Since Du Xu obtained the Kunlun Mirror and entered the Taoist path nine months ago, although his practice was still short and he focused on the fundamental Taoist Dharma, he did not practice several earth-shaking methods on the Taoist scriptures, but after all, it is also the true teachings of the ancient Taoist tradition, with exquisite methods, which is comparable to such a mixed fish.

The attack of the golden pestle seems to be brilliant and powerful, but in fact, the magic power is mixed, and the outside is real and the inside is empty. The magic power of such heavy attack spells as the seal, mountain, and gold pestle should be the best with thick and powerful attributes such as rock, earth, gold, and water. The most taboo is the illusion, qi, clear, and ghost. This sneak attacker just violated this taboo. He used the illusory will and the power of emotions to control such a powerful attack spell. Although it was full of momentum on the surface, its roots were not solid. The condensed and attached golden pestle was very loose, and only 100% of the power was left by him.

When the sneak attacker was ambushed and felt murderous intent, Du Xu received a warning from the innate Yishu. In fact, Du Xu saw every move of the sneak attacker before, so naturally there was no accident. The huge golden pestle was smashed to the head, and Du Xu just smiled coldly and pointed to the bronze carriage under him. Two three-meter-old masters holding bronze spears suddenly stood up behind the carriage, echoing left and right, and at the same time, he raised the bronze spear and went upwards, firmly holding the golden pestle that was hit.

The sneak attacker thought that his magic was powerful, but he was caught off guard. The two Taoist priests on the bronze chariot were young and the other was in a down-and-out manner. They didn't seem to be a powerful figure with profound magic power. I planned to use this magical golden pestle to destroy the demons, even if I could not make great contributions, at least I could hurt these two enemies. Unexpectedly, this bronze chariot was quite magical. Not only could it travel thousands of miles a day, but it also had the magical power to defend one's life, so it could easily withstand his attack.

The attack of the sneak attack did not work. The attacker was not only depressed, but was overjoyed. He felt the abnormal movements nearby from afar. Because he had a heavy responsibility, he came to check it carefully. Unexpectedly, he found someone driving a domineering carriage nearby. For a moment, greed became great and suddenly started to kill people and seize treasures. Now seeing the magic of this carriage, he not only did not feel alert, but also blinded his mind and used all his strength to urge the golden pestle to attack and kill the carriage.

Yan Chixia has been through a long battle in the killing field and was able to fight against the demons. Although he did not notice someone ambush in advance, he did not react slowly. He activated the black robe that protected the body and turned into a cloud of gray light to protect the two. Du Xu easily blocked the sneak attack and won him a first move. Yan Chixia immediately untied the white bone sword behind him, sneaked into the ground under the cover of the protective light, but he shouted: "Why not stupid thief, dare to offend grandpa!"

Yan Chixia's magic robe was supported and took over the defense. Although the bronze chariot was majestic and domineering and magical, it was only the magic weapon Du Xu had sacrificed for the first time, and there was only one layer of ban. The black chariot used by Yan Chixia was the signature magic weapon of the evil cultivator last time. At least it was sacrificed to the ninth level of ban. Yan Chixia was particularly caring after obtaining it. The sacrifice was as powerful as the arm instructed to operate from the heart, and it was a special protective magic weapon, with its defense far exceeding Du Xu's bronze chariot.

But that's it. When the black robe was just released, it was also hit by the golden pestle that was attacking wildly outside. Yan Chixia increased his magic power to support the black robe again, secretly surprised that the attacker's magical power was powerful, and at the same time he became more and more impressed by Du Xu's magical power.

The sneak attacker was a little surprised when he saw that he had no ability to achieve his full strength. He heard Yan Chixia's scolding and simply stopped covering up his body and jumped out of the side openly. With one move, he was the most proud and powerful magical power in his life.

He saw his figure swaying and he divided into thousands of figures. These figures were real and fake, and it was difficult to distinguish between real and real. At the same time, they were constantly moving and changing positions. They were still real human figures just now, but the next moment they changed into illusory figures. These figures of all sizes, old and young, all emitted many magical magics, and were filled with golden swords, rockets, ice guns, and rock thorns, flying towards Du Xu and Yan Chixia. Thousands of soldiers and armored soldiers rushed towards the bronze carriage with blurred faces waving their swords and rushing towards the bronze carriage.

Yan Chixia was a little complaining in secret, but there was no reason. The sneak attacker was hidden in these countless phantoms. He could not find his true body and could only be beaten here passively. Even though he had a tight defense, he could naturally force him to retreat when the demon man lacked enough magic power. However, blindly shrank his head, which made this rough-minded man particularly unhappy. The demon man came whenever he wanted, walked away whenever he wanted, and moved forward and retreat freely, which made him very depressed.

Yan Chixia hid a bone sword under the battlefield, preparing to take advantage of the demon's unpreparedness and make a blow to him. It would be best to suddenly attack at a critical moment and kill the demon cub. Unexpectedly, this man was treacherous and hid his figure from the beginning, making his plot futile.

At this time, Du Xu sneered: "It turns out that it is you stupid thief. If you don't go in heaven, you can break in without hell! I have never caused trouble for you, so you came to your door by yourself. It's so gratifying!" It turns out that the evil spirit attacked this chaotic path was the Nan Tianzhu Pestle-Holding Strongman that Du Xu wanted to kill.

The figures flashing from all directions suddenly opened their mouths, and thousands of voices were gathered together into one sentence: "The toad yawns - what a big tone! Let me try your skills first, and then say this! Don't worry, there will definitely be your place in these millions of soul shadows in the future. What a handsome little Taoist priest, your skin will definitely be loved by those old monsters, and you can sell it for a good price!"

Du Xu glanced at the thousands of soul shadows with disdain and sneered: "I dare to show off my illusion!" He rubbed his hands gently, and immediately an iron card flew out, opening his mouth and spitting out a golden flame, burning on the iron card. The front of the iron card had a whale sucking water and sucking the flame in. The vertical eyes shone brightly, illuminating golden lights.

The gentle light shone on the shadowy figures. The illusory shadows turned into blue smoke and disappeared as soon as the light shone. Only a thousand figures were left on the ground, each of them wearing armor and sharp arms, all of them were strong men in tiger bodies, but they were all unconscious, with murderous auras and blood-red eyes.

Du Xu frowned when he saw these figures. These were the military spirits who died on the battlefield. The blood and evil spirits of the body were not restrained by most positive Taoist laws, and it was particularly difficult to deal with. The military souls were bound to turn into heroic spirits to protect themselves. They were originally superior military Taoist magic. Those military souls were united to form military flags to protect them. One army was like one person, and one was one army. Arranged a whole military formation, which could exert terrible power and bless the military master, which could increase the military master's cultivation level and magic power at several levels.

But I don’t know that the secret military technique obtained by the evil spirits would modify a decent spell that would properly store heroic spirits. Even these military souls and heroic spirits were wiped out of their minds. It seemed much more convenient and became more and more satisfactory when controlled. But in fact, this is definitely not worth the effort. It is impossible for the military soul without spiritual souls to condense the military flag, let alone practice formations.

An ugly and strong man holding a golden pestle stood among them, and the light of his body was connected with them. When he saw Du Xu looking at him, his face changed drastically. With a wave of the golden pestle in his hand, hundreds of military souls rushed forward, and he also changed into a shadow of the same appearance and mixed into the group of military souls.

Du Xu took back the iron plate in the sky and secretly blessed himself and Yan Chixia a layer of magical light. In front of them, the King of the Pestle-Holding Heavenly King hidden in the military soul was like an alpaca mixed in the flock of sheep. At first glance, there was no difference, but it was particularly obvious when you looked carefully. Du Xu looked at the King of the Pestle-Holding Heavenly King of the Pestle-Holding Heavenly King of the Pestle-Holding Heavenly King with a smile, turned to ask Yan Chixia: "Brother Yan, can you seriously damage him?"

Yan Chixia looked carefully, frowned and said, "It's hard! This demon man's spiritual light is connected with this team of ghosts. The damage he suffered will be distributed to these thousands of ghosts. I only have one blow, so I don't have much confidence."

"Haha! It's okay. If I solve this problem, is Brother Yan confident?"

"Of course there is no problem!"

Du Xu stood upright, tied the reins with his right hand, and four bronze horses stood up and said a long neigh. The patterns on the bronze chariot drove around. A canopy slowly rose behind Du Xu and Yan Chixia, steadily covering the heads of the four bronze horses in front of him. The figures of two small bronze horns emerged from under their temples, and the horse's heads changed tremendously, like dragons.

After a few breaths, a four-wheel drive bronze carriage was covered with sharp teeth and sharp thorns, turning into a hideous war equipment, majestic. Du Xu drove the chariot to charge towards the opposite army formation. Behind him, the phantoms of bronze chariots continued to appear from the void. Countless bronze soldiers held long spear bows and arrows, sitting upright on the left and right of the battlefield. The phantoms of hundreds of chariots formed a strict chariot array and rushed towards the five hundred military souls in front.

Du Xu drove the chariot, and one cart was the first to rush into the enemy formation, shouting: "After the chariot is driven, the four peony industry." He suddenly activated the prohibition spell that was brought on the bronze carriage - the King's Front Drive.

A vast war song sounded in the carriage: "There are four peonies, four peonies. The gentleman is relying on, and the villain is violating. The four peonies are like fish suits. Isn't it a day to be snatched? Go through the thorns!" The huge carriage was accompanied by an unrivaled decisive momentum, and rushed into the military formation of the strong men holding the pestle.

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PS2: August is about to begin! But I'm sorry to say to you that today's update will be left until tomorrow, because the author fell into an indescribable mood and has deleted the manuscript of the next chapter. Because he was not satisfied, he was ready to rewrite it. So he had to wait until the third update tomorrow, and everyone knew that I would never break my promise!
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