When Taoist Lieyang turned his head.

The sword pill at the front of the sword turned into a sharp light and tore apart the already fragile talisman, and set it fiercely on the opponent's cassock.

The top-quality cassock shimmered with light, and most of the silk threads were broken.

When it comes to magical weapons in this world, they should be used most skillfully by human cultivators, because most demon cultivators and ghost cultivators have their own sharp weapons, such as minions, horns, stepping hooves, and feathers...

Even if a red-haired ghost cultivator uses a magic weapon, his ghost hands and sharp claws cannot be ignored.

After using the realm of ignorance to observe the flaw, the sharp claws instantly penetrated Taoist Lieyang's chest.

Taoist Lieyang struck with a palm and knocked the red-haired ghost cultivator away with a bang. Then a magic weapon flew out from the holding talisman and sealed his wound: "Red Yang body protection."

The red light mask shrouded Taoist Lieyang, so that there was no leakage.

He quickly took the elixir and mobilized his magic power to stabilize the injury. Then he glared angrily at the red-haired ghost cultivator: "How could you not die?"

The red-haired Taoist just grinned and did not explain for him.

He was indeed hit by a sword in mid-air.

As the blood spilled, the blood-killing technique was transformed.

The blood shadow transformed into his figure, immobilized him with the talisman, and was then swallowed by the Fire Dragon Technique. However, the real body used the Five Labors and Seven Injuries Technique instead, and took action when Taoist Lieyang was happy.

"Do you really think it's impregnable?" The red-haired Taoist raised his wrist, which was bare and the ghost hand was long gone.

Taoist Lieyang was stunned. He didn't quite understand where the ghost cultivator's hand went.

But he came back to his senses in an instant and was about to remove the light shield of the magic weapon.

"Kill with blood, turn with magic."

Taoist Lieyang shouted: "No!"

"boom!"

The blood shadow transformed by ghost hands exploded.

Because the jade pendant magic weapon formed a light shield, the blood shadow that exploded from the inside collapsed in an extremely narrow space.

There was a bang and the fireworks started again.

The red Yin God flew out from the center of the explosion and got directly into the mountain-sealing formation in front of it.

"What a pity." The red-haired Taoist muttered.

Being able to win in a battle of wits is already rare.

Such a body cannot keep up with the escape speed of the Yin God in the later stages of foundation building.

Among those at the same level, Yin Shen has a huge advantage in escaping.

Even many monks are unable to completely kill their opponents because the Yin God's escape speed is too fast. It can destroy the monk's body, but cannot capture the Yin God.

"It would be nice if I had the Soul Reverend Banner in hand."

As he spoke, the red-haired Taoist looked towards the formation.

If the Soul Flag is there, setting up a formation can block the Yin Shen, and then gathering it into the Soul Flag can completely wipe out the monks.

The Yin God of Taoist Lieyang has already entered the formation, using spiritual objects to maintain the Yin God.

The two of them looked at each other in the air while facing the formation.

The red-haired ghost cultivator laughed heartily: "Chiwu Sect, it's nothing more than that!"

Lieyang Taoist was as embarrassed as a bereaved dog, he could only avoid returning to the formation in panic.

However, he knew that the red-haired ghost cultivator was about to die. Now he was just pretending to be a hero. He only needed someone to take action to kill him here.

"Where are the disciples of the sect?"

"exist!"

More than a hundred disciples in the late stage of qi training responded with one voice to Taoist Lieyang.

"Bujinwu Formation."

"Form up!"
Chapter completed!