Chapter 1122: The Cunning Mad Taoist

After killing the master of Xuansu Cave, and then looking at the other escaped Jinling layman, Yuanhe Zhenren, Samehe felt anxious.

"Ancestor, we can't let them run away."

"Hey, there's nothing to panic about."

Lord Shark calmly opened his mouth and spat out, and two balls of blue light flew out of his mouth.

After this light appeared, it transformed into the image of two Shark Kings holding long halberds and wearing glazed armor, and each pursued Jin Ling layman and Yuan He Zhenren.

This is the clone technique of the monk who transforms into gods, and does not require the main body to be used.

Just relying on the power of the soul clone, you can exert part of your own strength.

These moves are also very effective when used against Nascent Soul cultivators.

No matter how fast Master Yuan He was, he was still far behind Yuan Shen's clone, and he was caught up after escaping a few hundred miles away.

Master Yuan He used his Nascent Soul cultivation to deal with this Yuan Shen clone, but he was defeated after only two rounds of fighting. He had no choice but to abandon his physical body and use the Nascent Soul teleportation magical power.

The monks who transformed themselves into spirits could easily break the teleportation of the Nascent Soul, and Master Yuan He escaped a long distance away. In front of him was the exit of the cave, and a bright scene appeared.

As long as you escape from here, you will be able to escape from this hell, and from now on the sky will be high and birds can fly.

Yuanhe Zhenren's face showed excitement, but unfortunately it soon turned to panic.

I saw a figure of the Shark King that was faster. He blocked the entrance of the cave in a flash and swung the halberd in his hand to slash at him.

Without the physical body to rely on, the strength of the monk's Nascent Soul is far from what it was at its peak.

Yuan He Zhenren couldn't dodge and was split open by a blow, and a scream came out of Yuan Ying.

The next moment, he was attacked by King Shark again, and his broken Nascent Soul was swallowed into his belly with two mouthfuls.

Here, Master Yuanhe was beheaded.

On the other side, Master Jin Ling was restrained by another clone of Yuan Shen and found that he was completely invincible.

She knew she couldn't escape, a sad look flashed across her face, and she decisively chose to blow herself up.

The powerful self-destruction power detonated Jin Ling's body, storage ring and all his treasures.

In one fell swoop, he enveloped the soul clone of Saint Shark. Although it was not enough to kill him, it severely damaged the opponent.

Sensing that a soul clone was damaged, Saint Shark raised his brows, with a look of anger on his face, and couldn't help but curse.

"What a Jinling layman, but he is determined."

One of the two Yuan Shen clones was damaged, and the backlash caused by this caused Saint Lord Shark to lose about 10% of his strength.

When things progressed to this point, he stopped delaying and glanced coldly at Master Furong on the ground.

"Fellow Taoist has been hiding for so long and you still want to continue hiding. Do you want me to find you out?"

Chen Qingyun, Bahuang, and Jiuyou were not far away. At this time, Shengjun Jun didn't pay attention at all. He regarded them as the next Yuanhe Zhenren, and he could kill them with just a raise of his hand.

Hearing Lord Shark's scolding, Chen Qingyun's expression condensed and he looked at Master Furong with some surprise.

What does the other party mean by these words? Is there an old monster hidden in this person?

The answer was quickly revealed. A line of black smoke overflowed from the body of Master Furong, manifesting into the image of a stooped, thin, slovenly red-haired old man.

After appearing, the crazy Taoist stared at Holy Lord Shark with piercing eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "The Shark Royal Family is willing to send a god-transformation monk. They really underestimate you."

"But just based on this, it's not that easy to take away the treasure."

"By you?"

Lord Shark suddenly laughed wildly, as if he had heard some big joke, with a sarcastic look on his face.

"If you came here in your true form, I might really be wary of you."

"But a mere soul clone is just an ant that is slightly stronger than them. Do you think I will be afraid of you?"

As soon as these words came out, the crazy Taoist's face turned gloomy and ugly, obviously he was right.

The atmosphere was silent for a few breaths, then the mad Taoist rolled his eyes, looked at Chen Qingyun, Bahuang, and Jiuyou, and said in a commanding tone.

"You three little bastards, don't be stunned. I will restrain this old shark later, and the three of you will join forces to capture the Shark River."

"With this person as a threat, I will have some negotiating capital!"

The moment he finished speaking, regardless of whether Chen Qingyun wanted to or not, the crazy Taoist suddenly took action.

He used his technique to create three red rings, one inside the other, toward Samega Bento's hood.

This style of attacking in the east and west was beyond the expectations of several people present. As expected, Jiang was still very old.

Samehe was no more than Nascent Soul, and now he was subconsciously wary of Chen Qingyun and the others. How could he avoid the crazy Taoist's attack.

What's more, this was a sneak attack, and he was trapped firmly by three rings at once.

"you!"

The younger generation suffered a loss in front of him and was successfully attacked by the other party. Saint Shark looked angry, but he didn't even have any scruples.

When he recalled the two soul clones, the black chain in his hand turned into a dancing snake again and pierced the mad Taoist.

After all, he was also a cultivator of spiritual transformation. The mad Taoist easily dodged the blow and clenched his right hand to tightly restrain Samehe.

The violent power exerted by the three circles made Sharkawa look horrified, and he was no longer as indifferent and confident as before.

"Ancestor, save me!"

Seeing the fear shown in the river and shouting for help, the mad Taoist couldn't help but laugh wildly.

"Hahaha, fellow Taoist, I'd better calm down first. We might as well sit down and have a good chat."

"Perhaps, we can each take half of the treasures here, and I won't pursue the hatred of you killing my young generation."

The expression of the Sage of Jiao was indifferent, and he had no scruples at all.

He even ignored Jiaohe's previous plea for mercy and directly used a more powerful move.

In front of him, with the crazy surge of magic power, more than a dozen black vortices appeared out of thin air, and the next second, only the sound of "clattering" of metal was heard.

More than a dozen chains sprang out of these black vortices, each as thick as a palm, with extremely sharp tips, and all stabbed at the crazy Taoist.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that the threat failed, the crazy Taoist cursed angrily and had to quickly withdraw and dodge, moving quickly in the air to avoid the attack of these black chains.

The bound Jiaohe, because of the tightness of the restraint, showed pain and panic on his face, and was trying to break free.

The two men fought, neither of them took Chen Qingyun seriously, and regarded him as a prey within reach.

If Chen Qingyun wanted to escape, he would be the first to be killed.

Seeing that Chen Qingyun was still indifferent and wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the fight, the crazy Taoist was furious and scolded.

"Daoyou really won't give up until the Yellow River. If you don't take action, I will start with you in a while!"

The urging was also threatening. This was not an invitation to cooperate, but more like continuing to use Chen Qingyun as a subordinate.