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Chapter 182 Fat Taoist

The fat Taoist priest looked at it for a moment and saw that Wu was about to take action immediately. He couldn't continue to wait and see.

"Master Dao, I have to take action, wait! I have to think about what methods should I use to vent my anger for my little disciples, well! Just use their Tiangu Sect's spirit-making hands!"

Wu Li said coldly: "Let you see my strongest fighting posture!"

"Human and spirit are united, and they are born together!" The four-armed ghost ape came to Wu Li and swallowed him in one bite!

Seeing this scene, Zeng Shuai and Qing Xiao were both stunned, and they had no idea what Wu Li meant.

When Wu Li was swallowed, the four-armed ghost ape howled, and sharp bone spurs began to grow at his joints!

On the head of the four-armed ghost ape, Wu Li's upper body appeared there, and a violent pressure that was approaching the late stage of Jiedan swept across the mountains!

"Hahahaha! Did you see it? This is my strongest fighting posture!"

Wu Li hoped to see shock, panic, despair, fear and other expressions from the eyes of Zeng Shuai and Qing Xiao. He enjoyed the look he showed before he died!

But no, there were no expressions he wanted to see in the eyes of Zeng Shuai and Qing Xiao. He only saw the strange, astonished, confused, and a look of whether he was stupid.

Indeed, if you want to kill Zeng Shuai and Qing Xiao, Wu Li just needs to let the four-armed ghost ape fight, and there is no need to become what he is now.

But of course, Zeng Shuai and the other two didn't know what Wu Li thought, they had already made the awareness of facing death together!

So Wu Li was particularly angry. He had merged with the four-armed ghost ape at this time, and the body of the four-armed ghost ape was his body.

Wu Li raised his fist and then smashed it hard at Zeng Shuai and Qing Xiao!

Zeng Shuai looked at Qing Xiao in his arms, "I have a word that I have never dared to say to you, but if I don't say it now, I'm afraid I will never have the chance to say it again!"

Qingxiao just looked at Zengshuai, how could she not know Zengshuai’s intentions? She didn’t know how good Zengshuai was to her in Linglong Villa over the years.

It’s just that Qingxiao is dedicated to practicing Taoism and has no intention of taking into account the relationship between men and women, so she intends to avoid Zhuang Zhuan!

At this moment, the two were about to die, and Qingxiao no longer had to think about practicing Taoism. She was willing to listen to what Zeng Shuai wanted to say to her!

"I, I like you, I want you, I want you, be my woman!"

After Zeng Shuai finished speaking, his cheeks became hot and he didn't dare to look at Qingxiao's gaze!

Qingxiao heard what Zeng Shuai said, and a faint smile appeared on her pale face.

Both of them were waiting for the arrival of death. Zhuang Zeng hugged Qing Xiao tightly and turned his back to Wu Li. Even if he died, he would have to die first.

But after waiting for a long time, Zeng Shuai did not feel any pain, nor did he feel any movement behind him!

Zeng Shuai couldn't help but guess, "Am I dead? I heard that after a person dies, everything in this world has nothing to do with him."

"But it's not right! We are cultivators. After death, our souls will gather together and never disperse. As long as we are not destroyed, we will have a chance to take over the body and be reborn!"

At this moment, a familiar and unfamiliar voice sounded in Zengshuai's ears!

"Little fat man! Do you miss being a teacher?"

When Zeng Shuai heard this sound, he suddenly opened his eyes and turned to look. A fat Taoist priest in a tattered Taoist robe was holding a pickaxe for digging tombs on his back, and was looking at him with a smile.

Zeng Shuai's eyes turned red suddenly, and his voice was trembling and shouting, "Master, Master!"

The fat Taoist priest laughed, "Little fat man! It seems that you still remember being a teacher. If you think you have a beauty in your arms, you have forgotten to be a teacher!"

Zeng Shuai said seriously: "How could I forget you, Master? It was the ragged magic weapon you gave me. I had promised to block any attacks under the Nascent Soul, but what was the result? Before I could block the attack of the four-armed ghost ape, it was broken!"

"Yes! I mean I can block any attack under the Nascent Soul, but I didn't say how long it lasts!" The fat Taoist priest didn't blush and his heart was beating, and he was sure.

"Master! You don't cheat your disciple like this!" Zhuang Shuai immediately wanted to cry. This was simply killing his disciple to death!

The fat Taoist priest laughed and said, "No! I counted on my fingers and knew that you would be in trouble every day, so I'll come here from afar!"

"I'm still counting? Master, you left me in the Qingyun Sect and said you would go to find the Foundation Building Pill for me. What's the result? I've been practicing to the stage of elixir formation myself, and you haven't even come to find me yet!"

"Ahem! Isn't this busy with my master? Besides, if you don't have a master by your side, you have also practiced to the stage of elixir formation!"

The master and apprentice started to argue, not caring about it at all, and Wu Li was pressed on the ground with a large spiritual hand and could not move.

Just now, Wu Li attacked Zengshuai and the others, and was about to succeed. Suddenly, a fat Taoist priest in a ragged dress appeared in front of him!

Wu Li Wuwei, he is a cultivator in the middle stage of the Killing Pill. After merging with the four-armed ghost ape, his strength is infinitely close to the late stage of the Killing Pill.

But what Wu Li didn't expect was that the fat Taoist priest easily slapped him with the spirit-making hand of the Tiangu Sect, just like slapping a fly.

The Spirit Transformation Hand is the original creation of the founder of the Tiangu Sect, and it cannot be learned by the leader. However, the fat Taoist priest in front of him is indeed practical for the Spirit Transformation Hand of the Tiangu Sect!

When Wu Li realized that he had been pressed to the ground by the spiritual hand, no matter how hard he struggled, he could not move at all!

At this time, Wu Li couldn't help but feel fear, because he found that he could not see through the cultivation level of the fat Taoist priest.

"Is he a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

Seeing that the two of them had no intention of paying attention to him, Wu Li couldn't help but speak.

"This senior! The younger generation, Wu Li, the younger generation, must have had any misunderstandings with his beloved disciple. I would like to ask the senior to give up his help and let him go. I am willing to compensate him!"

For Wu Li, when encountering a strong man with a higher level of cultivation than him, of course, he will admit defeat when he should. Face is worth the price, and saving his life is important!

At this time, the fat Taoist priest turned his head to look at Wu Li, then raised his hand, Wu Li suddenly felt a lighter all over his body, and he showed joy and was about to speak.

Suddenly, the big hand transformed by spiritual power hit him hard again and knocked him to the ground.

Wu Li immediately spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and he was furious, but it was not revealed on the surface.

"Senior! I already know that I am wrong. I am willing to pay the price. Please forgive me for this time for the sake of Tiangu Sect!"

The fat Taoist priest coughed twice, "That, I'm sorry! I just did, and my hand slipped!"

Wu Li was almost angry and vomited another mouthful of blood when he heard this, "Hands slipped? Is the goddamn trusting you!"

"Well! Since you already know that you are wrong and are willing to compensate, then it will be easy for me to give you everything you have!"

The fat Taoist priest smiled so hard that he was blinded by his eyebrows and looked very reasonable, but it made Wu Li feel a little frustrated!
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