Li Haocheng relied on the twenty-five talismans composed of the five elements runes to continuously rotate, condensed the five elements spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and produced rays of heavenly thunders descending from the sky, hitting the twelve Yuanchen white bones, not or hitting one of the demon gods.

"Hmph!!! Do you think that the twelve Yuanchen White Bone Demon God of My Monk cannot be driven by it, which is your little thunder, can be destroyed?" Monk Xiankong said with a pale face.[]

"Ha, ha, ha, see clearly what the hell is!!" Zhao Wuji laughed loudly, his face flushed and looked like he was about to win.

"Hmm?!!! Not good!!!" Monk Xiankong looked carefully and saw thunderstorms constantly falling from the air hitting one of the demon gods with faint Buddha light. Monk Xiankong didn't know what Zhao Wuji was thinking.

"Crack, Crack!!!"

The demon god containing the faint Buddha light that Zhao Wuji focused on was blown into powder. The demon god was the demon god who was sacrificed and evolved by Monk Xiankong. You should know that both the magic weapons of the side sect and the magic weapons of the Demon Sect are extremely easy to retaliate against the master. The magic weapons of the side sect are fine, as long as you are careful, it won’t do anything. At most, it will consume some vitality. However, when the magic weapons of the Demon Sect backfire, they may even have to peel off even if they don’t die, and even the soul cannot escape.

Monk Xiankong himself is not the master of the Twelve Yuanchen White Bone Demon God. Even if it is, with Monk Xiankong's tiny Taoist practice, he naturally cannot control the Twelve Yuanchen White Bone Demon God, and will definitely be backfired. In the end, the soul of life and death disappeared and was destroyed. Zhao Wuji knew that Monk Xiankong's twelve Yuanchen White Bone Demon God was given, and the natural twelve Yuanchen White Bone Demon God was the elder of Monk Xiankong forcibly suppressed it after being sacrificed and refined. Then Monk Xiankong then spliced ​​his thirteen Yuanchen White Bone Demon God to control the Twelve Yuanchen White Bone Demon God. At this time, Zhao Wuji destroyed the white bone demon God controlled by him. Then under the guidance of the qi, the twelve Yuanchen White Bone Demon God was close to him.

At this time, Monk Xiankong knew that his reliance on the twelve Yuanchen White Bone Demon God was about to retaliate against himself, and he was afraid that he would not have a good end. Naturally, he was extremely angry and lost his mind and did not escape. He planned to break it with Zhao Piaotian's literary network. But who knew that Zhao Wuji took out a purple gold whip full of war and appeared in Zhao Wuji's hand. Then Zhao Wuji threw the purple gold whip in his hand and knocked on the forehead of Monk Xiankong three times.

The first time, Monk Xiankong saw a protective magic weapon flying out and was easily destroyed by the purple gold whip. The corners of Monk Xiankong's mouth were bleeding.

The second time, a relic on the side door with a strange fragrance of blood was faintly floating above Monk Xiankong's head. The relic blocked the second attack on his head, but then the relic broke and saw that the monk Xiankong's body trembled, and his color was as light as gold.

The third time, he directly hit Monk Xiankong's Heavenly Spirit Cover, and Monk Xiankong died of blood from his seven orifices.

The Twelve Yuanchen White Bone Demon God really wanted to escape. At the same time, a spiritual light appeared on the monk Xiankong who was trying to play a role, but he saw a purple Qi Tai Chi diagram crossing over to suppress the restless twelve Yuanchen White Bone Demon God, and at the same time dispersed the spiritual light. Then a figure appeared. He was a young Taoist. This person had a fairy-like Taoist bone, with soft appearance, crystal skin, phoenix dan eyes, sword eyebrows, and a Taoist robe on his body was engraved with halos, with many lotus patterns. At the same time, the auspicious qi treasure light on his body seemed vast and boundless. This person was the Lingbao Taoist who came out to escort it.

"Master?!!!" Zhao Wuji was shocked and seemed a little restrained.

"Ha, hehe, hehe, Wuji, you are a little tender after all!!!" Taoist Lingbao said, as the purple qi Taiji diagram in his hand danced around, washed away the surrounding qi, and then several chess pieces flashed out in his hand, disrupting the already dissipated aura. Taoist Lingbao could say with certainty that Li Haocheng and himself worked together, and with the many spiritual treasures who wanted to splice the qi here, they would definitely not be able to calculate the reason.

"Master, why are you here?" Zhao Wuji said in surprise.

"Ha, hehe, it's not the first time your child is going far away. Although he has given you many treasures, anything will happen in the great disaster. I am not very relieved after all, so I am a hardworking person and have to go out to follow you. Fortunately, your child has a good fighting consciousness and has not suffered any losses in the first battle. I am still quite satisfied with his teacher." Li Haocheng said as he chuckled.

"Master!! This..." Zhao Wuji was quite moved and respected Li Haocheng even more.

"Okay, don't be that little daughter. Seeing that you can now stand alone, you will feel at ease as your teacher." Li Haocheng waved his hand.

"By the way, the twelve Yuanchen White Bone Demon God is just in time to sacrifice a set of twelve Yuanchen substitute puppets for you." Li Haocheng suddenly thought of something and said happily.

The twelve Yuanchen substitute puppet is a one-time magic weapon calculated by Li Haocheng and the Taoist Lingbao. It is the peach wood substitute puppet in the God World of Haotian and his own martial arts in the future. The 24 Buddha substitute Dharma bodies that can replace the body's death twenty-four times in the heart of the kalpa. It is a prototype sacrifice and refining the twelve Yuanchen substitute puppet at this time is naturally invincible for cultivators at the level of Sanxian. It can replace the body's death twelve times. As for the level of Sanxian, it will be useless to replace the body's death at least once, at most two times. As for the earth immortals, it may have been discovered before it has played a role. Therefore, these twelve Yuanchen substitute puppets are extremely useless for Li Haocheng. Of course, for Zhao Wuji, it is naturally the first-class magic weapon to protect the body and life.

Before returning to the camp with Zhao Wuji and carefully sacrificing the twelve Yuanchen substitute puppet, Lingbao Taoist said to himself: "The monk Xiankong and Zhao Wuji are probably the same type of people, hehe, hehe, hehe, I didn't expect that there are people in this world who know this method..."

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The words are divided into two parts, but they talk about the Landa Temple on the Great Snow Mountain thousands of miles away.

Deep in the snowy mountains in Lanta Temple, I saw this snow for thousands of years and eternal ice. The layers of icicles around it surround the snowy mountains. From a distance, the peaks of the snowy mountains are like a shining snow lotus. The icebergs of all sizes are in various shapes. Some of the clean ice surfaces cracked into beautiful textures like the back of a turtle, but they are not broken. Some are stacked with lonely peaks, spreading flat on the top, and stand steep on all sides, neatly like a knife chop, and the color is blue and faint.

"Who is who is!!" An angry roar came out.

In a back hall of Landa Temple, a circle of many immortals, holy spirits, demons, evil immortals, and other formations surrounded by golden body magic, a slightly black ebony coffin floated quietly on it. Suddenly, the ebony coffin suddenly soared out from it. There were nine dark blue chains on the slightly black coffin, connecting the nine array eyes of the surrounding magic array. The nine array eyes actually were nine small clay statues, but one of the little people suddenly broke down. When you look closely, it turned out to be the shape of Monk Xiankong.

At this time, the lid of the coffin suddenly popped up. A Tou Tuo, wearing a brilliant monk robe, appeared inside. This Tou Tuo gave people a feeling of solemn appearance, but because his face was twisting from time to time, it seemed that he was enduring something. At this time, the mud of a monk Xiankong cracked, and the Tou Tuo's face suddenly became ferocious. Then, the Tou Tuo's eyes suddenly opened. One of the Tou Tuo's pupils was full of golden Buddha light spots, and one of the pupils was full of blood evil aura. At this time, the Tou Tuo's eyes were full of fear, panic, and uncontrollable joy, madness, as if they saw a terrifying nightmare.

The Buddha's light was revealed around Toutuo, the magic light was shining, the fairy sound was bursting, and the colorful clouds were stacked up. One by one, they had Buddhist spirituality, Taoist fairy energy, demon evil power, and the runes with strange appearances of the other sects were illusioned. At the same time, Toutuo roared angrily.
Chapter completed!