Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Chapter 375 You have to die here.

"Are you... Qi Xiu?"

Looking at the sudden appearance of Qi Xiu with shocked eyes, Yan Baizhe subconsciously took two steps forward to see if he had admitted his mistake.

"Shenxiao Sect?"

The silver-haired old man and the one-armed middle-aged man in the seats also looked surprised.

Shenxiao Sect.

The ancient religion in the great province of Yunnan and Sichuan was a behemoth that had stood for several generations without falling.

When he met Yan Baizhe, Yan Baizhe had just entered Taoism. He was able to cultivate to the second level of blood-stained cultivation in his seventies, and he was regarded as an upper-middle-class figure in the world of cultivation.

But the tribe really can't get away from it, so it's okay after all these years. "

The god puppet nodded in response, then turned around and drove up a cloud of mist, soaring into the sky and disappearing in an instant.

After all, we are not good at this kind of thing, but for Shenxiao Sect, it should not be difficult. "

"Batar, a living Buddha disciple of the Poor Monk's Secret Temple.

As a powerful person in the Taoist body, although his cultivation level has plummeted due to his injuries, he still has at least his eyesight.

"It's just a little trick."

He had seen some introductions to the cultivation system of monks in Northwest Daliang in books.

After listening to Yan Baizhe's words, Qi Xiu's eyes moved slightly.

The sky had just brightened here, and a hurried report suddenly sounded.

Surprised by Qi Xiu's vicious eyesight, Yan Baizhe nodded slowly:

“Since our clan’s inheritance was interrupted, other clans have frequently attacked our Wolf Saint clan in recent years.

"I haven't seen you for decades, but you are getting stronger."

Before Yan Baizhe could turn his head, a slender white hand had already pressed on his shoulder, and the boundless Hunyuan Qi poured into his body, suppressing the injuries and repairing the body.

This Batal always looked smiling and had a kind face.

"No, it's just..." Yan Baizhe hesitated to speak, raised his eyes and glanced at his father who was sitting in the seat, and after seeing him nodding slowly, he said:

Arriving at a courtyard, Yan Baizhe led Qi Xiu to the inner hall. The room was neatly and cleanly arranged. Although it was not luxurious, it had a rare warmth.

Yan Baizhe banged the table, looking annoyed.

"There's nothing you can do to hurt me because of the powerful Taoist body, but I can help you think of a solution to the evil disaster in your tribe."

"How did you come."

Hearing what the one-armed middle-aged man said, Yan Xiong's eyes also had some ripples.

The reason why the Wolf Saint tribe declined so quickly in two hundred years is because it lacked the most important inheritance and could not awaken the Wolf Saint totem.

The person who was annoyed was not those who came to attack the Wolf Saint Tribe, but himself.

There was always a gentle smile on his face, but before Batar finished speaking, Yan Baizhe suddenly felt a strong storm rising in front of him.

Several people left, and the one-armed middle-aged man looked sideways at Yan Xiong: "Clan leader, this monk from the Shenxiao Sect..."

After receiving the pink and fragrant peach, Yan Baizhe couldn't help but secrete a trace of saliva in his mouth. He opened his mouth and bit it lightly, and the sweet and refreshing juice flowed down his throat into his stomach. After running for days, his tired and tired body was really... Much better.

"Some things have happened in the tribe recently, so I'm afraid I won't be able to entertain you well."

In order to find a way to revive the Wolf Saint Totem, my uncle and grandfather tried every means.

"The bald donkey hiding in the secret temple? You really are not enemies and don't get together. You are lucky to meet a poor man."

He couldn't help with the matter of the resurrection totem.

I saw that the monk from the secret temple had suddenly arrived in front of him, with divine light surging around him, like the supreme god who created the world. His right hand stretched out, and the nothingness turned into claws, intending to crush all the Great Liang wolf riders with one hand.

These totems have been worshiped for countless years, and they all have magical powers that cannot be described in words.

Like a needle hitting a mountain.

"I haven't seen you for so many years. I heard that a lot of things happened in Dianchuan River in the past few years, and I still wanted to see you.

"He is injured, otherwise it shouldn't be difficult for a Taoist powerful person to deal with such a level of demonic disaster."

<divclass="contentadv">When he saw the silver-haired old man, Qi Xiu saw the vague outline of the divine light behind him, which was the unique method of the Taoist Power - Tao Shen.

boom!

Forced to break away from Batal's aura suppression, Yan Baizhe roared angrily, summoned up all the energy and blood cultivation in his body, and fired out a gun.

"What's the matter, do you want to find out today?"

The spiritual peaches produced in the longevity star world are magical and have no erysipelas or side effects compared to elixirs.

Although the Wolf Saint tribe lost the inheritance of the resurrection totem.

If he is really desperate, even if he is stained with blood at the ninth level, he is afraid...

My father was alone and unable to support himself. Every time the old injuries were not healed, new ones were added. Over the years, the injuries had accumulated to a very serious level. "

"Gao Leqi, you loser, if you want to die, of course I will make it happen for you!"

In addition, what Yan Baizhe practiced was not the mainstream scriptures, but the special method of the northwest Daliang tribe, so it was much more difficult to increase his level than the mainstream monks.

Riding astride the wolf, Yan Baizhe looked stern and carried a large spear about ten feet tall. Behind him, a group of wolf riders followed step by step, although the number was much smaller than that of the Baichuan tribe opposite.

Yan Baizhe is the young leader of the Wolf Saint Tribe. Although he only has the blood-stained second level cultivation, his terrifying fighting skills are obvious to all the fifty-five tribes.

With his lips moving, Qi Xiu used a secret method to communicate his instructions to the yellow scarf warrior.

It’s impossible for them not to know what extraterrestrial evil spirits are, so how could they take the initiative to invite them.

The leader, a man with braided braids, a naked upper body, and numerous black words embroidered on his skin, shouted loudly at Yan Baizhe.

Qi Xiu asked curiously while stroking the golden jade beads on his wrist.

Bloody Peak!

Back then, when you passed the examination, you chose to take away the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder Demon-Suppressing Treasure Seal, probably for the sake of the tribe. "

However, it is not very difficult to expel evil spirits from outside the territory with his current methods. When he entered the Wolf Saint tribe before, he had already faintly noticed that there was evil energy permeating the void, and the level did not seem to be high.

Different from the mainstream orthodox practice of scriptures, the path taken by the monks in Northwest Daliang is somewhat similar to the combination of incense, Shinto and martial arts.

Gao Leqi was hesitant on his side, and a burly man wearing an ephedra robe with a flaming lotus mark between his eyebrows glowing with red light stepped out.

"Young patriarch!"

Here Yan Baizhe and Qi Xiu reunited after a long absence. The two chatted freely and unknowingly chatted all night.

"It's okay. Although there was some wind and rain, we got through it safely."

But this move immediately revealed the ferocity and evil of the hidden temple, and Yan Baizhe and others were about to be killed.

puff!

The big gun in his hand exploded instantly, and Yan Baizhe vomited out blood. He felt that his body was about to explode in an instant, and the soul in his ancestral orifice was about to be torn apart and annihilated, and the shadow of death overwhelmed him.

"Can't see through."

"Yan Baizhe, you really dare to come and accept the battle invitation."