Taoist priest, let’s become immortals together!

The moonlight is gloomy and the cold wind is howling.

Taoist Wuwei grabbed with his big hand, and a torrent of blood curse spread out, immediately wrapping up Bai Lian. With a sudden grip, Bai Lian fell back into Taoist Wuwei's palm, and he screamed miserably under the erosion of the blood curse.

Look at the other side.

The flesh and blood squirmed, and the fat and greasy mud quickly gathered together, entangled and blended. Suddenly, the Wuxiang Bodhisattva changed into a Dharma body again, and the flesh and skin clothes around his body swayed violently. Looking at the Wuwei Taoist in front of him, his heart was shocked!

"Donor, I never thought that such a fierce existence was hidden in your soul. I didn't expect it." The compassionate voice of Wuxiang Bodhisattva echoed, and he extended a greasy palm. "Young friend Chen Yuan, are you... still there?"

Taoist Wuwei chuckled, the blood curse flowing through his skin and flesh. His laughter was creepy, and he sneered, "This is my body! Don't try to kill me!"

Wuxiang Bodhisattva spoke, "Donor? Who are you?"

"I am the Taoist Wuwei! He is a fake!" Taoist Wuwei's face was ferocious, and he shouted fiercely, "I am the master of this body! You all deserve to die!"

Chen Yuan's murderous aura surged, his left arm suddenly grasped the hilt of the long sword, and the sword was unsheathed. The endless murderous aura actually suppressed the blood-colored spell, and he was terrified.

"Master Wuwei! You are not dead!"

"Haha~ I'm not that easy to kill! That old guy tried so hard to kill me, but I refused to do what he wanted!"

The Taoist Wuwei, with the blood curse flowing from half of his face, looked like a second Qingjing Xiedao. Chen Yuan, who controlled the other half of his face with blood evil, couldn't help but feel dazed, as if he and Qingjing Xiedao shared the same body.

And in the heart.

It is extremely chaotic, like a ball of paste.

The original Taoist Wuwei was killed by the evil Qingjing, and then his soul was summoned to him, but the Taoist Wuwei was not dead. He reappeared from his soul at this moment and competed with him for the control of this body!

But the Taoist Wuwei in my memory.

He is frail, gentle and elegant.

Completely different from now.

Is Wuwei Taoist originally like this, or was he influenced by the Blood Curse Sutra, becoming violent and cruel, and becoming another pure evil person?

Chen Yuan couldn't figure it out.

But he was sure...

The owner of this body is Taoist Wuwei!

not him!

He is the one who has taken over the magpie's nest!

He is a traveler!

It is another divine soul summoned by the evil way of purification!

what to do! ?

The body's original spirit is still alive, so what on earth is he!?

Who... is he!?

What is the reason for occupying this body?!

Why him?!

Chen Yuan's face was distorted, and he fell into deep confusion. He was completely confused about his own existence, his mind was in a trance, and the incomplete memories before the time travel made him extremely painful. He covered his head and shouted loudly,

"who I am!?"

"Who am I!?"

"Ah?" Taoist Wuwei curled his lips, as if he had heard something ridiculous. He raised half his mouth in a high grin and sneered, "Who are you? What's wrong? Did you go hysterical when you saw that I wasn't dead? You don't even know who you are."

"who I am!"

"you tell me!"

“Who the hell am I?!”

The memories before the time travel...are becoming increasingly blurry.

"Are you really crazy?" Taoist Wuwei raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth gradually rising, and he said in a very formal manner, "Don't you know who you are? You are a white-faced man, an ordinary white-faced man from the Face Mask Sect."

"I am a white-faced man!" Chen Yuan concentrated.

Chen Yuan, whose memory was in disarray, couldn't remember anything at all. His brain was already ravaged by evil spirits and the blood curse had madly washed over it, making it extremely chaotic. His fragmented memories became even more blurred, as if covered by a thick layer of haze, making it difficult to see clearly.

Is he... a white-faced person?

do not know.

I can’t remember!

"Donor Chen Yuan, don't believe him! You're not a white-faced person!"

The voice of the Bodhisattva Wu Xiang exploded like thunder. Suddenly, Chen Yuan's pupils shrank. In his chaotic mind, a flickering memory became clear. He reached out and grabbed it, and suddenly shouted,

"I'm not a white face!"

"I am Chen Yuan! I am the master of this body!"

Taoist Wuwei curled his lips and spread out his right hand, "Tsk, what a lunatic! You are originally Chen Yuan. We are two souls in one body. This body belongs to both of us! You can't monopolize it all by yourself."

Chen Yuan was filled with murderous aura. He flipped his left hand and the long sword instantly pierced through his abdomen. Blood splattered immediately and the blood evil gushed out like a volcano. The blood evil in his body was stimulated to the limit!

"Get out! I am Chen Yuan!"

"Fuck! This is crazy!" Taoist Wuwei was not willing to be outdone. The blood curse turned into tadpoles of flesh and blood, which drilled out from under the skin and squirmed densely. Suddenly, the corrosive power of the blood curse increased greatly!

The flesh crackled.

Thick smoke rose.

The two forces collided violently on Chen Yuan's body.

The blood evil and the blood curse are entangled and torn apart.

Blood flowed from Chen Yuan's abdomen, staining his Taoist robe red.

At this moment, Chen Yuan had only one thought in his mind, which was to completely control his body and eliminate the Taoist Wuwei who was affecting his soul!

Memory is confused again.

He couldn't hesitate either.

The two forces were distinct yet entangled, and the blood evil became increasingly difficult to sustain. Chen Yuan reached into the cloth bag on his waist with his left hand and stuffed a handful of blood and flesh pills into his mouth. Immediately, the blood and flesh began to wriggle and grow wildly!

Increased physical strength.

The blood boils.

The blood evil is even worse!

In an instant, the bloody evil was like a wild beast with its bloody mouth wide open, roaring and chewing on flesh and blood spells. Along with the creaking sound of flesh and blood breaking, the Taoist Wuwei, who had originally had the upper hand, was immediately suppressed!

"Damn it!"

Taoist Wuwei was furious.

But there was nothing we could do.

"Damn that evil Qingjing sect! They fed him so much evil blood! I can't suppress him with just the Blood Curse Sutra! This is trouble!"

"Why did I have to be the one to die? I won't accept this! I also have a share in this body!"

"Donor, it's almost done!" Seeing that Xue Sha had firmly suppressed the Blood Curse Sutra, Wuxiang Bodhisattva clasped his hands together and muttered to himself. The obscure sound of the scripture recitation enveloped Chen Yuan, and made Chen Yuan more determined to completely solve the problem of Wuwei Taoist.

"I'm here to help you!"

"Fuck! You shameless guy! You deserve to die too!"

Taoist Wuwei was furious.

The murderous spirit surged, his internal organs shook violently, and pieces of flesh and blood in his body crawled like centipedes. Chen Yuan's entire body was the same as before, with irregular limbs emerging from his body and growing wantonly!

Evil flesh and blood are growing wildly!

Wuxiang Bodhisattva was slightly startled and thought to himself, "This must be because I've taken too many Blood and Flesh Pills. The Blood Curse Sutra has suppressed it, but my flesh body is even more ferocious than the evil spirit!"

Chen Yuan couldn't care less about that.

He had only one thought.

Completely suppress the Taoist Wuwei!

He is Chen Yuan! The only owner of this body!

"It's almost there! It's almost there!" Chen Yuan grinned, and the face he had snatched back was extremely ferocious. Two arms emerged from his eye sockets, with eyeballs growing in his palms, all blood red!

Tear it apart!

Suddenly.

A white face covered with thick putty.

Tear it across his face.

He forcibly opened Chen Yuan's face.

Then put it on.

Two tentacles with eyeballs popped out and stuffed into his eye sockets. He blinked and adjusted himself slightly.

Then he grinned and laughed so hard that he fell backwards.

"Hehehe~ Fun~ Really fun~"