God vs. Lone Star, you and I are a pair

"Master, we may have suffered from that old ghost." Zhao Xi said when he saw the situation in the mirror.

The master gave him a nonchalant expression, and everyone knew that they were in trouble now.

"Oops, Zhang Hao and the others can't hold on any longer." Xue Ying saw through the barrier that Zhang Hao and the others were surrounded, and the encirclement had shrunk to half a meter.

Xuan Yuan grabbed a whisk from Taoist Master Qingchen and waved it into the air. Zhang Hao and the others seemed to have regained some strength. Zhao Xi saw clearly in the mirror that Xuan Yuan had just used a whisk to create a golden inscription, cutting off the thread connecting Zhang Hao and the others to the skeleton. Zhang Hao and the others temporarily got a breather and expanded the encirclement.

"You are quite good at calculating, but have you ever asked me?" There was no trace of cynicism on Xuan Yuan's face, and his dirty Taoist robe slowly revealed his true colors, each hidden rune slowly showing emerged on the body.

"There are many great ways, but they are just different for you and me." He Yun said while sucking the essence from the bones in his hands.

"It's nothing to kill innocent people." Xuan Yuan didn't talk nonsense and continued to snatch the corpse, but was blocked by Qingchen and his disciples.

"The devil said crookedly. Your body is made of the flesh and blood of many people. You must know better than me." Xuan Yuan hit Qingchen and the others with another whisk, knocking them away. The same whisk has obviously different power. In Qingchen's hand, it can only make a show and sweep away only dust. However, in Xuanyuan's hand, it can sweep away several of them without even touching them. The men were thrown away.

"Brother of the Qingyun Sect, I haven't asked you for your name yet, so why don't we discuss it today." He Yun was still stalling for time. The formation was activated and the Holy Infant was ready. He only needed a certain amount of time to slowly If you draw vitality from it, you can return to your youthful state, which lasts for sixty years. However, now that Xuanyuan is pressing harder and harder, he can only give in again and again, not because he trusts the abilities of his men, but because this period is when he is the weakest and has the lowest cultivation level. After all, he has only Skeleton.

"Here, Master." Zhao Xi pressed a place and pointed it out to Zhou Jingyan's master.

The master took out a large number of talismans from his pocket and said, "You can stick it on me." Without waiting for Zhao Xi to nod, he patted the talisman in front of him as if he didn't want any money.

Zhao Xi glanced at the talisman in his hand and sighed secretly. It was indeed a master-level sect. Look at the talismans he took out. They have been lost for many years. In their industry, such talismans require... It was worth the down payment for a house, but the teacher’s wife threw it forward like a piece of waste paper. When the matter is over, be sure to ask the master for a few.

As several talismans were pasted, Xue Ying and the others finally saw clearly the transparent barrier that had been blocking the front. At this moment, it slowly changed from invisible to tangible, like rippling water ripples, which slowly became more and more rippled. The bigger it got, the more it finally tore a hole in the middle.

In the field, He Yun and Xiao Dongzi, who had been standing beside him, spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time.

Zhao Xi was still looking at the Qiankun mirror. He Yun, who had rotten flesh on his bones, naturally couldn't spit out any blood. However, Xiao Dongzi next to him had a few drops of blood splashing onto the bones in He Yun's hands.

Master Tai and Zhao Xi were scattering talisman papers as if they were free of charge while approaching Xuanyuan. The people led by Xue Ying went to the other end of the encirclement where Zhang Hao and the others were. The wind direction on both sides of the battlefield began to reverse.

"Haha, interesting." He Yun dodged a piece of talisman paper.

"Where did this smelly old monster come from?" Zhao Xi blocked Xuan Yuan behind him. The old man smelled of blood.

"Nothing in the way, trauma."

Zhao Xi remembered what he had just seen in the Qiankun mirror. "Don't talk nonsense to him. He is weak now. He just has a few rotten bones hanging from his body."

As he said this, he probably thought the picture was too disgusting, so he sighed a few more times. "Bah, if you want to save your life, you might as well bury that ugly person."

After hearing this, Xuan Xian clarified the clues and quickly attacked He Yun.

He Yun hurriedly pulled the Taoist boy beside him to block him. Xuan Yuan's fly whisk was deflected. After all, he was not a person like He Yun, and he would never harm innocent people.

"Don't you want these people's lives too?"

Seeing Xuan Yuan grabbing He Yun's neck, Qing Chen, who had just fled, put a knife on the neck of Shen Xinhong, who was expressionless and confused.