Chapter 387: The power of Taoism

"This is... Dao Talisman!" Li Jiaying muttered, staring blankly at the rectangular note in Fu Yi's hand.
"Daofu!" Feeling the change in Li Jiaying's mood, Xiao Zimo couldn't help frowning, his expression serious.
"What is Dao Talisman?" Turning his head, Xiao Zimo asked with a puzzled look.
"Tao Talisman is a product of Wenfu Palace, one of the Nine Sects and Eighteen Palaces. Only they can make this kind of Tao Talisman, and they are not sold externally. Therefore, Dao Talisman is a rare product in the cultivation world. All of them are practitioners from Wenfu Palace." Li Jiaying said solemnly.
"The talisman in his hand is only white, which means it's just a common product, but even a common product is of great use." Li Jiaying looked at the white rectangular note in Fu Yi's hand and said.
"Haha! I didn't expect you to know these things and save me from introducing them one by one." A crazy smile appeared on Fu Yi's face.
"What about Dao Talisman? Where are the two of us here? I don't believe it. With the two of us, we can't beat that Taoist priest?" Xiao Zimo smiled while looking at Fu Yi trapped in the cylinder.
"Humph! You'll just show up. When I break this cage, I want you to know what despair is!" Fu Yi snorted coldly.
"The power of the rune is contained in Baiyu, as anxious as a law!" Fu Yi sandwiched the rune with the index and middle fingers of his right hand, and muttered a word in his mouth. Wiping the white feather fan's body abruptly.
Hum!
The paper engraved with textures suddenly disappeared, and bursts of white light appeared on the body of the white lupine fan. The white light gradually disappeared. In turn, strands of inexplicable textures were shining. , Impressively those strange lines on the talisman just now.
"broken!"
boom!
A white light burst out of the white feather fan in Fu Yi's hand, and the pattern kept spinning, and with a cold drink from him, it slammed into the column.
Wow!
When the golden column touched the white feather fan, it was as if glass was hit by a stone, and it collapsed in an instant.
"Drink!" Fu Yi changed his vertical grip to a horizontal grip, his legs were like springs, and he shot towards Li Jiaying.
"let me……"
"No, this is my business, let me solve it." Xiao Zimo was stopped by Li Jiaying as soon as he was about to make a move.
"Yes..." Xiao Zimo shrugged, "If I can't beat it, I'm still here, don't worry!"
"Well, okay..." Li Jiaying nodded, and while the two of them were talking, Fu Yi had come to Li Jiaying with a white feather fan in his hand. The feathers on the white feather fan exuded bursts of cold light toward Li Jiaying's neck. Attacked in the past.
"Pen!" Li Jiaying's eyes suddenly became sharp, holding the Trial Spirit Devouring Pen, bent over and tapped the pen tip in the void.
Bo!
A few centimeters in front of him rippled, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, gradually spreading to the distance.
boom!
Suddenly, there was a sudden tremor in the middle of the ripples, and then, a bright white light burst out toward Fu Yi's waist.
"Shanyi!" Fu Yi held a white feather fan and drew a semicircle in front of him, and a silver light appeared in front of him.
Then, the white feather fan in his hand slammed into the silver light with the flip of his palm.
Hum!
The silver light turned into a closed oil umbrella, and it pierced towards the bright white light.
The two auras are like wild beasts, intertwined with the aura of fear.
boom! ! !
A huge noise sounded like a cannonball bombarding the ground, deafening, and a mushroom cloud suddenly rose up between Fu Yi and Li Jiaying.
"drink!"
Fu Yi put his hands together and clamped the white feather fan between his hands.
Whoosh!
Just after the smoke dissipated a little, Li Jiaying found that Fu Yi's figure flew towards him at an extremely fast speed.
"The play is speechless!" Li Jiaying clamped the Trial Spirit Devouring Pen with her right index finger and middle finger, and kept turning around in her hand.
"point!"
Afterwards, he clicked towards the void with the pen tip.
Bo!
"More!"
I clicked again with the balance at the end of the pen.
Bo!
In front of Li Jiaying appeared one after another ripples, accompanied by waves of vibrations.
"play!"
Li Jiaying wrote a "drama" in the void while holding a trial spirit pen.
"Point!" Afterwards, Li Jiaying clicked the word "drama" with the balance at the end of the pen, and slammed the word into the ripples.
boom!
A huge "drama" appeared abruptly and shot towards Fu Yi.
"what!"
Seeing a huge "drama" with a breath of incomparable horror flying towards him, Fu Yi's pupils suddenly enlarged, his hands were separated, and the white feather fan was like a magnet, just sticking to the palm of his left hand.
"Fan play beads!"
Fu Yi bit his index finger of his right hand abruptly, and wisps of blood gradually emerged, aside from saying a word, he slashed towards the fan of Bai Yufan.
Hum!
The white feather fan immediately trembled, and red lines gradually appeared.
"Ding!" Before he could think, Fu Yi directly slapped the white feather fan in his hand at the oncoming character "Xi".
boom!
A red barrier appeared in front of Fu Yi, which blocked Li Jiaying's "drama".
"What! Block it!" Li Jiaying's forehead was full of sweat, and Fu Yi couldn't help but shocked as he looked at the unscathed Fu Yi.
"It's my turn!" As he said, a white talisman appeared again in Fu Yi's hand.
"The power of the rune, embellish the infinite poor sky with the power of ten thousand fronts, and give the attack of breaking the army, contained in Baiyu, eagerly like a law!" After Fu Yi murmured, there was a strange pattern on the side of his hand. Fulu suddenly slapped Bai Yufan's body with a sharp stroke.
Wow!
The talisman burned out in an instant, and the fan body of the white feather fan appeared again with silver rays, which finally turned into a striped road carved on it, emitting a little starlight.
Whoosh!
After speaking, a talisman appeared again in Fu Yi's hand.
"The power of the rune gives the humble body the power of imposing defense against the body, anxious like a law!" After speaking, Fu Yi slapped the talisman in his hand on his chest and flicked it aside. Silver lines appeared on his chest, and the talisman burned out, turning into wisps of green smoke and dissipating in the air.