Daoist has facial paralysis

"I'm sorry..." Taoist priest opened his eyes, his aura shifted between strong and weak strangely, Zhou Yibei showed a little confusion and was knocked out.

"Dongxinan, why do you have to sacrifice yourself? Is a group of idiots like them worthy of you?" The voice rang in my mind.

"I know I'm not the only one who will be triggered by Heshen, but only I can trigger your origin and let Heshen Wuxi have a chance to destroy it, right? In the end, it's not the witches who want to kill me, but I can't Not dying to pull you back...you don't need to say any more, it's unnecessary, you and I both know that you won't let me go in the end."

The expression of "Taoist Master" turned cold, and the voice that was only in his head spit out from his mouth: "You really want to use that Heshen formation to pull me into ashes together, don't you? , you are impatient with your own life, so you can't blame me... Do you think I can't deal with you except for the catastrophe? I want to show you... what is life better than death. "

"Why are you talking so much nonsense?" Daoist Master's consciousness overwhelmed another spiritual consciousness and regained control of his body. Impatient in his weakness, he lowered his head to look at the nephew who had fainted, and rubbed the young man with nostalgia brunette.

Dongxinan leaned over and pressed his lips on his nephew's forehead. In just a few seconds, he took a breath, staggered up and took a step back, closing his eyes, "Even if you can't leave without Jiuli's seal, you should rest assured and I'll stay here and die."

"What are you going to do?" The chaotic voice sounded in his mind, revealing a trace of nervousness.Dongxinan raised his hand and scratched his fingertips, drawing some pattern in the air, and the last stroke fell in the middle. The ghost-like blood-red pattern seemed to have life, and let out a cry like a cry.

The guards outside heard the abnormal noise and rushed into the yard, only to see the dark energy visible to the naked eye pouring out of the room and sinking into the ground.

At the same time, in Fengdu Ghost Prison, Yan Luo of the Ten Temples opened their eyes at the same time, and the priest drew ghost face patterns on the ferocious and cold faces, "Yan Jun..."

"Hmph...do you want to use the ghost energy of all the souls in Fengdu's purgatory to subdue me?" The Taoist master kept switching the master's spiritual consciousness, and he said with sarcasm, "Dongxinan, you are nothing Good man, is it possible that the ghosts of hell should be wiped out in order to calm me down?"

"I also want to sacrifice nothing, but there is always a price, right?"

"You...can't seal me, the power of the ghost prison is not enough to restrain me."

Countless ghosts in the underworld let out screams, and their bodies turned into wisps of smoke. The temperature of Chongqing's surface dropped rapidly, and the summer was swaying, and the sky was full of snow. cold winter.

A vision fell from the sky in Yingzhou, the sky was full of dark clouds, and the clouds were filled with lightning. One by one, the thunder fell to the ground, leaving behind swirling dazzling blue light but not scorched black.

The air in Shaohao's House became thick and cool like water, Ji Zhong led thousands of witches around the outer wall of the other courtyard, the scene inside the black air could not be clearly seen, and everyone became serious.

"Is this a catastrophe?" Ji Zhong asked looking at the dark clouds in the sky, and Yin Ling shook his head, "It's not like... the catastrophe is formed by the mighty energy of heaven and earth, how could it be so heavy? Shame."

"Is that the fault of Dongxinan?" Ji Yu frowned and clenched his silver teeth as he watched the monstrous black air, "Big Witch, what should we do?"

"Let me go in and have a look, the ancestor Wu is still inside, this shameless Taoist must be trying to use the ancestor Wu to threaten us," Ji Zhong stepped into the other courtyard, Ji Yu's expression changed, "Big Wu, it's too dangerous .”

"No problem," Ji Zhong waved his hand to signal her not to follow him.

Yin Ling looked solemn, "I'll go in with you."

The figures of the two disappeared into the black air together, and the totem-covered wife suddenly appeared in front of everyone. The witch breath of the ancestors radiated from her back, and everyone in Shaohao bowed their heads, "Ancestor."

Ji Yu didn't speak, but stared coldly at the surging mist, her aura calming people's hearts.

The original house has been swallowed by Yin Qi and turned into fly ash. Standing in the middle of the black fog, Dongxinan is entangled with gloomy black light and dazzling golden light. The two completely different breaths are entangled together, as if there are two overlapping figures. But it seems that there is no one standing there, and when you close your eyes, you can no longer perceive this person. Except for vision, everything in this world has nothing to do with him.

"What is he doing?" Ji Zhong asked suspiciously after stepping into the black mist, looking at the figure of Daoist Priest Southwest.

"I don't know..." Yinling Wuji clenched his fists, as if he was a little nervous, "Can the Heshen Formation be opened now?"

"No, we have to wait a few more days."

"Hopefully in time..."

The eyes of the two fell behind the Taoist priest and saw Zhou Yibei who had fainted, "Take Wu Zu away first."

He was about to move when he was heavy, and the golden light on Dongxinan, who had not moved all this time, suddenly overwhelmed the ghostly aura, and the black pupils were reflected with golden light, "Go away..."

Ji Zhong paused, and suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, most of the witch power in his body was weakened, he took a half step back and spat out a big mouthful of blood, Yin Ling's expression changed and he supported him, "Oh no... you Take Wu Zu away, I can hold him for a while."

"Okay," Ji nodded emphatically, using witchcraft to hide his figure, Yin Ling unfolded the technique of Jiuli Cloud Gu, and his soul turned into black and purple witch breath and entangled him.

"Jiuli Ni Clan..." People who are almost indifferent to other powers showed an angry expression after being entangled by the cloud voodoo, "You think you can resist me by creating a cloud voodoo? Chi You If you can't beat me, so can you remnants!"

"But you can't kill us all the time, can you?" The witch's breath formed by the Yin spirit penetrated through the pores, and the expression of "Taoist Master" became a lot colder, and the indifference and detachment turned into anger and murderous intent, "You are so different You only want to shake the rules of heaven and earth, do you think that without me, the Three Realms will be peaceful?"

"Did it shake the rules or threaten you? I, Jiuli, didn't expect to dominate the Three Realms back then, and I never thought of offending you. It's because you can't tolerate us!"

The purple and black air was forced out of the body by Dongxinan's sneer, "There are many lies, no shame."

The Yin Ling who was forced out became lighter in color, and floated in the air flutteringly. Dongxinan held his neck, and he struggled a bit, showing a painful expression.

"No one can save you today..." Dongxinan turned his head and looked at Jizhong who was about to take Zhou Yibei away, "Leave him, and I will spare you."

Jizhong hugged Zhou Yibei without saying a word, and fled out of the black mist.

Dongxinan pinched Yin Ling with one hand, and raised the other hand to mobilize the golden light. The ghostly aura in the sky was diluted a little. He turned his head back and frowned when he saw the golden light rushing towards him. His limbs were oppressed by the aura that came first. stiffen up.

At the very moment, another burst of golden light stepped in, blocking the aggressive force.

The face without the golden feather bonus is still so handsome that it makes the world lose its color. Donghuanghu stood in front of Jizhong who was stunned, and looked at Dongxinan silently. The face that should not be contaminated by the misfortunes of the world twisted at this moment. frowning.

"Donghuang came to see me to tell me that you want him to die too?" Dongxinan sneered and looked at Donghuangtai.

"What's on my mind, it doesn't matter what you say," Donghuang looked at the dying Yin Ling, and the hot golden light in his raised hand jumped up like a golden snake.

The two strands of golden light intertwined, and the surrounding ghostly energy entangled again. "Dongxinan" showed an angry face, loosened his fingers uncontrollably, and the ghost rolled to the ground. He looked at Donghuang Taiyi and cursed angrily: " Damn..."

One of the two strands of golden light suddenly disappeared into the air. Donghuang frowned as he watched the golden light rushing towards the Taoist priest, and before he could stop, "Southwest..."