The Exorcist Chapter 31: Death of Ruan Zhan (Part 1)

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Although at the beginning of the lunar eclipse, I felt that the power of my old friend suddenly weakened, it was still extremely difficult for Uncle Bao to bring two less powerful Sha to fight against that powerful force alone. He concentrated all his life's power on his hands, and his spiritual power, mental power, magic power and curse power were continuously transferred from his body to his palms, tightening the heavenly and earthly net talismans and then tightening them. Under his ribs, two lines of warm and cool Yin energy passed through his chest, supporting him from falling.

Come on, Ah Zhan! This nightmare that has been suppressed for many years, all the success or failure will be resolved within a few minutes of the lunar eclipse. When the moonlight returns to normal, if God's will cannot be prevented from becoming a devil, then God's will will have a tragic ending, and they will not be able to leave alive.

Uncle Bao said to Ruan Zhan silently in his heart, and then looked at his friend trapped in the net. He was seen angrily tearing at the net covering his body. Everywhere he touched, there were more damaged parts of the talisman net. He quickly used his spiritual energy to mend the network, but felt the network cable in his hand shaking violently. A cold and prickly feeling spread from the network cable to the palm of his hand, and then poured into his body. He was scurrying around, messing up his inner breath. At the same time, the sound of the network cable snapping was transmitted to his eardrums, and huge pressure also hit him.

"Let me go quickly, I will spare your life!" Father Ruan shouted.

Uncle Bao had no time to speak, he just concentrated on trapping the other party. It's just that the force of the impact this time was too strong and too fast, causing Uncle Bao to stumble backward and almost sit on the ground. He pushed hard with both legs and did not fall down, but his feet were completely buried in the gravel ground. Behind him, the two evil spirits were also in shadow, struggling to hold on.

Ruan's father struggled a few more times, but still couldn't break free. When he looked back, he saw Ruan Zhan standing quietly on one side, with a cold and calm expression, his eyes lowered, as if he was adjusting his breath and waiting, and he couldn't help but feel angry. In the middle of a fever, he shouted: "What can a wheel war do to me? If you want to die, I will help you!"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes glowed red, as if two demonic fires were about to be ignited. At the same time, a black energy emitted from his body, forming a whirlwind outside him, blowing away his clothes. His hair and hair were all scattered, but the black energy stayed together and quickly crawled towards Uncle Bao along the invisible network cables.

Uncle Bao could have saved himself from being injured if he had stopped at this moment, but he was determined to buy time for Ruan Zhan and to use up his old friend's fighting power as much as possible, so he did not back down. Seeing that the black energy was coming, he thought Said: "At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, the town was settled and everyone was informed. Yuedu was the real official and the only spirit of the land. Left the society and the right Ji, don't be alarmed. Return to the right path and clarify the inside and outside. Everyone is in position and guard the altar. The Supreme Lord has orders. , search for evil spirits. Protect the Dharma King, defend and recite sutras. Convert to the great road, Yuan Henry Zhen." Every time he chanted a sentence, he blocked the black energy by one step. Finally, he bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a cloud of blood mist up, which actually caused the black energy to escape. Broken up.

"I underestimated you." Ruan's father was furious. The originally kind and gentle man became very violent due to being controlled by evil spirits.

"Evil prevails over good. Even if you are tyrannical, you can only calm down for a while and find yourself." I know it is useless and I know how stupid this persuasion is, but how can I bear it after being brothers for so many years? Seeing him killing his relatives and friends, and then committing suicide, even if he killed himself by mistake, how could he be blamed at all?

He was answered with a cold snort, and more violent attacks, one after another. Uncle Bao continued to use various authentic Taoist spells to fight against him. It's not just about reciting it. Each word and sentence requires a lot of mana and spiritual power to have the effect of subduing demons. So in just a few minutes, Uncle Bao was already sweating profusely, breathing intermittently, and trembling all over. Stop, his face was as red as blood. If the authentic spell hadn't had a deterrent effect on the other party's evil spirit, he might have been unable to support it long ago.

Feeling the strength in his body draining away bit by bit, Uncle Bao secretly glanced at the sky. In mid-air, the moon was already half eclipsed. He had tried his best, but as long as there was still a glimmer of hope, he would hold off.

"Don't let me go yet!" Ruan's father shouted violently, and was no longer impatient to be tied up. Since he couldn't break through the net, he simply let the talisman net tie him, and then risked injury, using his hands from Passing through the gap in the net, he suddenly attacked Uncle Bao with all his strength.

Under the attack, Uncle Bao only felt that his body was like a narrow port, and the power of his old friend was like a huge wave, swept by the violent wind and waves, overwhelming the sky and the earth, unstoppable It rushed over, and instantly countless amounts of ice water poured into the port, engulfing everything with overwhelming force. There was a tearing pain in the hand, and the hands holding the network cable were shattered, and blood dripped all over the floor. In the chest, the five internal organs seemed to be torn, and the hot blood in the chest spurted out, and Uncle Bao fell backwards. .

The two evil spirits were affected and their figures were almost scattered. Seeing Uncle Bao fall, they rushed forward to hold him up without caring about themselves. Father Ruan, who had escaped the control of the talisman net, rushed towards him with murderous intent. He came over and said, "I gave you a chance to live, old guy, but you are seeking death on your own!" He raised his palm and clapped it.

Uncle Bao smiled, which shocked Father Ruan for a moment. He didn't understand what was so funny about this old man who was about to die, "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at how we have been brothers for many years, but you have never once been wary of me in conspiracy. You are just too loyal and persistent. Your son is much smarter than you. If you turned into ashes today, haha , worth it."

Ruan's father looked at him sideways, not understanding what the old man was talking about. Uncle Bao struggled to raise his arm, his lips moved, and his index finger and **** slightly hooked inward. Before anyone present could understand what was going on, they saw those on the ground behind Father Ruan, who were soaked in blood. Under the rubble, a spell strip flew up, and with lightning speed, it clattered onto Father Ruan's right arm.

He was stunned and instinctively wanted to take off the spell, but failed.

"Isn't the blood curse the most powerful?" Uncle Bao gasped and said, "You beat me until I vomited blood. This blood cannot be wasted!" It turned out that at the moment he was seriously injured, he threw it with extremely fast techniques. He cast a charm on the ground, and then dyed it red with his own blood to add magic power. At this moment, seeing his old friend standing there in a daze, he suddenly tore off the clothes on his chest. The scars he had made by carving his body with a knife and drawing talismans on his body were revealed. The twisted and reddish scars were stained by the blood and energy from the fierce fight just now. Emerging and shining.

Ruan's father was in a daze for a few seconds, and it was these few seconds that made him ignore the changes on his right arm. When he suddenly woke up, he saw that the talisman turned into a **** knife, shining like blood. He walked up to his shoulder and twisted off his entire right arm.

Ruan's father looked up to the sky and screamed. Although he is a soul and cannot bleed, if a magic spell hurts his soul body, he will suffer the same pain as a human being, and the arm cannot be reattached, which greatly affects his magic power. Looking at the arm again, it fell into the pile of rocks and instantly turned into a wisp of black air and disappeared without a trace. However, the evil air in it corroded the stones on the ground into black stone powder, and even the weeds that grew tenaciously between the stones. , also withered instantly.

Ruan's father was furious in great pain, and with the anger that he wanted to tear this hateful old man into pieces, he struck out with his palm, and a thick black mist instantly covered Uncle Bao's upper body. At this time, a bright red light passed through the mist, causing the black mist to stagnate for a moment, and then a wind blade flew past, forcing the black air back, and the two evil spirits took the opportunity to Uncle Bao dragged him behind the boulder.

"Uncle Bao, how are you?" Wan Li asked anxiously, but Xiaoxia was speechless.

This old man has a sense of humor. He looks honest and simple on the outside, even a little silly, but in reality he is wise, profound, and has an air of immortality. But no matter what time, he is always healthy. Unlike now, he is as haggard as the wind. If you blow it, you will be blown away, and you will suddenly become dozens of years older, as if you are terminally ill.

"Although I look like I'm going to be buried soon, I'm fine." Uncle Bao coughed a few times and said, "Hurry up and help me up. Now it's up to Azhan. What I can do to help is... Here it is."

Wan Li helped him up according to his instructions. At this time, only the father and son were left facing each other in the formation.

"Dad, fight me now." Ruan Zhan said with a cold expression. Although his voice still sounded a little trembling, his tone was already very firm.

"It's really a wheel battle!" Ruan's father snorted disdainfully. Before he could finish his words, he already pushed past with a thunderbolt from his palm. It was completely a sneak attack strategy.

But since Ruan Zhan knew that there was a huge difference in strength, how could he not be on guard? He had already mastered the technique with his left hand. Although Ruan's father fought extremely fast and his dodge was awkward, a small-scale time distortion technique still allowed him to He successfully moved to the southwest of the clearing.

Ruan's father was stunned for a moment, not because Ruan Zhan could escape his attack, but because he suddenly remembered that he knew this spell by stepping to another place, just because he was a soul with powerful spiritual power, and did not Just need it. The young man in front of him must be related to him. This kid has always said that he is his son, and now it seems that it may be true. Because if you look closely, the magic is indeed from the same origin as his, and even the feeling of spiritual power is exactly the same. This made him a little confused and felt something flashing through his heart.

But this thought was just a fleeting thought. He had completely merged with the evil spirit and lost his humanity in less than a second. He was filled with evil thoughts and murderous intent, trying to take away the life of everything here. Regardless of whether he is a human or a ghost, whether he is alive or dead, he wants to destroy them all. He felt that there was a barrier around the open space. Outside the barrier, something that matched the energy around him was surging, but something was blocking it. He wants to go out, and those things want to come in, so let him create the world!

Thinking of this, he instantly transformed in front of Ruan Zhan and struck down with a wind blade.

Ruan Zhan did not dare to neglect, and quickly used another time and space distortion technique to dodge to the position designed in advance. He knew that the most powerful spell of his father's sect was the Wind Blade. This spell was not as tangible as the Fire Hand Seal or Palm Thunder. It could be seen. The Wind Blade was like a sharp blade integrated in the air, invisible and colorless. , the speed is extremely fast. When you feel it blowing over, it will be too late to hide. You must predict it.

His wind blade can only hit an average level, but he can use this move to attack the enemy from all directions. Although his father's high magic power has been weakened due to the lunar eclipse and the critical moment of becoming a demon, the wind created by it can still reach an average level. The blade must not be underestimated, so he used the time and space distortion technique one after another, and at the same time formed a barrier with one hand to protect himself.

Looking at this scene in the eyes of Xiaoxia, who was hiding aside, she felt tormented in her heart. In the open space, there were two figures running back and forth, one was the figure dearest in her heart, and the other was an erratic ghost with one arm. She couldn't see any weapons or spells, but she could hear the harsh sound of metal intersecting, and occasionally sparks would burst out. Each time they were so close to Ruan Zhan's body, her heart was always in her throat.

"How is he? How is he?" She looked at the field, but she took Wan Li's hand and shook it violently. Her little hands were cold, and she was so nervous that she couldn't even breathe smoothly.

"He is inviting God's will into the battle." Uncle Bao answered her on behalf of Wanli, his voice was very weak, and he was obviously seriously injured.

Xiao Xia doesn’t understand any formations, but Ruan Tianyi does. He chased Ruan Zhan all the way. He didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment at first, but after two or three times, he saw that the stones under his feet were irregular. These round gravels are mixed with sharp stones. The texture is the same as that of Tietou Mountain, but it seems to have been artificially split and sharpened. The tips point upward. There are also red spells and some strange symbols painted on the stones. The cinnabar used to draw the talisman was no ordinary thing, and the smell made him feel unsteady in his soul. In addition, the arrangement of these stones is obviously very thoughtful. Some are arranged in circles, some are arranged like weird animals, and some are not clear at all.

But one thing is certain, these stone patterns are arranged in a spiral as a whole. Every time he chases Ruan Zhan, he takes a step closer to the center of the formation. If the dead locust tree in the center of the clearing is used as the coordinates, he has almost circled around the clearing and is one step closer to the dead locust tree in a straight line.

Seeing his father pause there, Ruan Zhan understood what he had seen, so he also stopped and said with some provocation: "Yes, this is a formation. Don't you dare to come in? But now you It's too late to think about anything. This formation will automatically close as soon as someone enters. If you want to get out, you have to force me to open it from the inside, or you can enter the formation yourself and find the location of the gate of life."

Father Ruan smiled contemptuously, "Am I afraid of this formation? Even if I am now at the threshold of achieving great success in magic, so what if my ability is not as good as before? So what if I lose one of my arms by that old man? You are still no match for me. !" He said and suddenly stretched out his hand to chop.

There was no sound of wind, but Ruan Zhan could feel the sound of the sharp blade cutting through the air. He dodged as quickly as possible and set up a barrier, but this time his father's speed was too fast. He only felt a stinging pain, and warm liquid immediately dripped down his entire right arm and right cheek from his forehead to his chin.

"It's only fair that everyone can't use their right hands." Ruan Zhan's expression remained unchanged, and he pulled out the blood wood sword from his waist with his left hand. Where to go with the wind blade.

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PS: I didn’t scare you. Look down, I'm afraid you quick-tempered silvers won't be able to keep your temper!

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