"This is all you have, you little bastard from Kunlun Palace?!"

In the center of the battlefield, the ground had sunk several meters due to the aftermath of the battle between Bone China Bodhisattva and Wang Shouyi.

Bang!

Wang Shouyi was knocked flying again, his body tumbling on the ground, digging a ditch several dozen meters long.

The protective aura on his body flashed twice and finally went out, his heart mirror shattered, and his moon-white robe was in tatters.

The bone china Bodhisattva poked a finger, and the swastika point between his fingers was three inches in front of Wang Shouyi's body, frantically sucking the spiritual energy from his dantian purple palace.

Wang Shouyi struggled with the fortune-telling talisman.

Bang! Two talismans exploded on the porcelain armor, but the fire in the talismans was guided by the cracks in the glaze on the fingertips of the porcelain bone Bodhisattva and rebounded back to his charred fingertips. The most fatal thing was the Seven Stars Linked Sword that he had just used - seven sword energies condensed in the air, and the sword formation formed into the shape of the Big Dipper was slowly being swallowed by the blood marrow gold wheel behind the Bodhisattva's head.

"Daoist brat!" The huge head of the bone china Bodhisattva came closer, and with a long tongue sticking out of its bloody mouth, it grabbed Wang Shouyi's right hand as he tried to form a seal. "Didn't your master teach you? The kiln fire in Jinde Town..." Sharp sneers mixed with the sound of broken porcelain rubbing against each other came from all directions. "What they are best at is tempering the righteousness of you Taoists! Hahahaha!"

Wang Shouyi found that the spiritual energy in his body was getting less and less.

Even the sword that blocked the Ghost Porcelain Bodhisattva's fingers gradually lost its luster.

"Damn, is this the limit?"

He gritted his teeth as he stared at the arrogant bone china Bodhisattva.

After ten years of hard training, he wanted to go to the mountains to kill demons and demons and achieve great things. He thought the first mission was just a small test, but he never expected to encounter such a powerful ghost cultivator.

The bone china Bodhisattva's fingers, which were entangled with the will-o'-the-wisp, pressed down inch by inch, becoming increasingly difficult to resist, and it seemed that he was about to be crushed to pieces along with the sword.

"After all... you still can't do it?!"

Wang Shouyi's face turned pale and he spit out blood.

At this moment.

Boom! A thunderous sound resounded in the sky.

The whole world turned white for a moment, and lightning struck the bone china Bodhisattva.

“Aaaaa——!”

The bone china Bodhisattva howled in pain, and the force pressing on the sword also eased for a moment.

But Wang Shouyi was no longer able to fight, his sword of execution fell to the side, and the world was spinning before his eyes.

His body fell backwards, and suddenly he felt someone dragging him up from behind. He caught a glimpse of the demon slayers who had "escaped" from the battlefield earlier.

"Ahem...Aren't you guys leaving?"

Wang Shouyi couldn't help but burst into tears as he didn't expect that he could be rescued at the last moment.

Never give up, never give up.

This is the human race!

How great is my race!

"Actually, he was ready to leave, but he didn't want to." Lin Chen nodded at the figure in front of him holding the thunder talisman.

Wang Shouyi turned his head and saw that the handsome man who was hiding behind everyone had now walked to the front of everyone.

His shoulders are not so broad,

But the shadows cast by the moonlight obscured everyone.

"This... this man..." Wang Shouyi's voice was trembling, and he pointed his trembling finger at Chen Huaian: "His pants are about to fall off..."

After saying this, he fainted.

Xiang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Zhao Ying/Lin Chen: “…”

"Ahem." Chen Huai'an paused for a moment while holding the thunder talisman, and quickly reached out to pull up his trousers.

The belt in front of his pants was torn, and when the spiritual energy burst out of his body, it was inevitable that his pants would bulge out, and it really felt like they were about to fall off.

"Did you trigger the thunder just now?" The bone china Bodhisattva, whose head was burnt black by the thunder and fire, looked at Chen Huaian fiercely and laughed: "Young man, your thunder and fire are full of righteousness, but they are still lacking in heat... My kiln fire is specially used to absorb righteousness, so I can use it to help you recover some strength!"

Will-o'-the-wisps flickered around her white porcelain arms, and vaguely one could see the images of young girls during the Mingde period throwing themselves into the kiln fire one by one.

It was the blood sacrifices of these girls that created the Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva's bizarre Dharma body. He used the body of a ghost to cultivate Buddha's energy and became a monster that was neither demon nor Buddha.

"Old man, you have some skills. You can actually cultivate Buddhist energy in your ghost body?" Chen Huaian found it absurd.

Doesn't this mean that when the porcelain mother performed the blood sacrifice, she still thought she was saving people?

What a twisted mentality that is...

He didn't know that the bone china Bodhisattva was born during a severe drought, which made the people miserable and even caused cannibalism. Instead of watching these people kill each other in pain, it would be better to perform a blood sacrifice.

She really thought she was doing a good thing.

Especially those girls who were sacrificed in blood.

Not only did she help the official "resurrect" his son, but the families of these girls also got food from her to survive. It was no problem for them to live a little tighter so that their children, who would carry on the family line, could survive.

It can be said that these blood sacrifices are all "voluntary".

It's a fight-or-fight deal!

The bone china Bodhisattva said nothing, but slapped Chen Huai'an with one hand.

The clasped hands suddenly separated.

When the fingers of his right palm were stretched out, they were still the size of a normal person, but in the blink of an eye, they transformed into the collapse of a mountain. The palm was covered with blood-colored scriptures, and the air became stagnant wherever it passed, accompanied by the sounds of ghosts crying and demons howling.

At present, she is not Chen Huai'an's opponent.

But it was different now. Some of her strength had been restored. She had been with Chen Huai'an for a long time. In fact, as long as she "ate" Chen Huai'an and Wang Shouyi, her damaged foundation would be restored quickly.

This is all chance!

Wang Shouyi is a good disciple of Xikunlun.

But she was just an 'outsider' who joined Xikunlun at the beginning of the spiritual energy recovery, and she was not the core at all. If she was killed, she was killed, so why would she be blamed? She was just a chess player.

"Tsk~"

Chen Huaian looked up at the giant palm that was holding up the sky and sighed.

"It's too much of a stretch to ask these Sword Pavilion disciples to make talismans." He shook the wrinkled thunder and fire talismans on his fingertips. The notes on them were messy and the talismans were crooked. It was obvious that these disciples' hands were shaking when they drew the talismans.

How can we refine high-quality talismans in this way?

There is not a single good quality one among the dozens of talismans.

All are ordinary items.

When the Bone China Bodhisattva saw Chen Huai'an put away the talisman, he thought he was a poor man with no skills.

"What? No other options? Then go die!"

Boom——!

The giant palm pressed down fiercely, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to crack.

"No idea? Nonono~"

Chen Huai'an shook his head, then took out the Cangjian Pill from his eldest disciple Zhen He of Cangjian Peak and threw it into the air.

This person is known as the best Taoist priest in Jian Ge, and is even labeled as an old sinner in the game. What kind of power does his Cang Jian Wan have?

"Dude, it's up to you."

A real man never looks back at an explosion.

Chen Huaian slowly turned around, put his hands in his pockets, calmly turned his back to the giant hand and walked towards Zhao Ying and others step by step.

"Let me see...how old and shady you really are!"

Huh——!

The sword pellet exploded.

A sword energy flew diagonally, piercing through the giant palm and the bone china Bodhisattva.

The sea of ​​clouds rolled back.

A blue-white gap appeared in the sky, and the moon appeared through the clouds.

Chen Huaian walked in the moonlight, listening to the roar of the stone statues crumbling behind him with a slight smile on his face.

"Nice sword! So shameless!!"

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Li Qingran