The night was eerily quiet.
By this time, the blood rain had stopped, leaving only the stars in the sky and an unsettling smell floating in the air.
Uncle Ming took those magic weapons with him and almost didn't need any guidance or identification. He just ran quickly towards the location of the conflict.
Because in that place, the vision caused by the violent conflict almost reached the top of the clouds, allowing anyone nearby with magic power to see it and be attracted to it.
The Emperor Zhong Luo punched down, forcing Luo Wei back, and the place where he originally stood was shattered.
Barely dodging the punch, Luo Wei's half-broken hand grew back.
After just a few moves, Luo Wei had been seriously injured one after another.
"Ha! Weak!"
Emperor Zhongluo raised his hand and erupted a ball of corpse energy, which was as thick and solid as a real cannonball.
Luo Wei couldn't avoid it and raised his sword to resist.
As soon as he raised his sword, out of the corner of his eye he saw a talisman flying from behind.
After turning around and passing the talisman, Luo Wei heard Uncle Ming's voice.
"Tai Shang Laojun is as urgent as a law, a thunder curse, an edict!"
The talisman turned into golden light, collided with the corpse energy, and raised a ball of fire.
"Uncle Ming, you are finally here." Luo Wei smiled.
"Do you still think I ran away?"
Uncle Ming took out two more talismans from his sleeves and glanced at the zombie king in the distance.
"Hanba, I have only heard of it in legends and stories. I didn't expect that I would meet a real one today. It can be considered a blessing in my lifetime."
"How lucky are you?"
Luo Wei smiled, "Uncle Ming, are you talking about yourself or the zombie?"
"They're all the same."
Uncle Ming bit his finger, grabbed the talisman paper and rubbed it on the peach wood sword, and the sword's blade glowed brightly.
"Remember, you have to break his corpse energy first, and then you can hurt him."
"Okay, then I will assist you."
"Then you think too highly of me, Detective Yong."
Despite what he said, Uncle Ming still kept his distance from the Emperor Zhongluo with his strong steps and long sword in hand.
"Maoshan sect?"
As soon as he saw this posture, Emperor Chongluo recognized Uncle Ming's sect.
"Yes, the Maoshan sect is also very powerful, but that was a long time ago. Now..."
The Emperor Zhongluo raised his hand and sprayed a stream of corpse aura towards Uncle Ming.
Uncle Ming jumped away and threw the talisman in his hand.
"The Taiyin conquers the demon!"
The talisman emits golden light and flies towards the Emperor Zhongluo.
However, before he could reach him, Emperor Zhongluo just glanced at it, and the talisman burned in the air and turned into ashes and fell to the ground.
Uncle Ming was horrified, Han Ba was indeed not simple, and ordinary spells could not suppress him at all.
While he was surprised, Emperor Zhongluo had already flown over, carrying boundless corpse energy.
Seeing the danger of this move, Luo Wei stepped forward with a hob.
Bang!
Luo Wei withstood the blow, the ground beneath his feet was shattered, and his feet sank deeply into the ground.
Even if he uses the big demon mode, he can't compete with the boundless power of Emperor Zhongluo.
"The imperial edict is from the ocean. The sun rises in the east. I give you a spiritual sword to slay the bad luck. The sword of wisdom rises!"
Uncle Ming threw out a Five Emperors Money Sword from his sleeve, which was made up of copper coins. He rubbed his hands on the sword, making every copper coin stained with his blood. The Five Emperors Money Sword thus triggered its spirituality and became dazzling. .
"Edict!"
Uncle Ming controlled the copper coin sword and shot it towards the emperor Chongluo.
Emperor Chong Luo felt a strong humane righteousness coming towards him, let go of Luo Wei, and turned around to receive the sword.
He stretched out his hand, and his palm was filled with black energy. He first blocked the first sharp wave of the copper coin sword through the distance, and then turned his backhand to completely break the gang energy on the copper coin sword.
collapse!
The Five Emperors' Money Sword turned into debris and sprayed out in all directions.
The Emperor Zhongluo was invulnerable to swords and guns, and the copper coins only caused sparks on his armor without leaving even a scratch.
As a flesh and blood body, Luo Wei was the closest and was hit by the fragments of the Five Emperors' Money. Blood splashed all over his body, and he was carried backwards by the impact.
Uncle Ming leaned back to avoid a few pieces of debris shot towards his head.
Before he could stand up, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach, making his whole body weak and half-kneeling on the ground.
Luo Wei was shocked to realize something was wrong and looked towards Uncle Ming.
I saw that a few pieces of debris had penetrated into his body, causing Uncle Ming to bleed.
"Uncle Ming!"
Luo Wei struggled to get up, but was pierced by a steel pipe. After the blood mist burst out, he flew backwards with the unparalleled force and was nailed into the wall, leaving countless blood along the way.
Uncle Ming used his mahogany sword to prop himself up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Emperor Zhongluo had already gently held another steel pipe at this time.
With his power, he can accelerate this thing like a cannonball and pierce an elephant from head to tail in one go.
Emperor Zhongluo stretched out his hand teasingly, gave a thumbs up, and pointed at Uncle Ming.
If his eyes were exposed at this time, Uncle Ming could probably see him narrowing one eye and aiming.
"Regards, Grandmaster!"
Uncle Ming formed the sword formula with both hands, raised it high above his head, and stepped on the ground with one foot.
Emperor Zhongluo threw the steel pipe and shot it towards Uncle Ming.
The wind roared like flowing fire, and the iron pipe spun and stabbed Uncle Ming's chest.
Ding...
Hearing an eardrum-shaking sound, Uncle Ming's whole demeanor changed. He stepped on the steel pipe into the ground, causing a hole in the ground.
Emperor Zhongluo hesitated for a moment, as if he saw the shadow of an old friend in Uncle Ming, but he was not sure.
"Annoying!"
Emperor Zhongluo raised his hand, and the objects around him floated. There were more than a dozen items in total, all of which were infected with corpse energy.
The true way of killing them all!
A dozen objects, either sharp or heavy, were shot at Uncle Ming.
At this time, Uncle Ming had summoned his spirit and stood still, swaying and avoiding the objects that were shot at him.
Then he drew out the Seven-Star Fire Lin, jumped forward, and stabbed Emperor Zhongluo with his sword, the sword filled with purple energy.
Emperor Zhongluo took action and pushed the Seven-Star Fire Lin aside. His fingers rubbed against the long sword, causing sparks to fly.
The Emperor Zhongluo stepped out, twisted his waist, turned around, and used the momentum to hit Uncle Ming with an elbow.
Uncle Ming turned his wrist, and the Seven-Star Fire Lin came back at a strange angle and stabbed Emperor Zhongluo on his arm.
Of course, this move did not pierce Emperor Zhongluo's defense, but it did change the direction of his force, causing the elbow to brush his face and send the blow away.
Uncle Ming stepped forward, slid behind Emperor Zhongluo, and stabbed his shoulder with his sword.
Bah!
The tip of the Seven Star Fire Lin sword trembled, causing the heavy corpse energy covering the armor to tremble.
Good opportunity.
Uncle Ming's key is not in the sword, but in his hands.
The word "volt" lit up on his palm, shining with golden light.
"Heaven and earth are infinite, and the universe is moving!"
Uncle Ming slapped Emperor Zhongluo on the back. The emperor Zhongluo's feet sank into the ground, and the layers of corpse energy wrapped around his body rippled, revealing the original color of the armor.
Uncle Ming abandoned his sword, and a word appeared on his other hand, which was obviously the word "诛".
Thunder light lingered on his hand, making the word even brighter.
"Conquer the devil!"
Uncle Ming clapped his hand, and lightning burst out, escaping from the surroundings. It almost lit up a huge light bulb in the dark night, illuminating the sky.
It wasn't until the lightning dissipated that Luo Wei, who finally broke free, could clearly see the scene in front of him.
Uncle Ming knelt on the ground, and Emperor Zhongluo, although white smoke was emitting from his whole body, was still standing, looking at everything.
"It's just a little bit worse." Uncle Ming said sadly.
"No, it's still a little bit worse."
The Emperor Zhongluo sneered, "After all, the gods are borrowed from outside forces. How many gods you can invite depends on your daily practice.
Your cultivation level is considered good among Taoist priests, but you are too greedy and want to invite seven points of the ancestor's divine power. Is this something your mortal body can bear?
So you deserve this calamity. ”
The emperor raised his legs again, and the corpse energy was already lingering on his feet, and black thunder and lightning lingered on his legs.
"If you are greedy, you will be punished, and your retribution will come in the blink of an eye."
He raised his leg, carrying lightning and corpse energy, and stepped on Uncle Ming's head.
Luo Wei struggled forward, but could only watch the Emperor Zhongluo's feet fall.
Then, this desperate blow was suddenly blocked.
The other foot was stretched out, lightly blocking Emperor Zhongluo's stampede.
"Huh?"
The Emperor Zhongluo raised his head and saw opposite him, a Taoist with immortal style and white hair, but he did not look old.
"Who are you?"
"Maoshan Tianshi, Nangong Baixing."
"Interesting."
Emperor Zhongluo chuckled, "How many Celestial Masters and National Masters do I have to fight against? Are the titles of Celestial Masters sold wholesale these days? Can I meet a Celestial Master at random?"
"I don't know about that."
Nangong Baixing lowered his head to Uncle Ming and said, "Sorry, I'm late."
"I am incompetent..."
"Hey."
Nangong Baixing raised his hand to signal Uncle Ming not to continue, "You've done a good job, haven't you? Just take a good rest."
Then he waved to Luo Wei again, "Hey, come here and help him."
Somehow, even though he had never met Nangong Baixing and never heard Yin Xiu mention him very much, Luo Wei couldn't help but feel at ease and at ease when the great master from Maoshan appeared here.
So he ignored Emperor Zhongluo's gaze and just came forward, pulled Uncle Ming up from between the two and helped him away.
"Do you think I don't exist?"
Seeing Luo Wei dare to save people so easily under his nose, Emperor Zhong Luo's body was filled with corpse energy.
Nangong Baixing said seriously: "No, I respect you very much. After all, you are a drought monster that is rare in a thousand years and the strongest existence I have ever seen. So I didn't help myself, but asked others to help me."
"Thank you!"
Emperor Zhongluo took a step back and thrust out with his kick.
Before this kick reached Nangong Baixing, the strong wind brought up by his feet was like a sickle, and the ground was already split.
Nangong Baixing slowed down the emperor and made a heavy kick. He didn't take action until the kick was almost to his chest and caught it with both hands.
The wind stopped and the noise subsided.
Nangong Baixing calmed down those aggressive murderous intentions in the blink of an eye.
Qi Men Dun Jia·Ben Lei!
The thunder beast fell from the sky and landed between the two of them. Emperor Zhongluo suffered a heavy blow and was directly blown away. He crashed into the arcade and broke through two walls before stopping.
Then he saw that strong electric current had covered Nangong Baixing's body, and above his head, four looming giant demons were directly on the top of the clouds, as if they could reach out and pick the stars.
They were standing behind Nangong Baixing, their bodies filled with purple energy.
It turns out that the full version of [Qi Men Dun Jia·Ben Lei] is actually such a terrifying spell!
True Tao Dharma·Void Space!
Emperor Zhongluo did not dare to hold back at all, and immediately used this most powerful spell to wipe out Nangong Baixing and the demon general behind him, including this city.
Starting from the ground beneath his feet, the real world began to collapse and peel off inch by inch, falling into the boundless emptiness.
Emperor Zhongluo watched the color-stripping razor move in front of Nangong Baixing, and then it shattered!
Nangong Baixing held the sword formula in his hand and pointed forward!
drink!
Above his head, a demon general slapped a palm.
A mountain-like palm fell, and before it reached the ground, Emperor Zhongluo's whole body was already making a terrible crackling sound under the strong wind.
With no way to escape, Emperor Zhongluo was pushed heavily into the surface and underground, and smoke and dust were everywhere.
call! call! call! !
Emperor Zhongluo emerged from the ground, appeared behind Nangong Baixing, and punched him in the back.
Nangong Baixing didn't seem to move, his figure was like ripples on the water.
The next second, he was face to face with Emperor Zhongluo and pointed his finger at him.
The corpse energy dissipates!
While Emperor Zhongluo's punch was easily neutralized, the invulnerable arm armor shattered, revealing the hand that had long been fragmented and could never be healed.
"Is this the work of the exorcist Ma family?"
Nangong Baixing marveled, "It seems to be Immortal Master Ma Linglong's magic. It's fate that we can see it today."
"Ma Linglong!?"
The corpse energy that had originally dissipated gathered again after hearing this name, and even exploded vigorously. Emperor Zhongluo's aura increased to a higher level, and his cultivation level also improved.
At this critical moment, Emperor Zhongluo's power increased again.
"Why, don't you know that she was the one who beat you to death?"
Nangong Baixing glanced at him, "She is the revered guide for Taoists of our generation. Unfortunately, I am young and have never seen the grace of Immortal Master Ma Linglong, but I am lucky enough to see her magic today."
"Stop talking!"
Blood mist erupted from everywhere on Emperor Zhongluo's body, and he tried his best to hit Nangong Baixing with the strongest punch.
Nangong Baixing stretched out a finger again and pointed at the Emperor Zhongluo Fist Peak.
The other gauntlet also broke, and Emperor Zhongluo flew backwards and crashed into the wall.
Immediately afterwards, in the sky, another giant spirit god general waved his halberd and threw it at Emperor Zhongluo.
boom!
The arcade collapsed with a sound, smoke and dust flew everywhere, and Emperor Zhongluo's extremely sublimated corpse energy collapsed again.
"Hey, Uncle Ming."
Luo Wei was stunned, and for a moment he lowered his hand pressing on Uncle Ming's wound, "Who is he?"
"Our great master."
Uncle Ming smiled and said: "Master Maoshan, what do you think?"
"..."
Luo Wei wiped his sweat and said, "It's amazing, it's amazing."
"But before you sigh, can you hold my wound down first? If it bleeds more, I will die!"
"Sorry!"
Uncle Ming glared at him, then looked at the other end, a smile appeared on his pale face. (End of chapter)