Taoist priest, let’s become immortals together!

No bells and whistles.

Cheng Datie chopped down the mud walls and houses one after another, instantly forcing the masons to question them. Chen Yuan thought to himself from a distance, "Cheng Datie was the first to chop down these mud houses. It seems that the mud houses are inseparable from the masons' magical powers."

"Chopping down the mud houses will greatly reduce the masons' means of hiding and escaping."

really.

The mason cannot hide.

Under the hazy moonlight, a short and strong figure, holding a trowel in his hand and a layer of black mud crawling on his body, jumped out of the dust quickly, stood dozens of meters away, and stared at Cheng Tietie.

"Knife seller! It's just a few lives! Why are you chasing me so closely?" The mason shrugged angrily. "Who hasn't killed a few people while practicing magic? Why are you so determined to kill them all?"

Cheng Datie sneered, "Haha, murder? Do you really think that master would send me after you for such a trivial matter? I thought you were quite good at hiding and had a smart brain, but now it seems that you are really stupid!"

Chen Yuan frowned.

A trivial matter?

Ha ha.

Hundreds of ordinary people's lives.

It sounded so indifferent coming from his mouth.

Human life is like a mustard.

I've seen it before.

Just now you were talking about protecting the people.

How ironic.

The mason's eyes rolled around, his trowel tangled in the wriggling black mud. He frowned and said, "I don't understand. Apart from this reason, what exactly does Wuxiang Bodhisattva want?!"

"Haha, you still don't understand." Cheng Datie twisted his wrist, and the broken knife rang out. "Raising evil spirits is the way to your death!"

The mason was shocked.

Then he curled his lips in a cold smile and said sarcastically, "Oh? So that's how it is. Wuxiang Bodhisattva is so arrogant. Is it possible that only he is allowed to raise evil spirits, but not others? There is no such thing in the world!"

Cheng Datie remained silent.

"Bullshit Wuxiang Bodhisattva!" the mason roared. "The governor is allowed to set fires, but the common people are forbidden from lighting lamps! He keeps evil spirits, but he doesn't allow others to do the same! But I'm not as sanctimonious as him!"

"He's the most shameless one, even though he talks nicely!"

"Want to kill me?"

"Let's see the real chapter under our hands!"

Scold him.

The mason turned his hands over and swung the trowel heavily. A ball of wriggling black mud shot out evilly, opened its black mud teeth, and bit madly!

Whoosh whoosh!

Broken swords flew together.

Broken knives flew out of Cheng Datie's cloth bag and immediately chopped the mud evil spirit. The mud burst in an instant, and the evil spirit's shrill roar resounded throughout the sky.

The mason frowned and inserted his trowel straight into the ground. Suddenly, the ordinary land began to wriggle violently, rippling like flowing water. Cheng Datie's legs suddenly shook and he could hardly stand steadily!

The muddy ground was like a swamp.

Cheng Datie's strong legs quickly sank into the mud.

Wow!

The muddy ground was stirred up.

It surged towards Cheng Datie like a wave!

Trying hard to pull up your legs.

But it's getting deeper and deeper!

Cheng Datie was not at all panicked. He put his hands together and the shining broken knives flying in the air came over and protected Cheng Datie's body. They stabbed into the ground, and he stepped on the broken knives with his feet. In an instant, he borrowed the force and pulled out both legs at the same time.

Stepping on the broken knife.

After a few steps, he went straight into the air.

Then Cheng Datie's eyes fixed, and he bit the root of his tongue hard with his teeth. Blood flowed out of his entire mouth, and a mouthful of hot blood spurted out. Countless broken knives were stained with a layer of bright red blood. The murderous light became stronger, and the shrill ghost howls were endless!

"What a fierce magical power!"

Chen Yuan was secretly shocked.

The mason's pupils suddenly shrank, and he was not willing to be outdone. He swung his trowel quickly on the ground. In the blink of an eye, a half-human-high clay statue of Bodhisattva came into view!

The entire clay statue of the Buddha is pitch black.

Cheng Datie's body was covered in blood, and his fierce aura was even more intense. His eyes were as wide as a bull's, glaring angrily, "How dare you! How dare you offend the Bodhisattva's Dharma image! I will never forgive you today!"

Wow!

Drops of clay flew out of the body of the clay Buddha like a torrential rain, and bloody broken knives were swung wildly. For a moment, the clay was splashed everywhere, and the figure of the clay craftsman could not be seen clearly.

"Master, don't let him escape!"

Cheng Datie reacted and shouted loudly.

He had seen this trick before.

The clay statues emit foul-smelling mud spots like heavy rain. Although they are not very aggressive, they have a very strong effect in blocking the five senses.

It happened in the blink of an eye.

The figure and breath of the mason are completely impossible to capture!

It’s because of this magical power.

Cheng Datiecai didn't act rashly.

After all, if you alert the enemy, it will be difficult to find another opportunity!

Fortunately, Chen Yuan is on the periphery.

...

Without Cheng Datie's reminder, Chen Yuan had already taken action, staring at the clay Buddha statue that was shrinking rapidly. His keen perception swept across the depression and suddenly looked at an ordinary collapsed wall.

The long sword was unsheathed, and the murderous aura was rolling.

With a swing of the sword, the murderous sword light instantly chopped the wall. The surging and captivating murderous energy raged wildly, and the mason hiding under the wall suddenly vomited blood and was thrown out of the ground!

Just one sword.

The evil spirit was already wreaking havoc in the mason's body.

Without the protection of the evil mud spirits he raised.

The body of the mason was so fragile that he was no match for the blood-killing sword energy. Chen Yuan was agile, and with a flip of his wrist, he swung out a series of sword flowers and stabbed directly at the mason whose internal organs were shaking!

Crash.

Mud gushed out.

Chen Yuan waved his Taoist robe and sacrificed the Tiangang Talisman.

In an instant, flames broke out and the mud turned into dry and hard clods of earth, which fell to the ground and splashed up clouds of dust.

"Damn it! Stinky Taoist priest!"

The mason fell to the ground in a mess, holding the trowel stuck in the ground with both hands tightly. He was pulled dozens of meters away before he stopped. He knelt on one knee, his chest heaving violently, blood oozing from his mouth and nose, and the murderous aura raged, making his internal organs feel like they were about to be torn apart!

Excruciating pain.

Chen Yuan sheathed his sword and looked at it coldly.

The internal organs strengthened by the Blood and Flesh Pill were indeed much stronger than before, and the ability to withstand evil spirits was also greatly improved. The sword just now was more than twice as powerful as before!

His flesh and blood.

Getting stronger imperceptibly.

Boom!

The broken knife was swung, and the shrunken body of the clay Buddha was hit by the knife. Immediately, the mud burst and splashed everywhere, causing the backlash. A fishy smell came out of the clay worker's mouth, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out!

Breathing is weak.

"Haha! Bravo!" Cheng Datie strode forward, dozens of broken knives humming as they stabbed into the mason's sides. He taunted, "Haha! Run... why aren't you running anymore?"

"Haha, you're so cruel!" The mason collapsed to the ground, trembling, holding the trowel in his arms, panting and saying intermittently, "Ahem... hateful! I'm just one step away... If only I had mastered my magical powers... who would have won... it's still uncertain!"

"Hey, stop talking nonsense. Your life is in my hands, Old Cheng. What nonsense!"

Cheng Datie curled his lips with a look of disdain.