But trouble appeared.
Nobody knows what Magic thod the old Daoist arranged in this blessed land, but upon arriving here, the Hook Paper had no reaction.
He must be angered to leave this blessed land.
Sure enough, upon hearing Li Yan’s words, the old Daoist’s face imdiately looked ugly, and Chongxu Zi trembled, saying: "Senior Brother, you said you haven’t succumbed to demon possession, show your body..."
The Daoist was silent for a mont and slowly stood up.
It turns out that the space inside this alchemical cauldron isn’t large, so he had to squat inside, and upon standing, his upper body was exposed to everyone.
"Senior Brother..."
Chongxu Zi trembled, eyes full of shock.
This temple master of Qingniu Temple seed normal from the neck up, but below the neck, the skin had disappeared, and the muscles and fascia all appeared blood-red.
Li Yan realized imdiately, sneering: "Fool, it wasn’t you who refined that Demonic Qi, but Ma Santong who refined you into a physical body."
"Where’s your skin, was it refined into a Magic Artifact?"
"The thoughts in your mind are all implanted by the other side; your consciousness has been corrupted without you knowing it."
"Shut up!"
This sentence seed to touch the other’s reverse scale.
The temple master of Qingniu Temple roared painfully, clutching his head, muttering, "You’re lying, I’ve refined him, those are all my ideas, all mine..."
Then, he suddenly looked up, his handso face covered with veins, his eyes blood-red.
A flash of blood light, the temple master of Qingniu Temple leaped out of the cauldron, at the sa ti forming a mantra sign, spitting out a stream of black Evil Qi, pointing with a Sword technique.
Chhhh!
The ground was imdiately plowed with a sword mark, the chilling air was intense, white frost congealed around, and everyone stepped aside.
"Junior Brother, look!"
The temple master of Qingniu Temple glared with bloodshot eyes, hurriedly laughing: "Heavenly Gang Finger Qi Technique, Mystic Sect’s True Technique, I can still use it, I haven’t been possessed."
Chongxu Zi looked ugly and stopped wasting words, sighing: "Young friend, make your move."
Li Yan: "..."
Chongxu Zi sensed sothing was wrong, "Is there a problem?"
Li Yan gritted his teeth: "Your senior brother is just a Puppet, extending his life with the Evil Technique, his skin is the real culprit, retreat first!"
He also wanted to finish him off first, but no matter how he tried, the Hook Paper had no reaction.
Swoosh!
At this mont, the frenzied temple master of Qingniu Temple charged forward.
His speed was lightning fast, like a shadow of blood.
It seed that after having his secret exposed, fury clouded his mind, disregarding everyone else, charging directly at Li Yan.
"Co on!"
Li Yan was unafraid, the Duan Chen Blade in his right hand crackling with electrical arcs, while his left hand threw out the Soul Hook.
However, after the temple master of Qingniu Temple turned into a demonic being, his movents were incredibly fast, and he could see the Soul Hook.
The blood shadow in the air twisted, evading in a strange movent technique, landing close.
Li Yan, using both blade and hook, was montarily defenseless.
He reacted quickly, imdiately sheathing the blade, twisting his body to change stance, striking with an elbow, his whole body exploding with power.
Using weapons is like this, can’t let the opponent get close, knock him away first so the Soul Hook can catch him.
However, the temple master of Qingniu Temple let out a ghastly laugh, advancing instead of retreating, fists transforming, quick as a blood shadow, resisting Li Yan’s elbow strike, opening the gap, switching to palm strikes.
Boom, boom, boom!
With a series of muffled sounds, Li Yan was blown away, his chest already fractured in mid-air.
Ei Guest Fra Boxing, Eighteen Mo Bridges!
Ei Martial Arts is based on Wu, flourishing through Buddhist Tao, rging the strengths of various schools.
Other styles of Kung Fu, once spread to Ba Shu, rged with Ei Kung Fu, beca the so-called Guest Fra Boxing.
For example, Hubei Yue Family Boxing, Ei also has, but with different variations.
This Eighteen Mo Bridges changes upon contact, strikes like an arrow, plus the opponent’s demonic body, Li Yan simply couldn’t react.
But he bore the pain, activated the Daluo Dharma Body, and before hitting the ground, recovered as new, pulling the Soul Hook as he went.
This ti, the temple master of Qingniu Temple couldn’t dodge, froze, and was pulled out.
The Hook Paper in his arms imdiately reacted.
Li Yan didn’t waste words, using the Soul Hook to constrain while chanting: "Heaven has records, Earth has principles, Yin Bureau arrests souls, living people avoid!"
In an instant, chilling winds howled, darkness descended.
Accompanied by the clinking of chains, the temple master of Qingniu Temple scread madly, soon silenced.
The eerie wind dissipated, and the other lay on the ground.
"Senior Brother..."
Chongxu Zi, the old Daoist, rushed out, sighing deeply.
Although he mastered the Sword technique, considered entry-level for a Sword Immortal, that fierce exchange of attacks and defenses was too fast to see clearly,
plus, with age and frailty, he was completely incapable of helping.
At this mont, he suddenly sowhat understood his senior brother.
Perhaps the other feared not death, but complete uselessness, being treated as trash in old age...
And Li Yan, feeling the Astral Order relayed through the Hook Paper, breathed a sigh of relief.
Summoning yin soldiers requires either pinpointing a yin criminal or using the Astral Order.
He had consud too much before, and with the refining of the Five Directions Luo Feng Flag, he was left with just one, which was really not enough.
Outside were three Wushan Loose Immortals.
At this mont, there was finally so room for maneuver.
Just then, the feeling of his heart pounding returned, and the Hook Paper reacted.
"Clear the way!"
Li Yan shouted angrily, and the Soul Hook whistled out.
Ma Santong’s Demonic Qi had not dissipated, and the surroundings were still shrouded in thick mist and poison miasma, making it hard to see, but the Hook Paper revealed the position.
Whoosh~
The dense fog swirled, the poison miasma surged.
The Soul Hook seed to catch sothing, but the opponent easily evaded it, and Li Yan followed the montum, the Duan Chen Blade flashed lightning diagonally upward.
Crackle! Chi!
Electric arcs flickered, striking sothing.
Li Yan finally saw clearly; it was a human skin pouch, drenched in fresh blood, one layer sticking to another, open at the back, spewing poisonous mist as it flew.
"Destroy the body quickly!"
Li Yan imdiately understood what this thing intended to do.
Ma Santong’s Demonic Qi was hidden inside this human skin pouch, capable of releasing poisonous mist and using it as an Escape Technique to harm people.
The soul of the Qingniu Temple’s temple master had already been sent to the Netherworld, but the refined flesh body remained, combining with the human skin pouch, the consequences would be disastrous.
Chongxu Zi imdiately perford a mantra and swung his sword, intending to chop off the corpse’s head.
"Hehehe..."
At that mont, a strange child’s laughter sounded from within the fog.
Lv San let out a muffled groan, retreating repeatedly.
A spiritual tablet pulsated on his chest.
This Protective Talisman was made of Thunderstruck Wood, inlaid with Golden Thread, inscribed with talismanic charms, and depicted with six Divine Generals, obtained from Xiong Baodong’s hand, the Six Ding and Six Jia Talisman.
This item was crafted by the court and gifted to high-ranking military officers to prevent spell invasion, but it would interfere with spells when worn, and had always been carried by Sha Lifei.
Anyway, there was no living being in the poisonous mist, making Lv San’s spells hard to perform, so Sha Lifei secretly handed it to him.
This thing was also a top-grade Magic Artifact, very rare, directly repelling an attempted Demonic Qi possession.
But soon, several people around got hit.
Two won from the Bai Family, along with two accompanying Taoists, had their Protective Talismans shattered, their eyes turning black.
The demon Ma Santong sensed the crisis, fully activated, and their Amulets were hardly a match.
Swish swish swish!
The possessed people lunged forward, attempting to use their bodies to block Chongxu Zi’s descending Treasure Sword.
Chongxu Zi had no choice but to counter with a backhand defense.
Long Yan’er also joined in, but her eyes rolled cunningly, and as she blocked the Bai Family woman, a Golden Silkworm suddenly erged, fell onto the Blood Corpse, and burrowed in.
Li Yan, anwhile, grasped the Hook Paper, chanting again: "Heaven has a record, earth has a frawork, the Yin Bureau captures souls..."
However, the human skin pouch’s speed was too fast, slipping the corpse over it amidst the chaos, then being dragged into the thick fog by a force.
But at this mont, Long Yan’er suddenly took off a leather drum from her waist, stared hard at the dense fog, and beat it continually, chanting indecipherable incantations.
"Roar!"
A roar ca from the dense fog.
Ma Santong’s Blood Corpse began to twist, though not fatally, it stopped.
"Good!"
Li Yan shouted with praise, grasping the Hook Paper and chanting again.
Whoosh~
Yin wind howled, and everything went pitch black before his eyes.
"Everyone, close your eyes!"
Li Yan quickly gave a low shout.
Capturing Demonic Qi required the intervention of a Divine General of the Yin Bureau, naturally causing far greater commotion than before.
Finally, the darkness receded, and the surrounding dense fog and miasma began to fade.
Everyone rushed forward, only to see the demon’s corpse on the ground was no longer moving.
Long Yan’er appeared pale, "Do not destroy this thing, if Lv San’s demon gourd swallows it, it will surely advance..."
With that, she collapsed and fainted.
Li Yan frowned and quickly went forward to check.
He already had so guesses in his heart.
Long Yan’er used her own Golden Silkworm Gu to control Ma Santong, being a Gu after all, it might have also been sent along into the Netherworld.
The Lifebound Gu was damaged, which might be troubleso.
But at this mont, he had no ti for a detailed check, slowly got up, looked towards the cave entrance, to see two Wushan Loose Immortals had appeared inside the cave.
Precisely the purple-robed old Confucian Wang ngsheng, along with a palace-garbed woman.
Li Yan squinted his eyes slightly, "Where’s the other one?"
The purple-faced elder Wang ngsheng stroked his beard and smiled, "Daoist Lin has already gone outside the valley, the demon is eliminated, you’ve also done a ritorious deed."
"Leave now, only then can your companions survive..."
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