Chapter 3827

"How could it be? The bad old man knocked down the evil king with one punch?"

Huyan orchid stared at the evil king who was easily hit and flew.

The evil king who almost forced him into a desperate situation was punched by this humble and untidy Taoist priest.

And looking at this bad old man, it seems effortless.

Zhuo Wen in the dense forest was also deeply shocked.

Although he knew the noble and righteous cultivation of the sloppy Taoist was very profound, he didn't know how profound it was.

He had asked the sloppy Taoist before, but the guy didn't reveal it at all.

Zhuo Wen only knew that the old man's noble and righteous practice was unfathomable.

Especially after learning the Qi refining chapter, the sloppy Taoist priest is definitely an expert among the experts in dealing with evil spirits.

But he didn't expect that the sloppy Taoist priest would be so strong that the evil king was knocked down with one punch.

This is a monster that can't even make a god like Huyan Lanzhu stronger!

"I still underestimated him!"

Zhuo Wen looked at the figure of the untidy Taoist with some complicated eyes.

On the contrary, daokong and Daojing around Zhuo Wen didn't think so much. They always cheered for the sloppy Taoist.

"It can be Haoran righteousness. Are these guys from the Haoran supreme aristocratic family? Hasn't the mysterious aristocratic family been destroyed? Unexpectedly, I can still see the remaining children!"

Huyan Lanzhu silently looked at the noble righteousness of the sloppy Taoist, looked shocked and puzzled, and muttered to himself.

"Ah! Why? Why are there still human beings practicing Haoran righteousness in this world!"

The evil king roared in horror. Then he turned into a black smoke and quickly fled to the distance.

The arrogant evil king was scared by the dirty Taoist priest's fist, and even ran away without courage to confront the dirty Taoist priest.

The dirty Taoist's eyes narrowed slightly. He still stood in place, and then squeezed his right hand in the void.

At that time, the mighty righteousness turned into a huge hand and appeared in the sky over the escaping evil king in the blink of an eye.

Ah!

The big hand condensed by Haoran's righteous Qi fell down, and the evil king screamed, which was blasted on the ground, and then pressed on the ground, which was difficult to move.

The scruffy Taoist walked slowly and came not far from the evil king.

"Evil king, you can't escape in my hands! Today is your day of retribution for killing so many friars."

A rare serious look appeared on the untidy Taoist's face. His right hand fell in the void, and then his noble righteousness was in the air, condensing a huge Golden Book Shadow of thousands of feet.

The golden book was opened slowly, and countless golden characters appeared on it.

These characters seemed to have magic. They were taken out of the gold book and fell on the evil king one after another, winding his whole body.

The evil king looked frightened. These dense characters contained some special power.

At the moment when the characters attached to the evil king, the evil king's body was gradually smoking and disappearing.

The scruffy Taoist priest intends to use Haoran righteousness to directly refine the evil king.

"You... You... Your exorcism family is not the same. How many evil spirits did you kill us? What's the difference between you and our evil spirits?" the evil king roared.

"What ghost is the Exorcist family? I don't know at all. I only know that you evil spirits are the enemy of our friars. You should be killed!"

The sloppy Taoist priest smiled coldly, and then those golden characters became more and more dense and fell on the evil king.

The body of the evil king was constantly shrinking under the refining of the golden characters, emitting endless black smoke and an unpleasant odor.

"Are you not the descendant of the Haoran aristocratic family?"

The evil king realized something was wrong and asked quickly.

The sloppy Taoist shrugged and said, "it's the first time I've heard of the Haoran aristocratic family!"

"Since you are not a Haoran aristocratic family, why do you use Haoran righteousness? And I have no conflict with you. If you let me go, I will give you the human man you are looking for immediately?"

The evil king spoke quickly. Now he is really afraid of this sloppy Taoist priest.

Haoran righteousness is more domineering than all things in Huyan Lanzhu, and the sloppy Taoist's Haoran righteousness is obviously much stronger.

He has no chance of winning against this slovenly Taoist. The final result will only be refining.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you right away! I'm just training you now!"

The untidy Taoist priest showed a bad smile and then stopped talking, but he drove the golden characters to speed up the refining of the evil king.

The evil king screamed endlessly. Under the refining of the golden characters, his body was constantly shrinking, and finally changed from a huge body of thousands of feet to a pocket evil king only the size of a palm.

Of course, all the power of the evil king was refined by the golden characters. Now there is no one, and he is extremely weak.

"Dead old man, what do you want?"

When the evil king saw that his body became so small, the golden characters around him faded one after another. He had a bad hunch and shouted quickly.

The scruffy Taoist priest smiled, grabbed the evil king and threw him into the spirit ring.

The evil king is too weak to resist the sloppy Taoist priest. He can only watch himself be thrown into the ring like a toy.

After finishing these, Zhuo Wen, Dao Kong and Dao Jing have come.

"Master, you're so awesome! You've solved such a terrible evil king. I worship you so much!" Daojing's eyes glowed and looked at the sloppy way.

Dao Kong held his chest in his hands and was old-fashioned. "Sure enough, I still had a clever plan. I knew that the master would win. I really admire myself!"

Zhuo Wen glanced sideways at the two path children and turned his eyes silently.

He knew that when the sloppy Taoist priest walked towards the evil king, these two little guys were singing bad, especially the little guy daokong, who threatened that the sloppy Taoist priest was dead and planned to sneak up as soon as possible.

The slovenly Taoist posed again, shook his head, looked lonely and said, "this is the feeling of being extremely cold at high places. It's really rare to seek defeat alone!"

Zhuo Wenfu, this old guy is pretending to be addicted, isn't he? He can say anything. He's never seen anyone more pretending than him.

"You don't really belong to the Haoran aristocratic family, do you?"

Huyan Lanzhu came slowly, looked strangely at the sloppy Taoist, and asked in a deep voice.

Zhuo Wen and others looked confused and forced. They had never heard of the Haoran aristocratic family.

The sloppy Taoist changed his posture and turned his side to Huyan Lanzhu, pretending to be profound: "Huyan little brother, don't worship me, I'm just a legend."