Taoist priest, let’s become immortals together!

"The Situ family?" Chen Yuan frowned slightly, beads of sweat streaming down his cheeks and blood flowing from his mouth and nose. Enduring the excruciating pain in his heart and the chaotic memories that threatened to drown him at any moment, he looked at the willow branch that stabbed him sword by sword and asked hoarsely, "Do you know?"

Liu Zhi's palms were covered in sweat, and her expression was extremely tense. She said in a concentrated voice, "I know. There are many aristocratic families in Daheng, and the Situ family is one of them. It is said that before Daheng was established, the Situ family had already been a clan that had been passed down for hundreds of years."

"There are many cultivators in the clan, and they have countless magical skills. They are particularly proficient in the spiritual arts. However, now that the Situ family has been destroyed for several years, all the descendants of the clan have been killed. I never thought..."

"The most dazzling Situ Yuehuang is actually the chief swordsman of the Suppression Division."

Chen Yuan remained silent.

It seems to be on Situ Yuehuang.

It has a complicated and extremely tragic past.

Enough to change a person's past!

His family was destroyed, his face was shattered, the Huangmie Sword was lost, all these past events flashed by like a revolving lantern in the life of this proud son of the Situ family. Chen Yuan seemed to see the rise and fall of dynasties and the changes in the world through him.

in mind.

A surge of strange and mixed memories.

Rolling in.

"Puchi!" Another sword, Chen Yuan's soul trembled violently, and the Lotus Seed Record traveled throughout his flesh and blood. Pieces of tender flesh and blood grew from his heart, wrapped around the cracks in his heart, and repaired his blood vessels.

Evil tentacles.

Also wriggling with difficulty in the body.

Protect the blood vessels connecting to the heart.

But the evil tentacles were easily tired and lazy. If one was not careful, they would easily slack off, causing the blood vessels to rupture again. Lian Rou Lu had to continue repairing them. Soon, Chen Yuan's internal organs were covered in blood!

"Sigh~"

It hurts.

Every inch of my body ached.

An evil fire.

My little belly was bulging.

His eyeballs were bloodshot as he bled, and a heavy groan came out of his mouth and nose. Looking at Liu Zhi's face, he felt a fire of evil, and the most primitive desire almost burned his will and soul clean!

Madam Desire sacrifices her soul to perform the Desire Sutra.

At this moment, it is like a leech.

The damage is severe!

Pfft!

A sword pierced Chen Yuan's abdomen.

hiss~

The little ghosts on the side widened their eyes and shrank their bodies.

How cruel!

...

"Hmph, a mere Rage Sutra, a sorcery that is not worthy of being used on the stage, yet you dare to use it on me? I think you are tired of living!" Situ Yuehuang had a leopard head and round eyes, his eyes wide open with anger, looking ferocious and evil. The Huangmie Sword clanged and he jumped for joy. "Die!"

A sword was swung out.

The terror destroyed the sword energy.

The sword came down with terrifying force, and the five evil gods waved their arms to block it. However, the thick evil palm just touched it and cut it off like a thin paper, splashing oil and water. The whole arm was broken into two parts by the sword!

Pfft!

arm.

Break instantly!

Pfft!

The angry Taoist spat out a mouthful of blood.

His breath was weak, and his anger meridian was backfiring on himself.

The surging anger hit his soul like a sledgehammer, shaking his soul. The Five Evil Gods staggered, and the angry Taoist only felt a black screen before his eyes. The terrifying destructive sword energy raged wildly in the depths of his soul!

Divine soul.

It's about to be chopped into pieces by the sword energy!

The Heart-Eating Child was horrified: "So strong!"

Situ Yuehuang was much stronger than the chief of the Licheng Town evil spirits whom they had killed before. With such physical strength, the destructive sword energy he swung out, without any magical powers, was able to cut down the angry Taoist with one blow, completely losing all his strength!

"As expected of the Chief Sword Master of the Demon Suppression Division!"

The greedy master was deeply afraid.

Then he looked at Lazy Master.

But the Lazy Master had no intention of taking action.

"Hold on."

Lazy Real Man, just two simple words.

Master Tan gave a wry smile, but he also knew the situation was urgent. His expression hardened, and he fixed his gaze on the Heart Eater. He said in a deep voice, "Boy, you've lost all your magical powers. Hand over the pottery figurine you've hidden quickly, or you won't be able to withstand Situ Yuehuang's attack!"

It only took a moment.

The bodies of the five evil gods had been chopped into pieces.

The greasy and smelly evil flesh and blood poured out of the body, mixed with pieces of internal organs, and rolled out from the internal cavity like leftovers. The body was broken into pieces, and it was a horrible sight.

Ask them to hold on.

Among the five evil gods... only Master Tan is left.

Just relying on greed...

But it’s not enough!

The Heart-Eating Child's mouth twitched, his small eyes narrowed in the cracks of his flesh. Worry mixed with reluctance, he said in a serious tone, "Master Tan, you know I have lost my magical powers, and this is the only treasure I have left. If you take it away... I'll be left with nothing."

to be honest.

It will be a matter of life or death then.

It's just a matter of raising your hands, Mr. Tan.

He won't even have a say.

It's just like fish on a chopping board...

Click.

The Heart Eater's eyes widened instantly.

"Here you go! Here you go!"

The Heart-Eating Child screamed, and a sound of flesh and blood squirming was heard. A lifelike pottery figurine with small hands and arms flew out of the flesh and blood.

"Ok?"

Situ Yuehuang's pupils narrowed.

He rolled over and landed in front of the terracotta figurine. The flesh and blood on the side of the face of the Five Evil Gods Heart-Eating Boy was broken, and the Heart-Eating Boy was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat!

so close!

If it weren’t for the greedy master pulling it.

Just this sword.

His face... was absolutely torn in two!

Wow!

Everyone stared at the strange terracotta figurines.

The terracotta figurine fell on the street and suddenly grew rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a two-meter-tall terracotta figurine. The gray clay figurine had a strange face, especially the bulging eyeballs, which almost filled the entire eye sockets!

The soul of Mr. Tan poured into the terracotta figurine.

Buzz!

The terracotta warrior's eyeballs...began to ooze blood!

Situ Yuehuang frowned slightly, turned his wrist, and shot out like a sharp arrow. The destructive sword energy wrapped around the body of the Huangmie Sword. He stabbed the sword straight at the bleeding pottery figurine to prevent it from continuing to bleed!

The strange pottery figurines are obviously quite impressive.

We can't just leave it alone.

puff puff!

When the Huangmie Sword was about to stab the bloody terracotta figurine, the two blood-red eyeballs of the terracotta figurine seemed to come to life. The eyeballs squirmed, and two blood arrows suddenly shot out and hit the Huangmie Sword in an instant!

Situ Yuehuang's arm shook.

The blood is sticking around and won’t let go!

Can't get rid of it!

The destructive sword energy was raging, but the blood was still tightly wrapped around the sword, like a maggot attached to the bone. Even the destructive sword energy could not hurt the blood, and then... On Situ Yuehuang's palm, a strange spell flashed with dazzling blood light, and the strange power of the curse enveloped his entire body!

Curse the terracotta warriors!

Situ Yuehuang's pupils dilated.

After the strange blood curse touched his flesh, his entire arm began to shrink rapidly. The originally muscular arm shrank visibly like a tree trunk that had been drained of water, revealing the arm bones. The shriveled and rough skin drooped down, and the entire arm was wrapped in the blood curse, flashing with strange blood light.

Situ Yuehuang sat cross-legged.

He took out a black cloth bag from his waist with his left hand, threw it open, and a drum the size of a head fell out. He grabbed the drum handle with his left hand, aimed it at his right arm, and hit it directly.

dong dong dong.

As the drums sounded, strange maggots crawled out from the flesh of the arms. The maggots were covered with bloody spells. Driven by the drums, they drilled out of the arms and fell to the ground in unison.