Chapter 237: Just back to the light!

Feeling the turbulent weather surging from the old Taoist priest, the blood-robed hall master was stunned.
　　 engage in shrimp?
　　 Is this the situation of Shenma?
　　 Didn't this Bilian just breathe and burp?
　　How did this seat just break out of the seal, and this guy's momentum has recovered again?
　　 Is it back to the light?
　　 Well, it must be back to the light to scare me!
　　The Lord of Blood Robes sneered, "Hehe, do you think you can deceive me?"
　　 "I was hit twice by the seven-kill blood gun in this seat, and the force of the seven-kill kills the whole body. How could it be okay?"
　　 The old Taoist patted the stick in his hand and slowly walked to the Lord of the Blood Robe: "It doesn't matter if there is anything in this seat, you have something to do."
　　 "Seven kills!!!"
　　The blood robe lord's face was slightly condensed, and he suddenly sacrificed an endless gun.
　　The old Taoist hummed coldly: "Too slow!"
　　 As soon as the voice fell, his entire body suddenly turned into a residual image and disappeared in place.
　　 can no longer check his breath between heaven and earth, as if the old Taoist has completely disappeared from this world at this moment.
　　 "Sin obstacles, eat my stick!"
　　 The blood robe shouted suddenly behind him, and the old Taoist figure reappeared.
　　The golden sticks in his hands danced endless stick figures and greeted the old Taoist priests.
　　 Bang~!
　　 Bang Bang ~!
　　 Bang Bang Bang Bang ~! ! !
　　Every stick was shot, and he slammed heavily on the spear in the hands of the blood robe.
　　 The Lord of the Blood Robe only felt as if he was hit by an archaic bull, and the tiger's mouth was rapidly cracking and bloody.
　　This, is this really a glimpse of light?
　　 But the light this time is too dazzling! Who was so good when looking back?
　　The heart of the blood robe lord gradually raised ominous hunch, he felt as if he had made a wrong interpretation.
　　 "Look at the old Xiaota playing dog sticks!"
　　 The old Taoist shouted in his mouth, and the golden stick in his hand was faster, directly attacking the marksmanship of the blood robe.
　　In an instant, the stick figure that people couldn't even catch their eyes poured on the blood robe.
　　 Every stick tears the void, and the power of every stick is terrible.
　　Every stick was beaten with blood robe and the master doubted his life.
　　 Helplessly found that he was totally unable to resist the stick of the old Taoist.
　　Under the attack of the stick of the old Taoist priest, he could not be defeated.
　　 The Lord of Blood Robes spouted a bit of blood: "You bastard, this seat is a saint! You turned out..."
　　 The voice just fell, but saw that the golden stick with a thick golden halo, slammed heavily on the face of the blood robe hall master, striking it away.
　　 "Saints? Ha ha, weak saints!"
　　 The old Taoist prince stabbed the blood robe lord directly with half of his teeth.
　　 Then, he suddenly danced the stick in his hand out of countless stick figures, and beat the blood robe lord with no power to fight back.
　　 "Brother Chuhe is indeed worthy. After so many years, he is still so powerful. Danwu will definitely try to catch up with him."
　　Danwu Tianzun looked at the old Taoist insincerely and urged Yaotai Mirror to record.
　　 Such a rare opportunity to observe the heroic battle of the old Taoist priests is rare on weekdays.
　　 "The saint who refined the body through the gods and spirits, suppressed the Jindan gas refining system, and the brothers hid and hid in the weekdays is too deep."
　　 Bailian Tianzun was also surprised, at this time, the strength of the old Taoist priest, she and her sister did not know.
　　 However, they were not too shocked, because it was not the first time that the old Taoist did the thing against the saints.
　　 "Asshole!"
　　 "Chu Longhe, write down today's shame."
　　 "In the future, if you are successful in your cultivation, you will definitely come back to you to report today's insult."
　　 The eyes of the Lord of the Blood Robe showed shame and indignation, and the blood-colored beads in his hand suddenly threw at the old Taoist priest, and the blood awns increased greatly.
　　 While the light was greatly increased, a crack appeared on the surface of the bead, as if it would collapse into fragments at any time.
　　Yes, the Lord of the Blood Robe was actually exploding and pressing the bottom of the box.
　　 Faced with the existence of the Chulong River under the Holy Order, he was forced to flee with a magic weapon.
　　 This shame is absolutely unbearable for any saint.
　　 But the Lord of Blood Robes is worthy of being a hero, and he held back his indignation.
　　 Only if he escapes alive can he have a chance to defeat.
　　 Bang~! ! !
　　The blood-colored beads expanded rapidly, and they quickly turned into a mass of energy tides and collapsed.
　　 The old Taoist priest who fought against the Lord of the Blood Robe was naturally located in the core area of ​​this bead eruption, and was completely wrapped in it by the energy tide.
　　 "Holy land of Gods, this seat will definitely return!"
　　 The Lord of Blood Robes exploded the seven killing beads, completely restraining the old Taoist priests.
　　 And after he released the ruthless words, he turned directly to the ancient battlefield and blasted away.
　　 Although in the ancient battlefield, the monk Xiuwei will be suppressed to the foundation period, facing the battlefield evil spirits is very dangerous.
　　 But the understanding of spells in the realm of the holy lord of the blood robe, even if it is based on the foundation period, there is no doubt that it can survive on the battlefield.
　　 By contrast, old Taoists are more dangerous.
　　If you do not hide in the battlefield, I am afraid that it will be even worse if you are overtaken by Bilian Tianzun.
　　 And as long as he succeeded in hiding in the ancient battlefield, relying on the countless powerful undead among them, it is not difficult to get rid of the old Taoist and successfully get away.
　　……
　　 Seeing the blood robe lord detonating the seven killing beads, he immediately broke through thousands of miles and was about to break into the ancient battlefield.
　　The old Taoist priest did not succeed in stopping it.
　　After the seven-killing bead's self-explosive aftermath was completely carried down by the old Taoist, the gossip fairy clothes on his body were almost broken.
　　His face became pale again, and he slowly fell from the void: "Damn, even if he explodes, it is comparable to the seven killing beads of the holy weapon!"
　　The old Taoist looked at the blood robe lord who was about to escape to the battlefield: "Hateful, old Tao tried his last vitality, and finally let this evil obstacle run away."
　　 said, he turned around and looked at Shen Tian, ​​his face pale as paper: "Tian'er, my I'm really dead soon this time."
　　 "Look at what we talked about before, you think about worshiping the old master as a teacher before the old master dies, think about it?"
　　 Listening to what the old Taoist shrewdly said~EbookFREE.me~ felt the speed and weakness of his body.
　　 originally rushed to the ancient battlefield, the main figure of the Blood Robe Hall stayed stagnant, and then continued to escape without hesitation.
　　 Grandma's bear!
　　 It’s enough to be fooled by your old kid once, but also expect to use this routine to foole a second time. Is it really a cult to have no IQ?
　　 Even the Lord of the Blood Robe no longer believed in the old Taoist, let alone Shen Tian, ​​after all, he was not a fool.
　　Shen Tian wiped his sweat and looked at the old Taoist priest: "Don't you just say that you will die soon?"
　　 Old Taoist old face reddish: "Cough, just back to the light."
　　 "This time I was seriously injured by this sacred self-explosive holy weapon. The old man was really dead soon."
　　Shen Tian's mind sounded a laugh that was old and unreliable. "
　　 This laugh makes Shen Tian feel offended.
　　 His face suddenly darkened: "Uncle Shi is assured that you are seriously injured to save me."
　　 "If you have any accidents, Tian'er must bury you forever, and sweep the tomb for you on the first five days, fifteenth day, Chongyang and Qingming."
　　 "Now, can you go back to the light and take a photo again? Otherwise, the guy will escape into the ancient battlefield."
　　 Listening to Shen Tianmu's feelings, the anticipation and smile on the old Taoist face slowly solidified.
　　He knew that this money-laundering apprentice was no more.
　　Blood kill, why do you want to die?
　　 Why! ! !