Chapter 483

Tu Yumen Su also shot, and Yan Tao shot at the same time.

People in the dark only felt the wind blowing and ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Xiao Qi hummed: dare to fight with the master!

The existence of Shi Shen is similar to Yin ghost.

The combat effectiveness is similar, but there is one thing.

Yin ghost was summoned by Yan Tao and was enslaved by him.

Unlike Shi Shen, its power comes from the yin-yang division itself.

Young master Yan looked at the war coolly and forcibly consumed the strength of Tu Yumen Suye.

The young man snorted and looked pale and cool.

A sword comes out of its scabbard. If thunder explodes when it falls, people can only see yellow runes falling in the air.

Yan Tao smiled and sat down at this blessed place. He put his left and right thumbs on the knuckles of his middle finger, placed them on his knees, and recited the past life mantra. The ethereal Taoist Scriptures seemed to contain a vast and infinite charm.

The form gods attached to the rune paper have been transcended one after another.

At the other end, Tu Yumen Su was almost ready to crack his canthus. He wanted to stand up. The power of Shi Shen's counterattack was too strong, and his whole body was shaking.

With only one step, he knelt on the ground.

Those, those type gods, are his painstaking efforts!

Hard work!

To a great extent, the strength of yin and Yang masters depends on the form God power of their Imperial Envoys.

Yan Tao's transcendence is like gouging out meat in the heart of Tu Yumen Suye.

His fingers sank deep into the ground, and his eyes were red as if they were bleeding. "You, you deceive people too much!"

yes.

Master Yan did it on purpose.

She has no good intention to go beyond the dead.

"Master Suye, are you okay?"

Miyamoto was stunned.

Tu yumensu also fell on the ground, with a pool of bright red blood in front of him.

Decades of practice have come to naught.

He seemed to be ten years old, with sunken eyes, pale and cracked lips, an old and ferocious face, full of blood and hatred.

Break his way and destroy his form God.

In metaphysics, there is irreconcilable hatred.

Yan Tao smiled and put his plain white fingers on his lips. Jun's beauty face was full of arrogance and handsome, and his thin lips opened and closed silently. "I'm sorry, I accept."

Tu yumensu also bit his teeth and stood up.

"Go!"

Miyamoto was stunned, "go?"

"If you want to die, stay here!"

"But, but..."

The task is not finished yet.

Tu Yumen Su also opened his mouth, full of blood: "you can't kill him now. When I go back, please my father!"

What, what?

The father of Tu Yumen Suye was a fellow national in state R.

His status is extremely high. At ordinary times, only people in the royal family can invite him.

Miyamoto Zhengyi couldn't help asking, "master Suya, who is the feng shui master? Who hurt you like this?"

"It's the boy!"

As soon as he said this, Miyamoto Zhengyi was surprised and stunned, "no, it's impossible?"

Tu Yumen Su also covered his heart, hummed and asked him to hold him back.

There will always be some evil geniuses in the world.

Even if it's impossible, it's true.

Transcend the form God.

Yan Tao put his eyes on the ghosts, and his cool eyes made them tremble.

They used to stay in the water, but they were dragged by the Taoist priest.

Ghosts' hearts are desolate.

Little Taoist priest, don't you want to cross the river and tear down the bridge?

Yan Tao put his hands around his chest and raised his chin: "don't you go yet?"

"Go!"

The ghosts flashed away.

I'm kidding. I dare not ask for any reward.

Sir, look at the Yin and evil spirit he aroused, he is not a good master to provoke.