The carriage was overturned, and Lord Chen in the carriage rolled for countless rounds, opened his mouth and spit it out, and in a daze, he barely climbed out of the carriage.

And not far away, the sound of guard suddenly came.

"Sir, go!"

The guard surnamed Chang held something in his hand, shining brightly in the darkness, but his mouth and nose were bleeding, which obviously could not resist it.

The things in his hand were given by Lord Chen just handed him, the talisman of the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect, and Elder Shi of the God Refining Realm.

But the ability to come to the enemy has obviously exceeded the level that the Qi Refining Realm should have and has reached the God Refining Realm!

Regardless of whether the enemy has the cultivation level of the God Refining Realm, at least he has combat power comparable to the God Refining Realm, and it is definitely not something that can be passed by just a talisman!

"Want to leave?"

The man in the darkness reached out and patted him on the golden light.

The golden light became dimmer and then the guard surnamed Chang was thrown away again and smashed to the ground, and his breath gradually faded.

Elder Shi's amulet gradually began to dim.

And the man in the dark walked slowly towards the carriage.

"Who is the person in Zun Jia?"

Lord Chen staggered back and gritted his teeth and said, "I am the former former Heavenly Realm Palm. Now he has been appointed as the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. The imperial court has appointed an official. The front is close to Zhongzhou. The demon-hunting official will definitely notice the movement here. Do you dare to attack and kill me here? Is it worthless to have a life?"

"Mr. Chen, why can't I recognize you?"

The man in black robe has not stopped, and in just a few words, he has crossed a hundred feet away. He smiled and said, "I came for you this trip. I didn't expect that there was a talisman given by a master of the God Refining Realm in your guard. It has blocked me for a while."

"Who are you?"

Lord Chen kept retreating, stepped on the things under his feet, and fell down on his back.

The carriage has overturned, and the horse pulling the carriage has died suddenly.

The clothes, books, and some silver in the car were all over the floor.

"It doesn't matter who I am. It's very important if you die."

"You are also a practitioner. It is a death sentence to order officials to take action against the Daxia court!" Lord Chen gritted his teeth and said, "And my children have joined Fengyuan Mountain in Guangshan, and are the disciples of Taoist Baoshou!"

"If your children were not under Fengyuanshan's disciples, you might not have ended up in this way."

The man in black robe was close to ten feet, and suddenly reached out and pressed, and an infinite amount of yin wind gathered, and ghosts appeared and went towards Lord Chen.

But I saw a strong wind suddenly blew, cold and cold, and evil spirits penetrated into my bones.

In the eyes of Lord Chen, he was filled with horror and fear, and his heart was despair, and he realized that his fate was over!

However, at this moment, a ray of light suddenly burst out from the dark and dark wind!

It was one of the calligraphy and painting classics that were swept up by the cold wind. It was not damaged, but spread out!

The light flashes, throbbing!

Lord Chen was surprised and turned to look.

The man in black robe also frowned and felt uneasy.

And at this moment, the scroll was spread out.

I saw a person on the drawing paper.

This man is about twenty years old, with a handsome face and dressed in Taoism.

And this young Taoist priest is the Lord of Baihong Temple in Fengyuan Mountain, Guangshan District, Qingmingzhou, Taoist Baoshou!

"This painting?"

The man in black robe felt panic and anxious. He immediately felt relieved and turned away.

When he turned around, he reached out and pressed him down at Lord Chen. His magic power was powerful and he condensed into Taoism, so he wanted to kill him here.

But just as Lord Chen was in fear, he heard a clear shout.

"Bold monster!"

Suddenly, the Taoist in the painting eyes condensed. He took a step forward and stepped out of the scroll, which was exactly the same as his true body.

At the same time, he slashed away with a sword!

It instantly swept past and defeated the Taoist light of the man in black robe!

"Taoist Baoshou!"

The man in black robe exclaimed, thinking that this was a treasure passed down from Fengyuan Mountain, but who could have thought that a mere painting in the hands of an ordinary man could alarm Taoist Baoshou?

He ignored it and turned around and ran away!

However, Taoist Baoshou did not raise his eyes, and he could easily find a sword energy.

The sword energy suddenly penetrated the void!

In an instant, he penetrated the back of the man in black robe!

His top-grade magic robe and his magic weapon, heart protection mirror, could not resist it!

He ran a hundred feet forward, before he fell down, silent!

A dignified god-level real person fell here in an instant.

"Master..."

Lord Chen was surprised and couldn't help but breathe.

Taoist Master Baoshou laughed, looked down and said, "Fortunately, you brought this painting, otherwise I would not be able to save you. However, the merits and vows gathered by more than 100,000 strands of hair can only be made to make me take action! Next, go to the capital, and you can do it yourself!"

The sound fell, and the Taoist took a step forward and walked back into the painting.

However, this time, the Taoist priest in the painting lost the previous charm.

All this is like a dream, but the severe pain on Lord Chen, the overturned carriage, and the sudden death of horses all told him that all this was not a dream.

The guard surnamed Chang was breathing weakly, while the golden light outside him had been exhausted.

"Old Chang, how about you wake up?"

"Sir..." The guard surnamed Chang barely opened his eyes, his face pale, and he whispered: "That person just now..."

"He has been killed by Taoist Master Baoshou in Fengyuan Mountain!" Lord Chen said seriously: "It is on the scroll you brought back, Taoist Master Baoshou walked out of the painting and killed the demon!"

"Picture scroll?" The guard surnamed Chang was even more shocked, and then he felt extremely dazed in his heart.

"The Taoist priest said earlier that the merits and vows gathered by more than 100,000 strands of hair can only be allowed to take action once?"

Lord Chen helped the guard surnamed Chang up, then he panted and put away the scroll, put it in his heart, thinking: "Can you raise more than ten thousand strands of hair for the Taoist priest again to make the Taoist in the painting show his divine power again?"

It was extremely dangerous to go to the capital. The first person to kill him, an ordinary person, was a real person in the realm of the God Refining Realm. Among the practitioners, they were all at the upper level!

Now that this real person has fallen to kill an ordinary man, isn’t the person behind him even more angry?
Chapter completed!