I just traveled through time and you told me that Taoism is gone?

Beitianwang looked at Zhao Xuanling opposite who was eager to try, and a smile appeared on his big mouth.

Zhao Xuanling became a little impatient when he looked at Beitian Wang who kept smiling strangely at him but did not take action.

"Big-headed monster, what are you looking at? Are you going to fight or not?"

As soon as Zhao Xuanling said these words, the countless evil spirits behind King Beitian felt that Zhao Xuanling was disrespectful to their general, and they all started to howl and cry at Zhao Xuanling.

They looked ferocious, as if they were going to eat Zhao Xuanling alive.

King Beitian was not angry, he still looked at Zhao Xuanling with a smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to signal the evil ghost behind him to shut up.

Zhao Xuanling was a little panicked when he saw the loving smile on Beitianwang's face, thinking that this big-headed ghost might have taken a liking to this Taoist master, right?

At this time, King Beitian spoke.

"Human, why don't you run away when you see me?"

When Bei Tianwang spoke, his voice was like the grunting of an old cow. As his mouth opened and closed, a stench came straight toward Zhao Xuanling.

Zhao Xuanling reached out and slapped his nose in disgust, but when he couldn't get rid of the smell, he simply pinched his nose.

"You alone are not enough to scare me away. Stop talking nonsense and let the fight begin!"

After saying that, Zhao Xuanling flicked his Taoist robe and assumed a fighting posture.

Seeing this, King Beitian raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you Taoist priests so unafraid of death? Haha... Come to think of it, I haven't seen a Taoist priest for decades. To be honest, I still miss him a little."

Zhao Xuanling was stunned when he heard this. He hadn't seen a Taoist priest in decades?

Yuan Guan's words alone were not enough to convince Zhao Xuanling. After all, he had been in the Taoist gym before today. How could there be no Taoist priest? Besides, Buddhism and Taoism are not compatible with each other, so what Yuan Guan said was taken by Zhao Xuanling as if he was just being quick-tongued.

But now that even people from the ghost tribe are saying this, Zhao Xuanling has to be suspicious.

"What do you mean by that?"

Zhao Xuanling asked with a cold face.

Seeing Zhao Xuanling's appearance, Beitian Wang couldn't help but smile jokingly and said, "Haha... little Taoist priest, do you really not know what I mean?"

Zhao Xuanling became a little impatient after hearing this.

"You said or not?"

"Haha, so what if you don't tell me?"

"Humph!"

Zhao Xuanling snorted coldly and said, "If you don't say it, then never say it again!"

After the words fell, Zhao Xuanling made a secret with both hands and muttered: "Fire Spirit, Flame Spirit, Suzaku soars! With a stroke of the magic pen, connect Bingding! Goddess of Flame, hold the imperial bell! Samadhi True Fire, descend Zhuling quickly! Three Taiwan assists, messenger The spirits are summoned! Song Wuji, the fire wheel god, quickly holds the fire wheel to burn the ghosts and exterminate them! Hurry up like a law! Edict!"

As the spell was recited, a huge fiery red figure gradually appeared behind Zhao Xuanling.

The figure held fire wheels in both hands, and the raging fire continued to rise, and the temperature of the corridor instantly increased a lot.

Zhao Xuanling locked his eyes on Beitian Wang, and then pointed his finger at it.

Two rays of fire burst out from the eyes of the huge figure behind him, and then he threw out the fire wheel in his hand.

The fire wheel left his hand and turned into two fireballs like the scorching sun.

As soon as the fireball appeared, the surrounding area suddenly burst into flames and the temperature rose sharply.

The fireball dragged a long fire tail and hit Beitian Wang with overwhelming force!

King Beitian seemed to feel the power of these two fireballs, and he did not dare to slack off, holding his ax in front of his chest.

In the blink of an eye, two balls of fire and the ax hit each other heavily.

The moment the two came into contact, countless waves of fire spread, filling the entire corridor in an instant!

Beitianwang has an ax to resist, which can greatly reduce the damage to a minimum. But the little devils behind him suffered a disaster, and were mercilessly devoured by the waves of fire in an instant.

Countless screams and howls came from the fire waves, and in just a few breaths, countless little devils were buried in the divine fire.

This monstrous wave of fire lasted for ten minutes before gradually extinguishing.

Zhao Xuanling stared straight ahead. He could still feel the ghost energy on Beitian Wang's body, which proved that the blow just now did not kill him.

Zhao Xuanling was not surprised by this. The reason why Zhao Xuanling chose the Divine Fire Curse for the attack just now was because he did not want to kill Beitian King, but wanted to save the opponent's life to solve his own puzzles.

When the fire light dissipated, Beitianwang's ax was burned red, and most of his armor was burned away. The skin that was originally as black as charcoal seemed to have become even darker. Countless black smoke was everywhere, and there was a burning smell.

King Beitian sneered, looked at the red-hot axe, and blew lightly on it. The red-burnt ax instantly turned back to its previous black color.

"You have some ability."

King Beitian glanced at the kid behind him. Zhao Xuanling only used one move, and even though he blocked most of the power, most of the kid behind him was killed or injured.

Zhao Xuanling's strength is indeed enough for the King of the North, who is at the Ghost King level, to take a look at him.

"Give you a chance to tell me what I asked you just now. If you hesitate again, the next blow will kill you!"

Zhao Xuanling said with a cold snort, this could be regarded as giving King Beitian an ultimatum.

"Hahahaha, it's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Even the old guys from Taoism didn't dare to talk to me like this. I do appreciate your courage."

Zhao Xuanling's eyes turned cold when he heard this.

"Do you really want to talk about this with me?"

King Beitian looked at Zhao Xuanling, who was about to take action with his hands, waving his hands and saying:

"Young man, don't be too impatient. I don't want to embarrass you when I come here this time. If you agree to do me a favor, I will not only tell you what you want to know, but also spare your life. How about that?" "

"You want me to help you with this sneaky thing? Aren't you awake?"

Zhao Xuanling raised his eyebrows and said.

Zhao Xuanling only thought it was ridiculous what Beitianwang said.

"Don't refuse in a hurry. You can help me a lot."

With that said, King Beitian turned around, revealing his generous arms.

Zhao Xuanling didn't know what Beitian Wang meant, but when he saw something in the gap between Beitianwang's shoulder blades, Zhao Xuanling was stunned!

"Longquan Sword!"

Zhao Xuanling couldn't help but exclaimed after seeing the appearance of the thing clearly.

Although only a small half of the blade and hilt were exposed, and there were still rust stains on them, Zhao Xuanling recognized the sword at a glance.

This sword is the Taoist Longquan Sword, and it is also one of the magic weapons used by Taoists to kill demons.

Zhao Xuanling's master had an identical sword in his hand. Zhao Xuanling had admired it up close, so he would not admit it wrong.

When King Beitian saw that Zhao Xuanling recognized the sword, he turned around and said:

"Since you recognize this sword, it must be an extremely important magical weapon for your Taoist family. Since you are a Taoist, you naturally have a way to pull it out. You can help me pull it out, and I will allow you to take this sword back with you. ,how?"

Zhao Xuanling didn't say anything when he heard this, and just watched Beitianwang's performance quietly.

Seeing that Zhao Xuanling was silent, Beitianwang looked a little embarrassed on his big face, so he quickly added:

"Of course, this broken sword won't cause any harm to me. It's just a little uncomfortable when it's stuck in my body. It's okay if you don't help me pull it out, but I can't let it go today. You made it out alive!”

Zhao Xuanling smiled slightly when he saw Beitianwang's appearance and said:

"Stop acting. This sword in your body will do a lot of damage to you, right? If my guess is correct, there should be a formation on this sword, and most of your strength has been sealed by this formation. Bar?"

As soon as Zhao Xuanling said these words, Beitianwang's face suddenly turned cold, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

He didn't expect that this little Taoist priest actually guessed them all!

"Ha ha…"

Zhao Xuanling looked at the killing intent rising in Beitianwang's eyes and sneered twice:

"This sword belongs to my Taoist family. You don't need to threaten me, I will definitely get it back. As for you, I am not afraid of you regaining your strength. After all, it will be more fun if you are stronger!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Xuanling did not wait for King Beitian to speak. He stretched out two fingers in front of his chest and muttered:

"The sword is made of ordinary iron. It communicates with spirits by holding it, moves by the heart, lives by blood, and dies by non-thoughts. The art of sword control lies in regulating the breath, holding the Yuan and keeping one, so that the five spirits of the sword can be unified. , cycle back and forth, endlessly! Edict!"

As he finished speaking, Beitianwang suddenly felt the Longquan Sword on his shoulder shaking. Immediately afterwards, golden light emerged from his shoulders, countless air currents whizzed past, and there was a strong wind in the corridor!

At this time, the drone floating behind Zhao Xuanling was also violently thrown to the wall by the sudden strong wind.

When the drone fell to the ground, the flashing red light on the front camera dimmed.

"... "

In a dim hall, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a solemn expression fell into deep thought while looking at the large screen in front of him that suddenly lost its image.