I saw that in Yunlai Mountain, Chu Tianming sat peacefully beside the blood light, and Taoist Pinghe, who looked shocked, stared at the flames - in the flames, the source was the wooden box!

"It's him! It's him who brought the wooden box into the Kudao Court!"

"Defend day and night, it's hard to defend against thieves at home!"

"Damn it! This damn bastard, no wonder he didn't enter the mountains and rivers. It turned out that he had already become a spy of the Blood Demon clan, just to cooperate with this witch inside and outside. Damn it! Damn it!"

Countless people cursed Chu Tianming and drooled in the sky, which was enough to drown people.

Chu Tianming had slightly bent his eyes, and Feifan had no panic or unexpected expression in his eyes. On the contrary, there was also this faint smile.

"The gun is coming!" The witch shouted again, and the yellow cloth on the wooden box loosened layer by layer, revealing the old wooden box body. Then, the wooden box exploded, and a golden spear entered the vision of countless people.

Above the golden spear, the magic pattern was twisted. It originally belonged to the Taoist magic weapon, but at this moment it burst out with a huge fierce flame belonging to the Imperial Taoist holy weapon.

The witch raised her hand and led it to her, and the flames rushed into her hands.

She drew her sword from Guangyan and wanted to slowly pull out the golden spear.

"This is the last blade to bury you!"

She thrust violently and pulled out a piece of air.

She was stunned and several question marks appeared above her head.

She inserted her hand into the flames again, but she couldn't catch anything.

Finally, under the gaze of countless eyes, the flames shattered and her hands were empty.

In the Yunlai Mountain, Chu Tianming sat peacefully on the ground. His fair and flawless left hand, blocked by countless demon flames and blood runes, lying gently at the tail of the golden spear. The golden spear trembled wildly, as if it had exhausted the power of a world and wanted to rush into the witch's hand, but it could not break free from his hand.

Chu Tianming slowly stood up from the ground. It was a slow process, but it seemed to have pinched the hearts of countless people. All the monks were watching Chu Tianming, afraid that Chu Tianming would shake his hand and let the golden spear fly away.

But this handsome boy with a slouched look was reluctant to grab the gun with one hand. See what important things his other hand is doing?

His right hand was extremely serious about dusting off the dust stained from his robe.

The witch felt insulted.

"The gun is coming! The gun is coming!"

She shouted violently, and the golden spear was sobbing hard and trembling. The gun rod seemed to have lengthened a little, but it could not fly out of Chu Tianming's palm.

"Quiet." Chu Tianming finally finished dusting the dust, freed up his right hand, and gently slapped the golden spear. With this slap, the golden spear stopped moving.

The world is silent, and it is clear that the sound of your chin falling to the ground can be easily heard.

Yun Liu Daozu also looked at Chu Tianming in surprise, but found that Ji Qingzhu next to Chu Tianming was nodding slightly at him.

He suddenly understood the true meaning of Ji Qingzhu's words, "I won't take action, it's just Chu Tianming, but I can't care about him"...

"He...he actually has the ability to stop an imperial holy weapon?!" Sun Qiuyue's pupils shrank to the size of a needle eye, and her eyes looked at Chu Tianming as if she had seen a ghost.

In the mountains, Chu Tianming had a warm smile like sunshine on his face, "After all the time, it turns out that you are this rabbit. Last time I killed your clone, I was worried that you would never show up again."

He painted out of thin air and engraved a Taoist chapter into a golden spear, making it completely sealed.

Since the witch has appeared, the stake used to wait for the rabbit has been considered to be a perfect merit. He put away the golden spear, stepped out, and came into the sky.

"It's you?" When the witch saw Chu Tianming, her bloody eyes shrank slightly, and her charming tone suddenly rose, with a strong look of horror.

The witch's fearful attitude towards Chu Tianming fell into the eyes of others, but she seemed a little confused.

The Blood Demon of the Nether Sea said in a deep voice: "What's going on?"

The witch shook her head, looked at Chu Tianming with resentment, and said coldly: "It was him at the beginning, riding a fish to destroy my great plan! It's not him, I've already succeeded in the Heart of Stars, and I have all refined all of those people, and my clone will not be lost!"

"Can a cultivator in the Pubo Realm have such ability?" The Blood Demon of the Youhai was puzzled, "No, he stopped the Lord's spear, and he should have some tricks... But even so, he wouldn't be too strong, right?"

The witch said, "I don't know whether he is strong or not, but the fish under his seat is too terrifying! Be careful, the fish is likely to hide in the dark!"

The Blood Demon of the Nether Sea thought about it and said directly: "I'll deal with him. You can activate the Four Elephant Purgatory Formation to kill Jiang Yunliu first! After killing, we will retreat!"

The witch nodded, "Okay, be careful!"

"Hmph! No matter how strong the Tuoti Realm is, how many levels can I cross against the enemy? I will attack him from afar, which is enough to restrain him!" The blood demon in the Nether Sea sneered, and the blood clouds tumbling, and rushed straight towards Chu Tianming.

"Little devil, I, the blood demon of the Nether Sea, will meet you with my own hands!"

Sun Qiuyue's eyes were filled with joy, and she couldn't help thinking, "The Blood Demon of the Youhai" should do it yourself, Chu Tianming should definitely die!"

"Young Master, be careful!" Chong Xuzi and others were unable to tell him the clone, so they had to send a voice to warn Chu Tianming. However, they naturally trusted Chu Tianming's methods.

Chu Tianming nodded slightly, his face was very calm. Seeing the blood clouds covering him, he flipped his wrist, took out the ghost brush, and hooked it in the sky. A huge "broken" character came in the sky and was printed into the blood cloud.

The word "broken" is engraved, and blood clouds are like nemesis, and countless white smoke is directly "hissing".

The scream of the blood demon from the Nether Sea sounded from the blood clouds, "Ah--what is this?!"

Yun Liudaozu's eyes condensed, "That is... Master's ghost brush?!"

What is the connection between him and his master? Yun Liudaozu couldn't help but think that the ghost brush is a utensil of his master's lineage. Unless his master personally passes it, it would be impossible to fall into the hands of others!

Grab it? It’s impossible to cut it off!

What kind of cultivation is his master? How could he not even be able to protect his ghost pen?

"Jiang Yunliu, you are distracted now, it will not be a good result for you!" The witch said with a smile, holding the Four Elephant Purgatory Formation, and killing Yunliudao Ancestor.

Yun Liudaozu sneered, and as the dragon-slashing blade opened and closed, a golden light surged, and a golden dragon shaped like a circle around him.

"Distracted? Without the saint of the Imperial Dao, the witch, you may have to explain it here today!"

At this moment, the mountains and rivers changed, the wind and clouds roared, and the ancestor Yunliudao was like the Holy Emperor in the Clouds, holding the heavenly soldiers and suppressing the time and space of the nine realms!

"Hehehe...Did you think that without that spear, I will let you slaughter?" The witch's bloody eyes were filled with cold air, and although she smiled, her voice was as cold as ice.
Chapter completed!