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Chapter 30: Li Daozi in those days, now Chen Zhicheng

After a sound, I felt a large amount of sticky objects rushing into the tiger's mouth of my right palm. Just as I was about to make a fuss, I immediately used the part of the Taoist technique to refine it, and there was chaos in the demon refining pot, and it was wiped away directly.

After I refined the thing that was possessed, the person's terrifying appearance began to dissipate, his hair fell off, his scales decreased, and he gradually returned to normal.

Until now, I was finally able to lie down and felt pain all over my body. The small wound was nothing. There was a bloody scratch on my right leg and chest, which was so hot that I frowned.

However, before I could take a breath, a person next to me suddenly ran by and said, "My surname is Chen, are you dead? If you are fine, use your method to drive out the ghost things on my Junior Sister Wu. If you can succeed without hurting her, I can promise you that I will no longer disturb you this time, and turn around and leave!"

It turned out that Young Master Yiyun saw that I had restored his subordinates' practice and felt hope, so he ran over to ask for help. I raised my head and saw that the round-faced girl had turned into a tigress and was rushing fiercely.

In fact, with this person's strength, it is not difficult to deal with such a demon-turned practitioner, nor will it be so embarrassing. However, he still takes too much into consideration and cannot perform normally, so he came over and begged me.

Although the foundation of cooperation between the two sides is not solid, only by fighting side by side can we overcome the difficulties together. I pulled away, came to the middle of the courtyard, and shouted loudly to the man: "If you want to save your junior sister, this is OK, but you need to make a vow to report to me again."

Practitioners are different from ordinary people. Ordinary people lie without drafting or even blinking their eyes because they feel that there is nothing that can punish themselves, but practitioners cannot. Because when practicing to the depths, there will be a demon of the mind, and any mind has worries, which will delay their life.

However, anyone with ambitions and intentions on the road to cultivation will not repent.

Young Master Yiyun glared at me fiercely, then shouted loudly with one hand towards the sky: "I, Shang Qingtian, swear here. If Chen Zhicheng can remove the demon spirit from my junior sister Wu Qina, I will definitely evacuate and will not participate in this matter."

This person is still the right person, but he acts neatly, making people feel that he can get along with him. After he finished speaking, I rushed forward and stamped the girl with a long face.

However, although I was confident this time, it didn't work. I was inspired three or five times in a row, but it didn't work at all.

Mr. Yiyun ran two laps and saw that there was no movement on my side. He couldn't help but curse: "Your uncle, are you afraid that I will take people away? You can't stand the attack of the demon spirit and the rise of the demon fetus? I think so much, I will add some chips to you. I'll be here to accompany you. Can you?"

He misunderstood me, but I was too lazy to say it. After all, as he said, if they turned around and left and pulled out, they were afraid that they would rely on me, Xu Danding and Xiao Laosan would really not be able to withstand it.

Although Shang Qingtian is strange, his skills are absolutely excellent and can be useful.

It was a coincidence that as soon as I finished speaking, my thoughts came true. When the heat in my hand was ignited, I threw a handprint at the girl again, and the tiger's mouth was facing her back.

This method connects the heavenly gang and the earthly evil. The two qi of heaven and earth temporarily converge in my body. I instantly sensed that I had turned into a huge gourd, and the mouth of the pot was my right hand that was raised high.

The Demon Refining Pot Watching Technique, collect it!

A few vortex power emerged out of thin air. I didn't know it at first, but I never thought that such a complex Taoist technique would be practiced in actual combat. With a rapid rotation, the demon spirit on the round-faced girl was stripped away bit by bit by bit by bit by bit. At first, it appeared in a human form. Not long after, it turned into a thin line of light and merged into the tiger's mouth in my right hand.

This body is visualized as a pot, which accommodates the balance of power of the Tai Chi in the world and purifies the cruel aura. I use my body as a furnace, hoping to use the pot to refine it to maintain harmony of the earth.

At the peak of melting, my palms were so hot that they were shockingly hot, but there were wailing and screaming, which came from it.

The round-faced girl had already fallen to the ground, and she didn't know the human affairs, and all the ferociousness on her body had also subsided. After checking her body, Shang Qingtian raised her head and stared at me and said, "Your method is the legendary secret learning of Maoshan, and the magic pot watching technique?"

I raised my brows and smiled, "Oh, I didn't expect you to have some research on me, Maoshan?"

Shang Qingtian said solemnly: "The magic refining pot is one of the six techniques on Maoshan. Half of the great reputation that you have made in the martial arts world by Maoshan is relying on it. It is something that people can learn. This method is the most intensive way to understand Taoism. Even if you can learn it, you may not be able to practice it. No wonder my uncle praised you. It turns out that he is really a person."

He raised me so high, from the bottom of his heart, which made me feel a little embarrassed. Just as I was about to say a few words of modesty, suddenly a thunder sounded above my head, and then the circular vortex began to become extremely fierce, with the storm inside changing, and it seemed that there was a surging force of ten thousand pounds of force.

All of us looked up and looked at our heads worriedly, for fear that several more demonic spirits like the one I just refined came out. If so, we would really not be able to pass this level.

But what surprised me was that Mr. Yiyun, his people were already safe and sound, but he still abides by the agreement, stayed and shared the responsibility with me.

This was not his oath, and I had some suspicion of being able to take action, but he didn't say much, but stood shoulder to shoulder with me.

Speaking of this, although he stood opposite me, his character was still worthy and even quite cute.

There was no time for us to think about the development of the situation. We saw a bright light above our heads, as dazzling as the sun. Just as we all subconsciously closed our eyes, I heard Liu Laosan shouting at me: "Zhicheng, that thing is coming down!"

Hearing this, I subconsciously moved two steps left, pulled out the blood-drinking cold lightsaber I inserted into the mud, then jumped onto the beam of the room, squinted.

Linxian Shitao was able to restore the truth of the facts. Just as a dazzling light came, I saw a majestic will fall from the top of my head.

This scene, traveling through time and space, seems to have felt such a scene on Longjialing, Mali Mountain, many years ago.

Li Daozi was in the past, and now he was in Chen Zhicheng.

Is it true that every drink and every peck?

I held the hilt tightly, closed my hands, then moved forward towards the will and slashed with a sword.

Qingchi Palace's Thirteen Sword Techniques: Beidou Hangtian.

The sword was hung above the nine heavens, and one sword cut through the yin and yang. The sword intent was stirring. I felt that the meteor's drooping momentum seemed to be suppressed. A transparent humanoid hovered in the air, with a copper head and iron forehead, eight arms, nine toes, and a wolf-toothed stick hitting my head.

I will use another sword, and the Thirteen Swords of Qingchi Palace are listed.

When the two intersected, the monster was blocked again. However, when I lowered my feet, I looked down and saw that the whole room collapsed. Rumbled and half of the wing room was stepped down. Fortunately, this was just a place outside the room connecting the maternal woman's room, and no one was hurt.

However, such movements were too scary. Several old ladies who had been huddled in the delivery room and urged him to run out in fear. But Xiao Laosan forced him back with a sword, and shouted loudly: "If you don't want to die, just stay inside."

After two rounds of fight, I knew that this one was really the main one. Seeing its strange appearance, for some reason, I always felt a little familiar and intimate, but the other party didn't think so. After two attempts, I finally stopped thinking about joining the delivery room and leaving, but turned into a condensing black mist and rushed towards me.

I swung my sword and the Blood-Drinking Cold Light Sword to its extreme at this moment. The Zhenwu Bagua Sword defended like a turtle shell. No matter how powerful it had, it could not be captured in the end.

What is important in rebirth is a good time. If you miss it, it will be impossible. So the other party is extremely anxious and the offensive becomes even more fierce. I can't stand it. At this time, an iron fan suddenly lit up from me. Shang Qingtian was standing side by side. As the iron fan flipped, there was a whizzing sunshine blowing, but it also dragged it a little.

However, what we are facing is not a small character after all. The many arrangements before the accident make people frightened. The body came, and how could it stand such an obstacle? It was also crazy at the moment. Eight arms kept waving, attacking us to retreat step by step, and we retreated to the door.

Although this thing looks like a virtual object, it buzzes when acting on the sword. Fortunately, my Blood-Drinking Cold Light Sword was made by a famous artist and the structure was not destroyed by it.

The more violent the attack the Blood-Drinking Sword was, the stronger the red light was, and the stronger the counterattack was. I, Shang Qingtian, Xiao Laosan and another unknown Yunlong Thirteen Eagle barely defended the front line. As the pregnant woman's pain screams became more and more urgent, the transparent monster was even more impatient and suddenly took two steps back. Eight arms suddenly raised. Just as they were about to do something, suddenly, a loud cry of a baby came from the only room in the yard that had not collapsed.

Finally, a new life was born!
Chapter completed!
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