Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

"The poor way relies on the sword in the hand, the heart of demons, and the way of the world."

In a trance, a man's light laughter came from the crack.

The voice was low, but it fell on Meng An's ears like thunder.

The entire underground palace was shaking non-stop, and the blue and purple dark fire in the Lihuo formation flickered, stirring and boiling.

Meng An's complexion changed drastically, his mind moved slightly, and a fierce ghost in the realm of the great master beside him rose violently, ready to follow the crack to give Lu Chen a fatal blow.

But just as the ghost moved, a dazzling sword light pierced through the crack, tearing apart the ghostly shadows in the sky.

Soaring up to the sky and lighting up the entire underground palace in the sword light, a young Taoist priest walked out slowly, without any dust or ghostly aura around him.

Lu Chen, whose eyes were as bright as pillars, walked slowly holding his sword, and said with a faint smile, "You just asked what the poor are waiting for."

"you--!"

Meng An's face suddenly turned livid, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stood there in a panic, at a loss.

Lu Chen walked forward holding the sword, the divine light in his eyes and the sword glow all over his body completely suppressed the heat wave from the Lihuo formation.

"Pimpedao is just waiting for you, the evil spirit with a demonic heart, to die."

Every time the young Taoist priest took a step, the ghostly aura that permeated the underground palace was reduced by one point: "I am waiting for you, a demon, to repent before you die."

After a few breaths, Lu Chen wiped out all the ghost energy in the underground palace.

Only a small group remained around Meng An, but they were also trembling under the might of God.

"Pindao is also waiting for you to remember that you are still a human being before you die."

The young Taoist raised his head slowly, pointed the mahogany sword obliquely at Meng An, and said coldly, "Do you understand?"

"No, it's impossible!"

Meng An, who fell into madness, roared, forcibly mobilized the ghost energy in his body, and pointed at the young Taoist priest who was approaching slowly: "No one can stop me!"

"You can not!"

"God can't do it either!"

Meng An's eyes were completely blinded by blood, and he refused to accept that even if all the ghosts died, it would not be a hopeless situation.

He, Meng An, has another card!

A card that can change everything now!

The young man roared, and the blood vessels on his arms suddenly burst due to excessive force.

The blood light nourished the spiritual power and ghost energy in the whole body.

Under the power of the gods, Meng An gritted his teeth and forcibly straightened his back, bleeding from all seven orifices and forcefully broke through the suppression of the Taoist gods.

And his own spiritual power did not contribute to the power of the ghost, but gathered in the wooden card the size of half a palm in his pocket.

Victory is here.

Whether Meng An jumped into the dragon's gate after getting rid of Lu Chen with his life, or was he beheaded by Lu Chen, this is the last fight!

Meng An gritted his copper teeth, scarlet blood stained his teeth, and said sharply, "Lu Chen!!!"

Looking at the dying young Taoist priest Meng An's hand trembled with a mahogany sword, his eyebrows frowned suddenly: "I'm stubborn."

Lu Chen broke out the mahogany sword in his hand, and before the pounced ghost had time to act fiercely, it was pierced by the cold sword light.

The figure of the great master ghost, whom Meng An cited as his trump card, was suspended in the air, with a transparent hole the size of a bowl standing on his chest, and a series of tiny holes continued to spread along the hole.

In a blink of an eye, it covered the whole body.

After a burst of shattering like glass shattering, the ferocious body that seemed to be real continued to dissipate.

Seeing with his own eyes that his trump card of "dominant party" completely disappeared, Meng An felt as if he had been hit hard by a heavy hammer. At this moment, the young man's expression was extremely ugly.

The most important thing is that such a short period of time is not enough for Meng An to ask for the hole card in the wooden card.

He originally wanted to use the ghost in the cave to entangle Lu Chen, call out the hole card, and completely crush the young Taoist priest with the strongest combat power.

Can……

But now that ghost in the cave state didn't survive Lu Chen's sword!

The sudden change made Meng An feel ashamed.

Looking at the young man in Taoist robes in the distance, Meng An was a little dazed.

Is this, is this Lu Chen who is embarrassing by the alien Moore in the players' lounge? !

The young man swallowed with difficulty, his eyes were beyond shocked.

But the sword glow in midair still didn't stop, it drew an arc in the air, and shot towards Meng An.

Although the distance was far away, Meng An could already feel the sharp edge of the sword light.

The young man's expression was extremely flustered in an instant, he hastily interrupted the awakening of the spiritual power of the wooden sign, and dodged backwards with a blank face, intending to avoid the piercing sword glow.

But this sword light from the folding sword style is like a tarsal maggot, no matter how Meng An dodges left and right, the sword light is still chasing him, impartial.

"thump!"

Meng An, who was dodging in a hurry, panicked, tripped over a raised hill, and fell heavily to the ground.

The young man who couldn't escape looked at the ever-enlarging sword light, his face was livid, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Meng An let out a long breath, the terrifying blood in his eyes had long since disappeared, and he closed his eyes as if accepting his fate.

"boom--!"

A loud bang resounded through the underground palace, and the entire Lihuo Array was constantly shaking.

Because the dust and rubble splashed by the sword light covered the sky and the sun, the patterns of beasts carved on the hills were also constantly flickering.

The woman in red, who had been standing on the edge and witnessed everything, looked at the back of the Taoist priest holding a sword, her eyes flickering slightly.

Lu Chen was more than twice as strong as when Ping Yuan was invited down with hot tea from the top of Chiyang Mountain.

Even the breathing of the Qiongqi giant egg in the woman's arms slowed down, as if she also sensed the danger in the Taoist priest's sword.

Only Lu Chen, who was holding a sword, stared at the hustle and bustle of the sky, his sword eyebrows slightly frowned.