Immortal Devil Transformation

There was a man in the wilderness outside the ruins of the town.

This is an old man with some dusty, dusty faces wearing an old gown.

There are many denominations in this world, like the priests of Yunqin, some Buddhist temples in Tang Tibet are recognized by the Chapel, there are many temple temples, so there are many people like the clergy, yet the clergy with the Flame Mountain mark on his chest can be said to really deserve this robe and the word "clergy”. For they are messengers of the Mount of Purgatory, and they represent a mysterious and powerful practitioner. And throughout the dynasty, they do not have to listen to any noble command of the royal court of the world. They truly are above the temple, they only listen to the command of the mountains of purgatory, they only obey the command of the demons they believe in, and they are the true officials of God.

This Purgatory Mountain apostle, the old cleric, Ping Su was only responsible for checking the water quality of a few cold springs in Purgatory Mountain, and was not interested in walking into the world and meddling in some of the world's common affairs. However, one of his nephews died in the assassination of Lin Xi, so after some of the elders of Purgatory Mountain conveyed the meaning of teaching, he also left Purgatory Mountain, crossed Qianxia Mountain, and began searching for Lin Xie with many reckless practitioners who entered the South Ling Province for various reasons.

At this moment, looking at the ruins of the deserted town not far ahead, the wrinkles on the old cleric's face gradually spread, revealing a certain expression of explanation and relief in his serene eyes.

Although Lin Xi and Gao Yanan's movements are extremely mysterious, there are limits to how far a practitioner can travel in a day. In other words, each practitioner has the largest radius of activity per day, except that the higher the training, the greater the radius of activity. If you draw a circle on the sand plate, centered on where the practitioner was last seen, with a maximum radius of activity, the trajectory of the practitioner becomes clearer and clearer several times later.

After a fierce battle somewhere in the previous two days, the old cleric who came from Purgatory Mountain wind and dust servant could already determine that he was getting closer and closer to Lin Xie, and today, seeing the ruins of this broken town after the army, he had a strong instinct that Lin Xie, who he was going to kill, must be in this town.

Because Purgatory Mountain clerics are reckless beyond the presence of ordinary Hajj officials, before crossing Qianxia Mountain, he had obtained extremely detailed information on Lin Xie, including details of Lin Xie and Qiubai's adversaries. In his view, if Qingqiu Bai initially did not need bows and arrows, Qingxiu was directly close to Lin Xie, and under the condition that Qingqiu Bai's soul power did not consume so much, it should be Lin Xie, not Qingqiu Bai, who died.

So he was sure he could kill Lin Xie.

……

The wrinkles on his face soared quietly and the old Cleric of Purgatory Mountain quietly approached the edge of the town's ruins.

This small town is a bungalow on the first floor, it is full of wild grass farmland, there is no high point, that is, the people in the ruins of the town have a flat view and are hindered by more buildings, so although he is just bright and big close to this town,

As long as there is no unusual noise, it is difficult to detect his arrival for convenience.

The town is still very quiet, with only a few winds blowing through the grass and the deserted and empty voices of leaky houses.

However, just as the Purgatory Mountain Cleric entered the shadow of a house, his face changed dramatically and he felt extremely dangerous!

His eyes flashed with divine light, his right foot pointed a little above the ground, and many spider web-like cracks suddenly appeared in the ground, and even the heat and fire of silk burst out of the cracks, causing tremendous anti-seismic forces to fly out of his body to the left in an instant.

Meanwhile, just on the wall of the house in front of him, a fist-sized circular hole appeared, a white comet-like arrow light, coming out of it, rubbing his flying body out and cutting a crack in his old robe.

Another white comet-like arrow light penetrated a roof, ejected and landed just cracked on the robe, still rapidly accelerating the head of the old priest.

The old clergyman's face condensed slightly, his left toe suddenly extended down, the spot, the ground beneath his feet all rolled out like water, his body suddenly changed direction forward in rapid acceleration, so that the second arrow only shot the remnants of his head.

Yet the third arrow came to him.

The old clergyman's eyebrows were deeply wrinkled into a river shape, and a black red, burning bamboo flushed out of his right sleeve robe, rolling the third arrow and throwing it out.

The white arrows kept breaking through the roof in the middle of town, falling towards him, and the roof of the house had shattered.

Leather boots beneath the feet of the old clergyman collapsed into countless pieces, * and his feet kept moving alternately on the ground, turning his entire body into a black-red wind. His eyebrows were always deeply wrinkled, and he couldn't understand... Since the arrows kept firing from the house, there was no question at all. Lin Xi was naturally in the house, but the house should never have seen his initial position. Why did Lin Xi's arrows, even able to separate several walls, accurately lock his position with the first arrow?

And at this moment, the velocity of this arrow is exactly like the mechanical firing of an arrow with his eyes closed, but the rhythm and timing are the ultimate, which made him simply try to avoid arrows with the manipulation skills of soul power and pure reaction speed, but he couldn't do it at all, or he couldn't save soul power, he had to work hard to consume a lot of soul power and use the soul soldiers to fly these arrows.

Fortunately, the other side is no longer far from him, and his soul power should be sufficient to reach the other side and the next adversary.

As his body quickly approached the house where Lin Xie was located at an extremely high speed, the old cleric who had been trying to reduce his own soul power consumption, allowing him to have more soul power erupting in close combat, instead of walking in the simplest straight line, chose a curve to move forward.

Because he knew that there was also a college student like Gao Yanan who was with Lin Xie, maybe at this moment beside Lin Xie, maybe lurking in an abandoned house waiting to attack him. By Lin Xi's side, he had nothing to worry about, because Gao Yanan's cultivation did not pose any threat to the spiritual surge behind him, as did adding one more.

So all he had to do was make sure he wasn't snuck up by Gao Yanan or that three-tailed black fox cat on the way.

This random circle approached Lin Xie, and this is a large bungalow with little concealment. It is impossible for the other party to approach itself through these broken houses without their discovery.

So in the view of the old cleric, Gao Yanan and the three-tailed black fox cat are not beside Lin Xie at this moment, but it is better that he can kill Lin Xie more easily, and then Gao Yanan and the three-tailed black fox cat.

……

The old priest is a hundred steps away from the house where Lin Xie's roof has been completely damaged.

His * feet were alternating on the roof of a grass house, and thick thatch had been ignited by blazing air currents and Mars when his toes fell. However, just as his left foot tip landed on the burning roof, an astonishing amount of energy gathered in the cabin at a terrible rate and then stabbed the roof with another burst of energy at the same time.

The burning roof was instantly frozen in its entirety, puncturing a rooted white prism.

The sharp white ice prism, like a cluster of arrows, pierced the soles of the old priest *, in a slight clicking, pierced his foot, the bloody flowers were frozen directly by the cold air, and the entire foot of the old priest was frozen directly into grey and black.

The eyes of the old priest were instantly filled with incredible divinity.

He can be sure that no one will quickly dive into the grass house beneath him on his way.

There is only one possibility, and the other has been hiding in this grass house.

But how can it be such a coincidence that you can walk around without losing any more soul power just passing through the other side's ambushed grass house?

Countless forward routes, especially the ones you are most likely to go on, they are not ambushed, but rather ambushed here?

Can they be sure that they will pass from here, from this grass house?

Severe pain and shock caused the old priest to open his mouth and want to make a scream like an injured beast, as well as his soul power rolling out of his own foot violent eruption, shook the whole roof to shreds, countless broken grass and grass was driven by his power into downward arrows, at the same time his whole man through the collapse of the roof, sharp fall.

At this time, however, Lin Xi's figure had jumped out of the shattered roof like a bullet thrown by a stone thrower.

One arrow, instead of throwing like many arrows in front of it, shot directly through a dirt wall in the grass house, at a time when the body of the fallen old cleric descended.

At the moment of the fall, the old priest's sight was blocked and his soul was in a sudden eruption. When he saw a hole in the dirt wall in front of him suddenly reappeared, the arrow burst out and he could not react.

“Huh!”

The white comet-tailed arrow instantly penetrated his chest, drilling a fist-sized hole in his body.

His body was beaten like a heavy hammer. He was born trying to stabilize himself, trying to kill his back against another dirt wall. He was walking out of this dirt house with his luck, but another arrow had crossed the front dirt wall again and landed on him.

“Psst!”

The arrow pierced his body again, and the power it carried made it impossible for him to hold his shape and fly backwards out. “Pfft” sounded softly, and the mighty old priest was nailed to the dirt wall behind him.

Then, just between the shocks, the earth wall collapsed, and the old priest fell into the earth with the earth wall.

“I came to kill him, and he died instead of me? ”

The old cleric could not close his eyes. Before he died, there was only one thought in his mind.

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