The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

As the two palms struck each other, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

Powerful winds surged up and surged out like huge waves.

The surrounding Qi field was instantly stirred into chaos, making it almost impossible for some of the weaker people present to stand firm.

This level of fighting made them feel frightened and helpless.

However, some people feel excited in this tense atmosphere.

After all, the two people fighting against each other are both legendary figures. Being lucky enough to witness such a battle will be of great benefit to one's own practice.

However, for the two men who fought against each other, it had nothing to do with them.

They only focus on fighting with each other, using their own unique skills and strength to defeat each other in one fell swoop.

The fight between them is not only for power, but also for the conflict of beliefs and ideas.

The outcome of this battle will determine their future destiny.

Therefore, they must go all out and hold nothing back.

In the fierce battle, time seemed to slow down.

Every movement and every breath became extremely clear.

To Yang Yunchan's expectation, although Wu Changkong was old, he was still very strong, more powerful than all the opponents he had encountered before.

The great Taoists from the top sects and the reclusive Buddhist monks may not necessarily be the opponents of the aging eunuch king in front of him.

Yang Yunchan couldn't help but sigh, if this eunuch king were ten years younger, he might not be able to withstand it.

However, at this moment, he could faintly sense the opponent's lack of stamina.

As long as his offensive is maintained and Wu Changkong's energy is exhausted, the opponent will be defeated sooner or later.

Wu Changkong also understood this truth, but had no other way.

He has lived for too long, but he still cannot break through the realm. His body has already reached its limit.

Now he is using his broken body to delay the Fourth Prince's Dragon Ascension Ceremony. If the Fourth Prince can succeed, he will be considered a worthy death.

At this moment, the movement in the bronze coffin suddenly stopped.

Everyone in the Fuguo Society looked up, full of expectations.

Snapped!

A white palm suddenly stretched out.

Is it the Fourth Master...

The hearts of everyone in Fuguo Society were in their throats.

Soon, another equally white hand stretched out.

"It's Fourth Master!"

Everyone in the Fuguo Society recognized the owner of these hands, and they all breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but cheer.

Even Wu Changkong and Yang Yunchan couldn't help but stop when they saw this scene in front of them, and at the same time they turned their attention to the bronze coffin.

But the next breath, everyone saw that the hand stretched out from the coffin began to tremble violently.

Then, the skin and flesh began to peel off, revealing the appearance of dense white bones.

Then, a face full of rotting flesh appeared.

I saw the fourth master slowly crawling out of the coffin.

Among his eyes, one glowed black and the other glowed red, which looked particularly strange.

And his body was like a rotting corpse crawling out of a dry grave, trying hard to break free from the blood.

But in the blood beneath him, countless innocent souls stretched out their hands, roaring and pulling him into the coffin.

Yao Zhengyang, who was surrounded by men in black at Onimu Shrine, looked very calm when he saw this scene, as if everything was as he expected.

He made a hand and chanted a mantra, pointed towards the sky, and the stars filled the sky and landed on the bronze coffin.

At the same time, the few remaining shamans cut their wrists without hesitation, and the blood flowed into the coffin as if it was free of charge.

As for the elders of the former dynasty in the Fuguo Society, some captured the hostile personnel who fought with them, while others grabbed some peripheral members of the Fuguo Society who were weak in cultivation, tore off their arms and pushed them to the ground. into the blood pool.

The reason why the Fuguo Society recruits so many members is not only to help with work, but also to prepare for emergencies during the Dragon Ascension Ceremony so that fresh blood can be replenished in time.

Through the sacrifice, Fourth Master regained his strength.

He stretched out his hand, broke away from the entanglement of those innocent souls, and firmly grasped the ancient sheepskin scroll.

"No one can stop me from becoming the True Dragon Emperor!"

The fourth master looked up to the sky and laughed, looking down at all living beings.

When his finger full of bones touched the Dragon Vein Society Map.

Colorful rays of light bloomed instantly, snaking up his arms like living creatures.

Beams of light circulated, and pink muscles began to grow on the white bones of Fourth Master's fingers.

Living and dead, flesh and bones?

The people in Onimu Shrine and the Holy Spirit Sect were all stunned.

Then, under their stunned gazes.

The fourth master's upper body was like a rotting corpse, with pink muscles constantly regenerating.

In the blink of an eye, he actually returned to his original graceful appearance.

This is really a magical method!

Just as the light was about to flow towards his lower body.

Behind Fourth Master, a man crawled out and grabbed his ankle tightly with one hand.

"A guy like you who is so inhumane is worthy of being the real Dragon Emperor?"

The man smiled contemptuously and raised the knife in his hand.

"How dare you, Shuzi?!"

Wu Changkong's eyes were about to burst, and he wanted to rush over to stop him, but was blocked by Yang Yunchan.

next interest.

A brilliant sword light was seen piercing the sky. One of Fourth Master's palms was suddenly cut off, and the Dragon Vein Society Map in his hand also fell.

"Ah!!! Asshole!!!"

Looking at the smooth fracture on his wrist, Fourth Master looked in disbelief, and then started to curse.

But at this moment, he didn't care about taking revenge, and quickly stretched out his other hand to pick up the ancient sheepskin scroll.

But after all, it was just a little bit different.

And just such a small distance is the difference between a short distance and the end of the world!

Looking at his hand that had turned into bones again, Fourth Master shouted in pain: "Kill him, kill..."

However, countless innocent souls surrounded him and got into his mouth and nose.

Fourth Master was forcefully pulled back into the coffin in a state of extreme unwillingness and resentment.

"No!"

boom!

With a desperate cry, the heavy coffin lid was closed again, sealing the Fourth Master inside.

The figure slowly stood up.

It's Lin Mo!

At this moment, he transformed into a ferocious iron tower beast, with black hair all over his body.

Standing on top of the coffin, the three-meter-tall body looked like a devil coming to the world, overlooking all living beings, with a strong sense of oppression exuding from all over his body!

It would take a lot of courage for ordinary people to even look at him.

And the three-foot-long Zhanye Sword, currently held in his hand, looked like a toy knife.

Seeing this scene, Ding Yuan, the Holy Spirit Cult's left envoy, couldn't help but frown.

"His appearance looks familiar to me..."

Soon, he remembered that when Feng Mo first became a demon, he was just like the person in front of him.

"Is he related to the wind demon?"

Ding Yuan made a guess in his mind.

And Lin Mo gasped violently.

The situation just now was very dangerous.

The fourth master was indeed different from ordinary people, and his methods were treacherous and unpredictable.

However, fortunately, he has a deep foundation and many methods.

In this fight, Lin Mo relied on his strength far beyond that of an ordinary grandmaster, and finally won without any danger.

He absorbed all the evil spirit in the blood, but the fourth master's body was corroded by the blood and the innocent souls.

The Dragon Ascension Ceremony in this guy's dream has been completely destroyed by Lin Mo.