The "water-avoiding talisman" in Liu Shiyi's palm suddenly shattered.

The huge resistance spreads between the two people—

The man in the straw raincoat seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer. He grabbed forward with both hands and grabbed a burst of sword energy. His whole person was smashed by the power of the talisman to fly out. His feet were stepped on the gravel, and he stepped on two ravines that were neither deep nor shallow, and finally stopped.

Taishan King has no expression on his face.

The ancient city of Rakshasa has collapsed, and broken walls are everywhere.

At the end of this ancient city, there is a towering stone statue with two narrow bat wings covering their cheeks, which looks like a delicate and transparent woman's posture, but the three toes and blue teeth and black armor at the bottom of the feet are only stuck to the base, making a move to fly, and it looks more like a butterfly about to break through the shell of a cocoon.

Liu Shiyi was caught by the figure of the man standing up.

The man's voice continued to ring.

"Have the formation been prepared?"

"It's still a little bit short, but it's ready to use it."

The small woman took the "water-avoiding talisman" from Liu Shiyi's cuff, spoke a little regretfully, and said, "The guide talisman, the water-avoiding talisman, and the mountain-shaking talisman are all broken. If this talisman is placed in the black market in the East-West Realm, it will be a pity that it can sell a considerable value."

The man hesitated a little and asked, "We don't have many talismans anymore... can we practice it?"

The girl's voice was very decisive, she shook her head and said, "I can't fix it."

So there was silence.

The two of them seemed to be on Liu Shiyi.

Mr. Liu, who has always been taciturn, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll compensate."

"Hey, hey, Eleven, you'll see you..." The shadow in the dark suddenly laughed, patted Liu Shiyi's shoulder familiarly, and said with a finger: "Just just use Penglai Immortal Pills from Jianhu Palace. I will never accept it if I give it more."

Liu Shiyi looked at Ning Yi with a complicated expression.

He could not say a word or a word about the thick-skinned descendant of Shushan's Torch.

Ning Yi patted Liu Shiyi's shoulder, lowered his voice, and said softly: "Put it away, don't activate the sword energy."

Liu Shiyi pursed his lips, and he saw clearly...

One by one, his familiar talismans hung from all directions.

In Ning Yi's mansion, he often saw talismans flying around, all of which were the masterpieces of the "Successor of Zishan". Even though he was in a state of retreat and enlightenment, in the past three days, he would always feel the mysterious power contained in those talismans, and his mind would always be moved.

Liu Shiyi never felt that the way of formations and talismans could compete with swordsmanship.

But Pei Fan subverted his thoughts.

One talisman after another hovered at the end of the ancient city of Rakshasa, centered on the "Rakshasa Girl" who was about to break the cocoon shell. Each talisman seemed to have a sense of each other.

At this moment, the rainwater connects dots to form a line, outlining a blurry outline.

It's like being in the starry sky, every talisman is a dim star.

Ning Yi told him not to activate the sword energy.

Liu Shiyi took a deep breath and hugged his long breath in his arms.

......

......

"Ning Yi...I should have guessed it long ago."

The straw raincoat trembled slightly, and the King of Taishan stretched out one hand, slowly wiped the corners of his lips with the back of his hand, and a scarlet red color appeared.

This is blood, but not my own blood, nor Liu Shiyi's blood.

King Taishan stared at the young man who was slowly walking out of the darkness, and his eyes were concentrated on the oil-paper umbrella around Ning Yi's waist.

"There are not many people in this world who can sense where the King of Equity lives." The corners of his lips cracked, as if they were getting worse and worse, and he said sinisterly: "You have been here long ago, set up this formation and lead me to the bait?"

Ning Yi looked at the half-faced face under the hat.

He sighed lightly and said quietly: "The people in the underworld are from all over the world. Judging from the appearance of this person, he should be from the East."

The King of Taishan was stunned.

"Eat people's heart and lungs, peel their mouths and swallow their livers." Ning Yi pressed one hand on the oil-paper umbrella and said slowly: "At the peak of the Nine Realm, sitting in the sixth hall of the Underworld, the Sixth Hall of the Underworld is very famous. Han Yue should have spent a lot of effort to cultivate you, and your physique and cultivation are both excellent... Unfortunately, if you are a real tenth realm, you should be qualified to be at the top of the Eastern Realm Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Glazed Gla

King Taishan frowned.

"A boring story that happened not long ago doesn't mean much to you now, so you don't have to know it." Ning Yi smiled and said, "You probably just need to know that your master was beaten here, which attracted my attention."

"This place is really a Feng Shui treasure land with strong evil spirits. If one day I want to surprise those 'relative and friends' who come from afar, then the Rakshasa City in the outskirts of Tiandu will be the first choice."

Speaking of this, Ning Yi looked around, and said with a little regretful tone, "It's a pity that King Equity has no ability. He just can choose a place, but he chose to fight here. This fight collapsed Rakshasa City... The formation that the girl mentioned with strong killing power can only be treated as a defective product."

"What do you mean?"

King Taishan frowned.

"Liu Shiyi is here to fight, I will deal with the funeral." Ning Yi said neatly: "The process of handling the funeral is probably... burying the body of King Ping Equity, and following the trouble of chasing him, such as you."

King Taishan narrowed his eyes and his hat began to tremble.

His eyes passed over the ancient sculpture of Rakshasa female, and looked at the talisman hanging above his head, gathering this small world.

"This hat looks familiar. I just fought with a guy wearing a hat not long ago." Ning Yi looked at the King of Taishan and smiled: "If it weren't for the formation, I would probably be beaten down in one encounter."

"But you are a little far from him. Even if you don't use the formation, I can educate you well." The young man standing in front of the King of Taishan was full of calmness and calmness.

Ning Yi has experienced many battles along the way.

Qingshan Mansion, Hongshan Plateau, the foot of Changling Mountain, and then the one with Cao Ran.

There were more than ten battle strategies flashing through his mind.

The other party is a ghost cultivator from the Eastern Realm. Just by attracting thunder, it can be divided into direct bombardment with thunder magic and talismans, and indirectly use sword energy to trigger heavy rain and thunder falling on the dome.

Fighting with swords and swords, and fighting against capture, both distinction between superiority and inferiority, and life and death.

Standing not far from Ning Yi, the King of Taishan was sinister. His lips suddenly cracked to the left and right sides. A sound of meridians shattering came from his cheeks. Scarlet bloodshot lines, like needles and threads sewn on his lips. At this moment, it collapsed and left, scarlet like a small snake, swaying continuously.

He slowly raised his head, opened his mouth wide, and thick mucus surged in his throat.

With a "thump", a bald head burst out from his mouth and landed on the ground, rolling around his feet. The dark mucus dissipated as soon as it fell to the ground and turned into a curling black smoke.

"Pu" "Pu" "Pu" "Pu" ......

Seven or eight heads were spit out of his mouth. The burly and sturdy man in the straw raincoat, whose originally strong and swollen chest was now sunken and deflated, spitting out these seven or eight heads in succession. His entire energy seemed to be drained and he turned into an old man with a hunched back.

The eight subsequent landings, plus the previous one, were a total of nine. They bounced on the ground several times, causing a faint wind. After the rain washed away, these bald heads jumped up again. When they landed, they made a dull "bang" sound, like beating a drum, and then there was no sound. After landing, they did not jump up again, as if they were stuck on the ground.

His bare head suddenly opened his eyes.

The originally pretty human face opened nine pairs of dark eye sockets, and there was nothing inside.

The King of Taishan Youyou breathed out a breath of turbid air.

He raised one hand and placed it on his hat. He slowly picked up the hat and threw it on the ground. Before it landed, it was blown away by the raindrops and the strong wind, turning into flying catkins, which seemed to be igniting itself in the rain.

His eyes were empty and nothing.

His chin had been dislocated, and the scarlet bloodshot was thinly connected to half of his chin, like a marionette. He smiled big at Ning Yi.

Ning Yi looked at the scarlet and snake-like tongue with a slit front end.

He sighed and said, "Are you all like this in the East? It's so ugly."

The King of Taishan slowly raised his arms, raised his head at the same time, staring at the dome, and countless heavy rain fell, smashing into his dark and empty eyes, splashing out strands of soul fire.

He seemed to be embracing the entire night sky of Rakshasa City.

The nine heads began to tremble restlessly.

Under the King of Taishan, the dark and rich blood flowed all over the ground, as if stepping on a smooth mirror, and the soles of his feet looked like a pool of thousands of years of stagnant water.

The nine heads placed on the "tan water" tremble slightly, and the frequency is getting higher and higher.

Until a pair of white bone hands poked out of the "pool water" without warning, they snapped down suddenly, and stood up shakingly, supporting one of the nine heads.

Scarlet flesh and blood flowed back from the mirror, entangled with the bones, and pieced together a complete body.

After filling the nine pieces, the towering body as majestic as a hill shaking and stood up.

Liu Shiyi in the distance was pale.

He had never seen such a strange magic.

Pei Fan's girl caught a glimpse of Liu Shiyi's expression and said seriously: "The ghost cultivators in the southern border are all kinds of wonders, just get used to it."

Ning Yi's applause sounded in the audience.

The scattered clapping sounded thin, with a long interval between them.

Because the person who applauded was lazy.

Ning Yi slapped his palms twice symbolically.

He looked at King Taishan and said seriously: "Good means, each of the nine bodies is the peak of the Nine Realm. Is this going to kill a lot of people?"

The man in the straw raincoat did not directly answer.

After he spit out nine heads, his realm fell again and again, and at this moment there were only eight realms.

The King of Taishan let out a breath, he grinned, his scarlet tongue swayed outside, slowly stretched out a hand to Ning Yi, and waved five fingers.

Ning Yi laughed.

He saw what the other party meant.

"If you don't use those nine, I won't use the formation, let's fight?"

Ning Yi looked at Taishan King with a smile, slowly stretched out a finger and hooked it.
Chapter completed!