Volume 3 Ancient Battlefield - Good Luck Chapter 237 was just a last hurrah!
Feeling the tremendous momentum surging from the old Taoist priest, the Blood Robe Palace Master was stunned.
What the hell?
What is going on?
Wasn't Bilian dying just now?
How come I just broke the seal and this guy's momentum is restored again?
Is it a last gasp?
Well, it must be a flash of light trying to scare me!
The Blood Robe Palace Master sneered: "Haha, do you think you can fool me?"
"You were hit twice by my Seven Killing Blood Spear. The power of the Seven Killings raged all over your body. How could you be fine?"
The old Taoist priest clapped his stick in his hand and slowly walked towards the Blood Robe Palace Master: "It doesn't matter whether I am in trouble or not, you are in trouble."
"Seven Kills!!!"
The Blood Robe Palace Master's face condensed slightly, and he suddenly summoned endless spear energy.
The old Taoist priest snorted coldly: "Too slow!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his entire body suddenly turned into a shadow and disappeared on the spot.
His breath could no longer be detected between heaven and earth, as if the old Taoist priest had completely disappeared from this world.
"Evil creature, take this blow from me!"
A loud shout suddenly came from behind the Blood Robe Palace Master, and the old Taoist priest reappeared.
The golden staff in his hand danced out endless stick shadows, attacking the blood-robed palace master all over his body.
Bang~!
Bang bang bang~!
Bang bang bang bang~!!!
Every time the stick was struck, it hit heavily on the blood-red spear in the blood-robed palace master's hand.
The Blood Robe Palace Master only felt as if he was hit by an ancient wild bull, and his knuckles were cracking .
Is this really a last gasp?
But this time the light is too dazzling! Is there anyone who is so awesome when he has a last burst of light?
An ominous premonition gradually arose in the heart of the Blood Robe Palace Master, and he felt as if he had made a wrong judgment.
"Look at the Taoist's Divine Dog Beating Stick!"
The old Taoist shouted loudly, and the golden magic stick in his hand moved even faster, directly breaking through the blood-robed palace master's gun defense.
In an instant, the shadows of the sticks that were so powerful that one could not even catch sight of them all poured down on the Blood Robe Palace Master.
Each stick tore through the void, and the power of each stick was terrifying to the extreme.
Every blow from the stick made the Blood Robe Palace Master question his life.
He helplessly discovered that he was completely unable to resist the old Taoist's stick.
Under the attack of the old Taoist's stick, the army was completely defeated.
The Blood Robe Palace Master spat out a mouthful of blood: "You bastard, I am a saint! How dare you..."
Just as he finished speaking, he saw the golden divine stick with a thick golden halo stabbed the blood-robed hall master heavily in the face, knocking him away.
"Saint? Haha, what a weak saint!"
The old Taoist priest raised his stick and poked out half of the Blood Robe Palace Master's teeth.
Then, he suddenly swung the long stick in his hand, creating countless stick shadows, beating the Blood Robe Palace Master so hard that he had no power to fight back.
"As expected of Senior Brother Chu He, he is still so strong after so many years. Dan Wu will definitely work hard to catch up with Senior Brother."
Danwu Tianzun stared at the old Taoist priest infatuatedly and activated the Yaotai mirror to record the video.
Such a rare opportunity to observe the old Taoist priest’s heroic fighting figure is rarely seen on ordinary days.
"Brother, you are really too good at hiding your abilities to suppress the saints of the Golden Core Refining Qi System by using the Divine Demon Body Refining and Divine Communication Stage."
Bai Lian Tianzun was also amazed. The strength displayed by the old Taoist priest at this moment was something that even her junior sister didn't know.
However, they were not too shocked, because it was not the first time that the old Taoist priest had gone against the saint.
"asshole!"
"Chu Longhe, I will remember today's shame."
"When I have achieved success in my cultivation in the future, I will definitely come back to avenge you for the insult I suffered today."
The blood-robed hall master showed shame and anger in his eyes, and suddenly threw the blood-colored bead in his hand towards the old Taoist priest, with the blood light increasing greatly.
As the blood-red light increased, cracks began to appear on the surface of the bead, as if it would collapse into pieces at any time.
Yes, the Blood Robe Palace Master was actually detonating his most precious holy weapon at this moment.
Faced with Chu Longhe, who was below the Saint level, he was forced to detonate his magic weapon and escape.
This kind of humiliation is absolutely unbearable for any saint.
However, the Blood Robe Palace Master was worthy of being a hero, and he suppressed his shame and anger.
Only by escaping alive can you have a chance to turn defeat into victory.
Boom~!!!
The blood-colored bead expanded rapidly, and soon completely transformed into a ball of energy tide and collapsed.
The old Taoist priest who was fighting with the Blood Robe Palace Master was naturally located in the core area of the blood-colored bead explosion and was completely wrapped up in the energy tide.
"Shenxiao Holy Land, I will definitely come back!"
The Blood Robe Palace Master self-destructed the Seven Killing Pearls, completely restraining the old Taoist priest.
After uttering these harsh words, he turned around and rushed towards the ancient battlefield.
Although in the ancient battlefield, the cultivators' cultivation would be suppressed to the foundation-building stage, it would be very dangerous to face the evil spirits on the battlefield.
However, with the Blood Robe Palace Master's understanding of magic at the saint level, he has a good chance of surviving on the battlefield even with his foundation-building cultivation.
In comparison, the old Taoist priest is more dangerous.
If he didn't hide in the battlefield, he would be caught up by Bilian Tianzun and it would be even worse.
As long as he successfully hides in the ancient battlefield, relying on the countless powerful undead spirits therein, it will not be difficult for him to get rid of the old Taoist priest and escape successfully.
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Seeing the Blood Robe Palace Master self-destruct the Seven Killing Pearls, he instantly broke through a thousand miles and was about to break into the ancient battlefield.
The old Taoist priest did not succeed in stopping it.
When the old Taoist priest completely withstood the aftermath of the Seven Killing Pearl's self-explosion, the Eight Trigrams Immortal Robe on his body was almost turned into tatters.
His face turned pale again, and he slowly fell from the void: "Damn it, he actually didn't hesitate to self-destruct the Seven Killing Pearls that are comparable to the holy weapon!"
The old Taoist priest looked at the Blood Robe Palace Master who was about to flee into the battlefield and said, "How hateful! I used up my last bit of energy, but in the end, I still let this evil creature escape."
As he said this, he turned around and looked at Shen Tian, his face as pale as paper: "Tian'er, I really won't live long this time."
"Look at what we talked about before. You took me as your master before I died. Do you want to consider it?"
Listening to the serious words of the old Taoist priest, I felt his rapidly weakening breath.
The Blood Robe Palace Master who was originally rushing towards the ancient battlefield paused, then continued to flee forward without hesitation.
Granny bear!
It's enough to be fooled by you, old man, once. How can you expect to fool me a second time with the same trick? Do you really think that those who run cults have no IQ?
Even the Blood Robe Palace Master no longer believed in the old Taoist priest, let alone Shen Tian. After all, he was not a fool.
Shen Tian wiped his sweat and looked at the old Taoist priest: "Didn't you say before that you were going to die soon?"
The old Taoist priest blushed slightly: "Ahem, that was just a moment of last breath."
"This time, I was seriously injured by this evil creature's self-destructing holy weapon. I really don't have much time left to live."
In Shen Tian's mind, an old and mean laugh sounded.
This laughter made Shen Tian feel offended.
His face suddenly darkened: "Uncle Master, don't worry, you were seriously injured trying to save me."
"If anything happens to you, Tian'er will give you a proper burial, and will personally sweep your grave on the first and fifteenth day of every lunar month, as well as on the Double Ninth Festival and the Qingming Festival."
"Now, can you please have a moment of respite? Otherwise, that guy will escape into the ancient battlefield."
Listening to Shen Tianmu's emotional words, the expectation and smile on the old Taoist's face slowly froze.
He knew that there was no hope for this cash cow and good disciple.
Bloody, why are you seeking death?
Why!!!
