Chronicles of the Kingdom of Heaven Chapter 52: Here again

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His opponent was a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a cyan Taoist robe. He looked like Xianfeng Taoist bones and appearance, but his body was surrounded by three black smoky skulls, holding a six-shot. The black flag with many black spirits painted on the flag, it seems that it is not a serious way...

"Wang Lin, you have chased me for more than 3,000 miles. Are you going to end?" The middle-aged Taoist priest held a sword in one hand and a flag in the other, his handsome face flushed red.

It is simply a fleeting disadvantage...

I just killed a few mortals and used their souls to sacrifice magic weapons, but I didn’t know what was going on, so I was targeted by this disciple of Wang Lin, Wen Jianzong. Okay, I asked Jianzong. Anyway, it's one of the ten major sects in the North. I can't afford it, right?

As a result, he escaped for more than 3,000 miles. This Wang Lin chased for more than 3,000 miles. It was almost like a neurosis. And along the way, various conditions emerged in an endless stream. In his entire life, he didn’t add up for a few days. There are so many unlucky things...

Don’t say anything else, on the way, just seventeen or eight were stepped on the traps. Although they couldn’t hurt themselves, they were disgusting...

The monks in the late Yangyuan period were caught in a row by traps. If you say this, don't you laugh out the big teeth?

I don’t know what kind of evil it was. On the way, it was very unlucky. In addition to seventeen or eight traps, there were three times stepping on the air and falling off the cliff. Four times of imperial air flight caused the demon. I was involved in the cultivators six times and was almost killed by mistake. The most disgusting one was when I encountered a sword light cut from the Sword Sect of Lishan. I don’t know which Faxiang real person made the shot, just a little bit. I rolled myself in...

Now just thinking about it, I feel cold and sweaty.

Furthermore, the Wang Lin behind him is like a neurotic, chasing him all the way, chasing for more than 3,000 miles without letting go, the middle-aged Taoist priest suffocated his chest in one breath, and he was almost injured... …

Now, being chased into this dense jungle again, the middle-aged Taoist priest is finally completely furious. Damn, I just scolded you to ask Jianzong. Do you think you are really afraid of you, Wang Lin?

Okay, you don't plan to let me go anyway, then I will fight with you here!

Thinking of this, a roll of black banners in the hands of the middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly rolled up the billowing fishy wind, and countless evil spirits wailed in the fishy wind, and for a while, the entire forest was filled with wind and wind. There are many ghosts, as if the door of **** has been opened...

"Do you think I want to chase you?"

Wang Lin drew out the sword cursingly. The sword was three feet long and the blade was dark. At first glance, it seemed that there were black auras lingering on the blade, but after a closer look, the black auras seemed to be different. It doesn’t exist. At this time, Wang Lin is holding a sword in his hand, pointing to the middle-aged man from a distance, saying: "You consciously commit suicide, don’t hurt me anymore!"

"..." When the middle-aged Taoist heard this, he almost vomited blood out of breath, his hand was shaking with a black banner, his face looked a bit hideous: "Wang Lin, you are deceiving too much!"

While speaking, the countless evil spirits in the fishy wind, and the three skeletons that have been rotating around the body, also flew out. The bright phosphorous fire in the eye sockets seemed to be burning. In general...

"Wang Lin, you will die for me!"

A little phosphorous fire ignited on the tip of the middle-aged Taoist priest's sword, and the three skulls rushed out with a fishy wind, and countless evil spirits followed...

The Treasure Record of the Three Evil Slaughter Gods, one of the three evil sects in the North, the Xuanming Sect’s patriarchal clan tactics. It is said that the three skeletons will turn from Yin to Yang from real to virtual, achieving the three evil sects. Dhamma, when fighting with others, it is not only equal to the same time when the three laws are the same, but also opens the gates of **** and summons infinite evil spirits...

This middle-aged Taoist priest’s San Sha Slaughter God Treasure Record is obviously already in a certain heat. The three skulls flying out at this time have all been sacrificed to nineteen prohibitions. At this time, they were released. It is not inferior to the general Yangyuan monk, and coupled with the infinite evil spirits behind him, it is quite powerful for a while...

However...

No one thought that as soon as the three skulls flew out, one of them swayed suddenly in the air. Before the middle-aged Taoist priest came back to his senses, the skull suddenly turned around. At the middle-aged Taoist priest's left hand holding the black banner, he bit down fiercely...

"Fuck me!" The middle-aged Taoist suddenly screamed. Under the three evil slaughter Shenbaolu backlash, even the other two skulls were almost uncontrollable, almost like the previous one, and turned around. Back to the middle-aged Taoist priest.

Fortunately, the middle-aged Taoist priest didn’t look right. He shook the black banner and took back all three skulls, but even so, it took a while to suppress the three backlashed skulls. ...

Damn, come, come, come again!

The middle-aged Taoist priest almost wanted to cry without tears. Since meeting this Wang Lin, he has been unlucky everywhere. Even the tragic encounters along the way are neglected. Now he is actually backlashed by his own three evil slaughter Shenbao record, if this is passed on Go out, what face do you have to call yourself a ghost?

"I told you to stop struggling..." It is strange to say that the middle-aged Taoist priest here has suffered a backlash, and Wang Lin on the opposite side seems to have suffered a dark loss. There is a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, standing there with the sword, the voice of speaking seemed weak...

"Damn, don't go too far!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest finally suppressed the backlash of the three skulls, and when he heard Wang Lin's words, he suddenly jumped into a thunder, and wanted to shake the black flag to show him something, but after hesitating for a while, he still took the black flag away. I got up, there was no way, I was really a little scared. I raised my eyes and looked at the sword in my hand. After making sure that there were no traps, I finally cut it out with a single sword...

This time, I don’t need the Three Evil Slaughter God Treasure Record, I will use my Xuan Mingzong swordsmanship to deal with you. I will never encounter any backlashes again!

"Ah!"

As a result, before this sword could be shot, the middle-aged Taoist screamed again. He staggered and looked down. Just as he stepped out with one right foot, he was nailed by an iron nail. Pierced...

"Wang Lin, I am at odds with you!" The middle-aged Taoist reluctantly pulled out the iron nail, dragged the blood from his foot, and slashed towards Wang Lin...

"Damn, you have to make me tired to death, are you willing to..." Wang Lin opened his mouth and vomited blood out again. After he wiped it off, he raised his sword and greeted him. With the touch of the sword light, sparks suddenly ignited...

In the blink of an eye, the two had already fought a hundred times. The middle-aged Taoist priest became more and more frightened as he fought. His bad luck seemed to continue, and several times, he saw that he could break the sword of each other with a single sword. , But it’s not just a little bit inexplicably, or suddenly stepped on something and mixed with garlic...