Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

Chapter 49 Taiyi Wind and Fire
The man in white robe attacked without saying a word, obviously angry and embarrassed because of his negligence, but it also proved that he did not know Gu Zhao and others.

The old man in brocade clothes felt relieved, gathered his sleeves, took two steps back, and watched what would happen.

But when he saw Taoist Master Yansong whistling like a whistle, which created a strong wind, his eyes jumped. He carefully looked at the people around him and asked, "If they are not ghosts or gods, are they wizards or demons?"

The wind blown by Taoist Master Yansong contained spiritual energy, like frosted sand, grinding away all the ghost fog and making it unable to gather again. After just two breaths, the fog inside and outside the ancestral hall was cleared.

The white-robed man's expression changed as he finally noticed Bai Ke on the embroiderer's shoulder. "Is it you, little fox?"

"It's me!" Bai Ke stuck out her tongue in a humane way. "Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

"I didn't keep you here last time, and you actually dared to look for help. Do you think you can kill me like this?" The man in white robe glared at Bai Ke, and clenched the five fingers of his right hand inward, but he couldn't clench them.

"Die!" Seeing that the ghost fog could not do anything to Taoist Yansong, the man in white robe jumped up and walked straight forward. Three-foot-long black nails instantly extended from his ten fingers and grabbed Taoist Yansong's face and chest.

Although he attacked the opponent's face and chest, the man in white robe kept his eyes on Taoist Yansong's waist, because hanging on his waist was a long sword with a brass head and a handle wrapped with green silk.

But before Taoist Yansong drew his sword, he suddenly felt a heat wave.

Subconsciously looking up, the man in white robe saw that the old man opposite had changed his face again. This time, the face was red, his cheeks were gilded like fire, and there was an eye between his eyebrows, making him look fierce and imposing.

At the same time, a ball of fire spewed out of his mouth, mixed with the strong wind, and instantly turned into a wave. The wind and fire mixed together and blew towards him.

As soon as his nails came into contact with the wind and fire, a puff of black smoke came out from the tips, and then the nails began to twist and deform, as if they were about to be burned by the flames.

The man in white robe was startled, paused, turned his body, and retreated, but he still could not avoid the wind and fire, so he had to use his cold ghost energy to resist.

"What kind of fire is this?" the man in white robe exclaimed in surprise.

It's not like he had never been targeted by fire from people who had strayed into this place. Although ordinary fire could hurt him, it would never give him the terrifying feeling of being burned to ashes.

Seeing his own magic working with such power, Taoist Master Yansong was also very excited and happy. When he heard the white-robed man's question, he couldn't help but stroke his beard with the demeanor of a master. "It's just Taiyi Fenghuo all the way. Please forgive me for laughing."

Taoist Master Yansong practiced the Quanzhen Longmen sect's classic "Direct Pointing to the Great Elixir", and also practiced the Qingcheng ancient Taoist technique "Secret Method of Taiyi Fire Palace". Kidney water produces green wood, green wood produces wind, wind helps fire, wind and fire come out at the same time, and the classics of the two sects cooperate seamlessly, and their power is doubled.

In addition, Taoist Master Yansong has practiced for more than fifty years, and his true Qi power is even deeper than that of Gu Zhao, who has just started to cheat. With a full breath of internal energy, he can spit out Taiyi Wind and Fire without stopping, and even talking does not affect his spellcasting.

Gu Zhao couldn't figure out how Taoist Yansong managed to spit fire while talking?

Seeing the doubt in Gu Zhao's eyes, Taoist Master Yansong said proudly, "Is it difficult for me to look at my phone while playing the chimes, and to talk while breathing fire?"

Gu Zhao complained, "The wind is too strong, and the fire is too strong. This means that your liver is strong and your heart is dry. You should drink more chrysanthemum tea."

Taoist Master Yansong glanced at Gu Zhao and said, "Drinking chrysanthemum tea to reduce internal heat, is this how you solve your own problems?"

Gu Zhao, “…”

Taoist Master Yansong and Gu Zhao were joking here, but it did not affect the use of Taiyi Wind and Fire at all. A tornado surrounded the white-robed man in the center of the ancestral hall. The flames in the wind trapped him tightly. The white-robed man tried to break out several times, but to no avail.

The old man in brocade clothes saw that Taoist Yansong's Taiyi Wind and Fire only trapped the man in white robe inside. He was not far from the battlefield, but he only felt a slight breeze and heat, and not even a trace of sparks came over. His eyes couldn't help but become more serious.

At this moment, the white-robed man roared angrily from within the Taiyi Tornado Fire, "Open it for me!"

"Bang!" The ghost energy rolled wildly, and a white shadow broke through the Taiyi Wind and Fire that was turning into a tornado, and landed beside the old man in brocade clothes.

But the image of the man in white robe was not very good at this time. His originally pale and blue face had turned a little black, his clothes were disheveled, his hair was flying, and he looked quite embarrassed, with an unstable ghost aura.

"Give me the Blood Spirit Pearl!" The man in white robe looked at the old man in brocade clothes, "I promise you!"

The old man in brocade clothes raised his eyebrows, but did not speak immediately.

"Give me the Blood Spirit Pearl to restore the last bit of vitality to my Red Evil corpse!" The white-robed man turned to Taoist Master Yansong and said in a fierce voice, "As long as my Red Evil corpse is completely completed, none of them will be my match. I will tear them into pieces and devour their souls, so that they will never be able to reincarnate!"

Seeing that the old man in brocade clothes seemed to be hesitating, the man in white robe added the last sentence, "That white fox is a spiritual monarch, and he is not the same as you."

At the same time, Bai Ke heard their conversation and couldn't help but say, "The Blood Spirit Pearl is a magic weapon made by refining the condensed blood of a living person. This old man is not a good person either!"

Upon hearing this, Taoist Master Yansong stopped testing his control over the power and precise manipulation of Taiyi Wind and Fire. Instead, he whistled, and the fierce wind and fire blew violently towards the man in white robe.

However, the man in white robe and the old man in brocade clothes were too close at this time. The old man in brocade clothes waved his hand, and a blood-colored bead flew out from his sleeve and fell directly into the hands of the man in white robe.

As soon as the bead appeared, a strong smell of blood filled the ancestral hall, and the blood was surging in it, as if it still had a trace of life.

The white-robed man held the Blood Spirit Pearl in his hand, looked at Taoist Master Yansong, and sneered, "Old fellow, wait a moment, wait for me..."

"Thunder and lightning chase each other, with heaven and earth as their eyes. Righteous Qi flows from all directions, and lightning flashes."

"boom!"

Purple light flashed, and lightning came in an instant, striking the man in white robe in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the man in white robe had just burst out with all his strength and escaped from the tornado and fire. Not only did he look embarrassed, but he was also seriously injured. Now he was struck by lightning without any protection and almost collapsed.

Of course, what was more important was that his whole body was shaking violently, and the Blood Spirit Pearl in his hand flew out.

"The heavenly net is stretched out, covering all directions, capturing evil spirits and ghosts, leaving them no chance to escape."

A spark flew over and instantly hit the body of the Blood Spirit Pearl, then suddenly turned into a net of fire, trapping the Blood Spirit Pearl.

"receive!"

Gu Zhao pointed his sword and the fire net that had tied the Blood Spirit Pearl into a ball flew towards him.

"No!" the man in white robe screamed miserably.

The old man in brocade clothes' expression changed. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it. His right hand suddenly grew seven feet long and he grabbed the fire net that was pulling the Blood Spirit Pearl back.

"laugh--"

A puff of black smoke rose up, and the old man in brocade clothes immediately retracted his hand in pain. A clump of golden hair grew on the back of his hand, and then quickly faded away. "What kind of fire is this?"

(End of this chapter)