Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night, I Build Hell Town Human World

"Why do the two fellow Taoists have to take this muddy water?"

Situ Ting looked at the two people who came out of the void, and said helplessly.

"It's not worth wading in muddy water."

After Situ Ting spoke, one of the gentlemen in white said.

"It's just a deal."

The other old woman in purple didn't go around in circles, and she was invited to call them by name.

If only the white-clothed ladies and the purple-robed old women appeared, Situ Ting and the others might not be in a bad mood.

But now it was different. After the white-clothed scholar and the purple-robed old woman, an old man in a black cloak walked out.

This person is also a cultivation base of the fourth level of Dao Zun. Today's huge battle was staged by him.

The lady in white and the old woman in purple were of course invited to this place by him.

"Miss Situ, leave that thing behind, I won't make things difficult for you."

Daoist Qianyuan, who was wearing a black cloak, had no intention of making a direct move.

Situ Ting and Situ Chi beside Situ Yunqing were not easy to provoke.

If Situ Yunqing had only one fourth-level Daoist by his side, the three of them would of course be able to take down the opponent quickly if they joined forces.

It was different now, Situ Yunqing was surrounded by two strong men of the fourth level of Taoism.

Three against two, Taoist Qianyuan still has the advantage, but he really doesn't want to fight like this with Situ Ting and Situ Chi.

Above the void, the two sides confronted each other.

There was nothing outstanding about Chen Qiye among the masters recruited by Situ Yunqing.

"Senior Qianyuan, why do you need to work for the tiger?"

Situ Yunqing hesitated for a moment, before speaking like this.

Situ Yunqing did not point out why Taoist Qianyuan acted as a minion for the tiger.

Taoist Qianyuan did not say clearly what exactly Situ Yunqing took away, and why the treasure she took away was not something she could take.

"Stubborn."

Seeing that Situ Yunqing still said that at this time, Taoist Qianyuan completely lost his patience.

Although the two powerful daoist priests beside Situ Yunqing were not of Yi Yu's generation, after all, there were three powerful daoist lords of the fourth level of daoist lords on their side.

A chilling aura suddenly permeated the entire void.

Taoist Qianyuan came prepared this time, and there were traitors in the Situ family.

For Situ Yunqing and the others, the form was very severe.

At this time, Situ Yunqing was also hesitating whether to hand over that thing.

But it was left by an ancestor of the Situ family, and it contained a lot of secrets.

That thing can be handed over to some of the most powerful people in the Four Dao Realms, but it cannot be handed over to Taoist Qianyuan.

But, does she really have a choice?
While Situ Yunqing was thinking about it, the battle between the two sides was imminent.

If the Taoist contract had not been concluded, some monks would have fled after the war.

Now that there is a Taoist bond, these monks who want to escape can only bite the bullet and stay and fight hard.

Chen Qiye's opponent was a half-step Daoist monk.

If he used the cultivation base of the third level of Dao Zun, he would naturally be able to kill this monk easily.

But he didn't do that, and he didn't practice the Taoism of the birth and death of all things, and cut off the eternal life with his fingers.

This time, Taoist Qianyuan's side and Situ Yunqing's side were the winners, but in fact it was the five strong men of the fourth level of Daoist respect.

"It's not easy."

As Chen Qiye made his move, he wondered if he could suddenly make a sneak attack and seriously injure a monk who was in the fourth level of Dao Zun.

As long as he can seriously injure a cultivator of the fourth level of Dao Zun on the other side, the two sides will be considered to be in balance.

Even, they still have some advantages here.

After all, that Situ Chi was a strong man in the sixth level of Dao Zun at his peak.

Even if the opponent's realm has fallen now, he is still standing on a higher place and has seen a wider landscape.

Just like the monks who have cultivated to the peak of the ninth level of saints today, facing the gods who are also the peak of the nine levels of saints, Bei Mingyin, Jue Tiandi and others.

Not only can't they fight evenly, but they may be instantly killed by the opponent in a face-to-face if they are not careful.

These former Great Heavenly Emperors, or powerful men comparable to Great Heavenly Emperors.

Even at the same level, it's a terrifying mess.

"Fellow Daoist doesn't think much of me!"

"Fighting to the death with Benxiu, you dare to be distracted!"

Facing Chen Qiye was a monk holding a farewell hook.

There are many types of hooks, including long hooks, short hooks, single hooks, double hooks, goose hooks, inverted plume hooks and so on.

But this parting hook is definitely the rarest kind of hook.

Most monks use commonly used weapons such as knives, guns, swords, halberds and sticks.

Because these weapons are the most basic, the easiest to cultivate, the most corresponding exercises, and the most experience left by the seniors.

Simply put, it is easy to use and easy to achieve.

But for those relatively rare strange weapons, there are fewer monks who cultivate them.

Some refiners may not be able to refine the corresponding weapons.

Or they simply don't know what materials are suitable for refining this kind of weapon.

With a good weapon, it is also very difficult to find the skills and insights of the seniors.

In Xu Longquan's hand, there is a pair of parting hooks aimed at the level of Taoist soldiers.

He doesn't lack exercises, let alone cultivation experience.

Because the Xu family he belongs to has been practicing the parting hook for generations.

With Chen Qiye's vision, it can be seen that Xu Longquan is the strongest among the many half-step Taoists present.

If the opponent faces other people and wants to easily take down the opponent, there is no big problem.

But Xu Longquan was unlucky. Standing opposite him was Chen Qiye. It was impossible for him to win a quick battle, or even simply win!
"Shh!"

Xu Longquan's parting hook was only a thin line away from Chen Qiye's left rib.

It's not that he didn't take the offensive just now, it's just that all his offensives were neutral and peaceful.

The sudden attack at this moment is a shocking skill.

At the most incredible time, in the most incredible way, from the most incredible angle, he cast the most incredible hook!
A farewell hook, a farewell hook, in the hook is a farewell injury.

With this hook, even Chen Qiye secretly clicked his tongue.

He can't avoid it unless he uses his supernatural powers.

But Chen Qiye wasn't going to show off his supernatural powers right now, and the three of Taoist Qianyuan were not blind.

After seeing that he has a miraculous way of wandering, he will definitely not be given any chance to sneak attack.

As a last resort, Chen Qiye could only tap his fingers!
The world around him seemed to turn gray in an instant.

In this gray world, only Xu Longquan's avenue is dazzling.

He tapped his finger on Xu Longquan's avenue lightly, and Xu Longquan felt as if he had been hit hard in an instant.

"clang!"

When Chen Qiye tapped his finger for the second time, Xu Longquan bled directly from his seven orifices.

After that, as long as Chen Qiye tapped his fingers three times, Xu Longquan would be dead.