Uncle Jiu's Senior Brother

Chapter 174 Lu Li Takes Action

After understanding this principle, Lu Li was no longer curious about the big clock.

To put it bluntly, this thing is disposable and will become useless once the power of faith is used up.

I don’t know when it will be usable again.

At this time, Nitiantong became furious when he saw the situation below.

This Blood Soul Banner was refined by himself and others after more than ten years of hard work.

Seven of them were destroyed in this battle before they were even used.

The most crucial thing was that seven or eight of his most capable ten men died at once.

How could this not make him furious?

I saw Nitiantong twist his body, open his arms and yell "Die!"

Then he pressed down with both palms. Because of the melee, the Black Sect disciples below were already mixed with the Yellow Sect disciples.

But Nitiantong completely ignored it.

Everyone within a hundred meters of him was crushed to pieces by an invisible air pressure.

Mi Ri and Chi Fei were so angry that their eyes were about to burst, "What a vicious Ni Tian Tong!"

Regardless of the overdraft of magic power in her body, Mi Yue forced herself to activate the secret method, raised the bell hammer and struck it hard again.

A mouthful of blood surged up in Miyue's throat, but she forced herself to swallow it down.

Chi Fei also used the six-syllable mantra of Tantric Buddhism. Six large characters shining with golden light smashed towards Ni Tian Tong in the air, trying to knock him down.

“Hahahaha! Just a trivial trick. Let me show you why I, the Heaven-Defying Child, am called the Heaven-Defying Child!”

Nitiantong first quickly crossed his ten fingers, and a wall of air blocked the sonic attack of the holy bell.

"break!"

The air wall pushed forward quickly, pushing the sound waves back, and suddenly everyone on the battlefield was blown away by a gust of air.

The spell was broken, and Miyue's blood came up her throat again, but this time she spat it out directly.

Then Nitiantong laughed loudly and slapped Chifei's six-word mantra away with a palm.

The morale of all the Black Cult members present was greatly shaken, and they all shouted, "Ni Tian Tong!"

As two of the Yellow Sect's great masters suffered heavy defeats, many lamas have burst into tears and feel that their future is bleak.

"Master Lu, thank you for your help!"

Seeing that Miyue and Chifei's attacks could not do anything to Nitiantong, the Panchen Lama had no choice but to ask Lu Li for help without caring about his face.

"Don't worry, I'm going to meet him!"

Lu Li could no longer suppress the fighting spirit in his body, but the Panchen Lama insisted on trying to see if the Holy Bell could suppress the Ni Tian Tong.

Now, more than a hundred years of accumulation have been wasted.

When Nitiantong was feeling proud, he saw a young Taoist priest walking out from the side of the old Panchen Lama.

He walked towards him along the battlefield.

Wherever he passed, the Black Cult disciples covered their throats and fell to the ground and died.

The battlefield was immediately divided.

The Yellow Sect lamas all retreated to the side of the Panchen Lama, and the remaining Black Sect disciples did not dare to attack this strange Taoist priest.

All came behind Nitiantong.

"That Taoist! It was you who broke my voice transmission method in the first place, and you really came here to seek death!"

Nitiantong looked at Lu Li arrogantly.

Lu Li moved his fingers slightly, and the Lightning Sword flew back to him, turning into a blue light that circled around his body.

"I don't like it when people talk to me in a condescending manner."

Lu Li immediately used his covering hand, and a golden, sky-holding hand stretched out from behind Lu Li and pressed down on the top of Ni Tian Tong's head in the air.

Nitiantong immediately stretched out his hands as if to lift the hand, but as soon as he made contact, he discovered that with his level of cultivation, he was unable to lift the large hand formed by magic power.

"Get up for me!"

Even though he used all his strength, he found that he was still powerless against the golden hand and could only be pushed back to the ground little by little.

"I feel much better now. Do you have any last words?"

Lu Li asked Ni Tian Tong jokingly.

From the moment he saw this heaven-defying boy, Lu Li discovered that his cultivation level was only at the early or nearly middle stage of the Golden Core stage.

But his skills are very strange. He can fly and control objects out of thin air.

It seems that he is mainly cultivating spiritual power, but he also possesses magical powers.

No wonder he can be reincarnated again and again.

"Who are you? How could a young Jindan master like you come out of the Central Plains?"

Nitiantong took Lu Li's attack and found that the opponent was not easy to deal with.

Not so rampant now.

"Maoshan Lu Li! Remember this name, and don't do evil in your next life!"

Lu Li no longer concealed his murderous intent, his sword fingers flew, and the blue light behind him arrived in front of Ni Tian Tong in an instant.

Slashed towards his neck.

Nitiantong was indeed a veteran master and he reacted immediately.

The right hand generates an air shield to block the throat.

A sharp friction sound was heard, and the blue light flew back to Lu Li.

Nitiantong was so frightened by the danger just now that he broke out in a cold sweat. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he would have lost his life by now.

Looking more closely at the little thing flying around Lu Li, he discovered that it was actually a short and exquisite sword.

"Sword control technique! How can you control the sword? Isn't this technique lost?"

Lu Li hooked his finger, and the lightning sword stopped in front of him, and the blue light disappeared.

Everyone present discovered that it was indeed an exquisite little sword.

Some of the new lamas of the Yellow Sect have not seen Lu Li yet.

They all asked the lamas who had been working in the shrine, and the lamas enthusiastically told them about Lu Li's flying sword.

"Who said it's lost? Don't I know how to use it?"

Nitiantong began to be wary of the young Taoist priest in front of him.

"So what if you know the sword-controlling technique? It's just a spell after all. Look at my soul-destroying technique!"

After saying that, Nitiantong used his unique skills, and the sky of the entire holy mountain darkened, and the sound of ghosts crying continued to be heard in the air.

The purple demonic energy also took the opportunity to infiltrate into this space.

A large mirror formed in the sky, covering the entire sky.

Hundreds of stunning beauties were reflected inside, wearing silken clothes and dancing in the most seductive way.

Every sway and twist of the body touched the hearts of everyone present.

The shrill cries of ghosts and the dance of demons, one through the ears and one through the eyes, try to arouse the most primitive desires in people's hearts.

"This is the dance of the devil. Close your eyes quickly and chant the Heart Sutra. Don't look or listen!"

The old Panchen Lama's face changed when he saw it. This was the dance of the devil. Once desire was aroused, both the mind and the body would be burned to ashes by the fire of desire.

But his reminder was too late. The Anti-Heaven Child's Magic Technique was activated too quickly. Before many people understood what was going on, they were attracted by the stunning beauty in the sky, which aroused their lust.

"what!"

At this moment, lamas were constantly being burned into fire from the inside out by the flames of lust, and finally turned into ashes.

“Hahahaha! Now you know how powerful I am!”

The crazy laughter of Nitiantong could also be heard.

Lu Li has been reading Taoist scriptures for such a long time that his heart has become as hard as iron. Of course, he will not be tempted by the crying of ghosts and women.

"Exorcism Talisman!"

The magic power in his body was continuously input into the rune mark on his left hand.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of talismans formed by magic power flew out from Lu Li's left hand and hit the mirror image in the air.

Lu Li didn't spare any magic power at this time, because it would be replenished in a moment anyway.

Finally, under Lu Li's attack, the mirror image in the air cracked with a "pop" sound.

Then more and more cracks appeared, and even though Ni Tian Tong continued to input magic power to fill them, it was of no avail.

"Wow!" It looked like the sky was collapsing from below.

The illusion mirror was finally broken, but before the fragments could even fall to the ground, they turned back into demonic energy and disappeared without a trace.

The ghostly cries that resounded through the heavens and earth also stopped.

Nitiantong was sweating profusely, breathing heavily, and staring at Lu Li.

It was all because of this person, otherwise I would have been sitting in the main hall of the shrine accepting worship.

"If you have any other skills, use them quickly and let me open my eyes again."

Lu Li laughed and mocked him.

Nitiantong had a sinister look on his face, and he suddenly turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Lu Li.

"Well done!"

Lu Li also put away his Lightning Sword and activated his Thunder Fist, which turned into a beam of blue light and advanced instead of retreating.

Two rays of light continued to collide in mid-air, and the sound of the collision echoed throughout the holy mountain.

"Is this the Taoist priest? The Taoist priests of Mount Mao are so powerful."

Chi Fei said as he looked at Lu Li who was fighting with Ni Tian Tong in mid-air.

"It's not that Maoshan is powerful, but the person in front of me is too powerful. His strength has already surpassed the spiritual world."

The Panchen Lama also spoke absentmindedly.