The strongest starting system

Chapter 871 Devouring the Black Lotus
The arrival of the white-browed Taoist made the originally desperate and helpless Yaksha clan become excited.

Zhao Wushuang waved his hand to let the Yaksha army return to their original place, there was no need to make unnecessary sacrifices.

Taoist Baimei is also a soul body. If he makes a move, then the soldiers of the Yaksha Legion will die in the true sense.

Seeing Zhao Wushuang take the initiative to retreat, the leader of Yasha laughed even more wildly.

"Hahaha, weren't you very arrogant just now? Why are you shrinking back now?"

The Yaksha leader gritted his teeth and stared at Zhao Wushuang with green eyes.

Little Lolita also flew back to the boat, she could feel the strength of Taoist Baimei was very strong.

"Brother Wu Shuang, what should we do now?" The fat man asked quietly.

They didn't expect that a so-called ancestor would appear from the Yasha clan, which caught them off guard.

Zhao Wushuang was not nervous at all, as if everything was within his expectations.

"The so-called real body of the ancestor is just a drop of blood you left here."

Zhao Wushuang said: "What's the use even if you come out?"

Hearing this, Taoist Baimei's pupils shrank immediately, and he said in a serious tone:
"I advise you to stop. My main body has always been in contact with this side. If you destroy my clone, the main body will lock your position."

The body he mentioned should not be in the Shenwu Continent.

Zhao Wushuang smiled, too lazy to talk nonsense.

The law of space under his control was displayed in an instant, and the fragments of the void were connected into a strong chain, binding the white-browed Taoist.

"Hahaha, even if it's just a clone left here, it's not something lowly humans like you can deal with."

The white-browed Taoist burst out with scorching light all over his body, he whizzed past like a strong wind, his fingers swelled, and his sharp nails pierced the void, directly catching Zhao Wushuang's eyes.

Zhao Wushuang raised his hand and turned, and the sound of rattling iron chains followed, and the chains condensed by the law of space lay in front of him, blocking the attack route of Taoist Baimei.

When Taoist Baimei approached him, he snorted coldly and changed his direction again, appearing in the sky above Zhao Wushuang and the others like a ghostly shadow.

He fell from the sky, very fast.

Before the little loli and the fat man had time to react, Zhao Wushuang suddenly raised his head, and substantial flames shot out from his eyes.

The blazing flames condensed into a phoenix about half the height of a person. Its cry was loud and clear, resounding through the sky, and as it fluttered its wings, the white-browed Taoist couldn't take a single step forward.

A round of confrontation took place between lightning and flint, and then the two returned to the original point again.

The white-browed Taoist put away his arrogance and contempt, and looked at Zhao Wushuang with a more serious look.

"Boy, your strength is not bad, but that's all."

The white-browed Taoist grinned grinningly, drastic changes took place in every part of his body, his muscles swelled, and even his clothes were torn.

"Today, I will let you take a good look at what is called ancient magic power."

The beard and hair of the white-browed Taoist were all stretched out, and he roared to the sky, shaking the surrounding waters with countless waves, and even cracks began to appear on the boats below.

In a moment, he charged towards Zhao Wushuang at a speed that broke through the sound waves.

Zhao Wushuang sighed lightly.

It seemed that this old thing wanted to compare his physical strength with him.

That being the case, let's try it.

Zhao Wushuang's robe rose up without any wind, and in his eyes, the black and lonely lotus appeared again.

To deal with the existence of this kind of soul body, there is no need to use martial arts, let alone bloodline supernatural powers.

"You hurt my people, you will have to pay the price today."

White flames rose from the palm of the Taoist with white eyebrows. Those white flames squirmed and cut through the void, and all the surrounding space was burned.

"Let you taste the coldness of my original bone spirit, you will not be able to escape today!"

White flames surrounded Zhao Wushuang's boat, and the extreme pure white almost turned into black and cold fire like ink in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, the leader of the Yaksha burst out laughing.

"Human, you were so arrogant before, you never thought that you would fall down one day, ancestor, there seems to be a lot of treasures on this human, we can go and search for it."

Taoist Baimei nodded. What he cares about now is how to communicate with the main body, because the state of spiritual blood can't last long.

But killing these few people may last for a while.

A thick black curtain enveloped the boat, and countless mist turned into murderous tentacles and bounced inside. Even Zhao Wushuang had the strength of a semi-sage, and he couldn't resist these attacks.

Little Loli swung the long purple whip, and thunder and lightning flashed, but she couldn't break through the black mist.

She gritted her teeth and wanted to use the law of wind and thunder, but was horrified to find that her summoning power was actually blocked.

"Don't try, that guy has blocked the surrounding space, you can't mobilize the power of heaven and earth."

Zhao Wushuang said lightly.

Little Loli had no choice but to withdraw her long whip, quite annoyed.

Although she has mastered the law of wind and thunder, it is only a preliminary approach, and she has not transformed the law into her own consciousness. She still needs a medium to summon the power of the law.

And every law of Zhao Wushuang's fusion is matched with his physical body, and can be mobilized as long as he moves his mind.

Facing the thick black fog that surrounded several people, Zhao Wushuang not only did not panic, but faintly excited in his eyes.

Because in the dantian star sea, the little black light condensed by the law of darkness is jumping and flickering, becoming a little excited.

Zhao Wushuang was connected with him, so he naturally knew where the source of his excitement was.

It was the black mist in front of him.

Taoist Baimei, as the patriarch of the Yasha clan, might have already ascended to immortality and ascended to other planes, and the blood avatar he left behind has become extremely pure.

The strength of this clone has reached the fourth level of the demon saint, unlike the superficial snake that seems to have the third level of the demon saint, but in fact it is not as good as the semi-holy waste.

Even if it is a clone, Taoist Baimei is a genuine martial saint, which shows how powerful his body is.

"You wait here, pay attention to defense, don't be swept away by the fog, I will come back when I go."

As Zhao Wushuang spoke, he jumped up and jumped into the black mist from the deck.

The black mist around him seemed to smell the smell of blood, and they all rushed towards him, bound his body, and drilled into the pores.

Zhao Wushuang closed his eyes, let go of the channels all over his body, and let the mist enter his body.

The small dark light in the dantian quietly lurks behind.

When black air enters the body, the black light disperses into countless pieces of large and small, passing through Zhao Wushuang's internal organs, and then blocking the exit of the meridians.

As soon as the black air came out, it was swallowed by the black light, and after a few struggles, it was silent.

Endless and continuous, these black qi crazily poured into Zhao Wushuang's body, but Zhao Wushuang acted like a normal person.

(End of this chapter)