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Chapter 513: Leaving Tai Chi Sect

Calculate the days, Ye Tian had been in Tai Chi Sect for more than three months.

If it were not for the help of the Yin and Yang Pool during this period, the seventh-grade golden elixir in the dantian would not have been able to recover all of them. In general, Ye Tian knew that he owed Jiang Qing a great favor.

This favor can only be paid back in the future.

As for what Jiang Qing thinks now, Ye Tian doesn't know, nor does he want to know.

Jiang Qing helped a murderer who killed the head and elder of Tai Chi Sect. It may take some time for Jiang Qing to get out of this sudden news. Ye Tian could only hope that she would think about it earlier, so that she could really take the disciples of Tai Chi Sect to take a new path.

After dark, Ye Tian quietly walked out of the mountain gate of Tai Chi Sect. As soon as he appeared at the mountain gate of Tai Chi Sect, a familiar spiritual sense had fallen on him, and it was not the ghost Taoist who had followed him for many days.

Ye Tian concealed his cultivation, chose a direction at will, and drove away all the way with the flying magic weapon.

When Ye Tian's figure completely disappeared into the coverage of Tai Chi Sect, the ghost Taoist standing in a shadow of trees walked out faintly, his eyes turned to where Ye Tian left, and he smiled.

"Boy, you dare to run a flying magic weapon to escape only when you are only in the Foundation Establishment Stage. Don't you know that Yan State and Cang Yue are planning a life-and-death battle. The cultivators of the entire Yan State and Cang Yue's Wuri Sect all appeared. With your Foundation Establishment Stage's cultivation, you will only die." After the Ghost Taoist finished speaking, he turned into a light to chase Ye Tian.

In the dark night, the stars flashed in the sky.

Ye Tian stepped on the flying magic weapon and flew towards a mountain range ahead without any rushing or slow. When he discovered that the ghost Taoist's spiritual sense had been swept by again, he immediately activated his spiritual power to speed up the flying magic weapon.

"I ran quite fast, but your life is mine." The ghost Taoist chasing behind him had no idea that he had fallen into Ye Tian's trap and chased him all the way.

The ghost Taoist chased after him for a while, but suddenly stopped.

Because he found that Ye Tian had landed on the mountain range in front of him, and he seemed to be waiting for him, this made the ghost Taoist hesitate for a moment, and he did not dare to make up his guess about Ye Tian's cultivation. He stood in the air with a gloomy face.

Ye Tian was also a little depressed when he saw the ghost Taoist stop. How could the ghost Taoist become so cautious? He had exposed so many defects and could not lure the other party.

In fact, he didn't know that since the last battle in the village, the ghost figure raised by the Ghost Taoist was seriously injured and could not even exert half of its strength. Moreover, the golden zombie disappeared for so long that there were very few methods available in the Ghost Taoist's hands.

What's more, every time the Ghost Taoist fights with Ye Tian, ​​he doesn't get any benefits, and even loses his troops and generals.

Although the ghost Taoist must have life to enjoy the magic weapons and materials in Ye Tian's hands, every time he attacks Ye Tian, ​​he has to go through deep thoughts and make sure that he will not return empty-handed.

While the ghost Taoist was thinking, two spiritual senses suddenly swept over Ye Tian’s position.

Not long after, their spiritual sense fell on the thoughtful ghost Taoist. In an instant, two lights flew from behind Ye Tian, ​​and the speed was so fast that they had arrived in front of the ghost Taoist.

"Lingtian Sect's traitor, die!" One of them shouted softly, took out an Eight Trigrams mirror painted with two fishes of Yin and Yang, and threw it directly at the ghost Taoist in the air.

The Eight Trigrams Mirror appeared on the head of the Ghost Taoist with a "whoosh", and instantly became less than a thousand times larger. A layer of black and white light shield was suspended on the head of the Ghost Taoist, which actually directly intercepted the Ghost Taoist.

The dark light shield trapped the ghost Taoist, and then two lights appeared above the Bagua Mirror. The ghost Taoist looked up at the two of them, smiled coldly, and said, "It turned out to be the two elders of Lingtian Sect. They appeared here, probably not to catch me back, right?"

In recent days, Wuri Sect has been sending additional personnel to the south.

At this time, Yan State was in danger. As the largest sect in the world, Lingtian Sect naturally could not sit idly by and would definitely send some people to help Yan State win.

However, the leader of Wuri Sect is already a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Realm, and the head of Lingtian Sect is very familiar with the ghost Taoist. Now it is only the peak of the elixir. It is unknown how long it will take to break the elixir and become a baby.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Lingtian Sect, the largest sect in the world, has only superficial reputation left.

In order to maintain the remaining dignity, the leader of Lingtian Sect also sent some people to support Yan State. It was a coincidence that the two elders of Lingtian Sect had not arrived yet, and on the way, they met the ghost Taoist who had previously betrayed the Lingtian Sect. Without thinking, the two attacked him directly.

"Ghost Taoist, if you surrender, with your cultivation qualifications, I will plead with the sect leader for you. If you think of the master and disciple, he will also give you a glimpse." One of the old men with long beards and white hair said calmly.

"I don't care about the bullshit relationship between master and disciple." The ghost Taoist swept coldly at the two people above the Bagua Mirror. The magic trick in his hands immediately changed rapidly. The black ghost shadow immediately appeared in front of him, raised his hands high, and saw the black mist condense into a black axe.

The black axe slashed down at the white light shield in front, and the black and white light shield emitted by the Bagua Mirror instantly shattered, and then the ghost Taoist walked out leisurely.

The old man with long beard and white hair saw that the Bagua mirror was broken, and he shouted angrily, and a ghost Taoist who was walking slowly out.

The ghost Taoist looked at the flying sword and swung his eyes. The black ghost had already blocked the front of the flying sword. The black axe with his hands tightly slammed it hard at the flying sword.

"clang!"

With a loud bang, the flying sword flew backwards.

The black ghost seemed not satisfied with his attack. He opened his bloody mouth as dark as ink, followed the flying sword that was flying backwards again, and once again hit the flying sword that had lost control.

"Ghost Taoist, since you don't have the desire to regret it, don't blame us for being polite." A strong man said in a muffled voice next to the old man with long beard and white hair. The next moment he appeared in front of the black ghost, and raised his hand and hit the black ghost directly.

Ye Tian did not see any spiritual power in this punch.

But the black ghost shadow seemed to be hit hard, and a shrill scream came from the bloody mouth of the black painted mouth. At the same time, the face of the ghost Taoist strolling in the garden instantly became gloomy and looked at the strong man with a torch-like voice.

The magic tricks in the hands of the ghost Taoist man changed rapidly, and the black ghost shadow immediately turned into a piece of smoke and returned to him, disappearing.

Seeing that the strong man did not follow, the ghost Taoist immediately slapped the storage bag on his waist, and five black painted beads appeared in his hands. He gently pinched it, and a gloomy aura emanated, and a gust of wind blew around him at the same time.

When the cold wind blew, five black lacquered light balls appeared in the hands of the ghost Taoist, but the light balls suddenly surged with the cold wind, turning into ghost heads the size of a house. They opened their mouths and bit them down at the old man with long beards and white hair and strong man with great smell.

As soon as the five ghost heads appeared, the entire sky was covered with haze.

Ye Tian stepped on the flying magic weapon and watched the three of them fighting in the air at a distance of several miles, ready to give the ghost Taoist a fatal blow at any time. Only by killing this person can he get rid of the other party's pursuit.

The five ghost heads emitted a fishy smell, rushing towards the old man with long beards and white hair and the strong man respectively. However, they saw that the two were not slow. After the magic method changed in the hands of the old man with long beards and white hair, they waved their hands and made a white light, which directly smiled completely.

As for the strong man, it was even simpler. He punched out with one punch, and a ray of spiritual power rushed towards one of the ghost heads, shattering it instantly.

The two of them joined forces and killed five ghost heads before they could take a breath. Then the two looked at the ghost Taoist. Just as they were about to take action again, they found that the moonlight and formation in the sky disappeared, replaced by a blood-colored and bright red full moon.

The ghost Taoist stood calmly opposite the two of them and said with a sneer: "Two elders, why not stay in the Blood Evil Formation to add a little power to it, how about!"

Before he finished speaking, the old man with long beard and white hair suddenly found that the strong man around him disappeared, and the scene around him was also changing rapidly. After a while, he found himself appearing in a blood-red space.

The old man with long beard and white hair understood that this was an illusion, but the crises that filled him had to face them carefully.

Suddenly, a blood-colored spear appeared out of thin air from the left, rushing directly towards the old man with long beard and white hair. However, when he sacrificed his magic weapon to resist, he found that the blood evil condensed on the blood-colored spear completely disappeared, and the blood-colored spear was gradually fading.

The old man with long beard and white hair breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew from behind. Before he could react, a fist had already landed on his spine.

"Click!"

The old man with long beard and white hair was immediately broken.

At the same time, he found that the scene in front of him quickly receded, and the man who hit him was not someone else, but was the strong man who followed him and spoke in a muffled voice. He never expected that he would eventually get hurt in the hands of his own people.

As the blood-colored space faded, the disappeared blood-colored spear appeared again. The ghost Taoist walked forward with a cold expression, grabbed the spear in his hand and stabbed directly into the throat of the old man with long beard and white hair.

All of this happened in the flash.

The old man with long beard and white hair died. The ghost Taoist picked up his storage bag and held a blood-colored spear in his hand and gradually disappeared in the blood-colored space. In another space, the strong man's eyes were quiet, looking at the blood-colored ghost heads that appeared around him and punched him out.

One of the ghost heads was hit by him and immediately exploded, turning into bloody mist and dissipating.

The strong man didn't know that his companion, the old man with long beard and white hair, had died in his hands. He was just trapped in the illusion and had never practiced the method of cracking the illusion. He could only use his instinct to attack anything that appeared in the space.

In the blood-colored space, the figure of the ghost Taoist suddenly appeared on the back of the strong man. The blood-colored spear in his hand emitted a strong blood-demonic aura, which pierced the strong man's back.

The strong man who was waving his fists flashed a light in his eyes. Just as the blood-colored spear was about to fall behind, he shouted softly, and his whole person turned into a afterimage and turned around in an instant, punching the blood-colored spear.

"boom!"

The blood-colored spear jumped in and out, and the entire blood-colored space caused a blood-colored storm due to the explosion.
Chapter completed!
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