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The Taoist's actions made Ming Fan and the others afraid to respond easily. Although the Taoist seemed easy-going, there was always some inexplicable unsimplicity in his easygoing nature.

"Why don't you talk?"

"Ah? Ah... please give me some advice, senior." Lin Wanshu was the first to react and said respectfully to the Taoist.

Seeing Lin Wanshu like this, the Taoist smiled, as if he had expected that they would agree in the end.

"It's very simple. If you want to leave, you have to defeat me." The Taoist said, and five phantoms suddenly appeared behind him.

These five shadows looked exactly like the original body. At this moment, they all raised their eyes and looked at them.

"Oh." The Taoist exclaimed, and the five figures behind him exclaimed together, "It's too harsh for you to defeat me, so how about you hit my sleeves?"

Ming Fan and Lin Wanshu looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

After all, the problem will ultimately have to be solved by force.

Several people attacked the Taoist together in tacit understanding. The first to strike is the strongest, and the last to strike will suffer. Since this person didn't want them to leave, they had to seize the initiative.

The Taoist was besieged by Ming Fan and his companions, but he was not angry. His face was calm and a smile curved his lips.

This smile was like that of a cat playing with a mouse, which made them feel a little strange. Could it be that this Taoist was sure that even if they were combined, they could not match him?

"Senior Brother, Third Brother." Ming Fan and Lin Wan and Shu Ronghua exchanged glances.

Lin Wanshu nodded and jumped forward. Rong Hua cooperated with Lin Wanshu with a silver spear, and Xiao Yunyang and Le Shan attacked from behind.

Seeing that they had attracted the Taoist's attention, Ming Fan condensed his spiritual consciousness into a thin line and stabbed it fiercely at the Taoist.

To deal with the soul, you naturally have to use the method to deal with the soul.

"Alchemy cultivator?" The Taoist looked at Ming Fan in surprise. With such spiritual awareness, if he was not a medicine cultivator, he must be a cultivator who was proficient in soul skills.

However, it is estimated that soul skills are not widely spread in the continent today, and there are even fewer people who can practice soul skills. Such people must be alchemy practitioners.

The Taoist shook his head: "It's really good, but it's still not enough."

Ming Fan felt a blank in his mind, followed by severe pain, and he fell down unconsciously.

"Little junior sister?!"

Xiao Yunyang shouted, and then a strong wind flashed by, and a huge sword appeared in front of him, and the Taoist smiled nonchalantly.

"Oh, you still care about others."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yunyang was knocked out and stopped just under the coffin.

"You have poor control skills."

Lin Wanshu flew out.

"You, your spear skills are not strong enough, but you are too feminine."

Ronghua flew out.

"And you, is this how you use talismans? Which master taught you that?" The Taoist sighed and pressed down with one hand.

Le Shan was blown away by the huge force, and the talismans in front of him scattered all over the ground.

"What? Are you not convinced that I didn't slap you away?"

The Taoist walked up to Mingfan and stopped, looking at Mingfan who had just woken up with a smile.

"I told you that you can get out if you beat me, but now it seems that you are really... bad~"

The Taoist turned around with a smile, and suddenly a more violent soul power fluctuation came from behind him.

Ming Fan gritted his teeth, and the power of the dragon's breath mixed with the soul power of Ming Qingchen's attack, like a huge palm, crushing towards the Taoist.

That was what Ming Qingchen told her before he left. If she encountered a tough opponent, this strike could save her life.

"This is quite interesting. A person practicing alone can actually have dragon breath on his body. Well, that soul power is indeed much stronger than your previous one."

The Taoist's eyes lit up, and he walked back to Ming Fan, gently waving his sleeves to dissolve the attack.

"Little girl, if it's not yours, it will never be yours."

The aura on Ming Fan's body dissipated, and the Taoist couldn't help but look a little disappointed.

"I'm wondering now, maybe you can't even reach my sleeves in the end." The Taoist shook his head and put his hands behind his back.

The five clones just now consciously stood back beside him.

The five clones are different from before. Just now they all imitated the Taoist's movements in unison, but now, these five clones are like five individuals, each alive.

They stared at Ming Fan and the others. Although their expressions were different, the disgust in their eyes was uniform.

"In that case, I will come back later."

The Taoist figure disappeared in front of everyone, and silence returned to the corridor.

Ming Fan slowed down, spat out the blood in his mouth, and looked back.

The six brothers and sisters were blown away in different directions. Except for Ming Fan who had a headache, the others were lying on the ground unconscious, apparently in pain.

Ming Fan took a breath for a moment, walked behind the stone gate, and came to the coffin.

After thinking about it, he squatted down and stuffed a pill into Xiao Yunyang's pocket, then he took great pains to drag Xiao Yunyang out from under the coffin.

Ming Fan returned to the front of the coffin and placed his hands on the surface of the coffin.

In just a few hours, many changes occurred.

What is the origin of this Taoist? Even with four Nascent Souls joining forces, they couldn’t even last a few breaths.

She was fine, after all, she was just a Jindan. But Lin Wanshu and the others were genuine Yuanying cultivators.

"Tsk. What goes around comes around."

Ming Fan's men tried hard to push open the lid of the black coffin.

"Where did that Taoist come from?" Rong Hua twisted his neck. He was beaten and his body was in great pain.

Ming Fan pondered: "At least, is he a god?"

Anyone who can dissolve Ming Qingchen's moves with a wave of his hand must have a higher level of cultivation than Ming Qingchen, but she didn't know what Ming Qingchen's level was until she left.

Ming Fan thought about it and made a conservative estimate. She didn't dare to make an excessive estimate because she was afraid that her fellow brothers would be scared to death.

"Don't just stand there, let's work together to find a way to open this coffin."

Ming Fan greeted Rong Hua and Xiao Yunyang. Lin Wanshu and Le Shan were probably hit too hard and they haven't woken up yet.

"This thing can't be opened at all." Rong Hua poked the spear on the coffin lid, but no matter how he moved, there was no trace left.

Mingfan tried all the methods he could think of, but got the same result.

After Lin Wanshu and Le Shan woke up, the five of them surrounded the coffin and did everything they could to open it. However, the Taoist figure appeared again...

"Haha, you can't even touch my sleeves, and you still want to open my sarcophagus?"

The Taoist priest folded his arms and leaned against the stone gate, looking at the little figures inside with amusement.

"You are such a strange person!" Rong Hua pulled out the belt from his waist and turned it into a spear, pointing it straight at the Taoist's face.

"I've already told you that your spear is too feminine. If you're not suitable for spear practice, try practicing with the sword." The Taoist flicked his sleeves and knocked Rong Hua away again.

Rong Hua: "..."

Why are you cursing at me for no reason?

"1, 2, 3, 4... Tsk tsk, little girl, you are the only one missing."

The man in Taoist robe counted the people who were knocked unconscious, and when he saw Ming Fan standing there intact, he pointed at him.

"Haha, Senior, I won't be able to do it this time..."

Before Ming Fan could finish his words, a powerful soul force attacked him and he fainted from the pain again.

The man in Taoist robe looked at the five people lying neatly on the ground and clapped his hands with satisfaction. This is right, a family should be neat and tidy.

After saying that, he kicked each of them a few more times and then disappeared again.