My Taoist priest, why are they all zombie skills?

Chapter 100 Battle between good and evil, witchcraft

"It seems that Zhongzhou has forgotten the fear of this land. Do you need me to help you recall it?"

A gloomy laugh came from the sky, causing all Taihao disciples to look in horror, and Murong Yun's mind sank instantly.

Black clouds billowed down, suddenly manifesting a huge skeleton face, with dark fire burning in its eye sockets.

He greedily looked at everyone, and the terrifying fluctuations of the ghost way spread all over the world, causing a strong dark atmosphere around the Heavenly Demon Valley.

"The white-faced ghost..."

What Murong Yun least expected to happen finally happened.

The taboo demon who entered Central Continent this time is by no means a Yaksha.

Relying on his strength to fight against the two taboo demons is too difficult.

In this situation, it has fallen into an unprecedented danger.

The coercion of the white-faced ghost enveloped the audience, and the dark laughter continued to spread: "What is Luo Feng? Not everyone can touch the word taboo."

Faced with such a scene, all Taihao disciples had cold sweat on their foreheads, and the corners of their mouths were extremely pale.

Murong Yun didn't say a word, his face was gloomy, once again he set off the shadow of the ten thousand zhang sword, and even sacrificed two ancient magic weapons from his bosom, and the entangled scriptures were plundered one after another.

The white-faced ghost's manifested skeleton face spewed out white flames, and it seemed that countless ghosts roared, blocking the sharp edge of the ten thousand-zhang sword shadow.

At the same time, Yasha didn't delay any longer, and stepped forward to crush 350 sword formation disciples.

When Great Elder Taihao cleared his drink, he relied on his own Dzogchen-like strength to keep the sword array indestructible.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, there was an earth-shattering roar from the periphery of Tianmo Valley.

The devilish energy surged over in an instant, and the aura of the mandrill ghost king enveloped the whole world. At the same time, there appeared a large number of Changhong figures, all of whom were disciples of Yuhua Palace.

Yu Changqing and Chen Yuhua looked dignified, and the sleeves and India all started.

The black mass is all feeding demons. Under the effect of magic, it evades the deterrent aura of Yasha and white-faced ghost, which is enough to fight for them.

There is even a huge phantom on the top of the sky.

That aura is full of deep evil, it is the strongest background of Yuhua Palace, an ancient fierce demon with the strength of the late phase of the Xiangxiang Realm.

Murong Yun looked back, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the reinforcements arriving.

The closest sect to Tianmo Valley is Yuhua Palace.

He sent out the news just now, and now he finally received a response.

"What a sad existence."

Yasha glanced over and saw those heretics who surrendered to the forces of the righteous way, and shook his head slightly.

When he raised his hand, there was a shadow covering him, and the taboo magic was cast instantly, causing a blood moon to appear in the sky.

Xueyue trembled, and suddenly opened a single pupil.

The moment when it was reflected on the earth, all the demons in the Yuhua Palace that were coming towards them stopped immediately, with panic and fear on their faces.

Under the gaze of the single pupil of the sky, it seems that everything about him is completely imprisoned, and if he has the slightest thought of disobedience, his body will be smashed to pieces!

This is the power of taboo demons, and it is also the supreme authority bestowed by the word taboo.

Many Yuhua Palace disciples desperately tried to stabilize their spells, but they continued to collapse.

The Mandrill Ghost King stared at the front, also unable to control the fear and trembling in his heart.

Only the ancient fierce demon with the strongest background in Yuhua Palace is still rushing forward, full of hostility and fearlessness.

"Is this the power of taboo demons?"

Yu Changqing stared blankly, he could feel the horror of the mandrill ghost king's hairs exploding all over his body.

"Don't be dazed!"

Chen Yuhua's eager roar came, and the white-faced ghost's skeleton face was already covered in thick clouds and black mist, with a sinister smile sticking out its bone claws, and blasted in front of the ancient ogre.

Yu Changqing and Chen Yuhua immediately used Sleeve Zhongyin together, defusing this force dangerously.

At the same time, Murong Yun clashed with Yasha again, and the sweep of sword energy overturned the surrounding forests, causing a gust of wind to roar.

"Go quickly!"

Li Youwei, who was right below, received a voice transmission from Murong Yun.

She glanced into the distance and found that more orthodox sects were coming one after another, so she gritted her teeth just now and took advantage of the chaos to continue heading towards the depths of the Demon Valley.

Taihao's disciple shouted angrily from behind, and the loud sound produced by the collision of sword energy and red cloud rolled wantonly to form a shock wave.

The feeling of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking shook Li Youwei's mind.

It was the first time she witnessed the power of taboo demons.

The existence of this level is far beyond the cognitive imagination, each of them has practiced for at least a thousand years, and also masters all kinds of unimaginable taboo magic.

Reminiscing that the head of the Luofeng clan might have gotten into such a big trouble because of herself, Li Youwei's heart was quite complicated.

In the past two years, he has appeared more than once at critical moments.

At first, Li Youwei thought it was just a coincidence, but after the Hongchen Building was destroyed, she gradually realized that there was some relationship between it.

But she couldn't understand why this unknown and powerful king of demons tried to solve her problems every time.

She had thought deeply about this question, and the only result she got was that it might have something to do with her immortal soul.

Maybe there is something else that I didn't know.

Now, with the appearance of the holy aunt and the arrival of the power of the Evil Sword Emperor, the head of Luofeng sect is in a dire situation, and he is afraid that he will soon fall.

Li Youwei continued to rush to the depths of the Demon Valley, and the sound of spell collisions from behind gradually faded away until she completely left the center of the battle.

Night fell quietly, and the entire Sky Demon Valley was extremely quiet.

The demonic aura that could be smelled on weekdays was gone at this moment.

After traveling for half a day, she had completely left the periphery of Tianmo Valley.

……

Shen Yi's position.

Numerous demon skeletons piled up into a mountain, and the holy aunt sat opposite him, with the palms together, there was the voodoo technique inherited from Manwuling, which continuously enveloped Shen Yi's whole body.

This made Shen Yi close his eyes, as if he had fallen into some kind of sealed state.

This situation has lasted for two days.

Outside the two of them, lay a large number of shriveled bones of Gu insects, including the ten thousand-foot centipede, and two Gu mothers.

The holy aunt spent a huge price, almost exhausting the Gu worms she raised, and finally used Man Wuling's inherited witchcraft to check and balance Shen Yi.

Seeing Shen Yi closing his eyes silently, a smile finally appeared on the corner of her mouth.

According to this trend, no matter how evil and heretical Shen Yi is, he will definitely die within seven days from being eroded by the poisonous poison.

This kind of witchcraft ignores Shen Yi's indestructible body.

The voodoo uses itself as a guide, and the two media are compatible.

As long as she doesn't move, Shen Yi can't move.

As time goes by, the holy aunt will have a tendency to decline her own vitality, her soul will be exhausted, and her Dao foundation will be on the verge of collapse.

Correspondingly, Shen Yi will suffer ten times the erosion.

Two days had passed since the spell was cast, and she believed that no matter how strong the demons were, they would not be able to last seven days.

"It seems that your ability is limited to this."

The holy lady spoke softly, preparing to slow down the release of the poison. After all, this is the inheritance of Manwuling, and the more it is used, the less it will be used.

She herself was also being tortured, and every time she used this method, she would return home with serious injuries.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yi's eyebrows trembled slightly, and they suddenly opened and closed.

"you?"

The saint's heart trembled, and her face turned pale with fright.

(End of this chapter)