Chapter 926

The brush was supposed to be a spiritual tool, but it was also connected with his mind and spirit. Now it was destroyed just like the spirit consciousness connected with it was cut off by a sword, and the spirit power was devoured. When the whole person staggered back, his figure was even more precarious.

Seeing that the paintbrush was abandoned, he pressed down the blood gushing up his throat, and took out a scroll of painting scroll, and opened it. There was a layer of evil force on the blank drawing paper. With the spirit breath surging on the paper, a black whirlpool appeared on the white paper, which was like a black hole emitting a strong suction.

The middle-aged man held the scroll in one hand, pinched the formula in the other hand, and said something in his mouth. He only heard a sharp drink. The scroll flew out of his hand and suspended in mid air to Tang Ning.

"Kill God axis, close it!"

Tang Ning only saw the powerful power of the thing, which made her step unsteadily under her feet. There was a faint feeling that she was going to be sucked into the painting. Not far away, qimufeng held the column of the fence, and Xiaohei followed her, flapping her wings and shouting: "Tang Tang, there is a strong resentment on this thing! If you fall in, you won't get out! "

"I know."

Tang Ning responded, holding the sword in his hand, condensing a wave of Buddhist light and holy power. With the breath of spiritual power, the flame of his life split out with the holy power of Buddha light, and went towards the painting scroll in the air.

"Broken!"

"Buddha light holy power! You are a monk

When he saw the holy power of Buddha light, the middle-aged man's eyes shrank. The next moment, he saw that the sword had been cut down, and the scroll had not been cut in half. However, the flame sprang up and burned rapidly. The holy power of Buddha's light dispelled the breath condensed on the scroll. With the flame burning, the air became smoke Yes, the scroll lost the breath of protecting the shaft and was quickly engulfed by the flame.

Seeing that the momentum was not good, the middle-aged man's face changed and he immediately turned to escape.

At this point, how could downing let him escape. Seeing that he was about to go, he threw his sword forward and his hands condensed air to resist the attack.

"Go!"

The sharp sword, with a sharp breath, rushed to the front with a sharp breath. The strong spirit of the sword also had an ancient pressure. The middle-aged man turned back suddenly and saw that the sword was attacking his heart. At the moment, he gathered his spiritual power to block the attack of the sword. However, he did not want to. Just as he blocked the sword, the long sword separated out the second sword at this time With the power of covering his ears, he broke the elixir in his body directly.

"Well!"

A dull hum, blood spilled from his mouth, he could not believe his eyes widened, his body stiff standing there, looking at the little monk not far in front of him.

He did not expect that he should be planted on such a child

Dantian a broken, that sword and hurt his five internal organs, see his whole person Bang down, the body twitch a few times, then motionless lying on the ground, no breath.

The praying wind holding the column only felt a heart lifted up and fell heavily. He looked at the Tang master who took back the long sword and turned it into a round bamboo. He didn't expect that the Jindan friar of the evil sect died under his sword.

Tang Ning looked around and saw that with the death of the middle-aged man, the house disappeared as if it had never appeared