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Chapter 275 Lost to Wang Qingyuan

Chapter 335 Lost to Wang Qingyuan

At this moment, countless words danced in the sky, condensing into a blurry image in the air.

The old man didn't know what this phantom would turn into in the end, but after the phantom solidified, he would undoubtedly be defeated, and his life might even be in danger, so he controlled the white python to burn that phantom with green flames.

The white python twisted its body, crawled to a place not far from the phantom, and flicked the head of the triangle snake.The overwhelming green flames were burning fiercely around the phantom, as if they wanted to burn the phantom away.

However, there is a circle of Wen Qi guarding around the phantom, and even though the flames are powerful, they cannot hurt the phantom at all, so the two are at a stalemate.

At this time, the barrier behind the old man was burned by the green flames to create a gap that could allow one person to pass through. The barrier kept wriggling, trying to close the gap.But the green flames are burning wildly, and the gap always exists.

"Wang Qingyuan, your wisdom is in vain. But today's battle didn't allow me to escape successfully. You are so advanced in your morality, and I feel inferior. But those juniors of the Wang family who are wandering outside, fellow Taoists, it is better to recall them." Seeing the escape, the old man Hopeful, he said triumphantly and threatened Wang Qingyuan. Most of the juniors of the Wang family who are studying abroad are not very good, and the old man can kill them without any effort.

Wang Qingyuan, who had planned to kill the old man himself, now had even more murderous intent in his eyes.Flipping the book in his hand even more quickly, an incomparably powerful pillar of Wen Dao Sheng Qi immediately emerged from the book.

The pillar of sacred air split into two, one rushed towards the old man, and the other wanted to repair the gap that was burned by the green flame.

Even if there is only half of the sacred air pillar, the old man has to be careful to install it.Several beads, which were obviously one-time instruments, were thrown towards the holy air column.At the moment of contact, the beads burst instantly, and strands of green flames burst out, attaching to the holy air column and burning wildly.

The old immortal who has reached this realm really has an unusually rich family background.Take a lot of all kinds of weird magic weapons.

The old man's footsteps were not slow, but the holy air pillar was even faster, directly sealing the gap.Blocked the old man's way forward.

At this time, the old man is still unwilling to fight to the death with Wang Qingyuan, after all, his own realm improvement is a bit tricky.Has certain flaws.

A large pile of spells popped out of the old man's hand, and he threw it directly at the barrier, obviously intending to forcibly break the barrier.

At this time, the phantom in the air finally condensed into reality. This is an old man with a benevolent and elegant face.There are three strands of beard under the chin, and he is wearing a simple Ming robe.

"This is the appearance of a saint. You have cultivated to this point." The old man turned pale with shock, looking at the holy image floating in the air in front of him, he knew that he was doomed.

The left hand of the holy image touched the charm thrown by the old man. Under the brilliance, the charm fell to the ground like waste paper.At the same time, the green flame that emerged from the white python's horn was also annihilated by the endless literary holy spirit brought by the icon.

Seeing this scene, the old man's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.Facing this icon, his winning rate can be said to be almost zero, but he can't just admit defeat like this!If he falls into Wang Qingyuan's hands, his end will be worse than death.

Don't look at this group of scholars who shout about benevolence, righteousness and morality all day long. If they really get ruthless, they can be more ruthless than anyone else.In the current situation, the only way to fight to the death is to not retreat, and perhaps a glimmer of life can be obtained.

The old man's body is very dry and thin, but his soul is extremely powerful.But this incomparably powerful soul source was plundered by the old man, so it would not be heartbreaking to use it.

A large amount of soul energy was transported to the body of the white python, and the white python's single horn became even bigger, and its body suddenly swelled up, and three claws grew out of it.This is very similar to the appearance of Jiao described in some ancient books.

"It's just a shape, but it doesn't have the charm of a real dragon. Only the barbarian land of Dongpu can come up with such a low-level method." Wang Qingyuan was very disdainful, and the white snake was vulnerable in front of the holy statue.

The old man didn't suffer any injuries on the outside, but he lost a lot of soul origin in a short period of time. In fact, the old man was already very weak.I don't want to refute Wang Qingyuan's irony.

But the white python, no, it should be a white dragon.Watching the holy statue in the air rise directly into the air, spit out a stream of gray air, and there are tiny ice crystals falling on the ground where it passes. If a person is sprayed by this gray air, they may directly turn into an ice sculpture. Instantly smashed to pieces.

The holy image still had the calm and clear appearance, and it didn't move at all in the face of the terrifying gray energy. The holy energy gushed out of its body, and when the gray energy hit the holy energy, it remained motionless.

Neither the old man nor Wang Qingyuan cared. It would be nonsense if the holy statue was defeated by a mere slap of gray.

Bai Jiao saw that Hui Qi's attack was ineffective, so he flicked his tail and attacked the icon.

The holy statue didn't move at all, but Bai Jiao was sent flying more than ten meters by the counter-shock force.Bai Jiao let out a roar. Although it didn't have the same high intelligence as humans, it still had some basic judgments. It was blown away by the holy statue that could be said to be a dead thing, which made Bai Jiao feel a great provocation.

The single horn on the top of the head glowed again, and the green flame surged out. The difference from the previous few times was that this time there was a trace of electric light in the flame, and the power was not the same as before.

The holy image seemed to feel threatened, and the holy energy kept surging.The holy radiance filled the entire enchantment and directly hit the green magic flame.

It was as if ice had collided with fire, and the two were at a stalemate. For a while, the green flame had the upper hand, and then it was pushed back by the holy pressure.

The white flood dragon kept roaring, and the output of the green flame continued to increase, but it just couldn't really overwhelm the holy energy released by the holy image.

The old man couldn't take it anymore. What Wang Qingyuan relied on was actually the power contained in the sage's handbook in his hand. It consumed him very little, but the old man relied on his own soul source. items below.

Even if it has gone through a long time, the remaining power is only five or six out of ten.What's more terrible is that the time when the ancestors of the Wang family obtained Taoism and canonization was the closest to the present era, and the leftovers are the most powerful among the great saints.

The old man had no choice but to maintain his output against Bai Jiao while secretly accumulating strength.He was going to open the barrier at the right time and rush out forcefully. In order not to be discovered, he deliberately chatted with Wang Qingyuan.

"Patriarch Wang, the power of the sacred objects left by the ancestors is really unparalleled. It seems that the Wang family is well-deserved number one in the ranking of the major saint families in China!"

Wang Qingyuan knew that the old man was an enemy, but this compliment was still very useful to Wang Qingyuan: "If the fellow daoist and I were not sworn enemies, the old man would really like to invite the fellow daoist back to the mansion to have a good talk and talk about the deeds of our ancestors. "

At first, the old man thought that Wang Qingyuan was going to let him go, but it directly made him feel cold.

"Relying on the handwriting left by Mr. Yangming, who else in Huaxia Xuanmen is the opponent of Patriarch Wang?"

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(End of this chapter)