Taoist Master, Stop Fighting. The Heavenly Path Is Almost Destroyed

"Lin Baihu is right. There are so many of us. Even if the Lanxiu Building is a dragon's den and a tiger's den, we still have to level it today."

Yi Chen echoed Lin Baihu's words without hesitation, but his feet remained motionless, as if they had taken root.

It’s not like he was a bad guy. He could blast the door and chop down the white lantern. How could he be the first to charge?

How much money did he get?

Now he is at best an outsourced temporary worker, with Lin Baihu, a regular worker, by his side. If he is the first to rush in, then he has trained his brain into a muscle.

If you smash the door with bluestone bricks and look at the lanterns outside, it is basically impossible to get into any big trouble. If you are the first to step inside, you may be ambushed.

Don't do it, don't do it.

Yi Chen's heart was like a mirror, and his abacus was clicking.

Anyway, it was not his junior brothers who were trapped inside, so he was not in a hurry.

Lin Baihu turned his attention to Master Lianhua. Master Lianhua looked up at the sky and studied the clouds.

Lin Baihu turned to Taoist Qingxu, who had already closed his eyes and recited the scriptures.

Lin Baihu turned his eyes to Master Shuiyue, and Master Shuiyue also looked at Lin Baihu with her pair of water-cut eyes, but said nothing.

“…..”

"The atmosphere in Fengyun County is really bad."

"Each one was more agile than the other when they agreed, and no one was easy to fool when it came to the matter. Even the seemingly reckless Taoist Master Yichengzi was very clever."

Lin Baihu cursed, he had no choice, there were four Japanese people in the team, so he had to take the lead.

He took the lead, followed closely by Yi Chen and the other four, and together they stepped into the front hall of Lanxiu Building, which was wrapped in mist.

As soon as he entered, Yi Chen couldn't help but frown.

In the hall, there was blood everywhere, and the strong smell of blood floated in the air.

However, not a single body could be seen.

The hall was in disarray and a mess.

He looked forward. On the wall in front of him, a huge bluestone brick thrust a person with blush paper through his chest and nailed him straight to the wall.

The paper pricked the person as if it were alive. His hands were still fluttering and holding the long bluestone on his chest, as if he wanted to pull himself out of the wall.

No, it just wanted to pull itself out. Yi Chen's eyes narrowed. Although the speed was very slow, the paper stuck on the wall had already pulled him out halfway.

"What a poor little guy."

Yi Chen was a kind-hearted person and couldn't bear to see the evil spirit suffering, so he decided to help it.

After all, the paper-pricked arms and legs on the wall are painful to look at.

He pulled out the dragon-slaying sword, chopped off all the limbs of the paper man on the wall, and chopped it into human pigs.

Now it's better, the paper man doesn't have to flop around so hard.

very nice.

The paper man on the wall stopped moving now, and his bright red eyes, which were dotted with some unknown dye, stared straight at Yi Chen.

Staring hard.

If Yi Chen guessed correctly, the long green brick was thrown by him, and he accidentally nailed the paper-pricked man patrolling in the mist to the wall.

"Taoist Master Yichengzi, what do you mean by this?" Master Shuiyue frowned when she saw this scene and couldn't help asking Yi Chen. After all, his behavior at this time was really a bit abnormal.

However, Yi Chen did not answer immediately, but continued to draw his sword. The sword pierced the chest of the paper man on the wall. The paper man's body trembled violently, and a trace of flame slowly spread from the contact surface between the dragon-slaying sword and the paper man's body. It ignited and bursts of black gas came out.

After observing for two breaths, another sword light flashed, and the paper man's head fell to the ground, and its body hanging on the wall exploded and turned into a puff of flame.

Yi Chen noticed that his golden finger did not react at all, and no crimson value was recorded. It was obvious that this paper man was a magical creation.

"The Taoist Master is testing the paper's weakness?"

Master Lianhua, who had been observing Yi Chen for a long time, figured out something about it and asked.

"Master is so compassionate."

"The mage has a good eye. I really have the intention to test the weakness of this ghost."

Yi Chen thought for a moment before explaining the purpose of his actions just now.

"This paper is quite powerful in piercing people. I noticed that even though I nailed it to the wall with a long strip of blue bricks, by the time we came in, the damn thing had almost pulled itself out halfway."

"Just now I tried to cut off the limbs of this ghost, but apart from being restricted in movement, the paper-jammed person did not suffer much damage, which shows that the key point of this ghost is not here."

"Then I used the Pure Yang Magic Sword to pierce the paper-pierced person's chest multiple times. Even when I attached a trace of my pure Yang power to the long sword, the paper-pierced person burned slightly at the contact surface. Still didn’t suffer much damage.”

"It wasn't until I cut off the head of the paper man that the paper man exploded automatically."

Taoist Priest Qingxu frowned when he heard this.

"What the Taoist Master is saying is that except for the skull, this paper-stuck person has almost no vital points, and is still very resistant to our Xuanmen spells?"

At this time, everyone couldn't help but cast their eyes on Yi Chen, and secretly admired him in their hearts.

If Yi Chen hadn't discovered the pungent nature of this paper in advance, they would have suffered a big loss if they were caught off guard.

Lin Baihu finally showed a smile at this time. He was indeed a famous scholar. The strength of Taoist Master Yichengzi was not yet known, but he was really careful.

He cleared his throat and cheered everyone up:

"You are all men of outstanding intelligence. With your help on this trip, I have a better chance of winning."

"It seems that the evil spirits in this building are just ordinary people."

"The person behind the scenes has no plan. If I were the person behind the scenes, wouldn't it be beautiful if I lurked a group of paper-clad ambushes, armed with strong weapons, and took advantage of the fog to take advantage of the opportunity to break out?"

"Hahaha...huh?"

Suddenly, Lin Baihu's smile froze on his face.

The mist in the hall began to boil like cold water added to a hot oil pan.

A rustling sound came from far and near.

"Everyone, be careful."

Master Lianhua reminded everyone in a low voice.

Several people took out their tools and got ready.

Master Shuiyue, Master Lianhua, and Taoist Qingxu are naturally the same as before.

Among the three, Master Shuiyue should be about the same strength as Master Lianhua in the middle stage of refining qi. Taoist Master Qingxu is stronger than the two of them, and is probably about to enter the late stage of refining qi.

Lin Baihu's magic weapon was a hundred-refined battle knife, with seal characters as thin as mosquitoes and flies engraved on it. He thought for a moment, then took out a fiery red seal character from his chest, and slapped it on it with a slight pain. On top of the sword.

The talisman spontaneously ignited without wind, and in an instant, a touch of red slowly appeared on the long knife in Lin Baihu's hand. This red color spread from the tip of the knife and did not stop until it reached the guard.

This magical scene made Yi Chen couldn't help but take another look.

The big dogs in Zhen'an Division have many tricks.

It's too late, but it's soon.

As the foreign objects in the distance approached rapidly, the fog could no longer hide their figures. Two teams of tall paper figures wearing armor, some holding swords, some holding chain hammers, and some holding wrought copper sticks, Rushing towards them.

Its speed is like the wind.

Yi Chen and the others took a deep look at Lin Baihu, who had a frozen smile on his face.

One of them opened his mouth, but none of them would say who that person was.