After about a few minutes, there was a sound of hurried footsteps in a nearby cave, and two old Taoists rushed over in a hurry.
"What about people" "Fifth junior brother, where are you?"
The two of them walked to the place where the messenger sensed, but they didn't find anyone, and they suddenly looked puzzled, and lowered their voices to call.
The third senior brother and the fourth senior brother are careful The three people who were thrown behind the boulder shook their heads desperately, their eyes were about to split, but they couldn't make a sound, and could only watch Zhang Cheng fall from the top of the cave.
"View Treasure" A clear sound sounded overhead, the two veterans were both real people, and their reaction speed was much faster than the three of them just now, and as soon as they heard the voice, they looked up violently.
"Bang Bang" There were two soft sounds, and the two old Taoists suddenly felt that their eyes were dark, and their faces were covered with something, and a fishy breath came to their noses.
"What the hell" The two veterans hurriedly tore off the aunt's towel covering their faces, and after a closer look, they almost vomited blood in anger, so they naturally pointed at Zhang Cheng and scolded for a while.
Zhang Cheng struck a blow, and immediately turned to the side far away, his face full of pride.
It didn't take much effort to kill five real Taoist priests, even he was inevitably a little complacent, it seems that this aunt towel is really easy to use, but unfortunately it must be fresh, otherwise it can be used as a conventional weapon in the future.
But before he could be proud, the two old Daoists suddenly waved their sleeves, and two blue runes shot out and shot out.
"Uh, you can actually use spells" Zhang Cheng hurriedly turned over to avoid it, a little shocked in his heart.
"Carving insects dare to show off their skills" An old man snorted disdainfully, took two steps forward, and suddenly took out a small copper pagoda from his arms and threw it at the top of Zhang Cheng's head.
After the pagoda made a move, Lao Dao sealed his hands, and his mouth began to move quickly, as the incantation was pronounced word by word, a gust of wind suddenly rose in the closed cave, blowing Zhang Cheng's clothes and horns, and above his head, a pagoda-shaped phantom appeared out of thin air, and his head was pressed down.
Zhang Cheng felt the pressure on his body increase sharply, and hurriedly cast the body of the iron corpse, raised his arms up, and held the base of the pagoda.
"Alas" he sighed secretly in his heart, it seems that he is still thinking too simply, and his aunt's towel is not omnipotent, it is still related to the other party's cultivation.
Like the two real people just now, they were directly sealed and cultivated, but now when they meet the real people, it doesn't work.
The old man who cast the spell was full of solemnity at this time, and the other person was holding a peachwood sword to protect the Dharma on the side.
In fact, the two of them are also complaining now, they are now relying on their profound true qi to resist the erosion of filthy qi, although they can still use spells, but they can only exert more than half of their usual strength.
But both of them are real people, and they still have full confidence in dealing with Zhang Cheng with an iron corpse.
What's more, they were confused just now, which was a great shame, and all they were thinking about now was how to crush the hateful guy opposite.
At this time, the old way of casting magic agitates the mana of the whole body, and cooperates with the magic weapon to display the "Pagoda Town Evil Seal", which is huge, even if it can't hurt Zhang Cheng, he can be temporarily suppressed, as long as the other party is restricted, then he has a way to break Zhang Cheng's iron corpse.
"The two are born together, and once the evil spirits of Pagoda Town are brought out, all ghosts will sink" Seeing that the pagoda was held by Zhang Cheng and couldn't hold it down, the old man who cast the spell snorted coldly, encouraged the true qi of his whole body, held out two words from between his teeth, and then bit his middle finger and flicked it, and a few drops of magic blood flew into the pagoda in the air.
"Boom" The illusory pagoda suddenly let out a huge hum and sank a few more points. "" Zhang Cheng scolded, his eyes were red, the steely muscles on his right arm bulged high, he withdrew his left hand, and he had enough strength to punch out.
"Phew" With a loud bang, the phantom of the pagoda was split in two by the strong wind and slammed into the small copper pagoda floating in the center.
The small bronze tower flew out and smashed against the rock at the top of the cave, splashing countless sparks before falling apart.
"Poof" The magic weapon was broken, and the old Taoist who performed the spell suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body staggered, almost falling to the ground.
"The bold ghost thing actually dares to resist the power of heaven and the magic weapon of my Xuanmen" When the old protector saw it, he immediately raised his eyebrows and scolded angrily.
"Tianwei, are you stupid to watch TV series" Zhang Cheng raised his foot and kicked away the debris that fell on the ground, and said disdainfully: "Something like this, five yuan a piece on the stall, and I'm embarrassed to take it out and be embarrassed."
"Ghosts and things are going to be rampant, and the poor road is going to eliminate harm for the people now" The old Taoist who protects the Dharma snorted angrily, pulled out the peach wood sword in his hand and pulled out a sword flower, and walked towards Zhang Cheng with gossip steps.
"You old miscellaneous hairs, opening and closing your mouth is to do the right thing for heaven and eliminate harm for the people, Lao Tzu has hurt your wife or your sister" Lao Dao snorted disdainfully: "Sharp-toothed and sharp-mouthed ghost things shouldn't exist in the yang world, not to mention that you are still confusing people's minds and seeking a powerful position for yourself, just rely on you to be worthy."
"Damn, you've been for a long time, you're red-eyed."
"Don't talk nonsense, just die obediently" "Okay, then I'll come and see if you die or I die."
A trace of anger flashed in Zhang Cheng's eyes, these old miscellaneous hairs usually look dignified, but in fact, they are not for their own selfish interests in the end.
Although it cannot be generalized, Daomen has existed for thousands of years, and there must still be people who are upright and selfless, but because of different positions, Zhang Cheng is destined to be the enemy of Daomen in this life.
No matter who it is, if you meet a group of people who are going to kill you under the banner of Tianxingdao, they will not obediently stretch their necks and wait for death, let alone Zhang Cheng.
If people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, but if people offend me, you won't even know your mother This is Zhang Cheng's consistent principle, no matter who comes.
In the face of the vigorous and murderous old way, Zhang Cheng was not afraid at all, and with a flip of his palm, a pitch-black ghost-headed broadsword appeared in his hand and greeted him head-on.
The "ghost soldier" Lao Dao frowned, and he was a little suspicious in his heart, not understanding how the other party could summon a ghost soldier even though he was a zombie.
But there was no room for him to think about it right now, and the pitch-black blade had reached the top of his head.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable" Lao Dao shouted, and Dao Guanghua shot out from the peachwood sword, and greeted the ghost head broadsword.
"Snort" Just like red-hot charcoal meets water, as soon as the ghost knife and the peachwood sword come into contact, a large cloud of white mist and black smoke rises, entwined together, and constantly devours each other.
Zhang Cheng relied on his strength, and as soon as he used his arms, the ghost knife only stopped slightly, and then pressed down on the top of Lao Dao's head.
"Poof" Lao Dao saw that it was not good, and suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood mist sprayed towards Zhang Cheng.
Zhang Cheng was startled and hurriedly dodged back, but when he couldn't catch off guard, a few drops of blood were still splashed on his skin.
"Zizi" As if splashed with sulfuric acid, Zhang Cheng's skin quickly blackened, and then burned through, and there were ulcers the size of copper coins, and inky black corpse qi gushed out from the wound.
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