"This junior naturally cannot compare to the glory of our ancestors, but I cannot insult the backbone of the Xie family. Before I am completely defeated, this junior will not be captured without a fight.!”
Xie Zhengang responded to [White-browed Ghost King] with his actions, although his overall strength was not as good as Daoist Priest Yimu.
However, as a martial artist, his "blood" was thick enough. Even if he was sent flying several times, he could still get up!
Of course, injuries are inevitable
He had already suffered many injuries.
Internal and external injuries added up
If it was an ordinary person
Perhaps he was already dead!
Only Xie Zhengang's physical fitness was strong enough to withstand so many injuries, but he was still alive and kicking.
He watched as Xie Zhengang carried the ghost head saber and continued to charge at the White-browed Ghost King.
Daoist Ermu's mouth twitched and he complained,"Are all people who focus on martial arts this straightforward?”
He had already been sent flying a few times. It was obvious that he could not defeat the other party.
In the end, he was still like a boor, charging forward with a large saber.
If Brother Xie lived in ancient times,
He was definitely a fierce general in the army!
But if it was in the modern world
That was a fool!
Of course, this was only Daoist Priest Ermu's personal opinion. After all, compared to Daoist Priest Yimu, Daoist Priest Ermu's personality was more tactful, or rather, he had a more secular aura!
But now that Brother Xie had already gone up, there was no reason for him to slack off at the side, right?
Daoist Priest Ermu gritted his teeth and took out one of his trump cards!
Although he knew very well in his heart that this was still useless against [White-browed Ghost King].
But at least he could lose with dignity!
This was a brass Bagua mirror!
The Eight Trigrams Mirror was about the size of a human head. Its surface was made of polished brass. It was an ancient bronze mirror.
The surroundings of the mirror were covered with small and exquisite Mao Mountain incantations!
On the back of the bronze mirror was a black and white Yin Yang Fish!
The Yin Yang Fish was surrounded by the Eight Trigrams Formation!
Taking advantage of Xie Zhengang's temporary delay, Taoist Ermu bit the tip of his middle finger, and blood immediately flowed out. He used his finger as a pen and quickly drew the Maoshan Sect's talisman incantation on the mirror of the bronze mirror!
Blood-colored runes and incantations quickly covered the surface of the brass Bagua mirror.
Daoist Master Ermu grabbed the edge of the brass Bagua mirror with one hand.
With one hand, he pressed down on the Yin-Yang fish picture behind the brass Bagua mirror!
Then, his palm twisted rapidly, and the sound of gears turning came from the brass Bagua mirror!
The appearance of the entire brass Bagua mirror began to change!
It turned into a cylindrical object!
Daoist Ermu mobilized all the true energy in his body. His dark yellow Daoist robe fluttered even though there was no wind. His half-black and half-white long hair and long beard fluttered in the wind.
"Supreme Limitless, Three Pure Ones of Heaven and Earth, Xuandu Guardian, Magical Divine Striking Technique, Mao Mountain Ancestors, manifest your True Spirit, exorcise evil and suppress demons. Urgent as the law-imperial order!"
The brass Bagua mirror emitted a dazzling golden light that enveloped Daoist Priest Ermu!
Then, a dark yellow shadow gradually rose from the ground!
The figure that seemed to have turned into a spirit was nearly ten meters tall!
It was a Taoist statue of the ancestors of Mao Mountain!!
The Dao statue phantom's expression did not change at all, as if it was just a puppet.
He looked straight at the White-browed Ghost King with a calm gaze!
"Supreme Infinity, Three Pure Ones of Heaven and Earth, Xuandu Upper Machinery, Saber Halberd Mystic Art, Mao Mountain Treasure, Appear Artifact Spirit, Exorcise Evil and Suppress Demons. Urgent as the law-imperial order!"
Daoist Priest Yimu's roar was heard, and a huge illusory peach wood sword slowly appeared!
The huge peach wood sword seemed to be tailor-made for the huge Dao statue!
The puppet-like Dao Image reached out and waved at the peach wood sword.
The peach wood sword turned into a flash of light and fell into the illusory Dao statue's hand.
A vast and deafening voice came out of the Dao statue's mouth,""The seventh generation sect leader of Mao Mountain is here.!!”
"Ha, you two Mao Mountain juniors, you haven't practiced the Mystic Spiritual Summoning Technique of the Mao Mountain Daoist Sect to perfection!”
Ghost King White Eyebrow's ghost energy shook and sent Xie Zhengang flying again.
His pure black eyes stared at the illusory Dao image.
Looking at the peach wood sword slashing at it, it smiled indifferently and said in a hoarse voice,"The two of you can't even unleash 30% of your seventh generation Sect Leader's power with your 'Magical Spirit Summoning Technique'. You still need to practice more!”
It sounded like it was scolding two juniors.
But then again, Daoist Priest Yimu and the others could indeed be considered juniors.
After all,[White-browed Ghost King] was hundreds of years older than all of them combined!
Just as the huge illusory peach wood sword was about to slash down…
[White-browed Ghost King] pushed his hands forward, and the gray-brown fog surged and coiled around the peach wood sword like a snake!
The fog began to shrink slowly, and cracks appeared on the illusory peach wood sword!!
There was even a faint cracking sound!!
The stalemate lasted for less than ten seconds.
The illusory peach wood sword shattered with a loud bang
They turned into specks of starlight and disappeared!
The huge illusory Dao Image, which was nearly ten meters long, also began to shatter, as dazzling as fireworks!
After the Dao statue and the wooden sword shattered, Daoist Priest Yimu and Daoist Priest Ermu vomited a mouthful of blood at the same time.
The two of them seemed to have been attacked by an invisible force.
It flew backward, smashing into countless innocent souls.
Until it smashed into an abandoned courtyard
Only then did his flying figure stop!
The White-Browed Ghost King still had a smile on his face, but his black eyes and pale face made his smile look evil!
This kind of evil nature made ordinary people's hair stand on end. Even a glance from afar would make them shudder!
This was the formidable strength of a four-star Ghost King!
Daoist Priest Yimu and the others are only two-stars.
No matter how they show off
He was no match for the Ghost King!
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