After standing still, Yang Bo turned to look in Kui's direction and pushed out the seal in his hand.

"The art of summoning wind and rain!"

"The wind is coming!"

"Thunder and lightning!"

"The rain is coming!"

Yang Bo used the technique of summoning wind and rain, and he could feel that in his Taoism, a power from the same sect and the same source was suddenly integrated into his Taoism. This power was even much more advanced than his Taoism!

Yang Bo turned his head and looked in Kui's direction in surprise. He really didn't expect that Kui's innate magical power was so powerful!

However, after adding this power, Yang Bo instantly felt that his control ability within the scope of Taoism had been greatly enhanced!

Almost all the monks here have never experienced Yang Bo's technique of summoning wind and rain, but some people have seen Yang Bo perform this technique and know that Yang Bo's technique is similar to that of the monastery.

Someone suddenly shouted: "Everyone, be careful, if you enter the range of his Taoism, you may be controlled by him!"

"This place is similar to a monastery. We must break his Taoism, otherwise everyone will be controlled by him!"

Everyone was suddenly enveloped by Yang Bo's large-scale Taoism, and they didn't feel much. After hearing the reminder, some people quickly made seals to use Taoism.

However, everyone immediately felt that the spiritual energy around them was drained, and the Taoist magic could not be used!

Yang Bo stood in the distance, holding the jade gourd in his hand. He pulled out the lid, and wisps of black flames flew in the direction of everyone.

The hell karma fire came, and everyone hurriedly avoided it, but everyone felt that the air around them suddenly tightened, and they were unable to move, as if they were being controlled!

This is exactly the effect of an ashram!

The body was unable to move, and the fire of hell karma came. Everyone was frightened and panicked.

Mr. Huang Long snorted coldly, and a talisman suddenly appeared in his hand, and the talisman flew out.

"The stars have changed!"

A white light floated out from the talisman. This white light enveloped Huang Long and more than ten people around him, and flew away directly.

Mr. Huang Long and others fell outside the Taoist arts and saw the hell karma fire falling on everyone. There were at least thirty people in the venue. These people could not move and could only watch the hell karma fire coming over.

Mr. Huang Long looked extremely sad. He led everyone to kill Yang Bo, but now he was defeated by Yang Bo, and may even lose most of the monks. This is something he cannot accept!

Mr. Huang Long took out a talisman and threw it out. The talisman instantly turned into a sword light, and this sword light struck directly in the direction of Yang Bo!

Yang Bo had been paying attention to the direction of Mr. Huang Long. He was not too surprised when he saw him rushing out of the range of Taoism. However, when the sword light came and a strong dangerous aura came, Yang Bo suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave!

Yang Bo's expression changed drastically. He no longer cared about killing the many monks who were trapped in the Taoism. He took out the Pride Dragon Staff and pushed out the Seals in his hand!

"Qinglong Yunping!"

"Qinglong Yunping!"

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Green barriers appeared in front of Yang Bo, but when the sword light struck, these barriers were like pieces of paper, cut into two pieces by the sword light!

Yang Bo looked ugly. He took out the three-legged cauldron from the Qiankun Bag. He poured spiritual power into it and the cauldron swelled up. He pushed the three-legged cauldron out.

"Ding!"

The tripod made a crisp sound and was cut in half by the sword light.

Yang Bo's heart was shocked. He was very aware of how hard this three-legged tripod was. He didn't expect that it would be cut off as soon as he got it!

Immediately afterwards, a small tripod appeared again in Yang Bo's hand. The three-legged tripod was incomplete, with strands of green gas hanging down. This was the Qin tripod!

Qin Ding has always been in the Qiankun Bag and has not been used. Now that it has reached this point, he will no longer hide it!

Qin Ding poured spiritual power into it, but there was no change at all. Yang Bo had no choice but to push it out, and Qingyun Peak appeared in his hand again.

Qingyun Peak had already given birth to Lingzhi before, but it was destroyed in the last battle. Now Qingyun Peak has not been restored for long, and the nine-story pagoda has not fully recovered. He has no way to summon it, so he can only place his hope on Qingyun Peak.

"Ding!"

The sword light struck Qin Ding, and Yang Bo poured spiritual power into Qingyun Peak. Qingyun Peak swelled, but he was stunned immediately.

Qin Ding was slashed by the sword light and retreated several meters, but was not injured at all.

The sword light seemed to dissipate and become transparent.

"Ding!"

The sword light absorbed the surrounding aura and struck again.

Qin Ding stepped back a few meters again, and the sword light completely dissipated.

Seeing this scene, Yang Bo was stunned.

Yang Bo has always felt that the origin of Qin Ding is mysterious. Because it involves the Qin family, he is unwilling to use it. He feels that it is difficult to explain to the Qin family. He has always felt that Qin Ding is far inferior to the nine-story pagoda, or even Qingyun Peak, because Qin Ding is broken.

!

If Qin Ding is really powerful, can it still be broken?

I didn't expect Qin Ding to be able to withstand such an intense attack!

Yang Bo took back the Qin Ding. He held it in his hand and could feel the weight of the Qin Ding.

At this time, the scene was in a mess. More than thirty monks were all burned by the karma fire of hell. Their robes were torn, and their flesh was scorched. Those with disheveled hair had minor injuries, and many monks' hair was completely burned.

!

Yang Bo took a look, but was not satisfied. He also wanted to try the Taiyin Divine Thunder, but in the end he didn't get the chance to try it.

However, this battle completely broke the confidence of the other side. At this time, the more than thirty monks were dejected and retreated dozens of kilometers away, not daring to come closer.

Mr. Huang Long looked ugly. He failed to win this battle. This was a slap in his face. After all, he led everyone here, but was defeated by Yang Bo alone!

Although it seems that Kui also contributed, Yang Bo is obviously the main force!

What a shame!

Mr. Huang Long raised his hands to everyone, "Everyone, I'm really sorry, I underestimated my enemy too much!"

"I didn't expect that he could still perform such a Taoist technique even though he couldn't use the Taoist training field!"

"Yang Bo is a great harm, we must eradicate him!"

After saying that, Mr. Huang Long turned around and ran in the direction of Yang Bo, but was held back by the old man beside him.

The old man said: "Sir, wait a minute. You should listen to everyone's opinions. You must find a way to crack his Taoism. Otherwise, how can you kill him?"

Mr. Huanglong took advantage of the situation and stayed. He did not want to go alone. Even though he still had a few Taoist talismans on his body, he could not waste it. He had just arrived in the lower realm and had used two talismans. They were still used to move mountains.

What a disgrace to the cultivator!

A monk whose hair was burned bald stood up and said, "Young Master Huang Long, you don't have to blame yourself. No one thought that he would have such a method!"

"Next, we need to take a long-term approach!"
Chapter completed!