I Am Really Not The Son of Providence

Feeling the surging weather surging from the old Taoist priest, the blood-robed palace master was stunned.

Shrimp?

Is this the situation?

Wasn't this Bilian dying just now to belch?

Why did this guy just break out, and this guy's momentum has recovered?

Is it back to light?

Um, it must be back to the light to frighten me!

The blood-robed palace master sneered: "Hehe, do you think you can fool me?"

"I was hit twice by the seven-kill blood gun of this seat, and the power of the seven kills raged across the body, how could it be okay?"

The old Taoist patted the stick in his hand and slowly walked towards the head of the blood-robed palace: "It doesn't matter if there is anything in this seat, you have a problem."

"Seven kills!!"

The blood-robed palace master's face condensed slightly, and he suddenly offered endless spears.

The old Taoist snorted coldly: "Too slow!"

As soon as the voice fell, his entire body suddenly turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place.

The world can no longer detect his breath, as if the old Taoist priest has completely disappeared from this world at this moment.

"Niezha, eat my old way!"

There was a sudden loud shout behind the blood-robed palace master, and the old Taoist figure reappeared.

The golden long stick in his hand danced with endless shadows and greeted the old Taoist priest.

Bang~!

Bang Bang Bang~!

Boom boom boom boom~!!!

Every stick shot was heavily slammed on the blood-colored spear in the hands of the head of the blood-robed palace.

The head of the blood-robed palace only felt as if he had been hit by an ancient reckless bull, and the tiger's mouth was bursting with blood rapidly.

This, is this really a back light?

But the light this time is too dazzling!Who was so awesome when he came back?

An ominous premonition gradually rose in the heart of the blood-robed palace master, and he felt as if he had made a wrong interpretation.

"Look at the veteran Shenxiao hit the dog!"

The old Taoist yelled loudly, and the golden magic stick in his hand was faster, directly breaking the blood-robed palace master's marksmanship defense.

In an instant, all the stick figures that people couldn't even catch their eyes poured on the blood-robed palace master.

Every stick tears through the void, and the power of every stick is terrifying to the extreme.

With every stick, the Blood-robed Palace Master doubted life.

He reluctantly found that he was completely unable to resist the stick of the old Taoist priest.

Under the stick attack of the old Taoist priest, the army was defeated.

The head of the blood-robed palace spouted blood: "You bastard, this seat is a saint! You actually..."

As soon as the voice fell, he saw the golden god stick with a thick golden halo, stabbing the blood-robed palace master's face heavily and knocking it into the air.

"Holy? Haha, such a weak saint!"

The old Taoist cleverly stabbed the head of the blood-robed palace in half.

Then, he suddenly danced countless shadows of the long stick in his hand, hitting the blood-robed hall master with no power to fight back.

"As expected, Senior Brother Chu He, who is still so strong after so many years, Dan Wu will definitely try to catch up with Senior Brother."

Dan Wu Tianzun looked at the old Taoist foolishly and urged the Yaotai mirror to record.

This is a rare opportunity to observe the heroic fighting attitude of the old Taoist priests, but it is rare on weekdays.

"The sage of the Jindan Qi refining system is suppressed by the gods and demons during the refining period, and the seniors usually hide too deeply."

Bai Lian Tianzun was also amazed, at this time, she did not know the strength of the old Taoist priest.

But they were not too shocked, because it was not the first time that the old Taoist rebelled against the saints.

"Asshole!"

"Chu Longhe, take note of today's shame."

"In the future, if I succeed in cultivation, I will definitely come back to you to avenge today's insult."

The blood-robed palace master showed shame and anger in his eyes, and the blood-colored beads in his hand suddenly threw at the old Taoist priest, and the blood increased greatly.

As the bloody light increased greatly, cracks appeared on the surface of the beads, as if they would collapse into fragments at any time.

Yes, the Hallmaster of the Blood Robe actually exploded the sacred artifact at the bottom of the pressure box at this time.

Facing the existence under the holy order of Chu Longhe, he was forced to explode the magic weapon and escape.

This shame is absolutely unbearable for any saint.

But the Hallmaster of the Blood Robe is worthy of being a hero, he resisted his shame.

Only by running away alive can we have a chance to turn defeat into victory.

Boom~!!!

The blood-colored beads swelled rapidly, and quickly collapsed into a wave of energy.

The old Taoist priests who fought with the blood-robed palace master were naturally located in the core area where the blood-colored beads erupted, completely engulfed by the energy tide.

"Sacred Land of Gods, I will definitely come back!"

The head of the blood-robed palace blew seven kill beads, and completely contained the old Taoist priest.

But he himself, after letting out the cruel words, turned around and shot towards the ancient battlefield.

Although in the ancient battlefield, the cultivator's cultivation base will be suppressed until the foundation stage, facing the evil spirits of the battlefield is very dangerous.

However, with the blood-robed temple master's understanding of spells in the realm of the saint, even with the foundation-building period, he has a lot of certainty that he can survive on the battlefield.

In contrast, the old Taoist priest is more dangerous.

If you don't hide in the battlefield, I'm afraid it will be even worse if Bilian Tianzun catches up.

And as long as he successfully hides in the ancient battlefield, relying on countless powerful undead among them, it is not difficult to get rid of the old Taoist priest and get away successfully.

...

Seeing the Blood Robe Palace Master exploded the Seven Kill Beads, he immediately broke through thousands of miles and was about to break into the ancient battlefield.

The veteran Taoist did not succeed in stopping it.

When the aftermath of the explosion of the Seven Kill Pearls was completely carried down by the old Taoist priest, the gossip fairy clothes on his body were almost turned into tatters.

His face became pale again, and he slowly fell from the void: "Damn it, he did not hesitate to explode a seven-kill bead comparable to a sacred weapon!"

The old Taoist looked at the blood-robed palace master who was about to flee into the battlefield: "Hateful, the old Dao tried his last bit of vitality, and finally let this evil barrier escape."

As he said, he turned around and looked at Shen Tian, ​​his face pale as paper: "Tian'er, I will die soon this time."

"Look at what we talked about earlier. You worshipped the old Dao as a teacher before you died, think about it?"

Listening to the words of the old Taoist priest, feeling the rapid and weak breath of him.

The blood-robed palace master who had rushed to the ancient battlefield stagnated, and then continued to flee without hesitation.

Grandma's bear!

It is enough to be fooled by you old boy once, and I hope to use this routine to fool you a second time. Is it true that I do not have the IQ of a cult?

Even the blood-robed palace master no longer believed in the old Taoist priest, let alone Shen Tian, ​​after all, he was not a fool.

Shen Tian wiped off his sweat and looked at the old Taoist priest: "Didn't you say that your life will be soon?"

The old Taoist face turned red: "Ahem, it's just coming back to light."

"This time I was seriously injured by this evil self-explosive holy artifact, the old man is really dead soon."

There was a laughter in Shen Tian's mind."

This laughter made Shen Tian feel offended.

His face suddenly darkened: "Uncle, don't worry, you were seriously injured to save me."

"If you have any accidents, Tian'er will bury you, and will personally sweep your grave on the first, fifteenth, double ninth, and Qingming days."

"Now, can you go back to the photo again? Otherwise, that guy will escape into the ancient battlefield."

Listening to Shen Tianmu's emotional words, the anticipation and smile on the old Taoist priest's face slowly solidified.

He knew that this good apprentice of the money tree was out of play.

Blood kill, why do you want to die?

why!!!