The skinny Taoist snorted coldly. Taoist Wufeng felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His whole body trembled as he fell to the ground. His hands and feet twitched as he begged for mercy. "Master, spare me, spare me. I won't dare to do it again."
"You'd better be smarter in the future. I'm about to break through. You want to get your hands on such a rare peerless cauldron?
Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself! "
The skinny Daoist flicked his tattered sleeve and sent Daoist Wufeng flying backward. His back heavily collided with an old tree before he stopped. A trace of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and panic.
"This old thing has actually reached the peak of perfection. He's only one step away from breaking through. Today, he just had to encounter this female demon. Could it be that the heavens are really helping him?"
Taoist Wufeng pressed his hand on his chest and struggled to sit up. He leaned against the trunk of the old tree and quietly looked at the skinny Taoist not far away. Although he had already cursed all the women of the 18 generations of his ancestors, his eyes and emotions did not dare to show the slightest bit.
"I know what you're thinking. Don't worry. Although I know you're up to no good, I promised your mother that as long as I'm alive, I'll ensure you prosperity."
The skinny Taoist said with his back facing Wufeng. He had already slowly walked to the front of the Big Dipper Seven Killings Array and reached out to grab Weiwei.
"Kacha!"
Just as the skinny Taoist's fingers touched the misty green light, a bolt of lightning suddenly fell. The eight bluestone jade talismans spun crazily. Electric snakes danced and struck the ground, causing gravel to fly and smoke to scorch the ground.
"Tripartite Five Elements Array?
Hehe, that Yangliu is indeed a genius in arrays. It's a pity that she can't be used by me. "
The skinny Taoist allowed the electric snakes to land on his body. He was not afraid at all. With a long sigh, he raised his hand and grabbed a bluestone jade talisman that was floating the lowest. Instantly, his five fingers turned as black as ink, and there were even cuticle scales appearing. It looked more like a beast's claw than a human's hand. With a slight squeeze, a crack appeared on the surface of the bluestone jade talisman. Then, it broke from the middle. In an instant, all the spiritual Qi in it dissipated. The skinny Taoist threw it to the ground and it turned into powder.
The operation of the big formation was like a machine. If one part was damaged, the whole machine would not be able to operate. The skinny Taoist crushed a jade talisman, and the whole Three Talents Five Elements Formation was instantly broken. The remaining seven jade talismans floating in the air shook for a while, and finally fell to the ground powerlessly. The misty green light dimmed, and without the support of willow true qi, it was useless.
Weiwei held the heavily injured Du Kang in her arms. She pressed one hand on the wound on Du Kang's chest, and used her own true qi to heal him. However, she found that no matter how much true qi she sent into Du Kang's body, it was like a clay ox entering the sea. It did not return, and there was no effect at all.
Seeing that Yangliu was killed, the Three Talents Five Elements Formation was broken, and the mysterious skinny Taoist was approaching step by step, Weiwei was secretly anxious. Her forehead was already covered with fine sweat.
His gaze fell on the face of An Ruoxi, who was standing not far away with her hands by her side, and he was startled. Then, he suddenly remembered. He pointed at the skinny Taoist who was already close to him and asked sternly, "Are you Tang Junming, the walking corpse demon who escaped into the Hundred Thousand Mountains thirty years ago?!"
The skinny Taoist nodded with a smile, and stopped walking. He gently twirled two strands of his beard with his dry fingers, and looked at Weiwei with interest, "Are you the eight-clawed dragon python who failed to pass the tribulation in Mount Huang?"
As soon as he said this, not only was Weiwei shocked, but even Taoist Wufeng, who was reaching out to hold An Ruoxi's soft breasts, suddenly changed his expression. His fingers that were holding An Ruoxi's chest froze, and he looked at Weiwei with a fiery gaze. His throat moved, and he could not help but gulp.
"How do you know?"
Weiwei squinted her phoenix eyes, and her expression was cold. The Dragon Tongue Orchid sword above her head made a sound that shook the Nine Heavens. It was constantly trembling, and rays of green light flashed. Even though the sword qi was more than ten meters away, she could still feel the pain.
The skinny Taoist threw his head back and laughed loudly. He was arrogant and carefree. His laughter rumbled, and his voice shook all directions. Like a gust of wind, it actually suppressed the sound of the Dragon Tongue Orchid sword.
"It's really you. The heavens have eyes, the heavens have eyes. Now that I, Tang Junming, have returned, I will definitely sweep across the Central Plains. With your help, not to mention those so-called Taoist Guardians, I can even kill those old bastards. Wonderful, wonderful!" The skinny Taoist clapped his hands and laughed loudly. He took a step forward, and his dry hand reached out to grab Weiwei's chest.
"You deserve to die!"
Weiwei said coldly. The Dragon Tongue Orchid sword turned into a ray of light, and the sword qi swept out, aiming at the skinny Taoist's eyebrows. Before the sword arrived, the dense killing intent had already blown Tang Junming's messy hair into a mess.
"Ding!"
The skinny Taoist was actually not afraid. He stretched out a finger and lightly touched the tip of the Dragon Tongue Orchid sword. There was a sound that sounded like gold and jade colliding. The Dragon Tongue Orchid flew out with a sad cry, and stabbed deeply into the trunk of an old tree. The branches trembled, and the leaves rustled.
"What a pity. Although you did not turn into ashes after the Heavenly Tribulation, you lost your most important Dragon Pearl. Now, you have less than a tenth of your original strength. You are no match for me." As the skinny Taoist spoke, he had already raised his hand and sent out a ray of black light, suppressing Weiwei within it. No matter how much Weiwei struggled, she could not break free.
The skinny Taoist's withered hand grabbed Weiwei's delicate neck and forcefully lifted Weiwei's head. He looked down at Weiwei's eyes, which were filled with anger. He took a deep breath, and a faint fragrance seeped into the heart. "Hehe, the fragrance of jasmine. I like it. To be able to press down on the miraculous of the past and trample on it. Your everything will be devoured by me. Just thinking about it makes me inexplicably excited. How many years has it been since a woman could make me tremble with such excitement?"
"Then you are either impotent or useless." Du Kang's voice was weak. He struggled to straighten his upper body, and with a slight movement, blood flowed from his chest through the gaps between Weiwei's fingers, which were pressing on his wound. However, Du Kang was so determined.
"Little brat, you dare to humiliate me. Today, I will refine you into a corpse slave. But don't worry, I will preserve your consciousness. I will let you see with your own eyes how this demoness will be trained by me into a slave who only knows how to … lust for pleasure."
The skinny Taoist's voice was sinister. His withered hand grabbed downwards and actually stabbed into Du Kang's dantian. His demonic arts circulated, and a formless suction pulled Du Kang's blood essence and primordial spirit into his body. Du Kang watched as his body withered, his skin shriveled, and his meridians dried up.
"If you dare to touch a single hair on Sister Chu, even if I become a ghost in the Netherworld, I will destroy your soul and you will never be able to reincarnate!"
Du Kang gritted his teeth and cursed. Blood gushed out of his mouth as his hands desperately grabbed onto the 'demonic claw' that the skinny Taoist had stabbed into his dantian.
The skinny Taoist was unmoved. He grinned and let out a sinister smile. His palm forcefully stabbed another inch in. It was so painful that Du Kang let out a muffled groan, and his body spasmed uncontrollably.
"Little brat, let's not talk about the fact that I will refine your soul into a corpse slave. Even if you go to the Netherworld and become a little ghost, what can you do to me?"
The skinny Taoist said softly. His withered hand that was covered in blood and stuck to his internal organs pulled out forcefully. In his palm was a stone that was glowing with a faint green light. It was the Sanji Zhen.