"puff"

A mouthful of black blood was spewed out, lifting the place where the black gas attacked and looking at it. Although there were no scars on it, there was a piece of black purple. When you touch it gently with your hands, there was no feeling at all.

"Is this resentment?" After circulating the qi in his body, he found that once his qi passed there, he felt a sense of stagnation, and this area was still expanding.

He was calm and did not dare to stay for a long time. He went back the same way and planned to find a safe place to heal his wounds.

"I really didn't expect that I would be caught in the darkness before it was over." I stopped in a cave, used the filth talisman to transform into a water suit, and drove away the air. But I didn't expect that the effect was still a little weak, and I could only barely limit the spread of the black gas.

"The filthy talisman is useless, so I can only use external objects." Feng Bai sat on the ground with a bitter face thinking about how to heal his injuries.

Medicine and Taoism are not separated. A doctor is not necessarily a Taoist priest, but a Taoist priest will definitely understand several medical skills.

Not only are the difficult and complicated diseases, but almost all ordinary diseases are easy to grasp.

But Feng Bai didn't want to think about the problems that can be solved by talismans.

Anyway, what he said about this is based on qi and supplemented by talisman techniques.

However, the strongest healing talisman in his hand had no effect, so we can only try whether other herbs are useful.

"Since this is a concentrated resentment, then use the prescription that contains the unjust herbs." After finalizing the prescription, Feng Bai did not hesitate and went out to find herbs directly.

Because these things are ordinary herbs, they are collected very quickly, and they are almost done soon.

And at this moment, a sword roar sounded from a distance, followed by a sword energy soaring into the sky and rising from the ground.

The roaring sound continued, and the strong aftermath could be felt even if Feng Bai was far apart.

"Hiss, isn't it said that now is the Dharma-Ending Age, and the spiritual energy is gradually exhausted? How can you still encounter such a powerful man who is invincible?" Feng Bai said and planned to change his direction and stay away from these people.

This kind of momentum is certain that even Uncle Jiu can't do it.

But Feng Bai wanted to avoid it, but the man started to slowly move towards him as he fought.

"..." He didn't say anything and accelerated silently, and was shocked by others. He was not willing to be involved in the battle between strong men of this level.

But the idea was good, but a "swish" sound of a flying sword fell from the sky and directly penetrated into the ground.

"Gudu." Swallowed, Feng Bai quietly took a step back.

The sword body shook, and suddenly rose from the ground and flew into the sky. The same rotten sword covered with rust was formed into a ball.

"It's not a bad thing that is the extraterritorial demon, it's indeed extraordinary." The person who spoke was wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, and pinching the sword with one hand. The previous sharp sword was the style of the Maoshan Demon-Slaying Sword, but the spiritual pressure of this Demon-Slaying Sword is much stronger than that of the Four-Mind Taoist Master.

Another man, in a blue Taoist robe, had a wine pot hanging around his waist, and an empty sword sheath on his back.

A head of black hair is tied into a ponytail shape, and a sloping bangs are left on the forehead.

His face was as sharp as a knife, his eyebrows were like a sword, and his deep eyes were full of vicissitudes. He looked quite distressing.

"Do you know who I am?" The man looked at the Taoist curiously. His body did not move, but the rotten sword flying in the sky actually steadily suppressed the Maoshan Taoist's demon-slaying sword at the disadvantage.

"Aren't you the extraterritorial demon?" The Taoist's eyes were full of greed. When the whisk in his hand waved, the white soft hair at the front of the whisk swept across the blue.

The man in blue had no expression on his face, but kept muttering, "Is the demon from the outside world me? What is the demon from the outside world? No, the demon from the outside world? "

His face changed slightly, but his body still had no movement, as if he could not see the dust in front of him at all.

The pain flashed through his eyes, but even in this way, the fierce whisk could not hurt him at all, and he stopped on the surface of his clothes.

Seeing this, the Taoist was stunned and looked in disbelief, "Body Refiner?"

He shouted in dismay.

"Body Refiner?" Feng Bai hid under a tree and looked at the two of them carefully.

The man in blue still ignored Taoist and was just thinking about his own affairs.

It seemed that because he was underestimated, and because his attack was not seen by his opponent, the Taoist turned red, took back the whisk, and took out a talisman.

The talisman is made of a dark purple talisman paper, written in blood-red ink, and there is also a bright golden light around it, which looks extremely extraordinary.

"Purple Thunder Demon Talisman?" Feng Bai's eyes shrank suddenly when he saw it. This talisman is a special talisman of the Shenxiao Sect, one of the thirty-six paths of Shangmao.

This Shenxiao Sect is a major in internal attack and specializes in thunder techniques. It has a strong power. In Maoshan, only the Qingwei Sect can suppress one of its head. This Ziji Thunder Demon Talisman is a relatively advanced talisman in its sect. It is not allowed to be taught by its personal disciples, and there are even fewer ones circulating outside.

And it is obvious that this Taoist can have this talisman, that is, it is not a master in the Shenxiao Sect, but a noble master.

The purple talisman turned into a purple lightning and flew towards the man in blue halfway.

As if he felt the threat, the man in blue finally looked at the lightning and then stretched out his hand.

Somehow, the lightning was actually grabbed into his hand by him and then wiped out. Looking at the man in blue, his expression did not change at all, and there was no trace of his hand when he retracted it.

This time, not only Feng Bai was gone, but even the Taoist knew that he had messed with someone he shouldn't have messed with. Without saying a word, he took back the Demon-Slaying Sword and immediately turned into a ball of escape light and left without stopping at all.

Without the enemy, the decayed sword shook it spiritually, and then flew back into the scabbard of the man in blue.

"You lied to me." The man in blue said silently when he saw the light of escape that was leaving.

"Do you know who I am?" The man in blue didn't chase him, turned his head and asked Feng Bai.

"No, I don't know." Feng Bai was shocked by his eyes and stuttered slightly.

"I don't know." The man in blue seemed to have become accustomed to it, and did not do anything to Feng Bai, but just walked away silently.

"Which is this an unknown strong man who has lost his memory?" Feng Bai, a man in blue, was a little confused when he looked away.

An evil cultivator from outside the domain, an unknown strong man. The Yunxiang area is a bit uneasy, so I have to leave quickly.

Nothing is important, so Feng Bai planned to run away directly, without any curiosity.

People are more concerned about knowing and knowing what level can they do. The road to immortality has just begun, and Feng Bai is dead without thinking about it.

Instead, it takes only a few years to practice step by step and accumulate merit. It is still okay to seek evil after you are not satisfied.
Chapter completed!