Chapter 841

"Ha ha, you are so stubborn, old witch. I advise you to put down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha, or you will be destroyed by Maoshan sooner or later." Zhang daozhong roared up to the sky without fear. The big deal is that the net is broken.

These fires can burn themselves, as well as the old witch.

"That's a big tone. It seems that I can't leave you today." The old woman's eyes were cold and full of killing opportunities. Her palms re coagulated, and she played three fireballs in succession. She hit Zhang Dao and Lin Qing'er from three directions.

However, after playing three fireballs in an instant, the old woman's face became flushed. It was obvious that her true Qi was consumed too much, which made her body weak.

"Well, I can only spell it." Zhang daozhong's accomplishments are as good as those of the old woman. They are both at the top of the master's realm.

However, Zhang daozhong was a member of Xuanmen, and his cultivation was regarded as a local master, not a martial master, but a master of Xuanmen in Maoshan mountain.

As a master of Xuanmen, Zhang daozhong can only make talisman, and can barely use the power of mountains and rivers for his own use.

However, he can only use the earth Qi of a hundred meters for his own use, and will be bitten back. Once the earth Qi is communicated, his cultivation will be drained and he will become an ordinary person in a short time.

This is why Zhang daozhong can say and spell it.

He came out in a hurry and didn't bring many talismans. The key is that the level of his talismans is not high, which is not a threat to fireball.

Seeing the old woman's face flushed, he understood that she had to fight with herself. Looking at the fireball that was flying towards the sky, it was three times bigger than the fireball just now, and the energy contained in the three fireballs was even greater. I don't know how many times.

Bite the teeth, open the road, bite the tip of the tongue, spit out a blood arrow, this is the blood of the tip of the tongue, the blood of the tip of the tongue has the power of pure Yang.

This is the key to communicating the earth's atmosphere. When the blood was about to fall in the air, Zhang Dao quickly pinched the Dharma with both hands and read words in his mouth. The blood that was about to fall on the ground flashed red light and floated into the air. Then, under the control of Zhang daozhong, deep and obstinate tones burst out of his throat.

The blood of pure Yang condenses into several runes in the void and vanishes into the earth with a hum.

There was a thunderbolt in the void. A flash of lightning broke through the sky and lit up the night sky.

After a little shaking, the ground began to shake soon.

Looking down from the void, chuxuan saw the ground roll up, as if there was a dragon rolling. After a roar of shaking its head and tail, a stream of yellow air was gathering towards the road.

"The earth's atmosphere is hydrated!" Zhang daozhong burst into a fury. His face was like gold paper. His body was unstable. Obviously, he was strong. His hand was not slow. He condensed the Yellow air flowing towards him and turned them into Taotao river. At the same time, under his control, he turned into water swords and hit the fireball.

The sea of fire has been extinguished by "rain". White smoke is floating in the sky and earth. The unburned ashes on the ground are also settled in the "rain" and can not fly to the sky.

Boom!

In the thunder and lightning, the water sword and fireball finally collided.

The three water swords split the three fireballs in the air in two. The light of the fireballs is much dimmer, but the breath of the water swords is also much weaker. It is obviously the result of both sides being defeated.

The water sword appeared a trace of cracks, and the yellow earth Qi overflowed.