it even more difficult to survive.

Even if they have formed elixirs, they are just miscellaneous elixirs. For daily use, they can only be a little reserved in front of fellow Qi practitioners and foundation builders. Compared with the disciples of the sect, they are very embarrassed.

It can be said that among the ten casual cultivators in the alchemy stage, at most only one or two can possess a magic weapon.

Moreover, this magic weapon may not necessarily match its own skills and techniques.

Even if this is the case, it is enough to be enviable among casual cultivators.

Therefore, although Patriarch Zimei has been in the pill-building stage for many years, he still has to use the magic weapon from the foundation-building stage when fighting.

At this moment, he activated the Qianchuan Pearl, the brilliance in the pearl flickered, and a thin curtain of water suddenly formed around him.

Poof!

The paper sword pierced the water curtain, as if it was stuck in a quagmire, and its speed suddenly became very slow.

This sword was easily dodged by Zimei Ancestor.

However, there was no joy in his heart, but resentment arose secretly. His eyes passed over the paper sword. It looked like it was just an ordinary folded piece of paper. However, it could pierce the protection of the magic weapon activated by his magic power at the elixir formation stage.

Driven by a junior foundation builder, it can be seen how precious the material of this paper sword is!

And this is just one of Li Yanling's many paper weapons made of paper figures and armor.

Although this junior has just established the foundation, in terms of wealth, I am afraid that even if he is tied up with Mrs. Sang, he will be far behind!

He cursed in his heart that the nine major sects were not human beings. They had suppressed the world for tens of thousands of years to support themselves, but they didn't care about the lives of these casual cultivators at all!

Ancestor Zimei's face was as dark as water, the light in Qianchuan Pearl flashed, and several water arrows emerged out of thin air, and quickly shot towards Li Yanling!

At the same time, a paper gun also penetrated into the water curtain!

This was just the beginning. Immediately afterwards, countless paper swords, guns, swords and halberds swarmed forward...

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Pengying Temple has three main halls from front to back.

At this moment, in the central nave.

Yun Niang held Kou Sanlang who had not yet woken up and carefully checked her lover's condition.

After a while, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Saburo is fine.

Immediately, her expression tightened, and she stood up with Kou Sanlang in her arms.

Three powerful monks have appeared in this Taoist temple. They must leave quickly!

Just as he was thinking this, there were sudden sounds of fighting in the direction of the front hall.

Yun Niang was stunned for a moment, then sneered.

It was probably the alchemy cultivator just now who bumped into the two cunning foundation builders in the front hall, and for some reason they got into a fight.

There were human monks on the left and right, and the conflict between them was something that Yun Niang was happy to see happen.

It’s best to fight until both sides lose!

In that case, she doesn't have to avoid it and can still take the opportunity to eat a fresh meal of blood!

However, just as Yun Niang was thinking this, a faint sound of footsteps suddenly echoed in the palace.

If you listen carefully, you can see that there is hesitation in the steady pace, as if an ordinary martial artist is approaching with a little caution.

But when Yun Niang looked intently, she saw that there was nothing in the main hall at a glance...

Where the footsteps came from, there was nothing!

"Who is it?!" Yun Niang's heart sank slightly and she asked vigilantly.

No answer.

After a while, the footsteps gradually disappeared.

Yun Niang frowned and quickly scanned the entire hall with her spiritual mind, searching inch by inch, even the underground.

However, after repeated searches, nothing was found.

The footsteps just now seemed to be an auditory hallucination caused by her nervousness.

Something's wrong...

There is something wrong with this nave!

No, that's not right!

This entire Taoist temple is abnormal!

Realizing this, Yun Niang immediately wanted to take her lover and leave this place quickly.

But at this time, there were footsteps again...

The sound of footsteps this time was extremely weak, almost non-existent.

If she hadn't had the ability to form pills, she probably wouldn't have noticed it at all.

And the location where it appeared was right behind her!

Without any hesitation, Yun Niang turned around with a mouthful of poisonous mist!

This poisonous mist was completely sprayed into the air, and the floor tiles in the middle hall were instantly corroded into pits. The entire hall was filled with a mixture of fishy and sweet smells.

Yun Niang spread her spiritual thoughts, but still didn't sense anything.

Just when she was in shock and doubt, an illusory figure slowly appeared in front of her.

The face of the transformed snake demon suddenly changed, it was another human monk!
Chapter completed!