My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Recognizing the sorcery used by the Taoist Qingxuan, Mr. He's expression changed greatly, and he took the lead in charging towards the Taoist Qingxuan.

Luo Baode and others also stepped forward, including the two elders Du and Ma who were invited by the Taoist Qingxuan.

Although they usually do not communicate carefully with Daoist Qingxuan, they still have some friendship, and this time they were invited. If Daoist Qingxuan is really evil, then their situation will not be good.

Therefore, in order to prove their innocence, they must do their best to stop the Taoist Qingxuan at this time.

"Even if this elder is to die, I will also bring you to be buried with you!"

The Taoist Qingxuan knew that his identity as an evil cultivator was exposed, and he would definitely not be able to live. Since he couldn't live like this, he would die together, and no one would want to live!

As Daoist Qingxuan's voice fell, the black mist that was surging violently around him became more and more intense, and the bursts of ghosts and wolf howls became more and more sharp.

"He wants to sacrifice himself in blood, run!"

Tang Zheng, who had just rushed over, saw the proud madness in the eyes of Taoist Qingxuan, and secretly thought that it was not good, and immediately shouted to remind the people present.

However, it was too late.

Lu Zijia grabbed a talisman at some point in his hand, and was about to throw the talisman and drag his man to escape when he suddenly seemed to have noticed something, and looked at his man with a 'swish'.

I saw that a layer of golden light suddenly appeared on Mu Tianyan's body, and it became more and more dazzling.

"Hooho-"

A golden dragon phantom suddenly rose into the sky from Mu Tianyan's body, and the deafening dragon roar made everyone present feel a splitting headache, and couldn't help covering their ears.

With the sound of the dragon's roar, the Daoist Qingxuan, who was still crazy and proud, suddenly became terrified.

"Ah--don't, don't--"

"boom--"

Following the desperate screams of Taoist Qingxuan, a huge shattering sound suddenly sounded.

At the moment when the huge bang sounded, the black mist that was violently surging around Daoist Qingxuan's body instantly turned into countless powders and disappeared between heaven and earth.

"puff--"

Bright red blood suddenly spewed out from the seven holes of the Taoist Qingxuan, his eyes full of unwillingness were rounded, and his body fell straight to the ground, losing his breath in an instant.

Looking at the scene in front of them, Luo Baode and others couldn't help but stunned, even the master Mu Qing was no exception.

Lu Zijia already knew the bloodline of the dragon on Mu Tianyan's body, so he was not surprised.

Seeing that everyone else was in shock and couldn't do anything for a long time, Lu Zijia threw out a talisman and forcibly took in the ghost that Taoist Qingxuan wanted to escape.

"Ayan, how do you feel?"

Lu Zijia put away the talisman and hurriedly walked to his man to check his condition.

Mu Tianyan shook his head with a pale face, "I'm fine."

Although he said it was fine, Lu Zijia noticed that he was very weak at the moment.

Grabbing his wrist to check the pulse, and finding that he didn't seem to have any major problems except that his internal strength was exhausted, his heart slowly relaxed.

However, Lu Zijia still stuffed Mu Tianyan with a few True Yuan Pills to recover, and it was painful to see everyone present.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, I wonder if you can hand over the Qingxuan Yin soul to me? To show my sincerity, how about I exchange this bracelet of consecrated Buddha beads?"

After Tang Zheng regained his senses, he took out a string of wooden beads bracelets from his body, and politely opened his mouth to Lu Zijia.