Chapter 1816 When a man is about to die, his words are kind
The old monk shook his head: "Sorry, I can't tell you."
"If you find out, it will harm our interests."
"Besides, you are about to die, so there is no need to know so much."
All right.
Ye Wudao was still a little disappointed when he didn't get the answer.
"In that case, I will kill you."
"I can't know, and no one in the world can know the answer."
He unleashed his energy and actually transformed into two Dragon King swords, which were majestic and powerful without being angry.
Around him, strong winds blew, forming a powerful tornado that connected heaven and earth.
Take your life!
The old monk also shook his body and released bursts of Yin Qi, which also formed bursts of tornadoes that penetrated the sky and the earth.
The old monk pushed his arm flat, and the tornado of Yin Qi swept towards Ye Wudao.
Ye Wudao's Qi Jin Dragon King Sword was in front and the tornado was behind, also attacking the old monk.
The Yin Qi Tornado and the Qi Jin Dragon King Sword soon met on a narrow road.
After a sharp and harsh sound, the Qi Jin Dragon King Sword was smashed into powder by the Yin Qi tornado on the spot, leaving no residue.
The old monk chuckled: "It has been said since ancient times that the Dragon King's Sword is invincible, but it is too weak."
Yeah?
Ye Wudao asked back, the powerful tornado suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the old monk.
"I won't shed tears until I see the coffin, come again!" The old monk's tornado of Yin energy quickly collided with Ye Wudao's tornado of energy.
boom!
The collision of two tornadoes actually produced an explosion. The explosion was deafening and earth-shattering.
The aftermath of the explosion almost flattened the entire Xiaoleiyin Temple, leaving no intact building.
The explosion lasted for a full two minutes before gradually dissipating.
Li Si looked in Ye Wudao's direction with a mocking look on his face.
He determined that when the dust cleared, he should be able to see Ye Wudao being severely injured.
But the scene in front of him shocked Li Si.
The master's tornado of Yin Qi is gone, not even a scum is left.
The master also suffered a backlash, vomiting blood and regressing repeatedly.
Looking at Ye Wudao's Qi Jin Tornado, it is still strong, even...substantial.
It was like an alloy drill bit that drilled a big hole in the ground.
How can Yin Qi compete with the substantial power of Qi?
Ye Wudao looked disdainful: "That's it?"
"I really don't know how my master could have been defeated by you back then. You old bastard, just brag to me."
The old monk's mood fluctuated violently: "The handsome man really deserves his reputation!"
"Obviously he is in the peak realm, but he can turn his energy into reality, and his strength is not weaker than that of the fairy and demon realm."
"The white-haired man has a pretty good eye for seeing people."
"But, do you think I have used all my strength and can't do anything to you?"
"Wrong, absolutely wrong!"
Ye Wudao: "If you have any trump cards, just use them."
good!
The old monk laughed: "You are worthy of my full strength!"
The old monk jumped up and flew ten meters into the air.
Yin energy surged all over his body, twisting his clothes into pieces.
Then, all the pores on his body began to ooze blood, eventually forming patches of blood mist that enveloped the entire Xiaoleiyin Temple.
Ye Wudao frowned and his mind was tense.
Sacrifice with blood must be forbidden.
The power of forbidden arts has always been powerful and abnormal.
What kind of spell is he going to cast, and can he withstand it?
The next second, the endless blood mist fell to the ground like blood rain and seeped into the soil.
The entire ground of Xiaoleiyin Temple turned blood red.
Hoo ho, ho ho!
Strange sounds began to come from the underground, and the ground began to rise and fall, cracking,
It seemed like... something was coming out of the ground.
What is there underground!
Ye Wudao's eyes were stern, his breathing was rapid, and his muscles were tense, ready to fight at any time.
Just five seconds later,
Things began to emerge from under the ground, springing up like mushrooms after a rain.
There are actually more than fifty Buddha statues.
