Peerless Taoist

Bai Suqing clenched her teeth, shook her long sword in her hand, and pointed to chanting a spell.

"But for the cultivation of going out of the body, give up. You can't hurt me." friar Xiliang disdained.

On his head, the four inscriptions rotate slowly, emitting a faint light.

Four talisman patterns are condensed. He is already a strong man in the middle of Mingwen territory.

The level difference between the two sides is too big. If not for the order of the fifth prince, friar Xiliang could kill Bai Suqing with a backhand.

Bai Suqing ignored him and recited the mantra all the time.

An ancient and cumbersome spell suddenly rang through the four directions, and seal characters suddenly appeared around Bai Suqing.

"What?" friar Xiliang frowned.

Subconsciously, he felt the threat from these runes.

"Forget it, just take you back and recover your life!" friar Xiliang stretched out his hand and grabbed Bai Suqing.

Just then, Bai Suqing finished reciting the last mantra, and the runes floating in the air gathered together to form eight golden characters.

"Pro! Soldiers! Fighters! All! Array! Column! In front!"

The rune turned from the eight character mantra fell on friar Xiliang.

With a bang, the friar of Xiliang was hit by the rune and went back several steps.

"How dare you resist!" friar Xiliang was furious.

The rest of the people hurriedly stopped: "the fifth Prince has an order to catch him alive. This woman is very beautiful. I'm sure she will be accepted as a concubine by the fifth prince in the future. Don't be impulsive."

Friar Xiliang heard the speech and forcibly suppressed his inner anger.

"Don't make trouble with you, come here!" friar Xiliang walked towards Bai Suqing step by step.

Looking at these fierce looking friars in Xiliang, Bai Suqing felt a touch of despair.

She knew very well what would happen if she fell on these people.

I'm afraid death will become an extravagant hope.

Bai Suqing's eyes flashed a determination. Even if she died, it was impossible for these people to succeed.

"Want to commit suicide?" friar Xiliang snorted coldly, raised his hand and changed his mana into a huge palm, which was about to fall towards Bai Suqing.

However, his hand can no longer fall.

"I see, who dares to touch her!"

A long roar resounded from all directions!

The sound seemed to fall with rolling thunder from the nine days and fell on the friar Xiliang.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Friar Xiliang obviously felt his heart beating wildly at this moment.

An invisible force fell into his body from his ear, almost destroying Gula and destroying his internal organs.

"Poof!" friar Xiliang spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

All the Xiliang friars beside Bai Suqing suffered the same fate.

With a roar, these friars, regardless of their accomplishments, were shattered and died on the ground.

Hearing this familiar voice, Bai Suqing couldn't help looking at the sky and murmuring, "you're still back."

Who is it?

All over the battlefield, everyone looked at the sky.

It's hard to imagine the power of the strong who drink the death inscription.

"Doesn't it mean that there are no immortals in Lingxiao city now? Their only ancestor has soared away. Where is the strong one?" the fifth Prince's eyelids jumped wildly.

His courage was completely broken by the violent drink just now.

Who the hell is this?

The ground trembled.

With the sound of steady footsteps, every time the footsteps sounded, it was like a life-threatening, chilling.